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Under questioning, Oman admitted
that he had known Mrs. Brown.

“But I never even been out to her
place,” he said.

Fleming refused to be impressed by
the rthan’s statements.

“Are you sure you didn’t go out there
today?”

The muscles in the ex-convict’s thin

‘face twitched violently. “No!” he

cried. “That isn’t true! You can’t pin
this on me! I swear I didn’t kill her!”
Fleming went on mercilessly. Where,

he wanted to know, had Onian been at.

six p. m. the previous evening?

At home, the man said. But he
couldn’t prove it. His relatives had
driven to Columbia to attend an early
movie, he explained. They hadn’t re-
turned until after nine.

E Sheriff and White drove out and
questioned the relatives.

According to their statements, they
had left home at four p. m. in order to
do some shopping before the downtown
stores closed. They had asked Oman

to accompany~them~but~he~ refused,

explaining that he wanted to be alone.

“How did he act when you got back
from town?” Fleming asked.

“Sort of moody, I guess you’d say.
He was in bed but he didn’t sleep none
too well. I heard him up and walking
around long after midnight.”

Fleming raced back to his office and
confronted the man with these damag-
ing statements.

But Oman still refused to crack.

Oman was held and his clothing, too,
although devoid of stains to the naked
eye, was sent to the state laboratories
for examination.

Holcomb’s report on his search for
finger-prints was negative. He had been

unable to find classifiable prints from ©

the stick or rock. Several had been
brought out on the smooth surface of
the aluminum milk pail but all of these
belonged to the victim.

On the heels of this discouraging an-
nouncement came word from the lab-
oratory that the stain on Paul Lacey’s
overalls was indeed chicken blood.

By this time news of the slaying had
spread and, as Coroner Erwin had
prophesied, the public reaction was im-
mediate and dangerous. Many restless
farmers gathered in groups around the
public square where the jail was located.

Fleming watched the disturbing
scene from his office window. “I don’t
like this,” he said worriedly. “I don’t
like it a bit. Those men look like
they’ve heard that we’re holding a cou-
ple of suspects. If they decide to take
matters into their own hands, we could
have plenty of trouble.”

White agreed. “Our best bet is to
keep them guessing. As long as they
know we're holding two men they’re not
likely to make a move for fear of get-
ting the wrong one. It looks now like
Lacey is out of the picture, but we’ll

hold onto him. If we let him go, those
men out there might come after Oman. ©
They’re in an ugly mood.”
. Thoughtfully, Fleming turned away
from the window, nervously pounding
one fist into the palm of his other hand.
“That’s fine, for the present. But what
happens if we do find the slayer and
those men get wind of it?” .

White spread his hands wide, in a
gesture of helplessness. “We’ll have to
worry about that. when we come to it.”

T= next development came with sur-
prising suddenness. '

Shortly after noon, Corporal Rainey
burst into the Sheriff’s office and he
had with him a blond, neatly dressed
youth in his early twenties.

“This,” Rainey announced, “is Wil-
liam Harold Bligh. I’ve been watching
his home all morning and he came in
i a short while ago. Walked right

Bligh listened vacantly, apparently
disinterested. ‘“What’s it all about?”
he asked without expression.

Fleming -waved-the y

‘oung-~man~to-a—
chair. “It’s nothing to be excited about,

Harold. Your family has been worried
about you. We wondered why you left
home so unexpectedly.”

Bligh shrugged. “I needed money.”

Fleming leaned his wiry frame for-
ward. “So you went to Susan Brown’s
home to get it, eh?”

The youth was surprised. “Huh?”

“Where were you at six o’clock last
night?”

“Why, right here in Columbia.”. .

“See anyone you knew? Anyone who
might back you up in that statement?”

Bligh thought about this. Then, in
the same expressionless voice: “Sure.
Old Man Miller.”

“Jerome Miller?”

“Yeah, sure.”

Fleming was puzzled. That didn’t
sound right.

And, then he remembered. * Jerome
Miller was the man who had given Paul
Lacey an airtight alibi, several miles
from Columbia, ‘at’ six o’clock!

“Tell us about your meeting with Mil-
ler,” Fleming urged.

Sure, Bligh said. He had left. home

to find a job. But he’d walked the
streets of Columbia all day without any
uc!

Finally, in desperation, he had de-
cided to take a bus to Franklin, where
he had friends, Just before departing
on the 6:30 bus, he had met and talked
Jerome Miller. In Franklin, he said, he

had been told he’d find little employ--

ment there, so he stayed overnight and

-returned home on this day.

Bligh finished his story and settled
back into his chair comfortably. Was
the Sheriff satisfied?

“T’ll let you know more about that
very shortly,” Fleming promised in a
grim voice,

At his home, Jerome Miller listened

"|, Robert Segee,. Do Confess—"

His alibis were not much help.

Nor was the investigation of his
personality much help, either. Rela-
tives said he had not been employed by
a circus at any time; that was positive.
He was rational and normal in almost
every way. His associations, his per-
sonal likes and dislikes, revealed noth-
ing that would indicate a pyromaniac.

His most constant companion was a
nephew named William Graham, who
lived near Williamsport. Cradlebaugh
was unmarried and he never had been
in trouble before.

After two days of intensive work,
Radcliff had learned little that was
pertinent. He had not been able to in-
criminate the 40-year-old farmhand
in the other fires, nor had he been able
to substantiate the man’s alibis.

Was Cradlebaugh actually telling the
truth? Or was he hiding a wild com-
pulsion behind the one act in which a
grudge had been involved?

Deputy Radcliff didn’t know, and he
reported this to his brother.

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“What are we going to do?” the
Deputy asked.

“Keep on working. Sooner or later
we'll tie Cradlebaugh into this or clear
him. Just keep on plugging.”

But they didn’t have to.

For while Cradlebaugh was languish-
ing in the Pickaway County Jail await-
ing trial, the firebug struck again.

This time he left no doubts of his
handiwork. He returned to one place
he had victimized before—the Heffner
elevator. He built his fire-trap just as
he had the previous time, of corncobs
and newspaper. He placed it-in almost.
the exact spot as the previous one.
ener he vanished, again, without a

ace

This fire was so similar to the: alley
bonfires, in construction and in the
lack of any motive, that the officials had
no doubt their firebug had set it.

He was still at large. His dangerous
penchant was uncurbed—the threat he
presented to Circleville and to all of
Pickaway County and everyone who

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in silence whilé the Sheriff repeated”
Bligh’s statement. For a long time he
just sat in silence, looking miserable
and running calloused fingers through
his thin, gray hair.

At length: he said: “What young.
Bligh told you is true.”

“It is? Then suppose you tell us why
you lied for Lacey.”

Miller shook his head uncertainly.
“I don’t rightly know. When I came

home about half-past seven Paul was

white as a sheet and pacimg the floor.
I asked what was wrong and he said
Mrs. Brown had been killed and the
cops would suspect him because of some
trouble he’d been in years ago. He swore
to me that he was not guilty and I
believed him. He-told me to say he was
home all evening, from five o’clock on.
I just couldn’t imagine he’d do anything
as terrible as: that and so when you
hiya ot I told you just what he asked
me

Despite this incriminating disclosure
be Miller, the baby-faced Lacey refused

to change his original denial of guilt.

A short time later he announced that
he had found human blood under
Lacey’s nails, the same type as Mrs.
Brown’s.

Only then did Paul Lacey confess.
His origihal intent, he sobbed, was to
rob the aged woman because he needed
money badly and had heard the ru-
mors of her great wealth. However,
the horror of his crime had made him
flee without stopping to search her
home.

With: Lacey’s verbal confession re-
duced to writing, the investigators now
had to get him out of Columbia before
the mob could strike. After a hurried
conference, Sheriff Fleming came up
with the answer.

“We'll leave here with three-suspects,”
‘he said. “Each under heavy guard and
each in a separate patrol car. Two of
them will come back, free men. Lacey
will remain in jail in Nashville for safe-
keeping.”

The plan worked. Confused by the
trio of suspects, the mob withheld any
violent action since no one was able

For—hours;—-he~parried—every— question—-to- determine—which—of- the three-was—

thrown at him in rapid vere, by
the weary investigators.

“If you aren’t guilty,” asked Fleming,
“how in Heaven’s name could you have
known at half-past seven that Mrs.
Brown was dead when her body wasn’t
found until nearly four hours later?”

‘ “T guess somebody must ‘a’ told me,”
Lacey replied sullenly. “I don’t recall
who it was, though.”

And all the while the angry crowd

. Outside the jail was growing by twos
and. threes.

G knew he had to do some-

thing fast. But what? How. could
he make this man talk without one
tangible clue? Miller’s statement was

‘ all they had. No foot-prints, no blood-
stains.

“If only Mrs. Brown had scratched
him,” -Fleming said, his voice edged
with desperation. “If only she had

‘marked him in some way—”

“Wait a minute!” Holcomb said.
“You've given me an idea. Mrs. Brown
didn’t scratch her killer, but he did
scratch her! Remember?”

Some of the tenseness left Fleming’s
tired face and he grinned. “You mean
we'll just reverse the fingernail scrap-

‘ing to find a killer. Instead of locating

the killer’s flesh under her fingernails,
this time we’ll look for the victim’s
under his.” _-

-“Exactly. No matter how carefully a
person washes, particles of blood and
flesh will remain under nails for days—
sometimes for weeks or months.”

They called in the state bacteriol-
ogist. Carefully, the chemist clipped
Lacey’s fingernails while Lacey watched
+ ra pene toying with his mus-

This done, the scientist obtained a
sample of the dead woman’s blood.

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lived there, still was as great as ever.
“We've got to find that man,” Sher-

iff Radcliff declared. ‘We've got to get

him before he kills a hundred people.”

TH Sheriff and Smith went out to the
elevator to investigate. They failed
to find a clue. No foot-prints were
visible in the hard earth. No one had
seen the firebug.

“This. thing really would make a
blaze,’’ Smith said, glancing up at the
towering structure of the elevator.
“Maybe that’s what our Jad is after.”

This seemed to be a logical conclu-
sion—although both men realized that
a firebug is not motivated by any known
form of logic. Nevertheless, the of-
ficers decided to keep a watch on the
elevator for the next few weeks in the
hope that he might return.

“He’s been here twice now and got
away with it,” Smith said.. “Maybe he

the fires weren’t reported; there
hasn’t been any publicity about them.
And ’be wen ee go up.”

the actual slayer.

The hired hand, Kenneth Manley,
.turned up the next day. He had wan-
dered into the next county after being
fired by Mrs. Brown, he said, and he had
found a new job and was working at
the time of the slaying.

| Acey remained in Nashville without
bond until his trial, which brought
about a re-grouping of the threatening
lynch mob. Forty-eight heavily armed
State Troopers, ten Maury County
deputies and a squad of city police were
needed to maintain order. Lacey was
attacked on one occasion while enter-
ing the courthouse, but the swift action
of Captain J. J. Jackson of the State
Patrol ended the sudden flare of vio-
lence.

On October 21, 1949; when the jury
retired to consider the evidence, Cap-
tain Jackson ordered a helicopter held
in readiness at the Columbia airport.
He planned to have the plane land atop
the courthouse and carry the defendant
away in the event of a lynching threat.

The jury’s verdict of guilty of mur-
der in the first degree with no recom-
mendation for mercy seemed to pacify
the angry throng, however. Circuit-
Criminal Court Judge Joe. M. Ingram
had no alternative other than to sen-
tence Lacey to death. Defense attor-
neys announced that no appeal would
be taken.

Little more than a month later, on
‘November 25, Paul Lacey died in the
electric chair at the State Penitentiary
in Nashville.

The names Kenneth Manley, Larry
Oman, Jerome Miller and William
Harold Bligh in this story are fictitious
to spare innocent persons unnecessary
embarrassment.

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OFFICIAL DETECTIVE STORIES

They looked up George Bockert,
manager of the elevator, and told him
of their plan.

“Right now,” the Sheriff said, “my
men are spread pretty thin. Could you
keep someone here from your own staff
from midnight to eight?”

“Sure,” said Bockert. “I know Ill
sleep a lot better if this screwball is
caught. I’ll be glad to cooperate.”

Deputy Richards at midnight to keep
a close watch on the grounds around

“He came back and I saw him! I know

_ where he went!”

Richards, who had stopped at the of-
fice before going home, along with
Deputy Radcliff rushed to the grain
elevator and Sheriff Radcliff, notified
at his home, followed them.

They found Bockert pouring water


pdead woman’s purse, which was lying
>in full view on her bed.

Fleming and White trudged outside

© to the tenant shack, several hundred
»- yards from the main building. The in-
| terior was musty and gave no evidence
_ of recent occupancy.

“This is strange,” Fleming said. “If

- this Kenneth Manley worked here yes-

terday and wasn’t paid off until today,
where did he sleeplast night?”

“Maybe he stayed in the big house,”
White suggested. “That’s a large place
and Mrs. Brown could use only one
bedroom.”

But Mrs. Pipkin blasted this theory
immediately. ‘Mother would never al-
low hired hands inside her home. She
even carried their meals to them in the
shack.”

Fleming considered this, then said:
“That suggests only one thing to me.
Manley must be a local man, someone
who lives near by and could go home
without trouble. He probably went
— last night instead of staying

ere.”

White shook his head from side to
side, slightly bewildered. “I thought I
knew everyone around here but I never
heard of a Manley. If he did live
around here he must have been some-
one Mrs. Brown didn’t know and he
gave her a phony-name.”

The Sheriff shrugged. “That might
be it, all right, but you don’t know any-
one who would do this, do you? I think
we should go through the records at the
courthouse as soon as possible. We
might be able to turn up a Manley
somewhere.”

Back at his office, Fleming found Er-
win waiting with his complete re-
port. “There isn’t much to add,” the
Coroner said. “One peculiar thing is
the absence of blood under the victim’s
fingernails. Normally, when a woman
puts up a fight like that, she scratches
her attacker. But not so in this case.”

The Sheriff grimaced. ‘That’s near-
ly always a good clue, too.”

“It’s a tough break,” Erwin agreed.
“And you’re really on the spot. You
won’t be able to let up on this one until
you get the killer. Everybody in this
county will be riled up. There’s not a

person who knew Susan Brown who
didn’t love her.”

Fleming realized that this was true.
The pressure from the public would be
terrific. He’d have to steel. himself
against an onslaught of public indigna-
tion. Whatever happened, he knew, he
couldn’t afford to be overanxious. He
didn’t want to get the wrong man.

What he needed now was a break—
some clue which might lead him to the
merciless killer. A finger-print or a
foot-print. But where find-it? In the
barn? Along the blood-smeared trail
over which the body had been dragged?
On the milk pail?

He telephoned the Davidson County
jail at Nashville, 45 miles away, and
soon was talking with Gerald Holcomb,
chief of the Identification Bureau. Hol-
comb, a former Maury County con-
stable, was quite interested in the case.

“We're really up against it,” the
Sheriff told him. ‘No clues and not
even anyone with a record for a crime
like that.”

“Have you questioned Paul Lacey?”

“Don’t think I know him,” Fleming
replied. “Who is he?”

“He used to live in the vicinity when
I was an officer down there. That.was

‘pefore your time—about twelve or thir-

teen years ago. This Lacey was just a
kid then in his teens; he must be about
thirty now. In any event, a young girl
was beaten and robbed. Lacey was a.
red-hot suspect. The girl recovered
but she couldn’t identify him and we
had to let him go. From what you tell
me about the Brown murder, the two
cases are similar.”

“T’ll have him picked up right away,
if he’s still around,” Fleming promised.

A QUICK search revealed that Paul
Lacey still lived about five miles
from the Brown home. He was en-
gaged in farming a small acreage with
Jerome Miller, an elderly farmer who
only recently had sold Lacey half in-
terest in his holdings.

Three a. m. had come before Flem-
ing and White braked to a stop in front
of the house where Lacey and Miller
lived. A sleepy-eyed man with a thin,
pencil-like mustache admitted them.

Yes, he said, he was Paul Lacey, all

right, but what did the Sheriff want
with him at this hour?

Fleming told him, sparing none of
the details.

Lacey dropped his belligerent air at
once. “You think I killed that nice old
woman?’

“You were picked ‘up in a case like
that. a number of years ago.”

Lacey’s dark eyes widened. “That
was a long time ago, and it was a bum
rap all the way through. They never
pinned anything on me and I’ve never
been in trouble since.”

“Where were you at six o’clock to-
night?”

Without hesitation, Lacey said,
“Right here at home. If you don’t be-
lieve me, ask my partner.” ~

Miller backed up Lacey’s story 100
percent. They had come in from the
fields at five. After dinner, neither had
left the house, Miller declared.

Disappointed, Fleming was about to
leave when he spotted a pair of over-
alls carelessly thrown across a chair.
On one trouser leg was a large, dark
stain.

“What’s that?” the Sheriff de-
manded. ‘

“Blood,” Lacey’ replied quietly.
“Chicken blood.”

Fleming stared at the gangling, baby-
faced man. Lacey appeared to be tell-
ing the truth, he thought. And he had
an alibi, a good one. Still, the Sheriff
was not in a position to take unneces-
sary gambles. :

“You’d better come with me until we
have this stain tested,” he said.

Lacey shrugged. When Miller pro-
tested, he patted the older man’s shoul-
der reassuringly. “I'll be back before
long. I’ve been through this once be-
fore. I haven’t killed anyone and they’ll
find out that I’m not guilty.”

HEN Fleming and White returned

to their office with the prisoner,
they found that Holcomb had arrived.
All three of them questioned Lacey for
hours but he doggedly clung to his orig-
inal statement. He was ordered held
on a technical charge of suspicion while
his clothing was sent to the state lab-
oratories in Nashville for examination.
Meanwhile, the deputies who had

been touring the highways and side

.roads in the community were reporting.

Several farm youths had been picked
up and questioned but each had been
able to account satisfactorily for his
whereabouts at the time of the slaying.

- No one, however, knew who the myste-

rious Kenneth Manley was.

Corporal Rainey had the only en-
couraging report and he appeared ex-
cited about it.

He had made a sketchy canvass of
the community and learned that Wil-
liam Harold Bligh, a 22-year-old farm
youth, had been missing from his home
since six a. m.

“His folks tell me,” Rainey related,
“that Bligh has been acting funny for
the past few weeks. Yesterday, he
walked off without telling anyone where
he was going. His folks are worried.
They think maybe he has amnesia.”

Fleming grunted. “That’s a likely

-yarn. Why didn’t they report his dis-

appearance?”

“It was only yesterday morning. They
said they were going to come in if he
didn’t show up early today.”

“His people have no idea where he
might have gone?”

“Nope. And they say he’d been talk-
ing about getting a job. He might have
hired out to Mrs. Brown under a phony
name—he wasn’t at home the day be-
fore the killing although he came in

“late that night.”

“We'd better put out a pick-up order
for him.” .

Within a few minutes, the young
farmer’s description was being flashed
to every police organization of any size
in the state.

Y DAYBREAK, Fleming, White and

Holcomb, working without rest, were
at the scene, going over everything for
additional clues.

In the high grass, midway between
the barn and the ravine, they located a
stick about three feet in length and two
inches in diameter, one end stained
with a sticky, brownish substance they
recognized at once as blood.

Continuing the search, they made a
second discovery—a huge limestone
rock. It, too, was stained with blood,
and long gray hairs clung to the rough
edges of the stone.

Obviously, these were the killer’s
weapons.

Efforts to locate a foot-print from
which plaster casts could be made,
failed, however. Although several faint
impressions were found inside the
barn and along the route over which
the slayer had dragged his victim, not
one was deep enough to be of any
value.

Holcomb returned to the privacy of
the Sheriff’s office where he plunged
into the tedious task of dusting the
rock, the stick and the milk pail for
finger-prints.

HE next lead came an hour later

when Fleming conferred with Dis-

trict Attorney-General Paul Bumpus
at the prosecutor’s office.

“We had another fellow awhile back
who made a specialty of robbing old
women. Let me go over my files.”

He did—and with astonishing results.

Almost 20 years earlier, a Larry
Oman had been arrested and convicted
in Maury County following a series of
burglaries. Tagged the “Kissing
Bandit” by the newspapers, Oman had
preyed on aged and defenseless women
who. were alone in their homes.

A telephone call to the State Peni-
tentiary in Nashville revealed that
Oman, now in his fifties, had been pa-
roled less: than six months before and
was now living with relatives near
Columbia.

This looked like the best lead yet and
Fleming wasted no time in having the
short, duck-legged ex-convict brought
to his office.

Victims of: the horrible circus
fire in 1944 are carried into
an emergency morgue. Six years
later a ir | has claimed that
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and went to the dresser. He found the
letters and read them carefully.

He glared at me when he discovered
my deception.

“You think I’m crazy, don’t you!” he
asked. “The deed isn’t here!”

E THREW the letters on the floor

and came at me again. This time
he beat me with his fists until I reeled
from one side of the room to the other.
Then he grabbed me by the shoulders
and hurled me toward the open win-
dow. I crashed against the wall, only
inehes away from plunging six stories
to the street below.

I slumped to the floor, spilling the
telephone stand and knocking the re-
ceiver off the hook. Dimly I could hear
the switchboard operator repeat over
and over, “Number, please .. . Number,
Please .. .”

When I opened my: eyes Hal was
gone.

My body ached and I was covered
with blood, but somehow I managed to
lift the receiver and tell the operator
to send a doctor. The disturbance al-
ready had been heard, however, and
help was on the way. I was taken to
Grady Hospital and my injuries were
treated. Although a physician said
my wounds weren’t serious he kept me
under observation until four the next
morning. I had cuts and bruises on my
face and a cut on my throat from the
knife, but no broken bones.

Hal was picked up several hours later
and taken to the Fulton Tower jail.
This time his glib tongue did not help.

The court appointed a lunacy com-
mission composed of Doctor James W.
Campbell, Doctor W. A. Arnold and a
prominent attorney named James F.
Cox, to examine Hal. These men in-
formed the court on September 12,
1949, that the boy was insane and
recommended that he be sent to the
state asylum at Milledgeville, Georgia.

He was taken to the State Hospial
on September 23. ;

For the first time in years I could
breathe easier. Night noises no longer
held their silent terror for me.

I tried not to think of Hal in an

asylum. The realization that he was
treatment.

getting the proper care and-

his condition demanded consoled me.
I stayed at the hotel for a few weeks

after Hal’s- outburst and- then- pur-

chased a lovely home on Oak Knoll’

Circle. I was alone then, for Dave had
enlisted in the Marines and was sta-
tioned in Macon.

I soon lost myself in my work and
before long the color returned to my
cheeks and I had gained weight. I was
feeling good again when I received a
telephone call from Dave one night that
frightened me.

“Ma, you better get out gf the
house!” he cried. “Hal has escaped
from Milledgeville and he’s on his way
home!” .

I couldn’t believe it. For more than
an hour I sat staring at the phone, try-
ing to decide whether I should call the
police and ask for protection.

FORTUNATELY, I did not have to

make a decision, for Hal was caught
the next morning and returned to the
institution.

Both before and after his escape I
visited him every chance I got, and,
to my delight, he seemed to be improv-
ing. He told me was getting shock
treatments, and while it was too early
to say, he felt they were helping him.

On December 19, 1949, Hal was re-
leased from the asylum. He wasn’t

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six, go to the house for dinner and be
all through when I called at seven.”

White said, “I wonder why the hired
hand wasn’t here to do the milking.”

“Mrs. Brown didn’t seem too pleased
about his work,” Fleming reminded.
“Maybe she ran him off today and de-
cided to do the work he was supposed
to do herself.”

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cured, they said, but was greatly “im-
proved.” He came home to me.
Hal liked this new home of mine im-

mensely, and from all outward appear-
tried_

ances he se

hard to help him adjust himself, to

make things especially pleasant for
him. I suggested that he get a job’
and thus keep his mind occupied and
he promised to try.

Neither of us ever mentioned the in-
cident at the Piedmont Hotel. :

It was too good to last. Doris filed
suit for divorce and soon Hal was go-
ing off on trips again. It was the same
old merry-go-round for me. He’d be
all right for a few days and then he’d
start packing furiously.

I remember one morning when he re="
turned from Alabama. He tiptoed in-
to the house and pulled down all the:
shades. I asked him what was the
matter.

“Don’t talk so loud, Mother,” he
whispered. ‘The cops are after me.”

Even though I was used to his fan-
tastic tales by now, what he said
startled me. ‘What on earth for, Hal?”

He grinned. “I’ve just robbed the
post office in Dothan, Alabama, of a
million dollars in savings bonds. They're
in the suit-case on the front porch.”

I peered through the drawn’ shades.
No suit-case was on the porch.

Then he became violent again. He’d
strike at me at the slightest provoca-
tion, and he seemed to take a great
delight in doing it. As a result of these
beatings I was forced to lose consider-
able time.at work.

|X LATE September and early Oc-
tober, 1950, living with him turned
into the nightmare I mentioned at the
outset. During this three-week period
I had to keep the lights on all night.
I didn’t dare try to sleep for fear he’d
kill me the moment my eyes were
closed. I tried to lock my bedroom but
the key was gone.

About this time I learned that Hal
was writing suicide notes. I found
several of them in his room on the
morning of October 9. My hands were
shaking so bad I hardly could read
them. And no wonder. He was plan-
ning to kill me and then take his own

~ life!

T= end-came-two-days- later.

That day, October 12, didn’t start
out very well. Hal decided at the last
minute to accompany me. downtown to
work. The sky was overcast with a
hint of rain in the air as we boarded
the Stewart Avenue trolley. During
the ride he showed me two more suicide
notes he had written. I told him to
tear them up and forget about it. And
to my. surprise, he did destroy the
notes.

I didn’t see him again until approx-
imately 6:20 that evening. I was fixing
dinner when he came home. He was
wearing Dave’s gray pencil-stripe suit
and he looked very snappy. He went
directly to his room and changed into
his own clothes before he joined me in
the kitchen. Bi Far

Then I noticed that his eyes were un-
usually bright and he was nervous.

“Anything wrong, Son?” I inquired.

“You know, Ma,” he said slowly, “I
killed a man for you tonight.”

“You did?” I asked. He was lying
again, I thought. This was another of\
his. fantastic stories.

I could tell he didn’t like the indiffer-
ence I showed. Eyes blazing, he
jumped from the chair and grabbed me
by the arm. i .

Search of the big, clapboard farm-
house brought about a discovery of
value almost at once.

In a desk where the victim kept her
personal files, Fleming located a. book
Mrs. Brown had used to keep a record of
her daily expenditures. "The last entry
revealed that on the very day of her
death she had paid four dollars to one’

RARE AOI 2 Me iblaiaky iain iat cca!

“Ts that all you can say?” he yelled.
“I killed a man for you! I’ve got to
leave town tonight!”

(The Atlanta Journal mentions a
gun_which.Hal_brought into the home
at this time. It quotes Mrs. Irwin as

saying, “I got home from work at 6:20°°

Wednesday night, and I put four
wieners on to boil... Hal came in
about 6:30 . . . and said, ‘I killed a
man’ for you tonight’ He had a gun
with him; it was in two pieces, wrapped
in.brown paper. He put it together...”
—The Editor.)

I thought of the few dollars in my
pocketbook—so very few! “Oh, no, Hal,
not again?’

But Hal wasn listening. He had
hurried~to his room~to get the small
overnight bag he kept for all his fancied
emergencies. Before I realized it, we

‘were riding downtown on the trolley.

“Where to now, Son?” I asked
wearily. .

- “T think Rome will be far enough un-
til the heat blows over. Don’t worry;
T’ll be back in a couple of days.” ~

I was sure of it.

We got out of the trolley several
blocks from the Greyhound Bus Ter-
minal on Cain Street and walked
through darkened streets and dismal
back alleys like a couple of criminals
until we came to the depot. I won-
os gy when this would all end, and

ow.

I saw him board the 8:30 bus for
Rome, Georgia, and I went home. By
morning I had all but forgotten what
he had told me. He had left home
too many times now for me to get ex-
cited. I went to work as usual. Not
until eleven o’clock did I see the head-
lines of a newspaper lying on some-
one’s desk.

What I saw made by head spin:
“TAXI-DRIVER FOUND SLAIN IN
PARK. KILLER HUNTED.” ,

DON’T know how long I stood there

staring at the picture of Monty Jack
Whitmire, the young man who had
been killed.

I didn’t know what to believe. Had
Hal really told the truth for once, or
was it just some ghastly coincidence?

Somehow I stumbled home. I wanted
time to think. I closed my eyes in silent
prayer. If Hal had done this terrible

onlyone_. did

-knew_I_ could make

move. I had to notify the police. Yet
how could any mother turn her son
over to the police on such a serious
charge? I dreaded what I knew I final-
ly must do, not only for my own con-
Science but also for the peace of mind
of every resident in the city. I told my-
self over and over that if my son had
killed once, might he not kill again and
again?

I went to the phone and called Dep-

.uty Sheriff Hugh Cromer at the Fulton

Tower jail. I’d met him when Hal was
locked up before, and he had impressed
me as a kind man. I felt sure he
wouldn't let anyone hurt my son.

When the connection was made, I
said, “This is Mrs. Irwin, Mister Cro-
mer. ~I-think Hat is-mixed-up in that
park killing.”

Cromer and Sheriff Bud Foster came
out about fifteen minutes later. After
I told them what Hal had said and how
he had acted, they searched his room. ~
They found Hal’s .22-caliber Winches-
ter. It had blood on the nozzle and
smelled of cordite. I could_tell by their
faces they were sure Hal was their man.

Sheriff Foster and Deputies Cromer

_and Carl Smithwick drove to Rome,

where they spotted my son standing on

enue Manley “for services rendered
in full.”

“The hired hand,” Fleming said to
White. “Does the name mean any-
thing to you?”

. The deputy said it didn’t. “Probably
a floater. The section’s full of them at
this time of year. It could even be an
alias. Too bad Mrs. Brown didn’t make

a street corner. They said Hal smiled
when he saw them.

“Take me with you, Sheriff,” he.said.
“T’m tired of running away.”

I was there when the coroner’s jury
met in Coroner Ed Almand’s office in
the courthouse on Tuesday, October 17.
I sat and listened while the foreman
said: ‘‘We find that the.deceased, Mon-
ty Jack. Whitmire, came to his death
from a bullet wound of the head, caus-
ing intracranial hemorrhage, said bul-
let having been fired by Harry A. Irwin,
Junior; therefore we recommend that
said Harry A. Irwin, Junior, be held
for further investigation on the charge
of murder.”

Mr. Cromer told me afterward that
Hal had slept like a baby after he was
locked up.

OW I’m going to tell you something

that will.surprise you. I honestly
do not believe any more that my son
killed the cab driver. I can see you
smiling and saying to yourself, “Isn’t
that just like a mother?”

But there’s more to it than that.
Much more. According to the state’s
reconstruction, of the case, Hal phoned
the cab office from a drugstore in De-
catur at 5:20 p. m., and asked them to
send a car to pick him up. Hal then
supposedly directed the driver to take
him to Piedmont Park, a distance of
nine miles, where the driver was killed.
The state claims the killing occurred
around six p. m.

If that’s true, he would have had to
come six and a half miles across the
city during the height of the rush hour
on foot or by trolley in 20 minutes, be-
cause it was exactly 6:20 when he
walked in the door.

It can’t be done.

He didn’t use the victim’s cab; the
body was found in it. ;

He didn’t have enough money to take
another cab.

And here’s something else. In the 22
years of his life, Hal never has laid a
hand on anyone but me. How, then,
can you reconcile this with the charge
that he murdered a perfect stranger?
It couldn't have been robbery because
the police found $27 on Whitmire. For
what motive then?

But if Hal didn’t kill him, then who
id?

Who, indeed?

It is my belief that Hal read about
the killing of the taxi-driver, and in
his twisted, unbalanced mind he has
assumed responsibility for the crime.

Oh, I have no illusions about my boy.
I could be wrong. I am only a mother
whose son is in terrible trouble. I have
tried to tell truthfully of my experi-
ences as the mother of a young man
who has admitted committing a grave
sin. I have tried to disregard my own
emotions in order that you may have
a fair, impersonal picture of what hap-
pened.

Perhaps this story will help some
other mother. My advice is to get psy-
chiatric help as quickly as possible if
you-are going through a similar-expe-
rience. Don’t delay.

M* SON was indicted by the Fulton
County grand jury on October 24
on a charge of first-degree murder.
How the jury could reach such a, de-
cision in the face of my boy’s back-
ground.is beyond my. comprehension.
But he has been held, and as I am
writing this story everyone expects that
he will be brought to trial soon.
What then?

Read It First In
AL DETECTIVE STORIES

a note of where he said he was from.
That might help some.” '
Further search of the residence
served only to convince the officers that
the killer had not ransacked it. Every-
thing was in place around the house
and Mrs. Pipkin declared that nothing
of value was missing. In addition, a
small amount of cash was found in the

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se : 9: {in any manner expressing his itude’ white men, the most of the latter, how-| ing down, the other floating isan ey |
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ae " ; eee aa eee walked ont of the house, | the rai 7 mond rom peg

; ng to: the
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== Pea EETaEMSoe SNE, S| te Jaa Be wad pqneon by intign Ga Ady, Tetarned to that earth of whieh
“, jarrest, . o ‘| sliging the hymn domménting— 1 g Ss ee eee
Ps ee p tee re ee “Farewell, dear brother,” view keross or DEATH at be

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te, Tonks: A THR uunprR, {Strange enough his featurea:; were: but {’

Extoution at Grownev ites Voths| ici oath seen ant ernie wit Jott Se snd aly pat ies suctehu, fetone, ci hl
‘of Edmond Lee, Cotored, : finde whewas a tian of about twen ie chorus, and the ‘effect produced was,| 10g without those tortures which ‘are sap-}:
* 3 - YOare of agen dod had hat receatly' | soiemn in the extreme. With the excep~ to secompany this sty}6,of Lash na! 8

for Murdering married, was lying Spon s lounge heer 22 ition of singing, Edmond said nothing |!2& for.» funeral. A few paede ;
ue ; . .[Opem-window readteg « peper. : His jeft: during the ride, and seemingly otices | Shrugs of the shoulders, twitches: eee

Mr. King. — , » wae Dearest the window, and sboutingogs «| py AE bees > {and arms, aad all-was ended, “The aC
“a - King. three *‘fect cistant, while hia wife 5 cane Pees “ag the Galea (2: +;| motion was noticed at 12:21} o’clock and.
: ; | Upan the opposite or right side busy with e Gaftiews. and: 3. T

{at 12:25, Dre -Ti-N. Potter
wing. (While ig this:position,| The gallows was a very rude affair, | Wills examined the body, a

., : a eet : & ee 6

® ; with bis len arm half extéafed Im ‘an ap-|there beiug but two uprights and a crves| life extinct, ;.°. +: 1M woked
ee : 3c FI a right direction, he was . — — the ae warn was — THE BODY ‘CUT BOWN AND BOURIX es

A Diabolical Assassination, Flight,|;.. = = anor wr an oe UP ay Loree. props placed under one end| ,, half-past. twelve o’clock“j dst his

4 : ae WS AREAMBIN. while the other was secared to a small minutes after the trap was

= ‘rrest Confes- pg. | |*-Wwifo afterwards proved to be Bd mona eroes beam connecting two short posts. : dropped,.
Pursuit, Arrest and from the open window. Batone shot was/ There was no platform and the exercises — Was cat down and fowered ints 1
sion of the Horrid Deed. fired. Jt was enough, however, to have twereall had on the trap, at the conclusion — ee over 5 eee
a killed af Héant seven if properly dig-/of them it being vacated by all except = ‘1t' t6 @ geclnded graveyard;
tributed. The ballets, seven in namber, | Kdmonds.-~: With a siagular taste, not ta} ®2°Ft funerat service was performed Dv
. “$ : es : struck bis left arm; shattering it terribly say respect: for surroundings; they were it, and yith the rat{ling o etods ppoo
&s: : ae 2 " ~, ts Jand passed directly Into his body, one of| located about twenty feet distant from the pine ee last’ act of the ‘
The Felon in Jaii—Psalm Singing, jt going : through and lodging | old graveyard, which cheertul and, under| 10eed, andallwaeover, = *

_ : Pedy oon : rin sétme papers it-his vest ~pocket.'- + the circumstances suggestive « waa ns ACKNOWLEDGMENTS, SS

‘Cursing snd Praying—The

GIVING SEE ALARM, | Ajrectly fading the dopmed man.:) |} The thanks of the AvaLaNcun
Night, Before. Qeath,, sa Paes’ boy Ropping &# the house.iBefore| When the wagon aod guards arrived, at a ey sc!

i

' th m1
Mrs. King, bortur-strack, screamed for ASCENDING THE STEPS, are due Sheriff Sherman, editdts of thetp
2} °° a pen AE he could arrive, Mr. King had, b a pow-/the latter formed a bollow square sur- ey et heer
— a e erful exertion, dragged himself to the|rouading the scaffold.. At the foot of tha | @urtesierex stended. Phot ieot? |

window from which the deadly, marder- stepe leading to the trap, the wagon’
om a had oome., As the xd came in/ stopped and Edmond for the first time

2dg. *¢ Atenuqeay *THONVIVAY SIHGWHN ATIVG

es ok ee, x4 ' “TAR me tp,” sod falling back, /turned his face so as to see the means
On the Beaffoyg--The Last Farewell, } wasn corpec. ee ae we _ | wherewith «he was soot to abafiept,bis

o3i7 oe: 4: pmmortal coll. -Thas one‘look ‘a4 mach
The Noose, the Drop, the Fatal | — Aegis po sage thet the assas. | 2/8 subsequent actions, pronounced hime a
Swing and All Over. fushecew owine ta the Bight of the einen quunte cg betocliy te tee ee
eS as ee es } from nna ground, Se gaa wie dud we it fe a apne mAnute, He, at the bidding

- it | bed clambered; 00 ag te alfow him to get a|°° Mt» Womble, 2.5. oF?! » er

Bo, ‘28 [ ee eer ens Spe meanya OF panes FROM io waGon
am ds eee the gun fad been shoved -ineide of. the | and ascen e steps to the fatal trap.
ple of we pretty DL ndow, as was eyidenced from the burnt | He was accompanied i the three arth 2
rownsville have for a couple curtain that hang over the window. In| era already ‘mentioned, and the, sva-
ip@d montbe past been anticipeting & the purry of his fight the murderer had | Lascax er, One of thd predates
wxhttitton. It was | kHocked down @ portion of the scaffold. immediately afer ascending asked <
than a strictly legitimate i Ses Bpetisg . " [mond if he had anything to say. .
LESAL HABGING. ns é “I do not know that I want to say any.

a } * Pilowing: mo the Coroner, |, ”
One Of thaes framas tn life tu whtel jus- gh yf, womb » wes wogeess — ay my prayers,” answered
: ~ . g to thé , Sammdénad a fo ne 2 <
fora tooth ecarriad out Misrally byretife| E0@,beld An inquest Theo Ik was devel ES Pecperstphion ©
: ° thas mond .was- missing since}. The ninety-first paalm was then read

for s life. Being on e8- about ‘the béur of the murder. A very [preacher Moore, after which beurien
fine ng borse, belonging to Mr. King, |‘‘There isa fountain filled with blood,”
good etn prey Pregame dapsone was algo missing. From the fact that Ed-| wes given out two. lines at atime: the
; Hive, whose daty erected with the ex- pend Rad mado threats concerning the | vast assemblage, numbering about two
and bape gies pat aateeude deceased, it was rightfully & d {hat | thousand, joining in singing. A’ thecon-|
ecation of the taw’s de ° be was the murderer. A search'was made | clusion of the hymn, Elder Freeman de]:

THE TRAIN ' | foc’ Bim, das nekther “himself, nor the | livered a fervent prayer upon behalf of
<Jeft this city at 4:15a.m. A dark, dismal, | borse could be heard from. - é the man who stood facing death. ‘

trainy morning in the city, is calotinwted | The 26th day of November Sheriff Sher- ioeten tad cree somatweaty
“in a gloomy, snowy dsy in the osu ,;maa was informed that Edmond was se- | aiputes, and after’thephad Fin » Ed-
with real estate to be bad in any quan creted in a house near Stanton Depot, | Donds was again ascad If he did Wot wish |,
ties tha: a man could carry by simply | Two or three deputies proceeded immedi- | to make a statement. . :
. Jwalkivg over what has been _— ter- _ 4ndbaves >. aie Bem gn THE MURDERER sIXos A HYMN.
. whe aaaeets tiad and moved to Rrowns- At first he said: ‘All J want is time to

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THE DEVIL TAKES MANY FORMS AND PRACTICES MANY GUILES—
AND HE IS ALWAYS WHERE YOU LEAST EXPECT TO FIND HIM...

“WT WAS dark, and a cold rain pelted the mud-
chinked log cabin, high’ in the foothills of the ,

Unaka Mountains. The wind shrieked eerily and
an empty lard can clattered on the back porch as
the three investigators cautiously entered the dim:lit
combination bedroom and living-room.

Sheriff Hugh Webster,. of mountainous Monroe
County, had received an urgent summons at his home
in Madisonville, nineteen miles distant, at eleven
o’clock that night of February 22. Pausing only long
enough to pick up District Attorney-General R.
Beecher Witt and Criminal Investigator R. N. Carroll,
he had sped to the isolated scene to investigate the
reported murder of aged Jasper Shaw, a_ highly
respected mountaineer.

Now, their eyes gradually betame accustomed to
the feeble light from a guttering kerosene lamp.
Accustomed as they were to shocking crimes of vio-
lence in this lawless mountain area, they stared in
disbelief at the grisly scene that met their eyes.

The cabin was a veritable charnel house. Three

: beds lined the wall. And each bed bore a lifeless,

bloody corpse!
The investigators bent over he bed nearest the

door. “This is Matt Hensley,” Witt breathed incredu-
lously, as he éyed a gaping shotgun wound over the
aged mountaineer’s heart.

“And this,” Carroll said tightly, turning to the
middle bed where lay the body of an old man, attired
in woolen underwear, “is Jasper Shaw. The charge
almost blasted his left shoulder away.”

With one accord, the investigators turned toward
the third bed. Sprawled upon the covers was the

slight, bent body of Mrs. Shaw. Her tattered, blood-.,

saturated nightgown bore muté testimony to the ter-
rific battle she had waged for life. Her left shoulder
was broken and both arms bore angry purplish bruises
and abrasions. Her once kindly face, smeared now
with coagulated blood from an ugly wound above the
left eye, was set in a grimace of horror. Her skull had
been crushed by a brutal blow.

Cold with rage, the investigators surveyed the
scene. Pine. embers flickered on the hearth, casting
weird shadows on the board walls. Thick quilts had
been securely nailed over the windows. The place
looked as though a cyclone had raged through it. A

crude dresser had been ransacked; its drawers sagged
,open, their contents strewn haphazardly across’ the .
‘ rough pine floor. A heavy trunk had been forced open. -

.

In the adjoining kitchen, the walls were spattered
with blood. A single-barrel shotgun, its splintered
stock stained with crimson, lay upon the gore-covered
floor. -

Attempting to reconstruct the savage triple slaying,
Witt theorized, “Matt Hensley must have been shot
first.” He gestured toward the gun-rack above the
mantel. “There are three single-harrel shotguns on
the rack, another on the floor. In the absence of dis-
charged cartridges, I believe we'll find that the killer
used three guns.”

While Webster turned to examine the weapons on
the rack, Carroll queried: “Just how do you figure
Hensley was shot first?”

Witt indicated the gory, gaping hole in the aged

man’s chest. “If you'll look closely, you’ll notice that

part of the bed covers were forced into the wound by
the charge,” he pointed out. “Furthermore, the body
is beneath the quilts. The others.are both on top
of the quilts.”

BY: DAVID KENT

Carroll nodded in agreement. “The shot that killed
Hensley doubtless awoke the Shaws, and they must
have leaped from their beds. Jasper was shot down
before he could grapple with the killer. Mrs. Shaw
must have escaped to the kitchen, where the murderer
attacked her. He broke her shoulder and crushed her

‘skull with the shotgun stock.”

At this juncture, Sheriff Webster said, “You were
right, General. All three of the racked guns have been

fired tonight.”

Witt swung toward the sheriff. “All three of them?”
he echoed. “You certain of that?”

Webster nodded. ‘Positive. Why?” ;

“Shaw: and Hensley were each shot once.” Witt
looked thoughtful. “Mrs. Shaw was bludgeoned to
death. What become of the third charge?”

The answer came from Carroll, ‘who had been ex-
amining the bed where lay the body of Mrs. Shaw.
“Fired into the pillow next to where Mrs. Shaw’s head

. is lying. Suppose the killer intended to finish her with

the shotgun and missed?”
Witt shrugged. Had Carroll supplied the true
answer? Or had there been another victim in that

gruesome place of death?’ If so, had that person— -

wounded, perhaps—been forced to leave with the

‘murderous fiend? §
“Well,” said Witt, “there’s nothing further we can

do.here.. While the sheriff ‘waits for the coroner, we’d
better have a look around outside.”

.

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17


HARD-HITTING District Attorney-General R.-
Beecher Witt: To him goes the lion’s share of the -
credit for tracking down and convicting killer.

“Let’s go out and take a look,” Carroll assented.
They found little enough of value—only faint tire
tracks leading from an open shed in the rear of the
cabin to the narrow, rutted road which wound up-

’ ward into the mountains.

The neighbor who had spread the alarm lived fully
a mile from the scene. The shocking news, he said,
had been brought to him by Fred Parken who lived
some distance down the mountainside. His informant
had stated only that Jasper ‘Shaw had been murdered.

Witt and Carroll drove down the treacherous trail
to the Parken home, where a startling development
awaited them. _ ‘

Entering the cabin, the two investigators found
Parken laboring to calm a frantic boy, who was
obviously beside himself with grief and shock. At
sight of the newcomers, the lad screamed and fought
desperately to escape the restraining hands of. the
Parkens. When the couple had succeeded in calming
him somewhat, they explained that he was 12-year-
old Peter Lardel, an orphan who had made his home

with the murdered Shaws. It was Peter who had.

brought them news of the triple tragedy several
hours earlier. , Ny

Gently, Witt and Carroll attempted to interrogate
the hysterical lad, but their efforts were futile. When
it became apparent that only medical attention could
aid the boy in his present ‘nervous condition, the two
investigators drove back to Madisonville, the county

seat, and promptly dispatched a doctor to the scene.
Now Witt and Carroll went into action. :
“We've got the description of the dead man’s car,”
the peppery attorney-general told the criminal in-
vestigator. “And we've learned the machine didn’t
pass through either Tellico Plains or Madisonville

tonight. That means the killer is headed for North

Carolina. There’s no other route by which he could
flee the mountains in an automobile.”

“Right,” Carroll agreed. ‘“‘We’ll phone the sheriff
of Cherokee County, North Carolina, at Murphy, and

. ask him to be on the lookout for the car.”

. This was done forthwith.

Fp AcuGee found the two investigators back at the
—“ home of Fred Parken. Still suffering from the
horrible ordeal he had undergone, Peter, pale and
wan, bravely recounted the shocking events of the
previous night.

“Yesterday was a mighty big day for us,” the 12-
year-old lad began. “William Lee came home after
being with the Navy for five years. Bill is an orphan,
too, and the Shaws raised him just like their own
son. But Bill ran off and joined the Navy when he
was 18, and the folks never heard a word from him

until yesterday, Well, anyway, Mammy Shaw killed '
‘. chickens and fixed a lot of‘ good things to. eat. She

aimed to have a big dinner tomorrow, to celebrate
Bill’s home-coming. And Pap promised to drive’ Bill

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investigators back at the
Still suffering from the
lergone, Peter, pale and
shocking events of the

big day for us,” the 12-
m Lee came home after
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him just like their own
dsined the Navy when he
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, in horror. as the: body of (Continued on page 46)

BANDIT’S WATERLOO: A holdup trio which in-
cluded a pert blonde parked in front of this bank
in Tellico Plains, and thus sealed their own doom.

MANACLED AND GUARDED by Sheriff. Hugh
Webster, who played an important part in their _ age
capture, the two bandits FRANK BOBO (right) Baw
and TROY BROWN (left) posed on way to prison,

and me to town. I looked forward to a real good time.

“Mr. Hensley stopped in to visit, and the folks asked
him to spend the night on account of the storm. Then,
because we were planning on such a celebration the
next day, Mammy said we’d better go to bed early
and get a good sleep.”

As the clock on the. mantel indicated 6:30, Mrs.
Shaw extinguished the lamp and the five persons
retired. The first bed, near the door, was occupied by
Matt Hensley and the prodigal foster son of the Shaws,
Bill Lee. Old Jasper Shaw climbed gratefully into the
middle bed and next to it, Mrs. Shaw tucked the .
covers around frail young Peter and lay down
beside him. ;

Outside, the rain turned to sleet and a raw wind
mourned fitfully about the eaves. Young Peter Lardel
lay awake in bed, supremely happy. The only brother
he had ever known—Bill Lee—was homé again. It
would be fine to have a brother with whom he could
hunt, fish, and roam the timbered mountains. A
satisfied smile quirked the corners of Peter’s mouth
as he snuggled deeper under the covers. His eyelids
flickered, closed, and he drifted off into dreamless
sleep. ... a \

It was ‘several hours later, Peter continued, when
he awoke to a thunderous. explosion that rocked the
cabin. Propping himself upofi one- elbow, he strained
sleep-filmed eyes and saw hovering over the foot. of
Matt Hensley’s bed, a formless shadow which gradu-
ally assumed the shape of a man. A man who clutched
a smoking shotgun in his hands! ,

Even as the lad stared in disbelief, Jasper Shaw and
his wife sprang from their beds. The gunman whirled
to the rack, replaced the smoking shotgun, and
snatched ‘up another weapon.

Shaking off the momentary paralysis which had
gripped him, Peter flung hirnself to the floor and rolled
under the middle bed. Terrified, he lay there motion-
less, scarcely daring to breathe.

A second shot rang out, the echoes mingling with
Mrs. Shaw’s inarticulate cries for help. Peter recoiled

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(Continued from page 19)
Jasper Shaw crashed backward upon
the bed above him. Again. the killer
strode to the gun rack,,replaced the
weapon, and procured another. In
awful fascination, Peter peered from
beneath the bed and watched bare
feet pad to the third bed and ue at

lain:
For the third time, a shotgun roared,
And when feathers ‘wafted through
the room and came to rest on the plank
floor, Peter realized that the charge
had entered the pillow where his head
had rested moments before. The slay-
er had tried to blast the life from him!
Now a piercing scream burst from

.the lips of Mrs. Shaw, “No, Bill, don’t!”

she pleaded. “Don’t kill me!”
Peter Lardel was suddenly rigid,
cold with comprehending terror. Bill!

Mammy Shaw had called the killer -

Bill. That explained the fact that the
slayer wore no shoes. The fiend was
Bill Lee, whom the Shaws had loved
and reared as their own son!
Screaming piteously, .Mrs. Shaw
darted past the killer and ran into the
kitchen. Reversing the shotgun in his
hands, Lee clutched it by the barrel

and swung wildly. The vicious blow.

missed ‘the fleeing woman, struck the
door-jamb, and splintered the stock.
Lee charged into the kitchen. Followed
the sound of a brutal blow, a low
moan. ;

URSING, the killer ran back into

the death room for still another
weapon. Peering out from his sanc-
tuary, Peter saw him whirl back to
the kitchen door only to have the
panel slammed in his snarling face.

“You open that door, or I
through it!” Lee threatened.

From beyond the barred door came
the quavering tones of Mrs. Shaw,
pleading for mercy in the name of all
that she had done for him. é

There was a moment of silence, then,
“Okay, if you wanna live come on in
here and get me that money.”

“And you won't kill me if I do?”
Her voice lifted vo “You promise
you won’t kill me if 0, Bill?”

“You heard me. I said I won’t kill
you if you do like you’re told.”

The door creaked inward on rusty
hinges and Peter watched his gravely
injured foster mother lurch into the

‘room. Mumbling a disjointed prayer,

she staggered across to the dresser.

“Get the money!” Lee’s snarling
voice commanded.

A match flared in the terrorized
woman’s trembling hand as she lighted
the lamp, then she fumbled for a mo-
ment in the top dresser drawer.

“Here, Bill,” she whispered, thrust-

ing a roll of bills into the killer’s out- .

stretched hand. “Please take it and

Swiftly, Lee thumbed ‘through the
greenbacks. “Only 35 bucks,” he
sneered, “Get the rest of it.”

When she protested that there was
no more, Lee struck her a‘brutal blow
in the face. “Get the money!” he re-

ated raspingly. “Quick, now, or I'll

ill you!”

He punctuated the demand with an-

ll shoot —

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other blow. The woman screamed
piercingly, turned and'ran toward the
kitchen. A futile gesture. The shotgun
swung aloft, poised there an instant,
then the stock crashed down on her
head with crushing force. She
slumped, swayed. weakly, staggered
around the foot of the bed and col-
lapsed upon it. Bee

What followed after that was never
very clear to Peter Lardel. Shackled
by fear, he lay motionless. Would the
atta killer, with the aid of the
yellow lamplight, notice that he had
escaped death? Would he then kill
him? :

Dimly, the boy became aware that
the killer was franctically searching
for the balance of the money. Dresser
drawers were pulled out, their con-
tents strewn everywhere. A heavy
trunk was broken open. At long last,
the slayer’s search was rewarded.
Grunting his satisfaction, he heaped
fresh logs on the dying fire, then be-
gan dressing hurriedly.

Hope rippled through young Peter.
The murderer hadn’t noticed that he
still lived. In the next instant, how-
ever, his blood congealed in his veins.

“Thought you was pretty smart,
didn’t you, Peter?” The killer’s voice
was sneering, vicious, and -vengeful.
“Lucky for you I didn’t know you’d
rolled out of that bed, or my last shot
would of got you along with the rest
of ’em.”

Peter’s frail body stiffened with
dread. An unspoken prayer on his

bloodless lips, he lay there, waiting

for the inevitable end. .

His toilet completed, the bestial
killer tore blankets from.the beds and
hailed them over the windows. Then,
lighting a cigarette, he sank into a
chair before the fire.

“Well, Peter,” hé said, in a calm, de-
liberate voice, “I ought to kill you for
not telling me where the rest of that
money was hid. But I’ve decided to
let you.live if you do like you're told.
You stay right under that bed till to-
morrow evening—and you go on liv-

‘ing. But if you come out of there

before then, I'll come back and do you
like I done the others!”

Seconds later the door slammed be-
hind the triple slayer, and Peter Lar-
del breathed deeply for the first time
since he had awakened that night. He
still lay in his a pt quarters until
he heard the roar of a motor from the
shed at the rear of the cabin. That
meant that Lee was stealing. the
Shaws’ car—the machine in which

kindly old Jasper had intended to.

drive him to town on the following
day.. Not until the boy heard the car
laboring up the steep mountain grade
“0 he venture forth from his hiding
place.

Carefully averting his eyes from the
beds and their ghastly burdens, he
gas into his clothes and ran
wildly out into the stormy night... .

So that was the story. Weird fan-
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ministrations of the kindly Parkens,
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A call was received by Dandridge officers
on the night of July 20th from a woman
who refused to identify herself. “Gus Mc-
Coig is visiting his folks. Clarence Bunch
and another man are with him. Hurry!”

As Sheriff F, E. Churchman and depu-
ties drove to within a few yards of the
McCoig house, a man appeared in the door-
way. He was Gus McCoig—gun in hand!
Beside him stood Clarence Bunch! A third
man appeared: in the background. Bunch
shouted to the officers: “All right, you
damned dumb dicks, you asked for it!”
Whereupon the gangsters opened fire, In
the face of a withering blast from the of-
ficers’. guns, the mad mobsters rushed to
the farther side of the house and disap-
peared into the darkness. The receding
sound of a motor was heard. Chase availed
nothing. The desperadoes had simply turned
off fhe main road and headed into the
mountains, . f

That the mobsters had repeatedly ‘stood
up and ‘snarled defiance directly into the
accurate gunfire of officers was now re-
_ garded as being possible for anly one
reason—bullet-proof vests... .

A 15-year-old boy brought a message
from Bunch to Kirby.: '

“Where'd you see Bunch?” asked Kirby.

“Up in the hills,” drawled the lad, “He
told me to tell you and ‘the Jaw’ his bunch
is bigger’n yours. He said he was calling
his bunch ‘The Purple Gang of the South’
and said you weren't never going to get
him alive!”

Sheriff Riley received a report that the
outlaws were trapped in the woods a few
miles from Luttrell. The mountain .mob
were reported to have fought a running
gun duel with officers and had fled into the
woodlands. With heavily-armed officers lin-
ing the highway, three outlaws made a
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automobile. A broadside was fired at the
fugitives, which felled one of them. The
other two pushed him into their automobile
and drove to at, least temporary freedom
through a detour of death—on a treacher-
ous rock trail—high into the mountains. ...

Shortly before midnight August 6th, Dr.
O. D. Miller, living in the mountains out-

side Tazewell, gazed from the front win-

dow of his -house before retiring. The
physician saw the lights of an automobile
winding its way up from the valley.* A few
minutes later the car was driven into the
small yard in front of the physician’s home.
There came a brusque rap on the door. Dr.
Miller opened the door part way.

“Doc,” exclaimed a hoarse voice, “I’m
‘Slim’, You know me, don’t you, Doc?
‘Slim’ ?”

“T don’t know any ‘Slim,’” the physician
replied. “Who are you and what do you
want ?”

“I’m Clarence Bunch, Doc—and you've
got to help.”

“What do you want me to do?”

“We have a man in the car, Doc, one of
us. He’s all shot up. We want you to
patch him up. He's Jesse Simpson.”

“I will not do it—take the man into town
—TI'll telephone for aid—I’ll——” But the

doctor was looking down the front end of

an automatic pistol.

“You'll do it, Doc,” ordered Bunch, “and
no slip, either.” Two other men carried in
the wounded man and placed him on a
chair in the kitchen. As Dr. Miller busied
himself with his instruments, he asked
Bunch: “How did this man get shot? Is
anyone following you here?”

“The whole damned Knoxville police
fotce is following us here, I guess, Doc.
We just had a ‘gun fight, I don’t know
how many got. hurt. But there ain’t no
time to talk. Get busy!”

Dr. Miller made a hurried examination
and exclaimed: :

“This man is not seriously wounded.
He's been shot in the leg, cut to the bone,
lost a lot of blood—”

“Shut up!” commanded Bunch. “Patch

him up.” Dr. Miller took several stitches

in Simpson’s leg and’ bandaged the wound.

“Hurry, Doc,” shouted Bunch suddenly,
“they're coming—there’ll be some shoot-
ing.”

Examining guns, Bunch’s two confed-
erates rushed to join him. An automobile
was driven into the driveway. Then came
another car. A grim voice called:

“Bunch, we know you're in there, and
we're coming in and get you unless you
and your gang throw out your guns’ and
come out hands in the air,”

“Go to hell, you —— —— — ty"
shouted Bunch through the front door,
which he opened a few inches. “And take
this with you!” And the mob chieftain fired
point blank at the leader of a group of de-
termined men striding steadily toward the
house.

A voice cried from outside, “Don’t be a °

damned fool, Bunch. We've got you licked
—and you know it.”

Bunch addressed his confederates: “How
much ammunition have you got?”

“Plenty.” One man exhibited a large
supply. A second man emulated the action.

The voice outside again: “Are you go-
ing to heave those guns and -come out
hands up? If not, we're coming in. And
if Doc Miller is there, he'd better take
cover,”

“We got to get the hell out of here,”
cried Bunch. Turning to Simpson, the
leader ordered, “Go ask that- damned
croaker if there is a way out back.”

S Simpson painfully made his way back
A into the kitchen, the mobsters let go a
salvo shot: The volley was instantly re-
turned and a bullet grazed Bunch’s neck,
blood oozing from the wound.° Infuriated,
the mob chief ordered a new blast at his
beleaguers. The hobbling Simpson re-
turned, reporting:

“Let’s get going. The Doc says there
is a steep walk directly behind the house.
It leads to a road that goes into the big
hills.”

One of the outlaws, with blazing red
hair, exclaimed, “Keep peppering ’em, fel-
lows. Give ’em the works. We'll give Babe
a hand out the back door.”

As the two outlaws helped Simpson to
the rear of the house, Bunch fired a shot
through the crack of the door, then stepped
quickly to the two windows ahd discharged
shots from each of them. ,

“Doc,” cried Bunch, as his fire was re-
turned by the officers, “Are they gone?”

“Yes,”

Bunch fired’ two shots from a window,
turned and ran to the kitchen door and
disappeared.

Suddenly the house was swarming with
men—shouting, cursing, stamping—to find
their quarry gone, Dr. Miller was asked
if he knew any of the outlaws besides
Bunch and Simpson.

“I am certain the red-haired one was
Gus McCoig,” Dr. Miller replied. “I think
the fourth man was Charley Bounds.”

Pressing on with flashlights, at the fork
of two trails, the scarchers split up. On
one trail possemen found bloodstains on
the floor of a barn on the property of Mr.
and Mrs, Harry Gorcly, In the ‘Gorely
home officers discovered pieces of a cloth
wet with blood. Mrs. Gorely said, “The
blood was from a wound in the arm of my
brother, Good Asbury—he said he was in
an automobile accident.” Good Asbury pos-
sessed a criminal record.

