Yorkville enquirer. [volume] (Yorkville, S.C.) 1855-2006, 1903-11-03

out with the others, and pretty soon
fell in with Mr.. Hoard. We were not
long in striking a hot trail. We found
he had gotten his breakfast at "One-
Legged Billy Carson's at All Healing
yesterday morning; his dinner at Mrs.
Robinson's at Sandy Plains, and his
supper at r. G. Yorks on, the John
Thompson place. From different peo-
pie who had talked to him, we learned
either Lancaster, Kershaw or Monroe.
yesterday morning, he asked whether
or not the narrow gauge" had ever
commenced running Sunday trains, and
wanted to know the nearest route to
Bowling Green: but explained that he
did not want to pass through Gastonia-
We were pretty we'll satisfied last night
that he would try to cross the river at
one Of the ferries; and we spent the
night with the ferryrnan at Wright's.
This morning we learned that he had
gotten his breakfast at Jim Barnes af-
ter spending the night in an clubhouse
or in the woods, and borrowing shot
gun from Mr.. Thomasson, we started
up that way. After while We met
him coming down the road in COM
pany with the mail rider. Both Of
us knew him on sight; but we pre-
tended Indifference until we got right
up on him. Then I said to him:
"'You are the very man we are
looking for; throw up your hands and
surrender or will shoot He made
no reply; but turned to walk off. I
again ordered him to throw up his
hands; but he kept going, and after
another warning fired. My gun had
become entangled in the vines and that
disconnected my aim. AS I fired he
turned sideways and began walking
rapidly, reaching for his pistol as he
walked. If you don't halt I'll kill you'll
said. That is what you will have to
do he replied, and I fired again. The
charge took effect in the smallsof the
back, and spun him around. BY this
time he had his pistol out. and both
Mr.. Hoard and myself drew out pistols,
and commenced firing. One shot
struck him In the hip. He then began
to walk backward. He was looking for
| sheltering trees and so were we. He
fell, either from shock or because he
was tripped by vine; but quickly re-
covered himself, facing us. Then in
STOPPING position he aimed his 41-cal-
lbre Colt gun with both hands and let
| fly at me. Mr.. Hoard and myself con-
| tinued to fire and a bullet struck him
in the chest and knocked him over.
We both rushed upon him. I put my
pistol to his head and told him to drop
his weapon or would kill him. He
hesitated and was beginning to fear
that he was going to make me shoot;
but after few seconds; he pitched his
gun to one side and said, Take the
damn thing
"As soon as We were sure Of him, we
began to try to make him as comforta-
BILE as possible. He called for water,
and Mr.. Hoard went after a bucket.
While Mr.. Hoard was gone, said: See
here my friend, 1t looks to me like you
are pretty seriously hurt. and II you
have any friends or relatives anywhere
to whom you would like to send word,
| ! will be glad to attend to 1t for you:'
YHe replied, AS to who I am. what /
am, or where 1 am from, don't make
any difference. That Is my business
to know and yours to find out; but you
will never get 1t out Of me- I want
you to understand that now, once for
ALL To this I replied, Well, what
ever you are old fellow, or whoever you
are 1 want to say this, You are the
grittlest man I ever saw? In spite of
his evident suffering he smiled and
said, came from that kind Of stock"
Mr.. Hoard's story Tailed in the main
with that Of Mr.. Russell, except that
Mr.. Hoard Is quite positive that Mr..
Russelps first shot was clear miss;
that the charge went up through the
trees and he thinks that he himself
fired the shot that struck the man in
the chest. He freely comedies, how
ever, that Mr.. Russell was the man to
whom the fellow devoted most Of his
attention, and at whom he fired the
one shot that he returned at them. Mr..
Russell was inclined to contend that
he had hit. the fellow at both fires
with the shotgun; but the shotmarks
on the mans body do not seem to bear
out this contention.
After hearing the stories just re-
cited, the reporter went into the house
and took a look at the wounded man,
as he lay stretched out In bed on his
back. His clothes had been removed
to facilitate the dressing of his wounds.
and had not been replaced. He Is about
five feet nine inches tall, weighs some
think like $50 pounds, is apparently
about thirty-flve years Of age; has
very fine muscular development. His
skin Is very white and his complexion
fair and clear. His face shows signs Of
dissipation; but also of marked intel
ligence. He is blind in one eye; but
the color Of his good eye could not be
distinguished In the dim light; he has
a dark mustache, which, according to
lHose WIN Sd" ~ Ill odyH6hl, sdy, HAS
a reddish cast. His hair Is Of a pecu-
liar color, indefinable by lamplight; but
described by those who saw 1t earlier as
light chestnut. 1t has probably been
dyed. His teeth show numerous gold
filings. His hands are soft and deli
cate, and in his coat pocket was a pair
of fine kid gloves, and gold eyeglasses.
His whole appearance is that of a man