The dollar weekly bulletin. [volume] (Maysville, Ky.) 1862-1864, 1862-09-18
NUMBER 13

Negro Burned to Death--Rape and
Murder of Child.
we learn by passenger on the steam
boat Soline. who was engaged in the search
ior' and present at the finding of, the mur-
dered body mentioned below, the following
details, rarely eqnaled in horror and atroci-
ty: Mrs. Bradley is a widow, residing at
the loot OF "Clarke's Towhead," near WAL
nut Bend, IN Phillips county, Arkansas
She had one child, sweet, pleasing Girl
OF nine years Of age. On Wednesday af.
ternoon last she heard the child calling to
her in an alarmed voice. and fastening to
the door, saw movement among the
bush es of some distance, whence the screams
and cries issued. It was some little time
before aid could be procured and search
made, but it become evident that the ch lid
had been carried off, and investigation
showed that the guilty party was a negro
youth of nineteen years of age, slave of
Mr.: John Ashley, living in the same neigh
borhood. Next day the negro was found,
but he utterly refused TO tell what he had
done with the child. Whipping and other
punishment could only get from him an ac-
knowledgment that he had left the little
girl in the woods, but where or in what con-
dition be declared again and again no power
on earth should compel him to tell. On
Thursday and Friday the search was con-
tinued. The negro was taken along, aud
chastlsed at intervals. but be still persisted
In his refusal to make any rsvelation. On
Saturday the party. again taking the negro
with them, resumed their search. While
so engaged they met band of guerrillas, to
whom they revealed the particulars of the
loss Of the unfortunate child.
The guerrilas were fired with Indignation;
and swore vepgence to the utmost extreme
against the negro. They bound him to
tree. and proceeded to pile wood around him.
he told them the child was dead; he had vio-
lated and killed her, and her body lay in a
certain spot they had several times passed
in the search. 1t was between two cotton
wood trees. and covered thickly over with
brush. This revelation made, the wood
was fired and the negro was burned to death.
The body Of the little girl was found at the
Indicated. 1t presented horrible appear
ance. There was wound in the forehead,
apparently from blow. On the arms and
various parts of the body were dark bruises,
showing where the negro had violently held
her in her vain struggles against his hellish
attempts. Dark marks on the throat show.
ed that she had been put to death by chok-
not state on paper; all that fiends could i'm
agine of barbarity, cruelty and hellish viii
lainy were apparent there. The excitement
IN the neghborhoo is extreme, and the fate
of the negro is onounced to be only Just.
TAIL HOLT BETTER THAN NO HoLT.-rhe
following laughable affair is from a book
entitled Fishers River Scenes and Charac-
ters. The incident is located in North Car
t. sct h. 6
yer Stanley who was taken captive by wild
Injuns.' After some consideration, they
put him into an empty oil barrel aud head
ed him up. leaving the bunghole open, that
he might be longer dying. The prisoner re-
lates portion of his experience in this wise:
L determined to get out'n that or bust
trace; and so pounded away with my fist
till beat it into nearly a jelly, at the end
of the bar'l; but it were no go. Then but
ted spell with my poggin, but l had no
purchase like old rams have when they butt;
fur, you know, they back ever so far when
they make tilt. So caved in. m ade my
last will and testament, and virtually gave
up the ghost. 1t wur mighty serious time
with me, to be sure. While I were lying
there. balancing accounts with t'other world,
and afore had all my fggers made out to
see how things 'ud stand, I heard suthin'
scram bulating in the leaves, and snortip.'
every whipstitch like he smelt suthin' he
didn't aczactIy like. lay as still as SAL
and thought, may be th ere's chance
fur Stanley yit. So the critter whatever it
mout be, KEEP moseyin' round the bar'l.
Last he cam to the bunghole, put his nose
in, SIN cit mighty perticuler, and gin mon
strous loud snort. 1 holt what little breath
l had to keep the critter from snielin' the
intarnals ov that bar'l I soon seen it was
a bar of the woods-the big king bar of the
woods, who had lived thar from time immor-
iver amt dead yit. Jist then, he put his
black paw in jist as fur as he could, and
scrabbed about to make 'scovery. The
first tho't had was to nab his paw, as
drowudin' man will ketch at straw: but
l soon seen that wouldn't do, for you see he
couldn't then travel. So I jist waited
spell with great fatterbation Of mind. Tho
next move be made was to put his tail in
at the bunghole ov the bar'l to test inards.
1 seen that were my time to mark my Jack;
so seized my holt. and shouted at the top
ov my voice:
''Charge, Chester. charged
On, Stanley, on!''
And the bar he put, and 1 knowed tall holt
were better than no holt; and so we "ent'
bar'l and all, the bar full speed. Now, my
hope were that tho bar would 1nmp over some
pressepiss, brak the barl all to shiveratlons.
and liberate me from my nasty, stinkin' lily
prison. and sure 'nuff, the bar at full speed
Ieaped over catterack Jffty toothigh; Down
we went together in pile, cowhallop. on
bio rock. Dustin the bar'l and nearly shak;n'
nv gizzard ou't me. let go my tail-holt
had no more use for it-and away went the
bar like a whiriygust ov woodpeckers were
afterit. I've never seen nor heard from that
bar since, but he has my best wishes for his
present and future welfare.
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