May 9, 1872 Col. Ramsey---Died at his residence near Sweetwater April 28th, 1872. Col. John Ramsey, born May the 5th, 1797. Col. Ramsey was one of the earliest settlers of Sweetwater Valley, dating back about half a century. During his long life he was ever found a true soldier of the Cross. In creed an earnest Presbyterian. One of the founders of the church in this county. A Presbyterian in faith, devoted to the church of his choice, and yet a Christian, in its broadest sense, loving all, who bore the image of his Master. For the advancement of Christ's cause and the building up of his chosen church, no sacrifice was too great. He put on the whole armor, when first he entered his Master's service. Nor did he lay it down, until the Master called him to lay aside the armor to take the crown. To sum up all of his virtues and labors, as a citizen, a husband and father, would savor of adulation. Of him it may be said, "none knew him but to love him." His death has cast a gloom over the community, where he so long lived, and was so much loved in the Church, in the Sabbath School, in society, and the question is asked: "Who will take his place?" His death was calm and peaceful as a summer eve. "How blest the righteous when he dies, When sinks a weary soul to rest, How mildly beam the closing eye, How gently heaves the expiring heart, Life's duty done, as sinks the clay, Light from a load the spirit flies; While Heaven and earth combine to say How blest the righteous when he dies." The following paper was adopted by the session of the Presbyterian Church, May the 5th, 1872: Whereas, God in His Providence has seen fit to remove from us our beloved brother John Ramsey: We, in remembrance of his many virtues desire to place upon our records this tribute to his memory: John Ramsey was born May the 5th, 1797, died April 28th, 1872. In the vigor of early manhood he, with his wife, who now survives him, united with the Presbyterian Church upon a profession of faith in Christ. A year or two after, he united with the church, (Mt. Zion at Philadelphia) he was ordained a ruling Elder. When the church at Sweetwater was organized he became one of the elders. From the time he united with the church, on through life, a period of nearly fifty years, the interests of the church were first with him. By a Godly life, did he show his love to his Master, and by his zeal, in everything tending to promote the welfare of the church, did he manifest his love for His kingdom. He loved his church and her ordinances, and rarely was he ever absent from the services of the sanctuary. The Sabbath day services, and the weekly prayer-meeting, were his delight. Nor will the earnestness or fervor of his prayers, be soon forgotten. Whilst interested in all that was for the good of his own church, he did not forget the church at large. It was his delight to attend the meetings pf Presbytery and Synod. Nor was his purse less at his Master's service than his hand. Always ready to contribute to every good cause, but especially to the demands of the church did he give not grudgingly, but with delight. Truly do we feel that in removing this faithful servant, the Lord has afflicted us. The wise counselor, the faithful friend, the devoted husband and fond father, the one, who in all the relations of life showed what the grace of Christ could make a man, has fallen, but it was as a good soldier, fully panoplied, or as the grain fully ripe, that he was gathered in. Gone as we feel from the employment of the church on earth, to share in the enjoyment of the church of the redeemed. Therefore, Resolved, 1st. That we bow in humble submission to the will of our God, in thus removing our loved brother. 2nd. We thank God that he gave us as a church, such a man for an elder, and spared him so long to us, to exemplify to this church and this community the religion of Jesus. 3rd. That we extend to the family of our departed brother, our sympathy and assure them of our prayer, that the God all grace may in this hour of their affliction be their stay and support. 4th. That a copy of these resolutions with the accompanying paper be furnished the family of the deceased, and also sent to the Christian Observer and Sweetwater Enterprise for publication By order of Session. ---J.H. Patton, Clerk. W.W. Morrison, Moderator. The following resolutions were adopted by the Union Sabbath School, in regard to the death of Col. John Ramsey, its efficient and beloved Superintendent: Whereas, It has pleased the Allwise Father to remove from our midst our beloved Superintendent. Therefore, Resolved, That we mourn his loss as one of our best citizens and greatest Sabbath School friends---one to whom this Sabbath School is greatly indebted for his long and continued zeal in its behalf. Resolved, That we, as a Sabbath School offer our condolence to the members of his bereaved family in their great and sad loss. Resolved, That the members of this Sabbath School, wear a badge of mourning for 30 days from this date, in honor of our departed Superintendent. The Methodist Sabbath School also adopted the following: Resolved, That we mourn the loss sustained by the Sabbath School cause, in the death of Col. John Ramsey, Superintendent of the Sweetwater Union Sabbath School. Resolved, That we extend to that School, and the family of the deceased our deepest sympathy, Resolved, That a