The Anderson intelligencer. [volume] (Anderson Court House, S.C.) 1860-1914, 1872-04-25
The Murder of the Innocents.

No community, however moral OF religious, or
we'll governed in its municipal department. but
NAV expect to be startled out of its wits, espe-
cially in the anomalous time in which we live.
We have no Tess than six churches in this
blessed town of Newbcrry, all of which are
spiritually taken care of by good men and true F;
we have an Intcndant and Wardens OF charac-
ter and intelligence, and municipal laws enough
for town of its size besides which we have
United States Marshals and Constables sutil-
cient to frighten the souls oat OF men, women
and children, and keep down any appearance
of disorder or crime. In fact, the people OF this
community are peculiar people, and are well
guarded and looked after, and yet occasionally
there will crop out something not dreamed of.
The severity of the winter and backward spring
kept nearly every kind of crop down besides,
and politically and agriculturally we have been
able to do but little. The animal kingdom too
has been quiet-thc beef market showing the
poorest bluest meat-the birds OF the air and
the fowls on their nests have done but little
also, and yet sometimes we hear of things
which we little expected. Just so was 1t few
mornings since, we heard cry-it was pecu-
liar cry0a young, feeble cry, but one which we
scarcely failed to recognize-all married men
having families and children soon become IA
miliar to the sound of this cry, and can tell it
among variety of other sounds. we heard
it. It did not increase in volume, it was too
Young for that, and rather grew weaker and
feebler for lack of strength, but the first sound
was sufficient. We followed it up and saw
oh-and strange to say not an officer of any
kind was about-yes, we saw an old citizen OF
this town, member of the Methodist church,
with curly locks, father of an interesting
family-one of whom married not long since,
under favorable circumstances, and IS living IN
the fear of God, and the blessed hope that the
present political troubles may soon be ended,
and we all shall be permitted to dwell peacea-
bly, under the vines and fig trees of our own
planting. Yes, we saw this man, and the cry
came from under his arm it was hard to be
lieve, but truth is stranger than fiction; this
old, respected citizen, upon whose head the
frosts of sixty winters had fallen, and not
grey hair is yet visible, after an early breakfast
took stand, and meeting colored man, and
here is the strange part, where were the United
States Marshals all this time he met this col
ored man, one of class of citizens for whose
welfare and happiness the government has al
most made portion Of the people bankrupt,
and stopped him on the highway, and proceed
ed to-oh, for strength and ability to go on
with this tale. The white man had money and
the darkey none, but he had that which he
priced as much, three little chickens, and he
was persuaded to part with them. And this is
what we saw, this old white citizen, with these
little unfedged chicks, going towards home
his hungry appetite callous to their tender
cries. It was cruel. Those were the first
which have been brought in. We understand
that foul murder was committed on these limo.
cents, and that the citizen who did the deed
shows no compunction of conscience, and is
still at large.-Neo6erry Herald.