The Anaconda standard. [volume] (Anaconda, Mont.) 1889-1970, 1890-06-22

Are you quite through? T" 'Ir. Sites ans
wcred that he was, and Doctor Marshall
replied: "'very. we'll; you will hear from
me before long," ant kept on reading and
smoking. When he had finished his cigar
and newspaper he got up. sent a runner
to Frankfort for Col. Joseph Hamilton
Daveiss, sent Sites a peremptory challenge
that night, and shot him through the body
i'm a duel next morning before breakfast,
inficting a wound from which MIR. Sites
shortly afterwards died.
DIR. Louis Marshall, who was a polished
scholar, of profound learning, was an in
fidel during his young manhood, but at.
forwards became converted. and would
never recur to any of his various affairs of
honor, and for ANYONE else TO SO In his
presence gave him deep offence. He was
at one time president OF the Pennsylvania
University, at lexington. Ky, and at b
time OF his death.in 1855, he was president
of Washington College. at lexington Va,
versity.
Hon. Thomas +. Marshall, who at one
time represented the ashland" district
of Kentucky in congress, n who was
undoubtedly the most finished and gifted
orator of his day, was the son of DR..
Marshall. His GRAFTON upon the life and
public services of Richard II. Menefee
must ever rank with the first of the clas-
sizes. Tom" Marshall, as Kentuckians
loved to call him, was a variable and &C.
centric genius, and he, too, after the mar
ner of the times and state, practiced I'M
der the code, and his 'affairs'' were nu-
merous.
He had n duel with Hon. John Rowan,
of Bardstown, n Kentucky statesman of
national reputation, n a dead shot as
shot," as they say in billiards., hit him i'm
the leg within half an inch of the spot
| which he had indicated as the place he
intended to hit. Mr.. Marshall's next duel
was with Col. James Watson Webb, edi-
tor of the New York Courier and enquirer,
i'm 1912. Mr.. Marshall was engaged by
that notorious forger and magnificent
rascal, Monroe Edwards, to defend him
in his trial in New York, and Webb Sc
verely criticised the conduct of Marshall
i'm SO doing, as he was then a m of
congress.
OMarshall, in his speech before the jury.
retorted upon Weeb in that bitter style
of invective of which he was the master.
This led To a duel, and Marshall shot
Webb in the knee, tanning him for life.
He also met e James s. jackson, Of
Lexington, KY, on the field of homo i'm
Mexico, during the Mexican war, both
gentlemen being officers in the same regi-
ment of Kentucky volunteers. This event,
however, was a bloodless one. General
jackson was killed at the battle of Perry
vile, during the late war.
Hon. Thomas L. Marshall had one other
'unpleasantness" during the Mexican
war with still another officer of his Owl
regiment-Gen. Cassius NJ. Clay-who is
still living, full of years and full of HON
ors. Trouble had been brewing tween
the two men for some time. Mr.. Clay. as
he says himself i'm his autobiography,
spent nearly all his leisure time while in
camp sharpening and polishing his sword.
This fact led Marshall to refer to Clay's
sword as "the sharpened blade of an
assassin"
One day, while the regiment was en-
camped on the banks of the river, Mr..
Clay and Mr.. Marshall met and had some
words, which gradually grew more and
more heated, until finally Mr.. Clay, be
coming exasperated, logged out his sharp
ened blade and made a terrific onslaught
on Mr.. Marshall. The latter. 'taken all
of a heap as il were, turned n fled for
dear life, Clay following at his heels and
brandishing his formidable blade. The
bank OF the river was soon reached, m
Mr.. Marshall, making choice Of two evils,
incontinently plunged into the water and
some of the soldiers. As he stood drip
ping upon the bank he suddenly said, with
inimitable wit. al any rate, old Cash
can't say that called out Help me, Cas-
sius. or l sink.'
The life of Cassius NJ. Clay is almost
equal to a romance, checkered, as il has
been. by the shifting light and shades of
fortune. Born in n slave state, the scion
of n long line of ~slave-holding ancestors,
he early became convinced of the evil and
wrong of slavery. and with the prompti-
tude and zeal which have ever character
lied him., he at One set to work TO bring
about the emancipation of the slaves. OF
course il meant something to be an aboli-
ZIONIST in a s~lave-holding communicates.
and Mr.. Clay virtually carried his life
i'm his hands. Brave as a lion, he never
shrank before any obstacle, however
| fa,sl,1la x.h,,l. .as.Is ..n.. I.-. IL.
more than once made appointments to
speak i'm favor OF emancipation, and fear
lessly went to fill them, although fully APP
priced that plots and conspiracies had
been laid to assassinate him IL he should
do SO. he was an utter stranger to fear.
Once, while making a speech from q table
set i'm the streets of the little village OF
Taxtown, near his home, n man named
Turner, who was standing by the table in
front of him, pretended TO take oiTensea nj
some statement made by Mr.. Clay, and
cried out: snow, Cash, that is a C.
die, and you know i'll" Instantly Mr..
Clay threw his hand owe his shoulder,
and drawing a large bowie-knife from be.
meath the back Of his coat, jumped from
the table, slashing Turner with a tremend.
GUS cut as he descended. Turner fell.
weltering in his gore, and some unknown
man in the thick crowd stabbed
Mr.. Clay in he back, infict.
ing a wound from which he re.
covered only after a long confinement,
n from which he still occasionally suf.
fers. Wounded as he was. he fought his
way through the crowd 10 n house near
by, where he was cared for. Mr.. Turner
was carried to another room i'm the same
house where he died after the lapse OF
some hours. Before dying he effected a
reconciliation with Mr.. Clay. and asked
To be forgiven for what he had dom He
made am statement to the
effect that a plot had been laid to aggra,
vate Mr.. Clay to make an assault and then
to assassinate him, n hat he, in accord
ance with the plot, had attempted 10 pro
woke Mr.. Clay. He asked that the law
should hold Mr.. Clay guiltless in the mat
ter. and guiltless he was held accord
ingly.
Upon another occasion, while Mr.. Cla,
was spenking at Rmsselrs Cave. near Lex