copy of these resolutions be furnished the Union Sabbath School, and also the family of the deceased and published in the Sweetwater Enterprise. May 30, 1872 Three Men Drowned---We learn that on Friday last, two white men named Robert and William Brewer, and a Negro man named Henry Rice, employed by Messrs. Christian & Co., of Loudon, were drowned, about one mile above the city in the Tennessee River. The men had been sent up the river after a raft of logs and attempted to cross the river in a small skiff. The high wind turned the boat over and the men sunk at once. We have received the following particulars of this melancholy affair through the Loudon Journal. That paper says: "As we go to press this (Friday evening) we are called upon to chronicle the death by drowning of Robert Brewer, William Brewer, white, and Henry Rice, col. The three men were employees at the Steam Saw Mill, and had been sent two miles up the river to bring down a raft of logs, and instead of taking the skiff up the river, they crossed at the ferry and walked across the bottom to a point opposite the "Notch in the Hill," where they again took shipping in a very rickety craft, and after two unsuccessful attempts to cross, while in the third effort their frail bark went down. The two white men could swim and had it not been for wind and wave would have saved themselves, but being overcome by the waves when within some 20 or 30 feet from shore they sank to rise no more. The colored man could not swim and failing to take hold of the sunken craft to support himself, went down and was seen no more. Two of the unfortunate men leave families to mourn their untimely loss. They were all in the vigor of manhood. Diligent search is being made by our citizens for their bodies, but to no effect when we go to press." We learn from Mr. W.C. Cleveland, who visited Loudon, on Saturday last, that the bodies of the two white men were recovered Saturday morning, within twelve feet of the bank. The boat having capsized in the middle of the river, they had a good distance to swim, and consequently gave out before reaching the bank. The body of the Negro was recovered Monday. June 20, 1872 Tennessee Items---Joe McFadden, colored, known to may of our city readers, and who has been living at Shelbyville for a number of years, was killed by some persons unknown, at that place on last Tuesday night. ---Murfreesboro News. June 27, 1872 State News---David W. Ballew, formerly a distinguished State Senator from McMinn County, died at his residence in Fayette County, a few days since. The Columbia Herald says: John Shull, near Mount Pleasant, aged about twenty-one years, poisoned himself last Tuesday, by taking rats bane. The act seems to have been deliberate. The McKenzie Times says an old lady named Finch, who resided in that section, recently died. Her son, who was in perfect health, was so shocked when he heard it, that he died in two hours. The Pulaski Citizen relates that Mr. Alex G. Steel, who resides three miles west of that place, was knocked in the head with a six pound rock, by a Negro named Bryant the other day. July 4, 1872 Thief Arrested---A man named Thomas Tate, a resident of the upper end of this county, stole a mule from Mr. J.J. Browder, of Bradley County on Thursday of last week. He was pursued by Mr. Browder and Isaac Lindsey, Esq., of this county, and arrested last Saturday on Tellico River. He was placed in jail at Madisonville to await an investigation of the case. He denies stealing the mule, but the proof which will be introduced is said to be so plain that he will be convicted. July 11, 1872 A long letter from J.P. Chumlea of Fort Scott, Kansas. Homicide At Clinton---The Fourth of July was not destined to pass away without a record of blood and crime, inconsistent with the sacredness of the day, as it was handed down to us. On the Fourth of July, Thursday last, Joe Buckner, a very respectable colored man, lately employed by the E.T. & Va. & Ga. Railroad in their machine shop in this city, visited Clinton in company with a colored pic-nic excursion party to that place, from this city. The pic-nic party had gotten through the most of their exercises and, as we understand, were prepared to return home, when near or at the depot, a white man named Mark Leak or Leech, shot and wounded Buckner with a pistol, from the effects of which he died after his arrival in this city. There are many stories as to the facts of the shooting. We give only two, and do not pretend that either is correct. One is that the Negro Buckner walked up to another Negro who was on the ground, and requested that he should not whistle or make any disagreeable noise on the grounds. While Buckner was addressing the colored men, it is said the man Leech approached him and inquired what he was saying. Buckner repeated what he had said, when Leach called him a damned liar. Buckner replied that he was talking to another man, not to him, and if he applied the epithet of liar to him he was another, and thereupon Leach drew his pistol and fired. Another story is: That Buckner made himself offensive by making opprobrious remarks about the females of the town of Clinton, saying that they were nothing more than common prostitutes, and that no one dared resent it, and that while he was talking in this way to the colored man, Leach approached him and made the remarks he did, which