The Gorleys added that they did not
know where Asbury was,

t * *

. .

Sensation followed sensation!

On August 7th, Albert Mullinax, 21, left
his sister’s home on Gravely Ridge to get
a street car to Knoxville. On the highway,
Mullinax was hailed by one of four men
in a Ford V-8 sedan. In the machine he
recognized his brother-in-law, Donald Laul-
len, 23. There was a machine gun mounted
in the automobile,

As Mullinax approached the car, Laul-
len addressed him, “Al, take a good look
at this fellow: He’s Clarence Bunch.”

Bunch ordered Mullinax into the car,
which was driven away. A few miles along
the road, Mullinax told authorities later, he
was attacked, robbed and hurled from the
machine.

A Knoxville police cruiser bearing Of-
ficers Carr, Pierce, Galloway and Reagan
saw the lawless mountain mob in another
machine in a suburb of Knoxville. The
officers were greeted with a volley of shots,
and the outlaws’ car again sped away. Over
a congested highway, the mad chase con-
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at each other. Suddenly, as bullets from
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ing: “Hell, no!” The gang leader made
a dive for Roach’s holster, seized his gun
and wheeled about, started to speak. But
all the fury of the hell the -outlaw’s last
words had portended crashed down upon
the scene. Although Tennessee, the South

.and the Nation to this day have been un-

able to definitely establish from whose gun
came the first shot—there was a flash. of
gun fire—then another—then a_fusillade.
Without interim the blasts continued, ma-

chine guns topping the smoking crescendo—

The South’s Public Enemy No. 1 fell, his

| body a human, bullet riddled sieve. The

man who boasted he never would be taken
alive had kept that vow. The man who had
called his mad associates “The Purple
Gang of the South’—the man who had
killed those who stood in the way of what
he wanted—Clarence Bunch had paid the
inevitable price.

When the body of the slain mob leader
was removed to a Knoxville mortuary,
thirty-seven bullets were removed from it.

Sheriff Roach and his two deputies were
arrested by Sheriff Brewer, charged with
harboring a criminal. All were liberated
on bail, and later an indefinite continuance
was granted when the ‘accused sheriff be-
came critically ill.

OLD of Bunch’s dramatic death, Simp-

son, who was held for trial on charge of -

armed robbery and removed to the Knox
County. Jaij, said, “That sure was one hell
of a way to die.” Then Simpson laughed
and added, “Clarence was a big shot, but
he also was a hell of a poor shot—that’s
why so many coppers got away with their
lives.”

For the first time it-was revealed that
the slain gang chief was married! His wife,
Sarah, beautiful 19-year-old mountain maid,
fled to parts unknown.

On September 4th, Donald Luallen, say-
ing he feared he would be shot to death,
surrendered to Knoxville police and was
locked up in the Knox County Jail.

Charlie Bounds, 23, described as “The
Last of the Bunch Gang,” was arrested on
September 13th—he offered no resistance
—and was incarcerated in the Knox County
Jail,

Though Bunch was. dead, some of his
gang were still possessed of his reckless,
brazen banditry. On October 14th, came
a sensational break from the Knox County
Jail! It was visitors’ day and a spell-
bound throng of friends and_ relatives
‘watched eleven prisoners smash their way
to freedom. Claude Atchley, jail turnkey,
discovered two bars missing from a win-
dow, and a rope hanging outside from a
third bar. Deputies rushed into the street
and saw fugitives disappearing towards the
river, firing as they ran; The escaped felons
had too good a start on their pursuers
and vanished in the river bottoms and
along the levee. Atchley said the crowd of
visitors | had prevented him from seeing
what was going on in the bull pen. Among
the mobsters who escaped were Simpson,
Herman Allen and Charles (Red) George.
"tp ex-Bunch mobster, had refused to

lee.

ASHIER James Shoemaker and.a de-
positor, Fred Lury, were in the First
National Bank at Banner Elk, North
Carolina, on the afternoon of November

2d. They did not hear an automobile, motor
idling, in front of the bank; nor did they
see two men leave the car with guns drawn.
One was poised behind a machine gun in
the car, while another was at the wheel.

Cashier Shoemaker and the depositor
were forced into the ‘bank vault, while the
bandit pair scooped up all cash in sight
—about $2,300—and started for the door.
But Shoemaker had placed a shotgun on
one of the vault’s shelves. He grabbed the
weapon and called to the bandits to halt.

“To hell with you!” snarled one of the
,desperadoes, whom Shoemaker recognized
as Babe Simpson. “Get some of this!”
Whereupon both bandits directed a blast
of gunfire into the partly opened vault door.

Unwounded, Shoemaker fired several
shots at the fleeing outlaws. Townspeople
leaped into automobiles and endeavored to
pursue the bandits’ car, but the outlaws
soon outdistanced their pursuers.

A week later a telephone call from’

Springfield, Ohio, authorities announced
the capture of three of the escaped pris-
oners. Among the felons seized: was Jesse
(Babe) Simpson. The other two captives
were “Red” George and Herman Allen.
Sheriff Brewer and Chief Deputy ‘Kirby
entrained for Ohio to return the fugitive
trio, whom Springfield officers had recog-
nized from prison circulars and therefore
arrested them.

Simpson was arraigned beforé Judge
Stooksbury in Knoxville December 6th,
pleading guilty to four charges, including
those of armed robbery and intent to kill.
He was sentenced- to twelve years in the
Tennessee State Penitentiary. That same
day, at Tazewell, Gus McCoig was draw-
ing 15 to 30 years on charges of armed
robbery. McCoig and Simpson were re-
moved to the state penitentiary at Nash-

ville.
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With Simpson, McCoig, Bounds, Luallen
and many others of the infamous gang be-
hind prison bars, a year of nominal peace
and tranquility passed. Then, like a hellish
bombshell, three men picked up the quill in
this nefarious narrative to write its sequel
in blood!

Three, desperate convicts blasted their
way from the Tennessee State Penitentiary
at Nashville on December 3, 1935. One of
the three convicts who shot their way to
freedom was Gus McCoig!

A few minutes before 11:30 that morn-
ing, more than a thousand other prisoners
were awaiting the whistle which would
permit them to temporarily abandon work
and line up for the march to mess _ hall.
Deputy Warden Edward Connors stood
in the yard talking to a guard at a large
double gate, used mostly for trucks in
bringing supplies into the prison. Atop
the high walls, at strategic points were
alert towermen. Three prisoners slithered
toward the gate. Two of the convicts
suddenly drew guns from the belly band
of their denim blouses. The third prisoner
pulled a “shiv” (a prison-carved knife).

Deputy Connors recognized the three
prisoners as Gus McCoig, Pete Dean and
George Wilbur Moss. Dean, 19, and Moss,
22, were doing long sentences on the same
charge that jailed .McCoig—armed rob-

bery. McCoig poked his gun into the,

Deputy Warden’s side, while Dean trained
his gun on the. gatekeeper. Moss flour-
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belief that it was by this means that the gun was pulled into
the jail from the outside. Knox County Sheriff T. Wesley
Brewer went to the scene with two bloodhounds, but the dogs
lost the trail in the dense underbrush,

On a postcard mailed at Knoxville, came this bluntly

ved back ominous message from Bunch to Kirby: “I’ve ordered my

‘ell door buryin’ clothes and'll never be taken alive. You dumb dicks
try to ‘cotch’ me.” .

At noon on June 5th, four gunmen shot their way in and

n to the out of the Tennessee State Bank of Mosheim! Two of the

a small bandits were identified by witnesses as Bunch and McCoig.

Phe trie With all of the bank’s attaches except James Smith, a

director, at lunch, two men, flourishing sawed off shotguns,

do sedan. walked from a Ford sedan, entered the bank and confronted

un from Smith. Two other bandits menaced eyewitnesses with guns
outside. Ordered to throw up his hands, Smith reached for
a pistol. ‘The gunmen opened fire and a bullet went through
the banker’s right hand.

“Hell, a fine mess,” spat out one of the gunmen. “Come on,
forget it.”

Sull Gring:, the pair dashed from the bank and entered the
waiting automobile which roared out of town, vanishingg into
the mountains.

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Simpson, escaped in a sensational
break from the Knox County jail.
They cut away two bars and slid
down ropes, made from” bed ticks,
from the third window on the top right.

Bank at White Pine, Tennessee. Machine guns were
protruding from windows on each side of the out-
laws’ automobile. ‘Townspeople stood terrified as the
machine guns moved from side to side, the terrorists
operating them in panoramic gestures.
Two of the gangsters, with sawed-off shotguns
under their arms, entered the bank, covering

R. CC. Bell, cashier, and Miss Myrtle Armen-

trout, assistant cashier. The bank’s vault stood

open and the bandits herded the two employes
into it.

“or God’s sake, men, don’t lock us in the

vault!” cried Bell, “We'll die!”
Fortunately for the captives the two men some-
how could not manage to lock the vault. The
outlaws seized all cash in sight—about $2,800—and
started for the door. Peering outside, the outlaws saw
throngs of citizens, many armed with pistols and shotguns,
closing in on the bandits’ car. One of the two desperadoes
in the bank gritted out:

“We got to get out of here—and we’re going shooting !”

The two outlaws burst through the front door of the bank
firing their guns in all directions except the waiting auto-
mobile, into which they rushed.

“For cripes sake, get going!” screamed the leader.

A score of maddened and outraged citizens swarmed about
the outlaws’ car; they returned the gangsters’ fire, and one
of the machine-gunners fell back limp, shrieking :

“They got me—I'm done for——!”.

“Give it to them!’ shouted the frenzied and beleaguered
gang chief. “What the hell’s the matter with you-—yellow ?”
The machine gun blasted a deadly barrage just as citizens
reached for the bandit driver to drag him from his seat.

The bandits’ car seemed to leap from the ground and
meteorically shoot away on the highway. toward Newport.
The car knocked down men as if they were bowling pins.
Others leaped into automobiles and gave chase, but the
bandits vanished into the mountains,

A checkup of casualties revealed that, again’ as if by
miracle, none had been killed, though several men were
wounded in the legs and arms,

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wounded officer, blood streaming from his
face, kicked open the door and leaped from
the car.

When a side road was reached, the fugi-
tive machine almost upset in making the
turn. Then another automobile entered the
intersection, and to avoid a smashup, the
driver of the police car had to turn into a
ditch. Thus the outlaws once more made
their escape. .

Public Safety Director Walter Anderson
summoned every available officer and issued
a call for armed voluntcers.

“Get Bunch and his mob, dead or alive hag
was the order. Rewards totaling $17,000
were subscribed,

At last a break came suddenly for the
manhunters! A posse headed by Police
Chief C. H. Minton of Middlesboro, Ken-
tucky, was reconnoitering along the “Bunch-
town” mountain ridge on August 8th.

Footprints led to a house owned by a
man named Dan Ferrell, The posse sur-

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rounded the house with guns drawn—Fer- _

ell long had been suspected of association

with the. mobsters. Two of the possemen
walked. boldly up to the house as guns were
trained on the front door. The deputies
smashed in the door.

_ Before the amazed officers stood Gus
McCoig, a forced smile crossing his chalk-
white face, his shoulders drooped, and he
seemed about to collapse.

“Put those hands up, McCoig,” com-
manded the officers.

“Don’t worry, men, I haven't got a gun,”
said McCoig, weakly, “and if I had, I’m too
far gone to use it.” McCoig was hand-
cuffed and removed to the Tazewell jail.
Ferrell also was arrested, charged with
harboring a felon,

In a cell, McCoig said, “I didn’t give up
because I was afraid. Look at the pluggin’
I’ve taken. I just was too weak to fight.
I’ve absorbed a lot of lead. I’ve been with
Bunch since we crashed out of Newport.
The gang’s getting bigger all ‘the time.
Bigger than me, I guess. And it’s getting.
bigger than Bunch, I was shot three times
in the gun fight at Sulphur Springs. Bunch
took lead several times, once in the neck
at Doc Miller’s.”

HE terror terrain was rocked anew the

morning of August 13. Fourteen pris-
oners escaped from the Blount County Jail
at Maryville! Among the fugitives were
two alleged members of the Bunch gang,
Carl Talley and Walter Anderson. Re-
sponsibility for the Maryville jail break
was charged directly to Bunch, The outlaw
chief had been seen the night before in
Maryville.

On August 16th, Captain Edward Keis-
ling of the Knoxville City Police, was
electrified when he got this telephone mes-
sage: “This is Babe Simpson. I'm ready
to surrender if it can be arranged peaceful.
I don't want no shooting and T ain't hanker-
ing to get myself killed!”

The caller said he was at the home of
his brother, C. A. Simpson, on Gravely
Ridge. A dozen policemen and detectives
sped to the Simpson home in automobiles.

Jesse (Babe) Simpson stood in the door-

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was quickly handcuffed and taken to the
Knoxville City Jail. Weak, hollow-eyed,
perpetually coughing, Simpson was only a
shell of a man.

“I couldn’t carry on any more,” Simpson
said. “I’m about done for, anyway, I
reckon. T.B. I figure I ain’t got long to
live. I want to take whatever medicine ‘I
got coming. I’ve been shot a lot of times—
I don't know how many bullets I got in
me.” Simpson was booked on an open
charge.

On the morning of August 23rd, Sheriff
Brewer was the recipient of a staggering
telephone call. The Sheriff was instantly
sure the voice was that of the South’s
Public Enemy No. 1—Clarence Bunch.

“T've been shot up pretty bad, Sheriff,”

the gang chieftain said, “and I want to /

surrender.” Brewer, Kirby and_ several
other deputies were present. Bunch con-
tinued, “Sheriff, do you think 1 am guilty
of all the things charged against me?” .
While a deputy moved swiftly to trace
the call, Brewer stalled for time. “No,
Clarence, I do not—but you're playing a
losing game—where are you?”
Ignoring the query, Bunch went on, “Tl
give up on the Ewing bank robbery charge
if you fix it so I don’t get more than seven
years—” Then the mob chieftain suddenly
seemed to grow suspicious and hung up.

DEPUTY brought word the call
came from the home of Charles T.
Epperson, :

At the same time, another even more
electrifying conversation was taking place
between an anonymous telephone caller and
Knoxville police headquarters. The in-
formant reported seeing Bunch enter the
Epperson home with Sheriff Sam Roach,
of Grainger County, and two Deputies.

Policemen Carl Bunch, (no relation) A.
C. Franklin and W. H. Gregg drove to
the Epperson home. There they saw one

_ Deputy standing. on the porch, Policeman

Bunch remained on the porch with this
Deputy while Officers Franklin and Gregg
entered the house, guns’ drawn.

“Let’s go over where we can talk,” a
voice said.

“What the hell about?” demanded Officer |

Bunch, as he peered through a window into
the house. “That’s Bunch in there now,
ain’t it?”

“You're damned right it is!” shot back
the Deputy. “We're trying to get him
out.” At this juncture Sheriff Brewer,
Kirby and other county officers arrived.

Prodded by Policeman Franklin’s gun,
Clarence Bunch followed Sheriff Roach
from the house onto the porch. Immediate-
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fellow officer, Gregg. The two Deputies
brought up the rear. Massed in warlike
formation, all with guns drawn, two man-
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in the yard. The county officers walked
slowly towards the porch and Clarence
Bunch and his escort, stepping down from
it, were forced to halt.

Sheriff Brewer yelled: “Sheriff Roach,
we want Bunch!”

“He's our prisoner,” shouted back Roach.
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him!”

Sheriff Brewer touched off the fuse that
was to rock a state. “Take Roach’s gun!”
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The crowd became
a throng, then an
angry lynch mob;
itswarmed down
Market Street in
the hot and muggy
air, headed for the
county jailon Hill
Street.

Bertie Lindsey and Ora Smyth were
asleep in a double bed in the front
room when someone entered. The
women were awakened, and a pistol
shot was fired, striking Bertie Smyth
Lindsey in the chest. She died almost
immediately.

After the intruder fled, Ora Smyth
ran next door to the house of Emmett
Dyer, a Knoxville policeman. Her
frantic calls roused Dyer’s wife, who
let her in. As soon as she had told the
couple of the shooting, Dyer called the
police station and summoned help.
By 2:30 a.m. — less than half an hour
after the incident — several officers
had arrived on the scene.

One of the policemen responding to
the call was 37-year-old Andy White.
He and the others questioned Ora
Smyth, who identified the intruder as
“a colored man” with a gun in one
hand and a flashlight in the other.
Patrolman White then got his superior
officer’s permission to go with three
others in search of a man White con-
sidered a prime suspect. The man’s
name was Maurice F. Mays.

Maurice Mays, age 31, was a famil-
iar and somewhat controversial figure
on the streets of Knoxville. His light
complexion, his dapper appearance,
and his smooth manner had won him
both strong friends and bitter enemies
among whites as well as blacks. Hand-
some and articulate, he was often seen
in the company of women of both
races. Though he was married, he did
not live with his wife — or with his
mother and stepfather, Frances and

58 | JULY/AUGUST 1983

William Mays. He was known to have
connections among gamblers and pros-
titutes, and he was adept at delivering
black votes to white politicians. He
had a ninth-grade education — above
average for blacks in that time and
place. He had once been a pistol-
carrying deputy sheriff, and before
that, at the age of 15, he had been
convicted — and quickly pardoned —
for killing another black man.

One white person who especially
disliked Mays was Patrolman Andy
White, who on more than one occa-
sion had been heard to threaten him
for associating with white women.
One who had a special fondness for
Mays, on the other hand, was Mayor
John McMillan; it was rumored about
town that Maurice Mays was the
mayor’s illegitimate son.

White and his fellow officers went
first to the home of William Mays on
Campbell Street, a mile or so from the
scene of the crime. There they learned
that Maurice Mays had his own house
at 313 Humes Street, a few blocks
away in the same neighborhood.
At 3:30 a.m., less than an hour and a
half after the murder, the policemen
found Mays in bed there.

He let them in, and White immedi-
ately asked to see his pistol. Mays
pointed to a dresser drawer. White
picked up the gun, a .38-caliber Smith
& Wesson five-shot revolver. It was
fully loaded. He sniffed the barrel and
then put it back in the dresser. The
police asked Mays a few questions,
examined his clothing, and then,
without telling him the reason for
their call, ordered him to get dressed
and come with them.

Mays got in the patrol wagon with
White, the other three officers, and
William Mays, who had followed them
there from his home. They drove to
the corner of Eighth Avenue and
Gillespie Street, a few houses away
from the murder scene. While Mays
and his stepfather waited there under a
street light with three of the police-
men, Andy White went to get Ora
Smyth. He led her out of the shadow
to within a few feet of Mays and asked
her if he was the man she saw kill
Bertie Lindsey. She replied that he
was. It was the only “lineup” Mays
ever got.

Dawn was just breaking as Maurice
Mays was taken on to the police sta-
tion and booked for murder. Within
hours, the one indisputable fact in the
case — that a woman had been shot

and killed in her own home — was
embellished by an outpouring of
rumor and speculation, A “flower of
Southern womanhood” had been
robbed, possibly raped, and certainly
murdered in cold blood — and the man
who stood charged with the crime was
Maurice Mays, a notorious “bad
nigger.”

THE RIOT

By noon, milling clusters of agi-
tated white men reacted to the crime
on street corners throughout the cen-
tral city. Their mood was angry,
menacing; trouble was in the air, as
palpable as an approaching summer
storm. Sheriff W.T. Cate, in consulta-
tion with other criminal justice officials,
decided to move Maurice Mays to a jail
in Chattanooga for his own safety. The
sheriff and some of his deputies spirited
their prisoner away ina heavily guarded
automobile to a nearby town and
caught a train there for the 100-mile
ride to Chattanooga.

Late in the afternoon, the scattered
groups of men began to congregate in
the downtown market square. Guns
were everywhere in evidence. The
crowd became a throng, then an angry
lynch mob; it swarmed down Market
Street in the hot and muggy air,
headed for the county jail on Hill
Street.

At the jail, leaders of the mob
demanded that Mays be released to
them. Deputies insisted that he was
not there. Three times, delegations of
men were allowed to enter and see for
themselves that the prisoner had been
removed, but the mob was not satis-
fied. Just before eight o’clock, in the
last hour of daylight, fighting broke
out in the streets, and shots were
fired. Two squads of National Guards-
men from a nearby training camp had
been called in to reinforce outnum-
bered policemen and deputies, but
their presence seemed only to heighten
the mob’s anger. More guardsmen
from the same unit — the Fourth Ten-
nessee Infantry — were summoned,
but their support was too little, too
late. As darkness fell, the mob stormed
the jail.

A telephone pole was brought up
as a battering ram to smash down the
main door to the building, and the
men surged through the hallways.
Most of the white prisoners were
released, including three under murder
charges; the black prisoners were

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neither freed nor harmned. Law en-
forcement officials and militiamen
defending the facility were quickly
overwhelmed. From a store room, the
mob seized a large quantity of confis-
cated illicit whiskey as well as all the
guns and ammunition. In the sheriff's
residence next door as well as in the
jail itself, virtually everything that
could not be taken away was vandal-
ized and demolished.

Governor A.H. Roberts had been
called in the meantime, and he ordered
the entire Fourth Tennessee Infantry
into the city and declared martial law
there. The 1,100 National Guards-
men who responded, together with
nearly 300 special policemen and
deputies, joined the 200-member Knox-
ville police force on the side of law
enforcement, but the mob still out-
numbered them.

Responding to rumors that armed
blacks were roaming Vine Avenue
eight blocks away, the mob turned up
Gay Street and headed in that direc-
tion. The intersection of Vine and
Central Avenue was the heart of black
Knoxville, the crossroads at which
large numbers of blacks commonly
gathered in the evenings. While the
white mob was smashing windows and
taking more guns and ammunition
from hardware stores and pawn shops
along the way, soldiers rushed to set
up machine guns at Vine and Central
and at other points in the vicinity.

Accounts vary widely on what hap-
pened in the battle that raged there
into the night. Officially, the death
count was placed at two — Joe Etter, a
black man, and Lieutenant James W.
Payne, a guardsman who was acci-
dentally riddled with machine-gun
fire by his own men. Unofficially, the
count was much higher; one sheriff’s
deputy estimated that 25 to 30 men
died.

By dawn a nervous calm had settled
over the empty streets. Throughout
the long night and on into the days
that followed, the tyranny of the mob
was gradually transformed into repres-
sion by the military forces. The effect
on the black community was devastat-
ing. Blacks were placed under curfew,
relieved of what civil liberties they
had, and subjected to personal abuse
by patrolling guardsmen. Homes were
entered and searched, sometimes for-
cibly. All blacks entering the city by
train were questioned and searched,
and many were mistreated. Hundreds
of black residents fled the city, some

never toreturn, Between
the violence of the mob

KNOXVILLE, FOLLOWING THE RACE RIOT OF 1919

and the repression of
martial law, black Knox-
villians could hardly
make a distinction.
Whites, on the other
hand, were generally
left alone by the author-
ities. Thirty-six white
leaders of the mob were
arrested and charged
with felonies, but when
they were tried before
an all-white jury six
weeks later, 31 of them
were acquitted and the
other five were freed
after a mistrial was de-
clared in their cases.
The daily newspapers
of Knoxville and other
Tennessee cities did not
bestir themselves to de-
plore the outburst of
white violence in any
specific ways. On the
contrary, the tone of
the news coverage and
the sparse editorial com-
ment implied that Mau-

rice Mays was guilty
and that the crime was
outrageous enough to justify the
actions of the mob and the military.
One state official, Senator John C.,
Houk of Knoxville, dismissed the
violence as ‘“‘merely a mob ...a white
mob engaged...in disturbing the
peace.” A month later, when racial
violence erupted in the town of Elaine,
Arkansas, the Nashville Tennessean
blamed it on “organizations at work
preaching the doctrine of social equali-
ty and urging the negroes to stand up
for their rights.” The Tennessean had
made no editorial comment at all on
Knoxville’s tragedy.

But the force of law was much
more swift and relentless in the case of
Maurice Mays. From the moment of
his arrest he had steadfastly main-
tained his innocence; the state, with
equal steadfastness, moved rapidly to
convict and punish him. A grand jury
indicted him four days after the crime,
the jury declaring that Mays had
“unlawfully, feloniously, willfully,
deliberately, premeditatedly and mali-
ciously” assaulted and murdered Bertie
Smyth Lindsey, “against the peace and
dignity of the state.” On Wednesday,
October 1, 1919, a month after the
murder, Case No. 508 — The State vs.

Maurice Mays — commenced in Knox
County Criminal Court.

THE TRIAL

With Judge T.A.R. Nelson presid-
ing, the names of 520 white men were
drawn from the jury pool, and from
them 12 were chosen to hear the
evidence and decide the guilt or inno-
cence of the defendant. Governor
Roberts had appointed former Knox-
ville mayor S.G. Heiskell as special
prosecutor to handle the state’s case
against Mays. He was assisted by R.A.
Mynatt, the district attorney-general,
and Fred C, Houk, a Knoxville crimi-
nal lawyer.

The defense team was headed by
Reuben L. Cates, a former district
attorney-general. His principal assis-
tant, curiously, was Lincoln C. Houk,
the father and Jaw partner of prosecu-
tor Fred Houk. (John Houk, the state
senator who had dismissed the riot as
a mere disturbance of the peace, was
Lincoln’s brother.) Three others
“signed on”’ as defenders, but ques-
tioned no witnesses: W.F. Yardley and
John W. Huff, two of the three black
attorneys in Knoxville, and James A.

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MAYS, Maurice, black, electrocuted, Tennessee (Knox County) on March 15, 1922

A case of prejudice:

‘Since the Civil War,
Negroes in east
Tennessee had been
celebrating freedom.
We had a history of
thinking we lived
among the best
white people in the
South. But when

the summer of 1919
came around, we
found out it wasn't

true.”

— 98-year-old Y.D. Bryant of
Knoxville, in a 1982 interview

56 JULY/AUGUST 1983
SOUTHERN EXPOSURES

Maurice Mays and

the Knoxville Race Riot

of l 9 l 9 By John Egerton

The administration of capital pun-
ishment in America has taken many
forms since the beginning of European
colonization nearly 400 years ago.
Convicted criminals have been put to
death by beheading, strangling, burn-
ing, pressing, sawing, hanging, shoot-
ing, gassing, poisoning, asphyxiation,
electrocution, and lethal injection. No
complete records exist to show how
many people have been executed, but
Watt Espy, a researcher in the Uni-
versity of Alabama Law Library, has
documented more than 13,500 legal
and official killings dating back into
the early colonial period. (These
should not be confused with lynch-
ings, or illegal and unofficial execu-
tions. Statistics compiled at Tuskegee
Institute indicate that an average of
146 lynchings a year took place in
the United States in the last two
decades of the nineteenth century,
that 1,799 blacks and 196 whites
were lynched between 1900 and 1962,
and that the overwhelming majority
of lynch victims were black men in
the Southern and border states.)

Tennessee can be seen as a typical
Southern state with respect to capital
punishment. Espy’s research shows
that nearly 200 people, a majority of
them black, were legally hanged in the
state before 1913. In that year, an
electric chair was installed at the main
penitentiary in Nashville. The state
legislature abolished capital punish-
ment in 1915, but restored it four
years later. Since then the state, which
is 85 percent white, has executed 86
blacks and 38 whites, all of them
males from the bottom end of the
socio-economic scale. The last Tennes-

see electrocution took place in 1961.
Thirty men are on Death Row in
Nashville now.

Twelve of the 124 electrocuted
Tennessee offenders — eight blacks,
four whites — were residents of Knox
County, which is more than 90 per-
cent white. One of those Knox Coun-
tians, the eighteenth man to die in the
state’s electric chair, was 34-year-old
Maurice Mays, a black man from
Knoxville; he was pronounced dead at
6:16 a.m. on March 15, 1922.

THE TIMES

August, 1919: Fresh from victory
in the war to make the world “safe for
democracy,” the United States seemed
headed for an era of social progress on
the domestic front, and Tennessee was
a willing partner. Across the country,
public education was reaching the
masses; automobiles were replacing
buggies, and paved roads were extend-
ing in all directions to accommodate:
them; the Eighteenth Amendment to
the Constitution had been ratified as
a national response to alcohol abuse,
and the Nineteenth Amendment, giv-
ing women the right to vote, had been
passed by both houses of Congress.
Even the sensitive issue of race rela-
tions was receiving some attention, in
part because black war veterans who
had risked their lives for democracy
were determined to share in its fruits.

Tennessee was not laggard. For
nearly two decades, the state had been
pushing to reach all its children with
public schools. Tennesseans owned
more than 75,000 automobiles — triple
the number three years earlier — and

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the development of a highway net-
work was deemed second in impor-
tance only to the schools. Prohibition
had been a statewide law since 1909.
Women were already allowed to vote
in state and local elections — and in
1920 Tennessee would become the
state whose ratification of the suffrage
amendment would make it the law of
the land.

White moderates on the race issue
in Tennessee (there being no liberals
or radicals of note) were encouraged
by the fact that lynchings and other
atrocities by white mobs had declined
from 10 a year to two, on the average,
since the turn of the century. The Law
and Order League was organized by a
group of white citizens in 1918 “‘to
combat the evils of lawlessness” —
particularly lynching. And when Chi-
Cago was staggered by an outburst of
racial violence in July of 1919, Ten-
nessee Governor Albert H. Roberts
welcomed black refugees from that
city with these words: “We need the
Negro here, and I do not fear that
Tennessee will ever be the scene of
such troubles as are now existing in
Chicago.”

Like the rest of the South, Tennes-
see lived by a rigid set of segregation
laws and customs, but its white self-
image was one of patient and kindly
paternalism toward the black race.
White supremacy was simply taken for
granted, as if it were a divine right;
as long as blacks were submissive to
the status quo, unprovoked acts of
aggression against them were publicly
frowned upon as unkind, unwise, and
unnecessary.

The state did not so much deny
blacks the right to vote as it discour-
aged them with poll taxes and party
primaries; likewise, educational oppor-
tunity was not denied, so long as it
was dispensed in isolation from
whites. The most benevolent white
citizens of Tennessee in the postwar
period tended to be fearful of just two
things: the social elevation of blacks,
individually or collectively, and the
prospect of a sexual attraction be-
tween black men and white women.
(Sexual contact between white men
and black women was a widespread
and long-standing occurrence, though
it was seldom discussed publicly.)

If Tennessee thought of itself as
different — more segregationist than
its Yankee neighbors, but more toler-
ant and charitable than its Rebel
cousins — then Knoxville could claim

to be the most different
of its cities. It was an
urban Oasis in the moun-

Maurice Mays —
Officially murdered by the State

tains, a busy city of

brick streets and electric
trolleys, of telephones
and theaters and trains.
“Staid old Knoxville,”
as an out-of-town edi-
torial writer called it,
was the principal city in
a region that had stood
with Lincoln and the
Union in the Civil War,
a region that remained
staunchly Republican.
The city’s 80,000 peo-
ple included fewer than
12,000 blacks — not
even half as many pro-
portionally as Memphis
or Nashville or Chatta-
nooga. The state universi-
ty was also there, and it
lent an air of seriousand
responsible maturity.
The last place anyone
— least of all a Knoxvil-
lian — might have looked
for signs of impending
racial violence was sure-
ly in this east Tennessee
city where Mayor John
E.McMillan, a Democrat,
had denounced the Ku
Klux Klan and gained a
following among blacks
as well as whites. The
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— considered a radical and possibly
subversive group even in the North —
may have given Knoxville’s white
establishment some cause for concern,
but the chapter was small and ineffec-
tual, and it included none of the
accepted local black leadership.

White Knoxville was quiet and
complacent, proud of its supposed
tolerance, sure of its basic goodness.
Only an outrageous and sensational
breach of racial laws and mores could
have provoked either blacks or whites
into violence,

And then, in the early hours of
Saturday morning, August 30, 1919, a
young white woman was shot and
killed in the bedroom of her home.
Before dawn, a black man had been
arrested and charged with the crime
— and the peace of Knoxville was
no more.

THE CRIME

Bertie Smyth was 23 years old
when she moved to Knoxville from the
mountains’ of southwest Virginia in
1915. That same year she met Daniel
B. Lindsey, a 21-year-old carpenter
and a migrant from neighboring
Jefferson County. They were married
in December, 1916, and later bought a
three-room frame house at 1216
Eighth Avenue in north Knoxville.

In late May of 1919, Daniel Lindsey
left Knoxville for a job in Akron,
Ohio. His wife stayed behind, living
alone in their home until mid-July,
when her 21-year-old first cousin,
Ora Smyth, moved in from her par-
ents’ farm on the Clinton Pike in

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ghing abd takjubg with the little crowd of guards and visitors in the death house, A negro
preacher, who is an inmate of the penitentiary, came in to see the doomed negro at midnight,
but when Mulloy began to cross question him, and poke fun at his religion the minister be-
came angry and left. The convicted murderer said onee? 'I suppose that if I tell you I
killed that old Jew you will say that I have religion, but I ain't going to say anything of
the kind, J am an innocent man.' ‘An extra guard was. placed over Mulloy all night at the
death house, When he was taken from the jail in the afternoon a long knife was found
concealed in his clothing, and the authorities have feared that he might make a desperate
attempt to escape or commit suicide. His brother was supposed to visit him at night, but
at an early hour this morning had not heen heard from, Thas fact also caused the officers
some apprehension as it was feared he might make an‘ attempt to aid Mulloy..." TENNESSEAN,
May 9, 1913 (1/3-h).

"with tears streaming down his cheeks, Pat Mulloy, negro murderer of Herman Henning, an
aged merchant’ of Second Avenue North, walked to the gallows and paid with his life for the
brutal crime at. 5:l)8 otclock Friday morning at the penitentiary. ‘I was thinking of my old

mother,' he said in apologizing for the tears as he leaned against the bars of the’ death

chamber a few minutes before being led out on the scaffold, Fearing that he was on the
verge of a breakdown, Warden Rimmer said to the negro: 'Brace up, Pate Don't break down,!
the negro straightened instantly and looking at the trap that yawned at his feet, |
answered, "When I break down it will only be to break down through that hole,'! Without

a tremor the black walked out on the white doors and in 11 minutes the state had exacted
its full and the law was satisfied, Mulloy exhibited a fiendish nerve throughout the

trying ordeal, seeming to feel the horror of the situation much less than those keeping
watch over him, His laugh rang trhough the white chamber, while his conversation was loud
and even boisterous at times, He scoffed and religion and put to flight several negro
preachers who were trying to comfort him in his last hours by his -disdainful questions and
ridicule, Early in the evening Mulloy was asked if he wanted a preacher. He replied,

'If preachers can keep me from dropping through that hole (pointing to the trap), you

can ‘send me a car load,! aoe ;

"All during the night he talked and laughed and when the cold gray of morming shed its
faint light into the window, he rose and shook himself, saying, 'Well, it won't be long

now, so I guess I had better put on my shirt.' And he carefully drew on the white shirt and
neatly tied a bright né-ktie through the collar, ‘Are you afraid?' was asked, 'Naw,' he
answered, 'I'm not afraid,' He asked for‘a Turkish cigarette and when given one he put it
aside, declaring that he would use his own tobacco until the last and then he would smoke
the other, Although the prison chaplain, Rev. B. G. Regen, talked earnestly with the mur-
derer, Mulloy never made a pretense of religion and even laughed when asked if he had been
baptized. When the last breakfast was brought into the cell, Mulloy thanked thos about him
for the good food, but declared that he did not want it, and after drinking a cup of coffee,
put aside the tray, Mulloy was then asked if he had any message for his brother, He ans-
wered: 'Yes,. Tell him to be a good boy and to put me away as nice as he can,' No serious
attempts were made to draw a confession from the condemned man but Me.stoutly maintained his
innocence. Richard P, Dews, the negro's attorney, spent the last few hours with him in the
death chamber, and to the end Mulloy told Mr, Dews he was beling hung for a crime -he did not
commit.

"The remains of Pat Mulloy were taker to the home of his brother, in an alley between third
and fourth avenues where throngs of negroes and many white people fisited all day Friday to

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MULLOY, Pat, black, hanged at Tennessee State Prison ( Davidson County )» 58-1913,

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"Governor Hooper granted a ten-day respite to Pay Mulloy, the negro’ sentenced to hang
Tuesday, following an interview with Richard P, Dews, attorney for the condemned man,
Maturday afternoon, Evidence implicating a white man in the murder has recently been
brought to light by the attoeny, on the strength of which a warrant for the man was sworn
out, and the officers are scouring the city and vicinity for him,
"ALL day Saturday, Seputy Sheriff Carter, armed with the warrant, searched for 2 mysterio
men who appeared at the jail Friday, but who succeeded in covering their trail on their
departure so’ Cleverly that it was impossible to follow them, 4t is thought that 1 of
the parties is the man wanted in connection with thec rime, esa :
"Mulloy was told Saturday night of the governor's action and he expressed his delight and
thankfulness to the citef executive, with every tooth in his head shining, The negro a-
gain declared his innocence and said that he surely hoped Governor hooper would spare his
life, Mr. Dews declared Saturday night that he would prepare his petition for the gov-
ernor's inspection immediately. He said he intended to run down every clue in connection
with the case and thought that ultimately he would save Mulloy," TENNESSEAN, Nashville,

TIN )-20-1943 (1-3.)

",..Richard P. Dews, who has been representing Mulloy since his imprisonment and sentence
of death, had another conference With Gov, Hooper Wednesday morning, taking with him

Det, Will Irwin, who was acting chief of detectives at the time of the Henning murder,
Mr, Irwin told Governor Hooper that he made a search of the upstairs part of the Henning
home on the night of the murder, and that no evidence was found that would indicate the
robbery of the place. Detective Irwin's statement corroborates the confession of Mulloy,
who stated that he robbed the Henning store several days after the murder. Mr, Irwin
stated, however, that Mulloy was mean enough and had nerve enough to murder the old man
and then go back and rob the store after the crime...." | JENNESSEAN, Nashville, IN, May

Ly 1933{1/3~))
TENNESSEAN of May 2, 1913 (1/5) states another reprieve of 1 week granted.

"In company with Abe Henning, Alfred Henning, Alfred T, Levine. one of the attorneys for
the state, and Richard P, Dews, attorney for Mulloy, Gov, Hooper went to the Henning
store Wednesday afternoon where Herman Henning was murdered and made a thorough inspect-
ion of the premises. He was shown through the lower floor, taken upstairs and then |
out in the back yard and in the alley. Lyery detail of the state's theory was expounded
to him by Mr, ‘evine as the premises were examined, Mr, Dews, who was present at the re-
quest of the state's attorneys, also showed Governor Hooper where thé two scavenger men
were standing who claimed they saw a white man in the Henning store several minutes be-
fore the old man was found dead, Governor Hooper will render a final decision in the
Mulloy case very soon, as Mulloy is to hang Friday and he has already been respited
twice," TENNESSEAN, Nashville, 5-8-1913 (1-h.) ; ; :

"Protesting his innocence to the last, Pat Mulloy, murderer of Herman Henning, twice re-
spited, will pay the penalty for his crime this morning at 5:15 o'clock, Gov, Hooper re=
fusing Thursday afternoon to grant further clemency, 'You can say for me that I am inno-
cent, said Mulloy_in the death cell of the state prison to a reporter of ‘the TENNESSEAN
and AMERICAN, shortly before the hour for his execution, Mulloy was still reticent con-
cerning the crime for which he will pay his life this morning, but has never missed an
opportunity to add that he is not guilty,Mulloy obejected to being dressed in the death
suit at the prison on his arrival stating that he wanted to die in his own clothes,

lowever, he was told it was the custom of the prison and he donned it without further adc
He ate heartily at supper and midneight but it could be seen that he was weakening. A
telephone message from Mulloy's brother was received at ll o'clock, asking what he wanted
to say to his kinsmen as a final message. Mulloy replied: ‘Come out in the morning with
the undertaker and get my body and see to it that I am put away nicely,' Mulloy was tak-
en to the penitenitary Thursday afternoon at 5:20 o clock in an automobile, in which were
Sheriff Longhurst, Deputy Sheriffs Felts and Duke, The negro was handcuffed to the Sp
ties as a precaution, The trip to the penitentiary was without event, Mulloy seeming to
have become reconciled to his fatee...At three o'clock this morning Mulloy was still lau-

11-1549,

(C) No, 42770. | TRUE NAME: STEVE PAUL LACY
Received Offense Sentence Court County _ Plea
10-22-49 Mur. lst D. DEATH = Cifrouls Maury NG

‘Was arrested about the last of September, this year, at the home of his brother
ein Maury County where he was staying and charged with the murder and rape of
‘Yrs. Anna Brown, a white woman about seventy years of age. The body was found
-4n a ravine a short distance from the stock barn of Mrs. Brown, Stated he did
-not know anything concerning the murder, but that after he was arrested and car-
pied to the jail that he was third degreed and abused by the Sheriff and his
deputies and that the Sheriff threatened to turn him over to the mob unless he
admitted his guilt. Also claimed that a Mr. Holcomb, Identification Officer |
for Davidson County, took his shirt from him at the jail and at that time there
Was no blood on it, but at the trial there was blood on the shirts and it was
testified by an expert that the blood was the same type as Mrs. Brown, Also
stated that the Sheriff, Flo Fleming, testified that he told him that his ine
tention was to rob Mrs. Brown, but after robbing her he was afraid she would
recognize him and he beat her to death with a stick, Claims that the murder.
Was supposed to have been conmitted about five o'clock in the evening and at.
that time he was at his brother's home about one~half mile away.

FAMILY DATA:

‘Neme Rele Nate Birth Death Address

Lovie Blackburn W Arke 1910 « Address unknown

Ada Parker — M Tenne 1869 «= 1413 22nd Ave.No., Nashville
Eath F a" - 1939 (Maury Co.--old age)

John H, B " 2 «= Pine St., St. Louis, Mo.
Lee . B 7 ? «= Mt. Pleasant, Tenn.

Will B . 190 o~ Cleveland, Ohio

George B . 1909 = oo

James B 2 1910 « 1413.22nd Ave.No,.,Nashville
Allen B : 1911 « Williamsport, Tenn.

Andrew B a 1899 «= _ . ;
Christine (Redden Ss e 1912 « Columbia, Tenn. -

s 2 1394 . "

Fannie Mae (Redden)

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DATE OF BIRTH:

March 8, 1914, Maury County.


(C ) “Noo 42770. (Cont 'd)

made Maury County his home, with the exception of about one year in
ee Mo. in the latter part of 1940 and early part of 1941, has also lived
M@yermittently in Nashville three or four yearss |

F Williamsport.
/ MARITAL RELATIONS :

In 1940 married Lovie Blackburn in St. Louis, Mo., no children, they separated
in 1945, does not know whether she has obtained a divorce or not.

FATHER AND MOTHER:

Father died in 1939 in Maury County, during his lifetime he was a farm renter.
Mother lives in Nashville and is supported by her son, Father was never in
trouble,

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SIBLINGS :

Has seven brothers and two sisters, John H, lives in St, Louis, Mo,, does not
know how he is employed, Lee lives at.Mt, Pjeasant and is foreman in a phosphate
Plant, Will and George live in Cleveland, Ohio, does not know how they are en=
ployed, James lives with his mother in Nashville, is employed by a publishing
house, Andrew and Allen live in Williamsport, Andrew is a brick layer and Allen
is a tram operator at Armour Fertilizer Plant in Williamsport. Christine and
Fannie Mae live in Columbia, Christine is employed as a cook in a restaurant,
Fannie Mae is also employed at a restaurant in Columbia, None of siblings have

ever been in any trouble,
MILITARY SERVICE:

Registered with Selective Service, 1940 in Nashville, examined in 1942 at Camp
Forrest, rejected on account of hi-blood pressure. and an injured right leg, |

EDUCATION:

Completed the third grade at Gant Grammar School, Williamsport.
RELIGION: | - : 7

Church of Christ,

MEDICAL:

Physical condition good,

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(C) No. 42770. (Cont'd)

# AND COMMITMENTS;

red on three or four occasions by the Sheriff's Office, Columbia, charged
we-intoxication and paid fines. or

Pe fo arrested on two or three occasions by the Sheriff's Office, Nashville, and
mid fines for intoxication. .

Poon OF CRIMINAL RECORD;
Fo institutional record.
EMPLOYMENT : | - |

At the time of his arrest had been employed three or four months by Clarence
York, Williamsport Pike, Maury County, as farm laborer. Before that was employed
by Phillips & Burtorff Foundry, 12th Ave. No., Nashville,. seven or eight months |
as coke maker... Prior to that was employed by Hermitage Portland Cement Plant, |
Nashville, two or three years intermittently as machine operator, has also been |
employed by Armour Fertilizer Company, Williamsport, and Mosanto Chemical Com=
pany as laborer. While living in St. Louis was employed by a boxcar manufac-
turning company about one year as common laborer, Has also been employed by
various farmers in Maury County as farm laborer for short periods of time. | |

SUMMARY:

This is a 35-year-old negro, received on October 22nd from Maury County with I
a sentence of death for first degree murder, having been sentenced to be i
electrocuted on November 25th, this year. Reports a fairly stable residential ~~.
history, fair employment record, True name, education, marital status, em= 4
ployment record verified by his mother, Letters from several former employers
report he was not dependable and was alcoholic.

Following is a report from the District Attorney General: . i

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Mon September 21, 1949, Mrs, Anna Susan Brown was ravished and beaten to death i
in or near her barn in’ the 8th'Givil District.of Maury County. She had gone

‘to the barn around 5 o 'clock that afternoon for the purpose of milking and the
crimes were eVidently committed soon after she began milking because a milk
pail Partially filled with milk was found in the barn after the murder. Her
body was found in a ditch about 100 feet from the back side of the barn, . One
side of her head had been beaten in with some blunt instrument, Her under.
garment was missing, and although several men combed the surrounding territory
in search of the garment, they were unable to find it.

ONE er ee at mee Se en er ep rnererne eene ee recone near

"A few suspects were arrested and held for investigation. All of their alibis
checked out satisfactorily except that of the above named subject, Paul Lacy.
He told the investigating officers that he had been at his brother's home,
where he was living at that time, all of that day and night, not having left
the home at all. Upon checking that statement, the Sheriff ascertained from

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No. 42770. (Cont'd)

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Fmembers of the household that Paul Lacy had been away from the home dur-
fhe day and did not return until around 5:15 on that afternoon. The home
we lacy was living was located something like a mile from the barn. where
prurder was committed,

fm addition to the foregoing, the officers noticed a spot on the left cuff of
ghe-shirt Lacy was wearing, and also some foreign substance under his finger= _
Pails; all.of. which had:the appearance of blood, Lacy explained that by Saying
Ethat he had killed a chicken recently, and that the spot on the shirt and the
p-material under his fingernails were chicken blood.

“ "The officers procured scrapings from his fingernails, which they sent to the
- FBI. Laboratories in Washington, along with several other articles, includ-

ing the shirt Lacy was wearing, the dress Mrs. Brown was wearing, and her
petticoat. |

"Upon the trial of the case, the State introduced an expert witness from the
F.B.I. Laboratories in Washington, who testified that both the spot on the
left cuff of Lacy's shirt and the scrapings from his fingernails were human
bloods; he also testified that seminal stains were found on the left front
shirtetail of Lacy's shirt; also that light brown to brown ; pubic hairs from
a member of the Caucasian race were clinging to Lacy's shirt; and that these
hairs matched in all observable characteristics light brown to brown pubic.
hairs adhering to the dress and petticoat of Mrs. Brown. This expert witness
‘testified that it was possible by microscropic examination.to distinguish
Caucasian hair from that of a member of the Negroid race, and also by such an

examination to differentiate between publ¢« hair and hair of the head and other
portions of the body. | -

"It was also proved in the trial that shortly after Paul Lacy was arrested in
this case, although he at first denied the crimes, he afterward admitted them
and in the presence of the Sheriff of Maury County, one of his deputies, a
newspaper reporter, and a commercial photographer he voluntarily gave a writ-
ten confesstion stating that he committed both the murder and rape of Mrse
Brown. Upon a preliminary investigation by the court, in the absence of the
jury, as to the competency of this confession, the defendant, Paul Lacy,claimed
that he was beaten at the jail by the sheriff and that the Sheriff promised to.
take him out of Maury County, where Lacy was fearful of mob violence, if he
would give a confession, and that this was the reason he made the confession,
The Sheriff denined that he had struck Lacy or made him any promise whatsoever,
and the Sheriff's testimony was borne out by that of his deputy and also by

the commercial photographer who were present at the jail when the defendant
confessed, At this point, the State introduced Allen Lacy, the brother of

Paul Lacy, who testified that his brother had not been. beaten up and that he,
Allen: Lacy, could see nothing about his brother to indicate anything wrong
with him. The Court permitted the introduction of the written confession,

"Tt was further proven by the State, before the jury, by the testimony of the |

LESTER, Napoleon Be, white, hanged at Lebanon, Tennessee, on April 20, 1888,

"Nashville, TN, 2-26-1888-Napoleon B, Lester, an old man with silvery-white hair,
was today sentenced by the Supreme Court to be hanged April 20, He slppt soundly
while sentence was being pronounced, and when called, arose, stared vacantly around
him, X8aX#d#UuMKA sat down and resumed his disturbed slumber, Lester was convicted
by the Circuit Court of Wilsin County for the murder of Lt. J. Te Lane, The plea
was insanity, but judge and jury were convinced that it was murder without
mitigating circumstances. The crime was committed early on the morning of July 26,
Lane, a lawyer, had just sat down outside his office door in Lebanon, Tenn,., when
Lester stepped up close behind him and emptied both barrels of his gun into Lane's
left side, To avoid lynching, Lester had to be brought to Nashville and jailed as
Lane was extremely popular and the crime without provocation. Lester had married
the widow of Al, Gibson, expecting to obtain possession of the insurance money on
Gibson's life. Failing to secure this, he made things so uncomfortable at home that
his wife sued for a divorce, alleging inhumane treatment. Lane was her attorney and
Lester vowed vengeance on him, His defense at the trial was that he had been driven
insane by the unfaithfulness of his wifebwtween whom and Lane, he asserted, criminal
intimacy existed, Lester had been divorced from his wife before marrying Mrs, Gib-
son, Lester is very feeble and appears almost oblivious of the occurrences of the
day. His only comment... has been: 'In killing Lane I did right and would do the same
thing again.' Poison has twice been found in Lester's cell, though he denies that
he intended to use it, except to make him sleep. He has more than once stated, how-
ever, that the gallows would never get him, and his cell is watched," COURIER~
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| bandit trio.

teers
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almost’ reached his ankles. He ‘then

| sat down on the ground with a sere

His ruse was successful—the bott
broke in his pocket. Then, by dint of
much twisting and squirming, he
forced some of the glass out’ of his
pocket. He then raised himself and
sat back to the full extent of the ch tae
which brought the broken -glass be-
tween his thighs.

He picked up the glass fragment,
held it between his knees, and finally
succeeded in sawing through the rope
that bound his wrists. When he had
freed his ankles, he staggered back to
the nearest telephone and called Mid-
dlesboro authorities, He reported the
robbery and furnished descriptions of
the bandit trio and the stolen car.

-Middlesboro police, in turn, wired an
account of the crime to Attorney-Gen-
eral Witt in Madisonville, . Tennessee.

Witt read the descriptions’ eagerly, in’

the hope that one of the bandits would

ah to be the elusive triple slayer,
ill Lee. His spirits zoomed down-

ward when he learned that both young

men had brown eyes and dark hair.’
At 10:15, on the morning of April

23, just four days after the audacious

hold-up pf snag Witt. received a

op

“the southeast of Madisonville, in
Polk County, Tennessee. A farmer had

_ been held up and robbed that very

morning. Moreover, the crime had
been committed by' two young men
and a blonde girl. ,

‘After demanding breakfast, which
the farmer’s wife provided, the trio
covered the farmer and his wife with
pntos demanding money. When the
‘armer finally convinced them that he
had none, they stole a pistol, a shot-
gun, and ammunition for both. Then,
at gun-point, they forced their victims
the way to the woodshed.

off the barrel of the stolen shotgun.

“We'll need a sawed-off shotgun in
our business,” one of the male bandits
announced. é :

“Yeah, we're in the banking busi-
ness,” the other quipped.

At the woodsh door, the. girl
pared. fumbled in her leather hand-
pele and came up with a five-dollar

“You take this, mister, you may
need it,” she told Baker, handing him
the greenback. ‘We'll soon have plenty
of maney. We’re right now headed for
a bank. ”

ITT pecenptly conferred with
W Sheriff ebster and it . was
decided to keep all available officers

reliev- |.alerted on the chance that the bandit

trio might be headed that way. Depu-
ties and police officers were issued
strict orders to shoot them on sight.

It was nearing 2:30 of that same
afternoon when a black sedan parked

in front of the Citizens Bank and Trust.
.Company in Tellico Plains. Neither the

car nor its + ree FEA young men
and a pretty blonde girl—attracted
more than passing interest until_a
sharp-eyed young mountaineer named
have “eae 9g Shaw : strolled past. Two

‘and a blonde girl! Could be the

Breaking into a run, Shaw sped
across the street and notified Deputy
Sheriff S..B. Lattimore. That efficient
officer ran toward the bank,’ gun

clutched in his hand. But he was too’
late. oy ass ons Miter ape fey ie car
s away from the cur sped
out at town, headed ‘for the nearby

jg trers sixty miles .

‘ually lessened the distance

Shouting instructions to a pedestrian
tti

. to notify the sheriff's office, more

ran to his own car and gave chase. '
Sheriff Webster and Deputies John
Burger and Horace Roberts promptly
responded to the phone call and roared
out of Madisonville.‘For his part, Gen-
eral Witt phoned the sheriff of Cher-

‘okee County, North Carolina, request-

ting that officers there attempt to head
off the trio at the state line.
When Witt arrived in Tellico Plains,

he found that lumbering village in an .

pases. Western gateway to the Cher-
okee~ National Forest, the town is
barely five miles from the Shaw cabin,
where three persons. were brutally
Murdered two months earlier. Out-
raged citizens, heavily armed, paraded
the streets, eager to join in the chase
for the bandit trio. >

“You men. had better stay right
here,” the shrewd: attorney-general
counseled. “The bandits may double

back. Unless they’re headed for North -

wee this is their only route out of
ere,” Re

Meanwhile, the officers sped along
the single main. highway bisecting the
a ec cgrge This oe Bb pay Paw
miles .as it paralle anging Dog
Creek, a precipitous ridge on one side
of the narrow roadbed, and a turbul-
ent mountain stream on the other.

“The bandits can’t get away from us
—not if they stick to the car,” Sheriff

’ Webster told his deputies as he tooled

the car over the dangerous road.
But dawn came with no sign of
either the car or its three armed oc-
cupants. Had the bandits abandoned
the machine on some side road? Would
they try to escape on foot in the moun-
tain wilds?
. Webster didn’t think so. “They’d be

certain to get lost without an experi-—

enced guide,” he pointed out, “and
they're smart enough to know that.
Our best bet is to spread out along the

road in case the North Carolina officers

drive them back this way.”
Thus it was that the canny sheriff
stationed his deputies at strategic
points and awaited further develop-
ments. They were not long in coming.
The sun was just peeping over the
jagged mountain-tops when a black
sedan coasted down a steep trail to the
highway and roared away toward the
Tennessee-North Carolina state line.
a, Lattimore step out of his
hiding place in the brush and fired his
pistol three times into the air—a pre-
arranged signal. He then ran to’ his
ear, carefully concealed behind a
brush screen, and set out ‘in pursuit.
Sheriff Brewster, far back on the
highway, heard the signal and sprang

-into ‘action. Leaping into his car, he

picked up his deputies as he arrived
at their. places of concealment, : and
joined in the pursuit.

The advantage was definitely with
the officers. Skilled in driving over
perilous mountain trails, hag grad-

‘ tween
them and the bandit car. Even before
they were in range, they began shoot-
ing in an effort to puncture the tires

' of the fugitive sedan.

While they failed in that purpose,
they did accomplish another. Near the
state: line, Deputy Bell, of Murphy,

’ North Carolina, heard the gunfire and

promptly parked his car crosswise in
the road. Then, clutching an automatic
rifle, he sprang from the machine and

‘crouched behind it at the same instant |

that the bandit car careened around a
sharp curve. Calmly, deliberately, Bell

aimed, , triggered his weapon, and

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ress

noted with sat:
bearing the T
close behind th

Then came
ment. Realizing
between two fi
the fugitive m:
sharply to the:
ling out ‘into s

That death w«
bandits seemed
breath, the offic
turn end over
mighty splash ir
of Hanging D
below.

“Well,” Sher
incredulously, :
brink of the gc
acles isn’t yet o
bandits is aliv
about 200 feet

While Bell sc
ilous bank, inte
the other officer
turned their :
merged car. Af
they succeeded
the bank and )
drowned male

Meanwhile, v
the result of <
shoulder, the g:
to surrender an
ashore.

With their th
ers, the officers
ville where th
Monroe County

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ww Attorney-G
nal Investigat«
three bandits
mission.

“Tm Bill Lee
ter-of-factly. “

surprise.”

The triple ;
mildly. The of
flabbergasted. °
the masqueradi
brutal slayings
nor denied his
the slightest r
deeds. Conver
boasted of his :
in feminine dis

“I'd rather b:
anyhow,” he si
ered to chang:
and shed his be
pensive silk lir

Grilled in tt

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as a slender bri
ably in her 1.
dressed in blac

An hour pas:
that the rema
gang had some!

ung nets anc
that or they ha
in the sprawlin

_Bush and Cu
ence in the for
of R. J. Workn

-in city directori

to a pedestrian
ffice, Lattimore

gave chase. '
Deputies John
‘berts promptly
call and roared
r his Gen-
sheriff of Cher-
rolina, request-
attempt to head
line.
1 Tellico Plains,

1g village inan .

ay to the Cher-
, the town is
the Shaw cabin,

were brutally
s earlier. Out-
armed, paraded
xin in the chase

tter stay right
ttorney-general
its may double
eaded for North
nly route out of

cers sped along
ay bisecting the
ad writhes for
:; Hanging Dog
idge on one side
i, and a turbul-
on the other.

et away from us
the car,” Sheriff
ties as he tooled
igerous road.

vith no sign of
three armed oc-
ndits abandoned
side road? Would
oot in the moun-

k so. “They’d be
thout an experi-
inted out, “and
a to know that.
2xad out along the
Carolina officers
way.” :
he canny sheriff
ies at strategic
further develop-
t long in coming.
eeping over the
s when a black
steep trail to the
away toward the
rolina state line.
epped out of his
-ush and fired his
o the air—a pre-
then ran to’ his
ealed behind a
out in pursuit.
far back on the
signal and sprang
into his car, he
ies as he arrived
soncealment, ‘and

is definitely with
in driving over
rails, they grad-
distance between
car. Even before
they began shoot-
yuncture the tires

i.

in that purpose,
another. Near the
Bell, of Murphy,
cd the gunfire and
3 car crosswise in
‘hing an automatic
1 the machine and
it the same instant
sareened around a
, deliberately, Bell
nis weapon, and

san na

Poy sees

%
Es

noted with satisfaction that the car
bearing the Tennessee -officers was
close behind the bandits’ sedan. °°

Then came an amazing develop-
ment. Realizing that she was trapped
between two fires, the girl driver of
the fugitive machine swung the car
sharply to the right and sent it urt-
ling out ‘into space.

That death would result for all three
bandits seemed certain. With bated -
breath, the officers watched the sedan
turn end over end as it fell with a
mighty splash into the churning waters
of Hanging Dog Creek, forty feet
below. ; ‘
“Well,” Sheriff Brewster breathed
incredulously, as he peered over the
brink of the gorge, “the day of mir-
acles isn’t yet over. At least one of the
bandits is alive. I can see the girl,
about 200 feet downstream.” ;

While Bell scrambled down the per-
ilous bank, intent on rescuing the girl,
the other officers made the descent and
turned: their attention to. the sub-
merged car. After considerable effort,
they succeeded in pushing it close to
the bank and rescuing the two half-
drowned male occupants.

Meanwhile, weak from blood lost as

the result of a bullet wound in the
shoulder, the girl seemed glad enough
to surrender and permit Bell to aid her
ashore. hie

With their three bedraggled prison-
ers, the officers sped back to Madison-
ville where the trio. was lodged in
Monroe County jail.

CyESONED by Sheriff Webster,

VJ Attorney-General Witt and Crimi-

nal Investigator Carroll, one of the
three bandits made an amazing ad-
mission.

“Pm Bill Lee!” the “girl” said mat-
ter-of-factly. “I guess that’s kind of a
surprise.” ‘

, e triple slayer had phrased it
mildly. The officials were completely
flabbergasted. They closely questioned
the masquerading youth regarding the
brutal ee ay Lee neither affirmed
nor denied his guilt, nor did he evince
the slightest remorse for his bloody
deeds. Poasetae he swaggered and
boasted of his ability to evade the law
in feminine disguise.

“Pq rather be a gun moll than a boy
anyhow,” he simpered as he was ord-
ered to change into masculine attire
and shed his bedraggled dress and ex-
pensive silk lingerie.

Grilled in turn, Lee’s male accom-

‘

plices .were prompily identified as
Troy Brown’ and ank Bobo, lately
pero from the state penitentiary in

entucky. Shortly thereafter, Ken-

‘tucky authorities again had them in

custody, and they were both sentenced
to serve for life for the armed robbery
of the salesman.

