The Arkansaw traveler., 1888-10-20
A GEORGIA VENDETTA.
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 "Draw, draw,-you. quicki"
 But before he could ball went crashing through his brain.
 It was an old feud broken out anew and the work of death had commenced and another chapter in the Georgia current calendar of crime had been contributed.
 The Central Baptist association was in session in Bethel church, near Win fired, Jasper county, Monday, and a thousand people were in attendance. Among the attendants were reprasen- tatives of the Malone and Tyler fami- lies. Bad blood has been existing be- tween them for years, and they had had bloodless encounters three or four times. Sunday afternoon, during the erection of a rustic arbor, young Malone and an old Tyler had words, and the minister who was conducting the services, fearing trouble between the families, sought out the individ- ual members and begged them not to add fuel to the flame or engage in trouble at his church services. His success was limited, as the rebuffs with which he was met took the form of curses, and with 8 prayer for peace flor the good man seemed to have forebodings of trouble-he turned his attention to his ministerial duties.
 All went along smoothly enough until about eleven o'clock Monday forenoon. Sam Tyler, in passing Jim Malone, was touched by his elbow, when Tyler called out to Malone to draw and defend himself, accompany ing the invitation with a pistol shot through the unfortunate Maloue's head. Malone fell dead. Tyler, who, accounts of the affray say, was under the influence of liquor, calmly viewed his victim for moment, and as he at- tempted to turn in the opposite direc- tion, fell dead, fatally shot. Six men had drawn pistols and were firing. Ed Tyler rushed to the affray and fell with two balls in the bowels and one in the leg. While he was lying pros- trate on his back, still conscious, he saw Walker Malone approaching him, pistol in hand.
 "Spare me, Walker; spare my life. Oh, Godi Oh, Godl"
 The appeal was fruitless. Standing over the prostrate man, Malone fired two shots into his abdomen-fatal hurts. Fifty shots were fired. Walker Malone was painfully wounded in the shoulder, Albert Tyler was struck in the arm. Frank Middlebrook's life was saved by his watch, ball strik- ing it and falling in his vest pocket. Others were hurt, but left the grounds to avoid arrest.
 When the firing was at it's height every woman on the grounds and within the church began to ahriek, and the spectacle was narrowing one. The association would have dispersed in an hour. It was broken up in con- fusion, but later few of theAlelegates met under tree and formally ad- journed, the business of the body hav- ing been transacted before the shoot ing began. A correspondent, who reached the place shortly after the bloody work was done, says the scene that met his gaze beggars description. In the church lay Joseph Malone, cold in death, and on the veranda of the house few yards away lay Sam Tyler, dead, and in room adjoining was his nephew, George Tyler, lying in 8 pool of blood and almost at deaths door. The shrieks of mothers, wives and sisters of the dead and dying were awful in the extreme, and the widest confusion prevailed. Walker Malone and Albert Tyler, two of the principal actors in the bloody row, escaped.
 The fate of Jim Malone is sad one. He had just arrived at the church meeting from his home in Birming- ham, Ala, and was on visit to his parents in Jasper county, accompanied by his wife and child of four months of age. He was genteel, handsome, neatly attired man, thirty years old, and 1t is likely that he had nothing to do with the teud. There were many narrow escapes of bystanders from be- ing killed. A regular panic ensued in the church while the shooting was going on outside. All the young men engaged in the fray have hitherto borne good reputations, but there is no disputing the fact that this sad tragedy was the result of whisky drinking and the habit of carrying conce 11ed weapons.
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