lead to the death of Buckner. Buckner was brought to this city on the excursion train from Caryville, and died at eleven o'clock Thursday night. At last accounts Leach was still in Clinton, but was at large. ---Press & Herald. Pass Him Around---The facts herewith appended are derived from a responsible source, and an anxiety to prevent other communities from being imposed upon, induces us to give publicity to this statement. One T. Cary Cole married a lady of high respectability in this county, and afterwards decamped from this section, leaving his family without protection. He went to Florida, and there married another lady. When the facts became known, he was indicted for bigamy and lodged in jail. The proof was abundant to secure his conviction, but he made his escape on the 23rd of May last, from the jail of Columbia County, Fla., and has not been heard from since. He is about forty-five years old, five feet ten inches in height, weighs about 165 pounds, has blue eyes, coarse auburn hair with a beard nearer red than any other color, and possesses a mean countenance, according to our information. He is very religious, and claims to be a Hard Shell Baptist preacher. Our exchanges will confer a favor by giving the purport of this information in their columns, and in all probability arrest the career of this gay Lothario in other places. ---Anderson Intelligencer. [Anderson, SC?] Mysterious Affair---Our Muddy Creek, Loudon County, correspondent writes: "On Tuesday, 2nd inst., the body of a white male infant was found upon the railroad track, about half way between Easley's Store and the "Ebbing Spring," on W.A. Lenoir's farm. The child from every appearance, had evidently fallen from the saloon of the down passenger train. Blood could be seen on the end of the cross-ties opposite the store, trailing down the road to the point where the child was found, and it was, and is yet, easy to see where it fell from the cars, when in motion, from the blood on the end of the tie upon which it struck. After falling, and from where the body of the babe was first seen, it is plain that it was dragged over the ends of several ties, and that it came from the saloon. If it had been thrown overboard it would have been found further from the track, or if dropped between the cars its position would have been quite different. The discovery was not made until about sunset, some seven hours after the passage of the train, and its body was found to be badly blistered and bruised by the fall and exposure to the scorching sun. If the eye of the mother should happen to fall upon this, it may or may not be somewhat gratifying to her to know that persons more humane than herself gave the tender but dead bloom of innocence in the shape of mankind a Christian burial. She who left it a prey to the dogs and other animals to feed upon, should possess sufficient affection to thank her God it was not thus devoured, but is now in the repository of the dead. Has anyone mysteriously left your city? Perhaps Conductor DeArmond recollects if anyone was sick when the train passed Muddy Creek, or even played sick afterwards, on the evening of the 2nd. G. ---Press & Herald. July 18, 1872 Returned---After an absence of several months in the West, our young friend, James M. Heiskell, has returned. He has a great deal to say about the Great Western world. He is looking hearty, and is as lively as ever. He reports all the families who were former residents of this country, whom he had the pleasure of meeting, are in good health and living in splendor. White Crane Killed---Mr. Sherman Orr killed, on Sweetwater Creek, yesterday, a white crane which measured four feet in height, and four feet and a half from the tip of one wing to the other. Death of A Printer---We learn that Mr. Jake Mills, a well known compositor, died at Morristown, on Friday last. The body reached Knoxville on Saturday, and was interred by the Knoxville Typographical Union. July 25, 1872 Affray---On Saturday evening last a difficulty occurred here between Bill Crutchfield, a colored brick-layer, well known in East Tennessee, and Charley Branham, an employee on the E.T. V. & G. Railroad, in which Crutchfield was struck on the forehead, by Branham just above the right eye, with a piece of baryta, crushing in the skull. Physicians were called in and did all that was necessary to be done. Whiskey was the cause of the trouble. Accidental Death---We learn that on Saturday afternoon, last, a colored man was accidentally killed at Philadelphia. He was employed in Cozart & Adkins flouring mill, and while at work was caught in the machinery and crushed to death. August 1, 1872 Died---We are called upon this week to chronicle the death of George G. Stillman, one of our best citizens, which occurred on the morning of the 29th of July, at about 12:25. "His life went out almost hand in hand with the Holy Sabbath, and as calmly and sweetly." For many months his active spirit had been held down by the gaunt spectre of disease, yet he bore his sufferings with the uncomplaining fortitude of a Christian. The deceased leaves a wife, two children and many friends to mourn the sad and irreparable loss. The remains of the deceased were interred with Masonic honors on Tuesday morning, which were witnessed by a large concourse of people. We tender to the bereaved wife and fatherless children our