The central record. (Lancaster, Ky.) 18??-current, 1898-05-06
JUDGE OWSLEY'S CALAMITY.
An Interesting Story of His PredOmina-
ting Characteristic as told by
A Stanford Lady.

STANFORD, April SO-These days of
wars and rumors of wars are bringing
to the sur face "reminiscences from m =
ny old people who encountered the
high-rolling waves of the :athomless
sea of trouble given rise to by the
bloody civil war, which will remain in
their memories as long as life lasts 1t
is frequent occurrence to read in the
daily papers a story relating to "about
the time the war was in progress"
and now Aunt Mollie' Nunnelley,
the estimable wife of Lincoln's big
trader, Phillip P. Nunnelley, tells with
in finite pleasure how the late lament
Ell Jujgei Mike II. Owslev upon one
occasion rescued her from a perilous
situation in the midst of the war times
of the COS. Mr.. and Mrs Nunneiley
were residing in Pulaski county, two
and-a-half miles this side of Somerset
on the farm where Mr.. Lewis now
lives. Col Frank Wolford's daring
regiment of cavalry, of which Judge
M. H. Owsley was the Captain, was in
camp in the suburbs of Somerset, as
was also Col. Bramlett's troop. One
day a soldier of the latter regiment
sneaked out of camp and went prowl-
ing through the country, like a roar
ing lion, seeking whom he might de-
YOUR. He was, frightful looking
specimen of humanity and was consid-
cred the toughest and most desperate
character in Col. Bramletts army. He
finally reached the country residence
of Mr.. Nunnelley, who was absentand
his wife and Mrs Ike Cowen were
there alone. Catering the house, with
q drawn sword, this desperate soldier
loudly swore that he was going to
commit some fearful crimes. and ad-
ded: II will then kill you id de-
fenselcss creatures-I'm a bad man!'
The two ladies were terrified. The
warrior bold was staggering drunk
and they managed to keep out of his
way, frightened almost to Death. and
it seemed that no help was near. How
ever. a horsemad passing by. had TAX
en- in the situation and on his flying
steed had hastily informed Capt Nike
Owsley, and with ten subordinates
that officer was soon at the home Of
Mr.. Nunnelley. The soldier dehantly
told them that he would die before
leaving the premises and brandishei
his weapon high in the air. Every ef-
fort was made to get to him and take
him alive, but he handled the sword
dexterously and finally slashed q sol.
der on the shoulder, producing fear
full wound, and like q demon straight
from hell, he at the same time made a
charge on the IL men, when the cry
rang out, .'Shoot him down." and 1
relate with pleasure that he tumbled
to the racket did not ask Mrs Nun
nelley where they buried him, nor do
l care. Any demon in human form
who will take advantage of defense
less women ought to be speedily sent
where the worm dieth not and the fire
is never Quenched. With the dignity
characteristic of him, Capt. Owsley
then allayed the fears Of the tremb-
ling ladies and assured their future
protection. Though he sleeps In the
grave Of the valiant, and is remember
bered by admiring thousands a. bril-
true friend. in no breast ID there .
warmer feeling for the memory OF
Judge Mike Owsley than in that Of the
lady who told me this story.