The Greene County Republican. [volume] (Waynesburg, Pa.) 185?-1867, 1867-02-27

| HVe minutes dSo' M hanQlaS was
dragging poor Parson Shiply on the
ground with laret round bis neck
The preacher was most dead with chokS
ing and the horses STAMPING on him.
McKandas knows yer brlngfn in that
party Of Yankee cavalry, and he swcars
he'll cut yer heart out. Run, Bill, run
But it's too late there comm up the
lane
Whe she was a talkln | remember
ed | had but one revolver, and a load
gone out Of that. On the table there
was horn OF powder and some little
bars OF lead. | poured some powder
into my empty chamber and rammed
the lead after it by hammcring the bar.
rel on the table, and had just capped
the pistol when | heard McKandas
shout:
There's that id Yank Wild Bills
horse; les here and we'll skin him
alive J.
If | had thonght of runnln before it
war too late now, and the house was
my best holt--s sort of fortress, like
never thought should leave that room
alive
The scout stopped in his story, rose
from his seat, and slrode back and for
ward In a state of great excitement.
Il tell you what it is, Kernel he re-
sumed. after a while, \ don't mind a
scrmmage with these fclers round here.
Shoot one or two OF them and the rest
run away. But all of McKandlas's gang
were reckless, blood thIrsty devils, who
would fight as long as they had strength
TO pull a trigger. | have been in tight
places. but that's one OF the few times |
said my prayers
Surround the house and give him 70
quarter!' yelled McKandlas. When |
heard that | tclt as quiet aud cool as if |
was a'goin' to church. | looked round
the room and saw u Hawkins rifle
hangln' over the bed.
is that loaded ? said | to Mrs. Watt
I man.
Yes the poor thing whispered She
was so frightened she couldn't speak out
loud,
Are You sure?' said I, as l jumped
to the bed and caught it from its hooks.
Although my eye did not leave the door,
yet could see she nodded Yes again.
put the revolver on the bed, and lust
then McKandlas poked his nose inside
the doorway, but jumped back when he
saw me with the rifle in my hand.
Come IN here, you cowardly dog!'-
| shouted. Come in here and fight
me !
McKandlas was no coward, If he was
a bully. He jumpcl inside the room
with his gun levelled to shoot but he
was not quick enough, My rhe,ball
went through his heart He fell back
outside the house. where he was found
aferward holding tight to his rifle,
which had fallen over his head
His disappearance was followed by a
yell from his gang, and then there was
a dead silence. | put down the rifle
and the revover,and said to myself;
Only six shots and nine men to kill -
Save your powder, Bill, for the deaths
hugs comm y i don't know why it
was, Kernel, continued Bill, looking at
me inqmringly, 'but at that moment
things seemed clear and sharp. Icould
tbink strong. ....
There was few seconds of that aw-
! fitness. aud then the rulIiaDs came rush
ing in at both doors. How wild they
looked with their red. drunken faces and
inhamed eyes, shouting and cussing
! But | never aimed more deliberately in
my life.
'Ono-two-thlee--four; and four
men fell dead
THAT didn't stop tho rest. Two of
them fired their bird-guns at me And
then | felt n sting run all over me. The
room was full of smoke. Two got in
close to me, their eyes glarlng out of the
clouds One knocked down with my
! fist, You are out Of the way for awhile
| thought. The second | shot dead.
The other three clutched me and crowd
ed me onto the bed l fought hard |
broke with my hand one mans arm He
had lis fingers round my throat. Before
| could get to my feet | was struck
across the breast with the stock OF a
rifle, and I felt the blood rushing out OF
my nose and IN oulh Their | got ugly,
and l remember that l got hold OF a
knife and then it was all cloudy like,
and / was wild, and | struck savage
blows, following the devils up from one
side TO the other OF the room and into
the corners, striking aud slashug until /
knew that every one was dead
'All of sudden it seemed as if my
heart was on fire. | was bleeding every
where. | rushed out to the well and
drank from the bucket, and them tum-
bled down in faint
Breathlcss with the intense interest
with which l had followed this strange
story, all the more thrilling and weird
when its hero, seeming to live over
again the bloody events of that day,
gave way to its terrible spirit with Wild
savage gestures, | saw then--what my
scrutiny of the morning had failed to
discover--the tiger which lay concealed
ben cath the gentle exterior
You must have been hurt almost to
DEATH SAID .s.. ..0.. ...