heart-felt sympathy and condolence in their great bereavement. August 8, 1872 Depot Agent---Mr. McNight, formerly of Charleston, Tenn., has been appointed Depot Agent at this place, to fill the vacancy caused by the death of George G. Stillman. Accidentally Killed---The Jonesboro Flag learns that Mr. David Pugh, a young man living just over the line in Carter County, about ten miles from Jonesboro, met with a very sad and fatal accident on Friday morning. It appears that Mr. P. went out to look over his corn field, and mounting a stump with an old musket in his hand, which he had taken along for the purpose of killing a squirrel, the gun accidentally slipped down through his hand, and the hammer of the lock striking the stump on which he was standing, the gun was discharged, pouring its contents through the stomach of the unfortunate victim. He staggered some forty steps from the spot and fell a lifeless corpse. His remains were interred Saturday. He leaves a wife and two children. Death of George G. Stillman---Resolutions adopted by Lodge No. 202, F. and A.M., Sweetwater, Tennessee, relative to the death of G.G. Stillman, at his residence at Sweetwater, Tenn., July 29th, 1872. Aged 44 years, 5 months and 22 days. It has pleased God, after an illness of some length, to remove from our midst our friend and brother, G.G. Stillman. Some years previous to the war he came among us a stranger. But he did not long remain so. His native worth and intelligence soon caused him to be known and appreciated, and recognized as a friend and brother. He was a pleasant and agreeable companion---kind and affectionate in his family---a true and faithful friend---and good and useful citizen---a consistent and devoted Christian. He was also a bright and honored member of the Masonic Fraternity. Possesses of varied and accurate Masonic knowledge, he was ever ready to impart any instruction to his less informed brethren, quick to detect any violation of the usage of ancient free-masonry, he was bold in the vindication of the right. Punctual and conscientious in his business affairs, as well as in the discharge of the duties of our order, he set us an example worthy of imitation. Temperate and prudent in word and act, just as his dealings with his fellow man, patient and cheerful in his long and severe sufferings, he was an embodiment of the cardinal virtues of free-masonry, Temperance, Fortitude, Prudence and Justice. He lived in charity with all mankind, took hold with the grip of Faith upon the Lion of the tribe of Judah, and died in Hope of a blessed immortality beyond the grave, and though his work in life is accomplished, he has thus mounted the "celestial ladder" from the Lodge below to the Grand Lodge above, where the Supreme Architect of the Universe presides. August 22, 1872 For the West---Our friend Dr. Mayes, we learn, will leave us soon with a party of from 60 to 100 for some part of the West. Any who are contemplating a western trip, would do well to join this party, as it will be a genteel crowd and go directly through. Success to them. Died---Again death has visited our community and taken away three of the oldest inhabitants of Monroe County. Mrs. Pennington, aged about 75; Mrs. Reagan, mother of B.P. Reagan, Esq., aged about 80; and Dr. F.H. Gregory, aged 89 years. These deaths all occurred on Sunday last, within 24 hours. They all leave a large circle of friends and relatives to mourn their loss. Peace to their ashes. September 5, 1872 Died---We are grieved to again chronicle another death in our community. Mr. Polly Fry, wife of our townsman Mr. Hugh L. Fry, died Tuesday evening last at a few minutes after 1 o'clock. Her age was about 35. She leaves a devoted husband, a number of children, and many friends to mourn their loss. The bereaved family have the sympathies of the community in this sad dispensation of providence. The remains of the deceased were interred in the Sweetwater Cemetery yesterday. September 12, 1872 Westward---Dr. Mayes will start the 1st October, with about 150 persons, for the West. A special train will be provided---sleeping car, etc., attached, and will leave the Sweetwater Depot, at the time above stated. A Mysterious Affair---On Saturday night and Sunday morning last, Sweetwater was thrown into a wild state of excitement over a rumor that Thomas G. Boyd had been murdered on Friday before. Various have been the rumors with regard to the mysterious affair. It is well known that Mr. Boyd left Sweetwater on Thursday---horseback---for the mountains, for the purpose of summoning witnesses to attend Court which is now in session at Knoxville. Among the rumors that were circulated on Sunday the following was the most correct. Mr. Boyd, took with him two men, B.F. Reagan, and a Mr. Hensley, and on Friday about 2 o'clock the three men were at Laurel Branch Spring, which is on the road from Madisonville to North Carolina. The two men who were with Mr. Boyd say that while Mr. Boyd was drinking at the spring, five men armed with pistols and guns and having their faces blackened, rose out of the surrounding laurel thicket and with threatening actions ordered Mr. Boyd and his party to surrender, which they, having no means of resistance, did. The two men were bond-folded and while three of the five accompanied them down the road, the other two remained with Mr. Boyd.. They had proceeded