The Saint Paul globe. (St. Paul, Minn.) 1896-1905, 1901-04-06

HIS HOME IS AN ARSENAL
OLD MAN REFUSED, TO PERMIT
SERVICE OF A WRIT OF
ATTACHMENT
QUARREL WITH HIS DAUGHTER
Was the Immediate Cause of Yes
terday's Battle, I'm Which 1t
Is Thought Gen. Clay
Was W Ounded

LEXINGTON, KY, Arril 5.-With the
cry: 1.-The vendetta, the vendetta on
his lips, Gen. Cassius M. Clay, the
famous abolitionist and duelist, and
former United States minister to Russia.
this morning led his little body guard to
battle against a sheriff s posse which
had gone to White Hail. his palatial
mansion in Madison county, to serve
papers upon the general in a civil case
instituted against him by his daughter,
Mrs Mary B. Clay. Many shots were
fired ON each side and the posse finally
departed without accomplishing the pHr-
pose of it's visit. 1t is reported that Gen.
Clay was wounded Fleeing from his
supposed enemies he barricaded himself
in his ''den," in the mansion. and there
he remains, guarded by his servants
Whether or not he is wounded is known
only to himself and his little body guard
No physician has beer summoned to the
house. Todays conflict was directly con-
nected with the domestic woes of Gen.
Clay which have darkened the closing
years of his life. The principals in the
battle were Gen. Clay and two of his
body guard Rud Literell and Jim Bolin,
on one side, and Sheriff Colyer, Deputy
Terrill and Frank Mason, of Madison
county, on the other The writ which
the sheriff sought to serve was one order
ing the delivery of some furniture 5e-
longing to the generals daughter The
officers approached the house from the
north, passing through the apple orch
ard The generals Russian bull dogs be-
gan barking and the officers stopped at
the yard. The generals body guard
promptly came to the door and the
sheriff announced that he desired a per-
sonal interview with his master. Gen
Clay, in a few moments came to the
door, revolver in hand.
Gen. Clay said the sheriff, I'VE are
here on a peaceful mission
"You are on my property without leave
and I will shoot you,' replied the old
man. who, almost blind, strained his
eyes, as If trying TO make out the loca.-
ton of an enemy.
Don't shoot, general, we are friends, !"
shouted Sheriff Colyer.
Spies" he retorted, and handing his
pistol to one of his ,n1esa he took in
stead repeating shot CUR and cooked it.
Sheriff Colver sought shelter behind a
large oak tree nearby, and his deputies
also hid themselves. All pulled their
weapons.
MERRY FUSILLADE.
Gen. Clay shrieked, 'eThe vendetta, the
vendetta and began firing in the direc-
ton from which he heard the voices. The
sheriff fired in return after the general
had emptied the weapon, and his deputies
also fired, they say, not at the old man
but hoping to scare him. Colyer was
shooting wildly also, not desiring to kill
the general
After emptying the shot gun, Gen.
Clay tried his revolver, which would not
fire. He then took from the hands of the
other guard rifle and discharging 1t in
the direction of the frightened sheriff
and deputies. Exhausting his arnmuni-
ton, Gen. Clay sought retreat. He Went
into his room, and, pulling up the iron
bars, ordered his men to adjust the pis-
tolls, three large navy weapons always
kept lying on a dresser. He armed him
self with a large bowie knife and a
butcher knife and stationing himself by
the door awaited further attack. After
Gen. Clay had retreated into his den
Sheriff Colyer and his men left the yard
They found a negro boy and sent him
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