The Evening standard. [volume] (Ogden City, Utah) 1910-1913, 1910-12-31

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you chance to be travelling through Virginia on
local train running down from Columbus TO Nor
folk you VIII strike little In the mountains
II where three States together. The brakeman
VIII point it out TO you and name the States-yr-
ginla, West Virginia and Kentucky. a moment later
he VIII call the station Panther using his official
voice. although Panther Is not much of town-a few
wooden houses built half up the hillside the railroad
at the bottom and hills crowdIng all around
The hills close IL Is impossible 10 get view
of the sky from the car window. One must get out
on the stotion PLATFORM tip ones head back and look
straight up. There Is the sky. uninterestnG enough
on at one end of the platform you VIII find the figure
OF man sitting horse. Raw boncd, both of them
lem, and long and lank The horse looks half starved
and altogether ugly; the man. all of that IS Mt the
same time tired and forlorn.
The station agent II he has time in the excitement
4 laeonic Cap Hutdeld: watch out for him."
Any one not knowing who Cap Hatfield is would
laugh Mt the Idea of watching out for this halffcd
man. lie wears blue homcspun shirt. old fashioned
pun boots that reach to the Knee and across his lap
lies n musket OF 63 He might be n civil war figure
left behind by the armies that swept Virginia from
the mountains TO the sea. But he Is far from that.
The barrel Of his gun is tied to the butt with pieces
of dirty twine, yet the gun shoot, and 1t has
killed men.
Cap Hatfield Is the last remnant Of the Hatfield
Mccoy feud which was in its turn one Of the last of
those savage family wars which woged back and
forth the border line between the three States
Virginia, West Virginia and Kentucky
The Hatfeld-McCoy fcud is at end because the
McCoys are all dead, except one who away 10
Texas and has not been beard from since. In the
meantime Cap Hatfield would take anything he really
wanted from a chew of tobacco to ton of steel rail-
He would kill any who got in his way easily
as he would shoot turkey, and he is the most noor
Gus moonShiner among the mountain whites. Alto
geher he about as layless as rattlesnake in Au.
gust, which in those mountains Is saying good deal
II you want to meet Cap Hatfield there is just one
man to introduce you II you want to call at his
tain hon, tI,ra Il
He IS James Baldwin, time police captain. now
railroad detective, of Roanoke Va Captain Baldwin
expects TO die With his boots on; the when and where
has particular interest for him You might 60
with him as we went In the last warm days of Octo-
ber-by horses and over mountain roads. And IT is
worth while just TO see these two fighters together
both so clearly the spirit OF fcuda days when all men
lived to fight,
Cap HotAed is afraid of the tall white haired man
from Roanoke Baldwin has guns and a clear
head He is the only man who caught the
mountalnecr and carried him In to Jail Cap Hatfield
ndmires man who do that. and far as II Is i'm
him to be friends with any ono he friends with this
man of the law.
There are both State and government warrants out
for Cnp Hat6cd's arrest and many a deputy in the
United States service has tried to get a hand on him
Some years ago he moved from Pike county Ken
tucky' where he was born and raised. and where ne
spent his time killing McCoys and dstllling whlskey
contrary to the law. 1t bit dangerous to live
at fkevNlc under the eyes of the Judges and the
caves or the county jail SO he moved himself ais
hoss, bis wife aud his children few miles cast
into Buchanan county, Virginia. where the hills pre
a'nost uhpcopled and the trail Is hard to find. He
nao been over there many time when the law of
Kentucky was after him. but this tIme he went TO
stay. He built his cabin the top of a mountain
which Is heavily wooded and thick with underground
Inc mountaineer had plenty OF children nine of
them In all, but died; Cap scarcely knows how
many tnere are alive now. Even So there are enough
oI them TO guard that hill and keep busybodes away
Ihere Is just one tru up the mountains I'm ihc n,s
pace and stranger may try that way # he darcs
rug WI come tbe first bullet swapping through the
trees lhe second VIII come nearer and the third II
any one Is foolish enough pursue the Journey will
come straight home, There will be no other sign of
nunauS; the Hatnelds always fight under cover They
miEIlt sho"s Son rul OF holes, aud you would have
noIiuE 10 prove 1t they. If YOU 20 with CantaIn
oaIu"h you put your faith in him The revolver in
your mp pocket might better be candy or chewing gum
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