a short distance when the report of a pistol was heard and Hensley, who was not entirely blinded, looked back, saw the flash of two other pistol shots and saw Mr. Boyd fall. Reagan and Hensley were taken off into the woods some distance and tied to trees, and kept there until sometime in the night. They had no definite idea of where they were, and after being released, wandered about in the woods till the next day, when they met R.S. Mahan, told him of the death of Mr. Boyd, who soon conveyed the information to Mr. Boyd's father, at Mt. Vernon. Mr. Boyd sent the news to Mr. A.A. Boyd at Madisonville, on Saturday evening. Mr. A.A. Boyd forwarded the news to Mr. A.W. Boyd, a nephew of the murdered man, at Sweetwater, who got it at 11 o'clock at night. Mr. A.W. Boyd started immediately, went to Mr. A.A. Boyd's at Madisonville, where a small party was gathered and proceeded, by way of Mt. Vernon, to the spot where the shooting was done. A note from Mr. A.W. Boyd was received in Sweetwater on Sunday night, in which he stated that they had "found Uncle Tom's body Sunday and that it would have to be interred at Mt. Vernon." We only give the above as one among the various rumors that were afloat on Sunday. On Monday morning the Masons of this place, all who could get conveyance, went to Mt. Vernon for the purpose of attending the funeral. Since Monday we have obtained the following additional information regarding the affair. The party who went in search of the murdered man, found on Sunday morning, about ten o'clock, charred human remains in a "tree top," the upper branches of a felled tree, on Laurel Ridge, about one half mile from the spring where Reagan and Hensley stated the tragedy occurred. The tree had been fired and burned out, and the remains discovered, while plainly those of a human being were, were so thoroughly burned as to destroy all means of identification. Among the ashes were found some teeth, a few buttons and two pistol balls. A few of the teeth were found in the burned socket of what was once a jaw. John Carson, the Coroner of Monroe County, was in the party who discovered the remains, and he immediately held an inquest. B.P. Reagan and Mr. Hensley were the witnesses before the Coroner. Reagan swore that Boyd, Hensley and himself were captured by men with blackened faces, on Friday afternoon, September 6th. That Hensley and himself were bound and blind-folded and taken off a short distance. That the witness heard a pistol shot and, turning, the bandage having slipped from one eye, he saw two pistols fired at Boyd and that Boyd then fell. Reagan then detailed the release of himself and Hensley and the subsequent proceedings until they were able to give information to the friends of Boyd, as detailed above. Hensley substantiated the statement of Reagan as regards the capture, hearing the pistol firing, and subsequent proceedings of himself and Reagan. Some of the searching party stated at the inquest having found a number of papers of a private character, which had belonged to Boyd, scattered on the ground where the murder was said to have been committed, and that the papers were all saturated with blood. The jury returned a verdict to the effect that the remains before them were those of a human being, but having been burned beyond any recognition, they were unable to identify them. Another account states that Hensley did not testify before the Coroner, and that the jury adjourned to the 28th inst., without having rendered a verdict. The unrecognizable remains were believed to be all that was left of Thomas G. Boyd, and under that impression, they were tenderly lifted and conveyed to Mt. Vernon for burial. Many of our citizens saw the remains of the burned man, but could not recognize him as the remains of Thomas G. Boyd. We learn that Reagan and Hensley further state that at the time Boyd was killed, the horses of all three were taken by their captors, that Reagan's horse returned to his brother's, and was found in the field. The horse that Mr. Boyd was riding at the time the murder should have taken place, belonged to J.M. Heiskell. On Monday last information was sent to Madisonville, that the horse was at Mr. Lowry's, about three miles from Mouse Creek. That it had been left there Saturday morning before daybreak. Mr. P.H. Montgomery went after the horse and brought him to Sweetwater, on Tuesday. It is stated that the horse, when discovered at Mr. Lowry's on Saturday morning, was stiff, and seemed to have been rode very hard. Yesterday morning we received the following, relative to the action of the Government detectives who were sent to the scene to investigate the affair. About one week before the reported murder took place, a Negro whom Mr. Boyd's father had raised, took sick and died in Sweetwater. Mr. Boyd's father visited the Negro before he died, and directed T.G. Boyd, in case he should die, to have him placed in a coffin and sent to Mt. Vernon, for burial. This was accordingly done, and the detectives thinking that the burned body might be that of the Negro, a party of men were summoned by Judge Hall, who was then holding the Circuit Court at Madisonville, to accompany the detectives to Mt. Vernon, and disinter the body of the Negro, in order that they might be satisfied that it was not the same body which was found burned in the woods. This was done, and the body of the