Jasper Shaw, his wife, and Matt
Hensley were murdered on February
22, 1935. Less than three months later,
on May 16, William “Bill” Lee went on
trial for his life. at Madisonville
charged with the bludgeon slaying of

own life. ’
This theory was shattered when fiery

“Attorney-General Witt introduced ex-

pert testimony to the effect that au-

' topsies performed on the night of the

murder, had disclosed no alcohol in
the stomach of any one of the three
victims. ¢

If any further evidence of Lee’s guilt
was needed it was furnished by 12-
year-old Peter Lardel, who had_wit-
nessed the bloody triple slaying. From
the witness stand, the boy related the
tragic story in all its eaey ca.

On that same day, Bill Lee was
found guilty as charged, with no rec-
ommendation of mercy. He promptly
heard himself sentenced. to die in the
electric chair. Through ‘his counsel, he
appealed the decision. . ;

ile the appellate court was con-
sidering the case, Witt went ahead
with his plans to try him for the other
two murders. There was a possibility
that the sentence would be commuted
to life imprisonment. ;

However, the death. sentence was
sustained. Consequently at 5:22 a.m.,
January 22, 1936, William Lee was
strapped into the electric chair at the
state penitentiary in Nashville, Tenn.
Minutes later he was in: eternity.

Nore; The names Fred Parken, Peter
Lardel, and Sinnett are fictitious in
order to protect the identity of inno-
cent persons.

DETECTIVE CASES

(Continued from page. 11)
as a slender brunette, attractive, prob-
ably in her late twenties, stylishly
dressed in black.

An hour passed, and it was evident -

that the remaining members of the
ang had somehow: escaped the quick-
ung nets and road_ blocks, Either
that or they had holed up somewhere
in the sprawling Tampa area.
‘Bush and Culbreath held a confer-
ence in the former’s office. The name
of R. J. Workman could not be found

in city directories or local files. Neither

_ of the mystery girl

‘weeks. Bus.

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gang’s operations,” Bush told the
sheriff. . |

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on the wall behind his desk on which
many towns had -been circled in red
pencil. Each circle, he explained,
represented the scene of a daring hold-
up that had been reported over the
police teletype during the past few
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woman screamed
and ‘ran toward the
sesture. The shotgun
ed there an instant,
‘ashed down on her
shing force. She
weakly,, staggered
of the bed and col-

after that was never

er Lardel. Shackled ©

otionless. Would the
with the aid of the
notice that he had
Would he then kill

became aware that
‘anctically searching
‘the money. Dresser
Uled out, their con-
srywhere. A heavy
1 open. At long last,
rch was rewarded.
isfaction, he heaped
dying fire, then be-
iedly.
hrough young Peter.
dn’t noticed that he
2 next instant, how-
ngealed in his veins.
was pretty smart,
2” The killer’s voice
cious, and -vengeful.
I didn’t know you’d
bed, or my last shot
i along with the rest

osody stiffened with
oken prayer on his
2 lay there, waiting
:end. .
npleted, the bestial
ts from-the beds and
’ the windows. Then,
otte, he sank into a
fire.
1e said, in a calm, de-
ought to kill you for
here the rest of that
But I’ve decided to
u do like you're told.
nder that bed till to-
—and you go on liv-
. come out of there
ome back and do you
thers!”
he door slammed be-
layer, and Peter Lar-
ply for the first time
ikened that night. He
amped quarters until
r of a motor from the
> of the cabin. That
e was stealing . the
machine in which

ver had intended to.

wn on the following
he boy heard the car
steep mountain grade
forth from his hiding

ting his eye’ from the
ghastly burdens, he
his clothes and ran
che stormy night. ...
he story. Weird fan-
: sounded, Witt and
iat it was absolutely
he agg Rie: the tender
the kindly Parkens,

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of death. From there, they traced the .
car down the mountain to a level spot
where the driver had driven to the
side of the road and parked. He had
then, as his indistinct footprints clear-
ly showed, crossed a ridge to the Jas-
per Shaw home, then re-traced his
steps to the car.

“We've learned two things,” Witt
told Carroll grimly. “Lee went back
to the cabin for the purpose of closing
Peter Lardel’s lips forever. There's
little doubt of that. And he headed
down the mountain, not up. That
means he somehow slipped _ through
Tellico Plains and Madisonville with-
out being observed.”

“My idea exactly,” Carroll con-
curred. “We'd better get to the near-
est phone and spread the alarm.”

us it was that the description of
Bill Lee was broadcast throughout
Tennessee, Kentucky, and. orth
Carolina. That the triple slayer would
be. apprehended in a matter of hours
seemed certain. .

But such was not the case. A num-
ber of suspects were picked up, uizzed
and released when they prov
identities. Dozens of tips were inves-
tigated with negative results. And
then, two weeks after the ghastly
‘crimes were: committed, the aban-
doned car was found near Richmond,
Kentucky. Despite an intensive search
in that area for Bill Lee, however, the
phantom slayer had apparently dis-
solved in thin air.

Now the scene changed to Middles-
boro, Kentucky, three miles from
Cumberland Gap, Tennessee, on. U. S.
Highway 25E. Here, on the balmy
Friday afternoon of April 19, a trav-
eling: salesman nam Sinnett was
busily engaged in packing sample
cases into his car when an attractive
little blonde approached and. asked,
coyly, “Leaving town, mister?”

When the salesman acknowledged
that he was on the verge of leaving for
Knoxville, the girl brightened per-
ceptibly. -

“Could I please ride with you?” she
asked. “I live beyond Knoxville, and
I’ve simply got to get home to my sick
mother. And I’ve just missed my bus.”

Lo bib > hesitated. The habit of
giving lifts to hitchhikers, he knew
was a dangerous one. Still, this gir
was young, pretty, and certainly
looked harmless enough. Besides, there

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“Okay,” the salesman assented,
“climb in.” '

Sinnett slid behind the wheel, and
the girl sat on the front seat beside
him. The car rolled out of the city
and headed for the open country .be-
yond. ;

As they rode, the girl chatted ami-
ably. Wasn’t this the loveliest country
in the spring? The woods would be
gorgeous this time of year, what with
the wild flowers, the ferns and the
bubbling springs.

They were perhaps a mile beyond
the city limits when the girl’s dream
voice went .suddenly hard and cold.
“Slow down,” she barked. “I said, slow
down!” The. order was punctuated
with a tiny pistol, which she jabbed
into the flustered salesman’s side.

“Okay, lady, okay.” Sinnett was far
too intelligent to argue with a pistol
held in a steady hand. “What’s the big
idea?”

“Just that you’re going to follow
my orders to the letter. That is, if
you’d like to go on living,” she finished
sweetly. =O it

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McDONALD, Brice, black, hanged Tennessee State Prison (Decatur County) Oct. 3, 1910,

"Following a good night's sleep and the eating of a hearty breakfast, Brice McDonald,
colored, convicted of killing his sister in law in Madison County, was hung at the state
penitentiary Monday morning afew minutes before six o'clock, ‘the execution was a private
one according to the new law, and no one, with the exception of the prison officials and
the condemned man's spiritual adviser, witnessed the death, Although Capt. B, M, Rice,
warden at the prison, will not describe the execution, he states that the man met death
without fear and remained calm to the very last. Every effort made by the officials to
get in communication with the dead man's relatives were in vain and the body will be
buried at the prison cemetery, Both jail and penitentiary officials state that they ne-
ver had a better behaved prisoner than McDonald, He was throughout as cheerful and hap
py as a man could be in his condition, He always stated that while he might have been
guilty of the terrible crime for which he was convicted, hb had no memory of the deed as
he was at the time intoxicated, Mc~onald was transferred from the jail to the peniten-
tiary Sunday evening. He was placed in the condemned cell, where he sat up until mid-
night reading his Bible and talking with his spiritual adviser, the Rev. Taylor. Follow-
ing a good night's sleep he ate a very hearty breakfast and dressed in a new suit of
clothes furnished him by Warden Rice, His last wequest was that Rev, Taylor write to his
mother and tell her details of his death, When asked if he would like to have his body
sent home to his mother he replied that he would rather not, stating that his mother was
very poor and he did not want to burden her with the expense of a funeral, When the
time came for mounting the platform where the noose hung he stepped up without a quiver
and stood perfectly quiet until the trap was SP BSBA ane peas was broken Py, the fall
and life was extinct in a few moments," TENNESSEAN, Oct, ), 1910 Nashville)

"..McYonald's case is one of the most pitiful in the annals of criminal justice, He was
convicted about a year ago of killing his sister-in-law with an ax at Jackson, He was
brought to the local jail on june 20 and has been respited twice since, During the en-
tire time he has not been visited by a friend or relative and the only remembrance which
he ever received was a small box of provisions sent him from Jackson, Throughout these
trying days, with the death sentence hanging over his head, the condemned man has been
of the most cheerful nature, He has won the friendship of every official at the jail.
Daily he read a verse from the Bible and has never at any time been either cast down or
boisterous, The scene when he departed for the penitentiary Sunday was most touching,
“hen it bacme time for him to g0, the officials lined up at the gail doors and as he
passed out each would offer him a word of encourazement and cheer. Upon arrival at the
penitentiary he was placed in the death cell with only a sheet stretched across the
window keeping from his view the gallows which had been erected there, fhe first thing
whlich he did after being placed in the cell was to take out his Bible and with a smile
on his face began to read,..'! TENNESSEAN, Oct. 3, 1910, (Nashville)

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let us through.” McCoig ordered, “and if
they don’t believe you, you’re a goner.”

Connors did as he was told, and Jack
Orr, the gatekeeper, passed the car with-
out suspicion. Half a mile from the walls,
the three convicts forced Connors from
the machine and raced away. It was sev-
eral minutes before he could get toa
telephone to report the kidnaping-break,
and by that time the fleeing men had too
much of a start to be captured imme-
diately,

Officers throughout the state kept a
sharp watch for them, but the fugitives
were not seen nor heard from until ten
o’clock on the morning of December 6th
—three days later. At that hour McCoig
and Dean, each carrying two pistols, and
a third man who was masked, but recog-
nized as Frank Hopson, a local youth,
stalked into the Citizens’ Bank at Taze-
well, Claiborne County.

Mccola took a position in the center

of the spacious room, and leveled his
pistols at the five persons in the bank.
They were Lee D. Stone, the president ;
Mark Lewis, cashier; Miss Nannie Maud
Lewis, bookkeeper. and two depositors,
James Poore and Jim Breeding,

“Get your hands up,” the gunman or-
dered curtly. “Line up facing the wall.”

Poore and Breeding, Tazewell business
men, hesitated uncertainly, McCoig
cursed. “Get over that counter and line
up with the others!” he snarled. “And
be quick about it!” The two men obeyed.

While the masked man, Hopson, stood
at the door, on guard with a shotgun, Pete
Dean began raking bank notes onto a
large, square piece of canvas. When he
had gathered all the currency in sight—
more than $2.000 it later developed—he
deftly grabbed up the four corners and
twisted them together to make a sack.
Then he vaulted over the counter and ran
toward the door, Hopson leaped in be-
hind the wheel of a Ford sedan which
had been left waiting at the curbing, motor
running, ;

McCoig also backed toward the door,
keeping his pistols leveled for action. ag
any of you move too quick, youre going
to get it,” he warned. At the door he
wheeled, dashed across the sidewalk, and
leaped into the car..as Hopson threw it
into gear, said

At that moment William Ingle, a cob-
bler, ran onto the sidewalk from his shop,
a few doors from the bank. He began
firing at the back of the moving car with
a rifle. McCoig, leaning out of the door
window, returned the fire, sent splinters
flying from the store front a short distance
from the cobbler’s head. No one was
wounded in the exchange of shots, but the
fusillade served to spread the alarm that
the bank had been held up.

The getaway car disappeared on State
Road No. 33, in the direction of Knox-
ville. Cashier Lewis, in the bank, quickly
telephoned to the county jail at Maynard-
ville. and informed Sheriff L, B. Hutchi-
son of the crime,

“We'll try to head them off,” the Sheriff
promised,

Hutchison and Deputy Austin Mathews,
driving the Sheriff’s Ford coupé, raced
toward Tazewell on Route No. 33.. About
seven miles from Maynardville, a short
distance beyond the bridge over the Clinch
River, the Sheriff parked his car *beside
the highway.

“We'll wait for them here,” he said.

The two officers did not have to wait
long. Within a few minutes a Ford sedan,

: (Continued from page 45)

with three male passengers, raced by them
at top speed,

_ “There they go!” Sheriff Hutchison
cried, , ;

He and Mathews jumped into his coupé.
The Sheriff swung it around and started
the . chase. The speeding sedan had
stopped at ‘the bridge, and Was turned
sidewise, ‘blocking the road. Pete Dean
was behind the wheel as the officers ap-
proached, and McCoig and Hopson were
standing on the roadway beside it. Mce-
Coig -was holding a yicious looking .45
caliber’ automatic, partly hidden by his
trouser leg, :

Sheriff Hutchison, fifty-one, white-
haired, kindly, beloved by all who knew
him, stopped his coupé a short distance
away, and climbed out.

“Wait a minute, boys—” he began.

But he never finished the sentence. With
a snarl of rage, McCoig raised his auto-
matic and opened fire. The first shot
went wild, but the second struck Sheriff
Hutchison squarely between the eyes, kill-
ing him instantly, McCoig then trained
his weapon on Deputy Mathews.

“Get your hands up or I'll plug you,
too,” he warned,

Mathews obeyed. At that moment a
bus bound for Knoxville pulled to a stop
behind the Sheriff’s coupé,

“Watch him,” McCoig said to Hopson,
indicating Deputy Mathews. Then, hold-
ing his automatic ready for action, he
ran to the bus. The driver had thrown
open the door. He climbed in, and waved
his pistol at the half-dozen passengers.

“Tm Gus McCoig,” he announced. ge
just: killed the Sheriff there. Had to do
it—it was a fair fight,” he lied,

The startled passengers and the driver
were too frightened to move. McCoig
suddenly leaped out of the bus, and ran
back toward the bridge and the parked
sedan. He paused for’ a moment beside
the body of Sheriff Hutchison, and stared
down at the fallen man,

s !” he exclaimed. Then he
dashed to the sedan and jumped in. Hop-
son and Dean were waiting. “Step on
her,” he said. The car quickly disap-
peared in the direction of Maynardville,

On that December 6th, more than a
hundred peace officers, from a dozen com-
munities, began scouring the countryside
around Maynardville, but they met with
no success,

.George Wilbur Moss, the robber who
had escaped with McCoig and Dean from
Nashville, had been captured a few hours
before the bank robbery, on the highway
a short distance from’ Tazewell. When
e was informed of the murder at Taze-

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well jail, he said:

“Maybe that was some of the unfinished
business McCoig was talking about. He
sept saying he had ‘unfinished business’
down this way.”

Moss may have been right as to what
had been in the mind of this criminal
rat,

Frank Hopson, the local youth who had
participated in the bank robbery and had
witnessed the wanton slaying, was behind
bars twenty-four hours after the manhunt
had started. He had surrendered through
his father, Silas Hopson, a respectable
mountain farmer.

“They ditched me right after the shoot-
ing,” he said,

McCoig and Dean were not heard from
for several weeks after the murder. With
the bank loot in their possession, there
was no telling where they had gone; but
East ‘Tennessee authorities did not relax
their search for them. It developed later
that they were hiding out in North and
South Carolina cities, spending their
blood-money in dissipation and debauch-
ery. Late in the afternoon before New
Year’s Eve, they were spotted in Jeffer-
son County, in McCoig’s old hangouts
around White Pine. Before they dropped
out of sight again, McCoig bragged to
an acquaintance that he was planning to
hold up the bank at White Pine “almost
any day now.”

One of the officers directing the man-
hunt at this time was Frank Quarrels.
the able High Sheriff of Jefferson County.
The Sheriff kept a squad of deputies on
guard near the home of old Dan McCoig.
father of Gus, every night, hoping that
the young desperado might attempt to
visit his family. One evening, while Quar-
rels was making an inspection around the
McCoig farm, the deputies mistook him
for the man they were seeking. They
opened fire with rifles, and the Sheriff
narrowly escaped with his life. Bullets
clipped off tree twigs on all sides of him
but, miraculously, he was not hit.

AGAIN, on January 13th, McCoig and

Dean were seen in Jefferson County.
On that date, they flagged Frank Park, a
young Jefferson City attorney, while he
was driving along the highway, and at-
tempted to pump him about the where-
abouts of the officers who were seeking
them,

“Why, we're out looking for the law
right now,” McCoig drawled, implying
that he was itching for another gun battle.

They dropped out of sight again, then.
on February 7th, a lone bandit held up
the bank at Whitleyville, Tennessee, just
south of the Kentucky border, The bandit
locked the manager, Paul Birdwell, and
two depositors inside the vault, and fled
with $500 in currency,

About an hour later, Sheriff O, H. Phil-
pot and two deputies stopped an auto on
the highway near Gainesboro, twelve miles
south of Whitleyville, and began question-
ing the driver—a youth who seemed to
fit the description they had of the bank
robber. The young man gave a straight
story, and the officers were about to wave
him on when the Sheriff threw Open the
glove compartment in the dash of the car,
Two 45 caliber automatics were in it,

“All right, I give up,” the youth said
quickly, “I’m the guy that’s been travel-
ing with Gus McCoig.”

He admitted robbing the bank, and
identified himself as Pete Dean. The loot
was found in his pockets. He asserted
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get funds to finance a trip to Mexico.
Then it developed that a few days earlier,
while officers were searching for him
throughout the state, he had married
seventeen-year-old Thula Hinds, a Rock-
wood high-school: student. He had used
the alias of Tom Woods, and his bride
had not even suspected his true identity.

Dean insisted that McCoig had “gone
back home,” but the next evening, Febru-
ary 8th, Sheriff Walter Hill, of Crossville,
Tennessee, about sixty miles southeast of
Gainesboro, heard a. different story.
Thomas F. Dykes, owner of a tourist camp
at the town limits, summoned him by tele+
phone.

“That McCoig gangster is staying in
one of my cabins,” Dykes said excitedly.

RS. EFFIE HILL, the Sheriff’s wife,

heard the message, and when her hus-
band and two deputies ran from the jail
office, she followed. : .

“T want to be with you,” she said quiet-
ly, and the Sheriff could not persuade her
to remain behind. Dykes was waiting to
point out the cabin to the officers,

“He’s in there alone,” he said.

The men moved up silently. Mrs. Hill
walked firmly beside her husband. Through
the window they could see a tall, blond
youth. strumming a guitar, and they could
hear the song he was singing. It was a
prisoner’s song: “Ninety-Nine Years.”

“Cover him through the window. I'll

go in by the door,” Sheriff Hill whispered .

to his deputies,

They nodded. The Sheriff walked stealth-
ily to the door and halted. To his wife,
who was right behind him, he said:

“Don’t follow me—there may be shoot-
ing.” :

She did not reply. Then the Sheriff

give yourselves up?” Johnston replied.
“Come out with Captain Sanders in front
of you and go peacefully to your cells,
and I assure you you won’t receive any
harm.”

Governor Johnston leaned over and
peered into the window to try and get a
glimpse of the Captain and see the re-
action to his words. As he did so, one
of the convicts noticed that both his hands
were in the pockets of his overcoat.

“Take your hands out of your pockets!”
shouted the desperado.

The Governor complied with the con-
vict’s request, but continued to reason
with the prisoners. Suddenly, his friend
Sanders appeared at the window, without
coat and vest and with his arms still bound
to his sides. His face expressed the suf-
fering he had been undergoing.

“Please get me out of here,” he pleaded.
The Governor was deeply moved. Here
was a close personal friend standing on
‘the brink of death, with only a slight brick
wall between them and safety. Yet ap-
parently he was helpless to aid the im-
prisoned officer except by freeing six con-
victs. This was the step he hesitated
about taking even for his friend. He was
irritated by his helplessness, but the con-
victs had their price and they had the
upper hand. He must pay that price or
leave Sanders to his fate.

After minutes that seemed like hours,
he called to the officer’s captors: “Vl give
you my word you won’t be punished for
this if you'll let Captain Sanders out un-
harmed.”

“To with your word!” shouted
the convicts. ‘Who are you to make
promises?” 4

Master Detective

Their crimes having at last caught up
with them, Pete Dean (left) and Gus
McCoig appear despondent as. they
‘are photographed during their trial

signaled to one of his: deputies. In an -

instant there was a shatter of glass as the
deputy shoved a rifle barrel through the
window. oh

“Stand where you are!” this . officer
shouted. ;

Almost simultaneously, Sheriff Hill /

turned the knob and threw his weight
against the door. It was unlocked and he
burst into the room. McCoig leaped to
his feet, faced him, and quickly pointed
hep 45 caliber pistols lying on the
ed.

“T won’t cause you no trouble,” he said.

Prison Terror!
(Continued from page 9)

The Governor pointed to the Reverend
Phillips, “He’ll back up my word,” he
replied.

“To with his word, too,” was
the loud, snarling answer. “We're not
taking anybody’s word. Back up that
car to the gate and let us out of here.”

But the Governor was slowly making
up his mind in spite of the pleading of his
friend, Sanders. There was to be no car.
There was to be no permission of the
convicts to get beyond the gate of the
penitentiary. .

Feeling the futility of continuing his
parley with the prisoners or of asking for
the safety of Sanders, he turned from the
window and walked back across the yard
with Chaplain Phillips. As they did so,
one of the prisoners shouted: through the
window: |

“We'll give you five minutes to think
it over.”

Five minutes! Was this second ultima-
tum a sign of increased determination,
or did it signify a weakening of purpose
among the six barricaded convicts? It had
been eight minutes before. Who could
tell; and who could give the correct in-
terpretation of the meaning that was hid-
den behind Sanders’ plea for a car?

Governor Johnston again talked over
the problem with the law enforcement
officers. and many more than the allotted
five minutes were spent in renewed dis-
cussion.

It gradually was decided that stern
measures must be used, as Governor
Johnston himself had determined; that
the convicts be advised that complete
plans for their capture had been arranged,
and that within a few minutes these plans

53

~The Sheriff advanced and handcuffed
him, Then he noticed that Mrs. Hill had
followed him into the cabin; that she had
faced the outlaw almost as soon as he
had. On the side back to the Crossville
jail, Mrs. Hill addressed McCoijg: ,

“What made you do all those terrible
things?”

The desperado shook his head soberly.
“T don’t know, M’am,” he said. “I was
ready to give up, anyway.”

‘McCoig, Frank Hopson and Pete Dean

~ were tried jointly at Maynardville for the
slaying of Sheriff Hutchison, before Cir-

cuit Judge W. P. Monroe and a jury. Dis-
trict Attorney J. W. Wolfenbarger prose-
cuted. Many facts came out in the court-
room which caused Clarence Bunch and
McCoig to be dubbed “The Murdering
Troubadours” and branded as the leaders
of “The Guitar Gang” by newspapermen
who reported the trial.

Frank Hopson testified that frequently
after staging a holdup, McCoig would

ark the car, take out his guitar which

e carried with him at all times,.and sing
mountain songs until officers arrived. Then
he would drive away at high speed, raking
the pursuing cars with gunfire; that “he
might boast later of the s{thrill” he thus
obtained. aan

The three defendants were convicted on
March Ist, 1936, and sentenced to die in
the electric chair. A year later, Governor
Gordon Browning commuted the sentences
of Hopson and Dean to life imprisonment.
But Gus McCoig, Tennessee’s outstanding
public enemy, won no executive clemency.

’ He was electrocuted at dawn in the State

Prison in Nashville, on April 9th, 1937.
Tennessee officers hope that never again
will they be forced to deal with a criminal
like him, or like his pal, Clarence Bunch.

would be put in force regardless of the
safety of Captain Sanders.

Then arose the question whether the
convicts might not think the officers were
bluffing; also, if they were well armed.
whether they might not kill Sanders and
take a chance on shooting their way out.
The idea was ridiculous from the point of
view of the officers, but, there was no
telling how desperate the men had be-
come, nor how immovable they might be
in their decision to sacrifice their lives
rather than go back to cells. It was de-
cided to reverse the procedure and in-
stead of taking ultimatums from the con-
victs, to deliver them one.

OVERNOR JOHNSTON again volun-

teered to serve as the emissary. Again
he walked across the deserted quadrangle
and stepped to the window of the barri-
caded office. This time he was determined,
in spite of the danger to Sanders, to let
the convicts know. in no uncertain terms.
that they must either surrender at once
or be subjected to an attack by the forces
of the law.

“T’m warning you to give up,” he said.
“The National Guard has arrived, but
we're giving you one more chance.”

Laughs of derision were his answer.
They persisted in their demand for a car
in which to leave the prison gates, with
Sanders as hostage.

Disheartened and saddened. the Chiet
Executive paced slowly back to the con-
ference room. There he conferred with
Adjutant Dozier, of the National Guard
Another parley was decided on, and this
time Sergeant Moorman was chosen to
confer with the prisoners, it having been

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Unakas when a car moved slowly down
a steep path and eased onto the highway.
Deputy Lattimore sounded the warning.
The sheriff picked up his men as he
passed them. The pursuit was on.

Steadily the officers gained on the fugi-
tive car. Guns blazed as sharpshooters
tried to puncture the tires. Down the
road, ahead of the chase, Deputy Sheriff
Bell of Murphy, N. C., heard the firing
and prepared for action. He stepped
quickly from his car and crouched be-
hind it, an automatic rifle in his hands.

An Amazing Finale

UDDENLY the bandit car rounded a

sharp bend in the road at a dizzy pace,
closely pursued by a second machine.
Bell's trigger finger tensed. Taking care-
ful aim, he fired. And then an astound-
ing thing happened. The girl driver of
the bandit car deliberately cut the wheels
sharply to the right and headed for the
brink of the Hanging Dog Creek gorge.
Out into space shot the sedan as the
officers gasped at the suicidal act.

Only a miracle saved the occupants
from instant death in the crash that
followed. Luckily for the bandits, the
car had sufficient impetus to clear the
jagged rocks and sail far out into space
before it began to drop, end over end,
into the waters of the creek forty feet
below.

With some difficulty officers removed
the badly shaken youths from the sub-
merged machine. Two hundred feet
downstream, Bell saw the girl threshing
madly in the water. Actions hampered
by her dress and suffering from a bullet
wound in the shoulder, she quickly sur-
rendered.

Word was quickly flashed to me that
the trio had been lodged in Monroe county
jail and an hour later Criminal Investi-
gator Carroll and I proceeded to inter-
view them. And it was then that we re-
ceived an amazing shock. The “girl” ban-
dit was a youth masquerading in women’s
clothes—and that youth was Bill Lee, the
triple slayer of the Unakas!

In response to our questions Lee talked
readily. He admitted his identity and
showed no apparent remorse over his
crimson career. He seemed rather proud
of his exploits and boasted how he had
eluded the law for six weeks, masquerad-
ing as a woman.

“I'd rather be a gun moll than a boy
any day,” he said as a jailer brought
prison clothing to replace his feminine
garments and expensive lingerie.

Lee’s two accomplices were soon iden-

tified. They were Frank Bobo and Troy
Brown, recently paroled from the Ken-
tucky penitentiary. And presently they-
were back in Kentucky again—sentenced
to life imprisonment following their con-
viction in Bell county for the “robbery
with arms” of Roach, the salesman.

Killer Goes On Trial

or MAY 16, 1935, William Lee was
placed on trial in the Monroe county
court before Judge John J. Blair. We
elected to try the prisoner first for the
murder of Mrs. Shaw, this being the most
atrocious and brutal of the three slayings.

The alleged murderer was ably de-
fended by Attorneys F. M. Bratton, of
Madisonville; W. E. Michael, of Sweet-
water; and C. S. Harris, of Tellico Plains.
These three gentlemen were appointed
by the court, since the defendant was
without funds.

The defense claimed that the youthful
visitor to the Shaw home that February
night had become involved in a drunken
brawl and had killed in self defense. We
successfully riddled this argument with
expert testimony showing that autopsies
performed the night of the murder re-
vealed no trace of alcohol in the stomachs
of the three murder victims.

And no right thinking person could
disregard the pitiful story of the state’s
damaging eye witness, Howard Shaw,
upon whose impressionable mind had
been stamped the blackest, most horri-
ble experience any child had ever under-
gone.

Lee’s trial was just but short. He was
convicted that same day of murder in the
first degree and sentenced to die in the
electric chair—the first death verdict
meted out by a Monroe county jury in
44 years. His counsel immediately filed
an appeal and Lee was transferred to
the state prison for safe keeping.

Lee's appeal was little more than a
gesture. In the event that the death
sentence was commuted to life imprison-
ment, we were prepared to return him
to Monroe county to stand trial for the
other two murders. But further action
was unnecessary. The verdict of the
trial court was upheld and the death
sentence was sustained.

The last act of the bloody drama was
played out in the state penitentiary at
Nashville, Tenn. At 5:22 on the morning
of January 22, 1936, William Lee walked
the last mile to the electric chair to pay
with his life for the horrible fate he had
meted out to the elderly people whose
only fault had been in loving him,

Trapping Missouri’s Torture Fiend

[Continued from page 43) .

of job-hunting. At sight of the officers
they paused. “What’s the trouble?” asked
Marly. “Somebody get into a fight or
something?”

“No,” laughed Carroll. “Just a little
home gathering down at the Third on
the Azar case. We’d like to have you
both come along.”

All of the occupants of 1005 were ques-
tioned at the station. All seemed eager to
aid in clearing up the mystery. The Azar
family was also on hand to help in any
way possible but the passing hours pro-
duced no tangible results.

nn

Jack Hyner added one additional bit
of information when he was questioned
about the tarpaulin found in the shed.
He said that he always kept his drop-
cloths in the basement and used the shed
only for his paint cans and ladders. This
was further proof—if it were needed—
that the slaying had occurred in the base-
ment of 1005; but the establishment of
this fact added nothing to what police
already knew.

The investigation was deadlocked
when John J. McCarthy, assistant chief
of detectives (now chief of police),

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to stride about the
d movements. He
d before the mirror
tie and donned his
logs upon the fire,
id began tying his

lad heard his name
would not respond.
ifraid to move, al-
ie. Every nerve in
ke a strained harp-
at a touch.
e repeated, “I failed
> Lucky that you
did. That last shot
with the rest of

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f€ the end bed and
the windows. The
similarly covered.
his hammer and
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after a moment’s
to kill you for not
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ie, followed in
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the boy had but
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ised hurriedly. Not
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hat, he dashed out
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undoubtedly saved
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r we had heard the
ad traced the car
a point where Lee
road and parked.
tracked him back
ight to the Shaw
to the car. Why
‘d to the scene of
2 were satisfied it
aw out of the way
to the triple slay-

Madisonville com-
he murderer were
Tennessee and ad-
\t confident that it
2r of hours before
nded.
z. Weeks passed
ined at large. Of-
imerable clues in
om the navy de-
Lee had been dis-
isco in 1933 after
ty theft.
1e abandoned car
mond, Kentucky.
the country for
cone. We heard
is, even out in
Ss no trace of
pened its jaws

Late on the afternoon of Friday, April
19, 1935,.a traveling salesman by the
name of Roach was preparing to leave
Middlesborough, Kentucky. As he was
about to enter his car a young woman
approached him and asked for a ride.

“T have missed the bus and am trying
to get home to my invalid mother,” she
explained.

“Where is your home?” inquired
Roach.

“Beyond Knoxville,” she replied.

Roach was not in the -habit of giving
lifts to strangers but he saw no harm in
accommodating the young woman and
aret her to share the front seat with

im.

As he drove, Roach stole an.occasional
glance at his companion. He wondered
why so many young girls, like this one,
persisted in using such heavy make-up.
But he soon dismissed the thought. She
was probably some school girl who had
taken advantage of her freedom from
home restraint to over-indulge in rouge
and lipstick.

But Roach was soon to change his
opinion,

They were scarcely a mile out of
Middlesborough when the girl spoke to
him abruptly. ‘Slow down,” she ordered.
“Don't drive so fast.” She emphasized
her command with a flourish of a small
revolver. Roach cut his speed.

“What does this mean?” he asked.

“It means that you’re going to do as
I tell you, or I’ll put one of these cute
little balls through your ribs.”

Roach was stunned by the girl’s au-
dacity. But he had no intention of argu-
ing with her. The hand holding her
gun was much too steady.

“All right, miss. Give me your or-
ders,” he said.

“Stop at the bottom of this next hill.”

Roach obeyed and brought the car to
a stop. A shrill whistle from the girl
bandit’s lips brought two young men
out of the nearby woods at a lively pace.
As cars sped by, Roach was forced into
the back seat between the two young
men. The girl slid under the steering
wheel and put the car in motion.

Leave Victim To Die

”

AR back in the mountains the car

stopped at a secluded spot. Quickly
the two youths rifled their victim’s
pockets, dragged him to a small tree
and tied him securely. Frantic with the
realization that he was being left there
to die, the helpless salesman watched the
trio get into his car and drive away.

For some time Roach worked to free
his wrists, But the more he tugged at
the knot, the tighter it became and the
deeper the thongs ate into the flesh.

Gradually his fingers grew numb, his
legs weak. He sat on the ground, hands
and feet around the small tree. It was
then he thought of a bottle of whisky
in his left hip pocket. It had been over-
looked or considered worthless by the
robbers. By bouncing up and down on
the ground he managed to break the
bottle in his pocket. Then followed a
lengthy period of tedious manipulation
and exhaustive effort but at last he suc-
ceeded in sawing a strand of the cord
with a piece of the broken glass and
freeing himself. That bottle of whisky
had foiled a death from exposure in
those isolated mountains.

My office received the news of the
daring holdup and robbery. We hoped
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dits would fit Bill Lee but our sanguine
hopes were blasted when we learned that
both youths had dark hair and brown
eyes. We were still without a trace of
the wanted murderer.

Four days later, at 10:15 on the morn-
ing of April 23, 1935, I received a tele-
phone message from Copperhill, sixty
miles to the south of Polk county. A
farmer by the name of George Baker
had been held up and robbed that morn-
ing. Two youths and a blonde girl had
called at the farmer’s home that morn-
ing and demanded breakfast.

No sooner had the three finished eat-
ing than guns were leveled at Baker and
his wife. Baker informed the bandits
that he was penniless.

They accepted his word, but took a
pistol, a shotgun and ammunition for
both weapons. At the point of a gun the
farmer was forced to go to the woodshed
and saw off the barrel of his gun. Ac-
cording to Baker the bandits had boasted
that they would need a sawed-bff shot-
gun in their business.

As they were leaving the house the
girl bandit hesitated momentarily. She
reached into her leather pocketbook and
produced a five dollar bill,

“Take this,” she said, handing it to the
farmer. “You may need it. We're headed
for a bank.”

Launch Bandit Hunt

I IMMEDIATELY set in motion all the
law enforcement machinery at my
command. Officers were warned that the
bandits were heavily armed and orders
were given to shoot them on Sight.

About 2:30 that same afternoon a black
sedan bearing two youths and an attrac-
tive blonde girl parked across the street
directly in front of the Citizens Bank and
Trust Company in Tellico Plains. This
little lumber town is the western gate-
way to the Cherokee national forest. It
lies fourteen miles east of Madisonville
and but five miles from the Shaw home,
scene of the triple murder two months
before.

No one seemed to notice the car parked

in front of the town’s lone bank except
a keen-sighted young mountainee r,
Weightman Shaw. As he passed the
parked car Shaw had the feeling that one
of the occupants looked familiar. Those
eyes. That mouth! He had seen them
somewhere.

A short distance away, he saw Deputy
previ S. B. Lattimore. Shaw hailed

im.

“Mr. Lattimore,” he said, “there’s a car
parked down the street in front of the
bank. There are two young fellows and
. blonde girl in the front seat. I believe

But Shaw did not get a chance to fin-
ish the sentence. Lattimore had heard
enough. Two youths and a blonde girl!
He hastened toward the bank, gripping
his gun with eager fingers.

As he sighted the parked machine,
however, it pulled away from the curb
and roared down the street toward the
Unaka mountains. He dashed back to
his own car, left word to notify the sher-
iff’s office and set out in pursuit.

Sheriff Webster, with Deputies Horace
Roberts and John Berger, left Madison-
ville immediately upon receipt of the
telephone message. I notified the sheriff
ot Cherokee county, North Carolina, and
requested that officers be sent towards
the state line to head off the bandit car.

Traversing the Cherokee national for-
est at this point, there is but one main
highway. For miles and miles the road
follows Hanging Dog Creek as it weaves
a snakelike course through the narrow
gorge—a high, rugged ridge on one side,
a roaring mountain stream on the other.
The bandits were trapped at last, of that
we were positive.

But daylight came without a trace of
the car or its occupants. Sheriff Webster
knew they had gone into the mountains
but decided not to follow them. He
decided that the trio would attempt to
escape in the machine rather than on
foot. Hence he stationed his men at
points of advantage along the highway
and waited for the fugitives to spring the
trap.

The sun had barely cleared the lofty

Throwing a large posse into the field, officers smashed a youthful bandit trio
and jailed the triple killer of the Unakas. Above, left to right: Frank Bobo,
bandit; Sheriff Hugh Webster; Troy Brown, bandit; and William Lee, slayer.

72 TuHank You For MENTIONING STARTLING DerTEcTIVE ADVENTURES

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passed them. The
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tive car. Guns blazec
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and prepared for act
quickly from his car
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Bell's trigger finger ten
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sharply to the right a:
brink of the Hanging
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officers gasped at the

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from instant death i:
followed. Luckily for
car had sufficient imp
jagged rocks and sail :
before it began to dr
into the waters of the
below.

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the badly shaken yout
merged machine. T.
downstream, Bell saw
madly in the water.
by her dress and suffe
wound in the shoulder
rendered.

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the trio had been lodged
jail and an hour later
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with thirty-seven
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88 AMERICAN DETECTIVE

between Cumberland Gap and Knoxville.
After five days of futile mountain

manhunt by posses, the outlaws struck

again, A sedan with four male oe This photo of

cupants was driven into a filling Sheriff L. B. Hutchi-
station and restaurant operated by son of Union County,

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heads under cover, and in a few moments they
were speeding south out of town with a. six.
thousand dollar haul.

That wintry afternoon—of January 4, °1934-—
is memorable in the Cumberland Mountain area
as the beginning of a three year bloody reign
of terror.

Richey telephoned Sheriff R. F. Giles at Jones-
ville. The Sheriff called state troopers at the
Tennessee border town of Cumberland Gap and
later notified Knoxville. ‘Those who saw it
agreed that the desperadoes’ automobile was a
black Ford sedan. Half an hour later, Ricliey
told) Sheriff Giles:

“T never saw any of the bandits before. The
man who did all of the talking was about 25,
slim, 160 pounds and a’ six-footer. He had long,
straight, dark hair and the smallest, blackest eyes
I ever saw. One of the other fellows had flaming
red hair and was of slight build, about 23. The
third man was small, dark, about 25,”

Cumberland Gap reported the bandits had
driven through at a terrific rate of speed,
firing broadsides at officers, now in
pursuit.

“They'll probably head for
the mountains,” said the
Sheriff. “And if they
do, we’re in for a hard
campaign.’’ The
bandits did later
outdistance their
pursuers, disap-
pearing on a
mountain road

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In front of the
Knoxville County
jail, Sheriff Brewer
(with hands on
belt) and other
deputies surround
the bullet-ridden
car captured from
the gang.

Four days be:
fore his capture,
Pete Deon hod
morried Thulo
Hinds, below, us-
ing the nome of
“Tom Woods.”

CUMBERLAND'S BLOODY BUNCH 89

coldly intoned the leader, a black-eyed — forced Mitchell and Bullen behind the bar, hands in the air.
six-footer. “Take it easy or take some — ‘The cash drawer was looted of several hundred dollars. The

lead—” leader spoke again: .
A woman screamed—patrons started “Now you folks keep nice and quict until we get away,
to depart. or—!”
“Stay where you are!” thundered Bullen, behind the bar, suddenly lowered his hands and
the spokesman. “We mean busi- appeared as if to drop to the fioor, All four desperadoes
ness and we'll shoot!” opened fire at once. The place was catapulted into chaos.

Two of the invaders robbed pa Screams of women mingled with maddened cries of men.
trons while the leader and a All sought shelter beneath tables, in corners, through win-
red-haired dows. One of the mobsters’ bullets struck Bullen in the

aide © back.

Before the bewildered victims regained any degree of
composure, Bullen Jay dead behind the bar and the place
was a shambles. The murdering marauders were gone.

Sheriff I. N. Stykes, together with deputies and volunteer

possemen, was unable to pick up the bandits’ trail. If

any of the victims recognized the killers, they would

not say so.
ee gm The next day three armed men stepped from a sedan
" at the cafe-filling station of Mrs. Bailey Manning
near Tazewell. They rifled the till of $125, Shelby

Rose, Mrs. Manning’s brother entered from the

kitchen.

“You can't do that!” cried Rose, swinging a
chair.

“The hell we can’t!” shouted a red-haired
mobster as he struck down Rose from behind
with a pistol butt. As Mrs. Manning screamed
in terror, the three gunmen jerked Rose to his

hay feet, dragged him to their automobile and drove
sebetigs 10)

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Mrs, Frank Riley, Tennessce’s famous woman
sheriff, hastened from Tazewell. But again the
mad pillagers had vanished into the mountains.

The next day law-enforcement officers from
‘Tennessee, Virginia and Kentucky met in extraor-
dinary session in Knoxville. Just as the meet-
ing was getting under way, word came that Rose
had been hurled from the car by his kidnapers.
Rose’s description of the four desperadocs at-
tested to the fact that they were the same men
against whom was now chalked murder, robbery
and kidnaping.

Another messenger brought word that the
bullet which killed Bullen was fired from a .38
caliber gun.

Tom Kirby, Knox County Chief Deputy
Sheriff, was put in charge of the investigation.

Days grew into weeks. And then, on the after-
noon of February 11th, an automobile bearing
Sheriff R. W. Smith and deputies was driven
into a Newport filling station where two men
were arguing with the attendant. Inside a black
Ford sedan were two women.

“What’s this all about?” demanded Sheriff
Smith.

“They won’t pay me my price for gas
and oil,” replied the attendant.
“Yeah,” said the Sheriff, reaching

a hand into the side pocket of the

car. “Well, now, ain’t that some-

thing? And ain’t this something
else again?” Sheriff Smith
had taken a pistol from the
car. It was a_.38 caliber

Special Colt!

“And look at these, boys,”
said the Sheriff, pointing to

The gang blasted their way out
of the Tennessee State Peniten-
tiary at Nashville, kidnaping and
stabbing Deputy Warden Edward
Connors, extreme left.

Policeman “Slim Carr of Knox-
ville, left, who was wounded while
chasing a carload of the outlaws.


two small holes in the car’s Jesse "Babe"
door. ‘Bullet holes!” Simpson, one

The men and women re- of the orig-
fused to talk and-were driven inal Bunch
to the Cocke County Jail in gang.
Newport. Noiified of the arrests,
Kirby told) Sheriff Smith, “There
may not be any tieup, but you'll hear from
me soon.”

Minutes later Kirby stopped his car and entered
a roadhouse two miles west of Newport. Tle drew
his service pistol and confronted a man at the bar.

“All right, Clarence,” ordered Kirby, ‘put those
hands high!”

“Don't be funny, Tom,” laughed the man.
“What’s the gag?” :

“It’s no gag, Bunch,” said Kirby. “You're
coming for a little talk. Got a car?”

“No, some friends dropped me here. They're
coming back.”

“That’s what you think, Come on!”

Bunch shrugged and assented,

At Newport, Bunch was locked up and Kirby
explained to Sheriff Smith, “Those men and women
are just bad boys and girls. The men are married—-
and so are the women—but not to each other. They agreed
to fill up the gas tank if Bunch would lend them the car
for a joyride. But Bunch has me stopped. He’s got one
of the biggest families in’ Tennessee. They named their
settlement ‘Bunchtown.’ Bunch matches up with the gang’s
‘ringleader. And there’s the .38 gun.”

Cashier Richey of the Ewing bank positively identified
Buneh as the ringleader in the holdup. Depositors Richmond
and McConnell confirmed this identification. Mitchell, who
witnessed the murder of Bullen, admitted he was “not
positive.”

A warrant was issued charging Bunch with participation
in the Ewing bank robbery and it was decided to hold the
Bullen murder charge in abeyance pending arrest of other
mobsters.

Bunch languished in the Newport jail where, on the
morning of May 15th, he was going about the daily pro-
scribed task of mopping his cell. Finishing, Bunch called to
Jailer O. J. Melton:

“Come get the mop and bucket, O. J.”

As Melton swung open the heavy iron door of Bunch’s
cell, the jailer’s face froze in amazement! For, instead of
proffering the expected mop and bucket, Bunch thrust a
revolver into the turnkey’s face and hissed:

“Stand back or you’re a dead man—Il’m getting out of

90

here
and I’m taking
some of the boys with
me—throw your keys on the floor
and be damned quick about it!”

Melton was in a tough spot. Sheriff Smith was
attending a convention in) Chattanooga, and other
jail attaches were elsewhere, Melton made a grab
for the gun as Bunch opened fire, one of several shots
striking him in his right arm, another in his left leg.
Melton fell moaning. Bunch seized the jailer’s keys and
unlocked one cell after another. ‘There were muffled shouts
from the prisoners as the cell doors swung back and invited
the erstwhile caged men to freedom, Only two prisoners,
however, joined Buneh, They were Gus MeCoig, 23, im
prisoned on a forgery charge, and John Campbell, 28, on a
charge of robbery.

As Melton strove desperately to rise, he was pushed back
onto the floor of Buneh'’s cell, Buneh locked the cell door
and called:

“All right, boys, let’s go fast—”

McCoig and Campbell followed Bunch as he ran to the
ecllhouse door and unlocked it. Bunch peered into a small
hall, off which was the street door. All was quiet. The trio
walked into free air and sunshine.

Blocks away, a youth sat in a parked black Ford sedan.

“All right, buddy,” ordered Bunch, pulling the gun from
his belt. “Get the hell out and start running !”

The youth, Bill Mays, student, obeved with alacrity, not
stopping until he reached the jail where he encountered Fred
Mahon, assistant jailer. Quickly, Mays explained the situ-
ation. Now shouts of the loyal prisoners were heard. Dupli-
cate keys were obtained and Melton was rushed to a hospital,
while a general alarm was broadeast.

Mays declared that there was only about one gallon of
gasoline in his car. Armed with this knowledge, members

of the
Newport
force, depu
citizens pay
cars came
mobile, out ©
way. “The pr
woods and
groups start:
Upon his
Bunch’'s cell
belief that it
the jail fron
Brewer went
lost the trail
On a pos
ominous me
buryin’ cloth
try to ‘cote!
At noon
out of the T
bandits were
With all
director, at
walked from
Smith. Twi
outside, Or:
a pistol. Th
the banker’;
“Helly ah
forget it.”
Still firin,
waiting aut
the mountas
On July

The prosecution
failed to establisha
motive, failed to
show that Mays
was ever at the
scene, failed to

prove that his gun
had been fired.

Fowler, one of the city’s best known
public figures. Fowler had run for
governor in 1898 and had served as a
top official in the U.S. Department of
Justice under Presidents Roosevelt and
Taft from 1908 to 1913.

Clearly, Maurice Mays was not
without able counsel. It was rumored
at the time that the national NAACP
was paying for his defense, but the
temper of the segregationist times
suggests otherwise. Another specula-
tion now seems more plausible: that
the white defense attorneys acted out
of friendship for — or perhaps with
payment from — Mayor John E.
McMillan, a banker. (The story that
Maurice Mays might be McMillan’s son
was never mentioned at the trial or in
press coverage of it, although allusions
to their relationship had been printed
in the local papers some years earlier.
On the afternoon before the Lindsey
murder, Mays and his stepfather,
William Mays, had been campaigning
for the mayor’s re-election. A week
later, when Maurice was in jail,
McMillan was soundly defeated at the
polls.)

During the first two days of testi-
mony 15 witnesses were called,
including the husband of Bertie
Lindsey, the doctor who examined her
body, and several police officers
involved in the investigation. But the

60 JULY/AUGUST 1983

most attention by far was paid to two
people: Ora Smyth, the eyewitness,
and Andy White, the arresting officer.

Under questioning by Attorney
General Mynatt, Ora Smyth said that
when she was awakened by her cous-
in’s voice, she saw a Negro man
standing beside the bed. He had a gun
in one hand and a flashlight in the
other. The man threatened her, she
said, and told her to lie still, and she
never moved. In the reflected light of
his flashlight, she said, “I saw him in
the face ... I could see his face plain.”
Further, the young woman said, “He
laid his hands on me .. . on my private
parts.” Bertie kept getting up, she tes-
tified, and the man kept making her lie
down again; then she took a step
toward the door, and when she turned
to look back, he shot her.

Again, Mynatt asked Ora Smyth if
she had seen the man’s face clearly.
She replied that she had, several times,
as he changed the flashlight from one
hand to the other. And was that man
now in the courtroom? Yes, she
answered firmly, pointing to Maurice
Mays at the defense table. “Could you
be mistaken?’ Mynatt asked. “I could
not,” Ora Smyth responded.

After the shot, she said, the man
came back and put his hands on her
again, and she told him to “spare my
life, but take my money.” She di-
rected him to the dresser, where he
took some loose money and Bertie
Lindsey’s pocketbook. Then, she said,
the man left the room and went out
the back door. She then ran to the
front door, she testified, and there she
heard the man fall and get up in the
dark yard, and in a moment she saw
him run past and cross the street in
front of the house.

An hour or so later, when the
police brought a man to the corner of
Eighth Avenue and Gillespie Street
and asked Ora Smyth to come and
look at him, she testified that she
twice identified Maurice Mays as the
killer. “By his form, by his face and by
his voice, and his clothing,” she said,
she was positive of her identification.

In his cross-examination, defense
attorney Reuben Cates concentrated
on whether or not a flashlight in the
hand of the intruder could have given
Ora Smyth a clear view of the person’s
face. He asked no probing questions
about the appearance or actions of the
intruder, or about her identification of
him under the street light. The ques-
tioning was quickly over, and Ora

Smyth was never called back to the
stand.

When Andy White testified, he
claimed that his suspicion of Maurice
Mays was prompted by his questioning
of Smyth and her description of the
assailant. He said he had then asked
permission of Captain Joseph Wilson
to go in search of Mays. In a patrol
wagon driven by a black policeman
named James Smith, White and two
other officers went first to the home
of William Mays and then to the
Humes Street address of his stepson.
It took several minutes of loud knock-
ing and shouted calls, White said, to
induce Mays to let them in.

White first asked for his fgstol, and
Mays’ said it was in the dresser. “‘I
smelt a faint smoked powder on it,”
he testified, adding that he kept the
fully loaded gun. White also claimed
that Mays’s shoes had fresh mud on
the soles. He said that the officers
then told Mays to get dressed so they
could take him to “‘let some people
see him.”

When they arrived at the corner of
Eighth and Gillespie, White said, he
and another officer walked to the
Lindsey house to get Ora Smyth.
Then, according to White, the young
woman twice stated that Mays was the
killer.

During the officer’s testimony,
several disputes arose between the
opposing attorneys — over whether or
not White had coached Smyth before
she saw Mays, over whether or not
Mays had denied her accusation, and
finally over Mays’s alleged possession
of photographs of white women.
With the jury out of the courtroom,
prosecutor Heiskell told the court he
wanted to ask about such pictures.
Mays, he said, “‘is a negro, considered
to be such. His association naturally
would be with negroes, and if he got
to running after white women that
would be something unusual, at least
in this part of the United States. That
would indicate ...a state of mind in
which the defendant was, that he was
running after white women.” Judge
Nelson ruled that such evidence was
inadmissible because it would “unduly
prejudice the jury against the defen-
dant and it would not throw any light
upon the homicide at all.”

Cates, in his cross-examination,
drew from White some seemingly im-
portant admissions — that he had
looked for but failed to find a flash-
light in Mays’s house; that he had not,

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in fact, kept Mays’s gun, but had
returned it to the drawer; and that he
had accused Mays of having a second
pistol, the implication being that the
first one appeared not to be the mur-
der weapon. Cates also suggested that
White had long held ‘‘unkind feelings”
toward Mays, which White denied.

In fact, another officer did take
Mays’s gun to the station, but it was
never positively identified as the mur-
der weapon. The bullet extracted from
Bertie Lindsey’s body was never
matched to that or any other gun, and
no spent shell was ever found. No
reports on fingerprints or ballistics or
an autopsy were presented in evidence.

Lindsey’s pocketbook was found in
her yard, but it was not linked in any
way to Mays, and no flashlight ever
turned up. White and other police
officers testified that Mays’s trousers
were damp — presumably from run-
ning through wet weeds — and that his
shoes matched prints found in the
mud at the Lindsey home, but the
testimony was directly contradicted
and shown to be highly circumstantial,
even speculative. In the case of the
shoe print, the prosecution contended
that a badly worn left heel print
matched Mays’s shoe, but the defense
introduced his only pair of shoes in
evidence to show that the heels were
barely worn at all.

As the trial entered its third day,
Cates called White back to the stand
for more cross-examination and at-
tempted to show that he had nursed a
long-standing grudge against Mays and
was attempting to frame him for the
Lindsey murder. White had focused his
suspicion on Mays even before his
investigation, Cates suggested. Anger
rose on all sides, and the judge also
seemed to be disturbed, but Cates
persisted: *‘Before you ever had a
description, didn’t you... state that
Maurice Mays had committed the
crime?” White categorically denied
having made such a statement to
anyone at any time.

Shortly after that exchange, the
state rested its case. It had failed to
establish a motive linking Mays to the
crime, failed to show that he was
ever at the scene, failed to prove that
his gun had been fired or even that it
was of the same caliber as the murder
bullet. There had been much discus-
sion of muddy footprints and damp
trousers and the faint smell of powder
in his gun barrel, but the state’s case
held nothing of substance — nothing

except the word of Ora
Smyth that she saw

JOIN E. McMILLAN, MAYOR OF KNOXVILLE, AND
RUMORED TO BE MAYS’S FATHER

Mays fire the shot.

The first defense wit-
ness was Mays himself.
In a soft-spoken but
confident manner, he
described his activities
on the day of the crime
—an afternoon of cam-
paigning with his step-
father on behalf of
Mayor McMillan, an
evening of casual so-
cializing among black
friends. Between 12:30
and | a.m., he said, he
went home, undressed,
read the paper, and
went to sleep. At three
o’clock, he was awak-
ened by loud voices and
knocking. He said he
went to the door and
found three policemen.
They came in, searched
his room, looked at his
gun, asked him some
questions, told him
nothing; then, he said,
they ordered him to

dress and follow them.
His stepfather had
arrived in the meantime and was
allowed to ride with Mays in the patrol
wagon. At a street corner in north
Knoxville, Mays said, he waited under
the watchful eyes of the other police-
men while Andy White went alone to a
house up the street. “Someone has
been shot by a colored man,” one of
the policemen finally explained to
him. When White returned with Ora
Smyth, Mays said, she accused him of
the crime. Then he said to the court:
“TI told her she was mistaken. I said,
‘Mr. White, please bring the lady back
and let her look at me better than
that,’ and I said, ‘Certainly | am not
the man,’ but she didn’t come back.”
Under questioning by Reuben Cates,
Mays testified that he had known
Andy White for three or four years,
that White had been unkind to him,
had cursed him several times, had
called him a “little black son of a
bitch” and a “‘little yellow negro.”
White hadn’t spoken to him in four or
five months, Mays said, and he quoted
Jim Smith, the black driver of the
police wagon, as saying that White
“thinks you would do anything.”
It was then S.G. Heiskell’s turn to
cross-examine Mays. Against repeated

objections from the defense, some of
which were overruled by Judge Nel-
son, the prosecutor established that
Mays had three indictments pending
against him, that one of them was for
carrying a pistol, and that the pistol in
question had been taken from him by
the police. He also got into the record
a hint that Mays had once shot and
killed a man, and an assertion that he
sometimes followed white girls.

Heiskell pressed hard with ques-
tions about Mays’s whereabouts at the
time of the crime, the condition of his
pants and shoes when he was arrested,
and his confrontation with Ora Smyth
under the street light. He also sug-
gested — and Mays denied — that he
once had interfered with Andy White’s
attempt to arrest some men who were
gambling in a cafe run by Mays.

The prosecution objected to three
witnesses called by Cates. Judge Nel-
son sent the jury out while he heard
the three, all white women, say that
they had been assaulted in their homes
by black intruders after Mays was in
jail. One of the women said her assail-
ant threatened to “shoot me like he
did Bertie Lindsey.” The judge ex-
cluded testimony from all three. The

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responsibility for the fate of Maurice
Mays.

As soon as the state supreme court
upheld Mays’s conviction, Taylor was
swamped with letters, phone calls, tele-
grams, and petitions on the highly emo-
tional and controversial case. Some
urged him to permit no delay in the
execution; others, with equal fervor,
pleaded for reconsideration and re-
prieve. Taylor responded by appointing
three prominent Tennesseans as a com-
mission of “‘disinterested’’ counselors
to study the case and recommend a
course of action to him. He also granted
a 90-day postponement of the execu-
tion — to March 15, 1922 — to allow
petitioners for Mays to examine pur-
ported new evidence in the case.

Sentiment in Knox County was re-
ported to be “about equally divided”’
between those who were convinced of
Mays’s guilt and those who believed he
was innocent. The three-man commis-
sion concluded that he had committed
the crime but suggested that he might
have been insane at the time. Governor
Taylor, saying that he had read the
entire case record and listened care-
fully to all sides, announced that he
would render final judgment before
the scheduled execution date. He
would, he said, be guided “‘by a sense
of justice and conscience.”

The weeks slipped by. Mays, ill and
on crutches in the late winter of 1922,
saw his hopes fading. Finally, on
March 14, the governor ended a long
silence. He had seen no new evidence
to indicate that the court had erred, he
said; therefore, he would not interfere
with the verdict. Maurice Mays would
die at sunrise.

The Nashville Tennessean reported
that the decision caused the governor
to be ‘besieged with visitors pleading
for the life of the man convicted of
one of the most brutal crimes in the
annals of the state.’ One such peti-
tioner was James A. Fowler, then a
special assistant to the U.S. attorney
general in Washington and formerly
one of Mays’s defense lawyers; others
included prominent black Tennesseans
who, the newspapers reported, had
raised ‘‘a fund of $10,000 or more” to
provide Mays with “capable counsel in
his legal battle.”

But these pleas were made to no
avail. The governor issued one last
statement concluding that “‘the re-
sponsibility for the fate of Maurice
Mays rests with the courts and juries
of Tennessee, and not upon me.” Two

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criminal court judges,
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ALBERT I. ROBERTS, GOVERNOR OF TENNESSEE
FROM 1918 TO 1920

highest court, an inde-
pendent commission,
and two governors had
redered their collective
verdict: Maurice Mays
was guilty as charged.

“The only statement
I have to make,” said
defense attorney James
Fowler when all hope
was gone, “‘is that they
are electrocuting an in-
nocent negro.”

THE EXECUTION

William Mays went
to the death house in
the state penitentiary
to be with his stepson
for the last time, and
he was a tearful wit- -
ness to the condemned
man’s baptism by two
black Methodist minis-
ters. With tears in his
own eyes, Maurice Mays
assured his stepfather
once again of his inno-
cence.

As the night wore
on, Mays twice asked to be taken on
to the chair. He had made his last
appeals; he was resigned to the inevi-
tability of his death. “I am to die to
satisfy a few Republican politicians,”
he said. “The governor hasn’t man
enough in him. You might as well talk
to a rock. Some Republicans told him
he’d lose 20,000 votes if he helped me?”

In his final statement, Governor
Taylor had said that the case “‘turned
upon the testimony of Ora Smyth,”
and that the defense had been unable
to discredit her. ‘“Therefore,” he said,
“she stands in the case unimpeached
and unimpeachable.” The defense
attorneys had, in fact, passed up num-
erous opportunities to challenge the

‘ truthfulness of Ora Smyth.

Maurice Mays understood clearly
that the young woman’s testimony
would determine in the end whether
he would live or dic. He had written
an open letter to Ora Smyth Parsons,
begging her to admit she was wrong.
“My life,” he wrote, “is to be taken
from me solely upon your word alone.
God knows and I know that I am
entirely innocent... . After I am dead.
it will then be too late, but God will
teach, and may make your life miser-

able. He will bury it in your heart as
long as you live that I died innocent
upon your word alone.” No response
ever came.

In the early morning hours of
March 15, people waiting in the death
house with Maurice Mays said they
heard him “pray to his Maker to
cleanse the sinful hearts of men who
have dipped their fingers in my inno-
cent blood.” Then, one newspaper
reported, “It was almost uncanny, the
way Mays fixed a smile on his face,
walked to the chair from the death
cell, and, upon sitting in the chair
exclaimed, ‘I am as innocent as the sun
that shines.’”

At 12 minutes past six, the first
electric shock was sent surging through

his body. It continued for four min-
utes. When the current was turned off,

the attending physician quickly deter-
mined that Maurice Mays was dead.

William Mays took his stepson’s
body back to Knoxville for burial. An
estimated 2,000 of the city’s 12,000
black citizens filed past the open cas-
ket at the Wheeler Funeral Home on
Vine Avenue.

