The Newberry herald. [volume] (Newberry, S.C.) 1865-1884, 1883-08-23
JOB PR1yvTGrG

both surprised and angerred
syberg, who thereupon lost all
thought Of the original quarrel, and,
turning on McCabe, administered
to him terrible tongue -lashipg.
McCabe is reported to have stood
the same for some time, and then
to have got up and started for his
room at the depot. Syberg follow
ed him toward the house, and Nc
Cable said $50 away, and don't
bother me any more ! don't want
to hurt you, because 1 know you'll
regret this when you sober up"
In spite ofall entreaties, however,
Syberg persisted in his abuse, and
had followed McCabe to the door
Of the latters room in a menacing
manner, when McCabe turned on
him and gave him a terrible blow
on the lose with his fist, which
knocked him to the floor. Syberg
arose bleeding and rushed out Of
the room. In few minutes he re-
turned with his pistol in his hand
McCabe saw him coming, however,
and jumping into bis room slammed
the door and got behind, SO as to
keep Syberg out.
Syberg gave the door a couple CT
shoves, and finding that he could
not make it yield he drew back,
aimed his pistol at the door, and
deliberately fred FIVE shots through
it. He then ran to the entrance Of
the depot, and stopped to see what
had been the effect of his ahots.
In a second McCabe opened the
door of his room and staggered
out, bleeding profusely from
wounds in his abdomen-each OF
the FIVE shots having taken effect.
In his hand he held a cooked reyol-
yer.
.Boys," he gasped, I'm shos;
I'll be dead man inside Of Eve
minutes, but I'm going to kill the
man who shot me-"
syberg seemed to fully compre-
hend the situation then for the first
time, and he started from the door
ont into the open air. McGabe
caught sight Of him as he went out
the door, and apparently endowed
| with superhuman strength he start
ed on run after his fleeing assail-
ant. He ran about FIVE hundred
feet swiftly, and was within ten
yards Of the feeting man, when
he pulled up short, took deliberate
aim and fred. The ball struck
Syberg in the back of the head
and came out OF his mouth, break.
ing his jawbone. The moment he
was struck Syberg staggered for
| ward and fell bleeding to the
ground. McCabe rushed to him.
grabbed him by the hair, turned
him face up, and then, with the
glaring, CLASSY eyeballs of the dy-
ing man, gazing into his own pale
face, on which the seal of death
had already set, he placed the
muzzle of his pistol against the
marble forehead and blew the whole
top Of Syberg's head off Then
pointing the pistol to the breast Of
his fallen, and, by this time, dead as.
| sailant, he fred the remaining three
charges OF his pistol into Che body.
| The last shot had been fred-Mc-
Cabe stood for one moment upon
the horrible scene-its terrible
reality appeared to fill his mind for
the monent-he started back
his useless weapon .',fell from his
hand-his senses reefed-he stag.
CARED a few steps, the death mist
gathered over his eyes, he reeled
and then just as the horrided
spectators came rushing to the
scene, he fell, and to the friend
who knelt by his side, he whispered
in his dying breath: SIN sorry,
Jim, for this-I didn't want to do
it didn't want to kill him-I-
T-the gasps grew greater-the
whispered words were hard to
catch-'T couldn't help it. jim
twas he shot me and I had to do
it; telegraph to the folks at home,
Jim-its hard 10 die this way, Jim,
and I'm very sorry it happened;"
and the whisper, low though il
was, ceased-the head fell back
the CLASSY eyes took on the cold
fixed stare of death-the avenger
had followed his poor insane as
sailant on his journey over the
| mysterious river into the dark i'm
penetrable beyond.
Mr. Syberg, when sober, was
deemed one Of the bestnatured
fellows of the road-kind, civil,
obliging in every way and through.
ly competent, he was everywhere
esteemed. He was originally from
Little Rock, Ark, where his father.
I who ia a civil engineer, now resides.