The Anderson intelligencer. [volume] (Anderson Court House, S.C.) 1860-1914, 1878-07-11
GOING FOR HIS PISTOLS.

GOING FOR HIS PISTOLS.
knew what he was going for as soon
as he started. His horse was several
steps from him, and I could have killed
him before he got hold of them. did
not want to kill him, however, this was
said earnestly and feelingly,) although I
knew that he had threatened repeatedly
to kill me or take me. Isaid to him that
had not come prepared to fight him,
but ne only replied, That didn't make
any differencep So he went up to the
side of his horse and took two pistols
from the holsters, and pointed one of
them in my face. 1 sa,o the .fre balls in
the chambers. Several men were sitting
around, and Jim Paxton now came up;
he had been with them and had heard
what they we're going to do. He spo se
to me and drove on. He, too, knew they
had no warrant for me, and thought 1
wouldn't be taken without one. So ne
rode on, as he didn't want to see any fuss.
Duckworth' 8 pistol was aimed at me, 4nd
I said: Look here, Alfred, I don't want
any man to draw pistol on me- Ete
said, Get out of that wagon told him
again to put up his pistol, and said: I
have given you no occasion to draw
weapons on me, and I want no FUSS E[e
then dropped his pistol from my face 10
my breast. I was sitting in the wagon
whiting a stick. Ihad no weapon, but
my driver had pistol, a Derringer, be-
longing to me, aud which I hadgivGn
him to carry. had killed a rabbit with
it as we came on. When I bade Duck
worth second time to put up his weapon,
/ said, alfred, I want you to understand
that want no trouble with you.' n;
... THE FATAL SHOT. ~ G..
I then dropped my hand into the was-
oner's pocket and took the pistol ard
cooked it, and said again, the third time,
ALFRED, I want no fuss with you'll want
only a gentleman's chance He replied,
Get out of that wagon + His pistol was
cooked and aimed at me. Idrew mine
and fired on him. AS I did so, and when
the ball struck him, his pistol went eff
and the bail struck under the wagol-
wheel. I suppose his finger contracted
when he was hit, and fred of hisweapon.
He fell against the fence. Landlord WAS
behind the wagon and had two pistols in
his hands. a man can think pretty fast
in such q moment, and I thought tile
best thing I can do is to run around and
take Landlords pistols from him. ThGn
I thought that would be a risk, as he
might kill Inc. I started up the: road
and had goae about thirty yards, when
Landlord shot at me and kept shooting
until he had shot four times. He missed
me every time, and I thought If that is
the best you can do I will 60 back ard
kill you acitk rockp Then I thought,
as he had7tNo pistols, he might kill me,
so crossed the fence and went on up the
hill. 1 waited for my wagon to come on
but a man met it and ,turnedritback. ,.
AvIs1T}To' SOUTH. CAROLINA.
I came over into South Carolina, and
the next day~the news came tome that
they thought it was all right with Duck.
worth-the doctor had attended him and
dressed his wound, lit was in the throat
and said he would get well if they didn't
move him. They moved him, the wound
bled afresh,s and he: died that night
They examined him and found that he
had no warrant for me. Three nell,
however, jumped on their horses and
went to Frank lCase's'te get the warrant,
and he wouldn't give it up. Case soon
after sent me word that if I would come
and give him two dollars and half
(costs) he would give me the warrant. 1
thought it would do me no good, and so
1 didn't go Tor it. He has it yet. The
names of those who were present and
saw the1killing were Peter Lince, his so1l,
William Eince, and Joe and Bass CLASSIFY.
They could prove all I have said.
Duckworth's father told Jim Cantrell, the
other day, that his son was high-strung
and had done wrong. That when he was
first killed he wanted them to get me-,
but since I had been SO prosecuted he
would do anything he could to help me-.
He hoped, he said, that would get out
of the way. He said, at the same time,
that he supposed Redmond would kill
him, too, now, if he got a chance; but [
would not hurt him or any other man,
unless they force me to do so. Cantrell
told him as much, end that would come
laughing, and if 1 had anything to drink
he would get it. He would be just as
good to you as he would to me-
WILLING TO SURRENDER.
"The feeling against me on account of
Duckworth's killing has died out i'll
North Carolina said Redmond, in con-
Guiding this portion of his story, '"and /
would be perfectly willing to, 60 then,
and surrender myself any day for trial il
my case could be- tried in the State Courts.
l am not willing to stand trial in Il
United States Court, where the revenue
officers would have it all their own way,
and could swear what they pleased agains:
me, or pay some one else to do it."
The remainder of this story will BIZ
given tomorrow. G. NICK.
Another Chapter of the Story Of the Mod.
'ern Robin Hood.
P1cKENs G. H., June 2S.
"The next trouble got into," contin-
ued Redmond, "took place some time
after that one in which Duckworth was
killed, and it resulted in my capture.
escaped, however," he added with q
laugh of merriment over the recollec.
ton. Omitting many interesting partic-
ulars which might be considered irrele.
want, and would extend this letter to q
greater length than permissible, l COM
mence in the middle of his story.
THE wHIsKEY BUSINESS.
A large reward had been offered in
North Carolina for his apprehension, and
having his sisters to support and know
ing, moreover, that arrest at that time
meant trial in United States Court and
very speedy conviction, Redmond trans
ferred the scene of his operations into
South Carolina, where he drove thirty.
ing trade almost. in the midst of the
Revenues" who tried in vain to catch
him. ri bought and sold only the best
whiskey," he said, "and could always gel