The Orangeburg news. [volume] (Orangeburg, S.C.) 1867-1875, 1874-06-27
IFrom tho Virginia, Nevada, Enterprise. ]
Senator Jones' Fighter.

Just previous to the senat orial con
test which resulted in his election,
Hon. j. P. Jones had the following fun
ny adventure in this ciey with man
who came to him to hire himself out as
a fighter :
Mr.. Jouea and several friend. we're
in one of our frst.c class saloons slipping
their wine, smoking, and chatting,
when a rather strange looking customer
entered the place, and sauntering up TO
the group, began the operation of eye
ing over the gentlemen composing it,
He was man Of middle age aud
medium height, with arms dispropcr
tionately long, great, spreading hands
and kuotty fingers. His angular, un
gaiuly form was poorly and scansily
clad, and he was topped out with a cur
ious little bullet head, set upon very
short allowance Of neck. From the side
at his little, round head stood leaning
out two great, pulpy cars, and all that
appeared ON his face in the way o!
beard wus o jet black stubbed moustache
This seemed to have been planted bair
at time with pesging awl and ham
aner, the latter coming down on the
Isfenceless nose as each brstle was in
serted, so intimidating that organ that
it had ever since remained crouchcd out
,of sight behind the hairy stockade. A
large livid scar described semi circle
round one of his prof citing cheek bones.
and passing down entered the corner OF
his mouth, giving to the feature an
ugly upward ditch on that side. Wab
bling his little, glittcrinS gray eyes over
The party before him until said orbs
rested upon the rotuud foru and rosy
tace Of Mr.. Jones, he pulled off the
hirsute ten pin ball, which he would
hare eallssa his head, o scrip Of hat, and
! making an awkward bow, said:
u. +. Jones, / bolieve =
That is my name, sir, said Jones' 4
Correct scntentiously observed tho
strange visitor.
do you want to see me ? said Jon cs.
about three minutes, and in private
ifyou please
MIR. Jones led The way toa large
private room in the rear of the saloon.
Mr.. Jones, sir, you don't know me,
said the fellow, but when you lived in
'old Tuolumne Iwar also in that p,rt of
Californey-in the adjining county.
Mr.. Jones, I'm the Tarauterlcr OF
Calavcras; I'm war hoss fro the
hills and fighter from hip
1 don't dispute your word, su,' said
u. P.,' but how docs your being war
horse OF the hills concern me?'
I'm here to tell you. II re, now,
you are goin' into this here contest, and
it's liable to be very lively one About
election day it'll be all fired hot. Now
what you'll need will be good tighter
"a fellcr to stand up, knock down and
drag out for you man what can 20 To
the polls and knock down right an lei,
wade through everything =
Mr. Jones said he had not thought it
would be necessary to have such man
iat the polls on election day.
oh, but it will 2 cried the ,oan of
muscle. you sec, you don't know
about them things. Ill manage it all
for You
so you want me to hire you as my
fighter
Jest 3d.
What would be your price from now
till after the election You sec az I've
never yet had occasion to hire fighter
d6h't know much about the value of
such service
'Woll, / couldn't undertake the lob
short ofsl,OO0 shere'll bo lots Of work
TO do.'
'Ain't that pretty high?'
Ofcourse it's considerable sum, bu,
'thar's terrible rough set over hore.
These Washoe fellows are more on the
ieut and shoot than is hoalthy. You see