The Anderson intelligencer. [volume] (Anderson Court House, S.C.) 1860-1914, 1885-06-25
TAR AND FEATHERS.
Recollection OF u Cold Night in Colorado
Camp.

Special Correspondence Of Globe D miocrat
/ was seated in the corridor of hote
this this, evening, y, when gentleman rsat
account Of the tarrlng and feathering Of
Roy s. Hathaway, the editor Of the To
ledo Sunday Dispatch. I observed tha,
they oil laughed and seemed to con.
cider the thing exquisitely funny
The fact is, tarring and feathering, az
far as sympathy goes, is placed in good
dea! the same category as having o tooth
pulled, or falling down on banana skin
l used to laugh at it myself, but altered
my opinion two years ago last Fall.
This change of heart did not come
about through my being tarred and feath.
cred myself, but through an episode oil
which was o spectator. It was in 1882
and took place at little Colorado min.
ing camp calle1 Carbonville.
TAR AND FEATHERS IN COLORADO.
Carbonville lies just over the CONT
mental divide on the Pacific side, In Lake
County, about twelve miles from Lead.
Vile as the crow flies. It was q mush.
room city, and at that time was in the
hectic heyday Of its prosperity. Ita
business portion was made up largely OF
saloons and faro banks, and the fact that
its population was mainly gentlemen ex-
lied for various offenses from Ieadville
will give on idea Of its moral status.
One of the very few respectable" wo.
men in the camp was Mrs. Jake Cory,
who ran little lunch room and restau-
rant. She was sweet.faced and sweet
tempered, and had an abiding fund of
patience, that enabled her to put up with
vagarles of one of the worst husbands In
the world. We in the camp thought
that Jake Cory was absolutely the worst
ON the face Of the earth. He was q
drunken, foul mouthed, brutal Scandina.
Wan, who divided his time between the
gambling houses and worse resorts. At
these places he spent every dollar his
wife earned and all he could borrow on
her good name. He once went ~ far as
to pawn her furniture down to the cook.
Ing etove over which she supported him.
l mention these things TO chow that the
sequel was not altogether unprovoked.
FOR STRIKING A WOMAN.
One evening Cory came into the res.
taurant drunk and struck his wife cav.
agely in the face. 70 escaped through
tho back door of the kitchen, and she
came In, scared and bleeding, and told
the story to some of the boarders. An
impromptu indignation meeting was held
among. tho "boys" and it was decided to
tar and feather the f. Iow and run him
out of town. The Lnrase sounded we'll
In the mouth of the man who suggested
1t, and everybody agreed that it was the
correct thing to do.
No time was lost. A couple of men
ran over to the refining works and got q
big iron bucket of pitch, and 9th ers pro.
cured On old feather tick from Il lodging
house. Then committee started out to
get Cory.
They found him asleep in saloon and
hustled him over to vacant lot In the
rear of some buildings. He was half
dazed and confused with drink, and
thought the affair was q Joke, until the
men began to strip off his clothes. Then
he fought like madman--iu truth, be.
lieyo he was mad n .th terror. His shirt
and underclothes had to be literally torn
OF OF him, and iJ Vas good fifteen
work before he stood, shiyering
and stark naked in the moonlight.
APPLYING THE TAR.
l can see him now--.,is L.. a.ed eyes
dilated aud his shock Of yellow hair
bristling on his head. Ills nude body
stood out In bold relief against the ground
that surrounded him, and tho chill, PEN
etrating air must have str1ck the wretch
TO the bone. at any fate, he Grouched
down and somebody called out "gi-c It
to him now ~ At the instant the bucket
of tar was lifted, and about gallon
thrown with swash over his bare shouI-
ders. He sprang ereS. st the cold touch
OF the pitch, and Shirled around Just in
time to receive the rest Of It on the head,
face and chest. S $50;
For O moment lie stood petrifed, the
black stuff triekling down his body and
lego, and uniting with great puddle Of
it on the ground. Then he slowly raised
his hands to his eyes and tried to brush
them clear, but as his fingers had receiv.
ed q good share of tho pitch, he only
made matters worse, end dropped hfs
arms again. He did not seem to be able
70 realize what had happened, and
magged his head blindly from eide to
side. ~ -.
As he stood thus, one of the men took
The upper edge Of the tick and inverted
It over him. l suppose 1t was as com.
plete job OF the sort as was ever under.
taken !; at least, nothing was overlooked
to make 1t @ success. Cory looked like
nothing human, but some strange species
Of monster blotched all over With Auffy
white. His head seemed about the size
and, shape Of @ bnshel basket, aud fea.
lures were obliterated in the general
blackness. - 2 =
IT WAS A COLD MIGHT.
When the work was done he was given
btteen minutes to get out of camp. He
was made to understand with difficulty,
but was finally started on the trail and
The crowd dispersed.
Early next morning some miners, going
10 work, found Cory back of building
lying on the ground and moaning. The
tar had by this time rubbed oil over him
aud partly solidified. As is grew hard it
contracted, and every contraction had
dragged with It the thousands ofmicro.
.coptc hairs with which the body In GOV.
bred. In places it had broken the akin.
Ind the men who carried him into shed
Found blood on their hands. A physi.
clan, then located there and now living
at Greely, Col, was called in and, at
tempted to remove the stuff with benzine,
L was an utter failure, as was everything
Else he tried, from grease TO arnmonis. =
Law him In the course of the morn.
ing. The lower portion of his body was
covered with o blanket, but his face was
spectacle not easily forgotten. The
bard pitch was cracked all over it, ike
alligator skin, and caked !, 60 solidly]
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