Negro was missing. The matter has not yet beed decided. A thorough investigation of the case will have to be gone through with before it can be settled. The affair is still wrapped in mystery. Some believe that the body which was burned was that of the Negro and that Boyd has fled the country, while others believe to the reverse. But rumors are still flying thick and fast and it is hard to distinguish fact from gossip. By our next issue we hope to be able to give the full and true particulars of this sad affair. We learned yesterday that the remains (or a portion of them) of the burned human, were at Madisonville, and a jury of the best men in the county, and also all the physicians, were examining the skull bone to find out whether it was the skull of T.G. Boyd, or that of the Negro. At the time we went to press, we had received no further information. At a late hour last night we learned the jury of inquest at Madisonville in the matter of Thomas G. Boyd's murder adjourned to meet two weeks hence. That we think was proper. The affair should be thoroughly investigated. Justice demands it. September 19, 1872 Loss of Life---We learn that a deaf mute by the name of Dunn, living near Muddy Creek Station on the E.T.Va. & Ga. Railroad while walking on the track was struck by the western bound passenger train, Sunday last. When reached it was found that he was severely injured. He was carried to Lenoir's near which the accident occurred and medical aid promptly obtained. But upon examination, the back part of the skull was found to be crushed and he died in about two hours. It is supposed that he was going to Lenoir's and preferred walking on the railroad, forgetful of the danger thus incurred. The Boyd Mystery---The Knoxville papers of Saturday morning contain the full statements of B.P. Reagan, and Perrean Hensley, in regard to the mysterious disappearance of Thomas G. Boyd. Mr. Reagan arrived in Knoxville on Friday last, and his evidence taken by Col. L.B. Whitney, of the secret service of the Treasury Department before Maj. A.H. Pettitone, Assistant United States Attorney General. The testimony is lengthy and covers the entire time from their departure from Sweetwater on Wednesday, the 4th inst., including the time the burned body was found, util the impaneling of the jury of inquest, and his last act of an official nature before starting on the memorable trip was attesting a voucher for Dorcas Williams, widow of Randolph Lancy, involving about $1,500. This was done in Boyd's office. Reagan stated that he had been living with Boyd at Sweetwater and was on intimate terms with him. On Wednesday morning between 8 and 9 o'clock, he and Hensley started in a buggy for the mountains for the purpose of summoning witnesses for Boyd whom they expected to meet at his father's, at Mount Vernon, but when they arrived no one was there except a colored girl. However, Mrs. Boyd and Mrs. Spillman came in shortly after, and there they stayed all night. On Thursday morning they started for the Carden settlement, having been joined by Thomas G. Boyd, but their buggy, or more properly a sewing machine wagon had the seat broken and they left the vehicle at Col. Boyd's, and he and Hensley and Tom Boyd proceeded thence on horseback, going in the direction of Coco Creek, Boyd riding young Heiskell's horse. Hensley taking the horse from the buggy and Reagan riding an animal he had borrowed from Ezra Reagan, a kinsman. They traveled all day Thursday and on the evening reached the residence of a man named Hawkins; where they remained all night. In the next morning, Friday, they left, intending to go to a Mr. Holcombe's and thence into the edge of North Carolina, for the purpose of serving subpoenas, as before stated. There were several parties living a short distance from the route they intended traveling whom they wished to summon, and Hensley went to notify a witness at Kelso8 while Boyd and Reagan went to a widow Roberts', having appointed a rendezvous at William Gormley's, where they met and proceeded on their way until they arrived at Joseph Coppenger's, where they dined, eating their own provisions prepared by Boyd's mother before they started, which was carried in a sack on Hensley's horse. At Coppenger's they procured some corn for their horses, alleging the scarcity of forage on the mountains. They arrived about noon. In response to a question the witness said that he had never traveled from Mrs. Robert's to Gormley's before that day, as it was a road but little frequented. After dinner they started on their way, meeting Joe Coppenger and a son of Will Payne on the mountain two or three miles from where the ascent began. This was about two o'clock p.m. Shortly afterwards Reagan saw a snake by the side of the road and killed it. They were thirsty and spoke of dismounting to get a drink of water, when before they could do so, "two black, horrid looking men armed with pistols rushed out of the laurel thicket," to use the witness' own words, and ordered them to surrender and give up their arms. Witness heard the bushes rustle on the outer side of the road, and looking around he saw three other disguised men. Being unarmed they submitted without resistance. When this occurred Boyd was riding in front and witness and Reagan just behind him. The three last comers looked after Boyd, while the two first proceeded to Reagan, the