Daily Republican., 1879-09-24
The Last scenes OF tho Tragedy ~
Related Dy Mrs. ChlsOlm.

begged him once more to hide till
could catry Johnnie out to keep him
from being burned, and starting out
with Johnnie charged him to stay till
] could see what to do.
! went down the stairway and down
the hall to the outsr door then I saw
the demons coming back with fresh
guns, headed by him who, in bis dew
ilish propsnsities, has put Satan to
shame long since. / called to Clay to
lst us lay Johnnie down and then run
back to his father. / turned and Was
dismayed to see him (my husbAnd)
coming down holding a gun in his
hand, the breech foremost, Cornelia,
nearly fainting, followed with her
head resting on her fathers shoulder,
her arm around his neck, lis arm
around her waist. ! called out, ''Fath
or, what are yon going to do p" lie
said, "To take my boy home" call
ed to him to 60 hack, tho mob was re-
turning. Cornelia had begged him 10
come down, | afterward learned, tell
ing him "Bud Johnnis" had died easy
that 1t was better to be shot to death
than burned alive.
inst as turned and saw my husband,
"Charlie" Rosenbaum passed him on
The stairs. "Why, Charlie" said he,
''are you going to forsake me p "Well,
l don't know, Judge, what betterwe can
do they say the house is on fire." l
ran ID the foot Of the stairs, racing with
Henry J. Gully, who, l was already
positive, had shot both Mr.. Gilmer and
Mcclellan. Getting before Gully just
had time 10 slam the door and press
hard upon 1t, when the mob surround
ed the outside door. They need not
have Thought my husband would run
from the whole Of them. Henry Gully
looked on me with an angry fury, and
put the gun within q few inches of my
head, hut seeing the CRATE in the door,
ran it through at my husband. I
screamed to him to stopp quick so he
could not shoot him in the head.
Cornolia jerksd him suddenly down,
screaming and begging. Remember that
front her beautiful face even from her
lips, the blood was oozing-even the
strings Of her bonnet, under her chin,
were shot in two. Mr.. Chisolm had no
chance to turn his loaded gun. He
called, "Lst me up, daughter" and
raising himself, met, within few
inches, the gun. My daughter called
ont: "Don't shoot my papa, my good
papa, who never did any harul, but has
heen good all the days of his life. Oh |!
II you must have more blood, kill me;
can't live without my papa" The
old demon turned the muzzle-shs had
her pretty, soft, round, white arm
around her fathers neck, and pressed
her whole person before him. Gully
put the gun to her arm, and pulling
the trigger, put the whole load of balls
into her arm.
My husband pressed against the
door, calling to me to let him out. l
always did as he t"ld me. He passed
out. Gully discharged the other load
in my husbands hip. The boy who
had been active in handing guns all
day was ready at his elbow with
another. I tried to keepit from Gully,
but could not. Gully at once dischar-
ged both loads into my husbands body
and ran back to the door, Mr.. Chisollu
,waversd from side to side, almost hav-
ing to balance himself with his hands.
There were some goods back in the
t,all. Icried to Mr.. Chisolm to get
behind them. "Phil" Gully ran out
of side room with heavy stick he
was in the habit Of carrying, and see
ing that Mr.. Chisolm could barely hold
himself up, ran to strike him down
with his club.
sprang forward and asked him what
he was going to do, but before he could
strike Gully put another load into his
hip, and "Bob" Mosely, shooting from
the steps, put one load in. that made
the largest hole of all. My husband
several times said TO me afterward, as
he put his hand on his leg, that that
wound was the one that was killing
him. can't tell how many wounds
were mortal. He was wounded III all
lie internal organs. He fell, and the
mob retreated. I fell down over him.
OF course was covered with blood, but
not my own-the blood of husband and
children. Said my husband MY
whole family are murdered you and
Clay are covered with blood johnnie
dead, Cornelia killed but, precious
wife, if any Of my children should live,
tell them die an innocent man; their
father never harbored thought Or did
a deed for which they need blush. /
die for my country, and because would
be freeman and Republican"
Cornelia fell over him, and he, kissing
her, said, my poor baby, you are
"No, / am not, papa" she
said. eyes daughter, you are shot in
your arm" Am |, papa?'' And this
was the first she knew, though a heavy
gold bracelet had been severed and
iriven through her arm. She arose,
and Clay sank down, taking his fathers
head on his knees. 1 ran to the door
and asked if there was a man in the
town who would help me carry my hus
band home-telling them they had
killed Johnnie and my husband and
,hot Cornelia to death, and could not
,arry them all. saw body of men
coming, and ran back to him. "Bip"
Gully was ahead this time to shoot what
he thought another dead man, but /
suatched the gun that had fallen from
Mr.. Chisolm's hands, and raising It,.
stood between him aud the mob. VI
The idea that there was even that
much to meet him frightened "Bill"
Gully, and for moment he stopped.