The Pickens sentinel. [volume] (Pickens, S.C.) 1871-1903, 1886-11-11
FAEUER, YOU MJSf DIE"
The Fell Dsnruciation Of n son upon His Fathe
The End of the PnIrIcidc.

Hc Ccil bSHSHtlhfiOil Oh u SOh upon I1lS ERthc
The End of the PnIrIcidc.
Frank II. Walworth has Just died al
Saratoga, aged thirty-one.
| The young man descended from II dis
tinguished ancestry, and might have beer
very prominent himself had it not been
for a cloud which overshadowcd his life
His mother was wonderfully beauti
ful woman at the time of her marriage
but her husband was man Of dissolutC
habits, and was very cruel. The coming
of the baby "Frack" did not work a re-
formation in the father. Atlest divorce
was granted Mrs. Walworth, and she
moved from Saratoga to Kentucky.
In the course of time the divorced hus
band, who was no other than Mansfield
Tracy Walworth, began to make fame
and fortune as Il story writer.
In 1873 Mrs. Walworth moved back
to Saratoga and established a girls school
Then her oX-husband began to poster hcl
with notes, making improper proposals
lie went farther, caused the poor woman
great annoyance, talked against the lcgit
macy OF Franks birth, and threatened
to kill both mother and son.
Frank was then nearing manhood
| lie had looked upon his father as onl,
the tormenter Of his mother, and when
by accident he discovered the real bur
den which was being heapcd upon his
mother he grew desperate.
He went to New York, where his father
lived, sent him note to call at the Stur.
tevant house and then waited in his room.
That was in June, 1873.
Just before dark his fathers card was
sent up. "Show the gentleman up, .
said the son.
The boy returned with the answer,
and MI: Walworth walked quickly up to
his sons room, humming a tune as he
did SO. When he was admitted to the
room, the young man placed his back
against the door, and drawing his pistol
presented it at his fathers breast.
"For Heavens sake, what do YOU
mean ?" the father cried. "Do YOU mean
to murder me? Think of what you are
doingr'
The son shuddercd. 81 know YOU arc
my father" he said; "but now you must
die"
"Dic!' shricllcd the father. "Havc
you called me here to murder mc-your
own father?"
eyes. May God have mercy on vour
soul, father, but have none. You have
threatened and insultcd my mother"
The father sank on his knees and ap-
Pealed for mercy and promised to leave
them alone and never interfere with his
wife again.
"4ou have lied before and you would
lie again-l cannot believe you, was the
son s cold answer. "Father you must die
BAY your last prayer.
An instant later there was a flash, an.
other, and the father staggered back as
II struck by lightning. my SON" he
Dreathcd, gave gasp, and as three more
shots finished the work, the pallor OF
death overspread his features. He had
dlcd at the hands Of him to whom he
had given life.
The young man gave himself up, and
was convicted of murder in the second
degree. He was sentenced to life i'm
prisonment iii Sing Sing, but in 1871
was pardoncd out. About two years age
he married Miss Corinne Bramlctt, daugll
ter of the late Governor Bramlett, of
kentucky, who, with one child survives
him. He was grandson of the late
Chancellor Reuben II. Walworth, his
maternal grandfather having been Col
oncl John j. Hardin, Of Illinois, who
was killed at Buena Vista.