Nashville union and American. [volume] (Nashville, Tenn.) 1868-1875, 1871-02-14

ment won't protect us, and won't allow
the State Government to do it. Instead
of protecting US, they arm, feed and
clothe our enemies, and do more, they
protect them, ard won't allow the men
they send here, as they say, to protect us,
to take an Indian scalp. What kind of
protection is this, and / may ask what
kind of Government is thisi But
know too well already, and therefore need
say no more on the subject.
On the night of the I'd of November,
1870, party of nine or more lu-
dams assaulted and brutally put to
death two women ano three chill
| dren; also wounded four more chill
dren. 1t seems that the father and
mother had left home on q trading tour
During his absence a small party OF
| Indians went to his house for the purpose
of stealing horses, and finding out by
some means or other that there was no
man on the place concluded to murder
the defenseless women and children. In
order to carry out their hellish de-
signs. they proceeded to the win
dow. and after tearing away the thin
board that was nailed up as a
protection against the north winds,
they opened the terrible drama by
shooting a widow lady, Mrs. Paschal
(Who was at the house at the time on a
VISIT full of arrows. After killing Mrs.
Psschal, the cowardly murderers pounced
upon old Mrs. Keenan,, the lady of the
house, as their next victim. They first
knocked her down with club, and then
shot her four or five times with arrows.
Thinking that she was dead, they tore off
her scalp and left her for dead. But she
fingered twelve days, and was perfectly
sensible to the last. They next pro-
ceeded to put to death little grl ten
years of age and little hey of nine.
The little boy was torn limb from limb,
and his body scattered about over the
yard. After killing two OF Mrs. Keenan's
children, they went to the bed and took
Mrs. Paschal's little girl out and beat her
brains out against the wall. One brave
little boy, In trying to quiet his little
brother, was discovered himself and
dragged out of bed. After being pierced
with a dozen wounds, he sprang
through the open window and made his
escape into the forest, where he remained
until the savages left, when he made his
way back to the house and rendered
what aid his feeble strength would allow
to the suffering ones until daylight, when
he crept on his hands and knees to the
nearest house and acquainted them with
the sad affair. The neighbors soon gather
ed, and did what they could to relieve the
wounded sDd dispose of the dead.
1t was q sad sight TO witness, and one
that will be remembered even to my dy-
ing day. Laying in the doorway was a
mother mortslly wounded, and by her
side her murdered child, daughter of
ten summers. Just little further, in
front of the fire, was little boy MORALLY
wounded nursing his little sister, an in
FAINT hardly six months old. Yes it was q
sad sight and one that / never wish to
witness again. I could mention hundreds
of Just such instances had the time and
space, and yet they say our poor frontier
people are protected. Just one hundred
yards from the house where the once hsp-
Ply family lived there is spot of earth;
in that spot repose, in quiet slumber, two
women and three children, Io more to be
aroused by the terrible war whooT.
'tPeGce to their ashes" On the
25th day of December, 1870, a party
of men numbering eighty proceeded
to the spot where those dear ones were
lying, and vowed that they should be
avenged. Those men were Texas ran
gers. Their psssward is 'rNo quarter. A"
They ask none; neither do they show
any. Woe be unto the red man that
crosses their path. TEXAS RANGER.