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On the night of his
execution, Mays
said, “Tam to die to
satisfy afew
Republican
politicians. Some
Republicans told
the governor he d

lose 20,000 votes if
he helped me.”

defense called 20 more witnesses to
support Mays’s claim of innocence.
Among them was a 29-year-old black
lawyer, George McDade, Jr., who said
that he knew both Mays and White
and that he had heard White call Mays
a “‘little yellow son of a bitch” who
was shielding thieves and ought to be
put in jail. Another witness was Dave
Saunders, a white police officer and
former deputy sheriff, who said he
examined Mays’s pistol at the police
station and detected no smoke or
powder smell. Saunders also testified
that he and his wife had conducted an
experiment with a flashlight in a dark
room and found that the holder of the
light could not be seen. (Earlier, a
police witness had claimed a similar
experiment produced the opposite
result.)

Perhaps the most effective witness
in Mays’s defense was James Smith,
the black driver of the police patrol
wagon and an employee of the depart-
ment for 12 years. On the way to the
Lindsey house to investigate the crime,
he said, Andy White had “guessed
Maurice Mays was the man who killed
the woman.” White hated Mays,
Smith testified; he cursed him often,
called him a “‘yellow bastard” and a

62 JULY/AUGUST 1983

“dirty nigger,” and vowed to “catch
him with his britches down and put
him in the penitentiary.”

Under cross-examination by Mynatt,
Smith denied that he had a personal
dislike for White. He claimed that
others had also heard White curse
Mays, but he declined to name them.

Some brief and inconsequential
rebuttal testimony followed. Then the
questioning was over, closing argu-
ments were heard, and finally, late in
the afternoon of Saturday, October 4,
Judge Nelson gave his charge to the
jury. The participants and spectators
then settled back to wait for a verdict.

It was a short wait. In less than 20
minutes, the jury was back. They had
found Maurice Mays guilty of murder
in the first degree. The judge had
already indicated that the penalty for
such a finding was death.

The defendant, in the words of one
newspaper, “‘maintained the most
perfect appearance of calm.” He was
quoted as saying to those who had
helped him in the trial: “I want to
thank you all for what you have done
for me, but I don’t want you to get it
into your head that I am guilty of the
crime... .I want to proclaim standing
here that I did not commit the crime.
It is simply a case of prejudice.”

Two weeks later, the defense
moved for a new trial on five grounds:
that racial passion and excitement in
the community had prevented a fair
trial, that defense testimony concern-
ing three similar assaults had not been
permitted, that the judge had incor-
rectly charged the jury, that the
sentence had been incorrectly fixed,
and that late testimony contradicting
Ora Smyth’s sworn statements had not
been allowed.

In denying the motion, Judge Nel-
son asserted that Maurice Mays “had
an absolutely fair trial. He was ably
defended. He was given the benefit of
every single doubt. The jury having
heard all the evidence returned a ver-
dict of guilty of murder in the first
degree, and returned it in only a few
minutes. And that verdict meets with
the hearty approval of the court. | am
convinced beyond a peradventure of a
doubt that he is the man who com-
mitted the awful atrocious crime.” He
directed that Mays be taken to the
state penitentiary in Nashville, and
there electrocuted on November 28,
i9Iy,

In separate statements made that
same week, Judge Nelson and Attor-

ney General Mynatt deplored the
action of another jury which in the
meantime had freed all of the white
men charged in the August 30 riot.
But in the case of Maurice Mays, both
men appeared satisfied that justice had
been done, swiftly and surely.

THE WAIT

The state took just 35 days after
Bertie Lindsey’s murder to arrest and
convict the only suspect and prescribe
his punishment — but two anda half @®
years would elapse before it admini-
stered that punishment to Maurice
Mays. Through appeal, reversal, retrial,
and reconviction, renewed appeal,
and final verdict, Mays remained
imprisoned but ever hopeful — even
confident — that his innocence would
finally be declared. Three times he was
taken from the Knox County jail to
the penitentiary in Nashville to await
execution, only to be returned to
Knoxville for more waiting.

The Tennessee Supreme Court’s
consideration of the first conviction
postponed Mays’s November, 1919,
execution date, and in January, 1920,
the court reversed the conviction on a
technicality in the fixing of the death
sentence. More than a year later, on
April 18, 1921, another criminal
court jury was chosen to retry the
case in the court of Judge Xen Hicks.
The same two teams of attorneys
returned to battle and called most of
the same witnesses. Once again, Ora
Smyth (the eyewitness, since married
to a store clerk named Ray Parsons)
firmly asserted that Maurice Mays
was the man she saw shoot Bertie
Lindsey — and just as stoutly, Mays
repeated his declaration of innocence.

But the outcome was the same. On
April 23, the jury found the defendant
guilty of first degree murder and sen-
tenced him to die in the electric chair.
Six months later, the Tennessee Su-
preme Court affirmed the verdict,
finding no trial errors and no technical
flaws to warrant another reversal. The
execution was scheduled for December
15, 1921.

In the meantime, Tennessee had
elected a new governor — Alfred A.
“Uncle Alf” Taylor, a 72-year-old
Republican from east Tennessee. A
former member of Congress, he had
earlier waged and lost a campaign for
governor against his brother, Democrat
Robert Love Taylor. With his election
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"and reached for the phone.

Yes, the informant replied. Nelson
claimed Boyd stole his pecans. Addi-
tional questioning brought out that at
no time had Boyd made any improper
advances to Nelson’s wife. ac

Williamson learned also that Lester
had been at Nelson’s house on the
evening of the murder. Nelson had:
shown him a .38 caliber pistol and said
he’d bought it because he’d heard
Frank Boyd had sworn out a warrant
for him and Lester. Lester told Nel-
son he’d better get ready for a fist

fight with Frank Boyd’but Nelson had |

grabbed up the gun and started for

the door. “T’ll take care of Boyd right

now,” he said. Lester asked him what
he aimed to do, and Nelson said he
was on his way to kill Boyd. Lester
pleaded with him to change his mind,
but Nelson rushed out with the gun.

Armed with these and other state-
ments, Williamson again faced Nelson
in his cell. Confronted with the array

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of patrolmen had returned. Their
search had netted nothing. Careful
investigation had revealed that San-
ford Barber had been in no quarrels
nor had he made any known enemies.

Discouraged, McGhee and Hill were
debating their next move when the
door burst open and a patrolman en-
tered with the first encouraging infor-
mation in the day-old manhunt.

A privately owned garage had just
been found on which the windows had
recently been painted black. The door
Moreover
some neighborhood youngsters, cur-

“Gous about the painted windows, had

tried to see in and had overheard two

_men talking about painting a car.

“Who owns the garage?” McGhee
interrputed. re ;

“Stud Smith,” was the reply.

“Did you learn anything else?” |

Smith, he was informed, had come
out of the garage while the two young-
sters were peering in the windows and
ordered them to leave. They had
obeyed but one of them had glanced
back over his shoulder and seen a sec-
ond, younger man join Smith and pad-
lock the garage. The youngster had
not recognized this second youth.

McGhee swung around to his desk
He called
a state patrol inspector and informed
him of the new lead. The man replied
that he would join the chief at the gar-
age on Third Avenue immediately.

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of evidence against him, Nelson agreed
to talk. He calmly admitted the
crime.

When he called Boyd outside that
night, he said, Boyd had reached down
in his pocket as though he was reach-
ing for a gun. “Don’t come any. clos-
er,” Nelson warned. But Boyd kept
right on coming. So Nelson shot him,
then got Lester to row him across the
river. ., *

Obviously, Williamson realized, the

slayer was attempting. to lay the ©

groundwork for a plea of self defense.
When the sheriff pointed out that the
victim had been unarmed when found,
Nelson remained mute.
Further investigation disclosed that
Lester and Shaw, because of their
friendship for Nelson, had allowed
themselves to become involved in the
escape. But Nelson completely ex-
onerated them of guilt and both Lester
and Shaw were released from custody

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But when the police converged on
the spot, they found the garage still
padlocked. Nor could they see inside
because of the black paint. Following
a brief conference between McGhee,
Hill and the inspector, McGhee de-
cided against making a forcible entry.
Instead, he detailed Hill to watch the
place from a near-by vantage point.

After ascertaining that young Smith
was not at home, the officers sped back
to headquarters, where McGhee issued
a pick-up ‘order on Ollie (Stud)

: Smith.

That night Patrolman Omar Sharp
relieved Hill near the padlocked gar-
age and Hill joined the hunt for the
elusive Stud Smith. At 10 o’clock
that night, the lieutenant found Smith
in a bowling alley. A youthful com-
panion fled at Hill’s approach.

At headquarters Smith was ques-
tioned by Chief McGhee, Hill and
Solicitor General Charlie Mooney. He
offered an alibi for Friday night but
this was quickly exploded.

When confronted with the fact that
he had painted his garage windows

“that very day, had padlocked the gar-

age and could not account for his
movements between 10:30 and mid-
night Friday night, Smith’s face paled
and his thin lips tightened perceptibly.
“By the way, where is the key to
‘that garage, Stud?” McGhee asked.
Smith’s face was an expressionless
mask. “I’ve got no key.”
“Where is it?” McGhee persisted.

and absolved of any complicity in the
crime.

In a determined effort to locate the
murder weapon, Williamson obtained
a search warrant and sped to the Nel-
son home at Chic. As he had antici-
pated, he found the .38 caliber pistol
where it had been carefully concealed

. in a phonograph record box.

On Feb. 14, 1940 — approximately
two months after the commission of
the crime—Nelson’s trial got under _
way in Circuit Court at Dyersburg. —
On Feb. 24, the accused heard himself
sentenced to pay the supreme penalty
for his heinous crime. On Sept. 4,
1940, Nelson was electrocuted at the
state penitentiary at Nashville.

The names Lew Shaw and Britt
Lester as used in this story, are ficti-
tious, to protect the identity of persons
innocently involved in a murder in- .
vestigation. = :

LE ase ars

Smith hesitated.
it,” he said at last. ;

As a shot in the dark, McGhee
lashed out: “Who shot Sanford Bar-
ber first, you or Stevens?”

The suspect slumped in his chair.
“I did,” he faltered.

He named Jack Stevens, also of
Lanett, as his accomplice in the mur-
der of Sanford Barber.

Chief McGhee and Patrolman Ray
Phillips immediately arrested Stevens
at his home and took him to head-
quarters.

According to their joint statements,
the crime was planned in advance.
Smith’had called Sanford Barber sev-

“Jack Stevens has

_ eral times before finally talking to him

on the fatal night. He requested Bar-
ber to pick him up in front of the soft-
ball park. He then told Barber to ,
proceed to Coffee Street and pick up
Jack Stevens.

Since both youths were well known
to Barber, he displayed no hesitation
about complying with Smith’s re-
quests.

The confessions further stated that
they instructed Barber to drive out the
old LaFayette Road to Providence
Baptist Church, about six miles west
of Lanett. Arriving at the church,
Smith ordered Barber to drive around
behind it and cut off his lights. Bake

At this point, according to the con-
fessions, Smith drew a pistol and shot
the unsuspecting cabbie in the back of

_ the head. Barber slumped over against,

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‘This skiff, top foreground, figured in an elaborate alibi that

threatened to invo

their search was futile. At 10 o’clock
that night, tired and discouraged, the
entire group met at the landing point
to compare notes.

“It looks as though our killer has
crossed the river,” Williamson said.
“Either that, or he’s hiding out some-
where in Chic.” He paused a mo-
ment, turned toward the men who had
been left at the landing. “You two

‘men stay on guard here,” he request-

ed. “The rest of you can go home.”

When the possemen had disappeared
in the darkness, the sheriff turned to
his deputies and said, “In my opinion,
we'll never crack this case until we’ve
established a motive. Let’s call on
Britt Lester. It seems strange he
didn’t show up to join the posse.”

“Right,” agreed Essary as the trio
swung into the winding road... “I
stopped there earlier but there was
no light in the house.”

The Lester home was still dark and
silent when they arrived. Loud and
persistent knocking on the front door
brought no response. Essary tried
both doors and found.them locked.

“Britt may have gone visiting,” the
deputy said. “We'll have to come back
in the morning.”

The luminous hands on the dial of
Williamson’s wristwatch pointed to
2:15 when the three officers parked
their car and strode toward the land-
ing point. Running footsteps sound-
ed, then a man’s excited voice called:
“That you, Sheriff?”

30

ve innocent victims until Sheriff Clarence -

above, succeeded in unsnarling the strange puzzle.

Williamson assured the man of his
identity and the man came up to him.
He was one of the two guards left on
duty at the point. :

“There was only one skiff at the
landing point last night,” the guard
said. “Now there’s two of them.”

“Our killer may have returned to
Tennessee!” Williamson. | said.
“Weren’t you on guard when the skiff
landed?”

The man confirmed that both he and
his partner had been watching but the
skiff had landed so silently that the
first indication they had had was the
sound of somebody running up the
levee. They had tried to follow the
runner but had lost him in the dark-
ness.

ILLIAMSON and the other offi-
» cers raced down the levee, where
they found the other guard examining

. the skiff.

“Know who owns it?” Williamson
asked.

The guard nodded.
he replied briefly.

“Let’s go,” snapped Williamson.
They returned to the car and drove
immediately to the Lester shack. Les-
ter, attired only in shoes and trousers,
admitted the officers and led the way”
to the kitchen, where he explained he >
was just preparing himself an early
breakfast. :

“Lost some sleep last night, didn’t
you?” Williamson said. “And your

“Britt Lester,”

shoes—there’s fresh mud on them.
River mud. Just left the Mississippi,

‘ didn’t you?”

Lester involuntarily shifted his feet
beneath the table but admitted the
officer was right. :

“Frank Boyd was murdered last
night,” Morris cut in. “Shot down in
cold blood. Do you know anything
about it?” -

The farmer blanched at these words,
but he denied any guilty knowledge
of the murder. He claimed, in fact,
that he had not even heard about it
until then. ,

“You quarreled with Boyd a few
days ago,’ Morris continued. “You
don’t deny that, do you?”

Lester admitted that he had argued
with Boyd over the ownership of some
pecan trees but insisted the dispute
had amounted to nothing.

“Where were you at six o'clock last
night?”

The suspect explained that he had
been rowing Clay Nelson across the
river. Nelson wanted to visit some
relatives in Missouri and he hired
Lester to take him across. They had
left about 4 o'clock because they
wanted to get there before dark.

“Can you prove that?”

The suspect brightened. He could.
Lew Shaw, a neighboring farmer, had.
gone along for the ride. He would
verify the story.

“Okay, Lester, that will be all for
now.” Sheriff Williamsen-turned to-

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ward the door. “But don’t make any
attempt to Jeave the county until
we’ve checked your alibi.”

Next the three officers drove to the
Clay Nelson place. His wife answered
the door and said that Nelson had left
for Tyler, Mo., about 4 o’clock on the
previous afternoon.

When further questioning failed to
develop any new lead, the persistent
officers drove to the Shaw place and
found Lew in’ bed. Awakened, he
corroborated Lester’s alibi to the last
detail. :

Daylight found the weary officers
back at the Boyd home, where the
crowd of interested onlookers had
swelled to immense proportions.

Morris and Essary circulated unob-
trusively among the neighbors listen-
ing to the bits of gossip. Before long
Morris entered the house and called
the sheriff aside.

“I just got a good lead,” Morris con-
fided. “Abe Greer hired Boyd to help
him survey the line.of a pecan grove
he rented recently. While Greer and
Boyd were working there last
Wednesday, Lew Shaw came along,
got into an argument with Boyd and
threatened to kill him.”

LLIAMSON was‘alive with in-
terest. “What was the argument
about?” he asked eagerly...
The informant hadn’t known. Boyd
had listened in silence a few minutes
to Shaw’s tirade, then had turned
away and gone home.

This was worth further investiga-
tion. The three officers drove back to
the Shaw home where the suspect met
them in the yard, apparently unper-
turbed at their visit. But when Mor-
ris taxed him with making threats
against ‘Boyd’s life, Shaw turned
white. He admitted that he had
threatened Boyd, but denied he had
had the opportunity to commit the
crime or that he had ever intended to
do the man any actual harm. When
intensive questioning failed to shake

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the man’s story, the officers departed.

‘If either Lester, or Shaw killed
Frank Boyd, they ‘arranged for an
alibi- in advance,” Williamson said
musingly. “I still believe we'll locate
our killer only after we’ve unearthed
his motive.”

-“We might start by probing into
Boyd’s background,” suggested Mor-
ris. He turned to face Essary. “I un-
derstand that Boyd’s wife died about
ten years ago. He was fifty-four years
old but still a fine looking man and
active. What about his habits? Was
he the type to become romantically

involved with some other man’s wife

or sweetheart?”

Essary pondered the question. “TI
suppose it’s possible,” he said at last.
“But if Frank ever pursued any wom-
an, I never heard of it.” ;

“Just the same, it’s worth checking,”
was Morris’ reply.

The trio inaugurated a house-to-
house canvass of the scattered homes
in the cotton-growing delta commu-
nity. For hours they labored but
their efforts went unrewarded. Neigh-
bor after neighbor attested to Frank
Boyd’s fine character, until they came
to Mrs. Britt Lester. She indicated
that Boyd had been running after a
woman but refused to give the wom-
an’s name.

Perplexed, the three officers left the
house. As they headed the car down
the winding road, Williamson said
thoughtfully: . “Mrs. Lester’s story
that Boyd was chasing some woman
doesn’t jibe with what the others have
testified. All the neighbors insist that
Boyd was the soul of respectability. I
suggest we question everybody again.

_ Then, if no one verifies Mrs. Lester’s

story, it may indicate that she herself
was the woman Boyd was pursuing.
Maybe Britt Lester killed Boyd and
established an elaborate alibi in an
effort to throw us off the track.”

The re-questioning of the scattered
residents of Chic began in earnest. To

bolster the theory of the canny sheriff

rested.”

came statement after statement to the
effect that Frank Boyd had been an
honest, upright man whose sole inter-
est in life had been his home and
daughters. The evidence now pointed
tow@rd Britt Lester. Weighed against
this evidence, however, was the state-
ment of. Lew Shaw. Obviously, if
Lester had been rowing Clay Nelson
across the river when the fatal shots
were fired, he was completely inno-
cent. :

“There’s something wrong with the
picture,” Morris said. .

‘““You’re right,” -agreed Williamson.
“Let's go back to the Boyd home.” -
There they picked up one piece of in-
formation that had been previously
overlooked. Boyd apparently had
known his slayer for, as he started out
of the door the night of-his murder he
had said: “I'll have that fellow ar-

va knowledge opened a further

avenue of speculation. Lew Shaw
had declined to explain why he had
threatened to kill Frank Boyd. Why?
Was he the man whom Boyd had con-
templated having arrested? If so, had
Shaw murdered the white-haired ten-
ant farmer after first arranging with
Lester to provide him with an alibi?

“We'll question Shaw again,” Wil-
liamson decided as they left the house
and headed for the car. “I think I

know how to make him talk.” aps
Back at the Shaw home, Williamson
promptly informed the suspect that he
was under arrest. “You threatened to
kill Boyd,” Williamson pointed out.
(Continued on page 60)

ENTANGLED

- Becoming entangled in a web of his own

lies, this slayer admitted the truth
only when brought to trial in the Dyer
County Courthouse, Dyersburg, Tenn.

31


(Continued from page 31 )
“Furthermore, Boyd was going to have
you arrested.”

Shaw’s angular face mirrored sur-
prise. He denied that Boyd had ever

-intended to have him arrested and

suggested that the officers must have

_him confused with Britt Lester.

“Was Boyd going to have Lester
arrested?” Williamson demanded.

Shaw ‘said Boyd had mentioned it
because of the argument the two men
had had over the pecan trees.

Williamson’s reaction was immedi-
ate. “I think both you and Lester
know more about this killing than
you've told,” he said.

The sheriff dispatched the two dep-
uties after Lester and when they: re-
turned, he ordered both suspects taken
to Dyersburg and placed in separate
cells. pit

Back in Chic, Sheriff Williamson re-
viewed the case. Obviously, if either
Lester or Shaw had killed Boyd, one
of them was lying about rowing Clay
Nelson across the river, and the other
one was covering up for him. Even
as he mulled this thought over in his
mind, he recalled the reluctance with
which many residents of Chic had dis-
cussed Boyd’s murder. Did their reti-
cence indicate that they knew, but
feared the slayer?

Determined to find out, Williamson
again embarked on a tour of the scat-
tered dwellings, pointing out that Les-
ter and Shaw were both in jail.

Again, however, the sheriff was dis-
appointed. If the cotton farmers had
been withholding information, they
were not yet ready to talk.

Recalling that Mrs. Lester had men-
tioned that Boyd was interested in
some woman but refused to divulge
that woman’s name, Williamson paid
her another visit. Perhaps now that
her husband was under strong suspi-
cion, she would be willing to talk.

Williamson was right. Promised full
proteetion, the woman revealed that
Clay Nelson suspected Boyd of being
interested in his wife.

Williamson was amazed. Was Clay
Nelson, who had supposedly crossed
the river at 4 o’clock, actually involved
in the brutal slaying? Was he the
killer? If so, had his motive been

revenge for some real or fancied in--

' sult to his wife? -Or had he started

building up this story among his

friends to cover up some other motive

for wanting Boyd out of the way?
This latter theory began shaping up

60

stronger and stronger as Williamson

did some adroit questioning through-
out the community. He learned that
Nelson was an excessively jealous man
but that Boyd was never known to
have shown interest in any woman
since his wife’s death. Moreover,
mention of Nelson as a possible sus-
pect-served to loosen many tongues.
A number of farmers admitted that
Nelson had had some trouble with
Boyd about pecan trees. If .Nelson
was the slayer, it was probably this
rather than some fancied injustice to
his wife that had motivated the mur-
der. .

Early information provided by Coroner
Joseph Curry, Jr., above, helped inves-
tigators in their countywide manhunt.

e

Certain now that Nelson was in- —

volved in the slaying, the sheriff
launched a quiet investigation into the
missing man’s past life. Results were
illuminating indeed. Clay Nelson was
an ex-convict, a dead shot with a pis-
tol, and was generally conceded to be
“a bad man to fool with.”

Williamson’s next move was to
speed back to Dyersburg and send out
a five-state alarm, after which he ‘got
in touch with Tyler, Mo., authorities
and requested that they aid in locat-
ing Clay Nelson.

Despite the fact that they were ‘con-
fronted in their cells .with the new

evidence against Nelson, both Lester .

and Shaw continued to deny that they
knew anything at all about the mur-

der.

. “They’ll never talk as long as Nelson
is at large,” Williamson told Chief

- Deputy Morris. “But Nelson may try

to get in touch with them to see what’s
going on. We'll keep a strict watch
on them.” a
“A good idea,” approved Morris.
“We can put both men in one cell, and
then plant a trustworthy prisoner in
the cell next to them.: That may break
the case.”
Despite an intensive search by Ten-
nessee, Arkansas and Missouri au-

thorities, however, weeks dragged by -

before the ‘sheriff's shrewd maneuver
paid dividends. And then, in J anuary,
the jailer burst into the sheriff’s office
and dropped a letter on Williamson’s
desk. Postmarked “Hornersville, Mo.,”

-the return address read “Joe Cox.”

“The man we had planted in. the cell
next to Shaw and Lester saw someone
slip them this letter,” the jailer ex- _
plained. “It’s from Clay Nelson, all
right.” sf :

Pausing only long enough to read
the letter which asked for a quick re-
sponse, Williamson summoned Chief
Deputy Morris and the pair set out for
Hornersville, a small village in south-
ern Missouri. Upon their arrival
there, they stationed themselves unob-
trusively near the postoffice, feeling
certain that Nelson would call for the
letter he had asked be sent to him. :

Their vigil was soon rewarded. Clay
Nelson, darting furtive glances over
his shoulder, strode rapidly toward
the postoffice. Waiting until the sus-

‘pect was abreast of them, the two offi-

cers confronted him and Williamson
advised him that he was under arrest
for the murder of Frank Boyd.

Nelson’s heavy features, betrayed
mingled fear and surprise, but he
stoutly denied his guilt. He did, how-
ever, agree to waive extradition and
accompany the officers back to Ten-
nessee. ~,

Lodged in a cell at Dyersburg, Nel-
son still maintained his innocence.
Despairing of obtaining a confession
from him, Williamson confronted Les-
ter and Shaw with the incriminating
evidence against Clay Nelson.

Shaw sat motionless, apparently
calm and indifferent, but Lester shift-
ed uneasily and finally admitted that
Nelson had killed Boyd. Furthermore,
both Shaw and Lester had heard Clay
threaten to kill Boyd a few days be-
fore the murder.

“Did Nelson say why he meant to
kill him?”


Chief Deputy White: "Il thought

| knew everyone around here...

A few minutes later he looked up into
the bright glare of the searchlights, his
face grave.

“This was no accident,” he said
softly. “Somebody murdered this
woman.”

Sheriff Fleming and Deputy White
clambered into the ravine beside him.

“Look at this hole in the right side of
her head,” Doctor Provost declared.
“Her skull was crushed by a club or a
rock. And here’s a similar wound at
the base of the skull. See those bruises
on the jaw? She was struck several
times and she has scratches and bruises
on her throat.” He paused. “And that
isn’t all—”

There was a long silence as these

grim-faced men squatted on their heels,
staring at one another in. disbelief. This,
they thought, was incredulous.

A 67-year-old woman—

White asked, “Can you tell how long
ago this happened?”

“She’s been dead approximately five
hours,” the Doctor said. ‘Since about
six o’clock.”

Fleming pushed himself erect. “Call
an ambulance,” he instructed White,
“and radio the jailer and tell him to
send me every deputy who’s on duty.”

White hurried off into the darkness.

Two pencils of light sliced through
the dark, announcing the arrival of an
automobile. A few minutes later, Mr.
and Mrs. Pipkin came up. When Mrs.
Pipkin had recovered from the first
horrible shock of finding her mother
dead, Fleming questioned her.

HE told him about the nightly tele-
phone calls and about her mother’s
reluctance to leave the farm. “We
always were afraid something like this
might happen,” she said. “That’s why
we wanted her to live with us. But she
wouldn’t. She said she could take care
of herself.”

“Was there any particular reason why
you were worried?” asked the Sheriff.

“Well, the farm is so isolated. And
Mother hired a lot of farmhands. Most
of them were transients. We worried
about her a great deal.”

“Anything else?”

Mrs. Pipkin hesitated. “Yes. After
Father died, the people around here got
the idea that Mother kept a lot of money
in her home. We were afraid that some-
one might try to break in and rob her.”

“Did she
around?”

“Only just what she needed.”

As far as Mrs. Pipkin knew, no one
had ever tried to rob her mother.

Fleming was inclined to minimize
robbery as a motive in view of Doctor
Provost’s startling findings. At the
moment he was more interested in the
fact that Mrs. Brown hired her own
help.

“Do you know when she had someone

working for her last?” he asked Mrs.
Pipkin.
’ “Why, yes. When I talked with her
last night she said that a new hired
hand was at the barn, milking. She was
upset because he was such a ‘slow
worker.” °

“Did she tell you what his name
was?”

“No. But he should be around. I
remember her saying that she hoped
he got through milking in time to do
the morning chores.”

MacBride spoke up. “There sure
wasn’t no hired hand when we got here
tonight. We looked in the tenant shack
and nobody was there.” ;

“Did you notice anyone around here
at all today?” Fleming inquired.

“No, Sir.”

So the hired hand was missing.

Why? Was he the slayer? Had he
too, been killed? Or had he left the
farm for some entirely innocent reason
long before the crime?

EPUTY WHITE returned a short
time later and with him were a
squad of deputies and Corporal J. M.
Rainey of the State Highway Patrol
Station in Columbia. Fleming told
them what he had learned.

“The killer has nearly a ,six-hour
start,” the Sheriff said. ‘He’s going to
be hard to run down because he might
be hiding almost anywhere in the hills
around here.. But there’s always the
chance that he’s a stranger and will
stay close to the highways. Scatter out
and pick up every man you find wander-
ing around the roads. We'll keep in
touch with you by radio.”

. When Coroner Erwin had ordered the
ody removed, Fleming and White
made a detailed inspection of the scene.

The absence of scuff-marks in the
soft earth around the ravine where the
body had lain led them to believe that

actually keep much

Sheriff Fleming: "But you don't
know anyone who would do this”

Capt. J. J. Jackson: His job

was to save a killer's life

the elderly victim had been killed some-
where else. This was soon confirmed
by the discovery of bloodstains several
feet away. At this point broken brush
and additional stains formed a faint,
almost undetectable . trail which led
back to the stock barn.

Inside the barn, with the aid of their
pocket torches and the searchlights
furnished by MacBride and Cook, the
investigators were able to piece to-
gether a fairly concise picture of what
had taken place.

In one stall they found a milking
stool and an overturned milk pail.
Near by lay false teeth and a pair of
eye-glasses. Mrs. *Pipkin immediately
identified them as her mother’s. A few
feet away was evidence of a terrific
struggle, marked by several huge
splotches of blood.

“The way I see it,” Fleming declared,
“Mrs. Brown was milking when the
killer slipped into the. barn and struck
her. His first blows knocked out her
teeth and tore off her glasses. She put
up a fierce battle for her life, however,
until he slugged her twice on the head
with a rock or a club. After that he
dragged her to the ravine.”

Added weight was given this theory
when Mrs. Pipkin revealed that the
evening milking probably had been her
mother’s last chore. “She usually went

‘to. the barn about half-past five,” -the

daughter stated. “She’d finish about
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(C) Noes 42770. | | (Cont a)

wey, one of his deputies, the commercial photographer, and by Allen Lacy,
endant's brother, that the defendant, Paul Lacy, led these four wit»

“to a secluded spot some 1/2 to 3/4 of a mile from the barn where the

js Were committed and there found the undergarment of Mrs. Brown among

# bushes where Paul late said he had thrown the garment, after having

fe dof ondent did not take the Witness stand in his own defense before the
He presented the testimony of some members of zRe household where he

sant have gotten his hand scratched.

"J have tried to set out in this letter all of the important facts established
at the trial and have done so to the best of my recollection."

' When questioned about the offetise he Genied his guilt and claimed he had never
' admitted th murder, but the story he tells is not convincing and he appears to

have very little hope of executive clemency. This subject was’ convicted of
having committed a very vicious crime, the murder and rape of an elderly white
lady. While he claims he did not receive a fair trial, that the jury was
predjudiced against him and that there were threats of * mod violence, it is the
interviewer's opinion that ubject is guilty and that he will probably admit his
guilt before being electrocuted. Case was not appealed to Supreme Court, no
motion was made for new trial.

IG/bde
| SOURCES;

lie Interview with subjecte

Be Letter from mother,
3. Report from’Sheriff of Maury County.
4e Letters from three former employers.
5e Report from Police Dept., Nashville.

| 6. FBI reporte

Te Report from District Attorney General.

.

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Gb 0 ‘Brow ntn apers
Sex LUO Cie

ably hundreds ‘of thousands of
telephones are ringing, unan-
swered, in the United States. ,

Those phones are going unanswered
for some innocuous, simple reason.
Someone has gone to the store, prob-
ably, or out visiting, or into the yard.

But at seven o’clock on the evening
of September 21, 1949, the telephone
bell echoed and re-echoed through the
dark, empty halls of the Brown farm-
house near Columbia, Tennessee.

And it was not answered because
murder had stilled forever the voice of
the one who should have picked it up
and silenced its clamor.

The person on the other end of the
call, Mrs. Homer Pipkin, did not suspect
murder, of course. She was worried,
because for six years her widowed
mother had been at home every single
night at seven p. m.

However, Mrs. Pipkin could not bring
herself then to believe that anything
drastic was wrong. She hung up, final-
ly, and tried once more fifteen minutes
later.

Again no one replied.

Mrs. Pipkin telephoned Stockard
MacBride, a farmer who lived near Mrs.
Brown’s home on Brown Hollow Road.

“Will you drive over and see what’s
wrong at Mother’s?” she asked. “I’ve

Riss now, as you read this, prob-

been calling for a long time and she —

12

elec. TN@ (Maury) November 15, 1949.

ID Expert Holcomb, whose memory
was good. Left, the murder barn

One of Three Men Had Murdered Aged, Defenseless
Susan Brown on Her Farm Near Columbia, Tennessee.
How Could the Sheriff Tell Who Was Speaking the
Truth—And Who Was Giving Him a Borrowed Alibi?

By E. V. Aimes

Special Investigator for

x

ACTUAL DETECTIVE STORIES

ow. answer. I’m afraid she may
e ill.” g ‘

MacBride and John Cook, another
neighbor, drove to the Brown home. Re-
peated knocking failed to bring a re-
sponse. MacBride pushed open the
door. The two men entered, called
aloud, went from room to room switch-
ing on lights.

Mrs. Brown was not there.

“Let’s try the barn,” MacBride sug-

ested. ’

Except for the stock, standing silent
in the stalls, the huge barn, too, was
empty. F :

MacBride telephoned Mrs. Pipkin.

wae

“Do you.suppose she went visiting some-
where?” he asked.

“That’s absurd,” the distraught
woman replied. ‘Mother would never
have gone out after dark. Please look
around some more. Maybe she’s fallen;
that farm is full of sink holes.”

MacBride and Cook obtained search-
lights and for three leg-wearying hours,
they beat through the brysh and peered

-into numerous rocky ravines. |
At eleven p, m, they found her.
‘Near the bottom of a steep ravine,
100 yards behind the stock barn, lay the
‘pitifully crushed body of Susan Brown.
Her frail form was twisted grotesquely

,

and her long silvery hair drenched in
blood. REAL,

Cook, obviously sickened by what he
had seen, turned away. ‘We'd better
call Mrs. Pipkin,” he said.

“And the sheriff,” MacBride added.
“He’ll want to know about this.”

TRety minutes later, Maury Coun-
ty’s young sheriff, Flo Fleming; his
ace investigator, Lawson White; Doctor
Edwin Provost and Coroner Bert Erwin
arrived on the scene. MacBride and
Cook led them to the ravine.

Doctor Provost slipped down the steep
incline and examined the body swiftly.


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been done. Apetter from thq Atsorne
General, jin hich he statep that -
prisoner was|not put upon) the stdn
as the, theory}of the defendgnt’s coun
eel was that: wufficirn
corroborative jtestimony to
defendant uffon. the uncdrroborate

nothing to a
requests Nils
Board of Pardons. in their:srpcommen
ation. amoo ther things, tate: “Th
appeare to usl quite a reme
of a miscarripge of Justice

pardon. Th

Coo, without any official of] court be
“Ing to blame. ;
“Fhie negrd war sente ad by bn
Cireviy Court} of McMinn Qounty fo
iife for killiq@ one Ps here wa
no amieal rom all the facts con

nected with the Cane, as set jout aboy

al
|

1 ‘ fl ]

fn dIimost as ¢ancis
would be able. .t9
again, Dut eepecs,}1

eral Fietcher,' who

murder of sald Hix.
lqtter by «tating »

General closes his

eens 1 | .-
is referred tot anal whigh are wvabad
e

uw & manner as iw
B ee M ign hpre
pall your pt
1

ko
tenflon to the letter, gf Attorney -G@

roseguted In 5

The Attorn

casé, the three menj|charged with the
y-
er

that he {s convinced that he priso

“‘had| nothing to do
Hix} and he requests ja) par

all tne facts set out
the letter of thd A

ith ff

murder, of
on. Taking
ty ate n above, and
rnqay-General| as

a basis, we are plearly of the inion
that the prisone Tie eg should pot

have been convi¢ted
cent, and not in a

s he was inno-
why connectéa

with the murder, exc r that he waa

asleep in the hou
muréer occurred, b
nothing of it until t
being true, there 1

oner should bo pard

ying else for
that this pris-
ed.jas he ought

never haver to have |bFen;sent to pris-

on. In view of all
prisoner should at
ang 1 hereby pardo

hede facts this

be relleved


la AN

McPHiRSON, Jokn ; ' large card

"Knoxville, Tenn., Mar. 33, 1908-John McPherson, white,
was hanged here for the murder of Deputy Sheriff William

Walker, On the night that he killed Walker, McPherson

had killed Grant Smith in Knoxville and was making his
escape to the mountains when he shot down the. officer.

In his drive for liberty McPherson was eccompanied by his

father hwho is rigged 10 years for sia cactahed in the

~ Walker murder, "!

i ae es Alrminghan, Alas | March hate 1908

McPHERSON, John

ate oe tL wae white man, was born in Sevier Co | T sen
. pre oa ot I fre poi ghinigen a successful physician, Woe cee”
9 Nis father murderedyanother doctor, Thomas Biba. on

| 3

John
» after working at several occupations, became a successful :
game

-ville and resumed his medi
.© and r Cal career, On th
ie oes nea ve ad had been drinking ta cabot ee
7 - One of John's acquain 2 = ae
ae | quaintences, G
orced the door, Mrs, smith met him in the hale ae at hes
; )

kill 7 H
ed him. He and Dr, McPherson then went to the McPherson home and

saddled the doctor's bi
fa B8ye After picking John!
fe eae oe by way of the ie avee Ene foe lice
Ter, or the mountains of Sevier County where John hoped t
ed to

take refuge, On their
wa, | .
3 me Mer OBEY and robbed)? hey Tien a eohsba copter who John knocked
nis, o patients and he went inside to borrow anot ant
Goctor was inside, Deputy Sheriff William Walker one of
‘ Py y ;

_ig close friends who had been summoned by the doctor who had been
robbed arrived and tofid John that he was under arrest. John shot the
deputy and then he and Dr, McPherson carried him inside the house
and Mhe Doctppy dressed his wounds before they continued their flight,
. After depositing Jgqhn in Sevier County, Dr. McPherson returned to
Knoxville where he was placed under arrest. Deputy Walker lingered
until July 20 when he died after making a dying declaration giving
the details of his mrder, Mr. McPherson was convicted of comlicity
and sentenced to ten years imprisonment. John was not captured until
July 7, 1907, when he was taken into custody in Keystone, We Vao At
his trialyfor the murder of Walker, he maintained that he had not
known the deputy in the dark and had assumed that he was a thief when

he bhot, His conviction and the sentence of death were affirmed by
eividg several

fhe Tennessee Supreme Court on Appeal and, after rec
respites, he was hanged in the jail at Knoxville’ on March 23, 1908.

plicity surrounding the case, over 3,000" persons
Sree y eibadie on the day of the execution but they were

tered outside the jail ,
Saeed to see the prisoner who went to his death calmly, ' He was .
Knoxville ; |
Ee eerie, vareh 2: d March 2h. 1908 fWoodcut’ likeness,

“NOXVILLE SENTINEL, March 23 an
arch 239 page one, )


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ate - Waa | beating
phat re byte OF . .0'elock.
beret aE RY "| fixed at $3,000. “Lizzje Winstead . was
eet i~ brought before the magistrate #fso a
cots Megs ‘: waa commiited to jail in bond of $5,000
Scie tae 2 ion the charge of aiding and abetting a
th, a vat SES iecy *mureer. } |

e ae a Betking. to Evade Ar- | Girl Declines: to Talk.
pene oi 3% Ror. the. Killing, Satur- } , Both prisoners were theo taken to tae
nae ae iG S ; ‘Foouaty jail, Sere Ribs a et pape
Re ,. fafter six. o’cloc ay evening
wee Night of rant mith | Journal and Tribune reporter called ‘at
Saas, - Le —— i ‘the jail tol get atatements from Me-

Pai f eae fret ee mise my Heng Reh oh x

oe tloruey) F yuatt was wit c-
| Dresses Walk; person at) that time, and, will probab‘y
Ge Fez SAP Sik CW 'represent him at the henring. The girl
Rate ars dnisriet, Aide Bon to Escape, | was asked; to make & statemeoct. he
‘was lying pn a bed in the woman's de-
| partment, and appeared much fatigued

‘ney ‘after ber long journey. She sald petu-

att i tantly tbat she had ‘already ‘told the

ei lofficers nll she knew gad she didn’t
1 Tot i - talk — the a She =
.* . that she got in the buggy because sbe
Roses wh ort peotede’: me pepriy .Eyst - /Was invited to and wanted to take the
": “ON4 A Sok Wa fs a pe he we OTE: ‘drive. Sh¢@ said she didn’t know where
A, x. Wet “Dr. 5 yet sh Wad-! they bad driven, that it was very dark.

i $s Sgents Eee Su She said she didn't know how4<he fight
rene. psjail ch ed . a - ‘with Dr. Waddell came up, that she
arged with above crimes Pf. gign't know who got the best of it. She

Penne and -arsnalt: Dr. “Buck” Me-iadmitted being in the buggy when the
LP Bo ltrouble with Deputy Walker came up,

a eat .: | but said she couldu't tell anything about
ery "sal “aarred with aiding and abet- lit. She said she didn't know ansthing

he ~ foblne: the shooting of Deupty Walker ond‘ gbout avy of the crimes and couldn't,

sae afise! he aesrderers Ay escape. Eliza | understand why she had been arrested.
oes hy WW ad... | Asked if Johu McPherson was her hover,
. ‘Meth, mstea

tes! ‘she said she didn't have any jover, that
a ve rex “AY: “large, a fugitive from justice with | ‘he sometimes ernme tq see her and was

ox dee a srewayt of: $100" for bis arrest, and > j ome of her friends, etc. She gave her
Ne aS “posse” in Wurauit.: ‘ Juba, McPherson, 'nge as nineteem and said she had always
soe 24, ‘sou of. De. McPherson. nea in Kaoxville.

Tea Ge ante | Dr. M’Pherson's Interview.

Siic ig brief tells the story of

sabe sot crimé abd murdgr rurely; From the woman's cell, the reporter

ix section, and coming as! went to the cell where Dr. MoVherson

ere sequel to oh ‘urder of Grant Ape | was coufized on the top floor. . The jai

cnet Apcbns rardee Ite aid in the scien:
ation morder -of Grant; Dr. McPhersva talked rather freely,

jerson, | scat ‘from the house | home of Nettle Halk be said that his
jig the fatal wounds from the |sdn bad been | drinkigg ,and thought he
“which ‘Smith lived but a few; coud get 4 drink at the house. He had

a Pol aes bad a buggy near! gone with) him, and when a round of
o Winstead, a giri of |drinks bad been ordered, be had urged
s tices: ‘with ber sister, Em-‘against it. This b¢ says be thinks
iis who conducts a hovse of | ‘braught on the trouble. He jsald. he
pia ‘Central street. Jobn | couldn't tell anything about what hap-

33 di eof Lizzie’s intimates, | | petted, thar he was outside at. ithe ‘time
EAS eit: has, ‘asked if she wanted . ‘of the shedting.-

hak ‘with ké: he “deice. feadily got into the bug-| Asked (why! he bad gone after the
eres & EES a fry ‘the ‘father and son. The trio) girl, be sn}d that his son wanted to get

ei) i
fp ynade their ma ‘ty Gay street, crossed some money and eléthes at the house,
#, Tr

¢ Efe tes abe! t re ob e and proceeded ane est the girl wanted to ride and climbed
eet e: aierilite’ ike.” Sevier county jin the bu ‘Ky with th em before he kbew
LT te SAREE “destination, When two bet He thought a was not going fur-
Rye se reailey, gn from town, they rau in ‘ther than the ‘end of the county bridge,

; gs aee of jr. ‘Joseph Waddell, ‘but she stayed. with them, He said that

their buggy, caus-
t Indah “he said,

whe “practices in that section. © Dr, Waddell) fee is
Pema a, pisht cali. Re a quatre! and

‘him for’ the "He made
i idigesaulted — bli, buggy, he
ithe? bee ‘and then tee td

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eTherson's por y) |
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, , stents aa! ns gna Te : ‘ i ii awduea Ze vac si dod Yuma, 1G
= out : : ud t asenuited bin, | a : istied,
i sian me iui fren the: Sueey ‘aad then | ajde-fud dhe Inthe fesmed BALSE CC. OOS
pone ane Se reads story) (2uPherea to hand’ bith Kis relies, whigh
ek ¢(Dr, MePhe 8 atory) | request “wae compli .. They bad :
émen and-made Dr. Wad-! come on {henjabout a mile when the
- ck juto ‘his buggy. He says Pukey shaft got out of shape, as a re- '

ey WWaddel! seemed to be sati® gult of the coltision, amd they were try-
feh: the peace arrangement and jing to fix it when the Walker: shooting |||
aha McPherson to band him his occurred. | Dr. MePherson seemed more
ae done. The trio pro-i yrieved over the ‘ghooting of Waiker
or eae with a-broken shaft‘ than ansthing else that has happened. He
a Sith Pp Drs Waddell, however, i said he had, gone up to Tom Burnett's |}
othe ‘Home of Deputy Sheriff: honse to get Burnet to help him fix the
alker); who was named ax ai buggy or furnish a | light. ¢ shooting
sheriff to preserve the occurred before he) returned. | He said

Ata? section of the county, by» be had dressed Walker's woand. (Sheriff
Dt! Waddell told the offi-; Krets has the hanjikerchief ‘used as a
hecaeeawit mde on him, and. bandage at the jail.) He with hia son

ty to arrest the two and the girl then continued on to Sevier

offi¢er ‘refused to give this vip & The Bon got out, said goodbye
<gecompanied Waddell and ‘2nd ¢ nd returned to this city. He in-

“the buggy of the Mc-. sisted thar he had: nothing to do’ with od
‘mile further on. The 2hy of the troubles of the night, but was| ety —

edn the buggy and John: merely abe contre Pct cisiehiae cn

4

Seyi

Sia PN pti Bab ARGS aE ad ENS
Beer tei maghe:

“ eceP RN). mend = the i pets ard Sheree a 2s
ge dr. McPherson had gone to the Coroner’s Inquest.” nef renee rdesabi
es) Ton’ Burnett, nearby ton get ; 14 :

Seer Deputy Walker who knows Corner J. P. Haekney held an inquest] tie

vo <j idee Re 4 ‘over the remains of Grant Smith Sundayleole . .- icici saa

. ae peak y gt SAN ts 7 - ai Vers i morning at nine o'clock, at the undertak- r ON ESRC Ot De

toe “ 3 Hep aot elec hw 19: ing ewtubiishment of Hall & Donahue. whine“ heh ci nines
, Phere, freon's statement.) told) a6 the reanit of (he inquest,'the jury ore
eh RET ION to consider himself un- gre of the opinion that Grant Smith came

sdrawing his pistol. It was 1, his death at the hands of Dr. B. In
¢lime ‘efter midnight and very‘ \McHhersan and John McPherson.
newersof Joho McPherson The jury selected was composed of B. ‘
Walker; the bullet striking H. Warrep, W. F. Thwaites, G. F. Vine- \
“Shoulder, and passing yard, John Sherman, G. M. Varner, E. ‘
and through the spina! C. Caldw@tl and J. W. Dossett. of
e¢arding to Dr. McPherson's!’ Four witnesses. Sam Sharp, Rosa| tow
eard ‘the shot and hurried Rameaev, Nettie Hall Smith, and Mollie! act
Watker Ising on the ground, Fielding, were examined. cidg
first. recognize h'm, and' Sam Sharp preved the most important | cos
Was ‘beart-aick to find it was witness. ‘He saw the shooting by the] wh
G6 was agvod_ friend of both *®on, and attack by the father. The oth-| anc
Dr. McPherson him- ers also saw parts of the scenes con-| -
t:dressed Walker's wound, using such nected with the tragedy, with the ex-
pidge ias “be had with bim and a ception of Mollie Fielding.
chet. ‘handkerchief. | The trio then The verdict of the jury was in sub-
dry Aa towerde Sevieryille. ixtance that “Grant Smith came to his| of
Mi perg they went or‘ how far they death from the effects of two wounds, | and
yent.4yia question. In answer to thix O@¢ being in’ the right, brest from the/ ts §
uestion:,Dr. McPherson stated at the | *Hects of some sharp imstrnment, Inflict- detes
pounty:jaillast night to a Journal and: ¢. in the opinion of the jnry by Dr.| that ;
ribuse:‘teporter that they had driven McPherson: the other a pistol shot) tare
Ome Aistance-berond the county line ie id. Be = Jest vie ee phot
eer te ei oles ve “* hip, saic ot being fired’ by John Me 3
t-how: far, be kaid, with a Wise look, ; Phersen.’"' This is sign ed wv

har it
yohe:
Paks

Dr. Peck, who wae the physician
summoned to the honse Where Smith was

: , i killed swap examined by the coroner. H
be country. Asked if John would be aizo made a cageful pe Me is of the
; Wouhds. He eh

him, the pent presious and haf found ‘what. be. t-oke

rota ti
Tce 8 .

Ll ea } do until h
eet

lace
_where the bullet passed through the body.
nee. ‘Rut bis examination | Sunday morning | 4%,
herson Surrenders. . | *howed that this was |probahiy a knife|
Sana ra ete | ee It bad ner 9 ted the lung and
tha lige ters bat Sheea“Riisgitg "owed Baye ores fat Ta Woe bi
ahem, ‘aad. “mus ve returned by | | Reward i
Bibb or s reste ce of the distauce.| | -e ered. wil

rmon Kreis has offered
100 for the arrest. of Wekanare |
The reward will be pald to N

in ‘the chase[-

following de-j| - |
| about 180

shoulders,

venue ahd. Pst.
De. MePbenon es

we OFFS as we wc
4 Predl ih ged

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= ‘ Aas
DOSER Bee Loos ce
aa
x
! Bree te EEL oS a BE fo eae 3 ae |
Bea ey Ae ai « +) A, Ort oe Sh ae } i
With Geyernér Folk As His
>: » Running Mate, .
a $28 pace et Rt Fi
ms; i, ae ee
Is Endorged By Lowér Branch
: | 2 they

o wt %

*} tion eng img “Jerome and Folk” fur
“| the de > Presidential team ijn
=} 1008
t} ‘In an bafiew here today regardivg
¥} the Thaw) uiyiiler case in New York, Mr,
r.| Jerome wd to the case as . “the
i,pevery da ep’ court story.” | *

a “In tb ae of the law,” be contin
fe} ued. “the defendant's willions add no
lustre to /hisBBituation. Most of ile aj-
parent magee is newspaper product.!
Mr. Jerou@ and his ‘assistants, ju the

F-) district attomBey's office, Messrs, Ar-
thur C. Naniiver and Francis (P, Gan

as

- Of Ge rgie Legistature.

| ere Ct TET
Endorsement Follows a Brief Ad-

July 16—Willigm Tra-
 Mistrict attorney “of New

» Atlanta, |
vers Jerv

York City, the guest for a a few
moments tt of the lower branch of
the Georgie: ture. A short recess
from the labore of the sessivn
was take, age~ Mr. Jerome vpen invi-
tation ‘ucdresema the legislators. He spoke
briefly of theffelations uf the north and
south, expres@ing the belief that there
is little differffce In the ways of think-
ing an! dyinggbusiness between the two
sections, godBpuggested that whatever
misundersfac@ings had cxisted in recent
Venrs e largely, fum sensational
writers, Fulfwing his address the eu-

thusiastic legfiators adopted a “resola-

van, lef<jtoday for Wann Springs, Ga.,

where they ¢will be the Ettests of the
Georgia [Bur association, Wh before
which ly Mr. Jerome wil) deliver an:
address fomorrow,*or Wednesday, upun ;

{

a ae Beet he has not yet annovo

SQLONS PASS -
ILD LABOR BILL

‘ere ieecinccannenntiamene :
du. July 10.—Ry a vote
a, the lower, brau-b of

GLORIA

‘| after bight,

legislatore today Danced

'
i. Bie +
2% r ¥ 4

Believed | to be in
, : Sevier Coumty. fad

’

}
]

ie Were pee
Addition! Rewards May’ be
Offered for Him.

.

Deputy Sheriff Walker Broaght to a
Local Hospital in the Hope of
Saving His Life.

With sheriffs and citizens on the look-
out for him, John McPerson is stil! at
large, somewhere in the mountains of
Sevier county, probably guarded and
succored by relatives. His uncle, Ben
McPhervon, a brother of Dr. Buck Me
Phersop, yisited this chy yesterday. He
cid not see his brother at the jail, but
Another won of the Doctor living in this
city called to see his father and talked
with him for several minutes.

Apa ae
Hiding. in|

——"—Eee

A Journal aud Tribune reporter tatked
With parties at Sevierville [nat evening.
It was stated that the rumors reaching |
this city Sunday ‘night that MePherson |
had uddid two more victinis to bis striug |
Were net true. It war also stated that |
McPhervan was be'ieved to, be somewhere
in the tenth district of Sevier county
With relatives, but owing to the fact that
officers believe he will resist arrest, no
attempt will be madeto capture him in|
daylight, but he wih be surrouned and an!
attempt will be made to capture bim in!
f= soon as hig hiding place:
is located. Sevicr coumy officers are on |
the alert and bope to captmre the badly |
wanted man befote he leaves the county. |
Sheriff Kreiy in this county bas notified |
ol of hie men to be on t
McPherson, and to guard

ttain places |

in the event he is able to slin out of Me i
Vier county and shank) rethri: this way. !

Deputy Sheriff Wikian

believed to be mortally woonded, wars-
bronght to this city fart evening and,

e Jookout for:

placed in the Lincoln’ Hemorial hospital |

apes ENP NL ten

year when evading
the tenth district
his: son is doing

Thomas Pickens,
told a Journal and
his brother Ben M

ville yesterday, th
having been
Ww was allowed
Smith’s
The funeral serv
of Gram Saith,
M nm, were
day afternoon and
ed hy relatives a

relatives. may decid
reward already off
the arrest of M.
is not camght wit
The series of t
came in qnick s:
late Saturday ni
morning, were m4;
out this section yes
of crime with snc
wiances, ix not of |
tnoterest centers in
John McPherson.
and of Smith may
such is necessary
Although the
Dr, MePbhersan a
set for this morni
Johnson, they wil
until a later date
change one way
dition ‘af Deputy
time the officers
the armest of McP

one of which wee *

ing
victim of J
at Rabo $ prwe sae
a
| teleude. : re $100

ion in this aa ;
and early ome
discnesed . thr

ay.

PubBe |
efforts to capture
riend= of Walker
Gi to the reward if
fect hie errest. -
inary hearings ef
aizzie Winstead ate
ore "Ranire fam
robably be passed};
r untW ‘there are
e other in the con-
ker: In the mean-!™}
vy be able to effect
eon. :

AMERICANS
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London, July i
Petitiog in the U
the opth mworket :
of this week's yi
Tis, 10 3-d, being

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CHICAGO'S NE

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all ts

GOLD | i
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After strong com;|
1 States secured kv
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arrivals, the price
enDee advance. iy

oe eee ne ths

UNDERGROURD
MAIL SERVIC
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: at AY
he new undergroend
service was put in 3
the frst time ¢ ‘


‘}by many people.

| Springs
jthe friends of McPh

make a laxt appeal for John | MeMher-
{n's Ufe. They went to Hord ri

{ law, he feels the inyportauce of the cise,
John McPherson was visited a number}

if

++}
ee

[atv 14,1906, (bone

Pipviaay, dane 9,1

. sentences Joh
changed to October 21st,

October, 1907-——McPherscn cases a

Tuesday,

Nov. 28th—Gov. M. R. Patterson
hanging at January iiih, 1908.

March 2nd, 1 a.
March 23rd.

*e @0@¢ @8e @ee wets

Jobn McPherson may be banged this
afternoon. Gov. Patterson had not
fivally decided at midnight, so Nashville.
reports stated, whether he would again |
interfere in the case, Five times ab

réady he hax granted a respite ta Me-|-

Pherson, aud on the last two or three
oetisians he -has indicated that each ond
wonkd be final. ‘The governor {s wor-

ried no Httle over the cane, and has been } 4

Worrying for months past." Mitigating
circumatances” found by the jurr hare
been cited to him &y those weeking a
pardon: for McPherson. The dissenting
opinion of Special Judge John Henderson
when the case was decided by the au-

premee court bas been another,-and as|*

Governor Patterson was once a prosecu-
ting attorney and ia conversant with the

of times yesterday at the county jall
Rer. W. A. Atehley
Was with him for some time in the af-|
ternoon, pst
Tae news from ‘Lebanon und Horn
yesterday Was pot very’ good to
eTsou. Satyr-
day night. Mra. M.: A: MePhetson and

Mrs. Mortimer Thompson left ‘this clty
for Nashville to see the peveregh one
ic

te the hovernor has been far nave !
days and there pleaded with the Movedr-
vor, Gov. Patterson is reported to have
Tfen verre posdifee ty hile fire

PreGiwmal 95

October 23rd—Supreme ¢
- Shichis holding that no ¢lement of firs

Wednerday, Dec. 11th.—Dato fired

January 7th, 1908—Goy. Patterson
‘ January 29—Gov, Patterson fon th
February 19th—Govy, Patterson for

at Pe

degree murder was lacking in t
PY supreme court of Tennessce

perenk a good deal, was quarrel.
peme at times, boasted of his son’s
J Cas xa a fighter.
July 14, 1906—Was with son
When lattcr khilkd Grant Smith,
Pd ix believed to have inflicted
ne Of the two fatal. wounds. * i
.. Suly 14th, 1906—Was helping |
{ Grant —
Mo- —
ty Walker,
McPherson and |
ty Winsiead -retaumed | from ;
‘their ride into Sevier county end —
are arrested and jaticd. ae
- July 2ist—Deputy Walker dics |
“at Lincoln Memorial {tal, as
rtsolt of fatal pistol sh fired by
+ alae McPherson. .
uly 23—Funerat “Of “Deputy |
Walker, atts vA
» A St 11th—Prelimina y hear-
ing - Dr. }

to grand Jury; girl allowed to go.
tricd for Grant Smith wurdcr and
Pher was tried for. aiding | and!

ME *. McPheryon - and Lizzie
Winstead. Dr. McPherson held |
on her own recugnizance, '

Dr. McPherson was ei tcewerus

g acquitted. At a subscquent erm .

f nc the criminal
-abetiing in the Walker murder, |
found prullty and kentencend tn»

’

uri affirms death sentence in an opinion
. he killing of Dep

for John McPherson to hang. . }
kes-a hand and grants respite of 30 days to

rents second respite extending McPherson's
d time grants respite till Febrnary 20th.
ourth time grants final rcspite to John
m.—Gov. Pattersogl grants fifth respite to John MPherson,

, Wounded

| Stances, He ha

‘oft his victim, |

{jon towards .the, &

court, Dr. | Mc: -

'

taticde +4 om ty a tt i i j -
near Radférd, Ve., at instance of Knoxvi © police, > ; 5
7 PPE te hot :
ed to July 20h, |

trial,
y or two later

i
ot Dane by Judge John K, |
ty Walker,

McPherson, fixing date of
A i ‘.
time on earth till Jan. 30th.

McPherson tll March 2nd.
fixing date for today, March 33rd.N
exe od .

oe, ee ®aee ee eee

wise. The McPhersone then carried the
officer to the Burnett house
and Dr. McPhervon hastily dressed his
wound, the physician's joetinct being
strong him,/even under such circuny
@ prove thks ten years be-
he bad shot, Dr. Pickens,
mc to dress the wounds

fore when afte
be had taken t

Flight Into Sevier County.

The McPherspas, os stated, theu drove
Nevier county line and
reached Sevier, county without further
incident or crime about daytight. Johu
War given into the hands of reiatives,
robably the same ones whe had aided Dr,
{cePherson when he “scouted”, a fugi-
tive frum justice after bis killing of Dr.
ckens years before. Dr. Mel’herson
and the girl agnin got In their buggy,
after biddiug phn goodbye and drore
back to this city, reaching here Sunday
afternoon. “hey were arrested by the
police on their arrival and were laced iu
Jail, both cha with murder, the shoot-
ing of Deputy \t alker not having become
known in this city until Sunday moruing
at-an early hour when Sheriff Harmou
Kreis was notified at the county jail by
telephone, ' i | :

Rewards Quickly Offered.

Réwards Werd at once offered by
Sheriff Kreix for the capture of Me-
Pherson and the Brvt reward was further
increased by the offer of a reward by the
relatives of Grant Smith and the Walk-
ers and one by the governor of the
state, Officers tuok the tral) to Sevier
county and for, a nnmber of weeks
searching parties scourged that section of
the country for Juhu McPherson. jDr.

McPherson at the Jad) told of the Der t's

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Over the Jong distance telephoye.. afc.
Pherson's friends were acain tasy last
aight sending, telecrams and seeing the
gowern.c, At midnight be bad not de
cided, and was wrestling with the mat-
ter.

Meantime the death watch wns un Me-
Bherson’s cel] here in the Kuox ooanty
Jail) Squads of deputy sheriffs gnanied
the jail, and one or two men were kept
busy answering telephone — inqniries,
“Has the governor done anything ?"™

‘John McPherson may stand op under
jy the strain today or he may not. Those
who hare watched him ~ closely believe
that Le will break down at the critica!
monrent, Hf called to go upon the gal-
jows: He pla'nly shows nervousness.

