Yorkville enquirer. [volume] (Yorkville, S.C.) 1855-2006, 1881-10-20
"What do you know about Jones dog ?"


"What do you know about Jones' dog p
inquired Mike.
Don't know nothin' bout Jones dog, mol
nobody else's dog-never take notis to dogs
amt no kind of dog man, no howl
it had bin a hos, now, I'd been at home-then
I could er spread myself like an eagle-but
dogs amt nothin' on that. Can't do you
any good, Squire-no use." And Sim left the
stand.
Mrs. Cupepper was introduced.
"She didn't know much about dogs, nuth.
er but she guessed she knowed the Pixies,
and if any Of them critters was going to be
sworn on this ERE trial-(Here old Pike
screamed out, take care old 'oman-have you
iugged up. fust thing you know. Better mind
your p's and q's.') Mrs. Culpepper rather
tho't she knowed what she knowed and
she should say it, too, if Beelzebub stood
at the door. No Pike could scare her
she warn't afeard of hull army of 'em,
not she-so he could jist stop his yelling
at her while she was swearin' and she
would say that if any enc of them ere Pixies
we're goin' to be sworn, she was OIL hand for
'em-loaded"
Mike inquired what she knew about the
dog; . -, ILL.,,
that, and can't swear bout the dog ! She
was Pike witness and if she was wanted,
they would find her thar, every time.
Many more witnesses we're sworn, but they
did not throw any ray of light on the case.
At last, rough, knotty.looking specimen of
humanity was called, known as Bill Weevil.
His hands were in his breeches pockets, his
mouth full of tobacco, his hair in confusion,
and he occasionally hitched up his pantaloons
that had worked down so far that his shirt
had bulged out between them and his vest.
After the reward of ten dollars had become
public, Bill had managed to get his name on
the subpoena as witness; for he knew that
be was the man to carry off the succors'-to
use his language-when he was first informed
of the tempting bait set before him.
Bill came on with confident swagger, was
sworn, and took his seat, revolving his quid
rapidly around his mouth.
Mike Briar wanted to know if he knew
anything about that dog.
II should-rather- -think-I did," answer
ed Weevil, slowly and deliberately, looking
at the ceiling, and stretching out his feet full
length.
"Out with it." continued Mike.
"He was shot," said Weevil.
"Know'd that afore,' said Mike. "Who
shot him?"
Bill thought moment esquire" said he,
at last, "that is sorter leadin' question
don't know bout answerin'."
you're safe!" said Bumbleton "ten dol
lars reward, and general release of all &C.
ton against you."
"Jest so" replied Bill. "Money on hand,
Squirrel"
'"All on deposit, and gold at that"
"Who-s -the-dog? muttered Bill,
slowly. "Jest let me see that ere money, and
that other whatdo.you call it,"
Squire Bumbleton put the paper and the
money into the hands Of the witness.
"Who shot that dog?" muttered Bill again.
"Yes," roared dozen. "Out with it-tell
or say you can't"
"Wal," said Bill, IT shot him !'
The whole courtroom was in an uproar in
a moment-the Hoscraft faction screaming at
the top of their lungs, the Joneses swearing,
Mike Briar sitting halfparalyzed, old Dot.
and.go.one stamping with his wooden leg,
and Squire Bumbleton grunting and scratch.
ing his head in the midst of which Bill
Weevil "shot the pit" with his ten dollars and
release of all actions.
But it is a question to-day whether Bill
Weevil shot Jones' dog or not