The weekly intelligencer. [volume] (Lexington, Mo.) 1891-1901, 1891-09-05


"We want this fellow" he said.
"Who wants him?" jackson asked.
81 and my companions waiting without.
The laws delay may cheat us OF revenge.
Give him up.'
There was q struggle. Jackson sought to
defend his prisoner from the mob, but he
was cast to one side as if he had been but
a child. Again he essayed to wrest the
states ward from the fury of the mInions
of Judge Lynch's court, and was bound
himself. Not content with this the lead
er told him he, too, you'd be dealt with
if he did not behave himself, other men
seized Churchill and dragged him to the
ground and rendered him powerless. BY
this time the mob had McFadden, and was
hurrying him out of town. There was
little time lost with Jackson, for while
the leader had been quieting him, the
others were not idle. McFadden, too saw
the determination in the faces of the men
surrounding him, and knew that his
hours were numbered. He begged piteous-
ly, but his prayers for pity were wasted
on the evening air.
HUNG TO A LOCUS
The mob took McFadden a mile west of
town and hung him to the projecting limb
of a honey locust tree. At first the man
refused to say anything of himself or his
history, but with the rope about his neck
and the fixed expression of determination
on the faces of the men about him, there
was no reason for him to doubt the ulti-
mate accomplishment of their purpose.
He must die, and had better, he thought,
tell something of his history. At first he
said he was from Texas, but later he said
he came from Knoxville, Tenn, his COM
panion in the robbery sending money to
pay his expenses. The other man had
been a farm hand in the neighborhood OF
Corder, but McFadden did not tell how
the acquaintance began. Perhaps this is
one of the facts which developed when it
was found that McFadden was the proper
name of the man, and not Murrell, as he
had told the leader of the mob. He said
he had been a thief since he was ten years
old, robbing houses in a small way, II
stealing n horse or two, but this was the
first time he had undertaken the robbery
Of a bank. He was n large fellow, weigh
ing near 200 pounds, six feet tall, "a or %
years old, brown rs a Mexican and with
the high cheek bones and protruding
jaws OF the people OF that country. He
had been much out OF doors, and his hands
showed him no stranger to hard work.
THE FINAL END.
"Have you anything further to say?"
asked the leader OF the mob, and Nc
Fadden looked the men in the face as he
said no. Cup with him, boys; and may
the Lord protect him. The stars in the
clear vault of heaven twinkled merrily,
the katydid sang to his mate, the evening
breeze softly soughed through the branch
es of the thorn tree, and all nature
was hushed in the stiffness of the
night. Up went the nan form as
stout arms pulled on the other end OF
the rope. There was the usual struggle
as the spirit OF the man sought to retain
its abode in the body OF clay; there was
the gurgling sound of breath trying to
escape from the surging lungs; there was
the drawing up of the muscles OF the
limbs as the blood, checked in its flo W
through the veins, forced them almost to
bursting. There was the accompanying
distortion of the face from strangulati ion,
and all was over. Lon McFadden's spirit
had escaped from it's earthly tenement.
His body swung in the air, rapidly grow
ing cold, firmly clasped in the strong
arms of the grim giant, Death.
CHASTITY SIGHT FOR TRAVELLERS.
There hung the body. The mob had
done its work, and melted into thin air,
the victim of it's wrath alone of all the
crowd remaining at the spot. There was
the sharp report OF a pistol, the flash of
the explosion, and only the sounds OF the
night broke the stiffness. The men had
gone, leaving the robber hanging there.
All night the body swayed in the wind.
When the first streaks of dawn had man
tied the east it hung there. The sun peep
ed over the eastern hill and gilded the
landscape, bringing the CHASTITY sight
more plainly forward. The birds twitter-
ed in the boughs overhead, and waited
not that death was SO nigh. Passenger
trains on the railroad Numbered by, and
the eyes of the passengers were RECALLED
Win Jne SlBnC OF u man ) ueau DOuy udHS-
ling from the limb of a tree. Verify, a
gooo advertisement of a great states re-
sources! Verify, a bad thing for those
men and women from the east seeking
homes in the big new west! What Il tale
to tell when they return home!
INFERRED AND DIsINTERRED.
AS soon as the work of the mob became
known in Higginsville, Il telegram was
sent to Coroner Straughn, and within ten
minutes of its receipt the coroner County
Attorney Aull and Sheriff Mitchell We're
on their way to Corder. At 1 O'Clock they
arrived at Higginsville, and there learned
that an our u Il half before Justice
Barley, of COrder, had ordered the body
taken down, and summoning II jury, had
held an inquest. Placing the body in y
rude coffin, he had it taken To IL cemetery
two and Il half miles from town and buried,
This inquest, the attorney said, would not
do. and that afternoon the officials went
on to Corder. The body was disinterred
and returned to Corder, where the inquest
was properly held. 1t was found that the
body hal been placed in a coffin much too
short, and a new coffin was ordered. After
holding the inquest the corpse was re
turned to the grave in the country Gene
terry and consigned to its last resting place.