Year: 1876

selves under their direction. They were
led away into an adjoining parish, far
enough to obstruct the process of legal
prosecution, and then, scih treachery
of achich ace supposed none bit indians
to Be capable, their protectors turned
them ouer to the mob and Homer 1icttch
ell and taoo brothers-in-Ldac acere murder
ed IN cold blood. 1t seems Incredible
it is almost too diabolical to be believed
Even after all we have heard of Fort
Pillow and Andersonville and Bell Isle,
this is so horrible as to make us hesitate
before believing it. We were in the heat
of war when the Fort Pillow massacre
was perpetrated; Andersonville was the
offspring of passion and fury, but this
was calm enough to be simply malevo-
lent, and horrible enough to be fiendish.


One of those who fell in that treacher-
Gus massacre of August 81, 1874, was
Mr.. Monroe Willis, husband of her
whose weary heart at last stands still,
and how much of the disaster is tracea-
bic to the catastrophe of 674 it is i'm
possible for any human being-to tell.


Still the remnants if the broken, per.
secuted household remained in the South
There was their property, and there were
the graves of their beloved dead And
so. in spite of the malice which had Civ
en- them such startling proofs of its
ferceness and unscrupulousness, they
still trusted to their own conscious rec
titude and their peaceful spirit to pro-
tect them. But, alas there is a diabol-
ism in parts of the South which no good
ness can propitiate, and a malevolence
which no gentleness can subdue. The
fact is beyond question.


In May last Mrs. Willis was broken
in health by her great sufferings, and
Mr.. Twitchell and Mr.. King. who were
absent in New Orleans, were sent for.
They started Immediately, and as they
were crossing Red River in small boat,
on approaching to within four or five
yards of the shore horseman appeared
on the bank, and, unbuttoning his large
coat, took from under it Henry repeat
ing rifle, from which he discharged ff-
teen shots at the men In the boat. Mr..
King was instantly, killed. Mr.. Twitch-
ell was wounded in one leg and in both
arms, and was left by the bandit for
dead. After the assassin was gone, how
ever, the faithful colored boatman, who
was himself wounded, lifted the mutila-
ted man into the boat again, out of
which he had sprung for safety, and con-
veyed him to Springville, where the ar
my surgeon was compelled to amputate
both arms, but was able to save the
wounded leg.


The faithful sister, smitten by shock
after shock, and almost PROSTATE as the
result of them. still came to her broth
er's side, and waited and watched. The
surgeon also watched, and night after
night sat with rife on his knee, ready
to defend his patient from the midnight
assault of some chivalrous Southron.


At length the brother and sister were
able to start for the North, being fur
nished part of the way with military
escort. AS soon as they reached a re-
gion of safety the fearful nervous ten.
sion by which Mrs Willis had kept uI
gave way, and she rapidly approached
her end. Chronic dread Of evil from
murderers became burden too heavy
for her. In her last illness in this house
she would wake, look around her halt
bewildered and alarmed, then close heI
eyes again. and on opening them again
and recognizing her friends would say


weakly, "Yes, | know you; | am nOt
afraid of you; you are Marshall'i
friend :" and like soothed child she
would lie quietly down to rest.


And SO the weary wheels at last stood
still. Her husband, her brother and hei
sisters and their husbands all sleep il


Southern graves, and every male rela


tive was murdered. In her last moment


her only surviving brother was unable


to do anything for her except to weep


A nurse must have hands and be abl'


to walk. No wonder she died withou
dread. She was too weary Of human
cruelty and wrong to desire to remaiI


longer here She sent word to her mo


ther, now in New England. that she haS


no fear of dying she gave her last re
quests to her friends and then departed
let US trust, to where 1.-The wicked eeas


from troubling and the weary are a


rest"


We are sometimes accused Of haunt
ing the bloody shirt for political effect
of reyiving memories which ought {
sleep in forgetfulness; Of dragging b
fore the startled and unwilling eyes Q
this age the CHASTITY skeletons Of horro
: which, but for our persistence. woul
have been forgotten before now. Bu
D this to-day is no mere memory. This
I no buried horror Just now newly expose
e for tragic effect. This woman, who's
: weary body We to-day carry 10 a new
. made grave. is almost as much the vietil
: Of Southern cruelty as though some a