Anti-slavery bugle. [volume] (New-Lisbon, Ohio) 1845-1861, 1859-08-27
TIE TORTURE IN MISSOURI.

Our Southern brethren not only preserve the
good old custom Of burning people alive, but the
torture, that ingenious method of examining wit
nesses, and arriving at the truth, is retained
among them. In the experience of DR.. Doy, rec.
emily rescued from the St. Joseph Jail, is the fol-
lowing incident, related to a correspondent of the
New York Tribune:
"a negro had been caught somewhere and was
brought to Jail. Negroes are confued in the low.
or part, and communication could be had through
o hole for a stove pipe. Through this DR.. boy
learned from the captive that he was n free man,
and had been born in the State of Illinois. lie
had-has-80 acres of land, With some improve.
monts near Aurora, Illinois. lie had come to
Kansas to look at it, expecting to locate there. aud
on his return was seized by the Missouri thieves
and hurried to the county Jail. The day after his
arrival he was taken out, stripped and tied to a
post. The iron whip, with its sharp knife edges
and dagger points, was produced. The Sheriff OF
his deputy, and other legal parties were present,
The unfortunate negro was asked where his mas
ter lived, and what tina: masters name was, and
when he ran away. In vain did the poor fellow
tell his story. 1t was received with oatbs and
abuse. and he was told THAT kind of style would
not do" while the Instrument OF torture was%Spr
piled ferociously to his naked back. Blood ssrtAd
from the wounds, and the victim writbeS ans
shrieked in his agony. At last there was a ceeja
ltion, and the question:
! 7 a'"Well tell US who's your master, and when yor
ran away"
Il told you I never had a master. I was borr
in Illinois. l am Free"
'Oh, d-m you, we have heard such stories q,
that before. Give it to him Tom, till he confesses.'
Again the horrid scene was renewed. 1t was in
the Jail court-in the precincts of justice, and the
prisoners through the CRATES could witness it. In
agony the %writhing victim cried for thtm to tel
him what they wanted.
The questions were repeated, but the immediate
horrors being respited a little the trembling, blce.
ding victim hesitated to repeat words that would
consign him to a fate even more horrible than
death. Again a torrent of profanity was poured
on him. He fallen down, as the cords had been
somewhat loosened.
Put him up ! put him up! we'll bring him to
yet !" and the poor, crushed victim was made to
writhe under the borrid torture. At last, almos,
too faint to shrek, bleeding and weak, the execu.
ton was once more stopped, and questions asked.
who's your master ?"
"Oh, anybody you like"
"Well, was it Mr.. Brown"
"Yes, yes"
"Of Culpepper County, Virginia."
"Well, just as you like; dom, know any coun
ties in Virginia l never was there"
"What!"
Eyes, yes" cried the trembling victim, 'thaI
was the county-Virginia."
"And it is rather more than six months since
you ran away from him 2"
"Yes, yes-ob, yes" and the shrinking man
without a hope in all the world of despotisn
around him, let his head ia. forward on hi,
breast, and his agony broke in tears and sobs.
You have got oil that noted down ?" said one
of the officiating Williams to the sheriff.
Eyes: all right"
The victim was unfastened and led away. Il
was nearly two weeks before his WOUNDS were
well enough for him TO travel, and then he was ia.
ken away. WHEREi"