person who did so being described as a "big, heavy-bearded fellow," handing his pistol to his comrade to hold while he bound witness' hands behind his back. This being done they paid the same attention to Hensley, when a squabble ensued, in which Hensley's pistol was knocked out of his hand. They were then ordered to mount, but could not do so without assistance. Witness was very much excited thinking their time had come. Boyd was also tied. Just before the three last Ku-Klux appeared he heard someone say "rush in," or something to that effect. They were seized before they had crossed Laurel Branch. The prisoners were then taken back about sixty yards, when they turned off into the woods on the left, when witness thinking his horse would fall, was helped off an allowed to walk. Then they went on top of the mountain and again got on his horse, when after proceeding as he supposed about a mile from the road they halted a short time and then proceeded a short distance further, when they stopped again. Witness was not blind-folded, but Hensley was. Here the horses were taken away from them and the prisoners then walked some distance further, this time in the direction of Laurel Branch. Then they stopped for the third time and were searched, and everything taken away from them. Witness had $325 in money. Reagan and Hensley were then taken a few steps from the top of a hill on which the search took place and made to sit down, with their hands and feet tied securely. Boyd was then led off by the first two who had appeared, and Reagan and Hensley left alone, the captors remarking that Boyd was "an old fox," but they had earthed him at last. In a few minutes they disappeared over a little rising ground, the upper parts of the bodies of Boyd and his captors alone being visible. Witness saw one of the latter draw a pistol, point it at Boyd's breast and fire. He then heard some one exclaim "Shoot the damn rascal again!" And several shots were fired, making five in all. After the firing the two men came back and removed them a short distance and left them for probably twenty minutes, when they reappeared and removed them about two hundred yards further in the direction of Laurel Branch, where they were again tied and left until dark, the moon faintly shining, when one of them came back and untied Reagan's hands, remarking that he "had nothing against him and would not harm him, for the witness had once saved his life." Reagan. Hensley's Statement---I am 24 years old. I live at Ball Play, Monroe County, Tennessee. On the 2nd day of September, Mr. Reagan and myself went to Sweetwater. Reagan said that Thomas G. Boyd had agreed to give him $2 per day to go with him to summon witnesses. Reagan said that he would give me $1 per day if I would go with him. He said Boyd would pay all expenses. On Wednesday we left Sweetwater to go to the old man Boyd's. We went in a buggy. We stayed at old man Boyd's all night. On Thursday night we stayed at Sheriff Hawkins' about a mile from Col. Boyd's. On Friday morning we went to the old man Boyd's. We there met Thomas G. Boyd. We all started from there to go to the Carden settlement. When we got to the big road Boyd gave me a subpoena for J.H. Kelso and asked me to go to his house and summon him. Reagan and Boyd took another way and were to meet at Gormley's. We met at Gormley's, then went to Coppenger's and took dinner. After dinner we started to go up the mountain. About one half or three quarters of a mile from Coppenger's five men came out of the woods---two had their faces blacked---two with cocked pistols in hand, "jobbed" them against me. They took us from our horses, ties our hands and made us get on our horses again. They took us to the top of the mountain and into the woods about a mile. They then took us off our horses and tied our feet; tied a handkerchief over my eyes and laid us down on the ground. They then took our horses out of sight. They then said to Boyd, "Come on G--damn you; you are an old fox---we've got you now---our time has come." When they were tying me they said: "Those are damn nice boots to die in." They then took Boyd off 75 or 100 yards down a hollow and over a brook. I could not see him all the time, but just as they raised on a small rise of ground I saw one man point a pistol at Boyd and fire. After the shot Boyd fell and rolled out of sight. About an hour and a half after, two men came back up the hill to us. We were captured and tied about 2 o'clock p.m. on Friday. They untied our legs and told us to get up. They walked us up the branch about thirty yards and laid us on the ground. They left us and were gone about an hour. They went back to where Boyd was shot; in about one hour one man came to us. He said to Reagan: "I know you; I've nothing against you; you saved my life once." Reagan asked him when. He said ask me no favors and I'll grant none. He then untied Reagan and told him to untie me. He bade us good bye, saying perhaps we shall never meet again. We then struck out for the road. We howled until it was quite late, and then laid down in the woods till the sun was up. In the morning we came into the big road about four miles from where we were captured. We first went to Johnson's, there we got some water. We then went to King's and got dinner, from there to Coppenger's; there met Robert Mahan and Graves. We were on our way to