Atlanta semi-weekly journal. (Atlanta, Ga.) 1898-1920, 1911-07-28

by means of a ladder, he clambered to
the roof, cut down the flag with Win
ser's knife. and brought it from Its
staff
There were two men in bed in the
garnet whom we had not observed at all
when we entered. their position being
somewhat concealed, but who now rose
in great apparent amazement, although
1 observed that they were more than
half dressed.
1--WE at once turned to descend, Pri-
mel Ellswor,l4 Immediately following him
vate Brownell leading the way. and Col =
with the flag
THE TRAGEDY ON The STAIRS.
LAS Brownell reached the first land
ing place or entry, after descent of
some dozen steps, man jumped from
dark passage. and hardly noucing
the private, leveled a double-barreled
gun square at the colonel's breast.
''Brownell made a quick pass to turn
the weapon aside. but the fellows hand
was firm, and he discharged one barrel
straight to its aim, the sIugs of buck
shot, with which it was loaded, enter
ing the coloneps heart, killing him at
the instant.
Il think my arm was resting on poor
Ellsworth's shoulder at the moment AT
any rate he seemed to fall almost from
my own grasp. He was on the second
or third step from the landing, and he
dropped forward with that heavy, hor-
rible, headlong weight which always
comes of sudden death inflicted in chs
manner
His assailant had turned like a flash
to give the contents of the other barrel
to Brownell, but either he could not
command his aim, or the zouave was
too quick for him, for the slugs went
over his head and passed through the
panels and wainscot of door tina;
shelter some sleeping dodgers.
simultaneously with the second shot,
and sounding like the echo of the first,
Brownell's rifle was heard and the as
sassin staggered backward.
HE was hit exactly in the middle of
the face, and the wound, as l after
ward saw it. was the most frightful
ever witnessed. OF course, Brownell
did not know the shot had been fatal,
and so before the man dropped he thrust
his sabre bayonet through and through
the body. the force of the blow sending
the dead man violently down the upper
section of the second flight of stairs. at
the foot Of which he lay with his face
to the floor. "a portrait of Private Brow
nell WAS printed in this series May Is,
under the title. A zouaveD.
''W nser ran from above. crying, Who's
httY but as ne glanced downward by our
feet, he needed no answer"
A WOMAN'S SORROW.
The little party in the hall stood to-
gether in defensive position, fearing
they might be further attacked, until
the company of Colonel Ellsworth had
sent for came up.
Guards were established in the house.
The bodies of the two victims of the
tragedy lay as yet where they fell. The
Confederate flag was under Ellsworth,
and stained with his blood The man
who had killed him lay on his gun
The writer above quoted went out to
the orders he knew Col |
onel Ellsworth had contemplated regard |
ing seizing lie telegraph office.
when 1 returned to the hotel" he |
wrote there was terrible scene en- |
acting A woman had run from a lower |
room to the stairway where the body of |
the defender of the secession flag lay, |
and recognizing it, cried aloud with an
agony so heartrending that no person |