The star. (Cincinnati [Ohio]) 1874-1875, 1875-06-12

Trust Is f0lly's helpless waif, 49,.
| Who dare call their dearest safer
But thou, though peril loom afar,
| What hast thou to do with warp
Ley the wild stream flood its brink,
There's no bark OF thine to sink.
Let falsehood weave its subtle net,
Thou art done with vain regret.
| Let fortune frown and friends grow strange,
Thou mast passed the doom Of change.
We plan and struggle. mourn and chafe-
SAFE, my darling, dead, ana safer
McWATERs.
The Desperate who Headed the Riot In tht
Nebraska Peniteatiary.
A few days ago, 1T will be remembered.
the desperate McWaters was killed by
guard in the Nebraska State prison, NJ
Lincoln, in selt-defense. This 10 the
same fellow who headed the revolt in
that prison about year ago. his Dl-
| ography, which we fnd in the Lincoln
journal, is one of wild adventure and
crime.
William McWaters was born in Platte
county, NO., the year after the great
food, 1914. His mother was Kentucky
woman Of superior character. But we
know nothing Of his early days till at
| the molding age of twelve years he fol-
lowed the prO-slaVery raid In Kansas.
Soon after the rebellion broke cut he
\ joined a company Of the boys who burnt
4 the Platte bridge and precipitaled HAN
nibal and St. Joe train into an. awful
chasm, killing many of the passengers,
because Federal soldiers were among
them. Then he enlisted in Jlm Gilden's
band and fought under General Price for
six months. On coming back to Bee
creek he found the family residence
burned, his father and brother killed by
the militia, and the rest of the family
driven OF in Punishment. So he assocl-
ated himself with Bill Anderson, John
ana Fletch Taylor, and other desperate
bush Whackers, and resolved to sacrifice
a hundred lives for one in revenge; and
did pick off Captain Cheesemap and
thirty or forty OF his men, VINO We're
lauartered in the neighb0rhoOd, Bnt the
lrising glory Of QuanLren drew them over
into Kansas again, where McWaters
found congenial work in the sacking and
burning ol Lawrence.
QuantreH afterwards carried his tree
hooters into Arkansas, and there they
fell out among themselves over a woman,
and the saHguinary Bill Anderson drew
|iaway from Quantrell and raided through
North Nd issOurI Ikea flame OF fire over
liuuc SdaI ylh6 youh5 4nS'W %
lin his train, who had many adventures,
more strange than fiction, and'was as
sisted out Of many hair5readth escapes
by o aiairheroine named Jennie Maytield..
At the close of the war we lind.
McWaters keeping o saloon in Platte
City, where he shot a man, and his
friend John Taylor was shot by the
police. lie then escaped to st. Joe,
which was .seething with ;desperadoes:
from all parties, where his other friend,
Fletch. Taylor, was shot dead by the;
police, and McWaters in return shot,the
policeman.
: BY the aid of the Confederates he got
toutOf Missouri and came to Wyoming,
lin this county, where a romantic at
tachment sprang up between him and a
beautiful young lady, who was to have
married his friend Fletch Taylor, and
tine way, when the atiray took place
in st. Doe which ended the career OF
Fletch Taylor. Mics Susie Davis we'd
ded McWaters, and through thick and
thin has jdolized her husband--the one
bright picture of this narrative. !
Two years ago McWaters shot Dr.
Wolfe dead in "a row at Wyoming; and
soon after his br0ther.in-law, W0odsOn,
who is a cousin of the.GOvernor of Mis-
souri,, shot Barlow dead, and is now
serving a iterm in the hePenitentiary for it..
McWattrs was cleared. But about a
year ,atterWard, ID ohm Cook and he shot
and killed an innocent man in Dold,s
saloon in this city. They were caught
aud shut up in an iron cage, where it
seemed they were safe for trial. But
one evening, when the guards were
shifting them, they managed to steal tue
arms out, and at the pistols mouth