The Chesterfield advertiser. [volume] (Chesterfield C.H., S.C.) 1884-1978, 1921-08-04
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CLAN CALL.
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scene of the tragedy wac crowded with
Balls and Torreyh Lattlefords and
4sraaandR Major Bradley and Hayes
too. were there. Every man Of then
was armed; very little thing might
easily turn the place into shamblsa
Tho majer saw this, and he waf
afraid He drew the leaders Of the
Horelands and the Littlefords aside,
and finally prsvaiIeA upon them to De
their utmost toward keeping peace un-
I'll 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, Il they had to dspopulate the
whole Ball settlement, Jerusalem Cove
and Hatton's He'll to accomplish 1t
Happily, the majors counsel prevailed
Sheriff Tom Flowers was q tall and
1.-the. smooth=faced man. He arrived
with Luke MorelanA At noon, aftes
hours Of hard riding. He saw the high
tension. and Immediately steeled him
self to handle the situation. Aftea
riding straight to the center Of the
gathering and there hating his horse
no said evenly:
arrest, must know something Of the
circumstances. Only one man must
speak at . Tina Ne playing bad with
me; and remember that, gentlemen.
I'll certainly drop tho fellow who
starts playing hoss with me, II it's the
last move make on earth. Now some
body gently use his powers Of speech"
Major Bradley, moro soldieriike thar
ever. went forward. As the attorney
Of Mr.. Dale, who stands accused Of
killing Adam Ball." he said to the Of.
deer, II beg leave to state that my
client will do no talking at present"
Dale understood, and he did not
open his mouth.
But old Ball had something to say.
and he proceeded to say It:
HE killed my son, ADAM" pointing
to Dale, "in cold blood. Me and about
4 dozen q my kin was on our way
over Long ridge to look at bee tree,
when we heered three pistol shots. We
was right up thar" pointing to the
northward, "and we come a-runnin'
over here TO see. by gonnies, what was
the matter. Well, by gonnies, we found
Bill Dale thar down on his knees
aside O. my son, Adam, who was as
dead as HI or deader; and Bill Dale
was a-sobbin' and a-sobbin' about 1t.
And ef he mover killed my son Adam,
what was he a-sobbin' and a-sobbin'
about, I az you that2 And my son
Adam. he had q rife, by comics, but
he never shot none at all. He was
with us up to few minutes before, and
he hadn't shot none all mornin'.
Shurh Flowers, wisht ye'd gi' me q
good, big chaw O tobacker, by gon.
MICS, laIs. E:T -. Adam his death
1t has made me feel bad"
Major Bradley stopped caressing his
well-kept gray imperial, walked over to
the dead mans rifle, picked 1t up and
put Its mxz.is 60 his 2ose. He scented
fresh powdsr-smOke. Then he faced
old Ball with q strange, hard glitter
In his blue eyes.
"You are . liar, sir" he said with Q
peculiar p0liteness.
A stir ran quickly over the Balls
and Torreya Shsrin Flowers called
cut:
"Quiet, there r. and there was quiet.
He continued: "Where is Mr.. Dale's
-svolyer1'
The Balls had 1t. They produced It.
1t had three empty chambers when
It should have had but onei
"Pass It to me butt nrst" ordered
the laws representative. He knew
that many q man had been shot while
taking q revolver barrel first. and he
was taking Ne chances.
Old Ball obediently turned the weap-
On around.
"Say, sheriff." he chittered, have
70 plumb fo'got about mo AKIN 70 fo'
. chaw o store-bought1 BY comics,
Adams DEATH
Flowers turned to Dale.
81 have heard through Luke Moro
land" he sale with more or less Of
feeling In His vsics. u good many
things In ysur favor. I want you ia
know that I'm sorry to have to take
you and place zen In the Cartersville
jail. To show Jon that I mean II, I'll
spare you the irons and allow You to
ride your own horse along beside me-
a. though yo0 were not under arrest
at all"
Dale lad by this time worn the keen
edge from his grief by means Of hii
great viii power. He bowed slighily
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