The New York herald. [volume] (New York [N.Y.]) 1840-1920, 1873-01-12
CASE no. /.

The of the first crime lies in the upper part
Of this county, near the boundary of Hall county,
about one hundr ed yards from temple of worship
known as 'Dry Ponds church" where, in the imme-
diate neighbOrhood Of the sacred edifce, rude
though 1t be, and in sight OF the resting places of
the dead, none but the most reckless and aban-
doned heart could have devised, much less exc.
cuted, the crime which am now about to relate.
In this quiet and lonely spot lived Mrs. Wilson,
widow lady and her son, boy ten years OF age,
who was quite small for his years. Mrs. Wilson is
. woman Of about thirty-ive with dark hair,
eyes OF the same color, brunette complexion, of
. eomely, buxom figure, and by no means
unprepossessing in appearance. She now seems
weighed down by sorrow and affliction, though
she sti retains manifest traces of former charms.
She is rather under the medium size and from her
dress and general demeanor would impress you as
q woman OF respectable family and connections,
which Is the truth. With no other companion than
her little son she lived alone in house, which
boosted of only one apartment, at the place above
described.
THE CRIMINALS
About five O'Clock on the evening OF the Sd Of
August last, few miles south OF this place, Mr..
Thomas Num-, who is country storekeeper, was
accosted by two country negroes, very decently
clad, with packs on their backs, and maniestly
equipped for q journey Of some sort, with the
inevitable red and yellow bandanna tied
In q bundle and swung STICK
over their shoulders, models OF the Southern pedes
trian negro. There was something so very pecu-
liar in the appearance OF these negroes as to
attract the attention OF Mr. Num- They we're very
clean and neat condition not at all chronic with
your genuine darby. They produced one OF the
old-fashioned six-barrelled revolvers, commonly
called 'pepperbox" pistols, and asked for box Of
caps. Mr.. Num- inquired what sort OF caps they
wanted, when they said waterproof caps" Num-
told them he had nothing except &c. D." caps
which are a very common and poor article They
pougnt box of these caps and also box OF
matches, and soon after departed in the direction
OF Mrs. Wilson'S house. one OF the negroes
named Lewis Pace, and the other man Of lesser
make and build every way, very young, not
ored mulatto. The latter Was named Kinney
Burns. young fellow who had hitherto borne
PRELUDE TO TIE OUTRAGE.
To return to Mrs. Wilson. 1t was nearly ten
O'Clock at night, and this lady and her son were
asleep, when she was awakened and startled by
some one hallOOing from the fence in front OF the
house. Without unlocking the door she replied In
voice sufficiently loud to be heard by the parties
'.what is 1t you want at this hour Of the nightY'
A voIcE-We are strangers Our wagon is
broken down and we want to get light
Mrs. WILSON, have no light to give you.
The VOICE "a negro's)-Can we get some water,
thenp
Mrs. wnsoN-Yes you can go to the well.
The voIcE--Open the door. We want gourd.
Mrs. WILSON, never open my door after night.
The voIcE-You won't give us the gourd, then,
TO get water?
Mrs. wILsoS--You can drink out OF the we'll
bucket II you want water.
The VoICE-This Is damned poor country.
You won't give man light or water. We have
never been through here before and never
will go through again. We are going orr
The villains dor there two) then left
and Mrs. wilson was induced by this to hone
that they had actually gone. In the meantime she
had put on her dress, and her little son had made
substitute for Candles lamp oil and gas. Half an
hour mad scarcely elapsed before the poor woman
was destined to witness how little Temporary d.
fcuties or m0mcntary msgvings stand Ia the way
OF unbridled lust. She had well nigh recovered
her composure when the sounds OF their returning
directly to the door OF the house. They walked up
10 the door, and there halted for q moment in
silence. AT length one Of them said:-
"Are you going TO give up to Us n0w"
Mrs. Wilson made NO answer 10 this threatening
demand.
The NEGRO same voice stilD Which had you
rather d0give up to us or Tor Us to Kill your son
Mrs. wilson, had rather you would Kill me
shan to kill my son.
fhc little boy, greatly terrified, then ran TO the
nre place and put out the fire. and thereby extn-
guished the light. The man on the outside OF the
doer now struck some matches, which he put un-
der the door when lighted. He then thrust pistol
son had by this time seated herself on The bed in
the hlrthest corner OF the room, SO as to eude the
vlhanS, possible In the dark but
they discovered her by means OF the
lighted matches, and they also discovered there
vas gun In the room in another corner. They