Knoxville daily chronicle. [volume] (Knoxville, Tenn.) 1870-1882, 1880-08-29
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UILiftle Rock (Ark.j Gazette. !

#E - u Littte ROCK tArk.1 gazette.
Mr.. Slocum yesterday attracted the at
tention of a Gazette man. He was a
young man, and, only one thing distin-
guished him in any special manner from
many other young men on the street.
His. han. was white as the driven snow.
The Gazette reporter inquired tho cause Of
the color, and he said:
| "a terrible experience caused my hair
to change its color, and | cannot yet speak
| of it without shuddering However, |
have no objection to relating he circum !.
! stauces "
a"Wh hat was the origina, color Of Your
hair, MIR Slocum?H'
| Jet black. 1 will give you my expert
cree. have been revenue collector for
several years. Eight years ago, in the
s.lm oleE- of 1872, was obliged to make a
trip through Western Arkansas. There
were rough characters out there. men who
would steal the shoes off your horses feet
wen hey could get nothing else; outlaws
| who were s-eeped in crime and hesitated
at nothing In the course ofmy trip
reached a district in which were several
characters who for deeds of crime had
attracted the attention Of the whole state,
but the authorities were unable to appre-
bend them. had quite large sum Of
mo ley with me. | fea ed nothing in those
days. After being one morning in small
village near Little river, and receiving
Sl5U, started out on horseback north to-
ward Fort Smith. | had about 81 200 in
my saddle-bags and was a little bit ner-
yous to get it safe to that place | had
IN 10 Of hot
wasnot safe. The sun shone brightly and
the heat w > SOL ew.lat opp. e~sive As it
grew later in the day it became 50 warm
hat thought should res =.
Coming to the banks of little river 1
ford d it and CT mbered up the steep
northern bank jumping off my horse /
tied him under a elump of trees and
sought the grateful shade of an elm that
grew near the river bank / had carried
my saddle-bags with me. and making a
pillow of them, lay down Two revolVers
were in the holster. [ fell asleep and do
not know how long [ slept, but suddenly
awOke to find three men standing near
me Regardless of consequences, sliced
one OF my revOlvers and pegged away,
hitting one of them in the shoulder and
disabling him. The other wo grappled
me. One OF them made pass at me wi h
a knife but | lodged it and hit him on
the head with my pistol, knocking him
senseless. The other closed with me and
We had struggle Biting, scratching and
kicking, we tried in vain TO throw each
other down. | had dropped my pistol.
My horse whined from FRIGHT and it beg an
to grow dark. To my dying day will not
forget that fight 1t was de 9TH to one or
the other l had recognized in my assail
ant Bill Buckle, a notorious character
Despe 'ately we fought edging nearer the
river. The bank crumbled suddenly be
hind me and [ toppled over backward
dragging Buckle with me. His head hit 9
root in the fall, and he was stunned for &
moment Scrambling as we'll as l could
to my no Sc. got my saddle bags anc
rode away, the disabled rascal shaking hi
fist at me as went [ ran across a negro'I
! hut before it got dark and remained al
+ night, expecting an attack. but resolving
to sell my life as dearly as possible. Nom
came. In the morning the darkey woman
a living in the cabin SAID: "Massa. you
S hair is white And SUE enough it was
Z and has BEEN ever since. The shock
my nervous system had been more tina
| imagined. never heard of the me
afterward, and was more than glad es
capped as luckily as [ did"