The citizen. [volume] (Berea, Ky.) 1899-1958, 1917-06-21
A Good Word for Laurel County
Candee Tells How II Feels To Be Mobbed and Tarred.
Reprinted by request of many of Mr. Candees Friends

We told how the half-hearted mob
brought us to Pittmans where pre-
parations had been made TO tar and
feather the abolitionists.
The leader had been provided
with a keg of tar; this in hand, he
addressed Bro. kendrick; Young
man, you are not married and are
evidently seeking a niger compan-
ion Come out here" Qeading out
door, land | will give you lifting
preparation for your courtship."
AS for Candee, I shall have nothing
TO do with him. He has family and
is a neighboring citizen;" Il should
have enjoyed this exemption and i'm
piled compliment more If | had not
realized that this lawyer, Mark Har-
din, probably had more respect for
some gunner in Jackson Co. than
he had for me or my family. He
was in the habit Of attending Cir
cult Court at Mckee, never knew
of his being there again. pull of
your coat or leave il on as you
please. I'm going to give you a lit
tie amounting with tar to match the
sweet odor Of your honey love-"
OF went his hat, coat and vest,
and watch which were held in trust
by a bystander. The tar was put
only in his hair and whiskers, tho
in good measure. A cry was made
for feathers. But no feathers for
such a job from that landladyl Even
the landlord ordered them out of his
yard into the street. Some one
said there were shavings behind the
house; lets have some" This call
was vigorously cried down by dis
gusted members of the mob.
was by Bro. Hendricks side try
ing to keep the tar from dripping
on his clothes. While doing this, a
hotheaded fellow from London, cried
out, Il believe Candee is just as bad
as Kendrick is, " Here" grabbing
the paddle) "old fellow, strip of your
buds if you WISH He put the tar
only in my hair and whiskers. Be-
ing a hot day, the tar was in my
eyes in a minutes time.
That whole mob, but two who
went the other way, were on their
horses and away for London in five
minutes. While they were mount
ing their horses | called out to them,
inviting them to call on me at my
home in Mckee. YES" one fellow
replied, you'd be d-n glad to see
us in Mckee" told them would
treat them the best | knew how. I
could not see them but | heard
them galloping off in haste.
Next thing on the program was to
clean the tar out of our hair and
whiskers. The landlord very kindly
furnished lard to loosen it and soap
WdttI W WdSI out.
We were surrounded by large
crowd of local spectators who were
not slow to express their sympathy
with us. Even the fellow from the
Bluegrass who saluted us when We
first rode up, with the cry, at the
top of his voice, Hang 'em, hang
'em, hang 'em higher than Hannah:
Why do they not come down to the
Bluegrass and preach their incen-
diarism?" Even this fellow was just
as boisterous in his praises of us
and curses against the mob as he
was in his first salutation TO us.
"YOu'r a d-n sight better men than
am. No man could treat me that
way and live. I'd kill him, ETC."
We told him we would not harm
a hair of their head if we could;
that they had our sympathy and
pity much more than we needed
theirs.
Kendrick wanted his hair clipped
off TO aid in getting rid of the tar.
This man, Love-this was his name
pulled his scissors out of his vest
pocket and kindly did the clipping.
While we were jollying each
other on our good fortune in receiv-
ing so little personal damage, and in
having such efficient helpers and
such a big job OF propaganda work
done as those fellows had just per-
formed, who should come bobbing
in but Bobby Jones, behind one Of
those two non-London fellows, who,
on their way back home, discovered
him resting and eating pie in
friendly neighbours house. They
felt it incumbent upon them TO treat
him 10 q little tar, so they brought
him in for that purpose. When he
was on his knees, hat and coat of
and while the administrator was
up the tar, Bro. Kendrick
asked him TO put but little in "the
DOOR old mans gray hair The fell