old man Boyd's to inform him; told Coppenger of it; stayed all night at Mose Humphries'; didn't go to old man Boyd's; but on Sunday morning went to my home on Ball Play. Sometime during the day they came for us to go to hunt for Boyd. Mahan went to old man Boyd's and informed him. Coppenger, when we first got there Saturday morning, wanted to get up a crowd at once and hunt for Boyd's body, but I told him I was going up to old man Boyd's nine miles off to have them get up the crowd to hunt for Thomas G. Boyd. Boyd said, when captured, "I have done nothing to be murdered for, if I am to be murdered, and I am to die, let me die like a man. I want my body taken to Sweetwater and buried." Reagan was not blind-folded and Boyd was not blind-folded. We were tied with ropes. After they tied a handkerchief over my eyes and laid me on the ground I rubbed my head against a bush till I got the blind down so I could see with one eye. October 10, 1872 F.J. Gass, aged 22 years, died in this place yesterday morning of typhoid fever. He had been confined to his bed for several weeks when at last death seized upon him and he had to yield. We deeply sympathize in their sad bereavement. October 17, 1872 Long letter from W.B. Lenoir of Dodge City, Kansas. Returned---Dr. N.I Mayes, has returned from his trip to the West. October 24, 1872 Tribute of Respect---Sweetwater Lodge, No. 125, I.O.G.T., Sweetwater, Tenn., Oct. 15th, 1872: Whereas, It has pleased Almighty God to take from our circle, after a brief illness, our friend and brother Hiram Douglass, a young man just in the prime of life. He came among us, but a few months ago a perfect stranger, but by his good deportment he soon won the confidence and respect of all. He was a pleasant and agreeable young gentleman, was also a worthy member of the I.O.G.T. He was punctual in the discharge of the duties of our Order, as well as in his business. He died in the anticipation of a happy existence on the "shore beyond the flood." His work in life is finished, but he has gone to that beautiful land where death's rude alarm is never sounded and where circles are never broken. While we deeply mourn his early death and regret the sad event, yet we humbly bow to the will of Providence. Therefore be it Resolved 1st, That in the death of Hiram Douglass, we the members of the I.O.G.T. Lodge, No. 125, acknowledge the loss of a good and worthy member and one who labored to promote the interest of our Order. Resolved 2nd, That the Regalia and officers stands of the Lodge be clothed in a badge of mourning for thirty days. Resolved 3rd, That we furnish the family of the deceased Brother with a copy of these Resolutions, and that we assure the family of our deep sympathy with them in this their sad bereavement. Resolved 4th, That a copy of these Resolutions be sent to the Sweetwater Enterprise and Temperance Herald, Nashville, Tenn., with request to publish. J.W. Robertson, W.C. Yearwood, W.L. Browder, Committee. J. W. Robertson, Secretary. November 7, 1872 Tennessee News---Dr. William Cavenor, a worthy citizen of Greenville is dead. Mr. H. Sautel who fell in a well a few days ago at Lawrenceburg, has died from injuries received. A Tragedy In Hawkins County---We learn by a private letter from Bull's Gap, that the citizens of that vicinity are greatly excited over the discovery of the remains of a Mrs. Berry, who disappeared from Bull's Gap, where she had resided about three weeks since. It appears that there lived at Bull's Gap, a family named Berry, consisting of the husband, wife and four daughters, three of whom were grown. Berry and his wife did not live happily together, but on the contrary quarreled frequently. After these disagreements, oftentimes resulting in blows; Mrs. Berry would go away from the house and be gone for two or three weeks, but always returned to her unhappy home. About three weeks since the husband and wife quarreled again. Persons living in the neighborhood heard screaming in the night. Next morning Mrs. Berry was not at home and it was told inquiring neighbors that she had gone away, because of a "fuss" the previous night between herself and her husband. Last week, Berry and his daughter, having packed their household goods in a wagon, started for Texas. This sudden departure, the wife having not returned, excited the suspicions of the neighbors. The screaming which had been heard on the night previous to the disappearance of Mrs. Berry was recollected, and a search for the missing woman was determined upon. After a short search the body of Mrs. Berry was found, lying in a hole which had been dug near the house, and which had been mostly filled up. The skull of the dead woman was mashed, and the body bore the marks of a severe beating. Pursuit after Berry was immediately made and he was arrested and is now in confinement awaiting a hearing on the charge of uxorcide. ---Press & Herald. Married---At Independence, California, on the morning of October the 24th, at the residence of the bride's Uncle, J.B. White, by Judge D.D. Gunison, Mr. W.A. Baker, of Big Line, Cal., to Miss Fannie F. White, formerly of Knoxville, Tenn. Knoxville papers please copy. We congratulate the beauteous bride that she has won for herself so peerless a companion for life. Our best wishes hail you and yours, Miss Fannie, and may your path through life be strewn with never fading flowers.