Camden journal. [volume] (Camden, South-Carolina) 1852-1852, 1852-04-27
QUaker'S Revenge.

Obadiah Lawson and Watt Dood were neigh
bors that is, they lived within half a mile of
each other, and no person lived between their
respective farms, which would have joined, had
not little strip of prairie land extended itself
sufficiently to keep them separated: Dood was
the oldest settler, and from his youth up had en-
tertaincd singular hatred against Quakers !;
therefore when he was informed that Lawson, a
chased the next farm to his, he declared he would
make him glad to move away again. Accord
ingly, system of petty annoyances was COM
menced by him; and every time one of Lawson's
hogs CHANGED to stray upon Doods place, he was
beset by men and dogs, and most savagely abused
Things progressed thus for nearly a. year and the
Quaker, man of decidedly peace principles
appeared in no wayto resent the injuries re-
ceiyed at the hands of his spiteful neghbor.
But matters were drawing to crisis for Dood,
more cnraged than ever at the quiet of Obadiah,
made oath that he would do something before
long to wake up the spunk of Lawson. Chance
favored his design. The Quaker had high
blooded flly, which he had been very careful
in raising, and which was just four years old.
Lawson took great pride in this animal. and had
refused n large sum of money for her.
One evening, Il little after suudown, as Watt
Dood was passing round his corn field he dis
covered the illy in the little strip of prairie land
that separated the two farms and he conceived
the hellish design of throwing two or three rails
of his fence, that the horse might get into his
corn during the night. He did so, and the next
morning, bright and carly, lie shouldered his rifle
and left the house. Not long after his absence,
hired man whom he had recently employed,
heard the echo of his gun, and, in few minutes
considerably excited and out of BREATH came
hurrving to the house, where he stated that he
had shot at, and wounded a buck; that the deer
had attacked him, and he hardly escaped with
his life
This story was credited by all but the newly
employed hand, who had takcna dislike to Watt,
and from his manner Judged that something was
wrong. He therefore slipped quietly away from
the house, and going through the field in the
direction of the shot, he suddenly came upon
Lawson's tlly, stretched upon the earth, with
bullet hole through the head, from which the
warm blood was still oozing.
The animal was warm, and could not have
been killed an hour. lie hastencd back to the
dwelling of Dood, who met him in the yard,
and demanded somewhat roughly, where he had
been.
"I've been to see if Your bullet made sure
work of Mr.. Lawsons tilly," WAS the instant re-
tort
Watt paled for moment, but collecting him.
self, he tercely shouted
"Do You dare to say killed her."
GLOW d., YOU know she is dead!" said the
man.
Dood bit his lip, he,tated moment, and
then turning walked into the house.
A couple Of days passed by, and the morning
of the third one had broken, as the hired man
met friend Lawson, riding in search OF his fllly.
a few words of explanation ensued, when
with heavy heart, the Quaker turned his horse
and rode home, where he informed the people Of
the fate of his flly. No threat of recrimination
escaped him; he he did not even goto recover
damages he calmly awaited his plan and hour
of revenge 1t came at last,
Watt Dood had Durham heier, for which
he had paid heavy price, and upon which he
counted to make great gains.
One morning, just rs Obadiah was sitting down,
his oldest son came in with the information that
neighbor Dood's hcter had broken down the
fence, entered the yard, and after eating most Of
the cabbage had tramped the well-made beds,
and the vegetables they contained out of all
shape, mischief impossible to repair.
"And what did thee do with her. Jacob" qul-
etlv asked Obadiah.
81 put her in the faru,-yard."