Rensselaer Republican, Volume 12, Number 50, Rensselaer, Jasper County, 3 September 1880 — The Story of That Affidavit. [ARTICLE]

The Story of That Affidavit.

When honest means fail to beat a man, rascals always are ready for some other plan. This waa the dia ease that the Democrats bad, when ’gainst Powell they tried to find some truth that was bad. At Rem* ington they met in solemn conclave, In headquarters at one of the aaloons we soppoae. This we judge from tne appearance on tneir faces of the rose which from what we have heard in childhood we think, is cansed by imbibing too much of the drink that inebriates and makes out of men otter fools who in the hands of villians and tricksters become tools. And with heeds close to gethor they then tried to see it they could not on a diabolical plan agree, and one onto tbe other said; "Let’s slyly workor wearedead. The‘rep’ of Powell is beyond a douot, and men all over the county have found it out. Destroy this ‘rep*, we must and'oan.” For tbis-self-appointed—-one Rich was the man. And now it happened (jnst how we don’t care) that Veres the Kentuckian waa at the Remington fair. Bill, on the alert and full(?) of pluck(?), seeing Wesley Veres, said, “now ain’t I in in luck!” Some time ago —no matter why, John Powell struck me a whack in the eye. To be revenged on thie l*m bent. Honor, manhood are not worth a continental cent. Wei Veres ’ll not scruple to make affidavit, to what 4 ask—Gad—l’id bound I’ll have it. So quick to Wes his steps he bent. AmPVeres he informed why he was sent. Said he to Veres yon know that John a dishonest mission was □ ever on, but he’s Republican candidate for sheriff yon see, and that ’ll never do fur we. To ruin this wan ’ll be worth n Nickel. For straight out truth I don’t give a pickle. “Make affidavit Wesley,” he lovingly raid. “That John in a trade always tried to keep ahead.” credulous public ’twill ruin his case, as a candidate for any important public piace. Now Wesley in Kentucky had lived long enough to engage in the game and was right up to snuff. To William he said I’ll make the affidavit, provided you faithfully promise to save it, and in public refrain from showing to the boys t’ill I return safe to the sta'e of Illinois. And so by a notary the paper was made, all ready for use in the beautiful shade of the Remington fair where all the boys, had met to have eliuck-a-luck and horseracing joys. Bill in thirst for revenge now eagerly displayed the crooked affidavit that Veres had just made. And not over cautious to whom he then spoke, to a friend of John Powell’s he privately broke the ne.vs and to this man he cunningly said, while a wolfish Emile played o’er the front of his head, I’ve got something now John Powell will find, that’ll make him in the rear fall badly behind. And Erwin the cattle buyer will keep it a goin, for a deputyship be baa a bope that’s a growin. But contrary to tbe plan of these eute little fellows, they find that some one ’gainst this right ont Bellows. At this much dismayed Riob began to be afraid. And that John would keep quiet he earnestly prayed. But John’s answer was “no” to old Nick you may go. The paper traveled on as it's doing to-day. And John will not endeavor to check its vile way. For to (hose who first gave this low thing ita life. It wll( Ere long return and array them in strife among their own discordant selves, and lay them forever on high, dry shelves. _ This is the story of the affidavit not probably as intended by Rich .and Go.- But tbe complete hietoty to the present writing notwithstanding.