The Indianapolis journal. [volume] (Indianapolis [Ind.]) 1867-1904, 1886-11-02
FEATURES OF THE CONTEST.

A Greatly Wronged Man Who Has Good
Reasons for Not Voting for Sullivan.
In back room in the second story of No. 70
South Mississippi street lives a man who will
not vote for John E. Sullivan. However, if he
is able to be moved at all. he will get to the polls
somehow and cast vote against the Democratic
candidate for county clerk. "All my troubles
began with John E. Sullivan" said this man.
whose name is W. G. Jones. whom the reporter
found propped up in a rocking chair, his wife
waiting upon him.
''You see" continued Mr. Jones, as he re-
moved damp cloth which he held to his left
eye, 'the sight of this eye is entirely gone Dr.
Thompson, the oculist, thinks he can save the
ball of the eye, but is by no means certain. AS
l said all my troubles begin with Sullivan. If
Sullivan had paid me what he owed me for my
potatoes l would now be sound and we'll, instead
OF the MANNED and helpless sufferer I am.
but asked the payment of just debt, and John
e. Sullivan, John Ferriter, Tom O'Nel and
Jerry Sullivan all fell upon me in the fight that
followed. That was the first fight ever had in
my life. It was on my thirty ninth birthday,
Aug. q. don't think I'll ever forget the day.
II don't think you will" said the wife;
neither will l. 1t was the beginning of all our
trouble"
II was taken to the station house." said Mr..
Jones' "a place l was never in before Mr. Sui
Ivan was dealt with in more kindly way.
don't know where he was taken, but it wasn't to
the city prison. was very badly hurt-I had
been kicked and beaten until I was bruised all
over. My most serious hurt was just over my
kidneys. That part of my body was black and
blue.
81 was not over my injuries when I went to
work. during the State fair. to drive an express
wagon. On the I'd day of August while driving
along Illinois street, midway between Georgia
street and the north end of the tunnel entrance,
| was struck in the eye with stone / think it
was stone, but could not see what it was My
wife and Isaac Sedan we're with me in the wag
on. was hauling passengers to the State fair
gro unds. l do not know who threw the missile
that struck me and destroyed the sight of my
eye, but haven't enemy that know of in
the world except Mr.. Sullivan and those who
beat me that 9th day of August. l cannot
prove who struck me. There were many persons
in the street. and my wife and Mr.. Sedan were
too excited to take notice
"Mr. Joness last misfortune, said Mrs. Jones,
has left US IL bad shape for the winter. l was
making sixty seven cents a day, but when his
eve struck had to give up my work in or
der to nurse and care for him. He has suffered
a great deal and requires constant attention"
The room was neat and clean, the wife tidy,
but everything spoke plainly of pinching econ
omy Mr.. Jones wears upon his breast the badge
or the Grano Army oil the Republic being vet
eran of the Seventeenth Illinois Cavalry, Com
pany E. He is member of the G. A. r. post at
West Newton, this county. He has judgment
against Sullivan for $27, the potato bill, which
Sullivan has stayed to keep this poor man out
of money he so badly needs. Mr.. Jones
has also entered suit for $1,000 for damages, by
reason of the fight in which four men cowardly
fell upon one and brutaly kicked and beat him.
The loss of his eye can bring no damages. The
miscreant who threw the stone escaped and
unless some one of his confederates informs
upon him, will never be known.