San Antonio daily light. [volume] (San Antonio, Tex.) 1886-1907, 1892-10-28
DALLAS LETTER.

| Special Correspondence
Yesterday in Music hall at the re-
union of Confederate veterans. we sal
and listened to Capt. w. G. Veal. His
words, 1--WE shall soon join the vas,
majority, no telling how soon,'
proved prophetic, it seems, for today
he is cold and stiff in death. Yester'
day he was urging all his comrades
| to subscribe to the fund being raised
to erect q monument to the confeder-
ate dead. 1--WE will soon DE mum bered
with Them" he said Alas! how
soOD?
While seated at a table drafting O
series of resolutions to be presen ted
in short while at a business meet
ing of the ex-confederstes, he was
shot and instantly killed by DIR. r.
H. Jones, of this place. Not a word
was spoken by either party. In fact
they did not know each other. DIR.
Jones walked in to the building used
as the headquarters of Camp Sterling
Price and asked: sis that that Capt.
Veal?" An affirmative answer was
given by Mr.. Mendez, who sat near.
Quick as a flash the pistol did
its work. Killed to right q wrsng
perpetrsted % years ago. The
wrong ed one Is the murderer's wife.
The husband was only told of the
deed a month ago. 1t Is reported
that DR.. Jones sent Capt Veal a let
ter notifying him that he, Jones,
his face in Dallas.
+, Your correspondent sat In Music
Hall, listening to the programme.
Not word OF sympathy was uttered,
no esOlut tons of coincidence suggested
for the murdered mans relatives.
There were very few In the
building or on the fair
grounds that knew of the occurrence.
DR. Jones' aged parents reside in
this place. He Is now in Jail. 1t is
thought the shock will result in the
death OF Capt. Veal's wife, who is in
q very feeble condition, at her home
in Fort Worth.
Aside from the above tragedy, ev-
erything has been propitious to this
reunion of those who wore the gray.
Even the sun shone out. Old Sol had
kept in the back ground the entire
week previous. Today could not have
been better had IL been made to or.
der. Mrs. Hayes and little Jefferson
Davis were enthusiastically received.
Mrs. Hayes is most charming and
gracious woman, is very simply
dressed. Little Jefferson Davis is q
wee bit okau eight-yesr boy, not I'M
like any other boy, though we tried
to make our neighbor to the left (who
by the way was more than half seas
over believe that ne would one day
be president, and told him to start
the rebel yell for little Jeff. which he
did with all his might. While in the
city Mrs. Hayes and son are guest of
Gen. Cabell, who was q warm per.
sonal friend of the dead confederate
chieftain.
Below is a copy Of a letter written
by Jas. p. NewconSb of San Antonio,
in 1861, the morning after his Office
had been destroyed by q mob.
SAN ANTONIO, Nov. IA. 1861.
Last night my office was entirely
destroyed by a mob, supposed to be
composed Of the rangers. Enclosed you
will find an extra-my last issue,
which, 1 suppose, was the feather
that broke the cancels back.
Liberty of speech and the press,
the hitherto boast of every American,
seems to be entirely ignored by our
new masters, usurpation, tyranny and
lynch law, in all it's refinement, has
marked the new order of things thus
far, Are they not the shadows of
that coming event "a tyranny far more
than Austrian) which will obliterate
our birthright as American freeman?
You have read my paper and can pro-
perly judge this matter, which ! leave
to your consideration and comment.
There is considerable Indignation felt
here. A precedent has been set to be
followed at will. If have committed
any crime are there not laws to pun
fish me? Not only has my property
been destroyed, but my life threaten
ed-and for what? Because 1 did not
choose to take for granted all the
enormitIes practiced, and pass In
silence all the humbugs that have
been inaugurated Yours truly,
JAS p. NEwCoMB.
F. A. M.