The Anderson intelligencer. [volume] (Anderson Court House, S.C.) 1860-1914, 1890-07-24
KILLED THE LAST MAN
Who Fell in Dixlo Fighting for the Union.
.dtlanta Constitution.

A rattle: tall end mitldle-sged man,
somewhat bald, of pleasant address, stands
behind tbs desk and gTests the guest on
his arrival at the Norvell. Arlington hotel.
at Lynchburg, Va. His name is T..
Stockecll Terry, and he has the reputa-
ton of having killed the last union SOL
dier who.fell in the rebellion.
Tho circumstances attending the fol.
lowing this event are peculiar and dra.
matte, and 1 repeat thena as they were
related to me not long ago ~ one of
Terry's friends.
When tha war broke out Terry WAS a
somewhat adventurous STRIPPING of six
teen, and together with tUo ether Lynch.
burg boys, Claytur and Smith 81 name,
(the latter, by the way, now the partner
of q Massachusetts man, George Dewitt,
formerly Of Greenfield, and leading
tobacco manufacturers in Lynchburg,)
left home and joined Mcsb7's notorious
band Of troopers.
At the time of Lees surrender at
Appomattox and the final proclamation
of peace. Terry was for several days de:
tailed with squad upon some special
duty in the Interior and had heard moth.
ing of tie collapse of the confederacy
and the cessation Of hostilities. He
found himself, on returning from this
expedition, in the vicinity Of his home,
and partly because of little affair of The
heart, and partly for other reasons, asked
and obtained few days leave of absence
10 visit Lynchburg.
As be logged along alone on the cut
skirts of tho city, he was astonished to
see standing before him in the forest road
over which be was travelling, and but q
few rods ahead, horse which had for
merly been his, but which had been cap.
turcd by the enemy aolne months before.
It was hitched to tree, and its rider was
evidently not far of.
Terry urged his horse, and was soon at
the side of his old charger. The latter
recognized his voice, and commenced to
Whitney and make loud demonstrations
of Joy in spite OF every effort of Ierry''s
/ to silence him. The soldier In tho woods
evidently heard him, and was haltening
to learn the cause of the commotion, for
lust as ferry loosed the bride rein by
which the horse was hitched and started
ahead leading his prize, the brusbwood
parted few yards ahead FROM him, and
q union soldier, cafbine in hand, appear.
ed. Driving the spur deep into the flank
of his mare, he dashed up the Lyn5hburg
road, expecting to arrive in few minutes
within the confederate lines. Out into
the road after him rushed the cavalry
man, who; !eveliug bis gun, fired after
the fleeing trooper: The bullet buzzed
by Terry's head ond sped by on blood
less mission the guerilla turned IN his
saddle. and perceiVing his pursurer
standing in the road preparing to ire
again, brought his ready rifle to his
shoulder, and with deadly precision,
acquired by long experience, returned the
shot.
Crack / and then one Quick glsnce
suficed for Terry. He saw the soldier
fall, bnt at the same time saw g
number of federal soldiers rush out from
the wooda, doubtless to discover the cause
of the firing. On went Terry at the top
of his bent, and as he urged his painting
beast up the ascent leading into Lynch.
burg, he turned again and saw several
mounted men, evidently comrades of bis
luckless victim, pressing after him in hot
pursuit.
AS he neared the city he began to have
serious misgiVings. No confederate guard
barred his way and his anxious eye des.
cried the federal fag floating from the
top of the court house, a signal of con.
quest. But retreat was impossible and
with the dare devil courage for which he
was conspicuous, he determined to press
on and trust to fate.
Through the paved etreets Of the war
SCARED city rushed pursuer and pursued,
the foam dripping from the horses, and
their flying hoofs striking the fire from
the finty surface. At the door of his
future father in. law, Terry dismounted
and in the house sought refuge. Scarce.
ly had he the time to make hurried
explanation before tumult arose with.
out, aud angry voices, emphasized with
soul curdling oaths, demanded that the
cd rebel be dragged out and hung"
1t was one of those terrible exigencies
which try mems souls, but the master Of
the house was quick to act. Turning
his beleagured guest over to the other
members of the family, he rushed to the
door and found himself face to face with
the comrades of the dead man and moi
of enraged soldiers, who had learned oi
the affair and crowded into the street from
everywhere, all desirous of avengiDg the
death of the union eavalryman. An
officer advanced up the steps and de-
manded Of Mr.. Hong the surrender o1
the man whom he was informed was con-
cealed in the house. The old gentleman
denied any knowledge of the fugitive
and refused any one admittance, falling
back upon his rights as citizen to deny
admission to anybody not armed with an
order from the provost marshal. The
officer withdrew, announcing his purpose
to obtain such an order forthwith, and
warning Hoag that if he did not care tc
submit himself ard family to such usuage
as the infuYiated soldiers might indulge
in he had better retire from the house
before his (the officers) return from
headquarters.
Guards were stationed all ABOUT tlf
house to prevent any but members o1
the family from escaping, and the office:
posted off to the provost marshal, while
the owner of the mansion shut and lock-
ed the door and tried to decide what tt
do.
Terry's sweetheart had conducted ain
to hiding place in the attic, reached
only through trap door, and there he
stood, a heavy cavalry revolver in elthel
boot and two more in his belt. In a few
hasty sentences his host explained the
situation.
Don't mind me-" said Terry, "yor
can do nothing by remaining in tht
house. I have got to die, but nlean tc
sell my life as dearly IS possible. I Fave
80 shots here, and intend 10 make every
one count, as the only way they can react
me is by the ladder, and l will drop then
as they come up"
The old man was loathe to leave tht
youth to die like rat in o hole, but there
was no time for party now. Just az h'
was about to turn to summon his faraily
to withdraw from the house, his deughte
rushed up with an old suit of cloahe
aud, throwing them up to Terry, e5claim
ed:
"Quick, Stockwell, put these on, fo
the love of God, and follow u.s.
The pleadings ofth. woman were more