The weekly Oskaloosa herald. [volume] (Oskaloosa, Iowa) 1855-1885, 1870-07-21

viving Shelleys ran away to Texas,
never hating till they reached the
Trinity. An agent sold their farms
and grocery, and followed with their
numerous slaves. Soon afterwards
the fact trsnspired that Ball had rob-
bed the bank of which he was cash
Ter, to the amount of one hundred
thousand dollars. ----.-
General Sanders set forth on trip
to Washington, and was heard of no
more.
A long period elapsed without any
| further incident resulting from the
| Fayetteville war, and men had almost
forgotten its horrors.
Ball and the Shelleys:had become
popular chiefs in Texas, with immense
cotton farms, and vast influence. On
the 18th of July. l849, about ten
years after the Sabbath of murders,
they were returning home with a
friend from barbecue given to Gen.
Houston, at the town of Crockett, the
day before. 1t was sunset when they
reached the right bank of the Trinl-
ty, and they waited few minutes for
the terry-man to come across from
the opposite side.
Suddenly an extraordinary appa-
ration emerged from the tangled cane,
and confronted them at the waters
edge. .... is
1t was a half naked figure, with
long beard and hair, that did not
seem to have been shorn for dozen
years the face bronzed, tho haggard
bloodshot eyes blazing with wild de-
lirious light, and the whole appear
ance of the man denoting the mad
ness of Unreasonable despair. And
yet the strange being was thoroughly
armed, his hand grasped a shot gun,
double. barrelled, and of huge cali
bre, while his large leathern belt had
Derringers and revolvers to the ex-
tent of thirty rounds. .
He spoke, and his tones were shrill
and piercing as the cry of some wild
bird of prey.
Villains, l see that you wear your
weapons it is we'll y
He said the truth the comrades
were amply provided with pistols
and knives.
what want you with US ? exclaim-
ed Ball, supposing the intruder to be
some wandering maniac.
Il want to fight, and I mean to
fight you all three, replied the strang-
er.
I'm the devils name who are your
cried Bill Shelley, as an appalling
memory flashed across his soul.
81 am the wild man of the woods,
who was Albert Willis = shriekcd the
stranger, and the three guilty COM
rades started as if they had been
struck by thunderbolt.
Bill recovered first.
You have every advantage
glancing at the others shot gun, both
It's hammers ct full cock.
Willis replied mourntully-
Il killed your brother Alf, and
Coulter and Leeper and Sanders, in
a fair fight, and so will kill you all p
he shouted with hoarse chuckle, as
he tossed his gun into the river and
drew Colts patent murderer.
There followed a deafening roar,
and Ball dropped to the earth
corpse. Then came another, like a
double explosion of lightning, and
the younger Shelley went to his long
home. Then two awful detonations
burst at once, and both fell at the
same instant, still not dead. Bleed
ing, almost expiring, their hatred
nevertheless seemed immortal. Mus
tering all their dying energies, with
glazing eyeballs and gnashing teeth,
they crawled forward like two man.
gled snakes, till they met, and each
buried his bowie-k knife up to the hilt
in the others bosom.
Such were the final consequences
of the Sabbath of Murders" the
last battle Of the Fayetteville war"