The Carolina Spartan. [volume] (Spartanburg, S.C.) 1852-1896, 1861-03-07
NO. So,
A Thrilling Narrative.

The story Of the horrible tres.tp,ent in. )
fiieted in Parker county, Texas, by bSsj
OF savages, on the person OF the iit-fssad
Mrs. Sherman, has already been old bat
the following narrative Vt her sufferings,
from the pen Of her sister, Mrs. s. p. Mar.
tin. is narrowing, 1t vas written 20 the !,
brother Of both sisters, who resides IL Paw.
ettcvilie, Fayc,tc county. Texas. The let-.
ter is dated L rkcr couaty, Dee II, 1860
My DEAR BROTHER: The Indians have
again con G down upon Cs numbering ouf
dear sister Martha A Sherman. Hsx fats
and sufferings are too horrible to rclste-a
thought Of the affair sinks my soul into
despair, aud you see that these lines are
nearly oblitcratcd BY tears. T., sieken and
die by the ordinary circumstances of Prov
'deucc, Is bat m9dcratc suferipg~tnt 70
suffer the thou,4n \, II dying qua
at the hands of the pi:ilcss savage, nel3
the heart to contemplate.
The Indians went to Mr.. Sher,nan's
house, s!,o K hands with all and asked for
something to eat. 1t was dinner time, and
they gave the Indians the table They
ate, and then ordered Nc. 8. to iesyc IL .
hoisc. He did So taking With hjw his
wife and three little children. They had
go off some five or six hundred yards.
when the Indians overlook them sister
Vas GA. rcd back to the house by thtm.
| alone, leaving Mr.. s. and the chiidrsr.
he heartIcss wrctches here began their
brutal outrages, whipping her all the way
10 the housr, over the face and head, With
their whips. After REACHING tie houss,
! they took from it cyeSy article Of value,
even to the bcdclOthing ;sthen took poor,
| sister ty the bair of ud4Read, one of the
brutes on either side of her dragging her
! along, still beating and whipping he-. They
even stuck pins nzher flesh, and tortured
her ia every possible manner; finally took
oil her clothing, continuing to whip her,
I'LL nature exhausted, she sank under the
burden o relentless cru lty. They then
,calPed her, taking off every strand Ct Asr
dear hair, leaving the skull bone bare.
And t! en-, to cap the climax, they shot her
through the shoulder, leaving her, as they
thought, to die struggling in her own litcs
! blood. Here she was found BY her has-
oand, trying to dag her almost ifelcss
| body TO u mud-holc Of water near by In
thIs mansled state she lived four days. sufi
,crmy more than language can describe.
oh plying heaven. grant that it may
ntyer be my lot again to weep over such
another sceae. Mother and brother were
with her in her dying Roments. Notw,,h,
'tand'ng the severity of her treatment, she
was seus,blc to everything that passed. NJ
dear brother, can you stand this, and not
resent the wrongs perpctraied upon your
own sisterl Can you see those three little
Children and not pursue Their mothers
murdc crs! Can you sec her scalp ia ths
hands OF those savage brutes. aud pat rcs-
cue II though it costs you your life? Can
you ever sleep while rcmcm. ering her
cries with uplIt;cd hands, invoking tho
"a her Of mcrcics to spare her life as size
was struck down by the club Of the black
hearted wolves? No. never! never!
| The brother to whom this lcttnr I.s
written is now (tke Galveston News und IT.
stlud,) On the frontier, determined to
| ,venge his unfortunate sisters wronS aad
death. %