M’PHERSON’S ‘CRIME. -

The crime for which: John McPherson
D’ jis to be hanged today according to law,
\} in famihar to the readers of the news
pe Oo Saturday ‘night, July 14th,
John’ McPherson shot and - mortally
wounded Deputy Sheriff Wiliam Wal-
ker who was attempting to effect his
arrest. This was in froat of the Bur-
Nett residence six miles south of this
city on the Sevierville pike road., The
officer was attempting to arrest McPher-
won at the time. McPherson was accom:
by hie father, Dr. M. A. Me

dart dua. ¢ slic

| Mra. Toempson talked to her huevandj the officer aud got kim in his buggy and

WHO su CeMied 6. £20 STU |

they drove after the trio, and overtook
them near the Burnett residence where
they had stopped presumably, and as they
claimed, fe repair their buggy which had
suffered the collision with Dr. Wer-
deil’s buggy.. However, the state did
not altogether accept this view of’ the
matter, It was proven at the trid] of
both Dr. MePhergon and John McPher-
gon that the sag oF first stopped at the
residence of Coustable Perez Dosle in
South Knoxville aug Dr. McPherson
had suught to borrow a pistol from the
Officer on the plea that he was coing to
make a long night-e#i th the country.
Coustable Doyte refused to loan the wea-
pon. AVbs-Dr. McPherson should want
auvther pistol when John was already
armed With a pistol that had already
done deadly work earlier in the night,
was ‘question raised by the state,
in showing that the McPhersons were
bent on murder, that it was their well
formed intention of shooting down any
officer or any person who might get in
their way or seek to prevent their esca
following the commission of a crime
mnusder. i It was on this hypothesis that
the state was able to make a case of
murder agamst Dr. McPkerson many
}tinonths before John McPherson waa cap-
tured and returned to this city after
being pearty a year at large.

it Dr. M’Pherson Convicted.

Paoresa: and Lizzie Winstead, a young
woman with whom McPherson had been

killing of Grant Smith, who was
’ to death carlier in the might at the
“ i of his wife. Mrs. Nettie Hall Smith,”
on South Plorida «treet. While drink«
ing, John MeF*herson and his father haé
4 Kepe to the home of the woman Bnd
, |songht to be admitted, the bouge being
} of bad repate. The-womian had tenied
them admittance and 6rderé’, them to
leave. John MePbersotris said to have
felled her to the floor with the butt
end of his pistol She screamed, as ashe

beuse to ascertain the trouble. He had
been asleep on a lounge. No socwer
bed he nrade his appearance than he
was assanuked by both father and son,
and wes shot dead by the sua, and anoth
er wound supposed to bare been inSicted
by a surgeon's scabpel, and claimed to
be fatal, wes made in Smith's body.
*| Dr. McPherson is supposed to bave in-’

“| fticted thia woond. However, he was
Tluried for the marder of Smith and «
« | Jeary found him pot guiltr.* This wi

m

\

‘The McPhersous immediately made
their eseape from the premises and bur-#
tied to Dr. McPherson's residence in ‘the

ee
at

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ve up tee . or's
at| Dees: *. and rode
ec | darkness of the
rre| Sualth mrarder, had
Jor] tet ten o’elock at night.”
1ST) rode off In. the burey
iad tion was ‘to get John
‘oa | before officers | “4
gg | Sevier county,
SE ~ ty have \ many:
(a) the ' destingtion |

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gapk to the floor, and Grant Smith &
rusbed from a room in the rear of the E

Dr. McPherson was found guilty of

ypcing an accessory before the fact to
he murder of Deputy Sherif Walker
nd was giren a septence of ten years
Wye the penitentiary, and this sen:eaoce was
ffirmed by the supreme court and Dr.
AicPhersou ik now serving the sentence
t the branch state prison at Petros.
Constable Doyle told the McPhbersons 4
hat he did mot have a pistol, and, re-
erred them to Mr. Burnett, whose house
ould be passed later on, where they
night berruw a weapon. So when the
PicPLersons stopped in front of the Bur-
Pett residence, presumably to ir their
pPugsy, the ahd was adie to show that
ey Were intent on getting a pistal.
‘When Depoty Sheriff Walker eacde
ppon tbe McPhersons buggy, he got out
bE Dr. Wardeil’s boggy end approached
be McPberson buggy on foot. Dr. Me-
herson was standing some dimance
way and John MoPherson was stand-
ng near the head of the horse that was
frawiag their buggy. Lizzie Winstead
as seated in the buggy. The officer
Randa, capink tat he cae Teen, eee
3 B. Bayi é€ was ty Sher-
& Walker. The answer of John Win
-berson came from his deadly reroirer}
d for = second time that night. within
. few bours, the weapon claimed its ric.
m, and the officer sank down mortally
ounded. The bullet

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viber cilies alu lownks ofer lve cuubiry
were notiied of the McPherson erimes
and furnished with descriptions of John
McPhersou and with &@ photograph taken
several y before but not a very go0oe-
likeness. "Weeks aud months rolled
by witheut tidings from Jobo MePher-
sun. Meanwhile, Lizie Winstead was |
relased from jail. as sbe had had ne
connection with the crime and did no!
know whom she accepted the invitation

to “take a drive” that John McPherson ||

bald killed a man.
Dr. McPherson was tried for the mur-

der of Grant Smith but the jury re-f

ported “nat guilty”. He was not allow-
ed bond and grew fractious from” hig
jong confisement in jail. Then he was
tried for being an accessory to the mur-
der of Deputy Sheriff Walker and was
found guilty end sentenced to ten years.

Capture of John M’Pherson. *

It was early im the month of Jagt
June that the local palice received infor-
mation that a man answering to Jvln
McPherson's description was at work
2 mining town in West Virginia. ‘rine
police went quie ly to work and Jater

the suspect was arrested and hbocal offi-}

cers were sent to bring the prisoner back
to Tennessee. McPherson was brought
back here and to some extent told of his
travels. simce making his escape. He
had gotten out of Sevier county by way
of Maryville and had worked for a wile |
in South Carolina flagging on a train.
He had worked bis way through V:r-
ginia. He'‘had not taken any precaa-
tions against
several NKogxrille men while away.

Death Sentence Imposed.

The case against McPherson came on

for trial, alter the grand jury bad re-
ported true bills tn both the Grant Smith
aod Walker esses, and the trial): occu-
pied many days in court, aud it was
pecessory to draw out the names of spore
than a thourand men from the jury box
in order to get a jury acceptable to the
counsel for McPherson, as they claimed
that the newspapers had worked up a
prejudice against the defendant. I'he
jury in the case reported a vewlict of
murder in the first degree with mitiga-
ting cireumstancer. Later, when time
came for Judge Anderson to pass sen-
tence, he disregarded the “mitigating
circumstances” in the verdict and im-
posed the death zentence. The case was
carried to the supreme court and the
sentenée afffrmed and McPherson was
sentenced to be hanged last December.
Gor. Patterson granted a thirty days’ re-

spite. and vey ends the fifth reepite
srented in the case.

McPherseg fs a young man of twenty-
five or twenty-six years of age. He is
of fine physique, being nearly six feet,
tall and weighing about 140 pounds.

Rince his death sentence, he has been
baptised, at the jail, and has professed
igion, ate iy

Of Unusual Interest. -
Today's hanging will be of unnsual

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“ der. er Grant Smith a few minutes after
ting Saturday night. ‘He got sev-
his men together and | traced the
who had = gone! south of the

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Reonew
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| cobnue from Page. Ww

It seemed knowa at;

sive. Sheriff Kreis

Y the

oofDeputy Groner talked with W

is now ‘open Kor the. “ieee
sts; located seyenyaplien
noxville, on a pi

Knoxvitle: the culalne’ of
Bever been questinned. *
Daneing erery bight
sble. ne

Dally hack tdateos
Bquure at 5-0 p. m., itera
-> thet i White {8

eubert's ite !
livered to ci castanecr er

sete

“Eevuunty,

ah” Gu a Statement from him and others.
; t fficers had joined the ‘chase and
=, afternoon, Sheriff Kreis stated
dat the Sail that his men were behind the
‘MecPhersons who had returned to this
fin” and he thought they would get them
Pin oa’
=O ‘whetber Joha McPherson swas with the
pfather and the girl or not. An

the father and the girl had been arrest-

her }

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short while. He did |

ett 6:30 Welock Sunday arent

Kreis oF nd Deputy Groner left t

lowweil.

‘join the chase. Some of

Preputy, William Walker
eabecs

hours longer.
In’ Qctober 1897, Dr. Buck

era of crime, shot and killed
Pickens at a store at Shook's

would, go to Sevier yenty where

‘ci tirore several miles south of the
ot after the fugitives, as they
eb n the meantime they learned
!shooting of Deputy Walker, and

‘Kether‘in the hope of capturing McPher-
sob, géiting a new clue which they fol-
Other officers said they would
the officers
“pWere agsigned to watch certain localities,
fin the ev ent McPherson shonid
“ptarn , shite. in a ‘roundabout way.

¢- Sam Johnson drove to the home

: ig to seta dying statement from
de }the officer who it was stafed
Pout a lfow
k Me Pherson,
the man who ficures so prominentip in
_[the Saturday night and Sundgy morniag

The shooting was the result of

once that
d Deputy

alker and

not know

hour ‘ater

ng Sheriff
he city to-

try to re-

last night

could live

r. Thomas
Gap,’ this

Now, my trends, 1 L sid agamatl
womanhuod gaod.escape awful conse-
avences. When you ruin*the life and

character of} some one, with.that you
break the henrt of wife, mother, or sis-
ter. Sia will out. There is not enough
sand ou the’ sea shore to bide sin. You
thim®& there is but you are mistaken.
Moses bad ‘to escape to the wilderness.
Watch out, men, you will be traveling
between suns or be laid in an unwept
grave if youy thyk you can sin against
womanhood, |! You may think you can do
as youl please, but the day will come
when j)ou.or your innocent loved ones,
will suffer untold agony. Your sin will
find you out, Dig deep and wide and
bury your sin, but perhaps @ deadly mis-
sile wi!l find you in the midst of your

revelings. Whatever your sin may be
you can't hide it always, or put it away.
It stands against you; and the worst of

all. God nets it and |you have got to
meet Him. | Harry Thaw said: Stanford
White had sinned against him and you
know the sedate. How wil! it be with
you when you meet God at the judg-
ment? Employ all‘ the detectives you
may and call on tbe jrocks and mour-
tains to fall, upon but all will be
of no avail. ‘Stanford White said to his
detectives, ‘keep me hid from Harry
Thaw! He would have given the world,
had it been his, that night when be saw
that deadly gun in his face and felt its
awful ravages. Why, friends, there is
only one hope and that is in the blood
of Jesus Christ. It you tonight, with
vour sins many or few, to come with
me to Calvary and I will show you One
hanging on the tree and amjd groans and
Dains tisten a moment and hear Him
sav: “Father, forgive them." And from
the cross there has comune through alll
aces siice: ‘Look unto Me and live;
come unto Me and be saved. I will blot
out your sin. As far as the veast jis from
the west, so far will I 10ove your
transgressions; I will bury them In the
deep.” Thank God, he can put away
vour sin. I bave a Saviour. He is plead-
ing in glory. Ile wants to hide your sin
tonight under the cross. le wants to

bury it beneath Calvary’s rocka. And no;

earthquakes can bring it to light. Now
while we sing, “There is power in the
blood.” come with me to the cross and
“behokd the ‘Lamb of God, who taketh
away the sin of the world.”

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1 professional rivalry, Pic *kens having tak- ! eres ‘
eo from MePherson, it is anid, a woman wees ff Miwa Win Gae See
Clik nif f A oni ah McPherson Rid Sanday night: : ‘. ;
‘ ig t a e jail, when thix tragedy was re- c = 2
ett, No | dew: <fo al ay -[ealled to him, during his interview with So ee ih nd You baw Wes Donght
eenert Unedurpa a reporter, that the tronble he had with | Bears the
cacy He Tt mee Se yp Pickeur was over a women! For this > age
ness from © OSG: yey etiin® he was given a Rereniyenr sentence LLIB,
neers at Ca Tea Ne see ésvel té- the! Denitentiary after ia sensational? : a
f ree ip ‘trial. [He served eigteen tmopths of bis =

ss Penitentiary,

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Gt 4. ats, “who doesn't fom
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to be fifty

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since. He

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physician.
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subject to nreju-|.

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for printing Boticre of

funeral, ete.

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ty-eight yearu, died at 8:30 o'clock Sun-
day morning at the home of his father,
Fa P. Mocts at 313 East Church are.

sed is survived by a
whlow, formerly Miss Karl Wilson, ‘and
a little daughter five years a age ase, ue

bis parents apd four sisters, M
Johnsom: Mrs. King aod” Misses

Reba and Willy Morton, and three broth-
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garbled. A geod account is in The (Not carrying as conrimmed yet)

New York Herald, 5-26-1877 10:3 " yein 1876,..Bill Mockbee and Jack Wilgon
Date of crime was 9°1-b. Details of (colored) were indicted for the murder of .Wylie
Crime are Correct. BUT — retrials McGlish. lhe murder was committed to secure a

were ordered in both cases, Jack Wilson-yarge amount Of money the victim was supposed to
WAS Convicted again and he was legally have on his person, he having. announced in the. _
executed at Dover Tenw.on $-25-77. hearing of the inlet a: that = was then on his
way to Dover to received considerable money, On
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lonacd head off with an ax, and for the crime secured =
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person andthe lynched person reversed. dered man had in his pockets. the negroes were ©

Itis 100% Safe to upgrade eat eae and were arrested while wearing cloth-/

ty confirmed status under the date of been” WP Ysén “from Tne Sell and Lynchea ne Ghats

May 25, 1811. Mockbee was tried, convicted and executet—


BUREAU OF CLASSIFICATION AND RECORDS

TENNESSEE STATE PENITENTIARY

: NASHVILLE 9, TENNESSEE |
W. G. SWAFFORD ‘ JAMES GLIDEWELL

WARDEN November 17, 1949 DIRECTOR

| Hon. Gordon Browning,

Governor

| State of Tennessee
Capitol Building
Nashville, Tennessee

Re: Paul Lacy (C), #42770

Dear Governor Browning:

I am enclosing classification report on the
above captioned subject who was sentenced by the criminal
court of Maury county, to be electrocuted on November 25.
No motion has been made for a new trial or for the case to
be appealed to the supreme court,

| Respe ty rv Ais P 3

|

James Glidewell, Director
Bureau of Classification
| and Records

JG:aw
Ence


W. G. SWAFFORD
WARDEN

Hon. Gordon Browning,
Governor :
State of Tennessee

Capitol Building
Nashville, Tennessee

Dear Governor Browning:

from Maury County, having been convicted on a charge of First
Degree Murder and sentenced to death by electrocution. The date
as fixed by the jury is November 25, 1949, I am advised by the
circuit court clerk of Maury County that no motion will be made

for a new trial, and it is very doubtful if the case will be appeal-
ed to the supreme court.

JG:aw

ae ot ARLES
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a

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-.¥““" BUREAU OF CLASSIFICATION AND RECORDS
TENNESSEE STATE PENITENTIARY

When this subject has been interviewed and a case |
history has been written, I will furnish you a copy immediately.

a
we

NASHVILLE 9, TENNESSEE
JAMES GLIDEWELL

Oct ober 31, 1949 DIRECTOR

Re: Paul lacy (C), #42770

The above named negro was received on October 22,

| ne Aa: ji 0¢

Jame 8 Glidewell, Director
Bureau of Classification :
and Records


Mr. James Glidewell, Director
Bureau of Classification and Records
Tennessee State Penitentiary
Nashville 3, Tennessee

My dear Sir: = ai ae
I have the reccrd submitted by you ©
concerning Paul Lacy; #42770, and have

so far found no.way to exercise any,.clemency,. —

though Ihave talked to some.cf those who were: - _

on his side of the trial.

wae :

Yane Seehige
yo ey San

GB: JC

|
PEACMESUR LE OS tethek os
; Degen. IMSES GLIDEWELL
C0 SGN ; Q':F CTOR
November 21, 1949


a > Pe

NAME; STEVE PAUL LACY

Court County _ Plea

Circuit Maury NG

|
UBIECT'S VERSION OF OFFENSE:

as ‘arrested about the last of September, this year, at the home of his brother
n Maury County where he was staying and charged with the murder and rape of

rs. Anna Brown, a white woman about seventy years of age. The body was found
na ravine a short distance from the stock barn of Mrs. Brown, Stated he did

t know anything concerning the murder, but that after he was arrested and car~
ied to the jail that he was third degreed and abused by the Sheriff and his
eputies and that the Sheriff threatened to turn him over to the mob unless he
dmitted his guilt. Also claimed that a Mr. Holcomb, Identification Officer .
or Davidson County, took his shirt from him at the jail and at that time there
as no blood on it, but at the trial there was blood on the shirs and it was
estified by an expert that the blood was the same type as Mrs. Brown. Also
tated that the Sheriff, Flo Fleming, testified that he told him that his in=
ention was to rob Mrs. Brown, but after robbing her he was afraid she would.
ecognize him and he beat her. to death with a stick, Claims that the murder.

as supposed to have been conmitted about five o'clock in the evening and at

hat time he was at his brother's home about one~half mile away.

AMILY DATA:
ame Rel. Nate Birth Death Address
ovie Blackburn W Ark, 1910 » Address unknown ©
da Parker —~ M Tenn. 1869 «= 14135 22nd Ave.No,, Nashville
ath F — - 1939 (Maury Co,--old age) ©
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Melion, his face ashen, was on the verge of collapse. He
wished that he had a pistol, although he knew it would be
suicide to attempt to use it.

“No—see, they’re all little ones,” he said. “They don’t
fit the other doors.”

“Get them, then,” Bunch snarled.

“The Sheriff has them with him.”

“The gunman’s face darkened. “You're a liar!” he re-
torted. He leveled his pistol straight at the jailer’s heart.
But before he fired, McCoig jerked his arm.

“We got to get out of here!” the blond robber exclaimed.

Bunch didn’t move for several seconds. Melton thought
that his end had come. Then the gunman nodded his head
sharply

“Yes,” he said. “We can come back after the others.”

With a quick movement, he pushed Melton iriside the large
cell, and slammed shut the door. ;

“You're lucky and don’t know it!” he shouted as he
turned and ran down the corridor after his two companions.

The prisoners paused at the outside door, quickly assured
themselves that the street was deserted, then dashed to the
sidewalk. Fate seemed to be with them, for less than half
a block away stood a deserted Ford roadster, parked parallel
to the curbing, and with motor running. The owner, William
Mayes, a high-school student, had just left it, while he went
into a store. The three men leaped into the car, Bunch be-
hind the wheel. William Mayes ran out of the store in time
to see his machine disappearing down the highway in the
direction of Asheville, North Carolina, seventy-one miles
southeast.

The next day newspapers in several states printed stories
of the escape, but no one sensed what was coming.

The high-school student lost little time, that May after-
noon of 1934, in spreading the alarm that his car had been
stolen. Sheriff R. W. Smith was located in a downtown
barber shop, and he hurried to the county jail. There he
found Jailer Melton locked in the “bull pen,” and quickly
released him. Melton had stopped the flow from his wound
with a tourniquet made from his handkerchief, and he in-
sisted on arming himself and joining the posse which was
quickly formed to trail the desperadoes.

OFFICERS in near-by towns were notified of the break,

and within a short time all main highways were being
patrolled. Cars containing suspicious looking male passen-
gers were stopped and the occupants questioned. But, as
darkness fell, it became apparent that the fugitives had
eluded the dragnet.

How or when Bunch obtained the pistol was never estab-
lished, although the authorities believed that it had been slip-
ped to him by a jail visitor. It was not until many days
later that the gangsters’ movements
could be traced. .

They fled down the Asheville high-
way for only a few miles after the
break, and then turned off onto a side-
road. They followed back country
trails until they reached the vicinity
of White Pine, about twelve miles
north of Newport, and there they hid
the roadster in a clump of trees, a
hundred yards off the road. They
waited until evening, and went to a
house near by, where they changed
clothes and ate. Campbell left Bunch
and McCoig there, and returned to, his
home.

At the suggestion of McCoig, the
two gangsters then crept up to the
home of James Sams, a farmer who had
been McCoig’s benefactor, and stole a
touring car which belonged to the
farmer’s son, Bill Sams. They drove
into North Carolina, robbed half a
dozen filling stations in rapid succes-
sion, and a week later, with a stake of
about $100, slunk back into Claiborne

Detective

Three bandits stalked into the Citizens’ Bank at Tazewell,
Tennessee (above). With pistols leveled they threatened the
employees and customers, and escaped with over $2,000 in loot

several weeks, and then one evening during the last week in
July, Sheriff Smith was summoned to the telephone in the
county jail office at Newport.

“This is Clarence Bunch,” a voice said. “Guess you re-
member me, don’t you—me and Gus McCoig?”

There followed, then, a string of oaths. The Sheriff knew
from the vile language that it must be Bunch.

“Me and Gus are coming over there and tear your old
jail apart. Get ready—we’re coming!” Bunch threatened
and slammed up the receiver.

Needless to say, Sheriff Smith, and a squad of deputies, did
get ready to welcome the gangsters with flying lead, but they
didn’t appear to make good their threat to demolish the jail.

That same evening, Jailer W. A. Martin received a similar
telephone call at the county jail at Danbridge, the seat of
Jefferson County.

“This here is Gus McCoig,” a voice drawled. “Me and
Clarence Bunch are coming over there and turn loose all the
boys you got locked up. No sense in them not getting fresh
air this kind of weather.”

Jailer Martin and a squad of deputies were prepared for

any eventualities in Danbridge, but the telephone call proved
only an idle threat. That same week, however, Bunch and
McCoig broke into a hardware store next door to the jail at
Danbridge, and escaped with three rifles, two .38 caliber pis-
tols, and several hundred rounds of ammunition.
: Shortly after this they raided the
country store belonging to Arthur
Breeden, at Sulphur Springs, about a
mile from the McCoig home. They
helped themselves to cigarettes and
canned goods, took nearly $100 from
the money box, and then brazenly shot
at the wall telephone until they had
put it out of commission.

Sheriff S. B. Churchman and Deputy
Mack Franklin arrived from Dan-
bridge before they left, and engaged
the pair in a gun fight. But the des-
peradoes shot their way through and
escaped. Residents were especially
aroused over this raid, for Breeden had
advanced food and supplies to the Mc-
Coig family of twenty children for sev-
eral years, frequently when he saw lit-
tle prospects of ever being paid for it.
Gus McCoig himself had lived on the
merchant’s bounty.

Bill Sams had filed charges against
the two gangsters for stealing his car.
Bunch and McCoig drove past the
Sams home one evening and riddled

County, Tennessee, and hid out in a
cabin on Bunchtown Ridge until their
money was gone.

Nothing was heard of them for

“Wait a minute, boys,” said Sheriff L. B.
Hutchison (above), as he cornered the
Murdering Troubadours. With a snarl
of rage, Gus McCoig raised his gun—
and fired. The courageous officer lay still

the front with gunfire. They used a
high-powered rifle and a .45 caliber
automatic pistol. One of the rifle
slugs tore through the siding and into

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Tennessee’s Murdering Troubadours 43

In the fastnesses of the Appalachian Mountains, McCoig and
Bunch lay concealed in a cabin at Bunchtown Ridge (X),
after they had slunk back to Tennessee following their escape

the wall not six inches above the bed where Mr. and Mrs.
James Sams were sleeping.

Early on the evening of August 5th, deputies under Sheriff
J. Wesley Brewer, of Knoxville, engaged the outlaws in a
gun fight following the robbery of the Holt filling station at
Burlington. None of the officers was wounded, and so far as
they knew, none of the gangsters. Good Asbury and Charlie
Bounds, two Claiborne County youths, had now joined Mc-
Coig and Bunch.

They were armed with .45 caliber automatics, and were
using a stolen car. They changed autos frequently, but drove
only Ford V-8 sedans. When they saw on the highway a car
that they wanted, they stopped it, robbed the passengers,
and drove it off. Their highway robberies became so numer-
ous that auto clubs issued warnings to tourists to travel
through East Tennessee with the utmost caution.

On the evening of August 6th, the night following the
Burlington gun battle, the quartet robbed the Blue Bird
Restaurant at New Tazewell, Claiborne County, breaking
all the windows and mirrors with pistol fire before they left.
Bunch, who did all the driving, misjudged a corner on the
highway after leaving New Tazewell, and the getaway car
rolled over into a ditch, near the farm home of Clarence
Richardson, at Midway. The bandits escaped with only
minor bruises.

They stole Richardson’s sedan and continued their flight,
but the car did not appeal to them
so they hailed C. E. Williams, of
Knoxville, on the highway, and forced
him to surrender his auto, along with
his watch and bankroll. While they
were transferring to Williams’ car, a
truck driven by Dave Gwinn, also of
Knoxville, slowed to a stop alongside
them.

“Get to
snarled.

Without warning he emptied his pis-
tol at Gwinn. One of the slugs struck
the driver in the right leg and he was
forced to undergo surgical treatment
at a hospital.

The gang fled back to Bunchtown
Ridge after this shooting, and suddenly
appeared at the home of Dr. O. JD.
Miller, on Lone Mountain. It was
around midnight and the physician and
his family had retired.

Not recognizing his callers, Dr. Mil-
ler admitted them. With drawn pistol,
Bunch ordered him to treat a wound
in MeCoig’s leg, suffered, he said, when

out of here!” Bunch

“I’ve got Clarence here, under arrest,” de-

with the Knoxville Sheriff’s officers the preceding evening.
“Get busy or I’ll plug you,” Bunch growled when Dr.
Miller hesitated, and a long chain of oaths dripped from his
repulsive mouth, which was twisted into a sneer now as he
waved his pistol threateningly. r
McCoig, who had walked into the house carrying a guitar

‘in one hand and a pistol in the other, calmly strummed
the guitar and sang a mountain tune while Dr. Miller probed

for the bullet.

“Clarence, there, does the driving and most of the shooting,
and I furnish the music. I have to serenade the girl friends,
and keep them happy,” McCoig explained to the physician.

IT" should be noted here that McCoig was seeking to pic-

ture himself as “a glamorous character, as he did at
every opportunity. In reality, he was a human rat.

Law enforcement officers from several counties had been
chasing the gangsters for several days, and this evening a
squad of city police officers, under the personal direction of
Public Safety Director Walter Anderson, had driven out from
Knoxville to reinforce thé manhunt.

A group of deputy sheriffs on the staff of Mrs. Frank Riley,
Sheriff of Claiborne County, had been only a short distance
behind when the bandits had raced up Lone Mountain to the
physician’s home. Before Dr. Miller had completed dressing
McCoig’s wound, these officers had surrounded the house,
and as the quartet departed, the men in ambush opened fire.

The gangsters dodged into the shadows outside, and began
blazing away. But the night was dark, and none of the
marksmen could see a target. More than a hundred shots
were exchanged, but no one was wounded. The gangsters
abandoned their stolen car and fled through the woods on
foot, the three able-bodied outlaws taking turns in aiding
McCoig, who limped badly from his leg injury. Good Asbury,
the newest recruit, led the other three to the mountain home
of his sister, Mrs. Harry Gorley, which was near by, and they
sought refuge in the haymow of the barn.

In the meantime, the Knoxville police officers had joined
the deputy sheriffs at the home of Dr. Miller, and, using flash-
lights despite the danger of making themselves good targets,
finally managed to trail the desperadoes to the Gorley home.
But they arrived too late. The four had changed their plans
and had departed, borrowing a horse for McCoig to ride.

It was found impossible to trail them this time, for they
went down a road where their tracks could not be dis-
tinguished from countless others. Just before dawn, how-
ever, a posse of seventeen Claiborne County officers surprised
them on a lonely mountain trail atop Bunchtown Ridge.
There was another brief gun battle before they escaped once
more, with no casualties on either side.

By noon that: day, plans were being made on many fronts
to stamp out the gang, once and for all.
Governor Hill McAlister, of Tennessee,
had announced that the State would
post $1,000 reward for capture of the
two leaders, and authorities were con-
sidering the feasibility of establishing
a general headquarters from which the
entire manhunt could be directed.
Newspapers throughout Tennessee were
calling the bandits “The Purple Gang
of the South,” and several papers had
“war correspondents” covering de-
velopments.

As the day wore on, squads of offi-
cers were detailed to block all roads
leading down from Bunchtown Ridge.
In this way, it was hoped, the danger-
ous quartet might be kept from mak-
ing raids on the surrounding country-
side until such time as a posse could
smoke them out from their hiding
place. The blockade seemed to be ef-
fective, for the gang was not heard
from that evening.

Early next morning, however, Police
Chief C. H. Minton. of Middlesboro,

thay Hdd wrecks Slee ae ] K “ky, received a tin which on

they had wrecked their car an hour clared former Sheriff Sam Roach (above), pontine ky Te ceived : tip which sent
earlier. When the physician examined when Knoxville officers trapped the noto. 4m hurrying into Clauborne County.
the wound, MeCoig finally admitted rious bandit, Clarence Bunch. Dramatic He went first to Tazewell, where he
thar he had been shot in the gun battle and unexpected developments ensued was joined by Deputy Sheriff Bol,


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Tennessee's Murdering Troubadours 45

: . C. Franklin and W. H. Gregg, were cruising in Car Num-
er 102.

“That’s where Charlie Epperson lives—C. T. Epperson—
he’s pees arrested for bootlegging,” Patrolman Gregg ob-
served.

In a few minutes the officers arrived at the address given,
and stepped quickly from their car. The Sheriff was not in
sight. But as they approached the porch of the house, Pa-
trolman Bunch saw something that made him reach for his
pistol. Standing just inside the door were two men, and he
recognized one as Clarence Bunch, the much-wanted fugitive,
and the other as Sheriff Sam Roach, of near-by Grainger
County. The patrolmen dashed into the house and sur-
rounded the pair. P

“Take it easy, boys,” Sheriff Roach said. “I’ve got Clarence,
here, under arrest. Got a Grainger County warrant for
him.”

“We'd better go down to the jail and talk this over,” Pa-
trolman Franklin suggested.

THE five men stepped out onto the porch, and as they «

were going down the steps, Sheriff Brewer and Deputy
Kirby pulled up in front of the house.

“Get Roach’s gun,” Sheriff Brewer shouted to the Knoxville
officers.

Clarence Bunch’s face twisted in rage.

ro with you! Ybu can’t do that!” he cried.

Then, in a twinkling, he had jerked Sheriff Roach’s gun
from its holster. He ran a few steps across the yard, wheeled,
and began firing in the general direction of Sheriff Brewer’s
car. . Almost instantly there was an answering rat-a-tat-tat
from the machine-gun Chief Deputy Kirby was carrying. The
first few bullets found their mark, spun the desperado com-
pletely around. As his knees buckled, more slugs bored into
him. He was dead before he struck the ground. Later
twenty-three bullet holes were counted in his body.

Thus ended the career of one of Tennessee’s ranking
public enemies.

(Below) Former Sheriff
Walter Hill, of Crossville,
is pictured with his wife,
Effie, as they stand in front:
of the cabin inside which
they captured Gus McCoig

(Above) In a cabin in this tour-
ist camp near Crossville, Ten-
nessee, Gus McCoig, leader of
the gang responsible for the
fear-frenzy that hung over Ten-
nessee, was finally trapped

In a statement issued after he returned to the Knoxville
jail with Sheriff Roach and Roach’s Chief Deputy, H. V.
Vann, under arrest, Sheriff Brewer said that he held informa-
tion indicating that’ Roach had been harboring Clarence
Bunch for a week before the shooting, and that for the last
two days, they had been together fn Knoxville.

Chief Deputy Vann was later freed and given a ‘clean bill
of innocence, but Sheriff Roach and Mrs. C. T. Epperson were
finally convicted on the harboring charges. Each was fined
$50 and sentenced to serve six months in the workhouse, but
the prison terms ultimately were suspended, although Sheriff
Roach served a short period.

When Gus McCoig, in his cell at Tazewell, was informed
that his pal had been shot to death by officers, he merely
shrugged his shoulders. “

“Guess that leaves me a lot of unfinished business,” he said.

McCoig and Charlie Bounds were convicted on two counts
of robbery and were sentenced to serve fifteen years on each
count in the State Prison at Nashville. Good Asbury and
more of their erstwhile accomplices were also rounded up and
sentenced to long prison terms. Residents of East Tennessee
rested easily again; but their respite lasted only a little more
than a year. The period of terrorism that followed was more
frightening than any that had gone before.

McCoig had been assigned to work in the hosiery mill at
the prison, and there he had grown friendly with a young
highwayman, eighteen-year-old Pete Dean, of Nashville, who
had been sentenced to a five-year term, and George Wilbur
Moss, twenty-three-year-old Lauderdale robber, also under
a five-year sentence.

Shortly after noon on December 3rd, 1935, Deputy Warden

-Ed Connors drove his car inside the walls, returning from

lunch at his home, and parked it beside the hosiery mill.
Before he could get out, Pete Dean leaped into the seat be-
side him and pressed a knife to his throat. McCoig and
Moss quickly climbed into the back seat and the former
shoved a wrench, which felt like a pistol, between the Deputy
Warden’s shoulder blades.

“Drive out of here,” the bandits ordered.

Deputy Warden Connors hesitated. He was prod-
ded in the back with the wrench. “Get moving or
Tl drill a hole right through you,’ McCoig threat:
ened. The officer remembering the gangster’s repu-
tation as a desperate man, started the motor of his
car, and drove toward the gate.

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44 Master

Robinson and a smal! posse. Presently the men were de-
ployed around the home of Jim McCulley, on Bunchtown
Ridge. Chief Minton and Deputy Robinson slipped quietly
up to the front door and Minton knocked while Robinson,
with pistol drawn, hugged the side of the house prepared to
cover whoever answered the rap.

No sound was heard inside and the men had about decided
the cabin was deserted when the door swung open and.a tall
mountaineer stepped across the threshold.

Minton, startled, jerked out his pistol.
Culley?” he demanded.

“Yes, sir!”

At that moment the Chief saw a figure move inside the
little house, and he quickly pointed his weapon. Deputy
Robinson, noticing his sudden movement, leaped out, and
the two officers sprang through the door. A tall, blond youth
stood with his back to the fire.

“Reckon vou want me,” he said, grinning.
Coig.”

He was quickly frisked, but found to be unarmed. Hand-
cufis were snapped around his wrists, and he was soon locked
up in the jail at Tazewell. His wound had made it neces-
sary for him to desert his fast-traveling companions for a
few days’ rest, and he had finally found his way to the Me-
Culley place where, he said, he was unknown.

“T was plumb wore out—just too tired to get going,” he
explained to newspapermen who interviewed him in his cell.
He readily admitted half a dozen robberies and promised to
confess to more “if I could only remember them.” Chief Min-
ton told the reporters that a MeCulley neighbor had notified
him of the presence of a “suspicious-looking man,” in the
mountaineer’s cabin. “We didn’t think it was really one of
the outlaws or we wouldn’t have taken the chances we did,”
he added.

Residents throughout East Tennessee were greatly relieved
when the news was flashed that one of the leaders was behind
bars. But the officers still had a difficult job on their hands
in rounding up the elusive Clarence Bunch and his two
companions. Just how difficult their task would be was ap-
parent that same evening when the trio managed in some
way to run the blockade around Bunchtown Ridge. A short
time later they raced down the main street of the little town
of Rutledge in a stolen car, and, although traveling at seventy
miles an hour, managed to shoot out most of the store win-
dows in the business district.

“Are you Jim Mc-

“Tm Me-

HE next day, deputies under Chief Deputy Frank Riley,
former Sheriff and husband of the current Sheriff of Clai-
borne County, raided the farm home of Clarence Bunch’s
mother, and there arrested Nell Payne, a pretty, brown-haired
girl from Cocke County. The officers asserted that she was
i sweetheart of the desperado and they held her on a charge

f harboring him.

” Also locked up were Jim McCulley, in whose home Mc-
Coig had been arrested; Harry Gorley, who had loaned Mc-
Coig the horse, and Anse Epperson and Woodrow Bundren,
Gorley neighbors. All were charged
with harboring the gangsters, but
later the cases were dropped, and
they were cleared of the charges, as
was Nell Payne.

Days passed, during which heavily
armed officers did sentry duty outside
the Tazewell jail, expecting at any
moment that Bunch might attempt
to free his captured pal. Then Charlie
Bounds, one of the three gangsters at
large, was arrested near Tazewell. He
told the officers that Bunch had left
“for Detroit.” The very. next day,
however, the cursing desperado ap-
peared in Knoxville with two uniden-
tified companions. He robbed and
beat Albert Mullanax, 21-year-old
youth who had been forced to accept
a ride in the gangsters’ stolen car.

For the next few days, Bunch re-
mained in and around Knoxville, and
several times police officers engaged
him in gunplay, but he invariably
escaped unseathed. One afternoon

Detective

Patrolman E. A. “Slim” Carr, of the Knoxville Police Depart-
ment, was shot through the cheek while pursuing Bunch. Had
the bullet been two inches higher, it would have killed him
instantly. Several times, police cars were returned to the
garage fairly riddled by Bunch gunfire.

Finally, on Wednesday afternoon, August 21lst—a week
more than three months after McCoig and Bunch had shot
their way out of the Cocke County jail—Sheriff Brewer re-
ceived a surprising telephone call at his Knoxville office. The
caller identified himself as Clarence Bunch.

“What kind of a deal will you give me if I surrender?” the
bandit asked, without preliminaries.

“As the High Sheriff of. Knox County, I won't give you
any kind of deal,” Brewer quickly replied. “And I'll get vou
whether you surrender or not—mark what I say!”

“Oh now, Sheriff,” the voice drawled, “don’t be so mean
If you'll promise to hold me for only one robbery, rll tell
you right where you can come and get me—tomorrow.”

Brewer was furious at the gangster’s audacity. “I won't
even talk to you,” he replied, “except to tell vou vou can't
get away with this!”

An assistant had been busy tracing the origin of the call,
and it was found to have come from a pay station in an out-
lving drug store. Before officers could get there, Bunch had
disappeared. But one of his companions had been recognized,
and the officers at least had a clue to follow in running down
this man. They made good progress, and twenty-four hours
later, they were able to telephone the Sheriff important
news

Brewer and his Chief Deputy, Tom Kirby, the latter car-
rying a machine-gun, piled into a car and roared away from
the jail office. A few minutes later, the Knoxville police radio
crackled with a vital message:

“Car Number 102, go to 2852 Lay Avenue, Park City, and
help the Sheriff make an arrest... Car Number 102, go to
2852 Lay Avenue, Park City, and help the Sheriff make an
arrest... .”

Police officers Carl Bunch (no relative of the desperado),

Nell Payne (/eft). Through no fault
of her own she became enmeshed in
the sinister web of the venomous out-
law, Clarence Bunch, whose career was
brought to a _ well-deserved end

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to this. predicting it would lead to all kinds of vice and killings.
Subsequent events proved him right.

Besides the idleness of the prisoners, the penitentiary was
faced with the problem of increasingly overcrowded condi-
tions. It was built to accomodate 1,500 prisoners, but the
number committed kept increasing until it had grown to 2.365
near the end of the new warden’s four-year term.

Idleness, overcrowding, and poverty transformed the ram-
shackled old prison into a real hellhole. There were robberies
and rapes every day. Fist fights and knife fights were common.
During an eighteen-month period, there were fifty-seven brutal
killings, most of them entered on official records as “death
by natural causes.” None of the murderers were ever brought
to trial. Homosexuality was the chief cause of such killings,
although gambling and armed robbery accounted for several.

Life was cheap and uncertain. Though there were beatings
and floggings every day, discipline was a lost word. The men
still lined up for chow time, but when they were on the yard
and in the wings they did pretty much as they pleased.

Many of the more cowardly formed two to four man gangs.
These gangs would hold knives or dirks on timid prisoners
and take their tobacco or what money they had.

Once four of these desperadoes attempted to rob an old
man in the crowded cell house, right in the presence of three

wing guards. When the old fellow resisted and yelled for help,
one of the gang plunged a foot-long dirk all the way through
his frail body. Though this killing took place in the presence
of at least twenty-five witnesses, including the three armed

iards, the men responsible weren't even locked up. —

[One day while the warden was on a speaking tour in Ohio,
three prisoners pulled dirks on Frog and forced him to take
them to freedom. This incident was embarrassing to both
officials, for the trio turned out to be real desperadoes, robbing
banks and killing a high sheriff before they were caught,
convicted, and sentenced to the electric chair. One of them
was executed, but the other two had their sentences commuted
to ninety-nine years each.

One of the three young men had met and married a very
beautiful redhead shortly before his capture. His teen-age wife

78 "neue! (beg (bor Heros Hrredluff- pb l tein 7 Dectly Mle No ithe idol f cit,

en eetabets oe

pm se!

was from the hill country and was as ignorant as she was
beautiful. She was very much in love with her husband and
concerned over his fate. But the warden, a lady's man, became
infatuated with her and took full advantage of the situation.

He promised her that his influence with the governor would
save her husband from the electric chair. He paid all her bills
on visits to the prison and soon succeeded in getting her to
agree to trysts with him.

The girl tried at first to keep the affair with the warden
secret, but her lover’s attentiveness and overzealousness made
her efforts futile. Instead of letting a guard take her to death
row, as was the custom in all other cases, the warden escorted
her himself—and she stayed as long as she wished.

Her husband couldn’t help realizing what was going on,
but he was helpless. He was tortured with jealousy, and some
of his fellow inmates found pleasure in ribbing him about the
situation. He accused his wife bitterly, and shortly after his
sentence was commuted she broke down and confessed everv-
thing, excusing herself by saving, “Well. darling, it was for
your own sake.”

That was her last visit to him. Within a few weeks she
got a divorce.

This young man was a striking example of the degenerative
effect American prisons have on prisoners. He had a fine
personality and was a good musician. He was committed to
prison first on car theft charge and was shot and seriously
wounded by a Nashville policeman while he was being driven
to jail.

He was the only child of parents who owned and operated
a large dairy, and they spent a fortune to obtain his freedom.
Meanwhile, during twelve or thirteen years of confinement,
he took up the dope habit and became a confirmed homosexual.
He made no attempt to hide these faults, but always had a
good job through the help of the prison chaplain and outside
influences.

He was mistrusted by the general prison population and

was considered a “rat” as well as a pervert. This unpopularity |

stemmed mainly from statements he and the other fellow,
whose sentence was also commuted, made to the governor,

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putting all the blame on the third man and causing him to
Ie executed. They boasted frequently in prison that the one
who was “fried” was innocent of the real killing, and the real
trigger man was the pervert's cuitar-plaving buddy, also a
homosexual.

Since his release some vears ago, this man has succeeded
in staying out of trouble. He kicked the dope habit, got a
job selling insurance, married again, and made a new life for
himself an unusually happy ending in such a case. J
Tt wasn’t long until I made my second escape attempt. and
it was much bolder and more dangerous than the first. Even
though we were not punished for trying to dig out, and the
officials knew that those of us in isolation had been given a
bum rap, it was the middle of June before we were returned
to regular cells. Then it wasn’t Frog who released us, even
though our five months confinement had already served his

olitical purpose; the warden ordered us put back in regular
cells when it became evident Frog wasn’t going to do anything
about it.

My colleague in the second escape attempt was Larry
Turner, who reminded me of a somewhat more stable David
Wilson. He had black hair, a round face, and dark blue eyes.
He was stocky and had the hard, rough features of the notorious
Pretty Boy Floyd. He was from Mississippi, but he had been
sent up from Knoxville in the spring of 1931 on four counts
of armed robbery.

The prison wall is about twenty feet high, topped by a
five-foot barbed wire fence charged with twenty-three hundred
volts of electricity. As discouraging as this is to would-be fence
climbers, there have been some escapes over the wall, and
a few have been killed in the attempt, either by gunfire or
electrocution.

Larry got the notion that, with a little help from several
of his long-term friends, including Harvey Allison and me,
the wall could be made. Instead of trying to sneak over it
at some point away from a guard tower, he wanted to go
over at the trap gate and capture the guard in the control

tower.
On the surface this scheme seemed foolhardy, but when

80

we stopped to think about the relative risks involved, it made
more sense than some of the other escape plans. |

Just help build the ladder and then watch for me,” said
Larry. “Ill go up and cut the fence, grab the screw (g ard)
take his guns, and open the gates.” 7 ‘

There was plenty of wood in the foundry vard where huge

stacks of wooden molds were stored. This place was “shally
deserted, and it was near the trap gate. ,

There were five of us in on the escape attempt. We got
our heads together to figure how long a ladder it would take—
and we got five different answers. Larry, having the biggest
pean came up with the longest ladder-—alout for ly

eet!

| Larry, you don't need a damn ladder that long,” I told
him. “The wall’s only twenty feet high.” °
. But he insisted, and since it was his plan, we built it accord-
ing to his specifications. We built it out of long boards two
inches setts nailed end to end and spliced with long heavy

anks. Was an awkw apti i ]
Pe five of us to pick it a contraption, and so heavy it took

The trap gateman, a relief guard, was one-eyed. Around
eleven-thirty in the morning, he went into the tower to eat
his noon meal. During this time we planned to ease the ladder
up against the trap-gate portion of the wall, and Larry, armed
with heavily insulated pliers and a ten-inch dirk would craw]
up and cut the wire. Then he would sneak along the broad
top of the wall Indian-fashion, put a dirk on the surprised
guard, take his guns and keys, and open the gates for . At
this time of day, the normal crew of trap-gate guards SSce
either eating their dinner or waiting for the iain line at the
mess halls, so we had a good chance of getting out.

The time came, Larry got his pliers and dirk, and the five |
of us picked up the ladder and hurried as fast as we could
to the wall. The slick plank ladder seemed to grow longer
as we quietly raised one end higher and higher against the
wall. Even when it reached the top, the lower end was about
thirty-five feet from the base of the wall. It sagged in the
middle, but there was little danger that it would break. It
looked so ridiculous I had to laugh. a

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{Ce-o beri! Reeder, at the conclusion of the
‘gbove, asked McPherson if he wished to
"add ansthing to that statement, and the
‘prieoner in a frm voice spoke as fol-
2 IOWE: =: :

juseutlt is the genoral belief among
ei) people that my father killed Walker.
: Fre vasuu't, be had nothing to do with
<sitaed he is now des time for
‘Ssomething he didn't do. I am trust-
ag in the Lord.”

vA “S {ng those about him good bye. He xbook
“Avehands with everybody, calling many by
eecnames> He reached far ont from the
V2 ecaffold to shake hands with all. He was
Sgt athe jeast excited When he had
‘ehaken hands with all, he agnin shook
hands with Dr. Atchley anying “CGooodhbye
“Brother Atchley,” and to this, the min-

“fester who has stood bs McPherson to

“waa “ndjusted and when put on, Me
Therson’s face showed the suffering that
che anticipated in the severance of earth-
*gyody ties,
Seo: Prayer wan offered by Dr, Atchley
Sos and at 3:54, prayer was offered by Rer.
eye Dawei it was while the black enp
2 Wwas'being adjested that MaPherson aak-
Seed for another prayer by Dr. Atchley.
YS2Hettinn spoke to: Sheriff Reeder, re-
Wexting that Mr. Jones take charxe of
Gige Fehiains ‘and that the public not be
permiticd to view them at the jail. At
tour Helnek prayer was offered by Rey,
¢Atchley-and then Rev. Dowell and the
“eourthatsé clock chimed four as the sup-
plication went on high.

email, “|. /¢ommend your apirit to

3 wits eg
<exArdvon ready John?” inquired Sher-

woe An’ a Jong breath and to the second in-
ae e quiry. he replied three times “Goodbye”
hsp In a clear voice—and then the trap was
oe, Bprung. :
vot) ead in filreen minutes.” announced
CDr..Rooker after the body had hung mo-
tionlexs for some time. There was
reeis.a strugsie from the body.
t'4:25 the beady was removed
With Dr. Rooker were Drs. J. B. Par-
3 pe cocper, counts physician; Hl. M.
eRebhins, J. BR. Johnson, R. M. Me-
a-Cowan and W. D, Fox. °

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¢
‘Great Sea of Umbrellas.

ASpabid f the jail a great crowd tmd
sea rathered. Tt was raining moat of the
Jo 2Aafternoon and a great sea of umbrelins
vis Nowere raleed in the atreeta, extending on
GMS) J*eince street nearly to Main avenue and
Sou Hill aynue half way to Gay atrect
3 | aleA west of the jail on Hill avenne.
Phe porches of the anvall honses opposite

<At 3:45, John McPherson began tell-;

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a UP 0 Ci LD Ca eRe ee awe s we)
e tehley and then Rev. Dowell and the ann
urthouse-clock chimed four as the sup-| req
lira tion. went on high. ;
ae we Sora. Ths Trap Was Sprung. wet
id fae * , and
: 225A minute after four o'clock, Dr. Atch-} © pe
c sey said, “! commend your spirit to] gis
; 1; Goad.” :
Ae Nee sou rendy John?" inquired Sher | the
' iff Reeder, At |
{ 2.84) anit a minute,” he replied and took ston
j “ in Jong breath and to the second in- seni
< quiry; he replied three times “ yoodbye” witl
ia ae a octear. yoice—and then the trap was]  pas{ |
; . “ 7 : 4 Tt = x ey
 ialicicisatenaeianomnmtin) rasan Rh A Sele cet ' nh fifteen minutes,” announced “api 6
eg eli entcn uibicpabhen sor we! : ‘ Ree Ne er after the body had hung mo-| pe
3 ey tion era for some time. There was Rey, ;
nt t 2o3 ; sae acarcely a steugsie from the body. chu
se cig a tm sonchrctis hin ‘ AEA A body was removed ate’s ts
ALE TE PNT, NETS ” pogeeece sc AVith Dr. Booker were Drs. J. B. Par-| me tao 2 ee
: “ i Ds Sere ‘i moe ya riket former county physician; Hl. M. Anne eronaaie
¥ : Pett odbitis, J. R. Johnson, R. M. Me- Rryan
: ; kokowan and W. D. Fox. ef Flo
te: Di &*Great Sea of Umbrellas. co
i SOMntxide of the jail a great crowd had The
i eet att Sead | is thera h o Tt was raining most of the] eq ane
: ' fafternoon. and a great sea of umbrelins | panse | Wi cia tebe Milan
: “i ‘be seeming " ‘St-were raised in the streeta, extending on eed aa UA ea
i Se eee : 4 y'rince street nenrly to Main avenue and
‘ pea Rees ap te SEE te Sone MEL naynue half way to Gny street ARRi
ae v4 esis) Pie iors: 2.8 Py
f se @iil-alen west of the jail on Hill avenne. bes
‘ Phe -porches of the snrall houses opposite
} Rhe ital were full of people. The crowd
; Oe weenied enrions but not demonstrative. Jack \
von Evety sqrt of ruse was resorted to bY | arrival \
i eamany.to obtain ndmixsion to the Jaf) to | the tar
1 kee, the hanging. Of tho-e on the inside ! og Jac
i “Permitted to Kee tt, however, many did |ny the
{ enot axail themse'ves of the opportunity, Pdepart
seg Bin} there avure fewer people around the legatio
. ' f j eikeaffont than at former hangings. } the Jac
! Pt@sAt the request of Sheriff Reeder Dr. | tee of
Aad fehles punonnerd to the crowd at 4:20! delegat
i LO tlack that jc was the request of Mo- | organtz
{ ePherson that the pudlie not he allowed ja mem?
| ‘ Pissee his remains. Many then dispers Gove
{ NO Pte was: estimated: that more than | eral ea
‘S¥leee thousand people gathered about the | body
{ ‘Jail. : ‘ . ) The
: “Those witnessing the hanging were of his
j Wty suchen are admitted by law. Sheriff ; where
: Sf Reeder Hid over twenty-fire hundred re. | 2 p.m.
2 FNqnests from people wanting to see the The
4 hanging det had te turn down all with | closing
out exception, Wed nes:
tt} —_ ——————-- 0 Flags 0
mast.
| HIWASSEE STATION. | cave
i epee
| {i stliwasyee Station, Tenn. Mar.4 22.—
f “Mikes Vefnon Collins is visiting her sis-
padege Mrs. .-\. R. Arp of Etowah, this] Ag g Pog
ya Shee
oe sen % AP Mial Mare Kirkland is visitng home- cee
Sars at: McFarland. Tallahaas | * eee
SSkeThe little xon of Mr. and Mra, H.R. | of the deq ii ais
4 sy\twood in rapidly improving from a se- Florida, w,
Nias oat: EET Lebgrere poaeh and cold eontrveted “during | Prefonnd
<ethe eiltes davs of dast week. away from: er ote gee
+ ait Mr. R. M. Collins is afflicted with sev- appointing ‘ mii
veral Jarge carbuncles on hin neck which | WH! nett
a reem to he Mowly Improving. tll after
YS Misa Pauline Colling has heen a daily | S'CCesor
yjsitor In’ Rellance the past week. sion and
WAoMr. W. A. Collins bas returned home Geclare bt
shfrn a visit to his farm in Bradley | (ates ere
S¢conoty where he has been making pre- G. A, Ca
‘parations to collect rents for the present Bryan ‘
PS year. nings,
~ VW. §. Carey will visit homefolks SPECU
; 3 See Alr. and Mra. H. R. Arwood and little
yaon Lewis. will make a pleasure trip =
SFto. Bine Ridge, Ga., one day next week.
oleMiaaTenh Collins, little daughter of : yee
ER SoM. Collins. was the guest of her Mobite, °4
grandfather, W. A. Collins, Saturday, | F'*. spect
4 hpodthe revenue officera captured anot pra aida
* ee a i outfit mest) this place Bal-liam J. Br a
j ‘ $3743, : ' recestly. }
{ ; Ms *: oe Appear ceod Renstc
} ed ‘) he folio ® ment being
ae De ; 1 2 as ke nt wechgea. Te although hé¢
te : bh a a few tre |
ieee ; Ase os patie! bby
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ts greseman
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ment, Dictated by |
lemented With a
this Father of any

. He Ex-
mplicity in the Crime..

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Trap of the

Was Not Sprung Until Two

Minutes ‘After Four, M‘Pherson’s Friends Hoping that

Gov. Patterson Would at

Last Send the Word Which

Would gave the Condemned Man’s Life—Great Crowd

Around the Jail.

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$3?
John MePheregm was hanged at the
Iknex county jagiuat 4462 oclock Mon-

day nftertoon, At ifeventern minutes af-
ter gour, the atfeb ding plysicians pro-
nounced kim deag, death following In
fifteen minutes “Ppom the qument the
trayy was sprung. }

Tie demands «pil the law which says

“thou shake not I" had been met, os
the laws of ed hee kKnewn oud vruae-
ficeed among men, it

The hanging nh

place abont two

clock, but at the re-
quest of the dagghed man and bis at-
torney, John C Jloak, both of whom
seemed to exnee§ fiat Gsovernor Patter-
son would, at the dast, Wire a counnuta-
tion of the sent pe, the exeouliou wus
delayed until! ty our of four p'clowk.
John McPherg@ met death bravely.
It wes net brane bet a deternination
schoo'ed by thegfPachinss of the minis-
ters who have cBiien with hia much of
the time for t® past two or firee
» frenzy of deterntina-
coo), calin deliberate
a » all, As 4 the

tion, either, ba
bravery that
black cap Waa
pression of inf
face which wa
esting the ia
and the desire

Shortly befor
the beginning <
on the seaff laf
Tread McPhersg
bad written oy

e, feeling crossed

tenes,

live. a a be
mr o'clock, follwing
the redgicus segvices
Rer. W. A. Atéhley
atatement whieb ihe
Rt the condemned man's
dictation a vho$t¥time before. This was
supplemented ‘a few words from Me-

Pherson in which he state] that -an fm-
pression prevailed that bi« father had
killed Deputy Sheriff Walker, He ald
he wanted :to correct this impression,
that hin father had no pare tn the MH-

been plinned vo take)

Oh. ; 3 '
ing A:ljusted, ans ex-
is}

,erowds began grther.ng at the eounty
1 jail, and even before that hour the tele-
phenea began ringing and inquiries us
to whether any word had been received
fron the governor caine fast up till two
Owook, the services of two men being
necessary to answer the jail “phones.
After two o'clock the Inquiries were
about equally divided as to whether the
Cavernor bad acted or McPherson had

,
His Last Night on Earth.
It was nenrly four o'clock Monday

morning tha: John MePherson retired.
He remained awake talking to Deputy
Sheriffs ALL. MaClain and Frank Burk.
hart, who were guarding his cell, Earlier
in the night he wrote several letters.
TWO Me

He arese at an early hour but beyand
driuking a cup of coffee, partook very
sparinzty of breakfast. His mother, for
Whem there ix much sympathy. aewom-
pamied by Mrs.) Mortimer | Thonrgpsen,
Was among the ealiers during the morn-
Ing. ‘The parting seene wag affecting.
Mra, McPherson sald she was glad that
John wos ready to die and expressed
the hepe that they meet in leaven. She
aml Mrs. Theanjson had arrived 9 few
hbeurs before from Hern Springs where
; they saw Governar Patterson and made
ta dast appeal to him in Joun’s behalf.
Wo this appeal,’ Governor Patterson lis-
plened, bunt he would offer them no hope,
Donald MeVherson and Mrs.” Delia
i Jebnson. brother amd sister of MePher-
J son, called Inter dy the morning and to
them tie condematd man talkéd — for
sume time, and regeewte! them to return
Jater in the day*ae “Sed him -good-bye.
: Religions Services.
McPherson regugeeedl Sheriff Reeder
that he send Drv t Atchley, pastor
(of the Broadw Pogrtist church and
Rev. F. M. Med>apeeil, pastor of the
Gillespie street t church to. bis
Tcell, stating that, did vot want to
‘ace others, He w2 only a few friends
‘with him, and neé the morbidly curions,
‘The minSters cebductel services © and
Rang, praved wee read from the ascrip-
Ptupes, John MePheracon joined in the

Te eC en er ead


wreeseyy a6 ws sate ‘QUAY | GACH Lik Cade BET YOO He Sate Sa

- | “After he bad been -handcuffed, { he satons with frienda went on, He be: 9°.
ee] fete Ses ie eset air ities toa See
directed that they de civen to his broth- | 4, chile "

we from  Na@phrilie.: ale.
-requested that Sheriff 9

er er Donald. There wert several pairt of, Renter pokiqmmethe executioninatil four
oe ; <nff buttons, two-rings, and other spall j o'elack tha bamecsige cn it might
7 -@rticles Which wege handed to Dr. Atch-) not be tow B wtave him ffom death ‘
\ fey. : i | on the gallow
The body waa fihken down nt twebty-! Services be ain at 1:20 o'clock

four o'clock, p in the 2e
y the underiukers nnd Miss  McHrrdé :
midertaking estabbsh-. Drs. Atchley. ati were)l, After prayers.
na & Co. In charge. by ithe ministersggamgmes and scripture
relative, by mardage reading. the bailies MePheraon. ood-

five mimutes af
in a basket ‘sent
Temored to the,
ment cf FE. BH.
of Joseph Jon

rs. Thompson an
*.then present wit

pe i breand left the ja Pherson -
{ arrived about of and was | with.

id his brather a fe bes. | He lef{ and is

retumed again 2 pinained a Short ‘hee

peeping.

i head dic-
Reement to | .3)r.
dat this. for

time. He left thes

At 1:35 o'clock, Baa
tating his farewemuae
Atchley, and was 3
some twenty minut

Many Visitia pMfficers.

Among the offic eTs @@ehent to witness
h exceution were FE. arkhart, Dick -
tcher, D. L. Little. @raink Burkhart, °
Conner, Charles Wade, Frank Kir- Pin
G. W. Suffridge, HY C. Harvey, O. fe iy
'Gaines, A. F. Ford, A. F. McCain, =
Tom Turner, W. T. Cates, Frank Bor-
ing. depnty sheriffs, of this county.

The visiting officers from neighboring
counties included Sheriff Langley, of
Morgan county: Sheriff Horace Smith, oy
Hamblen county; Sheriff Clifton, @rain- oe
get county: Sheriff Whitehead, Blount oe a
county, and Sheriff Walker, of | Union
cannty.

