The Fairfield herald. [volume] (Winnsboro, S.C.) 1849-1876, 1872-05-08
Only a Rebel Fisherman.

tho Amerlcan people with uiarvellou
patience. Hear this story that j.
now two weeks old. It is the simple
story Of a poor aged fisherman--bu'
therc lc tr"s5Iy, In L., and bitter
tears. and holy wrath The simpL
tale Of old Galilec's Fishermen in tn.
wondrous days Of the Lord Christ still
fires the pious imagination and melts
|! the moral heart. We mean to draw
no impious similitude, but to tell the
unvarniShcd story Of u murdered man
whose eSks had whitened in the long
and useful toll Of his s.mplc Draft.
Out beyond Spartauburg, towards
the North Carol,na line, ou one of the
little rivers with which that romantic
country abounds, lived a veneru ble
and respected citizen who bore the
nnpretentious name of Minor Paris.
This man was the oldest fisherman in
all that region, AID supplied the
wants of the community honestly and
pnnctualIy with the very finest up
country sbad. a .wifo and children
had he, os other more favored per.
SIMS in this worlds things also have.
They were dependant ou his labor
for their support. Ho was happy aud
\" we're they. IIo had no enemies.
lle did NJ man any h ,rm. But the
D VII was abroad in South Carolina.
The he4st wanted blood. Gr.nt's
myrmidons in hIue coats were soour-
ing the country for Ku Klux.-
Others more active aud suspicious.
were fleeing. This old gre, -ieadcd,
simple minded veteran, attending to
hi, sImple duties with an eye single
to his beloved ones in the humble cot
on the river side, seemed an easy vic.
tin to safe the nI"loch Of hate. aud
must the smoky Cso.ar ut Washing
ton ask for vengeance on rebel i[u
Klux III vain 7 the aged Minor attend
o his nets in his little boat. THE
Federal soldiers swoop down on him
like an opparitiou, or wulves in the
told, and in his no,vous fear, unknow-
Ing what he was doing, he pulled out
into the river. a volley-uud mur
der was done. A wife aud children
pour their waiiug upon the listening
ear "f Heaven.
Foul, fendish deed That thu
thunder bolt. Of Heaven d, not fall
"n the prime nurhors of such grimes,
the men who framed the law under
which these hell,ons committed this
deed Of blood, is n mercy they do not
mcrt, and Is one of the inscrutable
'hing, Of Onuiscience.
A writer from Spartanburg says
the utmost CONSERVATION prevails
through the whole neighborhood
where the murder was committed.
The young men have Ill fed for .us
ntcIon or the pretensc Of it is catching
and cltchi"g ID imprisonment aud
mock trinl before partisan courts aud
ny psoked ju,i.s, and this results 10
sentence to the penitentiary. They
are iu"ocent, but they arc prejudged
guilty, and nothing can save them ex
cept flight. The old men stay, but
plough in the fields with saddles on
their nurses, SO that they can leave at
a moments warming. Business is at
dead stand-a poor impoverished
country grows every doy poorer still
the laws Of the State are trampled
ruthlc.sly under the feet of tho ty.
rants-citizcns are shot down while at
their peaceful vocations, and there
seems no redress. The voice Of re-
monstruuee is feeble, and sounds not
at, II from those who have Influence
to stop tho md, brutal course of this
CALLING despotism. Justice is hush
ell and sleeping spirit. Mercy, uf.
frighted, has fed. Ponce has taken
wings aud Gown away. Stark horror
falls on the doomed land. Shall these
things have no end - Wilmington
Star.