The Bamberg herald. [volume] (Bamberg, S.C.) 1891-1972, 1912-03-28
ONE OUTLAW MAKES ESCAPE.
Three Others of Allen Gang Pressed
by PurSuerS.


dicted for the Hillsville court house
murders. has cleanly eluded all pur-
suers, but his uncle, Sidna Allen, and
cousins, Wesley Edwards and Friel
Allen, are so closely pressed on the
south side of the Blue Ridge that
they probably will be captured with
in three days.
This information came to-day from
leaders of the hunt for the gang who,
on March IA, swooped down on the
Carroll county court, killed Judge
Nassie, Prosecutor Foster, Sheriff
Webb, Juror Fowler and Miss Nancy
Ayers, and wounded two bystanders.
Claude Allen, who once attended
military school at Raleigh, \. c.,
and knows more of the outside world
than the average mountaineer, It
was learned to-day, took pocketful
of gold from the family cash drawer
on the night of the tragedy, put on
his best clothing and vanished on
horseback beyond the North Carolina
line. Hope of finding him in the
mountains has now been abandoned.
Close Behind Others.
Not so, however, with the three
other outlaws, who are lodging
about the crevices of the Blue Ridge,
between here and Mount Airy, N. G.
They have been seen at a distance,
detectives having been within thirty
minutes of them.
81 hope they will all give them
selves up; they had better do it, for
they have no chance at ALL was the
frank comment of Sidna Edwards,
likewise indicted for murder, who
was taken to-day for safekeeping to
the Roanoke Jail, where he Joined
his uncle, Floyd Allen, his cousin,
Victor Allen, and his chum, Byrd
Marion, all indicted for completely in
the court house shooting.
Edwards swung his tall, robust
figure into the train at Galax about
noon. He was brought here from
Hillsville under a heavy guard. With
him was Sergt. White, of the State
militia. He arrived in Roanoke to-
night seemingly as carefree as a
school boy on lark. People from
fifty miles around the countryside
gathered at the railroad station to
catch a glimpse of the prisoner.
Meets Cousin, Peace Officer.
They had no difficulty, for Ed
wards projected his broad shoulders
through the train window and waved
to each group, not few of whom
were friends or relatives, for Carroll
county's population is composed
largely of Aliens or their kinsfolk.
There was a plaintive note in the
boys voice, however, when Henry
Allen, a cousin, attired in the blue
uniform of an officer of the peace,
stepped aboard the train at Byllsbey.
They shook hands and eyed each
other in silence for moment.
I'm sorry to sc you in bad
scrape like this" sighed Allen.
well, sir, I'm sorry to be in it,
but 1 jest could not help it," was the
meek reply. Edwards reiterated his
protest of innocence.
Il had hard time of it, he said;
"for two weeks 1 had been in bed
with pneumonia and they all dragged
me out to come to court to be wit
ness in Uncle Floyds trial. I wish
now 1 had not gone.
Knew Escape Impossible.
"The shooting began all of sud-
den and the room was filled with
smoke in a second, bullets were fly
ing from one side to the other like
lightning. I got out as fast as 1
could; I ran away as I heard they
would shoot us on sight. I slept in
barns and hid in the fodder, but 1
knew I was caught some days ago.
They could have arrested me much
earlier
Detective Thoms L. Felts and AL