The Anderson intelligencer. [volume] (Anderson Court House, S.C.) 1860-1914, 1903-10-14


"but suppose it is found out"
''1t is worth the risk for such fell
low. Let's stand by him
And SO we did. In spite of the
greatest possible efforts to find out
who killed "the Dutch sergeant" it
was all unavailing. To our utter dis
may when we had quiet talk with
Lindsey and demonstrated with him
and tried to point out the risk to all
of US of his conduct, he almost para
lyzed us with the same CLEAN in the
eyes and the quiet announcement that
he meant to kill the little lieutenant
in charge of the guard 81 | the Irish
third lieutenant under him.
These men are Monsters" he said
with shake of his fist, and hideous
glcaD. in his eyes. "They beat our
wounded and they are as cruel as
fcnds.'
No persuasion could have the slight
est effect upon him and Worthington
and had another quiet conference.
1t resulted as before. We were to
stand by Lindsey, come what would
and do .he best we could for him, but
We were TO talk to him once uore md
try to dissuadc him.
That evening, after killing days
march, at least q dozen of our men
were swung up by their thumbs, and
their cries were hoartrending. We
were asleep when the camp was sud-
denly turned topsy-turvy by shots and
the whiz and hiss of the minnie balls
flying around us.
cts Lindsey" said Worth;ngton;
"bo perfectly quiet. Don't get up,
you'll be shot; lie down. said he,
tugging at me as 1 was tryiag to get
up.
''Where is he? Iwant to help him.
Where is he?" l asked still half
asleep. The hiss of the minnie balls
commingled with the cry of the wound
ed and tho beating of drums and o
general alarm, the commands Of the
officers and the terror of some of the
prisoners made up wild and wie-d
scene. Confusion reigned supreme.
Finally order sufficient was estab-
lished for the prisoners to be formed,
the guards were even more brutal and
the prisoners were in terror. Such a
scene!
Lieutenant Kelly had been assault
ed by Federal soldier, who had at
tempted also to assassinate the lieu
tenant Of the guard. Failing in that
he had mounted the horse of the com.
mandant and had fed.
This was what Worthington and
| could CLEAN from one of the guards
who was little more civil than his
comrades.
"Was it one of your own men,
then2" quired Worthington of tic
guard.
"He was dressed in our uniform
and it is supposed so,' was the reply.
We walked apart and each asked at
the same time: "Where's Lindsey?"
That was the question, and to Wor-
thington nnd myself very important
one.
"He did it," Worthington said
close ir my ear; "do you think they'll
catch him?"
"He has good horse and may get
away"
II hope So" And so I did, end to
this day do not know If Lindsey was
ever captured. How he got the Yam
kee uniform or how he ever carried
out his plan to kill Lieutenant Kelly
l do not know. There was any amount
OF carefully suppressed Satisfaction at
the death of that monster among the
prisoners; and the guards themselves
shed no tears for him. There was
one very strong circumstantial inci-
dent which invited our suspicion to
Lindsey apart from his telling Worth
ington and me of his determination to
kill these two officers. I overheard
one of the prisoners tell another that
he had exchanged "a brand new Yam
kee overcoa. to one of our men for
Confederate coat aud got good rub
Der blanket to boot and plug Of TO-
bacoo." Lindsey had rubber blap-
ket. and o Confederate coat.
To our dismay the guards were re-
inforoed and the barbarity and cruel
ty went on. We, after two days of
terror, reached Eradariok. MARYLAND.