The herald and news. [volume] (Newberry S.C.) 1903-1937, 1909-06-15

urelN up 20 NE. hen ne was aDOul
ten feet away, stepped out, cooked
my rifle. and raising it to my shoulder
demanded him to surrender. But i'm
a@ine my feeling. for when | cooked
the rife, the cap stuck a moment to
the hammer. and I heard it drop and
role away. Now I was before my enc
my. eve 10 eve. with a harmless weap-
on on my hand. [ had no time for
recapping or drawing my pistol, for
I dared not take m!%eye from his, and
time meant life or death to me. At
the first sight Of me and the rifle IN
his face he appeared thunderstruck,
and began to look around in an amaz-
ed kind Of way. and began TO think
he meant fight. I told him he was
surrounded. and to dismount at once,
or he would be riddled with bullets.
I ordered him to pull off his pistol
belt. in which were two large Colts:
walk off ten steps and holp up his
hands, keeping his back to me. There
was no delay by me in buckling the
pistol around me and seating myself
in the saddle. I felt happy with
something loaded again in my hand.
! We went forward at a good pace, and
: fell to talking, and I guyed him great
" for being taken with a harmless
gun. When I showed him there was
no cap on the corbine, he only said:
| "I'll be d.! If you hadn't kept
your eve so straight on me, would
have given you a fight for your mon
ey."
! "Yes,'' I told him, "you would
have won easily.'
| I have wondered often what would
I have been the outcome of the matter
! had the Yanke acted like the Texan,
when held up by a road agent. pls-
+ol at his breast. with the request,
"vour money or your life.' TIE Tex
IN eyed him for a moment. and then
coolv remarked. "what. Mr.. if that
pistols snaps?" Now, where would
| I have been. if the big Yankee had
! said. "What if that gun snaps?'
! The men hearing this big talking
and getting a glimpse through the
bushes of me on horse and the
: Yankee, took panic and ran from
cover. We could see them f11nnln@
/ through the corn field and the Yankee
was tickled to death at our miSunder-
/ standing.
| We. soon cot together, however. The
! Yankee told us the army had broken
! camp for good. He and lot OF sold
/ ierS were scouting through the swamp
to prevent ambush.
We sent Jess Seigman with the
mule and prisoner back to verify the
report sent by Farrow. Now, this lat
ter had an adventure Of his own
! which I give you in his own words
taken from his letter:
:;When I was sent back l ran up
on a great big negro soldier RIDING.
| a fine horse. I made out | was a
) drunk Yankee soldier, and asked him
to lend me his horse to go back after
sick comrade, which he did. ask
: ed him did he have any money, and
he said, Yes, boss, got plenty OF
dat trash so he pulled out his wal
let and gave me a wad. I mounted
his horse and felt as big as Gen. Lee
when T rode away, telling the negro to
s.av behind tree till I returned, and
for all I know he is there yet.
No doubt that negro or his spook
| is behind that tree to this day. But
, I think Alb. has forgotten exactly how
the thing happened. Now here is the
wav ane of our boys would have
thought the thing came about. When
Ab. ran up on the negro. "Hello,
YOU d black rascal, get down OH
that horse. Got any money? Out
with it quick YOU black ---
Then "whack' the negro is left and
Ab rides away.
That would seemed more in accord
ance with "the men and the times.
Still we have no right to doubt Mr..
Farrow's word, after the lapse OF
nearly half a century.
We went about a mile above the
farm house, to where we could get
nearer the main Columbia road, the
road there being lined on either side
with great forest trees, and under.
crowth. Here We lay during most OF
tn, day, with out wet. icy clothes,
awaiting the passage of the army
hoping to pick up a few ,stragglers
and horses near night. We crept close