The Bienville Democrat. [volume] (Arcadia, Bienville Parish, La.) 1912-1980, 1921-09-29

death has made me feel sort o BAG,
and tObacker'S aIiuS a consolation
The sounds of the shooting had car
ried far, and it wasn't long until the
scene of the tragedy was crowded with
Balls and ToTeyS, Littlefords ana
Morelands. Major Bradley and Hayes,
too, were there, Every man OF them
was armed; a very little thing might
easily turn the place into Il shamh'eS.
The major saw this, and he was
afraid. He drew the leaders of the
MorelandS and the Littletords aside,
and finally prevailed upon them to 10
their utmost toward keeping peace un-
til the coming Of the sheriff.
At first John Moreland and Ben Lit
tleford were for taking Bill Dale from
the Balls and Torreys who guarded
him, if they had to depopulate the
whole Ball settlement, Jerusalem Cove
and Iatton's Hell to accomplish II.
Happily, the majors counsel prevailed.
Sheriff Tom Flowers was tall and
1.-the, SmOOth-faced man. He arrived
with Luke MOreIand at noon, after
hours of hard riding. He saw the high
tension and immediately Steeled him.
self to handle the situation Afler
| riding straight to the center OF the
gathering and there halting his horse,
he said evenly:
an order that I may knew who to
arrest. | must know something OF the
circumstances. Only one man must
sneak at a time No playing bad with
me: and remember that, gentlemen
I'll certainly drop the fellow who
starts playing boss with me, If it's the
last move | make on earth. Now some
body gently use his powers of speech.
. Major Bradley, more soldierlike than
, ever. went forward. "As the attorne!
| of Mr.. Dale, who stands accused o
, killing Adam Ball." he said to the OF
/ ticer. 81 beg leave Ito state that m,
! client will do no talking at present.
\ Dale understood, and he did no
open his mouth.
4 But old Ball had something to sa!
A and he proceeded to say it:
! "He killed my son, ADAM" polntln
\ to Dale, "in cold blood. Me and abo'
A dozen O my kin was on our wa
\ over Long ridge to look at a bee tre'
4 when we heered three pistol shots "
, was right up thar" pointing TO tn
! norfhward, land we come a-rlnnl'
| over here to see, by comics, what wa
+ the matter. Well. by comics, we tOun
+. Bill Dale thar down on his knee
y aside O my son, Adam, who was
q Nead as HI or deader; and Bill Da
: was a-sobbin' and a-SObbin' about
n And eff he never killed my son Adal
y what was he a-sObbin' and a-s0bbl
Z about, | ak you that? And my SC
n Adam. he had rifle, by comics, b
v he never shot none at all. lie ";
y with us up to few minutes before, al
he hadn't shot none all mornll
Il. Shurift Flowers, | wisht yed 81 me
good, big chaw O tobacker, by go
MES cause my son Adam his dea
lti- if has made me feel bad
Major Bradley stopped caressing /
'es well-kept gray imperial, walked over
al the dead mans rifle, picked it up a
lce nut its muzzle to his nose. He scent
'a' fresh powder-smoke. Then he fac
iell aid Ball with 4 strange, hard gllt1
'ou in his blue eyes.
.''u "You are liar, sir" ne SAID WIN
ms peculiar politeness.
M A stir ran quickly over the Ba
III. and Torreys. Sheriff Flowers call
out:
uh- "Quiet, there" and there was qui
isl' He continued: "Where Is MIR. Dal
revolver?"
Fly. The Balls had it. They produced
u II had three empty chambers WI
# should have had but one!
HIS pass it to me butt first" order
nan the laws representative, He KIN
d.