Belmont chronicle. [volume] (St. Clairsville, Ohio) 1855-1973, 1876-08-03

wounded in one leg and both arms,
and was left by the bandit for dead
After the assassin was gone, however,
the faithful eolored boatman, who was
wounded himself.
LIFTED THE MUTILATED MAN
into the boat again, out of which he
had sprung for safety, and conveyed
him to Springville, where the army
surgeon was.
The faithful sister, smitten by shock
after shock, and almost prostrats as the
result of them, still came to her broth
er's side and waited and watched. The
surgeon also watched, and night after
night sat with rifle on his knee, ready
to defend his patient from the midnight
assault of some chivalrous southron.
At length the brother and sister were
able to start for the North, being fur
nished part of the way with mill
tary escort. AS soon as they reached q
region of safety,
THE FEARFUL NERVOUS TENSION
by which Mrs. Willis kept up gave
way, and she rapidly approached her
end. Chronic dread Of evil from MUIR
derers became burden too heavy for
her. In her last illness in this house
she would wake, look around her half
bewildered and alarmed, then close her
eyes again, and on opening them again
and recognizing her friends would say
weakly: "Yes, know you you are
Marshall's friend :" and like soothed
child she would lie quietly down to
rest.
And so the weary wheels at last stood
still. Her husband, her brother and
sisters and their husbands all sleep in
Southern graves, and every male rela-
tive was murdered. In her last mo-
ments
HER ONLY SURVIVING BROTHER
was unable to do anything for her ex-
cept to weep. A nurse must have
hands and be able to walk. No wonder
she died without dread. She was too
weary of human cruelty and wrong to
desire to remain longer here. She sent
word to her mother, now in New Eng
land, that she had no fear of dying; she
gave her last requests to her friends,
and then departed, let US trust, to
where "the wicked cease from troub-
ling and the weary are at rest"
We are sometimes accused OF fiaunt-
ing the bloody shirt for political effect;
of reviving memories which ought to
sleep in forgetfulness, of dragging be-
fore the startled aud unwilling eyes of
this age the CHASTITY skeletons OF hOr-
rOrs which, but for persistence, would
have been forgotten before now.
But this to-day is no more memory.
This is no buried horror just now new
ly exposed for tragic effect. This wo-
man, whose body we to-day carry to a
new-made grave, is almost as much the
victim of Southern cruelty as though
SOME ASSAssIN's BULLET HAD PIERCED
HER HEART.
They have killed her. They have
loaded her with horrors until her frail
body could endure il no longer. In
dianapOlis is called to-day to the task
in burrying one of the victims of South
ern hate, and the victim is a woman.
And what of her only surviving male
relative? Is this some ancient terror
some forgotten wrong just now restat-
ed for effect? His wounds are not yet
healed; they are almost fresh enough
to be gastly. Scarce three months ago
he was as well as any of us, and now
he is so helpless that he cannot wipe
away his own tears.
AND THIS Is AMERICA,
"the land of the free and the home of
the brave" the land whose historic
boasts has been its Southern chivalry;
the land where men can think as they
please, and speak what they think the
laod where more has been said about
freedom and the rights of man than
has been said in all other nations since
time began.
Oh, how the eiOquence of these mute
lips and these handless arms rebukes
and scathes US in our boasting!
OUR TALK OF FREEDOM Is A SARCASM.
These white lips do mock US. Free
dom for the South yet awaits its natal
day.
am sure 1 say only what these lips
would say could they speak, and only
what this brother will approve, when
ask, not rs partisan but as a man,
"Has the time come for US to elevate
this prescription into power? Shall
we dare, with these facts before US, to
the political principles with
which these assassins are identified.
Shall we give to
SUCH GIGANTIC AND BLOODY WRONGS
as these the sanction of political vic
tory? 1t becomes US to consider the
question, not rs partisans, but as men
who love freedom, and as Christians
who love God.
In concluding the reverend gentle
man spoke few words of tender SYM
pathy to Mr.. Twishell, who was pres
ent in the room, utterly helpless, wait
ed upon by friend, who was compell-
ed to minister to him in the most
trifiing matters. During the remarks |
of Mr.. Bayliss an almost painful silence
expressive of the profound |
interest felt by all present. Every eye |
was melted to tears, and in all proper
ways the deepest sympaty was express
ed for the gentleman who was called to
pass through such trying ordeal of
suffering.
Chance of Life.
From some elaborate tables drawn
I'D by DIR. Farr it would seem, as far as