At 2:30 0 ‘dock, rervices began in the
corridor of the jail ontaide of the cell.
McPherson was removed from hia cell.
The two ministers led@in the services,
and the officers and others present join-
ed In the singing of “Jesus, Lover of

e
}; ah My Sow” and other hymns.

be boranbetaines a ‘At 2:30 o'¢loek, bs telephone message
j u : _} was recetred by Sheriff Reeder from
} The funeral terri Jobn C. Houk, attorney for McPherson,

ea Pie ah mt a Eo sanen bay fey ces ad's Mr. Honk suggested that the hanging be
j E Sx eill 1 the tat delnved as he felt asanred that Gover-
mother, East xvie ang the maker tnor Patterson would send a message.
ment will follony mn al ioe cemetery. | 14, expected a message in answer to a
At the requegf of 5 beriff Reeder, Of | number of telegrams that had been erent
whom John M@Bherem bad requested) tg the governor. No message came from
that the public onld not be permitted | the governor, none being necessary ak he
to view his f ins at the jail, Dt. | hod wet the day for McPherson to die <a
Atchley anno i to the great crowd] and the sheriff understood the law. -.
without at 4:¥@dp’clock that John Me-[ : At three o'clock the services in the ts

Pheraon had ow sicd that none be al- jdor were still Iu progress, ‘The
lowed to view Li remains at the jail, of the aong “I'm going home to

County Pbhysitihn Booker ond other| de po more” could be heard by those , 4
doctors present? @xamined the  reniains{in other parts of the jail. McPherson

sin Ns Oe Rh ee. 8

and ascertainedg frat the neck had been} was standing in the southeast corner, ae
broken by the Pep] through the trap. a ieilig were eenien senice the . ee
be ] ce coors, “Pass Me Not, O Gentle ©” “J
Strenuou f ght for Life.” Kaviour” was next rendered, McPherson
kon se McPhe 4} asad for eg mayrder | joining In the singing.
ej of eputy Soar yillinm Walker -on
iithe night of J if 14, 1906, at wwihg et ae March to the Scaffold.
in the roed a@mpe six miles sonthtof| The march to’ ‘the scaffold began at
“ thia city on tH Sevierville pike ‘road. | about 3:15 and iat 3:20 the ministers,
“| Accompanied - be ibis father, Ir, v7 A. Sleriff Reeder and those who were to
MoPherson, .wit is now verving nesist in the hanging and the prigoner
| year neetence Metros, and Liste .| had reached the seaffold, “Other Refuze “ae
| ateed, John M@iherson was makiaee ‘Have I None! jwas sung, all joining 9 ©) ¢ fa
escape followwemc his killing of fant iu, Dr, Atchley etood upon the scaffold BF tes
Sanith earlier = ‘the? night at aud McPherson | stood with one , arm
idmetreet,. thin ety. (Th . fronnd Dr. {Atehley’s shoulder, Dr.
ms, the trial of ‘Dr Atchley then read from the scriptures,
ard fotowed with prayer. Rey, Dowell. r

es Jobu Me followed with areas and those” on the *Fh8
scaffold kneeled, eae E

M’ Pherson’ 8 Statement,

“Dr. Atchley then read the farewell state-
ment of John Ph n whieh he ‘bad:
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LEE, William, wh, elec. TN (January 2

q 4 36
b 9

How We Solved

By Attorney General

R. BEECHER
WITT

of the Fourth

Tennessee

udictal
istrict

As told to WALDEN SNELL

HROUGHOUT the day rain-
swollen clouds hung low and
menacing over the Tennessee
countryside, completely blotting out the
towering mountain peaks to the east.
From the northwest a sharp wind hissed
through the shivering pines and barren
oaks like a flight of white-winged geese.
Stinging and bitterly cold, the icy sweep
of the wind was like a portent of death.
Nightfall of that cheerless day, Feb-
ruary 22, 1935, brought a drizzling rain.
The half-frozen drops rattled dismally
against walls and windows and as I re-
laxed in an easy chair in my home in
Madisonville, county seat of Monroe
county, I was thankful that no official
business called me out into the bleak
night.
But my thanks were premature. I had

¥

Fleeing for his life,'a bo
‘the Unaka mountains to

. WITNESS TO TRIPLE. SLAYING «>
Rolling under a bed at sound of the killer’s first
shot, 12-year-old Howard Shaw, right;.was a wit-
and later testified at
2. the blood-crazed. gunman’s trial. |;

triple slayings

‘ness to the

t

22

' e cabin indicated by the. ©.)
arrow, where he gasped out a harrowing tales

he cata

Tennessee’s

TRIPLE

just mounted the stairs to my bedroom
when the telephone began to ring in-
sistently. As I hurried downstairs I
glanced at my watch. It was 11 o’clock.
I picked up the instrument with a pre-
monition that my hope of a peaceful
night’s sleep was not going to be realized.
Late telephone calls almost invariably
spelled trouble. This one was no ex-
ception.

Criminal Investigator R. N. Carroll
was on the wire. “There’s been another
murder up in the Unakas,” he an-
nounced. “No details and little informa-
tion. We've had a relayed message from
a man by the name of Frank Patterson.”

“All right,” I said resignedly, “drop
by and pick me up. I'll go with you.
And notify the sheriff and coroner.”

My brow furrowed as I hung up the

; ’
MANS

STARTLING DETECTIVE, May, 1936

receiver. Another murder in the Unaka
mountains! Gun play in that rugged
sector was becoming almost an every day
occurrence. It was getting on my nerves.

For seven years I had been attorney
general for the fourth judicial district,
comprising seven counties in the south-
eastern corner of Tennessee. And in
that short period I had investigated and
prosecuted more than 500 murder cases!

The Unaka mountains, where this
latest killing had occurred, bore rather
a turbulent reputation. Once the domain
of the fighting Cherokee Indians, the
area had been converted into a national
forest preserve. It was a_ sparsely
settled region, peopled by high-strung,
quick-tempered folk who were prone to
settle most of their disputes with deadly
violence. The reported murder was
undoubtedly the climax of another argu-
ment which had been settled according
to the lawless mountain code.

Ten minutes later Carroll and Hugh

STARTLING DETECTIVE

Sprawled ‘in

But therew
s > . < aftera

Webster, sheriff of
called for me and we s
of investigation. At t!
Patterson, about eigt
Madisonville, we stof
tion. But Patterson «
to his original report
been brought to him,
Shaw. The latter had
that old Jasper Shaw
offered no additional :
We knew the elder
mountaineer and pro
had been a quiet, |:
throughout his sevent

in the county. As
mountains up a tre:
scarcely more than a
a loss to ascribe any n
At length we topp
lights from our car t
home of the reporte:
view. But as we pu
the low, mud-chinke:


" Sprawled Bh @ ‘welter of blood in an ibloted fnountain cabin, officers found
ee Neh a the bodies of two men and a woman.

- But thére was no trace c of the brutal killer until a posse trapped a bandit trio,

lved

—ee’s

oLE ||

Another murder in the Unaka
! Gun play in that rugged
becoming almost an every day
. It was getting on my nerves.
en years I had been attorney
r the fourth judicial district,
: seven counties in the south-
rner of Tennessee. And in
period I had investigated and
more than 500 murder cases!
iaka mountains, where this
1g had occurred, bore rather
reputation. Once the domain
iting Cherokee Indians, the
een converted into a national
serve. It was a_ sparsely
ion, peopled by high-strung,
ered folk who were prone to
of their disputes with deadly
The reported murder was
y the climax of another argu-
1 had been settled according
288 mountain code.
utes later Carroll and Hugh

Webster, sheriff of Monroe county,
called for me and we set out on our trip
of investigation. At the home of Frank
Patterson, about eighteen miles from
Madisonville, we stopped for informa-
tion. But Patterson could add nothing
to his original report. The news had
been brought to him, he said, by Floyd
Shaw. The latter had merely announced
that old Jasper Shaw had been slain but
offered no additional details.

We knew the elder Shaw, a respected
mountaineer and property owner. He
had been a quiet, law-abiding citizen
throughout his seventy years’ residence
in the county. As we drove into the
mountains up a treacherous incline,
scarcely more than a path, we were at
a loss to ascribe any motive for his death.

At length we topped a ridge and the
lights from our car threw the mountain
home of the reported victim into plain
view. But as we pulled up in front of
the low, mud-chinked log cabin, every-

an hub ta pct chars and feed oes a gun moll who proved to be a man! .

PROSECUTOR

One of the first inves-
tigators on the scene,
Attorney General R.
Beecher Witt (right),
author of this amazing
story, was active in the
direction of the man-
hunt and secured a con-
viction of the slayer.

WHERE DEATH STRUCK THRICE
Home of Jasper Shaw and his wife, the cabin at
left was the scene of a triple murder when the
aged couple and a guest were slain in their beds.

TARTLING DETECTIVE
ADVENTURES .


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ses fo. Lf enw Lda Ps mad bay 0S farnd fr Re

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‘2 . s wibiies Cr ke ahaa Wis Meole lots AA. ae
_ Pyne i: at wee and


she county jail—Tab.
y a fine of $10, ang
- $50.

se John B. Hoy], and
r, 1875, W. M. Brad-
court was elected in
was that of Henry
son c# Miss Nancy
this case was com-
owt W. F. Mont-
rown, David Hart-
an. The attorneys
Shepherd, and those
1 trial was hastened
colored man, would
was. convicted July
2,1881.. The re-
probably innocent
S effact, transpiring
nit incensed at
a white woman
ave hung the ac-
‘g to prove his in-
_ two since the war,
, for murdering his

is been directly in-
‘as the murder of
deptty, J. J. Con-
-hree prisoners for
ated while en route
‘Oo men boarded the
one of the prison-
way was sitting.
'y drew his pistol,
stantly. Almost at
he car opened fire
soon after died of
d Andy Taylor.
After some time

’3, Chancellor D, My °

4 plac and Andy we was changed x at Loudon, ‘Tena November 23, 3, 1883.

the ek oh of Hamilton was origin ally i in the e Second. dChancery Divis-

‘The most agrarent cases tried j in this court law been the scrip ¢ case} we 2
that of the exemption from taxes of manufacturing establishments for’\”’’
period of years. The manry-< of each of these cases is briefly as follows: “|

Beto 50 cents ade even 45 cents, one renal of this depreciation: being =
8 hat the city had to pay for labor $2 per day in scrip, while private .cor- ae
ations were paying not over 90 cents or $1 per day in cash. ners
iants refused to receive the scrip in payment for dry goods and gro-"
es, and the laboring man receiving it could buy with it nothing to a
or wear. At length a little coterie of capitalists was formed for ae So
ur pose of buying up the scrip at heavy discounts and ee chs
r redemption by the city at par, or for appreciation -in the a a “
Before tax- -paying time would come, labor on public works was suspende ss op
the scrip issued would find its way into the hands of the ring, -an 72
5 the moment taxes were due, the authorities being Means by ordi-


potty age

probably would not grant
further clen “(este ghey

- 5 euemanan 2a
74 ee,



MAY—CLARENCE, age 33, of
Daisy, Tenn., died in Nashville at’
an early hour yesterday. Se!
is survived by two sons, Robert
and Dewey Lee May: three
daughters, Ruby, Beatrice and
Lucile May; parents, Mr. and
Mrs. W. E. May; two brothers,
Laither and Gray May: two sis-
ters, Mrs. Minnie Pratt, of!
Decherd, Tenn. an@ Mrs. Leda
Walker, of Soddy. Funeral serv- |
ices will be held in the chapel of ||
the Coulter Funeral Home, Soddy, |*
at 2 o'clock this afternoon, the!
Revs. Arthur Carden and Andy)
Harris officiating. Pallbearers!

will be Homer Harris, Dan Lewis, |
Virgil, Jim, Oscar and Eldie Bar-
bee. Interment will be in the|*
Buttram cemetery, Dayton. The
body will remain until after the
service at the R. J. ‘Coulter Pu- |

neral Home, Soddy.””

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ES: CHATTANOOGA:

3 3 | ALTY. edie, trict of Goorsis died hére this ;

THE EXTREME PEN LTY monn. “Laver Sats! appointed ancy F es | ES
Bee me oe g 4 : erir ‘ ; $ =

> x

Pee oe e
s ; : |

Se

ore Au teinet jee ali fin Mr. Clevelat | - adauinistraticn
reg | eet et 4a” fd and) waa remove? © few manths ago for
Murderers Mapp and Wooden to Be incompetency ar’ dissipation. It is be-
; x excited Today. op lieved that rie! ond ‘disuppoiutihen€ at

bis humiliation was the chief cause of his,

Pees Bias death., ha
a Tal Hyde ep
f ae Arrange All the Pre~ ~ i death of Alvin d.. Dennison, of Birming

~_limlnaries.. : epee es hain, Engiand, lias. been receive|l, © Mr. :
7 <n GLU IRE 8 EN | Dennison was known peeuenne the : iE 4 |

7
e
e
‘,

¢
is

if {
ete eee enone

i oe Pe esi ply a ieog
and His Deputies Corefully| The Father of Watchmnkin
eietke. Waltham, Maxs., .lan. .10.—News %f the

Dendk )

si ay Sarees tind + is world as the father of the Ameri¢an sys-
ae SECUTIONE RR: 1S UNKNOWN. | tun of watch making. ~Lle was born in
ceed eth hod eee i Ligon een ; “1 Freeport, Me. Mareh. ESi2, and Was the
pr tine eo were nate ure ey ee eee east No OL Cok: Avdrew. Dennison: io. 1S50
8 beriff Hyde Completes All the Nec-} he stated the Roabury wateh factory and
Airis Ptah Stat ld snd the Trapa in March, ISO4, the: Walthain Tinprove-
Mork Nicely—Onty in. Few | Specta-/ ment company, which be hud projected,
tors Will Be Allowed to Be resent. was Jncorporated. . :
Never again will Buddy Wooden abd George Le ogre » OE ies [CTS
- -P Mppp seé another dawn. i Totay I$ wets. oi sot THER ARC HITE
vot day of thei r. pligrimage..: Exe: thé pad | nog ee er ee $d
goday | gS pu r earthly. pilgrimage. Bee the nu | Condema the Action of Material Men| ff bie i
a seft ther wilh have beet jushered |ntu eter- in Offering tirthea :
Vinity to anew & thelr’ @ “tans Pag, : : af A ee <°@
l for ache i ne aeenien a ‘ at fot Ae Teede | Memphis, Jan, 00.0 ‘The Southern Chap || eg she
B faniet bh shader ~ ws Teen proved beyoudl) qear of th American Inetitute of Archi- |B e j |
Bab te eww ofdeabt that they have been guilty | cects today adoptial strand resolutibns eau- =
aud | of shedding man’s blood and the flacres of, demning the action of material mén in of- |
rekeds both the Leviticat and common. lajy ia that: fering Yori ves pte architects, (The | enstoim
A veipor | Uber Mood must he. shed /by min. | There is} i8 sald to cut quite a figure in the (lealings
biiaet solemnity, aw fuluess in the thought, yet to all over the ‘country. 2) ia Bie scag
. : thtohing dquen the punishment at Dot stew Richmond... Van was selected jas the
Bees Ereat. It is more than the Jucgiwent of man; place for\ the tiext: annual meéfing. Ut
fi Je’ the decras of God Himecif, fof | Was decided to hold ay special aepsion of
.  f All day yesterday a fever of anxtety ard the chapter at Atlanta, (ia. during the
* | Mofent Was working among the inated of in Avie: ahelgamates The [chapter
inns the Jatt Mont of thene are colored abi ‘are 2 : ty Ai Chtbadl mete es 353s) Ge :
ems | wuperstitions at the best) Bat W hen two off a QELEGRAPIL TICK s.
fram} (Male fellows: whom they, have—kiupwatper- pit 8 ee Pe
botnet haps for Jers, are to bey Crecuter in thelr The show sStortu now raging at iTaata ne
‘ister very. Anlst, under the Aa Ee root ® th thpm- polis is the hepy fost knowti. for. Nears;
‘ w ied selnys. thelr TUR Tay Fone Fut willy ; 7 > y ~~ Reporte from thé river distriets éf Geor-
st year. AU ay Yestentay She prisoners were hud. | FUL dicate over-tlows that sngy caus
oi dint together, tatktng th iwhispers “and at | S¢Mous damage.) 6%
C8 | Uutes shuiking iu thelr celts as though to yh fee Gum annotinces the: dia
_fesdape the awful evcatuces of thee, oe Mm Paso, Tes. of Dr. Joseph Fie
ees ou generally believed that Le ‘committed snl-
. ae t erece ges 7
ns yf ¥

Uist The Nauging was the absortiing | cite
theine of eonversation Keen x ; 3 . ames ae oi
i } Ons = Fs Fe OBE Who po spy we Wi :

5 3S Fs ; Voy. > b) ie a jere WE ; ~ ¢* ~
Iaets oof hie intelligence tind calls sapierptl- | day's: decalatt neve of Tahar A foro
~} ten ehibfish contd not enter the fall yeater- | the after: SEEN s Sent tod ce
Ef Ot’ Wituont huexeripable Impresslotiay eltte | Governors tnentne cane Dawse. the

dint | OMS feeling that he stoud iu’ the presence of sep phased tna Prantl Sh Was read.” :
teen deg his) ee : “Hy eS hire if Aa “D We I ort yesterday soldéto John EK.

Bi atlin o> The Condemned Men iv. 3 Dubai, of Dabois, Pal the pacin: niare
ily pasped an aualeus day: Like druwyg!ng mer Penple Wilkes, ty Roy Wilkes. 2.06 1-2

oes avin a fhe proverbial straw, they sti | dam Flora ‘Dende, for SE 500. e ii:
eA : pect oro hear front © ‘Govern Sp PE pes on : hie wee fe
i th overnon — Thes Vremier "Nailton, of Qretnc, who has

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‘ ) , Yr, Paver il fin( ae ‘slavu.- j a ahr a c's
Ys, is verv¥ Jolw wun i { ase ee
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nigh } perhaps after ther have-thotinted the acnf. €
fold. xomething or motebody will utervene inflation of thy beawebs, Three bots es iyi

: between them and the’ @xecutlon! of the) ' PS Are in Céustant attendance. bec p Rirmit chagy

i i tht Birminc ee

Guive
dete Lec K i
Tbe ae, ; t * is ifu wai ak : : :
‘ ut ag hope is itu vikin, | ‘The ats of immigrant y arriving in Pastponed
‘ fm eathe

Wius i: f
vp thedr espectitions can never be reatizint:
wir = ee AEE LAE : er. be reall : < tows pats j
feasts pthepe Is ue power on eaith that “adit inter: esis Guriug December! was | EL 107, ub court
istics j Lae Ss save them; the law will jtuke fts- pei Ste fbb) id, were debarred er: Pepe 35
BY Sort Wiest Peteyem pecs. aumento iS paupers and fifty-three as) con- Ee de el
yes i A | Cheer Ww“ alsh spent a- large part of yee tract laborérs: ; ‘ ; Bick (on 4 a u .
Bike Sali iubleahtie or on. a@ninistering to” hi Mrs. Hlenel Hl. Bar nister jas hears ‘if if el 287] ali oe
ek eee lace tonne ghee Oriestt will be. with, Hin Efor aw absolute divorce he he Sted’ | Off @X-Cyotie i Be Figs ie
Bit. f at ox lest our aud offer the prayers fur the pate Viathiae Wah GvVoree hy her hfisband, dit royed bv
tor Maple Medic Anas bits Ry over N35 fick wee ll Haridster, /dt., of eeriae pe
3 ‘ » yet he fi iL} 289 HER Ned, is : Pah tint oh pee ee
bin betd bs Fla annie: At 1 pa RG alaw partuer of Se initor Lexie A eek e hia Hi ee tae 33
. ROT he was sleeping) ax aot ad Pace B as Be eee ia yf Feoaae BE t
hoe thatch the tine of his ane Inat any was Va) Mtoe elitor of the W heeling UW, | Was Otherwigg
3 fat ped Ia i at hand. “Mapp was gréatly ex: hat a Chart AG Saat gL hin, paper Rud seat ore ie
Lon wink va ety yesterday and sdid not sleep a tion of oe B ie on, ‘ Va; the noms pas
ene) wink last plcht.: He spent w creat pietiof| ator by the coke, for United States sen-
ure hasta erngon and last night in xitiging. He or by the republican caucus dotlight. te
tog | Might he was sihsing io A owlerd, | At Vipksbure— Mine ode”, a
- ua Bo bed E He seemed th ees his wotits court BA leh det 2 iene at the federal,
cof Bertani haw but ean mar eninyee em | aealad Tees Tote homaeth coneeg
‘ ‘ : a te h Bw id Diodd. eal . 4 > . . oe a ell, Colore: a tor
i omega voice trembled and -his tone ste tid frntids, «3, ZN Boyer, formerly
Mititone  gtme Moet of hin woned hadi a] 2 Pension agent,’ waa” convicted of
a rbetnedt Poa ¢ i e cweme of them ‘he forgery. oe er pier does “+P quputly forts
Fever cioarne Tile nieve te fo alll be Had The fastest continuous lee aed Wea regtead in thi
Ba} ll Gver-the fall and twang oF the inne | ft Kentucky was that toade by the yee” | the custody
Matful: DMCS | eneeial from Chicago \osterday Pin tee supposed to }

roll Woodw;
“ETave, who?
In} London se
a fight with

joinel In wa sort of ¢} f Fai ts
ae saat ie sreife Ww 7 ornis eccastonally. ‘This ; ’
Nets Pitre. Ve Bee vil- | S°SUe Was one never! to bel forgotten by one | SOYered Wie disth nce of 26 ; wee
eek a ae — i ie 4 fully Peper iated the surround pif 4. | hours and fifty inntes ih a peste :
¢ Sf ose Ss Everythin ady.. i eh 4 storm. The ye ni J m.° "}. Denver,
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HH''DAILY TIMES: ° CHATTANOOGA; TENN, SATURDAY, | JANUARY 12,1895. = [ S8ong Se ee
3 . Tennessee river and} st it float to hell,” -a-elzagk when Jed’ from the ecll, aud wd rs full gallop and t¢ompletely olit ef breath bodies owere turued -away disap. miarder. They {afc to eee Worden ;
: } ; : : i just in-tinns: to sie the-dray Reine drounil) pointe oo oc cord 2 CS eo ok ae Alea ttt. hat in fiw. ape ;
2 ief TUN) will today have a warrant | tupued and sttecedeley) iv sevtiring pb

suid Mapp,

| Later while sated
broke the awful solepmity of the chan While teoime down the xtaira to the

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> 6. Ee Mid not cure a Gd dn, he would}
t the ecaffeld, Mapp} be ay hell in a few minutes” any aye” the -worper. ~ The dunlies were “deliverest’ 4 Boxe = - A
sis lier of debah wit f-} over te Attorney Easiy, who wae Mapp's | againet the undertaker in oy — tefview with te Prmonrr, which dp
fig be 3 Ihent feaeh with these remarks and comm fold, lt Layee out two or three tines, bak i lawyer iti the trial of the case. | of business the bedies werees posed | st pres waa ae follays: i Pub
pp and Bu he aby vi . ip ahiae gqadby ote every baly find cursing: | In-fifty minnteé from the tie the men h public gaze, and will arrest, bin, thet Wotton wont rp) ta the pec
et es } b is Jews, this Me what an innogent fo | | pie Cu ak hf stepped om. te the: xeaffotd the sdianzing | on th charge of rouning a rnsenoy with Which the officer was waiting te
§ i ' nOy greta” | a ae ore : i G was over, the bodies eatlinéd and taken [out allicenst, “Mhe ease will be tried this poff the negee. Ditard, nid charg
Into im ta . MGHT BEFORE THE HANGING, | ‘ ) : ; oe Mil After
j } meet bi Spine trait to bell, and CN} 1 me ¢ | from the jail Direetly the exerntion | afternoon in reeorder’é cours, [Wim with ‘Goad morning, Roddie how af
fs. ere Ea bir nae thetes ten ht Lo Weeden Mlept Sonndly. bat Mapp) Ws over the table and the rapes apt tos} as ‘ : YOR feel dee demetive agde DOW de
riage os : Fr pees tie: 1 Poa: Tes iris oye by jzain some day! fo} ">| Sana AM Night: Long. elevtric battery in the office vf the jail{ >) Mapes sSWEETNEAICT, PRuddiv, hace atont that-othor ;
PROTE T (NX A PRGr ecto teete bts pea eth me Paria be end _— be yO are in?! MNES Strath 2
IEIR INNO AL ii Ye. sity ay a 1 a to Lawyer Ir-i} > Both Mapp and Wooden passed the p y Kemp Given the Clothing of the PAVSI), it is dust like diet io e
ar Sed ree sibs df rae ‘Mestion hy I¢'whether by wasoin-|) erding Might comparatively: quict. Wood . Uacented Morderce. cad Pitndidie, af ya sis Wisly, tel Mu
Soede te a wrens of the miureleg Of Ross, ST agn jini slept mast jof the night, but Mapp eagz Etiq Komp, the reeipientof Mappa e« ze ey atone dete, tt Mr,
a se a | en ee He ; vet RA ba i L Wooden begay pe eee 4
Mapp Is” Stragled to Dea Mr.’ Easley, giva: iy ° hat to. Ella (until Sa'rlek. When heawoke hess Bb Scene mi ely eer

woril niidnight, from whick time be ste : NEL + Pe 6 < 12% peelal Lavon owanteeenyouthniay. ater:
ite! ‘ us Komp and tell he : Shei lit : , ‘ ‘ ‘ yee Ve nen, | She is a rather conf leaking jéal- a. nd
| : rr wr Uk wear it. Shei lites], Quin hd had never had a. dweeter aloep , am On the niche tat ci ya.
my Pa * Hu Lips vel wll hope, te} ai i Hay sc AAW night. the demth walehiwgn 2 ie fs é , Bes time peo she got inte jrouble wand kas wit terns
i read * ; | a, : attmy mother's tonse, That, wan pnp

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ored girl, and Hives at 110 DP street, Spine
" ne and George wan Wye were the PX
vontinnd ja the. jail for four weeks ped [o a
SBurday wight. George gyal, We

only (getoont the dug Gefare the expen: :
j hike mune moner. “Pow will We wet it’

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5 i you my rik ; ef xt Rey | PG SSeS,
i “Dh i eaed Mapp reeriested the wight jailer, Tan
ISB it-in rrp ran 4 snes ay Rabie! rad Hh shite fo einne te bias coll cand bear | Byles Hen, [She said whe never «aw Mapp! ex. | ist :
F 7 i eu” Hite. si8¢ Aleong, ly «ahs inca strong, | Y, ty pee <i ~ peept pi jail, and ehe contdu'e wen qehy | asked him We will bare Jo tyokd
ae Pac ead ‘ yk such a liking to her. Here iste hogy orp. aod we dni have
hip
oat Gilmer tee the r Rat ¥

Wy. ss Tea eat sedi ada he ete
Ln ee | ° 1, he coudewmret inch Were made ta ras: CWhF dul ‘get unuusical tice the “Mie he tod
4 pep ing the ¢ shinee at tier shapely anklys, ptt | Sigh Eo had a tSeatiber 5
From sizht. Mahp wits just wiering nomed omy tie Dan! Brock. | Jast before the drop, ‘
She} endl that Mapp gave her! bh} t, :
ih the Dy RANG % hate) Ne brides ies

took
2 Pl-caliber. We ye
’ His Priestly Advi ; Xipti
i AB} tl Reet | * ambling exelan s tic Suddenly Jherw and while {atiting onthe seaflolt Magy} YS ‘ xh 2 ees gers a
f , j ‘ hid cedat amd nocollar button. Thy fiat

H i]. Shope. thie will’ be! a warning (3 nil ke te fie $
apie i, bra
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gown!

i | the black cape werg! drawn a wn ove
| ; z vin over rhe uve Trow ‘ :
ling their heads biting their now ‘pallid betes f oeaiehe Birk’. Ho save Trewhitt, ape . es 7 xa erties hetxbhi ca lit ofadict t ne Hark }
ie b : ora ; oe Bical rishi) a bit of dirt trom ber Aring free X :
z gO ARAL ay ee SEE Niith wireet to Awad
. Wasa quick Lut rasplig sound aa if q'bolt i At
DP TAH expobyrow | ak sorkgbot eon wnat i Ak | eioubl cet aha, gata nm] SN IN Ni :
DF TH ‘EXECU , {claimed Mapp, and pti the wane iminnce | Oth) Ella Rei. a dagk dameel, je ae ‘ i she had on aid was wenring it alent ithe i Sore and poke
YT Stagee’ jf | the trap of the scafty Uy. Won the ane | UYe# MELEE De ateeet. Why he left + ; ee ‘ ' “strect] The coat att the collar batten WARK ston os
Esewren (ies tT derens of Marion! bo: 2 Hallet Rep 0 ai for her ix a tittle mysterio.” El FS } f A she said xbe had bid a und shibaid ond We wee! if
Und a Mapp, ‘as wax nftemedrch “oh hind bedi in the jail natn ttnsty notibd —* RITES ea ; heep pad prize theta ve it, . Rhe ma’ saloon. We xt
wader ‘gil to death: Woode Wet waristtee ee esterday, and perliing giving her ; i) Lae eee) // ; anid qbe was xeing te put crape con ie Hach oor. :
Peep, = 4 Nlight physical struxalie write! pated aaa Nerd i Wad a mere fancy pf bis troaldel 2 ; A 35 A hat. and wear it only on Sanday. | Sie H ww othree mey sitting in the Ey
$4 j) [the latter fora momeut or two after the | wae is i ras Gd Bey ; 5 eeeumdl greatly plowed chat wlw bad hocn Ae se shen Faas worms see Rn
f atdp.. Wonden's puldg at the wrist ceased’ 20), Warns Heal os S abia i ae 5 So, Aol singly wat as the: especial: favorites of cee fe with -ceomething — in“ die 3a
eri Hi m| betting tn six minatyed wl be was pro bt Libie Gileman, | She tax visited bi pa 5 ; 2 | ape This revognition onthe: yard of He Sat ek ee ie ee eee oe
fingem@nts furtthe! |] Hoancet dead in, eleven minutes, Mapp frespuenttiy tines hile confinement. anil} ° “ : a at BA ea tha teri ohas Kien her great at, Se a = _ amd Twill take corgi
e Manging. <b fi) Pi e* pronouiced Mead. tifteon asinites ale) Seemed) Rreatlys attached ivy chee doves, is ; Ob thd Classe hw shee Ace g kee! hide fai ins that T-wanted te eae
: pee |e | tee the falls The bodied were taken dowa | When Jotd on ‘Tharaday tat she onl |” ; - fp 8 the Clee When she dons thut hat pial i tvs that T wanted te wait
ed bP and placed in pine collins tweuty auinuten | MEME Get wee Mapp she criod like a] : = sallieg furth she bas sa passport to tthe hthg crowd left, Georze Imuzhed at tue
Le yestdnlay 4 J afthrthe drop, o>. Ay SES i ebild, ad left the jail sobbing and gerea : 7 e. oi pest decttys in: polored circles, A tnan p 20d eave me x half dollar and told we
Budd, w. efi ps Dra Kerr, shasti Gray and Beil | Me. hats aoe Ba i, tan x | Wane be est eacined whe dared ty teen | fe 6) in and get 10 cent warth of whise
Budiy Wooten, caainined the bodies «gel rendered-an dpius |. Mapa wrote a letter do Deputy Wane ae ee navlge Breweles Cree er >| PeNepy eA haUiwbe hail shebis acini tra, vid phe Seated Seteatinsinn: mere God:
f Raloopkecper VE | ignras to the exnet egippe af deathy | manethanking him for theifavars he hid] Were rolnoved nndveversthing took anita | Ella's! fortune ia maty, her reputatiog ia [ET vem Sow tavew't ot any e.
: ide We :
inte pternity, FEY eat fey ote - ep ttene Win, ded aten cone vi hie attarney, every Gay aspect. 9, The Gail doors wos |S EtDY shed. eee bs: bale 4 ‘wpb spi A mon] the men. in the
i re awl, :f 80 VPLGAR CROWD PRESENT. | | Jim bE: ty, thanking bine fer wit he hall) throws cpen cael all anxinios impairers | ‘i eatbine Cleon leat ae into the &
rized as hilviy eae Wane Hkeeee a 22] done ite his behalt-wnd protesting hig ne | Were tmtitely. Wild Uae they: wend tow lates See | OP TNR CHURN ON high oT he ake an ee
Leowas | Everything Was Hdcent, Decorous) nocpved + He requested that A copy 2] the execution had taken place an hone {| ee 2M stu when dgsuree M sikeal 7D inten oe
ite iy t =f bs and im Yyders )) The ‘Vikieecdunte iniuasthe- devout afthet™ Fgh es ead ected on Clreumatantint Hele thebwiel ter aga revages 0 th te and
apane el The vrowd war awfully fooled.” Befare | everution by seat td. his father, Morr: 4 woopen: rae pave am taawad ce empe, bat No Deubt of Theie babe bead iy $Y) getup. We don't Want von - as
Never he [it ¢aueht on, the hagding wae over wind | Mi “25. Potlunin: atreet, Mant somert } INA MOTHEIUS GHIKE, Altosgh Buddy Weston and Geoese fottiinan started to get up ‘aint, Geore: 7
pain Hapngie St liu de delivered Orient the Arorvbay At Nea arked: what TilstltiGn As Roti omicn Naw iat cee“ Nameric Mapp Kapped himin the faq. wud as he roses
ota e the dead. men, ait fiftven tickiga | Wh Uimade Gf Lis lualy, / be saidy yp y . “ iter ¥, frat the whair to b reer Ky abet
uch an pbsence of hilnission werp inated) on the previvas | dod t-eqre a det You van give jt tot tere ai cy ard’s Alley. ‘ / Dtinil Link d shotatthe sane sisi Sires a
beh adi alia’ hen day, and: these, partiving were’ notitie! to mores dleetors facut up or yon Jean] The bar Wern viken fram: the fait got. and py shdf. asain and 1 nbut meet = x
Ly eon . reek te | be iat. the jail rerdiiy: morning prompt: | threw dtl inty the! Pouneasee - rivet a toG. We Keanklin, the nudertaker suai welts: The evyidyaos UG front atoor, George following ee hee
pad to Hétails, it Iy lat S oelock. | To al the rest af ale | let P float beg fed op] Uhestunt ntrect. Mets thers mere cboth Pwasowy atrons aud the chain so complet | Nny door George xvid: | “Cate back’ Boe:
ptopricties incon th world the time of -ttiy texeention was oa | > Driotite: the time ofthe taccation: a kip util the" middle ofthe: aterm, Ply Sen that the prisoners were fond | leu g get bis monew; he ig dead 7 said Padi ee a:
= apoebent.. P alent a rete: All) das Xesterday eitizeha | ete the: xeafold, ‘ ei pag aie W ques 8 bidy was taken to his] cuilty} of merder ia the first degree’ on] 1 oulda’t: go baék: aod then we went: i o* Leave Nab
Were: telephoting: ta know if Mheoexeone fe bof ge Cursed ‘Tereihty it Nate gah chine ened cai pees the fipt trial and sentensal to te inanigeal tone by the: silevof the ‘saloon and to: ier 33-10 Ae |
2 t tar Ue erin, Hert thes atipealed tajeni: there, Rocand ty riitesad. aud thes te! pa.” 8
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ple. affaic bf tion ; Reb ree
i : Bo Wwas to cote off nod if me when. | ababt gif who had bad ing i
Es POE fe A y u) 4obad aavthing to db ‘ ae 4, :
ira . The Some Be! hae Pin the State pee pith a trial ated’ com iethon, jie said ce ps Riu Dott Recetas é weed "eve, poang conti On the first hearing of thes 3 fmather’s horse, i therg
at 2] et heli ro the. oes tbe would banat everyone whe had asyg! yy aed | ; ‘ ra, Peeseih this court the del ion of the lok er
dened abn the bauging. Mey craned their | thins toda bout fo be call he ar | feapeetiecear i tal Wile RALORS ia Atidoeek hae Sg BOHN gu ba Ae biased BE ’ i
: Dist “ be . vet bad as . % : ; sired U ive i . io Wrsneds: pede tiie ksi , : fb
shel he necks to atch cry won OE PEER | to Moe evar Brock and (nt. Morsun it} sip Mothers ma rae ee es the Hepging by law,’ News Ly was the ee tlon’t -k ;
‘the a ie win URy The: anprenie quart, Wot the ears ‘Touwd tn
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5 new 4 i, et i a8 ¢ hells andl svers bude eiseinstenmental in ‘ ~ é

eo unfort “The execution wns Hight at $ o'clock for ucinging him) to exeoution. He scemed tl ee, THEY wis tilled, othe” bande own +,

“the. it i Bt yee | a shen vba the | Satie Rae neninst. Hivkdy Bod Cough Foe we chabrgs tor keen sees | oltainfed far the mrrdoetes Fore | Bea nee :
Le Sse sets “When did you and Mapp

kpinto thh idan pion aod tieth thé eheriff-and the ettihg bi tithe eriine, ble saad hecdn hyaghe Jet Ni saeh forsee the. dead Apitestand the waa changed to Dee. | ¢ b 4
‘ ‘ “bs “}tamoogaY’

boixeee ; dejintios are dey bait court: matters net Waal lesen the deo x § Fe wy ct :
Ke gallo} and conld not spare t Bios lator iin the | Joo: hell ts Bie coke ea ere ESCM | Mean hid. thie sap lpsk win a A bed Qu Deo, 2 Gov. Turney granted re

8 until {hey werd day, ; ret A thee atata | Revere wanted: to: meet iiae | thé Rak creme niantitne ites OH dn, 11S ; hing
: j ' AY. The orhbr, reasote jus fe aved the | again apywhen Oo ° bose {ie2tl hee lanier ele owe and scremniing | Seite dda, U1 in bot cases pending an
unjote toually, ‘ phases orinaee cee ; — “i port sbe * A Sery Jast hr swore that bel oF three LuckageM lon sion beg eet arate aot amnitnes eee “Aa ak

e rerio . y ; a Y s 2 ofhers p wanted) me religiens ectemohy porformeky she try ee ot Lass ; 5 ¢ 8 Ais “nthe e

ip ro poe Pthe fat Pigregate sin front Arnymd i him When Kew. Smith tools | ied tins ‘het tae salutes ae —— rest . * Sin eee searadercre: ork
“ay face sek anees e mem ene Tea en) went. i vt eel vextemiay. moray! sad erting duis tend, sh rill Si aie fo ee k a an wei iag oh ky art ee
Ais } o'eloe y “ ome owas | ing to pray With himeat the yery fast hour “ay 7 Rr ee i , s ihayal to puah @ petition: for
pe ae IY ee eh om i } hone} We wien ~ ehild. elt Sunt! Mewes | the ¢pmugaitation® of Mapp's. sentetice: oa

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heril Hyd Redided to 4
pleasant duty nt én hour t
disturb the! rpnihinnity,
“foterie of ofieinis, physic
papée men pe thirrefore
- the hanging weaift take i
wclock as Hodailsfe.
Sheriff Hydy 4
igheat posi big: dn:

“$n which. iti was

, Posttiobs cry

Chee ;
dxbeen fi Dek

he bangidgs diss

the count pail
At & if ipek!
melemret Andi’
mel ten Des ol a et
nyuire whet

thd Seamut
‘ PRAORS. Wher h,
eppoiitnient ta) witness q
#etnbled th ithe Oflices of
svortle befhrée o'elow
edhe Basley) onatet iti
eorneys, ebte and nak
‘te return tq his bMlce to yor,
& weprieve bo ober orlep bed: be *
volved by hhe Pmutners trot tiov, Tord)

fe was told ‘th¥r the mM Wonk! Pelag
fren mingtes, He ished
Qt ret in tev nfind
be exepn

samt the dodr, 4
uves
Dewi tnd &)}

eth wWarrknt

mits, and I

erie by

“t

af

epiriinal ead!
h terrtol face, didte

hib-ithe | fi
ny | We | a5)
dt wer- | hi
‘tue | PO.
ott jv:

edt:

Vulgar curtes. M0) pilisitiva~
ness of the crowd off ilers and outers
which was sure to cpugregate in frobt
of and about the jal i
Hy |8 o'clock every

Arrangement way
‘ \

ae
"Vntitethe very !
wanlid ne religions veremony perfortied
areaod ) him When Keel Smith tey
ereli went do his eel) cesterdad morn
‘ing to pray with biin at the whey last hoor;

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he

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y

er three Docks. When seen by a reporter
she waa sifting on the: bed, her face: bur-
ied ia her hands, the tears. stroa ping,
aivl erving incatend, shrill votes:
“He was my ehiltoolt Lord! Me was
: ‘

mutation Of eontenee.

The} attorneys fer the murderers took
fourage in gaining the reepites and went
fe wopk with w zeal to push a petition for
the ejmtutation’ of Mapp's sentence, on

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te jog

z

i
j
ef
fe

j eed 5 "2 5 - ee
The Scene Yesterday Just Before the D

rop

catpleted, As told ia Me Times ede

fes(lay morning, an innGyation in methods
of Pxecution was introduced, and: the en-
dird, Machinery thoronghly tested’ on the
preceding night, Nothifig remained tol be

iedone cla. the amorning eept place the

doomed np on the seiffpid and give the
sixpal. ‘The fatal spridg. woukd do the
rest, About Ti) welobk thse te who
tieket« had been issued began to stragute
inte the jail By 8 o'dbek oll whe were
experted had arrived. Ac Ta) Father
Walsh and Father Nolapicallead and wept
sybe dae addy Wothten’s cell, where
dios services were Held, cousieting of
sitting aad prayer. Whasten died a dee
yout Catholic. “For seviral weeks be had
wot a crecitx suspended from his neck,
This crucifix was abort: bis neck when
he wax enspended frouithe gallows, and
wae buried with hin. 52% t
Sooamure were admitied to the scene
ef the escention than Waa absolutely neo
seers, And every malf bad to present
bis ticket ot phe doottbefore be cankl
sain wdmittance to the fail. Those pros
ent weres Bathor Wale and Priest Nu-
lon. of the hate e@bireh, ond Rev,
Mth ef the colored?: Congregutionyt
chuck: Rherifl  Hydeyy) Jailer Buruetr,
patios I pbri Prirmore, x

; \
the was te apend on rarth, be refused tp
pee hig. sad waid he did “not want any
‘tenchdrs, nor any oof their d<n anion 4
ey Wubiness about hin” < -

M coden‘s-Pinsta Fac pes
Woden tik an entirely dillercnt-wew

of the! wmatter. He seemed greatiy re-:
Jiewed fo have the priesta with him, and
Ttook part in the ceremony very devoutly.
When pe left the cell for the seatfold, he
wre (he pleture ef abject fear. Hix eoun

fenunee Was sallow ard bloodless, and
his hadds Lang tinmp like those of a dead
many, Me weaned paralyzed by the | aw-
fulness of hie fate,

On paeeainy night Wooden confessed
to Eeat Trewhitt that whet he slipped
inte the wreng ‘eell the other nicht he did
so with the fotention of effectmg ati es-
vape df poysible. The planiwas for hiw
confelérates jnocell 2h te detain the jail-
in the vorrider by asking puestion«
noel Biddy could et to the circle: and
try bist hated at working the; combingtion
and geffing ont, :

Vive teid bwe or three book in his leell,
iseinding a Bible that he wished eiven ts
bix mother. | Mather Walsh: took Posnes-
sion ofthese and will see that Lia wikhes
ure cutried oot, :

thy child! oh, Lord, have merey! oh, Lord,
have nwrey 2” }
All yestecday ‘afternoon and ‘tute ithe
evening the crowd came and went The
Wihlest sort Of tales were afloat. Some
said he was not dead and wae sure ta
come to hfe again, Othera had beard
a rarer about how he bad died in the jail,
and thelr lively imagitations supplied: afl
the detaila, Sebhe ef the womon were
shedding toate; the children were senrry-
ing about in a daze seated way, Ther
realized that kone awful thing had ap:
The amen stoodoine kneta . ait
in live tones, and exproseed | nll
Kinds of opinions egatdiog his’ginit and
Dilocorniee, iy ;
Wooden's bods wag kept in thie afer
Jast nought. ‘The fonerval aecirs at Pte
erhock this afferneon at’ tbe Crthitie
ehurch. After the servicers thie hedy will
he taken to the Catholic com ‘tery ‘for
interment; $
Mapp's body was left: at. Mrankiin's
mrdertakine establishweitot nntil date fast
mweht, wheal it was move) te the heme of
Woaden's mother in Ward's alles. whore
it will be kept whi} sempre Ue “today.
Sone of Mapp = friends got tip & sublsepip-
tion fond ped bought him a very deemut
vottin, and the talk last night was that a
5 :

the ct

the
Riv

wtantl
featy
cured
and XN
wouly
elour
refus

deaths
& Oe,
piste}
paron

Tne
ardly
wad little groupe of men gathers
Street corners and
whilejat ne
the «

onnds that he waea boy, only, iss
Prien ger forth, WZ yuan of ee,
hat he owas convicted an circa
Levine. - For a long time i} was
4 by the Heal offieens whe had om

George Mapp.

“Mapp came on Wednesday and I came
on. ’Thurwiay.”"
“Why did) Mapp.come ahead of you
“We got into some trouble in Devatn
on the Sunday before we bilod Rosa on,
Matutday night. and George shit a nigger’:
pamed 7
of tdwn. . i

“Where did yon and George stay when
you tame to town?" :

“Woe stayed at my annt’s -honse,"

“Where did Mapp go atid where-did you
meet bin 7’ Ss

“Tpatow't know where he haw gene, T net
himiin a raitrotd yan! at- Birmingham.”

This was the end of the confession and
the aletectives next trneil their atien:
tion to the difficult taxk of

i Finding George Mapp.

Detective Brock, to whom belongs all
the predit for the conviction of the mur
dexts of Marion Noxs, heart that Mapp. *
hadtgone from this city 10 Georgia, and
he dnd WoT. Holt xpent three days in
that) state Jnoking for him, but without
eivetss.  Hlowever; just as the search &
wastabout to be/brousht to an abrupt
tecttination, a woman who knew Mapp +
told! Hrock that he lived in| Somerset,
Ky.f and he went to that elty, After
making a dulisent «earch of all the “hang:
outs! where the man might be found, &
the idetective returned Chattanooga
withont his prisoner, Following anothers
chase Brock went to Birminghim, where
Woolen had said be first met Mapp, aud
inquired so closely that he found that
Mapp had been in that city fier having | 3

jtheevidence whick brought Woeden
app to the gallows that the Gov erper
foumnnte the sentener, aod the Choy-
INided to consider the petition, bot!
d to grant the comintations, $
The Crime,
the night of Dea. 17, 1802. the
of Rowville avenue, near the C
eressiug Were amrticd by
shots, firedoin rapid eucecmmian, Ry>
ly from the saloon of “Marion Ieas«,
eWtoiputes the salon was crowded
men nud dhe dead. baty of Rena,
Was fone lying on the floor, Was
nedo by the officers in the presence
crowd, It was found that he bad
thot to death by some one jn Fresit
o, who had evidently fired while
fe As sitting in his chair. | The cow-
levd was soon the talk of the fopn,
dat the
discusses! it in whispers,
any every Yireside in the tity
Was diseussal for daye,

On resi-|
ne BR,
four

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Pijeor
ao

conthitted the murder for which he yes
terday banged, and had been in the eon
ty jail at Birmingham in kebraury for
larceny, but was released by a inistake~
of the jailer, :
Brpck epent seven days in and around
Hirwingham, and at last heard Usat Mapp
had \ started smorth. ‘Tenaciouny the
pervy offi we acuck to his one, and rotate
tug to Chattanoeca, went at once to Sh.
field, Ali, and spent three farses fn that
OMY Swerking. hie ease. — Marq hind been)
thera but wasn Yoke, amd the ofieer folk
lowed him ta Decatur, where be bad had
trouble with a negra, according ta the”
confession ef Woolen, After one day’
wearth there the officer wen, to Tiunte?
Ville. worked two dave. and” then ont
Lonisvitle, Ky. After a Diree. dare.
seardh it was fom that Mapp hat beta 22
in Lanieviile, bat had lett ahe elty. for
Chiwco. Brock then -retarned ste (hale g
tanogaitand in Maytarreeted o colared bog.
from Chiciso on the charee of grand”
4 : 7

a

‘om Hopkins and had to run out | +

He


BS eee =} ae 3 ht
1a f : TOpET et the ee “ees oe De Wa tO ero i ' Lord, bayve mercy! oh, Lord, | the ghonnd’ that he wae a boy, onlecne, ue gdetective returned to Chattanooga
\ As tes! Sere cel Aya Levent? I terilay mierninze an innovation in methods \xes his ant xaid! je dit My 4 1neOTN) Ra \ the p}tition wet Curth, 17 Eadakels wh ae witlweat. his prisover, . Following anotber
if , Vie satay at nf precaution was introdiyed, and tie en) preaches, nor any ‘ All yesterday afternoon amd into the] and that. he ow mere tie, sepa | ele Brock went to Riemingham, where

tee 1 for bis sucposrorn inbet % t As ieted an cirenas
3 fala, aid tHe luininesa: dike nimtbeesd wae’ machinery thoronghly tested en the | hey bobkinews abune jr \ Pevening the crowd came and went The Latant@l evidener. Fora long tine jt wae Woeaten had said he tirst met Many aud:
sebich It] Was tearried fai yon a bees ending wight, 3 muons renrmined ‘to’ be _) Weoden’s Plan ty Becape. wildest sort bf tales were afloat. Some feasted by the toenl nem wha had te jnqujred  #o closely ‘thar. he fount that
Leredid ofl his executive atdiny ‘peone in the nioriing Gaxcept place the Wooden tik an entirely diteront. fowd tail be was tot dead. and owas sare te! ered] the oy idenoe:si tek 3 eht W 1 Mapp had been in that city after having
1 ; ; ay, Heminest Diva ov the seifold amd give the lor thet matter. He seemed ogre uly re doeme to Jifecagsin, “Others bad heard | gad \ app te ther Pailuwea that th 4 om committed the murder for whieh he yee
(THR PROC SsION ig Dinah} | sichal. The fatal.<crfag weoll do the | tieved fa have the priesta with Hou, and] a rarer aleut how he had died in the Jail, | woul comainte fa senienee naa aha thor lerday hanged, and had been in the evan

reset Abani 790 otdaok these to whem Yok : bp ds ; L their divet celia } tr joil at B epee th xt 3
, ok part in the ceremony very devoutfy, | aud their divete deuginations supplied all) pga “td ‘ pte 3 oa Sirmingham in February for~ i
88 tickets had beet fesued began to stracse | When he left the cell for the xenffold, hey the details, Some of the worn we t efiaa a eel ta ae the petitions bat Jarceny, but was relensed by a mistake 5%
? jito the jail, By & o'Alobk all whe were lane the picture ef abjed fear. Blin sian} Shedding tare: the childeon were secures: 9 grant the comimuatarions, { of the jailer, :
0 ‘ £ Lespeted bad arrived: At 7:40 Kather trenmiece wan sallow int bloxiess, ao) ] doe abeut in aw dased, wcared way. They The Crime. Binek epent seven days tn and ‘aroand
& few persegs Whi had -beon pay Ej Wales 1 Father Nol valtent i oan + ehe nig ht Tae + 4 Wirwi 3
ApBolutuwnt to either the hana: Be aun fore ders ie a ea Srl his Mads hung limp hke thase of n dead egies d a sone, — thing had hap}! re "oeahon Tee. 17, Nv. the re<i-' ning 5 pont amd at last heard Chat an 4 re
eetpbled im the @flices of } toina L i erdlateaknecwive ; ae tte He MBETS | man, Ble serned paralyzed by the aw. petie wm gen steed an knots M loseville ay enue, we BS, | ba stared onarth.  Tenacionals the
shortly before A o'vlen k Ue Dail) Pi Lons ery es Were ¢ eld, comseting of Dgutiy aa of bis fate, tathed dn dow tones, and expressed < q tnt by four nervy offi we aturk to his rane, avd rete
dim Baste lide Be ie & Peipek | winging acl praser iS winlon died wm de- On oursdas ight Woaden confecend | Kids Of opinions resanheg lis gant and ‘, fired in rapdd enoemmion, af | ied to Chattanoces, went at once to Shot
: he poms far oe op desocd dd] fan's | Sone Carte . Ker several weeks be hid to fant Trewhitt that whrie tar slipped | Mneccnee,, parendiy trom: the saloon of “Marion Rows] field, Ala. and spent thete durs< in that
to retorn tq bis bifiee rr Py to be a et] worn a crtcitix suxpenied fron: bis nevk, |intd the wrong well the other night he dit} Weedeta bely wae kept in thie ater | Joa few ainutes the ealoun was crowded | Cif sworking his case, Mary hat bees |
a tepricré br ofher “ero 1 thc dige Tosa Fa git pales aed Pst « pie ues: ee ae ane the intention of effecting. ail es. ii ments Polnaypisitie. aneueee with men mud the dead. body of Rosa, | thera but was coee, andthe oflicer folk
ceived hy hin padinees froin they ot rig i ap " “a vest r mn thie gullows, and | cape if possible The plan'was for his nh ae: CA ete Lape uk the «}whielf was found) tring an the floor, was] lewed him ta Decatur, where he had bad
owas iol ae i v2 os suried with bin, ¢f confederates in cell 4 1 tain the jait- aby ' sage y, t fhe wervices the body will | examined py the opicers Ino the prevepee [trouble with o tegra, avcording te thes
{ the scaffold ju. tifte . bet PPD Pte pg 5 hy be , sere - an Hutdg tooth, ay he mine, pecerene ee ee ty the Cathalia cemetery for ad the crowd, If was found that he had | conféesion of Wooden Afior one day's
si me ion than Wea absolately me. * uddy could «hp to the circle ant arte oon kot to death by eum " “are be 'etiver ss ig
inj}omary, and erery matt had to. present | try bij baud at working the combination Mapp ss fedy owas left at) Franklin's | cf hile. who oak —— rs y froit a af) — the otiver went to Hume oe
iva] brit Uirket: a¢-the' doottbefure. he embd | and gel ting ont. } ' anderinhing eatablishinine vntil Inte bast | tte was withing in hin char TT while fee we ol iwo days, and thea ont
Meagting & } gait mlmittance ta the Jail, The res «He Mad twee or three books in hix cel! Sit when it wan meved ta the home of | ardty blow WAN soon chek’ f Shag py he vate Natt ong oak, ty vg Ren P
¥ as . ‘leat were: Father Walsh inctadiae a Bible that he wished given po] Wevaliens mother in Ward's alley, where fand title group TERUGHALBCL TIRE tea eon ee ee
Seite and Te | old wiseers oe tort ing, of the Catholie chpreh, bie mother. Father Walsh: tock sb $i it will he kept unl seine time today, whet Psa Lena ng af a gathered at fhe] in Jaruiewill s hat had left the city for
t J 3 ; ie tire Wateh aud Ny Smith, of the estore, Congregational | ioe af ithese and will see that bis wixhes Some of Mappa frtend« got mp a subse re lah ice acre and ine used it in whispens, | Chi ¥ Broek then returned to Chat-
ye dmfnister. spiritnal einadias| charch: Rheriff Hydey? Juier Ryurnett, [8fe cagried aut : tie fot ard borghe hima sery decent Neral nearly every fireside in the ejty | tanegga ond in May-arrestet a colored bog)
19 Ayko et Wear ts Lace, lists Deputies Ulbricht, Prigthure, .Waasmatie, too bo o8 Yaclecipsacneneas Se} cotlin, and the talk ast night wae that # ipa te was dineussed forslaya 9, | remy Chieazo an the charge of grant
Bad. pened tein Of the. gridard| Siew, Mewith, “Pirwck, (Auatm, Malian OCPRESSING THE BUTTON. | jot Wuaht be buught an the eobored dniry- | 4p, v6 atone clue to the perpettator.of | Intex, aud one day asket him if. he:
« * ‘ is, “TS ee Ae: ree ery ’ . Sind tees nae e : f ler wo vite , ater’ fy
lips the the mina ureernelfix that dda, 8 sie Hasan Hf dedi dope «| aud Constabtow |. aS Be: P 1 this aed . Me Sw on sah ag gs all th» ‘hivers fonhd de? of: ker tas ee wat mare te ont hr was wseenineeis
from bie peek. But. Mapp. with ou pled, Doe and fohnsdis Dr. Kerr, dias | Papediitows Mauaecr ta Which the + tires Ht wi Be burried 1s she not murnvel } Rat Nope did] wl thee man. aud. that he bad left Chirgo4
“ap hha tongue. dnd Fearon ak WIT gies Phazan, Gray and Rell Attorneye Haslep Mreestion Was Performed, | eres parr geval, Mapp's father : ‘ ees tA man had been shot} cage! for Sioux City, la. Brock reported say
turned away ati refused 10 fet big Jie} aad Tevines and the follwing dewspaper | ACH BS nfeiock the condemnel men pcb 3 i fontzumets Alay am) shonid att ‘led, but ne one was in the saloan | to | hief Mitchell, who wrote to the chhef
pelesily adigonitpns, asin k TepresentaGves: — Mel irGanluer, of the | Were sated on the w sffold, and four inin-| Wore sent hone ie Date Heiribg The | ha Die, ho one saw the shots firtd, [at Sloux City adking him to arnest: Mapp”
re Re Bete the dasha h News: (8, Bo Huinphrw, uf the Tren, | utes Inter Sherif Hyde tonchedt te dite | Vy Pay nt homie, It will probably be pont, ofc He one saw the meu, ec far aa tue) if possible. Ou the Ith day of Jane,
exiled. were le® by deputies yee tH and 4 Ee M. Parker god Wy C.-Helk- | tem asta signal te the deputies at: thet ptey. Sy paral | takes plice im thie elty, | ofwer could they learn. Mowever, a | INs% Chief Mitchell received a -telegrats
ells, and, ernjdpanied Simin & ei nay ot The Timex. Pim wan the en-|taltes phave, Ata word from Cot: US} charch rit sa as eMored Congregational boot Was found later who had seen five] from Sioux Cily stating that Mapp wae
fathers, thay ipigaet dott, (re TEMET EWE) tire arty which wituttased * thésyxecn- | brieht A pulled simultamedsy, acd the iy ee meget gyre alee, (he Place on the night} mule ertest and would VA bel, for’ the
te the chnsern }. where the exeau Be fion. : ¥34 $ ae Work siaa dome, Wreaden was progouheed OX FARCICAL PEATURE. ! *y “i * ing. art With @ description of | Chathauawga ofheen, Brock wae? seat
took iplar Wodden Bppeared an iE i ; f ne Uibricht : ei aces tina af af- pare Piven suinites alier. the ivop 3 ~ é 2 ie cehe ~ ete has! to woth. | “Thetce | ty Alpe city mentioned. and on the 24h of :
trahes, : Mee waa depart! . 31s Up kui te the pthee, aad: Sheriff | 4nd lappy iu fifteen ininutes, After hane- * be pen Were arrest@l on su<picion and ft de returnet ith) 4 wa N
irs iy dsl Bead paged ite : Hyste gave ‘slireetions. gti tha: enaflal: Ine twats falvuthastna Woden were nate The Bestée Meibierd ta he. Vadrr- aubacyneatiy re’ ‘YY proving alibis, identifient ee Coat ce who ba Cor.
thé quiet: titnegs. almost: drown: Everyibiog Was fine Decentiy ~ | flows. the fege untiet, the Handenffs taken ‘ 4 mais: ‘ , f Wp Memeday night, twa dare after the dees fhivew tas in ‘k weet ©
pelt valmsbsh. piideas Seki « veel Se ail inorder, Ali the deputies wore these | OF ye Popes removed. from The necks ten male iis yeeterday the bodies trarddr of Mova, Detective Charlie Reick at se ee. ae ae
foto his companions ears by the get Yacht capa ne bodees of their nticial jue fad Ut Hnp and Alfetes tbesties wore a i Pt ced ig te el were taken: dewn | and fohn Hall arewted Bhddy Wooden | hatntntter, witnecm ana in all rode 4-4
i teas ee $f Godt byt hin wide F Pa regan Depatios Habaid, Smith, Nisan, [Slecet dn 5, Ptah coffine prepared far the the Stace ot bude ae Eom =i ne hd charge of borelacy, Wt the time | (14) fnilee in xearch of Mapp, Lerrr Riana 85)
“Lood-byg, boxy,” Manny selied i lavise nud Przmoré Were prrauead poeeeoh. These cotline were made. of have rene OF Franklin, a dol | of thea arrest be wae at his mother's hoya | dans tative PE EAA ri ot Se,
a bratal éatin the jaca apkery Ay 4 il arotimd the-table seth ‘3 na apie rmiamoh planed Jupberiand were stained ore an taker on Chettrat street, Ie fon East Ninth etreet in bed with ihnees re Sa of the murdered man, pay:
avers huddled: ia! grovp (ef Prisoners dwhita] Pietured in yesterday's Panes, und! the brown pn the outside. After the trplies = n é yveritle mad 4 iD streets, Inn Mapy Woolen: was taken. to tharcaanty He traveling expe TSH, ; 3
ing trial fot miube. offeinser, 3 Tapes underneath, ond of which when were plared in the coffing aud the arma eich jie a erowd “hat gathered ahpat | jsil, where heowae feckel ny on the chaeee Aj Trial and Conviction. ;
The doomed ben! werd led ¢ 1 jerked: eproeicg the rip f bene: fullled geroas the breast j ; the plice and were gaging euvionsly into | on whieh he had been mat Vaan Wooden and Mapp were never given &
moon ta a) fp t beneath and urrestel, and Man F ue)
scaffold and sentipd i P dbp} thertal che eondemnede Pete The HL : , the room where the bodies lail The tleft the cite hurried! ‘ APD) prolilpinars henrins. ve grand jury bad
ete in campochairs, Pay h- : ie condemned tnen inte eterna) @ Black Caps Were Removed gions were at : h iis horrigslv i ; ins. aa the grand jors
3 Walsh. jwith4 pions. fea wit bop] Oe Pach of thou dephtite had bold af [and Und neeks carefully examined > da eda e : { Hupalelpe prs hater “in the 4 A (tue. Sf alreddy returned a true bill againet them.
eaten abl res from the gitual of he | OUP handle; withthe Pxeceptiun of Tha- Hudily’s eyes were jurtly open, bat wrt 7 ania ait fe Ruroach aul] Daring tis confinement in the es In the fall of 1802, Wooden was tried and
rch, : E j } Vix. Who manipulated two. non Adama | thire Qas nothing on his face to indmate | men, Aw pee a eather of the hanged | jait Wooden forme a farat intiing ay Cen wicted, and Any lant yomer Mapp was
ob, Tord. the houl of Thy fers] ae Braid) Warrnan) Wire deputized ta that he had auffered very umch in aying. |paicitial byt real rh " ees ms an | with & negro prsonee. El Dillard, ahd tttsh and both Jere eentenced to death
t whe ie i 1.’ i bd Daa ii one te Burnett amd | The deat ronoinced bis’ neck broken \ ; Mis amen S0ites ocd tctar oee hoa thins whieh fet Dillard) te | 28 tbe gallows, /Mapp was convicted OB
: bast aed at Breck-on Buddy Wooden, a sboertiway from the bawe df the skull.

