The Savannah morning news., 1901-02-16

who witnessed the tragedy, has volun-
teered to give his name. There are those
to-day living in Marion county, Mo-.
whose sleep in eternity will be brighter
and sweeter Il they are left in Ignorance
of how one fair-haired boy who went
forth to fight the battles of the South
found a grave when her battles We're end
ed. The lieutenant challenged the cap
tain. bur the question of Its acceptance
was decided upon before the challenge
was received. These were the terms: AT
daylight the principals We're TO meet one
mile from the camp upon the prairie,
armed each with a revolver and n saber.
They were to be mounted and stationed
twenty PAGES apart. back to back. At the
word they were to wheel and hre, au-
vancing or remaining stationary, as they
chose. In no event were they 10 pass
beyond line 200 yards in the rear of
each position
Tragic Hour at Hand.
So secret were the preparations and so
sacred the honor of the two men. that al
though the difficulty was known to 300
soldiers not one of them informed Gen.
Shelby. The general would instantly have
arrested the principals and forced com
promise, as he had done once before I'M
der circumstances AZ urgent but IN no
way similar 1t was q beautiful morning
all balm and bloom and verdure. TWO
and two and in groups the men stole away
from the camp and ranged themselves
on either flank. A few rude jokes We're
heard. and they died out quickly as the
combatants rode up 10 the dead-line Beth
were calm and cool, and on the captain
face there was a half smile. Poor fell
low, there was already the scars OF three
honorable wounds upon his BODY; the
fourth would he his death wound.
They were placed, and sat their horses
like mem who are about to charge. Each
head was turned little to one SIDE
the feet rested lightly in the stirrups,
the left hands gresped the reins well
gathered up the right hand held the
deadly pistols loaded fresh an hour De-
fore.
'Ready-wheel.' The trained steeds
turned upon a pivot as one steed.
Fire.
The Lieutenant never moved from his
tracks. The Captain dashed upon him at
a fun gallap, firing as he came on. Ihree
chambers were empty and three bullets
sped away over the prairie, harmless be
fore the fourth fire was given the Cap
tain was abreast of the Lieutenant ana
aiming at him at deadly range. Too late!
The Lieutenant threw out his pistol UNI
I'll the muzzle almost touched the Cap
TOMS hair and fired. The horse dashed
away riderIess. the Captains life blood
upon his trappings. There was face III
the grass, a widowed woman in Missouri
and a sou1 somewhere in the white hush
and waste of eternity. Comrades buried
him before the sun rose, before the dew
was dried upon the grass, and returned
from the scene of combat without word
of comment upon their lips.
Price Placed on His Head.
Lieut.. HALEY sought his quarters, took
a cup OF coffee, a short nap and, with his
comrades resumed the march toward the
Mexican border. They crossed and went
straight 10 the City Of Mexico, engaging
in battle at almost every step of the
journey, finally to reach their destination
and have their proffers of service to an
empire rejected. HALEY and a few com
panions organized into band for an
early return to the states He dared not
return to the home of his childhood. near
Independence, Mo-, because a price had
been placed upon his head. He was
scarcely more than boy, being then not
q years of age. After a stealthy call at
the home of his sister at Independence,
he left the next DAY for Salt Lake City,
where for many years he discharged the
duties of a peace officer in that wild and
unsettled country. Many outlaws fell VIC
tim 10 his unerring aim with the revolv-
er, and in the course of a decade the
feeling against him and the guerillas of
the civil war had SO much ameliorated
that he returned to Missouri and became
an officer of the st. Joseph police force.
In his demise passes away one of the
characters which the Civil War produced
among the boys of Missouri yet in their
teens.
Extreme overwhelmingly: "Phwy