Fayetteville observer. [volume] (Fayetteville, Tenn.) 1850-1966, 1854-06-01

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Of Ball aud he three ConIters, Will
Alf Shelley, STOPPING down, graspe,
him by the legs: Leeper pushed th,
muzzle Of b is pistol against his vic
tins head Ind pulled the trigger
but for the e rst time it failed to fire
IIol for q bother eapt shouted th,
ballled assas4 in furiously.
Aud Mr.. Sheriff Peasants coolly
felt ii his pd cket, and presented tht
murderer wi h fresh one.
In the nlo hntime, Wagnon, seeing
4 the asand G chances against him, puI
his irh hmense strength into one mighty
effort and sh liking off his foes, spraIig
out Of the door, and truly ran for bis
life.
H@ was the 1eetest foot-racer in
the y slIley Of the Mississippi; bat he
qutdia himI Ielf that day. 1t was
more like fly ing than pu nuing, while
the dozen en- bmies gave mad chase in
the rear / Wenty pistols were fired
at his back. The sferiI IF en- lptied a
six-bafrelled revolver, i nd General
Sanders let off his dou ble-l -liarrelled
shotgun. For seconds it was one
continuous roar Bullet and leaden
slugs Gew like hail On otkilled
a colored woman drawing water at
the public well; another pierced the
glass window OF the court house, and
broke a man S arm withI Ia three feet
of the minister. just reading his
text; and a third put out the eye of
a babe on the bosom of its. mother.
1.-THE distance of two hundred yards
But Tom Wagnon still escaped TN
hut, ;lld left his pursuers far be-
hind.
Never mind, I'll catch him. cried
Bill Shelley, as pistol in hand he IN
hitcheG = horse that happened to be
in the way, and thrust his foot in the
stirrup to mou nt
But that moment, John Curry, a
bToiher-ih-law of Wagnon's, rushed
irem the court house, and seiziug the
the horses briqle, he said
For C,nd's sake Shellevl snare
Toms life
Shelley thru ST his pistol hgafnst
Curry 5 side, and discharged its load
Of lead and fire into his heart.
TIE latter, without a groan,
dropped to the earth a corpse.
You have killed him. cried Lo,
renzo D. Pollock, ope Of Curry's
friends, in a voice Of despair.
Yes, and l will kill yop,' ex-
claimed Shelley, with the di storted
Of a demon as he un,
shoathed his bowie knife, and assault
I'd the unarmed man, whom he in
,tantly hewed dow b in his tra ackS. /
Wagnon, also, ia his fight, had !
the inI ploring voice OIL
Curry, and turned in time to. see,
lim fall. Then, ell ther distracted by I
lie horrors of his Situation, or sup
Dosing that the tiger men were al
eady sufficiently gorgel II with blood,
lie ventured to come back and throw
imseli' on his knees by the d cad
ody of his sisters hu4 band. +,
Fatal to him was the act. Rip
~ Shelley knocked him down With
fragment of stol b, and the
uman-devil, Bill, deliR Rerately lifted
p his arm, as he lay unconscious t
p the ground, and plunged the lo ong,
littering knife up to the hilt in the !
Eat of lie
Then suddenly broke on the Sab
ath air.tw6 shrieks-two wild, wall {
e cries Of unutterable anguish as G
lie young wife of Curry and The a
eautiful betrothed of Wagnon bur t
ed from the courthouse, where they a
al been tending divine service, and !,
Il swoontng on the corpses Of hus e
ind and lover. a
The sorrow and frenzied despair of r
le bereaved females heightened to a
adnesslthe horror Of the drama / t
he dari-eyed girl Of the raven s
esses, ana the oriental style of tp
.auty, elung, as it were, in dying Il
nvuIsions, to the bosom of her d
yer, kissed bis cold lips, and str5ye
staunch the red current that |as b
saing from his side. She spoke h
II, she uttered not even low moan,I b
IT gazed on with stony eyes, | ike p
le one oppressed with a spect raj Fl
cam. Alas! tonight she was to-. Il
ye been his bride! Poor Irdne ffr
ills! isl
Far different was the action of the Il
her-+that queenly woman with the as