\ireen Badgelt, Janes Miller and «iM. /t Z

wh) aa i Mcortst ae hoes - elie that he was eonnestod ig wage | PETC circumstantial evidence, while:

Sone ibid stag from Wenden’s treed Reading of the Death Warrants, Magafs ¢yea were closed, ma though bh? erat naresh oN g Pipa ge a ie wax. pr know something abont the bab Woddeo!s confession went much egainet—
Tafeanting Dightien 7; AI i At S10 Welick Sheet Hyde wink ie the had pnbe te Hep naturally.! Hie: tuned Brita dorsi beacons: a< ory ne uindar. This intellizence Titans © egiin- hime Roth-rasea were nppealed to mrs

Burrett were i yitcloar Ve becle wilt s 2 Brock fiat cls of othe etiam: in the hoxnispl was protrivting from “hin neath a short The esbibition was carrie] on for same i aapein to WP Ebest. who reports] | fee court, aud‘ in October the devisiat
eee eae wer pine the limbs $f rain and read the death worrums.  diorh | fo eect sey h mas: tnlfen tis of a ath} giow anit about $20 had been. taken lit trikt han thet ate ke SSeories had Leen | Uf the lower eaurt was alhemed and they
@ ; 1 ube ribs wean eka aw strahgnlation. e dovtor aereed thats when an nnespeted juterrnatimn ; wel pa the burglary chance and fond | ¥“ré xentenced to hang Dec. a ~ ‘i
Raut? arous their necks 5 i . beri the awful Import 0 ean: Ms bie neck wae not broken, but that | farin at Chiet Win cad ce ehae Noh Abe | guilty)” He aeow seo to be removed te] Siftce their first arreat Woaden enjoyed oe
Without 2 trethor to bee body Woolen} cnay Ata ‘word fee) the xherit- 21 ip Mast Strangied tu Death. | to qnit operations a WeTWAnA Rens | the whrk house te serve hit sentence on | & lidtle diherty on Dec, 10, 1803. thanks ceo
Reread plier dont With “fremakard| men were thou be ide ea peat the The Goa wer quickly’ nailed to the ent | The facie ate char Marar Oa achat charge, and the-detetive deridl 1, [19 the bix fail delivers, hut wae eaally
Sorat cand} eo yi adem edoe BL fhe Ls to the seaffokl on the <ecand floor | 22% 8h) Deputies Trewhitt, Adame, Brock fof the disgraceful publi exhibition. dnd tenn antl he wore ia shat place befare | eepthred stan, 8 in a Mirminyirim «aloo
ea ju Find epaity wheg the drop’ gli he| heeeath, Father Walah and i ‘i and. Waseman few as pali-learers Jin lunuediately in ' : 2 2hey prapeg him on the mnarder affair. ‘The | whepe be wae known as Will Powell:
ad just ae igh words, “The an ff were In othe cell sith Tebie Won ake ithe upstairs and placing them} at ones ihtified Vee tke: 7 i faeetead Pte to sunrd. Morgan, ane te | Sitew the decision of the loweraner was
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“Mapp, on the éther dah enniaited! 1a | Scaffold, repentiuc’ ahh a hatte ty the fow mofites a dray whs in the street op fans using ba es heaan Apia 2 t Phe chief | oicettter if possiie, and at the «age rade hoax eisenite jail, er bilge cage scct
curse and becaspnalls Potente Bis bine | Bucde wie vere ques red midicons pesite the jail. The cothns were hustled | closed Ue déurs of the paeidishien: | posted hin onsite what action to take if | be perfectly happy. Mapp distinguished
rorence. ° Ho réspinded at thes te [He hot Mayp raig ont) enn: mob’ Pout and handed in-and in the twinkling Shad the bedy of Wooden taken -t At -feertaih thinwe should materialize in the | himéelf receatly hy enying to @ reporter
remarks. of Mle lawyers. and ones uttdfod toh Dit inteeconeg sige ! male} of an pye were aroand the copper and | home of hiesyarente and orderel 4 Me Loose. [le twa nt threeweeks Mr. Morgan | for & Knoxville Paper that hevwas going
an qnvectiv® vegdinat. Sherit Hyde, bit| fote Jeaving bbe soll ana wip te a hae ont of Gght-<. The onsispeetice multitude Mafip's body Oho looked wien < 4 pat {age Fort te the detective ¢o the effacr |id Hell and sronld prepare the war for $+
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without explanation ws tu; thé causa, |} ciffaowere belad wt] never gancht ou. - A’ few Harkies down f nntil: sent to bis home in Monguannserrg. | that the case was ready. and he etliedr, Gengral Nenoely, the murderer of Oper: Plane rapde,

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animal heat and respiration restored, with all the facial and general
muscular expression of vitality. Had the surroundings been favorable
much more.could have been accomplished but. enough was done
show the actual possibility of devéloping vitality in a body.in whict
life is presumably extinct. ee is aie: LO viens ;

After the removal of the body to the college, where
it was prepared for dissection according to Martin’s
Among the Crowd present at the execution were John
Fostet and his wife, the mother and father of. Mrs.
Witemmeter; James Foster and his wife, a brother
and sister-in-law of the murdered woman; Nelson
Foster, another brother; Mrs. Benhanit and daughter,
also relatives of the deceased, and Charles Francis

b Perpetrator of the deed,
scour © country, and it seenied the uz
termination ;

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] : i ee , hAR maine — A ho Whiattam4 re Ts
colored, who in the most brutal manner murdered John Whittemire and
Nabe bd 9 Wa he 4 ' hy ie ah . 3 _. Q 4
‘ > nN 14 of the SsSstr , 39t Anuarv Ana we

Wife while a&leep, on the night of the 25th of last dz nuary, and who
vv oe oe arate, “a baal New’ oe ry

? de ac } . sA +r Hla DK+ Sn cx + refused todav t Oo ta ke
was sentenced to be hanged on the 26th inst., refused today t Te

an appeal to the tori Court, NATIONAL POLICE GAZETTE, P
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KNOX KNOCKED OFT. :

Hanging of the Brutal Black Perpetra’
of the “Bell’s Bend Murder” Horror

the Body of the Executed Miscreant.

(With Portrait] tre

Nasuviizz, Tenn., March 28.—Between twelve and
fifteen thousand spectators witnessed the execution
of Knox Martin this afternoon. The doomed man
slept well all last night, rising at six anddonning ®
new suit of black, a present from the doctors Co whom
he had willed his body. He breakfasted at nine
o'clock with the Sisters of Mercy, who administered
consolation. When asked by Sheriff Price how he
felt, he said “all right,”’ anid asked for a glass of wine

nd {5 have his, pictars take, Bott requests were
granted. Until to-day he refused all interviews, but
about ten o&l forreporters-and made s
fall confession, differing in many fespects from his
previous statements.» At mid-day, just after his con-
feasion with Father Viele, ho was brought out of jail,
placed in a large wagon and with an escort of forty
police the procession started for the scaffold. *

An immense crowd of three thousand, which
had for hours surrounded the jail, followed. The
route of two miles was filled with men, women and
children. The intense heat caused: great suffering.

- Martin spoke a word or so only. With a stove-pipe
hat set jauntily on his head, he emoked » cigar and
calmly watched the crowd. Just after passing @
small creck almost to the scaffold, the wagon-bed
“gave way, and Martin dropped through to theground.
With.» hearty laugh at the ep recovered
his position, ana soon was on the ground, eyeing the
pcr WITHOUT VISIBLE EMOTION. ‘
Mounting the steps, he stood on the platform, ten
feet square. For the first timehe trembled: + ~ 4

Through the cap, while on the drop, he thanked the
sheriff, while the priests offered words of reassurance
and hope. With stroke of the hatchet the rope was
cut, the trap sprung, and Martin fell four and. half
feet. He gave a single shudder, and hung motionless
the neck having evidently been broken. At the end
of ten minutes he was pronounced dead, but on ac-

count of the doctors’ proposed experiments the sheriff
would not cat the rope until fifteen minutes passed.

As ho dropped the doctors grabbed him. The rope -

was cut immediately, and an effort made to relieve
tho pressure on the spinal cord. ‘Then he was taken

up ond hurried to a tent a few hundred feet distant, .
| where he was stripped of most of his clothing. Then :
began a vigorous rubbing of his legs and arms, while

efforts were made to restore breathing by alternate

pressure and relaxation on. the. chest. His head was -
raised, and in a minute a strong galvanic battery was’:
attached. All began to work and watch for the least |

signs of returning consciousness, Remarks, not ex-
pressive of the least possible chance of the doctors’

success, were fally passed around, but still the medi-

cal men worked away, and the spectators craned their

necks yor a glance now and then at the object of so’

much interest.

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At last conclusive twitching of the muscles of the

face was noticed. Then a movement was discernable

in his limbe, and finally the most remarkable and

satisfactory portion of the experiment—the body
GAVE THRRE DEEP DRAWN GASPS FOR AIR,

The electrodes of the batte

of the brain and the chest.

ing on the current the con

were visible. Every exp

feated—pain, fear,

ceased under the battery,
e, where the experfments w.

wit.

of : mob

the body was
ere renewed,

Suffice it to aay that more was accomplished in the direction of devel-
oping vitality than ever before—the pulse having been revived and the

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CURRENT DETECTIVE, February, 1966

L, David Kent

HE flashlight spilled a flood of Barely had the two boys carried the
brilliance over the inert figure of body of Frank Boyd into the combina-
aman. Both arms outflung, his tion living-room and bedroom, when
chest spotted with blood, he lay onhis Deputy Will Essary strode into the
left side in the front yard of a tenant house. He moved close to the bed
‘house in the unincorporated commu-_ where the victim lay and made a brief

nity of Chic, Tenn. ° examination.

The woman, still clutching the flash- “Shot with a pistol,” Essary said. .
light, turned to face two neighborhood He surveyed the five persons in the i
youths. room, then he singled out the woman.

“He’s dead, all right,” she said. “You called me,” he said. “Did you vi
“There’s nothing we can do for him. discover the body?” | :
You'd better carry him inside.” She shook her head and explained

that the younger of Frank Boyd’s two
motherless daughters had run to her

FELLED home calling for help. The woman

_ Answering what he thought was an in- had first telephoned Essary and then,
-... nocent invitation to chat, Frank Boyd, accompanied by two neighborhood
3 eas — from the porch of his boys, had hurried to the scene. They

Sentai

ERE sith a en ee

home, be into a shattering fusil- had reached the Boyd home at 6:15 on

lade of shots that cost him his life. the wind-swept night of December 8.
2 . : Bice deputy’s gaze shifted to the 4
; ee eecapmren swore daughters who stood shocked and |

as silent in the doorway. Aware that

x Lene ' they were expected to explain what

~~ had happened, one of them stepped

--°. forward and stated that she and her

-..,.. - sister had beert washing the supper

“. dishes when they heard a man’s voice

‘ call to their father from the front yard.

Mr. Boyd had opened the door and

invited the caller inside but the invi-

tation had been curtly declined. She

then heard her father cross the porch

and descend the steps into the deepen-

ing darkness. She had heard a man’s

voice which she did not recognize,

call out: “Have you got your burial

fees paid up, Frank?” Then there was

a fusillade of shots. By the time she

and her 14-year-old sister reached
their father’s side, he was dead. ~

While awaiting the arrival of the

_ Sheriff, Essary and the two youths,

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Slave NED, black, hanged for murder of master at. Springfield, Robertson Cos, TN, She
10-31-1

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j Caemliod: tor a crima computed jn 76 Ct Tee
. bot i : } . sl ; -* 7 Mame tine, ia ee
r Obert soit county #inee the ven 7 red (, > aie cde,” } i
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David 1. Wa lop Wea BR prospergons “3O ad hte te
farmer and Stave qeane: whe lived ia ) ; es mm eS he aid
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what fs aow the Bighteenth Oistriet, \ rr ik tia
. feo pAb a LA hte
his farm being en ths road that leads oe YA INT | ri
vom the Adeirville Fike to what is a ;
1,3 un j Tillie’ Dean ae, > Ny ‘ hh se ad
How Known a3 Youngviile. Gillie’ Deay \ DAL ae es 3 an . sai
PINE Sir. crm Mahdi deena D \ hi, We NG ie | ( no ay, a
: <u s wr ~ od moon - ~
t sud tha Walon graveyard is on. this Lal
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Walton's slaves aging! Ned and Pote be tt Ae ON leg ee Gi: Aaa
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vere ghopping wood fn new sicteele P| i

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were Al Work, an argument follawed, ( 4 a. Che Cee The ows w re vere nen JS
ahd he was chopped to death with an pe Wb A. M pes '
wx@.. Both slavea wern arrested and ( 7
charged wilh murder. ee aie Soe

Al the October ‘term ef the Chreutt. fo 3 ene Vetere ve, Ge i _ bth
Court, 1845, both Ned aad Petar war oe ask: em NER Ce. bi! te)
nAnterd, charged witty muordes 11 the =
first dexzcee Thelr teint took place’
ab the sane term of covrt. On Mridny,
October 30th, the jury returued a ver

F ; - a3 ' § deem Yy - \ é f “ ; y 5 -, ; YY os
en Mroo\W alton wont to where the rglavew : {- - yer es a *.. ye Lh at Me i RA; x NA Ate oy het et —
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dict ot ie as to N om 9 ; ‘ \ tae ? ; . i t
guilty lo Ned, Peter was bad Ube aca ee 4 i one tll Oe CVU et’
Riven a verdict of not guilty, The | ae aad Sede ( if ideo ae ae * J
fallowlng day Judge Mortimer Martin Rp Cae OO ee. | ate Pe LO oy Cl tay
fontenced Ned to be hanged within (pe if ot
g. Aut | Mo (Bt. He a ee Ly ae Nes Gee Dy
one-haly mile of the Courthoras on | Alle Ru dN Paes afl al - eg Pe
Eriday, October &1, 1846, and on thet CO a4) SOL oe ar by a [: Sia \. | Ee ae Oe ae, “Sees
date he. was executed by She THE Green \ \ wi | . ee te : - { aa!
Benton. In the absence re) of Hon. WwW. it bee erat ( AALS . SAN heen, io ee a \ ty i. “| wae there fen Gn ce ee Pe ye ,
Johnven, the, ailoruey- -peperal, Tfon” \* 4% hoe ie 4 {
spinal: ons. " 4 Aye. Eee x , ~~ N i
“Alfred. Robh, au attornoy at tho r | Pee oe on ee a\ my a, qe . ee Oe i { e id -
o ) \ hb Whine -
Springfield unr, was chosen attorney Ry se bt. Wi: Wai ke Lea é . : seash' Ss el i ae | vt x
Beneral for the October term of aonct i Nal o eae + { ( is \
and prosecuted the two ginye- ae | 4 ( — fA leq i yi sai fs 4 ya yf 4 pA. Ga “& 7 Oe nee
. * at te Ff 2
The members of tae trial jury ware: i ied tek wtts SE ak ee ae Ge ee PON ee Oe On <r OY be a Fe
dohn S. Harris, Siephen Pepper, Gey. rea u : ; { / {> 1 re
a faa 4 , ‘ Ni nei ce en . ~ -_ ry
W. Band, Jo Rawls, Jo Meaynoldsa. John & % 4 a Go ALO euden Cx t io {- Ate : 1
Forbes, Jomee Rawia, Wim. snderecy, 4 oy A ela foes] Yr { (} te
Mary A, P. Porter, Win Mo dap ard, a4 Nf tact se . ae ars hs ot a ak Oe Lf VPa_p ord peo 4
Jas. M. Benton und Wr. i. tawson. | at + * tole Ante eo vit ele ter V. A EE oe eee
f bf 4p Weryprlesy t rt { f é { , ; < a
Tha hang if took Plare omacey a ( itis. ( rot Lina y pile ct: if Tooke ¢* 54 all
tren that stool tna tleld on the seats _ : i oan unre \
Bide of the Port Royal rand. qow WE, oy dee, ao Venice Ub wet “ae. a cick ba “A. ae ids vy EES pat
Avenne, West, This tree was stand. { A
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were mot chopped dow vetip peal. ; , a wi \ Se? x ALAA Sat a x ‘ \ + "4 ‘\e :
denees were built alone that. atte aa | ey ee AR MOO LCL rats Saanch aaa COA EC cas
Fifth Avene, The hm side nee of bean . a ere ees eke Foo icarnmenrenetie ate nig eg aden by

Phu. Woedard, Paul Me Murry, Wit So ae ae Rh one
Jarrell and athers haw oeeiity rrovnd
‘that WAS enclosed In the Meld tn xhteh el
the. scaffold was erected on whieh :
Ned was hanged, |

OM citlzana who wltneeood the ae.
eculion told nie the doomed maa pode
from the jail to the sesffold oitttae
on his coffin which was ty aa hares
Wugzon,

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with the aid of powerful flashlights,
searched the front yard. Behind a
lilac bush, in the corner of the yard,
they discovered a man’s indistinct
footprints. From this point, what ap-
peared to be the same footprints led

toward the highway, a thousand yards’

distant.

“The killer waited behind the lilac .

bush, called Boyd outside and am-
bushed him,” Essary reconstructed the
crime after studying the signs. “The
slayer fled toward the highway.”

At this juncture, in answer to Es-
sary’s urgent-summons, Sheriff Clar-
ence Williamson with Chief Deputy
James L. (Doc) Morris, and the coro-
ner, Joe Curry, Jr., arrived from
Dyersburg, seat of Dyer County,
twenty miles to the northwest. While
Essary apprised Williamson and Mor-
ris of what had happened, the morti-
cian examined the body. They dis-
covered that three pistol bullets had
entered the victim’s chest. A search
of the dead man’s pockets tevealed
only a package of tobacco, some small
change and a closed pocketknife.

A6\AJ ELL probe for the bullets,”

Curry told the sheriff. “They
may help give us a line on the murder
weapon.”

Williamson nodded, then turned to
the small group of onlookers that had
gathered. Questioning them might
provide a lead to the twilight slayer.
But if kindly, peace-loving Frank
Boyd had an enemy who hated him
enough to take his life, none of the
neighbors was aware of it. They were
agreed that the dead man had been
popular in the community, never
known to quarrel or cause trouble.
There was only one suggestion of an
argument, and even this was so small
the informant hesitated to mention it.

“Tell me about it,” Williamson per-
sisted.

Reluctantly the man revealed that
the other person involved was Britt
Lester, who lived near the land Boyd
had cultivated. The quarrel had been
the outgrowth of a disagreement as to.
who was entitled to the yield of sev-
eral pecan trees which grew near the
line separating the land the two men
rented. That had been several days
ago, however, and the informant knew
of no subsequeni trouble between
Lester and Boyd.

Williamson made a mental note to
question Lester at the earliest oppor-
tunity. An altercation over the pos-
session of several pecan trees might
well furnish a strong enough motive
for murder.

By dint of much patient questioning,
Williamson learned further that an

overall-clad figure had been seen |

shortly after the shooting running
down the winding road to-
ward the woods that fringed
Chic’s landing point on the
Mississippi River. The in-
formant, however, had not
recognized the fleeing man.

At this point, Morris in-
terrupted his chief. “Hadn’t
we better form a posse and
patrol the river bank? May-
be we can keep the killer
from crossing into Arkansas
or Missouri.”

Williamson promptly
agrecd. “I’m afraid we’re
too late, though,” he said
ruefully, as Morris and Es-
sary headed for the door.
“Its now seven-fifteen,
which means the killer has
an hour’s start:'on us.”

Minutes later Essary and
Morris returned with a score

ce Disputes over. the yield fr om this ig

Morris, above, hat, helped narrow the —
-search down to the actual murderer.

of heavily-armed men, friends and
neighbors of the victim. They quickly
organized a search of the undergrowth
which bordered the winding road to
the river’s edge, but to no avail. An
hour later, weary and footsore, the
posse gathered on the steep levee
overlooking the Mississippi.

“Not a sign of the killer,” the sheriff
said at last. “Two of you men stake
out here and grab anyone who at-
tempts to cross the river or to land
here. The rest of us will divide into
two parties and search the river bank
in opposite directions. Watch your
step, all of you. We’re dealing with
an armed murderer.” i

For several hours they searched the
marshland adjoining the river bank,

~deploying and extending the hunt irito

the adjacent woodlands. Heavily
armed and carrying powerful flash-
lights, both searching parties were de-
termined to flush their quarry. But

= DISPUTED .--:

of pecan trees suggested a number of -
‘suspects, but Chief Deputy James L,

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NANCE, John

"The life, trial and confession of John Nance, who was
executed at Rutledge, Tenn., Dec. 27, 1867, for the mrder
of Wm. McBee, By Will R, McBath and E. W. Adkins,
Knoxville, Tenn., printed by Brownlow & Haws, 1867.

(Copy at Tennessee State Library, Nashville), 19 pages,
"Nance, a Union Soldier, was convicted of killing M'Bee,
a Confderate, near the end of the war in 1864. Nance
Claimed to be drunk at the time, and had no recollection
of the killing, Presumably, if he had done it inten.
tionally, it might have been considered an act of war
and thereby Justified," 712 MCDADE 213

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"eeelhree thousand persons witnesses execution, “he rore
suspending him was Ak #Ong and he died from Slow’ gbuangu-
lation in great misery. TIMES, New York, 12-29-1867 (1-2)


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t
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pedo Ne ay

ng. ;
ent negro at ali times, mond wag va
"ems PABTICULARLY. VICIOUR.. |.
when under the fnfluence of lquor,
was a favorite amusement to mount 8
horse, and with a loaded revolves in each
boot, two more in his belt and «= donbdle-
barreled shot gun in his hands, to ride
over the surrounding country, cursing
und threatening any One brave enough to
venture to expustniate with him concern-
ing hiaconduct. Upon one of these trips
be bad the effrontery to:

RIDE BOLDBY INTU BROWNSVILLE

ploy of Mtr, King. A quarrelsotmey'

x

and go galloping through ite sperigy ©

streets, His Impud@uce very proper}
caused his arrest aod for a time he w
lucked up in jail, He would‘have re-
tnained there for several months had not
Mr. King, who, hearing ot his troubie,
came into town and gave bonds for his
release. In these reckless ri Stithpough-
out the country he wonid, w thou leave,
take one of Mr, King’s saddije horses,
which was invariably |retarned the worse
for bad usage, , st RE Rt
| - PRELUDE TOTHE TRAGEDY,
Saturday, the 30th day of September,
mond, who at the |time. was working
fot Mr. King, was ordé¢red by that gentle-
7man to take a couple of males and a
' wagon and haul some ¢otton trom the gin
house to another portidn of the plant f.
Edmond harnessed. up the: mul Ra)
started about his work, while Mr, King
went of to a nsighbor!s to attend tosome
private business, In hauling the cotton
the mules staliéd, and, |like mules, atter
refused to pull. The gentle Edmond
picked up a huge club, and, enraged at
the obstinacy of the brutes, struck one of
them—a valaable animal parchased a few
days previous by Mr, King for §250—over
the nose, breaking it. Not satisfied, he
pulled out a koife and) catching the brute
withone hand thrust) the keen Diidé'in
its mouth, and jerking upward cat the
fleshy parts of the Jaw In a borrid man-
ner. After lacerating |the poor brute he
left it, and gotng to ~ obher jpeeat he
mangled it tn like /mannet. Age
mounting his load be applied-the “ black
soake’’ in a liberal manner to.the mad/
dened brutes, who jerked the heavyareigh
along ata rapid paces) tes 7 e
A REMOXST | he
Mr. King, at the time of Edmond’s eg-
perimenta in rhs aes shoc noe
away,and although ih ‘full view: the
amateur slaughter, did not, by | word or.

ian Ny

tape i]s gay i

1

When first confined in jail he amused
bimeelf by playing on a jewsharp, bat af-
ter two or three weeks’ confinment, acd
with the death sentende hanging over his
head, he gave up that innocent amuse.
Ment, and since contented himself with’

alternate cursing and praying, with a ten-

dency:to.a mors liberal inda ce in the
former,
O'S “& Visrr To THs CELL, ‘

Wy the death sentetied’ was passed
upon him, he was removed to a secure
inner cellin thasecond story, where, se-
carely iranedy ba wag visited by tha Ava-
LANCHE man yosterday morning.

He was found lying on an old, dirty
shuck mattress, and was covered with an
army blanket. When asked how-ho felt
he replied ‘‘ all right,” and to a query as
to how he slept the previous pighi, he
|made the eame answer. All questions as
to thé cause or particularsof his crime:
Were unheeded, beyond a ‘surly anéwer
that he)" “0 | Ib
pee WAST TO TALK ABOUT THAT. |
After king to, him for abont ten min-
utes without receiving any answer the
AVALANCHIAN ceaned questioning and
took bie Jeavern oe obey |
The Prisener’s\Last Heerson Earth.
The excention was fixed ‘to'tak#’ ‘piace
Detwesn' the houre of lwelve “and two
o'clock; vt Pita 2 of Judge T. J. Flippin,
the presiding judge of the coart. | This

ng generally know
® crowd of whites an
lather largely in the
moenced gatherin
from that. time
the. proceasion
ateadily in numbers until there was over

SPIBITY4L OOMPORT, | |.
A little before 11 o’cloek three colored
reachers, Revs, M Winfield, C. Moore and
« H. Freeman, were admitted to his cell,
‘and « few minutes” latet the A¥aLA Nc
man_was also shown up by MrWotnble.
te the face that’ Edmond
indulged in a liberal use of oaths and
curses of the vilest nature during the day
Beeine’? _ merine wes ing | after
ging and praying w the preacher,
expreesed- a: most: perfect taith ta * the

'

T executed

cuit Court of Haywood

THE ‘ORIMINAL *cPROVisEe/

nted
a half son

“Oh, my God, who died for me
And whom I dying ‘on’t deny;
Oh, my dear Jesus who was hung

AAV OAD bY
Or

AAG,
dinette iW

fis i ee o

“*"RRa

Sheriff Sh an then read the following
death warrant In a low, distinct
VWole@s: foes * * Spey
State of Tennesses,

vs. |
Edmond Lee.

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Ciroait Coart of Haywood *Couhtv, No-

vomber term, 1871.—Indictment for the
murder of Elias E. King.

To the Sheriff of Haywood county:

The, Attorney General pro, tem, comes
to prosecute ia’ baalf o the State; and
the defendant, Edmond Lee, is brought to

this bar, (om this 8th of December, 1871),

-CVINg 40,008

tone af

By ree hal
West OTs A
looking after thefr int
The ; Newtastlé (P
Works burned yesterc
000; insurance, $25,000 —
Jos. Thompson is u
Louis for swindling
Co., bankers, of Mo:
out Of $3250 by a fo
The Democrats i:
House are undecided '
the Governor’s fundir
The ‘first general
artillery association of
Potomac will by hel:

and it is thereapon demanded of him, if] R, I., Wednesday, Ms
he bas anything to say, why sentence af] In :Jan 1450....3
of-death should. not be pronounced on the Sailed from: td ‘verpoo!
verdict of the| jury against him,who noth- | her,
tag firther saith than as before he has said. r | C t
t is therefo-e considered and adjudged fy Hy, C. Comegyzy.
by the court, that the said Edmond Lee be Avindlet, was, it see:
taken hence to the jail of Haywood votnty | Moved from the Nati
from whence he came, and there securely anceiagency.

ept antil Friday, the 2d day of February,

2, next; and that on. thas day het

en from thence to some place a
one mile of the courthouse in Brownsvilla,
said county, and thence, between. the

hours 0f 12 o’olock m., and.:3 o’alodk’*h m.
of the same day be hanged by the neck
upon a lows erected for that pa
until he be dead; and: that the Sheriff of
Haywood county do the execation of this

+t in farthe sidered by: the court
“ims r cons i

that the said famoed' Lee pay bhe coste-of
this prosecution for which execution may
issue,

I, Thomas A. Raynor, Clerk of the Cin
cartity
hd par

case, 1
THomas A. Raryor, Clerk, ;

s

ANOTHER HYMN.

At the concl of thes Sheriff
Sherman asked Edmond for/the last tim¢
if he had anything to aay. i

One more-time,”” was

answer, "Permission bein;

jhe commenced a wild, ori
and half chant, which a

along somewhat as follows: i

Peeters. 3 ait wih ALS side capes Vj

“I want.to sing
the; faltering’
him

How you suffered for me, ~

ef

A through line rai)
York to Chicago-was a
Judiciary Committee }

= is proposed to im\
serio charges
and Garton of K ,
rr meee :

arvey are n
of the suits et the

James Gordon Benn:
elected Commodore of

CONGRESS!
WASHINGTON, Febr
not in session: " |

of ., . MOUSE
e's « Finkelbutg pres
Ane Inst the'passay

ape
that nd-pasmien td! ba 5
tribes, and that deduc
depredatio are to.be
the bill ee
Mr. Pierce introduce

the College of WiHian

deed, give any evidencethat he was a wits mero anda da | . | Virginia, $65,000 for
ose: a GM aminuted shor Eduipnd:had | nese to. die; ile forgave orem en es | oo asiadabgpratse God, | | mage by disogdeply agi
stopped his team at the: taloadi fe Place had doné him an injury, and stated that | Obs Hatiensjett ‘oh, Halle, Halle, Hallelujah, | War. 1 ee
Mr, King rode up ‘arid atid: “dimond, t]he lo to,she arma of his Re.| Praise God. 7 /|. ‘The House proceeded
hired yon expressly |to attend to deémer, 50, i awa oat tbh “committee of ‘th
horses and do farm work. You have beer} eo... ag thes iw oe the Wimaa ti {Soy acute tothan eee Peck Bean pomet! i &: ened i? | far SB
ape balers ged When) I was. at Mem phie Getting acs. the Final Swing. Now I am going home, i . i iis f | MC»
the other day, you got pn my, saddle horse} «After the pay oun exercises wéra‘odu- | ob, Hallela jah, praise God, { veral bills for the e.
and rode all over. tha cpuntry looking for olnded, {Shen Shermaa: and. Jailor oy te. : ai! ents were passed,
your brethren whom you said you wanted | Womble’ entered the cell, and at! once “Ob, Hallelujah. praiie God, from whom a2] The Hanse then
to kill. Beforeand ‘since then you have | dressed Edmond in # pale. of plain. black | on Hallelujah Haile Halle, Halletujah, paisp | establish an -“edticati
continually maltreated my, horses anii|Clothir ‘purchased ‘for thé" Gecasion. |,” Mdm vite shay 1; | apply. the procegda of
tase Just now you! Bave ‘abused that | When’ dressed ‘his arms “werk boc tely tS dh ofditinid ebats adit ite Tate din| the education of the
team ina brutal manner, and you must pistoned behing With @ stout rope; while * An otd-time, soul-stirring tevival t @ od
quit this style of actions.” Leeuw perv ctormlty en? that Was to launch: him bora ne va rng ett ory are Ridelve | air, Goodr sg pmered
Pea! i ee cae a as around his neck, | sw out, e-halleloja #0 (
MUTTERINGS OF THE STORM. - ji} With the knot dn ite: tidn;-be- nd, and pen his colored peckres, | years according to th:
Edmond bristled up at this talk, and | hind the right ear. .-A small giased | least, it had almarked effect. as soba could as shown by.the la
« growled out, “any: mati: who sey? ¢ver | cap, with a quantity of black cambric at-| be beard peding from wit'gua nf r. McNeely offer
abased your horses is a damn liar,” » was pl on bis head with a}: i*! Hére ‘is a wail to: all'nft. pou, admitti peti
With a vivid remembrance of what he} view of anewering the parpose of the | sald, after finishing his song, * well, dutyis ng print 7 ™
' had just witnessed; th tay of-tnao- custom . Ray the Xecution« [-s > | vain and wicked world, filled with suffe | j # * f : : 4
lénce was too much-for Mr, fig to’ In the ve dition he was x | : | ing and sorraw for lam going feel Wd ? é
gad, pleking Up-a small strip jof r 2 CP he ae Lal RR 2 Be 3 jamendments in the «
atrook -Edmon two sharp fope over the Mr. Womb! a ¥He Face ampEN RY TE . Vb,
back, Beyond saying that ‘he woald “gee | DY Mr. Wom {a The black. cambric attschment to thé| | en, yay
. oven,” Edm ond _indalged in he was 1 oan Preriousl > mentio Be PR oie. by
that time, but walked sarily, other prisoners goo pulled dows | ot
This was late Satutda ‘by saying “Farewell, ve man, but not. LITTLE k, Febr
nothing more was see of: Ed :$0 all sin.and. it should have Fayetteville, on
the following .Monday| mornin home,’’ brief Danks ,mamed Jones an.
time Mr, in wont tha ree " | AvaLanonte Waleputas) cb!
residéfce, an fot j
Nog him by name, A lfew. Pacer rye heey ng ot the ‘former
and that cheerful being put‘in ak T4 sant wee rf

4+,8nce, In response to questions; hé said
«, that his back and arms were so
* the blows given him by Mr. 4
y _femlerman cautioned him about
‘Dehayior, wile Pongo
where hiv wife Was, and s
-his bruises. Edmon
PAY rh Poy Arh
aga, B Ang}
healing salyo. i

Ng

b , APAN bim, .
rty then, Armed with ,”
BARA RIED WOE oti!

crowd: at | Wed
OA to the:

sud

a

8 4 er men,‘ Ad . he
WE ye ea RA,

tho Gat that ve tna A .
ures Went op, an ng caught by a
minds verrind ome distdne> awa

body come | Washington!
ter et iene

m4


Be ORS SHES

OR Bok a q ¥
ven this alty at

THE TE

| 4:16 a.m.

| , rainy morning in: the city, t¢ ca! ut oe
in a ‘gloomy, snowy day in the owuntry,

with real estate to be bad in any quanti-

ei see Bg |
dark, dismx

PI

ties that a man could carry !y «iioply

walking over what has been cali

ma facia.”
At

wi‘! tere

i

Brownsville. |

Arriving at Brownsville, our represeb-

tulive stepped from the cara to the plat-

foro. umid a

genuine old snow-storm.,

Stopping long enough to see 25 or 30. ne-
Kroes wet off the train, the Avalanchiagn

started up town.

heard remarks

relative to the hanging.

The prospective exhibition dnd attendant
funeral seemed to be the all-absorbing

topic.
ar hanging,’

nigkah feel.” A modiam-sized Ethioptan,
who was engaged ia vigorously swingtog
@ buudle of hotel checks, in rea
Qeestion as to thé
WHEREABOUTS OF THE JAIL,

jerked hla dexter thumb over his shonide

The negroes all talked about ‘dat

and wondered how ‘dat

in the direction of a neat-looking one aod

a balt story frame house and said that was

it. The house bas very much the uppear-

ance of a fami]

residence, and only

when a’ visitor drrives within -a short
distance will be perceive, those bars
which indicate the uses‘of it. Iv fs ocous

pled, one-half,
the jailer, and

devoted to the p

by Mr. W. W. Womble,
amily, tho othor- being

risoners. . wu?

Histery of the Marder.

From Mr, Wombie the AVALANCHE man
obtained the following facts concerning
the murderer and his deed of blood, the

enalty of which he paid yesterda
if The murderer is named

is life.

with
mond

Ler, and is apparently a tall blooded ne-

gro.

vears old.

wood county.

His exact age is not known, but it
is supposed that
He was reared by Mr.
8, & former well known planterin H

eis about twenty-two
ames

‘he

At the close of the -war

wentinto a nelghborhood some ten miles
north of Brownsville, on what is known

as the Henderson
about two years ago, hé

road. Here,
rat hired to Mr.

Ferr

Elias King, a young gentleman for the

inurder

f whom, in October last, he was
yesterday hung.

During the two years

preceding the murder he worked for va-
rious parties in the neighborhood, but the
most of the time was passed in the em-
ploy of Mr. King. A quarrelsome, tarbn-
lent negro atall times, Edmond was

PARTICULARLY VICIOUS

when nnder the influence of liquor,

was a favorite

Ik
amusement to mount a

horse, and with @ loaded revol veg in each
boot, two more in his belt and s: doubdle-
barreled shot gun in his hands, to ride
over the surroanding country, cursing
and threatening any one brave enough to
venture to expustulate with him concern-

ing bis conduct

- Upon one of t

hese trips

be had the effrontery to’

RIDE BOLDbY INTU BROWNSVILLE

and go
stroets,

His f

m

galloping through its Sperigy
+4

padence very proper

caused his arrest aod for a time he w

locked up in

Jail. He would'have ra-

mained there for several months had not
Mr. King, who, hearing ot his troubie,
came into town and gave bonds for his
release, In these reckless rides | through-
out the country he wonid, withouf leave,
take one of Mr. King’s saddle horses,

which was invariab!

for bad usage.

y |retarned; the worse

A

PRELUDE TO THE TRAGEDY,

Saturday, the 30th day of September;
mond, who at the time was working

es M r. Ktng,
man to take

wagon and haul some cotton
house to another porti
Edmond harnessed
started about his work, while M
went off to a nsighbor!s to attend

was ordéred by that gentle-

a couple of males anda
trom the gin
of the phan: p.
the ’ coaled herd
r. King
to some

p

private business, In hauling the cotton
the mulos stalléd, and, like mules vparsh

refused

to pull,

The gentle Edmo

Picked up a huge club, and, enraged at
the obstinacy of the brutes, struck one ot

left it,
mangi

ne we» Tapid

aod gotug to

ed “it fn “like “|m
. Monnting his load
snake’ in a liberal
dened brutes, who.

1 jabapersto, the

Maca
ag

Upon every side be

ponse to a

\

r

“| dency: ta.a more

in b
me

creted in “a house near Stanton Depot.
Two or three deputies proceeded immedi-
ately to tho place designa'ed and found
no difficulty In secaring “the negro, who
Was securely tied and moved to. Browns-
ville, where he bas since been confined in
the jail. He offered no resistance to his
captors, as was expected from bis known
character.

A Pall Confession.

When questioned congeérning the mur-

der he. made a full confession, and said
that his “pappy’’—Charies’ Carter—had
“put him up’! to do it.

He said that that night, afer Mr. King
ha} struck him, his Pappy told him that
be must kill that gentteman, To enable
‘him to carry out this cheerful suggestion,
his pappy—Carter—furnisbed him with
ald rifle. Carter told him to
wear Mata ballets bela a set of moulds
wh g®ve him, and: then to put. the
elghtiq at ones load, RKdmond Boulded
seven, and after Carter had piaced the
lead in the gan, poured them in aid
astened them down ‘with a wad. Hin
peppy fixed the capon the gun and told
him to take good aim. After killing bim
Edmond was to take the horse, which he.
‘did steal afterward, ‘and was to come to

Dished w.th sufficient money 'to detray
his e@Xpenses 40 Texas, :
THE PROGRAMME OF BLOOD |

was carried out, as stated above,’ but Ed-
mond, instead ot going to Toxas, wentina
northeast diréction, an Anally sold his
horse toa planter Iving near the Tetnes..
see river. With the proceeds of the sale
he came to this city, and stopped for a
week or two enjoying himselfand | .

SPENDING HIS BLOOD MONEY,

Wanting to see a sister lit ng at Stan-
ton’s, he went there, never seeming to
think that he would be wanted for the
murderous crime which be pad commit-
ted, His return bealed his tate,’ |”

_« Trtal asd Conviction, |
The eraod ary and circuit court bein
im session,: was at once indicted an
placed Upon trial for his life. The
ence inst him waa substantial
iven above,

d

evi-
ly that
and the jury, after being out
ust long enough to writgout a verdict,
came in’ with '' guilty of murder

first degree.” The 8th of Decem
was sentenced to be hanged, and
day that sentence was carried into effect
with all attendant legal ceremoni

The Condemned Murderer in | Jail.

When first confined In jail he amused
himself by playing.on a jewsharp, bat af-
ter two or three weeks’ confinment, acd
with the death sentence hanging over his
head, he gave up that innocent amuse-
Ment, and since contented himself with’
alternate cursing and praying,with a ten-

berat indulgence in the
pest,

ci & VISIT TO THR CELE, |
‘After the death. senteded' was dienes
upon him, he was’removed to a secure
inner cell in tha second story, where, se-
carely iranedy h@ wag visited by thea Ava-
LANCHE mun yesterday morning. |

He was found lying on an old, dirty
shuck mattress, and was covered th an
army blankét. When asked how:
he replied *' all right,”
to how he slept the
made tho same answer. All questions as
to thé cause or particulars of his crime.
were unhéeded, beyond a ‘surly answer.
that he) aa | §
~ DIDN*r WaxT TO TaLK
‘After talking

n the
r he
ester -4

» felt
and toa query as
Previous night, he

Ut rear. |
ta. him for aboat ten min-
utes without réceiving any answer the
AVALANCHIAN ceased questioning and
took hie leaven so ay, apes wd os, od!
The Prisoner's Last Heursom Earth.
hehe exccution was fixed ‘to'taks piace
between the houredf Lwelve “and two
o’clock; by order of Judge T, J. Fijpdin,
ioe) of the court. | This
ng genera wo, sbout ten o'clock
® crowd of whites an blacks, with the
latter largely in the ascendant, com-
menced gathering in front of the jai, and
froma that time up to 11:80 o’elock, when
the lp agen started off, it) increased
a ‘lyin numberp until there was over
one thonsend persops asenmbled,,.
7 SPIRITV AL, OOMPORT,. |) aad i
_ A little before 11 o'clock three colorett

Carter’s house, where he would be furs

clusion of: the hymn, Rider: Freeman de
livered  fetvent ayer os emery at
‘the man wh stood facing death. oN]
~ These. ceremontes-occ aot atw8
minutes, ang after/the Dinkstea, Ed.
monds 9 id. asxed fhe aid tot wish
to make a statement, | i
THE MURDERER SINGS A HYMN,
At first he said: ‘All T want is time to

say my prayers,” and then, stopping. tor
a moment, Pa permission to sing 8

hymn, ie :
This was granted him, and then, with
the black cap on his head, arms. pinioned;
rope around his neck ane
to

and the ane
the beam, be commenced pinging af
“Tam

revival hymn, Béginning, ‘
aérve my Lard, and I will praise him un-
til I die.” As has been stated, he pos

sessed a strong, clear musical voice, and
yesterday made the woods by which the
soaffold is nearly. surrounded ring with
his melody. >
, THE LAST PRAYER,

When he had. finished he knelt @
and ip an almoet inaudible tone of--voice
offered the following prayer: “‘ Oh, Heav+
enly Father, this blessed day will you be
eased to come this way and help me?
or, oh! Father, ree see me here in great
distrees, and 1 hope you will save us
And, ob! Heavenly Father, will you be

- @

pleased tothrow down grace upcna this
dying soul? Will you be pleased ta lapk
down upon the prayer. of # a
Kdying soul and ive him more
race? Ob! Heavenly Father, look
wn .with mercy. upon one who
never expects to see another rape gb 86
ting of a sun. May the stamp of sorro

fall lightly. Oh! Heavenly Father, I have
‘much to say in prayer, but oh! Heaven)
Father, I bave not the time. Let m
down jo the dark gravé and gave gia,
Christ’s sake, _Amen.”? | ie

TIEING THE KNOTS,

At the conclusion of his prayer, he
samed an upright position, when ‘Jallor
Womble tied’ his legs together. In tying
them, he pulled tightly upon the rope,
when he was interrupted by Edmond,who
said: ‘Don’t draw it tight that I can;
nat stand up.” eee Pare ae

1s 4 , i] f Z
tte “oorxa Howe?!) 443
When his legs were tied, be said,
dressing the crowd: “Well, my, Ctonde,
this way is the last way, an have but
a short time to live, for I am going to be
executed or prosecuted, or whatever you
call it, and I am going home???) 3 ',4
READING THE DEATH SENTENGR.
Sheriff Sherman then read the following
death warrant In a low, diatinct tone of
voice: | {. 1% 6
State of = ;"
vs.
Edmond Lee. ;
Circuit Court of Haywood ‘County, No-
vember term, 1871.—Indictment for the
murder of Elias E. King.

To the Sheriff of Haywood cou oty:

The, Attorney General ro, tem, comes
to prosecute |in behsif-of the State; and
the defendant, Edmond Lee, is brought to
this bar, ov this aig cet, ni
and it is thereapon deman of him,
he hie anything to say, why sentence of
of death shonld, not be pronounced onthe
verdict of the jary sgainat him,who noth-
ing farther aaith than aa before he has said.

ra is threrefo-e considered and adjudged
by the court, that the said Edmond be
taken hence to the jail of Hay wood: ty.
from whence he came, and there securely
kept until Friday, the 2d da of February,
1872, next; and that on thas day he’
taken from thence to some place’ a
one mile of the courthouse in rownsville,
said county, and thence, betwee the
hours 0f 12 o’olock m., and:3 o’alodk'p m.
of the same day be banged by the neck
upon a gallows erected for that pa e
anti) babe dead; and: that the Sheri

of
Haywood county do the execation of this
sentence, iy
‘6 ‘ip Sfarth

or considered By iig! court
rosecution for which execution may

that the satd Edmo
this p
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“Listen, Ed, we're going out. Take it
easy—and tell that damned gateman to
open up or we'll blow you both in two pr

Deputy Warden Connors glanced vainly
about the yard for aid in the crisis. But
the three desperate prisoners huddled
closely about him and McCoig spoke anew:
“Come on, Ed, damn you! Our lives aren’t
worth much—and we'll burn you down if
you don’t get going!” Moss ran the knife
across the back of Connor’s neck. Mc-
Coig dug the gun cruelly into the Deputy
Warden's stomach.

“Open up,” ordered the prison official.
The gateman unlocked the gate.

“All right, get to hell in that car!” said
McCoig. A large and powerful sedan was
indicated. There was nothing for Connors
to do but get into the rear seat of his own
automobile.

Seconds later the prison siren announced
the break.

On a side road off the main highway’
about a mile and a half from the prison
Connors was beaten and stabbed and or-
dered from the automobile. The escaped
convicts drove away.

The Deputy Warden, bleeding from his
wounds, commandeered a passing car and
was driven speedily to the prison, now
in a furore. A great dragnet was imme-
diately spread over all of Southern Tennes-
see and Northern Alabama.

Just before midnight on December 4th,
Union County Deputy Bob Hatfield noticed
a suspicious looking automobile being
driven through Maynardsville. Hatfield
followed in his car. The machine was
stopped at a house near “Bunchtown.”

Drawing his six-gun, Hatfield rushed three.

men as they alighted to enter the house.

HE trio separated and fled. Hatfield

chased one of the fugitives and captured
George Wilbur Moss, who was locked up
at the Tazewell jail. Later, Moss was
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fused to talk and was cast into solitary
confinement.

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Tennessee, had just been opened for busi-
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cashier, met two depositors waiting for
him. Suddenly two armed men, one in-
stantly recognized as Gus McCoig, burst
into the bank.

“All right, we’re desperate, and we'll
kill anybody who gets in our way!” shouted
McCoig. “Get that damned safe. open Y
The safe opened by Lewis, McCoig seized
several piles of currency—about $2,800—
and the two bandits rushed from the bank
and joined a third outlaw in a coupe, which
was driven away as the desperadoes let
loose a barrage of gunfire.

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PRING had come early to East Tennessee, and it was hot, sult
weather on Mav 15th. O. J. Melton, substitute jailer and the onl)
guard on duty that day at the Cocke County jail in the little town o!
Newport, forty-four miles east of Knoxville, thoughtfully saw to it
that all the barred windows of the old brick building were wide open betor
he sat down on the shaded stoop and propped his chair against the door
Peacefully drawing on his pipe and mopping his brow with a handker
chief, the jailer speculated over three of his charges who, locked up together
in the blistering hot first floor “bull pen,” were cheerfully endeavoring to
harmonize mountain songs.
Gus MeCoig, a tall, lean, blond young robber from adjacent Jefferso:
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two, of Bunchtown, Claiborne County, a six
footer with brown hair and large mouth, and
John Campbell, a Cocke County boy. Bunch,
along with Biily Lynn and Edward Veal, locked
in separate cells of the same jail, was held for
robbing a bank at Ewing, Virginia, while Camp-
bell had been arrested as a liquor law violator

“Poor devils,” Melton said sympatheticalls
when they had finished their lament. He got
slowly to his feet, took a mop from the closet
off the jail office, and walked leisurely down the
narrow corridor leading to the “bull-pen.”

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Pete Dean (left), Frank Hop-
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with a lot of unfinished busi-
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braked his car to a grinding stop just off
the span. Two of the bandits leaped from
the coupe and opened fire with a machine
gun and shotgun. The gunfire smashed
the glass in the opened door of the officers’
car as they alighted onto the road. Sheriff
Hutchison and Deputy Matthews returned
the fire, continuing to shoot as they ran
towards the mobsters. Suddenly, without
an outcry, Sheriff Hutchison fell to the
ground, ‘shot -through the head.

Silas Hopson, father of Frank Hopson,
22-year-old ne’er-do-well, put in an ap-
pearance at. the Tazewell jail on Decem-
ber 7th and said, “My son wants to sur-
render. Frank has confessed to me he was
with Gus McCoig when he and his gang

held up the New Tazewell Bank, Frank

also confessed he was in a couple of gun
battles.”

Arrested at the Hopson home, the youth
stated: “I was with McCoig in the bank
job. I was with him and Pete Dean when
Sheriff Hutchisoii was killed: But none
of my shots hit the Sheriff.” He added
that McCoig and Dean had forced him at

| gun point to join them after their escape

from the penitentiary, Hopson was locked
up on a murder warrant.

Trial of Roach and Mrs. Epperson be-
gan before Judge L. H. Carlock at Knox-
ville December 17th. It took the jury less
than an hour to return verdicts of “guilty
as charged” against former Sheriff Roach
and Mrs. Epperson. Judge Carlock sen-
tenced Roach to six months at hard labor
in the Knox County Workhouse. A simi-
lar sentence imposed upon Mrs. Epperson
was suspended.

Just as the Bank of College Giape,

Tennessee, was to be closed at 3 p.m.
December 31st, McCoig and Dean leaped
from an automobile, dashed into the in-
stitution and forced a cashier and_ his

assistant to stand with hands raised while

they scooped up $880 in cash and fled
without firing a shot.

On February 7, 1936, shortly after the
Bank of Whiteyville, Tennessee, was
opened, McCoig and Dean, guns drawn,
entered the bank, seized about $950 in cur-
rency, fired a number of shots into the
air and vanished in their car into a wooded
section,

Sheriff O. H. Philpott later set out alone
in search for McCoig and Dean. Philpott
Ieft his car and entered the underbrush,
Hearing a hoise, he turned quickly. Pete
Dean, gun in hand, confronted the. Sheriff.
But that official reached for one of his
own guns as he stepped suddenly to one
side‘ and fired a shot at the desperado.
Dean fell to the ground, crying, “Oh—
you’ ve got me, Sheriff. Don't shoot
again!” Investigation revealed Dean was
not seriously wounded. The bullet from
the Sheriff's gun merely grazed a finger.
Sheriff Philpott slipped the handcuffs on
Dean and drove with him to the County
Jail at Gainsboro.

It was learned Dean was married in
Rockwood, Tennessee, four days before his

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capture, Dean had used the name of “Tom
Woods” and given his age as 21. The
young. bride, formerly Thula Hinds, was
prostrated.

EANWHILE aa strange drama was
being unfolded at the Dykes Tourist
Camp, four miles west of Crossville. At
dusk the preceeding evening a man—who

. told J. F. Dykes;:camp proprietor, he was

C. L. Payne—drove into the place. The
man said his brother-in-law was going to
pass that way and he did not wish to see
him. ‘ He asked to park his automobile
behind the cabins. Later the man appeared
at Dykes’ office and said, “I’m all in and
need a lot of sleep. Please don’t let any-
one disturb. me until this ‘time tomorrow
night.”

Dykes put in a call to Sheriff Hill and
revealed his suspicions. A bit later Sheriff
Hill, accompanied by Deputies Lem Heflin
and Will Adams, reached the tourist camp.
Answering a knock, the man opened the
cabin door and gazed into Heflin’s gun.
Moving backward as if to reach for his
own gun, the man suddenly saw Adams
and Sheriff Hill advancing with their guns
leveled on him. He shrugged and said:
I’m McCoig
alb right, and I’m on my way out. You
win.” McCoig was handcuffed and jailed.
A fully loaded .45 automatic was found
under his pillow.

McCoig, Dean and Hopson were returned
to the state prison and plans were made
to give the trio a joint trial on charges
of murdering Sheriff Hutchison.

The joint trial of McCoig, Dean and
Hopson lasted for five and a half days.
Testimony against all three was damning
and overwhelming. Defense alienists tried
vainly to show Dean and Hopson were
mentally irresponsible and under “power-
ful and hypnotic influence of McCoig.”
McCoig was positively identified as the
actual murderer of Sheriff Hutchison by
the slain official’s chief deputy, Austin
Matthews, who also testified that Dean and
Hopson were present at the kill. The
state demanded the extreme penalty—the
electric chair in Tennessee—for all three
of the defendants.

And the jury returned with a verdict of:
“Guilty of murder in the first degree—
with no recommendation of mercy.” Judge
W. F. Monroe sentenced McCoig, Dean

and Hopson to die in the electric chair

April 15, 1936.

More than a year passed, during which
every known instrument of legal machinery
was invoked to save the lives of the
doomed trio. And it was not until late
in March, 1937, that Governor Browning
finally commuted the death sentences of
Dean and Hopson to life imprisonment.

But McCoig went smiling to his death
in the electric chair on the night of April
8, 1937.

Thus ended the three-year reigt of ter-
ror of Tennessee’s Bloody Bunch and his
mountain madmen—thanks to the persist-
ence and courage of our Southern sleuths.

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“Tf you fellows have ambition enough to swab down the floor, it’ll
be cooler,” he said good-naturedly.

“Sure enough,” McCoig replied emphatically. He flashed his im-
pish smile and reached through the bars to take the mop.

Melton returned to his chair and began drowsing again. In a few
minutes MeCoig called to him:

“Here’s your mop, Mr. Sheriff—we’re through with it.”

The jailer strolled back down the corridor. “I'll let. the other
boys use it,” he remarked.

MeCoig said casually! “Open the door and take this bucket, will

you?”

The jailer shook his head. “No, keep that in there.” As he spoke
he extended his right hand and arm through the bars, reaching for
the mop. Prisoner Bunch, standing at the cell door about eight feet
to the jailer’s left, moved nervously. Suddenly he began cursing,
His voice was shrill from anger.

“Open this door, you ———-!” he cried.

As the surprised jailer glanced toward him, Bunch jerked a pistol
from his right trouser-pocket and quickly fired. The slug struck
Melton’s extended arm, tore through the flesh, but missed the bone.

“Open the door!” Bunch cried again, with a string of oaths.

Melton staggered back, tripped, and sat down heavily on the cor-
ridor floor. Startled and stunned, he stared into the muzzle of the
weapon which was aimed at his head.

“Come here,” Bunch shouted. Then his voice grew shrill again.
“Unlock this door, I tell you!”

The jailer got slowly. to his feet. ‘Don’t shoot again,” he pleaded.

Holding his bullet-torn arm tightly across his chest, he fitted a
big brass key into the lock with his left hand, and threw the door
wide. The three prisoners sprang out.

Bunch grabbed the large key ring from the jailer’s hand. “Which
one unlocks the other cells?” he demanded.

Mrs. Frank Riley (right), former Sheriff of Claiborne County, who
directed the search for the two desperadoes while they were hiding out on
Bunchtown Ridge. (Below) Ona lonely mountain trail (X) the outlaws
were surprised by the pursuing posse. An exciting gun battle ensued

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that he did not believe in capital punishment and that it was a.terrible strain on him
to have,to perform such a revolting duty. - the prisoners shook hands with-Warden Rice and
the guards who had been on duty at the place of excution, both thanking thx attendants
for the kindness whith which they had been treated during their short time of confinement
at this house, Warden Rice stated that he allowed no one to be present at the execution
because the law forbade anyone being there merely through idle curiosity, and that he
would not give any of the details, becausehe thought this would be a violation of the
spirit of the lawe the friendship of Nolen for Mitchell has been the cause of a good
deal of speculation in this.city and in Murfreesboro, Nolen stated yesterday that the
~reason why he had taken to Mitchell was because the day he saw themob howling for his
life he realized that here was a man who did not have a friend in the world, and for that
reason he thought it was his duty to do all he could for him in this hour of need and
distress.
"Palmer's wife had notified the prison officials that she would take the body away and
have it buried, but as nothing was heard from her yesterday morning his body was placed
in a grave in the prison cemetery, ‘here was no one to claim the body of Mitchell, and
he, too, was buried at the prison, Funeral services were said at the graves by the minis-
ters who had attended the two men in their last hours on earth, The execution house in
which the men were hanged, and.in which they spent.their last.night, had recently been
built to comply with the new law. It is situated close to the prison wall on.the southe
west side. lt is built of brick and is two stories high, Ihe Lowestfloor appears to be
for no purpose as it is practically empty. It is here that the bodies of the men drop,
and are taken down from the rope, In the second story of this building are 3 strongly
protected cells in a row. In front of them runs a corridor, A casual.glance at this
corridor revelas nothing out of the ordinary but a careful observation shows that in the
center ,.of the floor toward one end are the traps, Above than are placed the ropes.
Neighter Mitchell nor Palmer could seethese, as this part of the corridor was screened
off by a curtain, The hangman's knots had been tied before the prisoners came, so that
there was no delay when the time came for them to have the blackcaps put over their heads
and the ropes applied.. By whom these weird duties wereperformed is not known, as Warden
tice had instructed his men not to give out any ififormation on this subject at all, Nei-
ther of the men at any time after they were removed to the execution chamber, showed any
signs of an appetite, although Warden Rice told them to feel no hesitancy about ordering
anfthing they wished, Mitchell ate a few slices of tomatoes about supper time on Thurse
day evening, “ith that exception, neither of the men ate anything for 12 hours before
their execution, , ‘ ;
"This execution was to have taken place on.Sept. 2, but a respite of 30 days was granted
by Gov, Patterson to allow the attorneys of the condemmed men to ferret out some points
in.the law, whereby they hoped to at least have the sentences commuted to life impris-
onment, The governor refused to grant any further time to the men, and as there.was no=
-thing else left, they were turned over to Warden Rich by Sheriff Borum on Thursday aftere-
noon, Mitchell was executed for the.murder of William Hindman, an employeeof the.N, C. &
St. L. Ry., who lived at Florence, a little town near Murfreesboro, Mitchell had been
beating his way all over the country and finally landed in Florence late one eveting,
He went into Hindman's store, Hindman had to meet a fright train and while he was gone
Mitchell went $o the cash drawer with the intention of getting some meney and leaving
before Hindman s return, Mitbhell's story of the killing is that when Hindman returned
and found him 4t the cash drawer,.that a fight ensued, in which Mitchell pulled out his
pistol, He says Hindman took this away from him, and then they clinched and fell to the
floor, In some way the gun was exploddd and Hindman was killed, Mitchell hurried away,
but was captured several days later, He was lj2-yearseold, and born in Maury Count,"
TENNESSEAN, Nashville, Tenn, 10-2-1909 (1/3e)

*

MITCHELL, William, white, and PALMER, Cecil, black, hanged, Tennessee State Prison (Mi-
thell - Rutherford County and Palmer - Wilson County) on October 1, 1909,

"Cecil Palmer, colored, and William Mitchell intrepidly met death at the hands of justice
yesterday morning at 6:19 o'clock, Neither man showed any signs of weakness or gave
down in the slightest degree as the trap was sprung which sent them to eternity, Palmer
was hanged for criminal assault on Mrs, Saprona Yates of Lebanon, and Mitchell for the
murder of William Hindman of: Florence, Rutherford County, Death came to both men in-
stantly, according to a statement made by Dr. James M, Rippy, the prison physician,
The necks of the men were broken by the @rop and neither of them showed any signs of con-
sciousness after they fell through the trap door, This was first case of capital pu-
nishment since thenew law went into effect providing that all hangings shall take place
at the state prison, and forbidding the presmce of any one at the executions who is not
absolutely necessary in carrying out the law. Warden Rice construed the law to mean that
nothing should be made public more than the bare facts of theexecution and for that rea«
son the exact details of thehanging will never be known except by those who were present
~ at the time the trap was sprung, lhe only persons allowed within the execution building,
which is situated just outside of the southwest corner of the prison wall, were Warden
Rice, two deputies, Rev. G. Ae Goings, colored, Rev, Chas. Shreve of the Pentecostal
tabernacle, who has been for the past few weeks the spiritual adviser of Mitchell} and
Sheriffs J. T. McKnight and Robert Heraldson of Rutherford and Wilson Counties, The
Last two mentioned were admitted for the reason that it was in these counties that the
crimes of the two men were committed, and but for the new law, the exeaitions would have
taken place there, ; ‘
"The last earthly moments of the comiemed men were spent peacefully with their spirit-
taal advisers, As stated before, neither of them despaired at theterrible moment, al-
though it was feared that Mitchell would break down becausefot the past few days at the
jail hehas bem very despondent, and showed at times that he thoroughly. realized the
helpless plight into wich he had put himself, The last wrds of both men were that they
were not guilty of the crimes for which they were about to suffer.. Palmer was strongly
-advised by his minister to tell the truth about the matter before death, but he stuck
to his first story and reiterated that he wasinnocent, Mitchell, of course, did not de-
ny that hekilled Hindman but said that he did in in order to save his own life, The
protestations of innocence were the last words thich any oneheard the unfortunate men
speak before their death, Both Palmer and Mitchell spent compartively good nights, al-
though neither slept much, Palmer laid down about midnight, butwas soon,up again, He
laid down several times more during the night, but seemed too respless to sleep although
he was very composed all during the trying and harrowing period, Mitchelled fared some=
what better Ba&XKKX¥XEAXHXK for he seemed to sleep a good deal, He was up very early,
however, and waiting for the minister who had left hima while after midnight, The only
~p ersonsX&&Xwhom the men saw during the night were the guards on duty and.their ministers.
John.E, Turner, one of Palmer's attorneys, and 0. L, Nolan, theman who became the friend
and helper of Mitchell, were allowed to renain within the execution house until the time
came for springing the trap, These men were not alloweefl to speak to theprisoners in tke
houdse, but the warden felt that their presence might be some comfort to themen who had
depended on them in their last days of trouble and torture,
"Warden Rice left the prison in company with several @f his deputies and Sheriffs Here
aldson and McKnight, about 6 o'clock yesterday morning,.going straight to the chamber of
execution, All thepreparations had been mde before the arrival of the prisoners. Thurs=
day afternoon, and there.was nothing for the warden to do except carry out the sentence
according to thelaw. This he did in the-most humane,manner possible, allowing the wre-
tched men everything whech he could under the law. It is not known whether Warden Rice
ar one of his assistants pulled the lever which gent the men to their deaths, as Mr, Rice,
thought there was no usest in making this ghastly detail public. The lever was pulled at
6:19 o'clock and in about three minutes Dr, Rippy pronounced both men dead, They were
then cut down and placed in caskets, A short funeral service was held before the coffins
were closed. Everyone who was withing the building at the time of tke execution or who
was near theplaceof execution were unanimous in the opinion that Warden Rice had faith=
fully performed his duty and had shown the men every kindness possible under the cricume
stances, One notable and commendable feature about the actions of the warden was that
he did not di imi j j j j
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a Tennessee mountain county court-
house. I found the record there, dated
June 30, 1926. Along with her single
status, Sadie had also taken back her
maiden name. Then, in another county
soon thereafter, she had married
Mendil. Might she have eventually left
him too, again resumed her maiden
name, and returned to the rural
county of her childhood and youth?

