The Washington herald., 1912-03-15
Is SLAIN
BY OUTLAW BAND
Continued from Page One.

save for the crash of the powder and
the scream Of the bullets.
The thiug had been compile, y pre-
arrauSe,.. J. r"~ttcC ily an1 fu u
beforehand .-...-ssie. gallanA graz
haired jurist. candidate for the State's
supreme bench. and Foster, the Common
wealth attorney, together with the other
officers of the court, knew better than
any one else that they were walking un-
der the shadow of death when they en-
tered the court room.
And yet they went on with their work.
That Is the way with Nirginians-
HeIpIcSs Before Their Enemies.
They stood helpless, unarmed, before
their enemies. Even the prisoner, old
Floyd Allen, noted for twenty years as
the most desperate feudal leader in the
mountains, had a gun when the shooting
began. II is believed that his first shot
killed Judge Massie.
He had been arrested for aiding the
escape of two of his nephews from ofii-
GERS who had arrested the young men on
a charge of attacking people on the
highway. Floyd Aliens trial was swift
quiet AFFAIR. There was not sign Of
violent intent on the part OF the Allen
clan or on the part Of their enemies
who crowded the court room. But the
evidence was overwhelmingly against
the defendant. His brothers and his clan
folk knew it. That was why the word
was passed about the village this morn
ing: THE Aliens are coming.
The Jury was sent out to deliberate
about 5 O'Clock in the morning. They
returned within an hour. The room was
absolutely silent. A shaggy mountaineer
deliberately struck a match and lighted
his pipe 4 deputy rebuked him, and
he put II out
The clerk, Goad, who is probably dy-
ing. asked the Jurors foreman what
their verdict was.
Guilty. and we fix the punishment at
one year in prison.
Even then there was not a movement
among the crowd.
stnnds Up for Sentence.
Judge Massie, in his low but stern
voice. summoned the prisoner to the bar.
Floyd Allen, tall. rough clad, bearded.
a sneer upon his hairy lips, moved
forward until he stood directly beneath
the low rostrum on which the judge sat
II sentence you to one year at hard
labor in the prison Of the county, at
Roanoke" said the judge.
The prisoner smiled deiiantly. He half
turned and seemingly in that instant gave
tributed throughout the court rooms.
sudden clamor Of voices followed. and
next instant, the prisoner. whirling on
his heel, had fired a shot point-blsnk
at the Judge who had just sentenced
him. Judge Massie. without sound.
sank dead upon the floor behind the
bench.
Instantaneously the court room became
a battle ground. Shots came from every
corner. Foster the government attor-
ney dropped to his knees and then
SpI-1 wled upOn the floor. Sheriff Webb
rushed forward to certain death trying
to seize the prisoner. He fell at the feet
of Floyd Allen. just as Allen himself
went down pie reed through the abdomen
Ly a bullet n ON an officer, or from
rival clansman. Goad was bowed and
bleeding over his little desk. Three had
fallen. one OF them Douglas dead; an
other (Blankenshipl dying. Not an officer
OF the law was left unhurt. There was
not a chance of capturing the Aliens in
that crowd of terrified men who recognized
them as the kings of the border, and who
dared rot dispute their power.
Gang shows Cowardice.
The assailants made their way quickly
out OF the ecurt room. But they went
in terror. IL was significant of the cow
ard.ce of their attack that they left the
prisoner. Floyd, lying in agony upon the
floor.
The desperate viii live TO suffer his
fell punishment Meanwhile his clznsmen
are galloping into the hills. The authori-
ties know where they win 20. There
can 20. They have killed too many