River Falls journal. [volume] (River Falls, Pierce County, Wis.) 1872-2019, 1876-12-14
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2 Eureka MOI sentinel

From the Eureka MOI Sentinel,
A candidate for county Office was
lounging around Main street, smoking
his cigar and canvassing in his mind
the chances for and against his
election, when he was approached by
seedy-loOking stranger, who brought
him to a halt and asked
''Be you Mr.. -
THAT'S my name," replied the cam
didate.
II pose you We neYtr heern tell OF
me, hev' yer 2 asked the stranger.
Cant say that | ever enjoyed the
pleasure of your acquaintance that is,
not to my knowledge, though | may
have met you during my European
trip. | met a number of distinguish
ed individuals then perhaps you are
one of Them
"No, sir,you did not meet in YewrOp;
though | might a bin there if Id a
wanted ter. I've seen better days,
and was wealthy in my time. I'm Il
forty-niner, and hev he'd more money
than you could shake a stick at.
"Oh, button up your lip, said the
candidate, who was getting out of pa
thence, elm cold and want to so i'll the
house"
sBut one word, and my business
with you is ended-nOt my business,
but yours-it's for your own benefit
that | make the proposition.
"Wen, what's your proposition
"Now. look a here, afore we begin.
want you to know as I'm a rustler
from taw. I've got more politicle in
| dOO'nce than you've got any idee on.
| amt no striker "a cut my head off
afore I'd strike a candidate for piece;
| but must have money to spend with
| the BOYS, to keeI them in the traces,
| as il were. Your name brings up reck-
leckshuns of M childhood's days my
folks to home had hired girl of yer
name, and for the sake of early reck-
| leckshuns want to stand in for yer.
| | want to see yer 'lected, and on lee
| ton day YOU will find my brain plan
min and my good right hand eXccutln
to win for yer glorious triumph ut
| the polls. just hand me out hun
| dred dollars and I'll send in votes so
thick and last it'll make the inimy
crawl inter a kn0t-hole.
..Oh, biazes," said the candidate
Il haven't got any hundred dollars to
give up; I'm struck for coin on every
corner. You fellows must think I'm
| Flood & O'Brien.'
..Well, don't know but | might git
along with fifty" returned the man OF
influence. "Come to think on it,
guess | could manage to squeeze
through with it; but the boys is pow
erfully absorbent.
"Oh, let me alone, said the now
thoroughly irritat9d candidate. I've
| cot other uses for fifty dollars than
Giving it to an old stiff like you.
me an old stiff T. exclaimed the
rustler. Il knowed you didn't know
me; I'd scorn to be an old stiff, and II
it's any objek to you to have man OF
innoo'nce working for you among the
bows, for the insignificant sum OF
twenty-five dollars, say SO now, or see
me arrayed on the side OF the lnimy
next Tuesday =.
ooh, go off and die, " said the candi
date as he walked away and started t
enter the door of a saloon.
"Jest one minnit," said the stiff, az
he laid his hand on the candidate [;
am: yer don't know how yeri
throwin' off on yerself; I'm as dry a.
\ fish. and if a man of infloO' nee ain
with two bits with of whisky, II
like ter know what there is in thi
county that's with anything.
He 0ot the two bits.