The weekly Union times. [volume] (Union C.H., South Carolina) 1871-1894, 1878-07-26

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correct throushout, and &hatoysrS other
crimes have been charged asains,T him no
man has ever yet accused him ofGying.-,
wv hat he tells you you may rely oi," is the
testimony OF all, and when Redn,nd cavo
Mrs. Barton his word that he kould not
harm his worst enemy, her husband, she
knew her man, and called upoS that bus.
Dand to come out and face n doztn rifles in
the hands Of angry men who wcte eager to
Kill him on the spot. You nav condemn
some things he has done, and of which he
has told you, if you will, but, for sweet
JUSTICES sake, give him credit fdr the good
that Is In him, and of which other people
tell you. What he has done We partly may
compute. Himself only knoEs what he
has resisted. "He will takG Smoro cursine
than any man ever saw,t said noun
taineer to me. II heard a man call him a
Co id liar, and he Snly laughed at
him. He tries to keep The peace at all
times, and never has fuss with any one
when he can help it. He Is fair, and will
hold his end Of the bride, but when he
starts he IS game. When he says that's
enough, you may know it's plenty. He
is one OF the most sensible men | know.
and only needs an education to make him a
leader In the country" This may be poor
logic, but it presents no bad picture of the
character of its subject.
THE LAST INTERVIEW.
Alter breakfast our party went once
more upon the hillside where | held INV
third and last interview with the outlaw
Inc ronversation-% OF more ge6Feral
character than on former occasions, and his
thoughts were directed at last to a review
of his carly life.
You were not old enough to 90 into the
army, during the war, were you 2" [
asked.
"Yes," he said, II ran away from home
when was thirteen years old, and went to
JOIN the company my brother belonged to.
when l first talked about going my father
said If went he would bring me back and
whip me half to death. He sent me to
feed the horses one night and took pair
OF pants and shirt and struck out for the
nearest station, whore my brother was, and
got there just as tho chickens were GROWING
for day. My brother aud the other men
Told ] me to go back, but / wouldn't, The
coIPar startee oas that al, and e;had,
st 6ss q ssS ss{ss 81 rsiiSs tSe road road
and stopped me. couldn't help from
shedding. tears to save my life. He begged
me to go back, and the men begged me. so
L went. My brother came home afterwards
on sick furlough, and when he returned to
his company l went with him and STAYED
six months. He was shot and sent home,
and they gave ME furlopgh at the same
time to 80 with him. The Yankees cap.
tured him at home soon after, but was SO
young they did not bother me. Iuever saw
my brother again he died in some North
ern prison. Another bfothest tff,e Oldest
came home1a Sess befpst tia & tsrsaaee VII
his right kxaA skS} sss6af, = II = an Idssa
shattered, aud was badly woundsdSi. 3ths
foot. He had reSsivcd seven balls in aIl
have another brother living in 49,, (an-
other State but / never write to him now,
and he does not know of my. troubles. IF
Il were to tell him it would only distress
him, and he might come and get inte a diff.
ficuty on my account"
THE OUTLAW wEEps.
The ontlaw paused, and looking up l saw
that he was weeping and had buried his
face IN hIa hands. l hs1 been intent on
my note book while he was speaking, and
though | detected slight tremor in his
voice, did not suspect the cause or look up
until he ceased speaking l was both sur
prlsed and shocked beyond measure at such
a manifestation of emotion in such man.
and knew not what to say. He tried to
control himself, and looking.at me with
smiling, tear-wet face, sobbeI out in spite
OF all his effort: ~ cant help it. can't
help 1t. am. not crying man, ,,hat when
think Of these things and Of nyfather and
brothers, and how they fought aud were shot
to pieces or died in prison, and thet think
how have been served, cant helScrying.
ought not to do it, but can't heb it
cant help it," be repeated sadly, ,ag6in and
again, as if in shamed apology for 4 weak
ness he feared would despise 1 did not
desplse him, | was sorry for him. i am
poor, tender-hearted fool myself, at best
One touch OF nature will make me feel akin
to anybody, even revenue officer, and nv
best nature was touched Bohemian and
brigand, we were there together, attipe
apart, with the mountaineers lookipdwon.
deringly on, and it was oil could 70 to
swallow something big aud hard int my
throat, and keep my own tears back. Tkat's
an honest confession, and any kaave or fool
is at liberty to poke fun ut NE If he likes.
ONLY GIVE HIM cHansk@
Redmond. the outlaw dr;aa b;s s;,c,,