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This historic book may have numerous typos, missing text, images, or index. Purchasers can download a free scanned copy of the original book (without typos) from the publisher. 1860. Not illustrated. Excerpt: ... APPENDIX. A. Page 15. That we did not take up arms until necessary to protect our lives, as well as our liberties, I will here cite a few cases which exhibit the character of the reign of terror then imposed upon Kansas. In February, 1856, E. P. Brown, a true lover of liberty, was actually hewed in pieces, with a hatchet, by a ProSlavery mob at Easton, in consequence of which his poor wife became a maniac, and is now the inmate of an asylum, leaving their three children orphaned. In June, Mr. Cantrell, who, though from Missouri, was a Free-State man, was taken prisoner with his wife and family; was offered his freedom if he would join the invaders, and, on his refusal, was shot down and pinned to the ground with a bayonet; his wife and family vainly pleading for his life. Mr. Hopps, from Massachusetts, a brother-in-law of Eev. Mr. Nute, of Lawrence, was shot and scalped on the highway by a Southern man named Fugitt, who had bet a pair of boots at Leavenworth that he would bring in a Yankee scalp within two hours, and thus won his bet, carrying in the bleeding scalp in triumph on the end of his gun. Mr. Bailey, the only man in Kansas that I know of who has purchased his land with a warrant actually received APPENDIX A. It? by himself from the Government, for personal service in the navy, was robbed of a fine pair of horses, wagon, a load of provisions, etc., by Southern men, under Col. Buford, tied to a tree, and shot at as a target. Eeceiving four balls in his body, he fell as dead and was so left, but the U. S. mailcoach passing shortly after, the passengers, on seeing the body, insisted on stopping, and finding that he still breathed, took him with them. He lay in bed nine months, and now carries the bullet marks on him, while he cultivates his farm t...
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