The Northern Pacific farmer., 1881-10-20
A BRILLIANT DASH.

How the Guerrilla Chieftain, John Morgan,
Was Caught and Killed.
COL J. E. Macgowan in the Philadelphia Weekly
Times.
About the time the brigade was concen-
trated and as notes we're being compared
with a view to determine on some plan of
operations against Morgan, a woman from
Greenville, dripping with rain and on horse
back, was conducted to the spot, apart,
where the General and his officers were
consulting. Her name was Bacon. She
was an alleged widow. formerly Of Ohio.
In reality she was m adventures, an ex-
variety actress, anxious to cause sensa-
ton, get herself talked about among the
officers of the armies and mentioned in re-
ports and newspapers. T2is woman cor
rectly told Gillem the situation at Green
vile.
Morgan was sleeping at the mansion Of
Mrs. Williams, in the edge of the town and
directly on the Bulls Gap road. Dick"
Mbrgan's regiment was in camp in field a
short distance west of the town, and that
side alone was picketed. Duke, with the
main force, lay nearly mile east Of where
Morgan had retired for the night. This in
formation gained, Gillem at once ordered
Ingerton to proceed to Greenville with his
regimentand Newell's battalion. Capt. Rob.
erts, of the Tenth Michigan, and Capt. Will
cox, of the Thirteenth Tennessee, were sent
in advance with their companies, the main
accommodating force taking more leisurely
to get around Dick Morgan's pickets and
take bis regiment in the rear: Wilcox, who
commanded the advance, when within three
fourths of mile of the village, got
glimpse of the confederate reserve picket
in the road. He proposed to Roberts TO
make a dash through the line and into
the town, with view of surrounding the
house where Morgan was in bed, capturing
him and his staff and trust to luck to get
out. Roberts was ready for any enterprise,
ind closed eagerly with his superior s
daring proposition.
Forward! Trot! Gallop! Cha1ge!" rang
out on the air and on the ears of the start
led, astonished confederate sentries. they
were literally ridden over by the dashing
federals, and before Dick Morgan's subor-
dinate, whom he had left in command, got
man in the saddle the Williams house was
surrounded by Wilcox's men. They shot
or captured the two or three guards, picked
up all the horses and an officer or two in
less time than it requires to tell the story.
Morgan was wakened by the shooting and
tramping. He got on his breeches, boots
and hat. and in his shirt sleeves, revolver
in hand, ran down the long sloping grounds
on the east front of the house. In the
northeast corner was grape-arbor. As
Morgan stopped to pass under this in order
to reach the fence he was discovered by
Andy Campbell, private in Company G,
Thirteenth Tennessee cavalry, who fred on
him. The bullet took effect in Gen.
Morgan's right side, and ranging upward,
on account of his stopping position, passed
out near the heart. He fell and died in
stantly.
Meantime the balance of the officers in
and about the house, few orderlies and a
squad from Dick Morgan's command were
captured and rushed off towards the east
ern part of the town. Campbell dismount-
ed from his horse, took look at the man
he killed, recognized him-he was desert
er from Morgan's first communicated
the body, threw it over his saddle-bow, re-
mounted and rode away with his compan-
ions. They went pell-mell through the
town, filed to the right, passed out to the
north, bore to the right round the high
hill where the remains OF Andrew john
son are buried, and, though pretty hot
ly pursued by portion of Dukes men,
they reached the Bulls Gap road near the
point where they had charged the rebel
picket half hour before.