The name was acommon one in that
mountain community. I won’t use it
here; instead, I'll call her Sadie Brown.

In every courthouse office, I asked
if anyone knew a woman in her
eighties named Sadie Brown. Finally,
a middle-aged clerk said the name
rang a bell. She sent me to the next
town down the road, and there I met a
woman who seemed to recall the
recent death of a Sadie Brown in yet
another town nearby.

I called at the local funeral home.
The records showed no funeral for
anyone by that name. But, said the
undertaker, ““There’s a Reverend Buell
Brown around here. You might ask
him.”

When I spoke Sadie Brown’s name
on the phone, the Reverend Buell
Brown’s voice turned suddenly cool.
Who was I, he demanded; why did I
want to know about Sadie Brown? He
found my answers unsatisfactory.
“Yes, | know Sadie Brown,” he said at
last, “but I won’t talk to you about
her, or tell you where she lives. It’s
none of your business where my
mother lives.” He hung up.

I rushed to the local post office and
asked a friendly clerk for directions to
Sadie Brown’s home. Within minutes I
stood at the door, knocking. A short,
white-haired woman appeared. “Are
you Sadie Brown?” I asked. “Yes, I
am,” she replied. I took a deep breath
and began to talk, spilling out the
story as | had pieced it together, trying
not to frighten or offend her.

She listened politely. Her pleasant
expression did not change. I came at
last to the key question: was she that
Sadie Brown, the one I had described?

“That was my sister-in-law,” she
answered. “She was born Sadie Brown;
I got the same name, but by marriage.
She confessed that killing, but she
didn’t do it. She was afraid of her hus-
band, Mendil. He kept her under close
watch, and she wanted to get away
from him, so she ran to the police and
said she was the one that killed that
other woman. They locked her up, and
then my brother went and got her out,

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and that’s how she got away from
Mendil.”

I waited for her to continue, but
there was no more. “What finally hap-
pened to Sadie?” I asked.

“She married again — and then she
died about two years ago.”

“Where did she die, and what was
her name then?”

“She died in Knoxville, but I can’t
remember what her married name
was.”

I tried another tack. “The news-
paper story said she had a son before
she was married to Mack Mendil. Do
you know where he is, or what his
name is?”

“TI think he may be dead too,” she
replied.

We stood in the shade of Sadie
Brown’s front porch, looking calmly
at each other, showing no outward
emotion. I glanced over my shoulder,
wondering suddenly if the Reverend
Buell Brown was on his way there.
With a feeling of barely controlled

desperation, I searched my mind for
the right questions to unlock the
mystery. No words came. The silence
filled the space between us.

Sadie Brown stepped back inside.
“Goodbye,” I said lamely. ‘‘And thank
you.” The door closed. Walking back
to my car, I thought about the whole
story, the long-buried mystery, and
wondered if I had found the end of
it — or another beginning.O

John Egerton is a freelance writer
based in Nashville. His new book,
Generations: An American Family, is
being published this summer by the
University Press of Kentucky.

SOUTHERN EXPOSURE 65

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The “capital
offense’ of Maurice
Mays was that in
asociety of
unremitting white
supremacy, he
dared to assume the
liberties of a white
man. For that
“crime” he paid with
his life.

THE CONFESSION

For many months, the people of
east Tennessee, white and black alike,
found it difficult to rid themselves of
the bitter aftertaste of murder and
execution. In some quarters, Maurice
Mays was remembered with contempt
as “an underworld figure” and ‘‘a bad
nigger.’’ In others, he was praised as “a
martyred victim of white racism.”
There would never be agreement on
the question of his guilt or innocence,
but on one conclusion there was vir-
tual consensus: the ‘‘capital offense”
of Maurice Mays was that in a society
of unremitting white supremacy, he
had dared to assume the liberties of a
white man. And for that “crime”’ he
paid with his life.

Assaults similar to the one that cost
Bertie Lindsey her life continued in
the Knoxville area for more than five
years. By the end of 1924, a total of
32 such crimes had gone unsolved;
eight women had been murdered and
about two dozen others had been
raped or robbed. At one point, a pri-
vate detective claimed that a single

64 JULY/AUGUST 1983

white man had committed all of the
assaults, including the one on Bertic
Lindsey, but no convictions were ever
obtained.

The segregationist status quo pre-
vailed in Tennessee and throughout
the South. Finally, in the fullness of
time, the wounds of William and
Frances Mays, of Daniel Lindsey, and
of the city of Knoxville scarred over
and healed. At length, no one spoke
any more of the murder and execution
that had stirred such emotions and
caused such deep divisions in the
community.

Then, in August, 1927, five and a
half years after the execution, a 28-
year-old white woman walked into
the police station in Norton, Virginia,
and calmly told the officer in charge
that she was the murderer of Bertie
Lindsey. In a signed confession, Sadie
Mendil said that she had suspected her
then-husband; John Roddy, of carry-
ing on an affair with Daniel Lindsey’s
wife. Seeking revenge, she had put on
men’s clothing, blackened her face,
and entered the Lindsey house, where
she had shot Bertie Lindsey as she lay
in bed with another woman. Then,
Mendil said, she had made her escape.

The Norton authorities were im-
pressed with the sincerity of the
confession and with Sadie Mendil her-
self, who said she had decided to make
the statement because of a “troubled
mind and heart.” But Knoxville police
chief Ed M, Haynes quickly discred-
ited her story, saying that “confessions”
were commonly made after sensational
crimes. There were, said Haynes, some
serious discrepancies in Sadie Mendil’s
account of the murder. He advised the
police chief in Norton to release her.

Four days later, a man who identi-
fied himself as Mack Mendil appeared
in Haynes’s office and said that his
wife Sadie had given a false confession
to the Norton police because she had
‘“‘become temporarily demented from
brooding over her baby,” a two-year-
old son who was being cared for by
another family. That explanation
satisfied the Knoxville authorities,
and the matter was promptly consid-
ered closed.

THE LEGACY

Sixty-four years after Bertie Lind-
sey was murdered and 56 years after
Sadie Mendil claimed responsibility for
the crime, it was still possible to find
a few uninvestigated leads in the

musty pages of the Knoxville public
record,

Some of those frail clues quickly
evaporated. Ora Smyth Parsons and
her husband apparently had moved
out of the city after Mays was exe-
cuted and could not be traced. Mayor
John E. McMillan, for all his visibility
at the time, is all but invisible in the
city’s recorded history now. Governor
Alfred A. Taylor’s public papers in-
clude none of the ensive and
voluminous materials generated in his
office by the Mays case. Attorney
James A. Fowler left an extensive
memoir, but it contains no mention
of his role in defending Mays, nor
any acknowledgment of the murder,
the riot, or the execution.

And what of Sadie Mendil? She
would have been 84 years old in 1983,
and her son would have been 58. Were
they still alive?

Before her marriage to Mack Men-
dil, Sadie had divorced John Roddy in

In 1927, fiveanda
half years after the
execution of
Maurice Mays, a
white woman
walked into the
police station in
Norton, Virginia,
and calmly told the
officer in charge
that she was the
murderer of Bertie
Lindsey.


eath

Holcombe
liately. He
\y possible
mm.

stroke of
place in the
st Nelson
ney, High-
vy and Joe
of police—
he newly-
ilson with
By the aid
ormed the
ab and Dr.
vital organs

toxicologist
) miles dis-
‘o highway
oratories of

Dr. C. J.
gist, began
est possible

as back in
traces of
land a suf-
to kill the
itely found.
vestigation
was just as
f foul play,
theduled to
morning.

p orning
after
. Sheriff

ties, aug-
ives, again
ington ave-
officers at
use to pre-
nty investi-
-, His knock
in clad only

in his underwear. He stared ‘at them.

“Claude Langham,” the sheriff ad-
dressed him, “you are under arrest for
murder.”

“Me? Why me?” stammered the con-
fronted man excitedly. “How could I have
done it when I was four hundred miles
away from here?”

Strangely enough, the soldier never
once inquired whom he was accused of
murdering. He did not look at Mrs.
Wilson as she, too, was taken in cus-
tody. They were hurried to the jail and
booked.

The widow, as calm and unperturbed
as a mountain of granite in a gale, cate-
gorically denied every accusation or in-
sinuation that she had anything to do
with her husband’s death. She defiantly
reiterated that he had accidentally set
his bed on fire.

Asked to explain the presence of the
various drugs in his vital organs, she said
that he used amytal constantly and kept
cloths saturated with chloroform pressed
against his lips. She was unable to account
for the mercury but declared these were
not the tablets he held in his mouth as a
disinfectant.

“Other tablets that were not poisonous
were used for that purpose,” she stated.
“T used the bichloride of mercury in bath-
ing for the itch. The bottles were some-
what similar and my husband’s mouth
was so sore at times that he was unable
to taste anything. He could have got hold
of the wrong tablets but any way you
figure it, it was an accident.”

That was her story and she clung to
it with a determination that was mad-
dening to the investigating officers, They
were unable to shake her.

Shown the letter found in her bedroom,
she claimed no knowledge of it until told
that the handwriting had been identified
as hers. Then she remembered that it had
been written almost four years ago, she
said. It was dictated by her husband and
was intended as a joke on Claude Lang-
ham who had received a letter from some
girl.

Both the widow and her alleged para-
mour denied there had ever been any
intimacies or even the thought of ro-
mance between them. They declared they
were like brother and sister to each other
and any display of affection was under-
stood and approved by the husband.

Langham maintained absolute igno-
rance of any plot on his friend’s life,
asserting that he was far away during
both the illness and the death, which fact
could not be denied.

During the first week of June, 1941, a

special grand jury indicted Mrs. Wilson .

and Langham on first degree murder
charges. On Tuesday, June 24, Mrs.

Wilson was placed on ‘trial for her life
in the circuit court of Mobile county with
Judge David H. Edington presiding.

The state’s case of circumstantial evi-
dence was presented in an expert manner
by Solicitor Chamberlain and his assist-
ant, Alvin-McConnell. The prosecution
endeavored to show that the young and
attractive wife, tired of her older hus-
band and infatuated with the younger
man, Langham, had entered into a plot
with the latter to get rid of her mate by
means of slow poisoning and collect the
insurance on his life which she had ad-
vocated and kept from lapsing.

Medical experts testified that it would
be difficult to distinguish between trench
mouth and burns caused by bichloride of
mercury tablets placed in the mouth but
not swallowed. A number of automobile
salesmen identified the widow and the
soldier as the pair who had: looked over
used cars with the expressed intention of
purchasing one.

The state maintained that the first
death plot was conceived late in Novem-
ber, 1940, but was thwarted by the alert-
ness of the family physician and the
presence of the nurse. The second at-
tempt was made in March, 1941, 30 days
after Langham had been drafted into the
Army and the wife's longing for her lover
had reached the point where something
had to be done so that she could be with
him.

When this plan of slowly feeding poison
to the husband failed to produce death,
the prosecution contended that the fran-
tic wife hit upon the fire as the quickest
method of destroying the unwanted hus-
band. After administering opiates to the
weakened man to put him into a sound
sleep, the state said the scheming wife
had poured gasoline over his body and
the bed and set them afire. °

The trial lasted nine days. On the morn-
ing of July 3, 1941, after deliberating a
little more than two hours, the jury re-
turned a verdict of guilty. The widow,
still calm and unperturbed, was promptly
sentenced to life imprisonment.

Claude Langham was placed on trial
for the same murder on Tuesday, Oct.
21, 1941. His trial lasted almost as long
as that of his alleged sweetheart, the evi-
dence presented was along the same line,
the fight was equally as bitter, and the
fate was precisely the same. On Monday,
Oct. 27, he was found guilty and sen-
tenced to spend the rest of his natural
life in prison.

Appeals taken by attorneys for Mrs.
Wilson and Langham were denied. Both
were removed to prison while their
counsel declared the cases will be taken
to still higher courts.

Love Riddle of the Lowlands

[Continued from page 47]

Leaving two men at the cabin to guard
against Elliot’s return, Williamson led
his squad off through the swampy low-
lands. They had not gone a hundred yards
when the sheriff halted suddenly, raising
his hand. “Quiet,” he ordered. “I thought

I heard a man shouting off there to the

left.”

The: others listened intently. At first
they could hear nothing. Then the wind
changed.

“Why, that’s someone singing,” one
man exclaimed as the sound came plainly
to his ears.

The sheriff grunted in astonishment.

Why on earth should anyone want to sing
in a’swamp at midnight? But there was
no doubt about it. The voice seemed to
be getting louder as if the singer were ap-
proaching.

A moment later a disheveled, haggard-
looking young man staggered into the
circle of lights held by Williamson’s
squad. He was still singing.

The sheriff took one look and seized
the youth by the arm. “All right, Elliot,”
he said. “Come along.”

Bill Elliot never finished’his song. He
greeted the posse with a loud hiccough,
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the same © them that he had eaten supper with Nel- —_ share the pecan crop equally between us. although I can’t say whether Al did or
e ‘Boyd’s 4 son and his relatives, returning alone to Frank and I were good friends after that.” not.”

ds? Had the Tennessee side of the river shortly While the sheriff was busy with Nel- Having answered all questions to the
since his _ before midnight, they were sure they had son, Deputy Morris told Essary about the satisfaction.of the officers, Nelson was al-

4 the right answer. It seemed to have noth- _ latest developments on the case, Suddenly lowed to return to his home but was ©

the mur- 4 ing to do with the murder, after all. he halted in the middle of a sentence. He warned to remain there inasmuch as his

Where did that leave Elliot? The bal- snapped his fingers. “T’ve got an idea,” he testimony would be needed in court.

Clay Nel- q
' 4 listic report from Nashville promised to said, “and I hope I’m right.” Nesbitt’s reaction was violent when he

t next to ; be of some aid on the question, for it Turning to Nelson, he continued: was confronted with Nelson’s statements.
iment was stated that the murder bullets had been ‘Maybe you can help us out on those “Why, that dirty double-crosser,” he
elson said : fired from a .38 caliber Smith & Wesson footprints.” He told the burly farmer that cried. “It’s his own wife Boyd was

revolver of the type commonly used by _ the footprints made by the murderer as bothering, not mine. Ask her if you don’t

they were 4
ally came police officials. If the officers could prove he fled the scene of the crime matched believe me. What kind of a frameup is
ean words that Elliot owned such a weapon their those found on the river bank near Elliot's this anyway?” .

case against him would be strong. cabin. “Did you kill Frank Boyd?” Morris
elson was They searched his cabin but found only Nelson scratched his head. “But how asked him bluntly.
argument a shotgun. They questioned his friends canI help?” “No.”
ecan trees and acquaintances but none of them re- The deputy said: “Allan Nesbitt is “Then who did?”
voke mur- called ever seeing Elliot in possession of under arrest.” “Clay Nelson.”
o ovetlook a revolver of any kind. But the question- Nelson’s eyes widened. “You mean he “How do you know?”
nificant it ing was not without results. did it?” “He told me so. He came down to my

One man said: “Al Nesbitt had a gun The deputy explained that although house and told me he had to get across the
and there like that.” they suspected Nesbitt of being involved river quick. It wasn’t at five like I told
‘souri rela- The sheriff was astounded. “Are you in the murder, he could not have been the —-you, but later—after six. So I rowed him
uty Sheriff sure of that? Could you swear to it in actual killer if he had been in Missouri over and on the way he said he had shot
ed with all court?” with Nelson at the time the crime was Frank Boyd and that I was in it, too, for
s with in- “Absolutely,” the man said. “And committed. helping him escape. But if he’s trying to
k for ques- plenty of others will tell you the same.” The farmer frowned. “But Nesbitt pin murder on me he can’t get away with
; Questioned about the. gun, however, wasn’t with me that day,” he said. “What- add Ee a

. continued Nesbitt denied owning any such weapon. ever gave you that idea?” Morris grinned triumphantly. “T had a
arters they He offered to let the officers search his “Didn't he row you across the river?” hunch you knew more about this jcase
d had been house, which they did, with negative re- Nelson shook his head. “Of course not. than you told us before. How about the

ral women
ton on his

sults. Nevertheless Nesbitt was taken
in custody and held pending further in-
vestigation.

They came over after me.”
“Do you know whether there was any
bad feeling between Boyd and Nesbitt?”

gun?”
The prisoner claimed he had sold Nel-
son his .38 caliber revolver less than a

i of the In mid-afternoon Deputy Sheriff Es- The farmer hesitated. “I don’t like to month before.

~ ai each sary returned from Missouri with Clay say.” The officers hurried back to Chic, only

‘g kit any Nelson, a square-jawed man clad in over- “This is murder,” Morris reminded him to find that Nelson had disappeared dur-

. ver: ' alls. He willingly answered the sheriff's grimly. “Don’t make the mistake of with- ing their brief absence. His flight was

bring ; questions concerning his quarrel with holding any information from us now.” tantamount to a confession of guilt.

a ites “ Frank Boyd. Nelson’s. cheeks reddened slowly. His wife was still there, however. She
“That was a long time ago,” he said. “Frank was pretty friendly with Mrs. told officers that Frank Boyd had at-

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tempted to force his attentions on her.
She said he had come to her home several
times while her husband was away, and
that she had been forced to fight him off.

Meanwhile a search of Nelson’s house
revealed a .38 caliber Smith & Wesson
revolver hidden in a phonograph record
box. Ballistic tests proved it was the gun
that had fired the shots which killed
Frank Boyd.

On the theory that the fugitive might
attempt to get in touch with his home,
Sheriff Williamson ordered that a close
watch be kept on all mail.

One day early in January, 1940, a letter
from Hornersville, Mo., came through.
The postmaster at Chic immediately noti-
fied Sheriff Williamson.

The sheriff personally delivered the
letter, noting that the return address
designated “Joe Cox” as the sender. His
suspicions were soon confirmed. The let-
ter proved to be from Nelson.

“Williamson wired the Missouri town
immediately, asking that “Joe Cox” be ar-
rested, Then he and Deputy Morris

rushed to Hornersville. Nelson was in
custody when they arrived. He waived
extradition and the officers returned to
Tennessee with him at once.

In the sheriff's office at, Dyersburg
Nelson made a full confession, saying that
he had slain Boyd because the latter had
annoyed his wife.

On Feb. 14, 1940, when’ Nelson was
brought to trial in Dyer county circuit
court, the prosecution s iowed that Boyd’s
knife—unopened—was found in his pocket
after his death. The bitter quarrel over
the pecan trees was stressed by the state
which held that the slaying was deliberate
and a direct result of that disagreement.

At the conclusion of two weeks’ trial,
Nelson was found guilty. Judge Robert
Elkins sentenced him to die in the electric
chair and sentence was duly carried out
on Aug, 7, 1940.

(Iu order to protect the identities of persons in-
nocently involved in a murder investigation, the
names Bill Elliot and Allan Nesbitt as used in this
story are not real but fictitions.—Ed.)

Horror at Stockyard Inn

[Continued from page 25]

They looked up the train crew, which
had manned the Montana train, showed
each man the cap and coat and sweater,
and asked each the same question:

“Ever see any of these things before?”

In every instance the answer was the
same: “No.” Always “No.”

Doggedly the two detectives persisted
in their search. They questioned every
person they could find, in the stockyards
and vicinity, who might conceivably have
noticed Shoop and his murderous com-
panions. The answer was still the same:
Nobody had noticed the trio—or, if any-
body had, he had not noticed what the
three were wearing.

After covering every spot in the stock-
yards area which young Shoop might
have visited, the detectives boarded an
empty cattle train outbound from Chi-
cago to Montana over the Chicago &
Northwestern line. The conductor had
orders from a railroad official to make any

_reasonable stops requested by the de-

tectives.

They stopped at watering places, cattle-
loading stations, small depots, and every-
where they showed everybody in sight
the same exhibits and asked the same
question of all—the question that had be-
come like a parrot call: “Ever see these
things before?” And the answer was al-
ways, ‘No.” \

Finally, however, at a desolate spot in
Montana, they got a different answer.
They asked the conductor to stop his train
while they questioned a small group of
cowhands lounging about a cattle-loading
chute. They walked over to the group,
exhibited the red sweater, the gray cap
and blue coat, and asked their usual
question:

“Any of you fellows ever see anybody
wearing these things?”

They expected the same answer they
had heard from scores of others. But one
of the cowboys, a rangy, rawboned young
chap with a wide-brimmed hat slanted
over his eyes, straightened his lank frame,
squinted at the red sweater, then said:
“Lemme see that thing.”

Detective Frawley handed it to him and
he held it up at arm’s length, then nodded
positively.

“Yeah,” he said. “I’ve seen this.”

“Where?” eagerly asked the detective.

“Tt was thiseasway,” the cowboy went
on in his deliberate drawl. “I was in the
caboose of a cattle train, heading for Chi-
cago with a load of steers. Half a dozen
others were in the caboose, including
Hank Shoop. Hank stepped out on the
front platform, for a breath of fresh air,
he said. When he came back he had two
other young fellers with him. One of
them was wearing this sweater—or, any-
ways, a red sweater that looked just like
it.”

“Yes, yes,” Frawley urged, as the cow-
boy paused to gaze ruminatively at the
sweater. “Who were these two fellows?
Where did they come from? Where were
they going? What did they look like?”

“Well,” said the cowboy, unruffled by
the barrage of questions, ‘‘as I learned
later, they were bumming their way east
to Chicago. When Hank stepped out on
the platform he saw them looking down
at him from atop the stock car directly
ahead. They asked him if he needed any
help with his steers and Hank said he
could use a couple of good hands.

“We're the men you want,’ they told
him, and they clambered down off the
stock car and came inside the caboose
with him. They offered to help Hank with
the steers just for a decent ride to Chi-
cago. But Hank give them some money
and cigarets.”

“Did the fellows give their names?”
Detective Sullivan asked.

The cowboy tilted his Stetson forward
and scratched the back of his head, his
eyes half closed as he prodded his
memory. ;

“If I recollect right,” he said at last,
“one of them said he was Jack Wilson and
the other called himself Harry Trant. But
I don’t remember now which was which.”

“Do you remember what they looked
like?”

“Well, one of them—the one who was
wearing this red sweater—was big and
broad-shouldered. Now I think of it,” the
cowboy added, “he looked pretty much
like Hank. Same build and all. Same age,

“And the other fellow—what was he
like?” -

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cowboy. :
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68


fallen to the ground but for Williamson’s
grip on his arm. He was obviously drunk.

Having found the object of his search,
the sheriff called off the manhunt and dis-
missed the posse. He rushed Elliot back
to Dyersburg and placed him in a jail
cell to sleep off the effects of the liquor he
had imbibed.

The next morning the suspect was
brought into the sheriff’s office and asked
to give an account of his activities from
the time he had left Frank Boyd’s house
until the officers had found him.

Elliot said that he had gone from the
Boyd home directly to a neighboring
roadside tavern, to “drink away the
blues,” and that he had remained there
until about 6 o'clock. He claimed that he
could not remember what he had done
after leaving the roadhouse.

“I guess I was too drunk to know what
I was doing,” he told the officers.

Sheriff Williamson and Deputy Morris
quickly checked his story with the tavern
keeper from whom they learned that
Elliot had indeed been in the establish-
ment.

“In fact, he was in here twice,” the man
said. “The first time was about five-fif-
teen’ He poured down seven straight
whiskies in a row and then started mum-
bling something about a girl, how much
he loved her and all that. He left but

Disappearance of a skiff from this
spot on the Mississippi baffled of-
ficers. But they went on to un-
ravel the slaying of Frank Boyd,
right, and capture his murderer,
wearing slouch hat, far right.

66

came back again inside of an hour and
hung around until nearly midnight.”

“That makes it look bad for Elliot,”
Morris said, as he came out of the road-
house with his chief. “He seems to have
had both motive and opportunity for
killing Frank Boyd.” :

“Yes,” agreed the sheriff, “but so might
several others he’s had quarrels with as
you yourself pointed out. Besides there
is one question which I find rather puz-
zling. If Elliot was in the tavern when
we first visited his cabin, then who had
his boat out, and why?”

Morris pursed his lips and emitted a
long, low whistle. “I had-almost forgotten
about that,” he said. “And what about
those footprints Essary found? Perhaps
Elliot had an accomplice.”

The sheriff raised one eyebrow. “An
accomplice addicted to midnight boat-
rides? No, I’m afraid this case is not as
simple as it appeared at first. We'll have
to go back and start from the beginning.”

As his first step on the new trail of in-
vestigation, Sheriff Williamson sent the
slugs which the undertaker had recovered
from Boyd's body to ballistic experts in
Nashville. The gun was still missing but
the sheriff hoped to learn more spe-
cifically just what type of weapon had
been used. So far he knew only that the
slugs were .38 caliber.

Sheriff Clarence William-
son, far left, and Deputy
James L. “Doc” Morris of
Dyer county, Tenn., solved
the mystery of the low-
land murder ambush.

Next he and his deputies began a pains-
taking, house-to-house canvass of Chic.

Over and over again they asked the same ;

piercing questions. Who were ‘Boyd's
enemies? Who were his friends? Had
he had any romantic interests since his
wife’s death?

One farmer told.them that the mur-
dered man had quarreled with Clay Nel-
son early the previous summer.

“Nelson had the farm right next to
Boyd’s,” he said, ‘and the argument was
about a grove of pecan trees. Nelson said
they were his and Boyd said they were
his. I don’t know how it finally came
out but there were a lot of mean words
spoken on both sides.”

Williamson recalled that Nelson was
visiting in Missouri. While an argument
over the ownership of a few pecan trees
scarcely seemed likely to provoke mur-
der the sheriff was unwilling to ovetlook
any possibility however insignificant it
might seem.

He went to Nelson’s home and there
obtained the address of the Missouri rela-
tive. Then he dispatched Deputy Sheriff
Essary, who was well-acquainted with all
Chic residents, to that address with in-
structions to bring Nelson back for ques-
tioning.

Meanwhile the other officers continued
their rounds. From several quarters they
heard a rumor that Frank Boyd had been
exceédingly friendly with several women
me had helped him pick cotton on his
and.

Deputy Morris obtained a list of the
names of these women and talked to each
one in turn. All denied having had any
romantic interest in the murdered man.
One buxom young redhead, however,
claimed that she had seen Boyd paying
especial attention to the wife of Allan
Nesbitt.

Morris glanced at his list. Mrs. Nes-
bitt’s mame was there; he had already
questioned her. Had she withheld some-
thing? He reported the matter to the
sheriff and the two officers returned to
the Nesbitt residence near Elliot's water-
front cabin.

Unfortunately for their purpose, they
found both the woman and her husband
at home. Ushered into the sparsely fur-
nished living room, the officers were mo-
mentarily at a loss for a way to begin
their questioning. To accuse Mrs. Nesbitt,
in the presence of her husband, of having
carried on an affair with another man
was unthinkable. Yet they had to have an
excuse for their visit.

The sheriff, however, was equal to the
occasion.

“T understand, Mr. Nesbitt,” he said,
“that you took Clay Nelson over to Mis-
souri yesterday.”

The swarthy farmer frowned. “That's
right,” he agreed. “What of it?”

“We've learned that Nelson quarreled
with Frank Boyd. Naturally we want to
know just when he left Chic. If it was
before the murder took place we can be
sure Nelson was not involved.”

Nesbitt’s face cleared. “That’s easy,”
he said. “It was about four-thirty when
Clay’ came over and it must have been
nearly five before we started across the
river.”

Williamson nodded. “And just how did
you cross, by the way?”

The farmer looked puzzled. “Why, we
rowed over, of course.”

“You have a boat of your own?”

Nesbitt shook his head. “We borrowed
Bill Elliot’s. He wasn’t around but he
always lets me use one when I want to so
I knew he wouldn’t care if I took it.”

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apparently, was the explanation of the

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of the 70-year-old woman
ntinued to battle for her life
of the killer’s vicious assault.
the murdering beast? What
committed these atrocious
hen were they committed ?
as the motive? These were
ppermost in our minds—
questions which confronted
hat cold, gruesome cabin of

1e sheriff and the coroner
lowed us to the scene in
€ situation, Carroll and I
lown the mountain % the
d Shaw. We were anxious
‘e man who had spread the
s. Perhaps he could give
m the triple tragedy.

the home about midnight,
d Shaw and his wife work-
‘ with a wild-eyed lad. At
is he began shrieking and
wild beast to escape from
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-RTLING DETECTIVE

frightful news to the Floyd Shaw home
earlier in the night.

It was impossible for us to get a
rational word out of the boy. At the
mere mention of the murders he became
utterly terrified. He was plainly suffer-
ing from a severe case of hysteria and
shattered nerves. We realized the
futility of attempting to question him
that night and left for Madisonville after
promising to send the boy immediate
medical aid.

Early the next morning we were back
at the Floyd Shaw home. We found
the boy vastly improved although still
suffering from shock and fright. Gain-
ing his confidence and assuring him that
we were friendly, we were able to secure
a clear ‘picture of what had happened in
the house of horror.

A Harrowing Tale

Bur even though we had visited the
death cabin and viewed its shocking
evidence, we were wholly unprepared for
the story which fell from the lips of the
twelve-year-old boy. It was one of the
blackest tales of human cruelty we had
ever heard.

According to Howard’s story, the pre-
vious day had been one of rejoicing in
the mountain cabin. William Lee,
another orphan whom the Shaws had
reared as their own son, had returned
unexpectedly. When he was eighteen,
Lee had run away to join the navy and
for five years had made no effort to

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ADVENTURES

communicate with his foster parents.

But he had returned to bring joy into
the hearts of the aging couple. Howard,
also, had welcomed the return of the
foster brother whom ‘he loved and
idolized. Pap, as the boys called the
elder Shaw, had promised them a trip
to town on the following day as part of
the celebration. Mrs. Shaw had made
plans for an elaborate meal to fete the
prodigal. It was a happy reunion.

“We all went to bed early,” said
Howard. “Mom blew out the lamp
about six-thirty. I was in bed with her,
pap in the middle bed, and Bill crawled
in beside Mr. Hensley. The fire was
burning brightly in the open hearth
when I went to sleep.”

Some time later in the night, Howard
continued, he was suddenly awakened
by a terrific explosion. It reverberated
through the low-ceiling room like the
roar of a cannon. Sitting upright in
bed, he saw Bill Lee standing at the foot
of Hensley’s bed with a smoking shot-
gun in his hand.

Jasper Shaw and his wife leaped from
their beds as young Lee quickly replaced
the smoking gun on the wall rack and
snatched up a second weapon.

Howard rolled onto the floor and under
the middle bed, where he lay, too
frightened to move.

Again the gun roared and Howard
heard the body of Jasper Shaw fall
heavily upon the bed directly above him.
Quick, restless feet retreated towards the
gun rack and returned. They stopped

at the foot of the third bed, immediately
in front of where Howard had lain.

For a second there was silence. Then
a gun roared again, emptying its deadly
load into the covers at the head of the
bed. Feathers, suddenly released, filled
the air and settled to the floor. Howard
realized that this third shot had been
intended for him.

Mrs. Shaw now made a vain effort to
escape. She ran past the murderer into
the kitchen. With an oath Lee swung
his gun by. its barrel and struck out
viciously at the fleeing woman. He
missed the woman and struck the side
of the door, breaking the stock into
countless splinters.

The killer strode into the kitchen after
the doomed woman. Howard heard the
gun swish through the air again. There
was a thudding crash, followed by a faint
moan. In quavering tones Mrs. Shaw

was pleading with the insensate slayer.
But the woman’s pleas had no effect.
Lee dashed back into the bedroom.
Howard heard him take another gun
from the rack and return to the kitchen
[Continued on page 69]

Brought to trial
for the triple
deaths, the killer
was ably defended
by Frank M. Brat-
ton, above, but
lost to the law.

<«

Captured after an ex-
tended manhunt, the
triple slayer (center)
is shown in the cus-
tody of Deputy Sher-
iff S. B. Lattimore,
left, and Sheriff
Hugh Webster. What
was the astounding
secret revealed by the
killer’s capture?

25


Picking up the killer’s trail at the shed above where he stole a
car, Attorney General Witt (light suit) and Criminal Investigator

R. N. Carroll traced the phantom’,
trail again in the mountain wilds.

thing seemed unusually quiet and peace-
ful. The sound of our arrival caused
no stir. The house itself was dark and
apparently deserted. Only a thin column
of smoke which curled from a massive
stone chimney gave any evidence of life
within.

We were frankly puzzled. The tur-
moil we had expected in a house recently
visited by sudden death was lacking.
There was no lighted lantern to greet
us ; no warning bark from the customary
watch dog; no sound either inside or
outside the house. Had we been misin-
formed? Was the murder report false?
Was our trip through the miserable night
over the crude mountain trails only a
wild goose chase?

With the headlights from our machine
turned directly upon the little cabin we
scrambled up onto the front porch and
rapped sharply upon the door. The rain
had ceased and the wind had died down
but the air was bitterly cold.

Again we knocked and waited. There
was no response. Sheriff Webster tried
the door and found it unlocked. Cau-
tiously we pushed it open.

A Scene Of Horror

O NCE inside, the stillness of the house
was quickly explained. A coal oil
lamp burned dimly atop a crude dresser
but heavy quilts had been nailed across
the windows. That was why the house
had appeared dark and deserted, A pine
log simmered upon the nearby hearth.
But we paid only scant attention to these
commonplace details. Our glances were
riveted upon a sight beside the wall—a
ghastly spectacle which constricted my
stomach with sudden nausea.
Lined against the wall were three
beds. And on those beds, whose white

24

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8 movements, only to lose the

At right

creek, with arrow indicating where bandit car catapulted from
toad—an incident which solved the triple death riddle.

above, Hanging Dog

»
Photo at right shows bank
Tellico Plains where
holdup trio parked. This
was the starting point of
the bandit chase which
ended when their car hur-
tled into the gorge of
Hanging Dog creek,

coverings were splotched with crimson,
were three horribly mangled bodies !

On the corner bed near the door lay
Matt Hensley, aged friend of the Shaws,
a gaping hole over his heart. The
deadly load from the murderer’s gun had
carried a portion of the bed covers into
the body,

On the middle bed lay the lifeless form
of Jasper Shaw, clad in woolen under-
wear. His left shoulder had been almost
blown away.

Stretched across the remaining bed
was the frail body of Mrs. Shaw, scantily
clad in a torn and blood-soaked night-
gown. Of the slain trio, she had suffered
the most agonizing death. Her arms
were black and blue; her left shoulder
was broken; her face was covered with
blood from a jagged wound over the left
eye; and her skull had been crushed by
a savage blow.

Grimly we investigated the house. In
the adjoining kitchen blood-spattered
walls gave evidence of a terrific struggle.
A broken shotgun, its stock smeared with
blood, lay upon the floor. As we gazed
upon the shambles we marveled at the

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constitution of the 70-year-old woman
who had continued to battle for her life
in the face of the killer’s vicious assault.

Who was the murdering beast? What
fiend had committed these atrocious
crimes? When were they committed?
And what was the motive? These were
questions uppermost in our minds—
unanswered questions which confronted
us there in that cold, gruesome cabin of
death.

Leaving the sheriff and the coroner
who had followed us to the scene in
charge of the situation, Carroll and I
drove back down the mountain to the
home of Floyd Shaw. We were anxious
to question the man who had spread the
shocking news, Perhaps he could give
us some lead on the triple tragedy.

Arriving at the home about midnight,
we found Floyd Shaw and his wife work-
ing frantically with a wild-eyed lad. At
the sight of us he began shrieking and
fought like a wild beast to escape from
the Shaws. We learned that he was
Howard Shaw, a twelve-year-old
orphan, who had been living with the
murdered couple. He had brought the

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frightful news to the !
earlier in the night.

It was impossible
rational word out of
mere mention of the m
utterly terrified. He v
ing from a severe cas
shattered nerves. \
futility of attempting
that night and left for
promising to send th
medical aid.

Early the next morr
at the Floyd Shaw |
the boy vastly impro
suffering from shock :
ing his confidence and
we were friendly, we \
a clear picture of wha
the house of horror.

A Harrowi

UT even though \
B death cabin and v
evidence, we were wh:
the story which fell f:
twelve-year-old boy.
blackest tales of hum
ever heard.

According to How:
vious day had been «
the mountain cabir
another orphan who
reared as their own
unexpectedly. Wher
Lee had run away to
for five years had


a bottle on the
1 terror.

get me! They’ve
shrieked.

side himself with
his eyes, in the
nis face. He re-
tizens of San Jose
iy into jail in No-
2d out a pair of
nged them to near-
-slayers of young
ially the officers
y to make the rest
oO.

Into Court

iilled around the

had anticipated
-ver, and had depu-
emen, state patrol-
yuties deployed in
otor police and a
uad rushed Stone
nd up to the third
udge T. R. Thom-
d squad sat in the

ole versus Stone,”
1. Stone had been
j and me, At the
e, hanging his head.
ald accord Stone his
hts, Judge Thomson

ittorneys as de-

‘cessed the hear-

cocited the indict-
‘dit and then asked

our plea?
resitate. “I . plead

ver was taken to a
ail while the judge
nt. Four hours later
k to court. Asked
o say, he mumbled

s the judge read the
information of the
“that you be
until dead!”
for the execution.
w the case automati-
al to the state su-
-one had any hope
ite might alter his
lid not show in his
As the words of the
through the court-
ayer shot one quick

ith heartbreak, her
1 attitude of prayer,
relative. Her tear-
tone’s face.

not guilty!” she

shoulders bruskly.
he jerked.
- he was gone. He
us to the waiting
‘cle escort. Motors
bbing even as Judge
ced sentence were
appeared. Boos and
. his ears but he es-
athed and gained the
Folsom’s condemned

rint had trapped one
: bestial slayers and
climax to the

1 had turned a
scene of ghastly

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How We Solved Tenn-
essee’s Triple Death
Riddle

[Continued from page 25]

just as the door slammed in his face.
Lee jerked at the knob viciously.

“Open this door, or I'll shoot through
it,” yelled Lee.

Mrs. Shaw continued to plead for
mercy.

“Come in and get me that money if
you want to live,” continued the cruel
voice.

5 ae you promise—not to—kill me—
if—if—”

“I won't kill you if you'll get the
money.”

Howard heard Bill’s promise and was
thankful. He wondered if he, too, would
be permitted to live.

Slowly the door opened. The two
entered the room, dimly lighted by
the dying embers in the open fire. Across
the floor of that gruesome chamber of
death the injured woman staggered,
driven by her vicious assailant—the boy
she had reared, watched over and loved.

Half audibly, she mumbled a word of
prayer as she groped her way across the
room.

“Light the lamp. Be quick!” came the
sharp command as she neared the
dresser.

With a trembling hand she struck a
match, removed the chimney and lighted
the lamp. In the reflection of a mirror
the terrified lad under the bed could see
a tiny stream of blood trickling down
her terror-stricken face.

From the corn-shuck mattress above
him blood had begun to seep through.
Big drops had begun to spatter upon the
floor close at his side. The boy shuddered
and moved away.

“Here, Bill,” came a faint whisper.
“Take it and go.”

Greedy fingers quickly ran through
the handful of greenbacks.

“Thirty-five dollars! This ain’t
enough,” snarled the fiend. ‘“Where’s
the rest?”

“That’s all, Bill.”

A sharp blow in the face silenced her.
Howard buried his face in his hands,
his heart filled with hatred, his body
restrained from action through fright.

“Don’t lie to me!” rasped the young
demon. ‘“Where’s the rest of it? Tell
me or I'll kill you!”

There was a shuffling of feet, a weird
scream, and the terrorized woman made
a wild dash for the kitchen, But she
was not quick enough. The deadly gun-
stock crashed downward. Her knees
crumpled beneath her. She staggered,
swayed, half dragged her mutilated form
around the corner of the bed and fell
across it, mercifully unconscious.

Minutes passed—minutes that seemed
ages to Howard Shaw. He was alone in
that ghastly chamber of death with the
only brother he had ever known sud-
denly turned demon with hands dipped
in blood. Would he be the next victim?

Through tear-shot eyes Howard saw
the dresser drawers yanked open, the
heavy trunk broken into, the contents
hurled into the air. At last the figure
straightened up. The search was over.

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the jaws of death, and jumped practically
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Tank You For MENTIONING STARTLING DETECTIVE ADVENTURES 69


“You knew a hundred subtle ways to say you cared,
but every word, every caress was an alluring lie.”

b prtades cry, “Is any man worth it?” as you read Stephanie’s
story of a strange twenty-four hours out of her life . . . only
twenty-four hours, yet in them she found blinding, ardent love,
remorse, disillusion and tragedy. Don’t miss her stirring confession

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The killer began to stride about the
room with quickened movements. He
put on his shirt, stood before the mirror
to arrange his necktie and donned his
coat. He piled fresh logs upon the fire,
then sat before it and began tying his
shoes.

“Howard!”

The panic-stricken lad heard his name
called, but his tongue would not respond.
He lay motionless, afraid to move, al-
most afraid to breathe. Every nerve in
his frail body was like a strained harp-
string ready to snap at a touch.

“Howard,” the voice repeated, “I failed
to get you, didn’t I? Lucky that you
rolled out when you did. That last shot
would have put you with the rest of
em,’

The wanton slayer went into the
kitchen and returned almost immediately.
He yanked a quilt off the end bed and
nailed it over one of the windows. The
other window was similarly covered.
Then he discarded his hammer and
calmly lighted a cigaret.

“Howard,” he said, after a moment’s
deliberation, “I ought to kill you for not
telling me where the money was, but
I won’t—under one condition. Stay un-
der that bed where you are until ‘to-
morrow afternoon, and you live; if you
dare make one move to come out before
then, I'll give you what the others got!”

Flees For Life

ee lad breathed easier as he heard
the outside door close, followed in
a moment by the starting of a motor.
As he heard the car move slowly up the
steep mountain grade the boy had but
one thought—‘to get away from that
death-ridden home and its crimson hor-
ror. He crept from under the bed,
sought his clothes blindly and fled to the
kitchen where he dressed hurriedly. Not
once did he look back into that ghastly
room. Pulling his coat up tightly around
his neck to keep out the cold, and with-
out stopping to get a hat, he dashed out
into the darkness, And that quick de-
cision and sudden act undoubtedly saved
Howard Shaw from being murdered later
that same night.

Within an hour after we had heard the
amazing story we had traced the car
down the mountain to a point where Lee
had pulled off the road and parked.
From this point we tracked him back
across the ridge straight to the Shaw
home and then back to the car. Why
had the killer returned to the scene of
his horrible act? We were satisfied it
was to put Howard Shaw out of the way
—to leave no witness to the triple slay-
ings.

From my office in Madisonville com-
plete descriptions of the murderer were
broadcast throughout Tennessee and ad-
joining states. We felt confident that it
would be only a matter of hours before
Lee would be apprehended.

But we were wrong. Weeks passed
and the murderer remained at large. Of-
ficers ran down innumerable clues in
vain. We learned from the navy de-
partment that Willam Lee had been dis-
charged in San Francisco in 1933 after
being implicated in petty theft.

Two weeks later the abandoned car
was found near Richmond, Kentucky.
Officers there combed the country for
the youth, but he was gone. We heard
of him in Ohio, in St. Louis, even out in
California, But there was no trace of
Bill Lee. The earth had opened its jaws
and swallowed him.

70 Tuank You For MENTIONING StTarTLING Detective ADVENTURES

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You have read of Jesse James, Tracy,
Karpis and Dillinger—yet, the name
of Bunch probably means nothing to
you...Clarence Bunch was the reck-
less leader of an irrepressible mob of
marauding mountaineers, who car-
ried away more lead in their bodies
from the scenes of their depredations
than any gunmen in the annals of
American crime. This account. of
their three year reign of terror in the
South is almost unbelievable for its
brazen banditry and for the persis-
tence of the men who finally brought
the Bloody Bunch to its reward—

BLOODY

By Kenneth L. Eagon and featuring
Sheriff T. Wesley Brewer

of Knox County, Tennessee

‘ur you want to live, spit it out! Don’t stall! We know

_you got the payroll money!” the tall, young, six-foot

bandit menaced the cashier with his automatic. H. P.

Richey, cashier of the People’s Bank of Ewing, Vir-
ginia, motioned with his head to the open vault. A’ second
bandit immediately dashed into the vault.

Meanwhile the leader scooped up bank notes from the
cashier’s desk and tossed them into a sack, his tiny, jet black
eyes shooting back and forth between the desk, the cashier
in front of him and some bank customers who had_ been
cowed ina corner where they were standing face to the wall
with hands held high over their heads.

A third bandit stood with drawn gun at the door cooly
and rythmically turning his head from the bank interior to
the idling car at the curb, from which a fourth robber peered
low and anxious from the driver’s seat.

A muffled, exultant voice cried from the vault, “I got it!”
The leader walked silently to the center of the floor and
addressed the backs of the helpless men in the corner: “Give
us time to get out of here before you start yelling for help
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appeared and this was a signal ‘for a rush to the door that
broke the stillness with a crash—

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MICHELL MARKUM, Hanged at Rutledge, Tennessee, AXXZXXZ June 29, 1821,
"Nashville, Tenn., July 1, 1821 = The following is the confession of Mitchell Markum
who was hung at Rutledge on Friday lasts
'I was working at the house of Rebert Delap the day on which Mrs, Martin was killed and
had my gun with me. ‘tn the evening Nelap asked me to 20 with him to his hog pen,
“when there he told me he wished me to kill shat woman tonight, I asked him what
woman, He replied Martin's wife, I resented the proposition warmly. He smiled, and
nothing more was said on the subject. Jt started home and he accompanied me, On the
way over he remarked that he would go over and converse with the governor's wife,
meaning Mrs, Martin, He again proposed that I should kill her, for which he offered
me $150. I again positively refused, When he Came near to the chimney of Martints
house, Delay again asked me 'Are you going to do it.' I replied no, He observed
"Life is uncertain, death is certain, and money is very good,!' He then seized my
gun put the muzzle through the chimney, and fell on his knees, At this moment T
saw the woman lying on the bed when the gun fired, and Melap handed me my gun and want
into the house. I ran, and Delap, after coming out of the house, called to me,
telling me not to disclose the murder on the pain of death, observing that he had blown
her brains out, and reocucsted me to come to his house next morning and report her
death, which I did, Delap and I were taken into custody, conveyed to Jacksborough and
lodged in jail in the same room, The first night and during the whole night he impor-
tuned me very warmly, to confess that I had committed the mrder at his instance, that
as it would be my first offence, I would not be punished, that he would then get clear
of the charge and would spend any sum of money in procuring for me able counsel and
would use every exertion to set me acquitted, but that he was an old offender and
unless I would acceed to his intreaty, he had no hopes of escape, He dictated to me
the confession he wished me to make, and so strongly urged it that I at length con-=
sented, and made the confession, as suggested by him to several persons,
‘About fouryears ago last September, I was in the woods hunting when I met a travel=
ing peddlar riding an elegant horse, the pedlar asked where he could get breakfast.
I told him if hepassed Delap s he could not breakfast until he got to the river, I
asked his name, and he said it was Sturgeon and that he was going through White County
to Elk River, He passed on to Delap's, .bout 2 hours afterwards, Delap came to me
in the woods where I was butchering a deer, I was then below Delap's house about two
miles and about three hundred yards from the road leading to White Vounty, I told
Delap I would go with him if he would wait until I hung up my deer, He said he did
not wish me to go with him, and directed me to go around and meet him at a certain
spot about a mile off, He then went on, Suspecting mischief of some sort, I followed
at a distance after, and saw him take a position behind a tree near the road, Yhe
pedlar immediately paused, when Delap fired on him and he fell, the horse ran off,
Delap rtloaded his gun and retreated, I afterwards told Delap that I knew of the
mrder, e at first strongly denied, but at length admitted it. He threatened me
very mich, I promised secrecy, Delap afterwards informed me that he got $250 in
bank notes and silver and $50 worth of goods. I do not know what became of the horse,
Delap afterwards showed me where he burnt the body of the pedlar,
‘About three years ago last August, I was Living in white County when Delap came to
the home of my sister and showad me in the woods a fine black horse with a good
saddle, holster and pistols and large bag of goods which he had teken from another
pedlar whom he had lately murdered tear the place where the first murder had been
perpetrated, and his body sunk in a branch in 4 thicket of bushes, I do not knowhis
names Delap told me he got from this man $150 and some goods. He wished me to take
the horse and soods and make the best of them, paying him $50 which I refused, He
went away with thehorse and all and in about three weeks returned with none of the
plunder but the bridle, but appeared to have a good deal of cash, Sturceon was a
large man, about LO-years-of-aze, Delan represented the last man he murdered as
being very large,'" CAHANBA PRESS AND ALABAMA S/AI'E INTELLIGENCER, Cahawba, Alas,
August 2h, 1821, Page two, column four,


addressed the crowd for twenty minutes in a disconnected speech, confessing
tohaving killed Polk, and, at the same time, imploring his hearers to
repent their sins ere too late, and he forgiven as he had been'done. He
then knelt and repeated the Lord's Prayer, after which the Rev, Father
Lucius said the prayer for the dying. The condemned man's hands were

then handcuffed, his légs, arms and ankles strapped, the black cap ad-
justed, and as he uttered the words, ' Farewell, friends; farewell, world, '
the frop was sprung and his body shot down. His neck was broken by the
fall and there was a very slight convulstion of the body. Six hundred
tickets had been issued for admission to the jail yard. “he crowd on the
outside that witnessed the executZon numbered not less than six thousand,
nearly all of whom were colored. ‘During his speech many colored people
responded to’ his implorations by shoutdng (Bless the Lord. Amen,'"
BOREXMXABARKKX POST-DISPATCH, St. Louis, Mo., June 2, 1882 (Last edition)
Page one.

MATTHEWS, Sandy, black, hanged Memphis, Tenn., June 2, 1882,

fold, said he was not afraid of death. “he gallows was an ordinary trap.
The fall was about 5 feet. He died with hardly a struggle,

: "THE CRIME, | :
"The murder for which Sandy Matthews was hung stands almost along for
atrocity in the criminal history of Tennessee. In November lastyear
he became jealous of kssick Polk, a colored well-digger, who he pre-
tended to think was too intimate with his wife. Mathews and Polk hap
pened to visit Memphis on the same day and met there. She was detained
all night, but Polk returned to his home, which was a plantation near
Lucy Statdon, about 20 miles on the C.& O Railroad. Soon after re-
turning home Polk visited tne house of Matnews who lived near, and in-
formed him that his wife would not réturn until the following evening,
Mathews at once became enraged and accused Polk of having stolen his
wife's affections. Polk declared his innocence and remarked he would not
remain another moment in a house where he had been so unjustly accused,
He then turned to leave the room, when Mathews grasped an ax and struck
him from behind, Polk' s head was split in two by the blow and death
was instantaneous. Mathews went deliberately to work without loss of
time to cover the evidence of his crime. His wife's stepdaughter, about
16 years of age, who was a witness of the entire transaction, was forced
to assist him. Jogether they carried the body to where a hole about
four feet syuare and as many feet deep was dug in the rear of the house,
The girl held a candle while Mathews chopped up the body with his spade.
The members were amputated, one at atime, and cast into the hole, the
body being thrown in last. ‘4he whole was finally covered with loose
earth, the following February the girl made a full confession to her
employer, and told where the body of the missing man could be found,
Her story was credited when Polk's bones were unearthed, and the coat
found was recognized as his. Chief of Police Dawes of this city was at
once notified and sent an officer to arrest Mathews where he was quietly
living in the southern portion of the city. He confessed a few hours
later, and declared that he knew he ought to be hung. His conviction
was easy and he was sentenced to be hung. His case was appealed to the
Supreme Court which affirmed the decision,

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County Jail yard this afternoon at 1 o'clock. The execution was wit-
nessed by fully 6,000 people, the majority of whom were colored. The
condemned man made a speech from the gallows, in which he confessed the
killing and implored his hearers to repent their sins and SO With him to
heaven. His neck was broken by the fall,
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breakfast this morning. He bade farewell to his wife about eleven o'clock
and began making preparations for hanging. “*en weeks ago he embraced
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could not be sure that they were identical.

This trail led down past the side of the
house directly to the river bank. There
a fishing skiff was beached. But more
interesting to the officers were marks
which indicated that another boat had
recently pushed off into the stream.

“Elliot owned two boats,” said Essary,
“and one of them is missing. Do you
suppose—?” He left the question un-
finished but the others knew what he
meant. They peered out across the dark
waters. Had the killer crossed into
Missouri or Arkansas? If so, their task
promised to be doubly difficult.

“There is only one thing to do,” the
sheriff said grimly. “We must organize

a posse immediately and begin searching
both banks of the river. Every moment
we hesitate gives Elliot that much more
time to make his escape.”

“But we’re not sure that he’s the man
we want,” Deputy Morris protested. “He
wasn’t the only one who ever threatened
Boyd around here. These farmers have
had a lot of arguments.”

“Nevertheless, he’d better have 4 good
alibi,” was the blunt rejoinder, “or we'll
have to lock him up. His may not have
been the only threat Boyd received but it
was the last one. We can check on the
others after we locate Elliot.”

The officers returned to the Boyd home
and from there visited various houses in

the neighborhood. All the men who were
at home joined the posse eagerly, glad
of the opportunity to help the sheriff
solve the murder.

There were nearly 30 in all. Of Boyd’s.
immediate neighbors, only Clay Nelson
and Allan Nesbitt were missing. Mrs.
Nesbitt explained that her husband had
accompanied Nelson who had gone over
to Missouri earlier that day.to visit a
relative.

Williamson divided the men_ into
groups of five, and assigned each squad
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faint glow of the lamp through a

side window relieved the blackness
which had fallen over the little cotton
patch on the outskirts of Chic, Tenn.

Frank Boyd peered from the porch. A
chill wind off the nearby Mississippi
river rustled the fallen leaves. But noth-
ing could be seen and the harsh voice
which had called him from the house
was not heard again.

Boyd stepped off the porch and ad-
vanced into the yard. “Who is—”’ A
shattering roar cut the words short. In
rapid succession five more explosions
rent the night.

The farmer pitched to the ground.
There was the sound of footsteps, a mo-
ment of paralyzed silence. Then the door
of the shack was thrown wide as Boyd’s
two young daughters rushed to his side.

While one knelt beside him the other
ran to the home of their nearest neighbor
for help. The man immediately telephoned
Deputy Sheriff Will Essary of Dyer
county, who lived in Chic.

The neighbors had carried Boyd’s limp
form into the house and placed him on
a bed by the time the deputy arrived at
the scene that night of Dec. 8, 1939. The
officer knew at a glance that their efforts
to help had been futile. Boyd had died
instantly of multiple revolver wounds.

“T’ve already called the sheriff,” he
said, ‘and he’s on his way.”

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pao the Boyd girls, whose mother
had died some years before, he could
get little information as to what had oc-
curred, During the emergency they had
performed heroically but now that help
had come their grief held full sway. The
neighbors could only point out the spot
where they had found the body.

Realizing that every minute might
count in the investigation, Essary began
a search of the yard while awaiting the
sheriff.

The beam of his flashlight soon picked
out a trail of footprints leading away
from the scene of the shooting. The Boyd
farm lay in the lowlands along the east
bank of the river. The ground was soft
and Essary had no difficulty following
the prints to the concrete highway ‘south
of the house. There they vanished,

He crossed the road but found no foot-
prints on the other side. Apparently the
killer had fled down the highway toward
the river but whether on foot or in an

From this house Frank Boyd stepped
to meet a deadly fusillade from the dark.

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automobile, Essary could not determine.
He returned to the farmhouse and a few
minutes later Sheriff Clarence William-
son arrived from Dyersburg, the county
seat, 20 miles northeast of Chic.

With the sheriff were his ace deputy,
James L. “Doc” Morris, Undertaker
Thomas Curry, and the latter’s assistant,

‘Jack Drummit. Curry and Drummit ex-

amined the body.

They found six bullet wounds, also two
lead slugs which had penetrated the body
and were lying loose in the dead man’s
clothing. They gave the slugs to the
sheriff along with the contents of Boyd’s
pockets,» which included four nails, a
tobacco pouch, 37 cents in change and a
small, unopened jack-knife,

After this preliminary examination,
the undertaker and his assistant removed
the body to their ambulance and drove
off toward Dyersburg.

By this time the girls had regained
their composure. From them, Sheriff
Williamson drew an account of the day’s
happenings. His brow darkened as he
heard their story,

The youngest daughter had ‘for some
time been the unwilling object of the
affections of “Fisherman Bill” Elliot, a
young man who occupied a fishing shack
on the river nearby, they said.

That very afternoon the ‘suitor’s re-
peated requests for permission to marry
her had been denied by Boyd. The farmer
had protested that the girl was too young.
Elliot, it was related, had become furious.

After a bitter exchange, he stamped
from the house muttering threats to “get
even.”

Not long afterward, Boyd had been
summoned from the house by a man’s
voice in the yard. From the darkness, the
caller had shouted, ‘““Come out’ here and
let’s get this settled.”

Boyd stepped out and the shooting
followed. The girls had seen no one and
could not be sure of the muffled voice.
That was all they knew. ‘

“Tt looks as if our first move should be
to get hold of Elliot,” Deputy Morris re-
marked when the girls had completed -
their story.

Williamson nodded agreement and the
officers trooped out of the ‘farmhouse
without further ado. They piled into the
sheriff’s car and drove a short distance
down the highway to where Elliot’s cabin
stood, overlooking the river.

There were no lights in the fishing
shack and when Williamson pounded on
the door he received no answer. He tried
the knob and the door opened easily. He
led the way inside.

The cabin was empty except for fishing
paraphernalia strewn about the one room
in haphazard fashion. Since Elliot was
not at home, the officers wasted no time
searching the place. As they left the
house Essary flashed his light around,

‘and his quick eye again detected a trail

of footprints. On closer examination
they appeared to be similar to those he had
noticed near the Boyd home, although he

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He peered from the porch.

But the harsh voice which had

called him from the house
was not heard again.

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who were
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he sheriff

Of Boyd’s-

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ing. Mrs.
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gone over
to visit a

men into
each squad
armed with

clubs, guns, and other makeshift weapons
of various types and sizes, the torchlight
procession quickly made its way back to
Elliot’s cabin, which was to be the start-
ing point of the manhunt.

At the river bank, however, they were
confronted with a completely unexpected
development. Where there had been only
one skiff moored less than half an hour
before, there were now two. The missing
boat had returned during the short ab-
sence of the officers from the scene.

Elliot’s cabin was still empty
and he was nowhere about.
What, then, was the explana-
tion? Had he started to cross
the river, only to change his
mind and return to the Ten-
nessee side?

The sudden twist in the situ-
ation caused the sheriff to
change his plans. For the time
being it seemed futile to send
anyone to the west bank of the
river. He gave the groups new
assignments.

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