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A HOT TIMEWas Had on the Square Last Saturday Even* log.- Officials do Not Interfere.There was a hot time on the public square last tsaturdav evening, remind* ing the older residents of ye long ago, when boats plied up and down the old Wabash and Erie canal, money was plenty and whisky HI:wed like water.For some reason, known to himself, perhaps, Amel Franklin had it in for Jake Watson, and happening run across Jake on the north side of square he rushed up and grabbing him shook him much after the manner of a cat shaking a rat. Watson shook himself free from Amel’s grasp and was preparing to swing in an upper rut when Amel drew an ugly looking knife and attempted to whittle a slice off of Jake's shapely form. Jake wasn't read v to preside at a funeral so he just got out of that. He went into MeComas \ Sullivan's grocery to transact some business when Amel followed again grabbing him. A clerk then interfered and ordered Atnel to leave the room. Jake soon after in company with his sister started to cross the street when he was again attacked by Amel, who still had the knife in his hand. Watson hit him on the side of the face with a dornick but didn’t do much damage. At this point the marshal took Frank I ing away from Watson's immediate neighborhood, the deputy prosecuting attorney having hunted the official up and informed him of the sport that was being sported a few yards away.Then Walt Metiinnes who had tanked up to tlm overflow point, began to paw the earth and saw the air. He was just aching to whip somebody, no matter who so long of his thirst for gore was quenched. He at last became so offensive that Fat McMahon felt it to be hM duty to chastise the youngster, which duty he proceeded to perform in the most artistic and approved manner, putting Walt to sleep while he waited. Walt was then lug ged off to jail.Soon after this little affair had taken place Amel Franklin again commencedto champ the bits, and when his brother Albert attempted to soothe him lie became quite rude and sassy and for a time the air in that immediate vicinity was of an indigo blue and cuss words bumped up against each other in the gloom, but it began with wind and ended with more wind, “nary a blow being struck ” Hut my. what a hot time m the old town.
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Covington Republican
Covington, Indiana, US
Fri, Apr 26, 1901
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