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Announcements of marriages -and deaths, and notices of a religious character, are >r?*pectfullT touched, and will be inserted gratis REDMOND'S STRANGE STORY. A X.IXXP. "WITH THE OTJTUW IN THE HEART OF TE3 RIDGE. ? From the News and Courier; Pickens C. H., June 27. It is not necessary that I should be at any pains to introduce the subject of this sketch to any well informed man, woman or child in South Carolina, or perhaps in. any State of the Union. That kind office nas'been pretty well discharged for me and for him, on many occasions with:a the past few years, by his many friends and admirers of the United States In? ternal Revenue Service, and there is but little that I can now add. save in the way of truth, to what has been already said concerning "the great crimiual, "the notorious desperado," "the bloated brigand, of the Slue Ridge," "the infa? mous outlaw/', "the red-handed rover"? Lewis^K. 'Redmond 1 This ii he that has turned two Sites'upside down; set all .law, human and Divine,. at naught; defied the power of the best government the world.ever saw; chased its officers I pelKmcIlr across a county ; committed Highway robbery; ambushed the faithful in the discharge of their duty; released criminals from jail: frightened women and children, -and?eke .grown men into ?ts, and rwhd, fmafly, if. the truth were .known, was doubtless at the bottom of | ihe disturbances in the Bald Mountains; .Are not these things so, beside many ?ethers like not here set down? The proof io not far to seek since his enemies . declare it and the law has corfnrmed it by setting a price on his young head, and in giving authority to his fellow-men "to bring his body into court??alive or AT THE BAR Or? PUBLIC OPINION. aSI^ This last thing has*'Seen rather diffi? cult, not to s?y impossible, of perform? ance it~seemsy and-hasremained undone until accomplished by the Kernend Cou ' rier, in the person of its humble repre? sentative, by whom the redoubtable has been captured alive^ and whn>iMW,pffte>j duces the prisoner- in- cwrt; that great | court of public opinion where he shall be :;? called npoa to answer to the charges pre? ferred against him 1 It happened in this wise, A week-or ten days'ago, I was commissioned: by the News and Courier "to go and find Redmond," if possible, and to obtain from him a personal narra th>? of his eventful career. . ? ,.. A FRUITLESS QUEST. .. ^. The qtest was not very satisfactory^as I learned that its object had left the country,, and nomzjaknew of his -where? abouts, concerning which I was further informed that they were changed with every sum. At the end of the second day I was compelled to abandon the, search and return to the village whence I had started, u6 whit wiser than when lieft it Through the kindness- and superior knowledge of the gentleman'who accom r pacied me, however, I had been placed in communication with two cf 'tbe out? law's most trusted friends, and had left with thorn, to bus forwarded to some un? known - postoffice, a note addressed to . him, in which I requested an interview at any time and place he might designate and under any restrictions he should choose to impose upon me. His verbal reply granting my request was received - Monday morning, and- for - instructions ^afru guidance "I was directed simply to ? accompany Mr. W. 6.. Fields, of Pickens , C. H., whithersoever he might lead me. Reporting to^lhis gentleman without de? lay, an understanding was quickly had, and our plan of proceeding agreed upon to be carried into effect the same night.. THE RENDEZVOUS. By this rime, and in spite of great pre '. caution, the fact of my.first visit to the mountain had become- known and its true object suspected. (The good people of I Pickens have learned to be suspicious of | strangers, and their, every movement is \ watched .with'' fond solicitude.) It was therefore necessary to move with caution j for Redmond's sake, as well aaflfor that of the success of my endeavor, and I have since learned that our pains were not taken altogether in vain, as one or more interested and would-be-captors of the fugitive were on the qui vise to learn the way . we went and other information ? which might, lead to his capture. The 24th day of June seemed longer by sev? eral hours than the 21st, but it finally came to a dose, and about dusk I walked quietly out of town alone into the adja? cent woods, and by a circuitous route reached the rendezvous appointed for the night Alter a few hours of rest here we started for the mountains, which could be dimly seen by the light of dawn ! far off to the northward, and avoiding;} the town and more frequented ways by a detour of *?everal. mfles drove rapidly until after noon. A HARD ROAD TO TRAVEL. 1 ' The counf^'through which we passed and the incidents of the journey fur rushed abundant material for an interest ' *'ing Ietter/b?t'I am not at liberty, under promise, tCL indicate our route, and am 'therefore regretfully compelled to keep silence, to my readers' positive loss. The road-was all that a road, even a mountain' road, ought not to be?but I forbear again. At the end of it we stopped at a cottage in the bills, and after a kind reception and excellent dinner, | (leaving our buggies behind* as being of no particular useT) we werejoined by an-; . other guide and resumed on foot the ^journey that was to conduct us tr> the I ^presence of the as yet unseen chief. My first companion did not. now know -whither we-were bound, " and our guide ; knew little more than that we were to follow a certain trail uptil halted by "the f/fMajbr1' (for so Redmond is called) at such-a point as he might choose to await ?r our coming. The trail seemed to lead directly upward to some veritable land of j '^gAgfLj?:fmd ar times took a direct "cut" ~"ere in that direction by "leading ^Hip^a tree " as such paths are said to do ?wbea they disappear in the undergrowth, or at the foot of an inaccessible cliff. My companion, Mr. Fields and myself j were soon exhausted With the unaccus? tomed labor of climbing, and paused to rest while our unblown puide pushed on ahead to .nnd Redmond and inform him of our near presence. We were already nearly two hours behind the appointed ' time;.and it was feared he might weary of wailing for us and leave the moun? tains. FOUND AT LAST. After a short rest we, who were be? hind, followed as best we might in the direction our guide had gone, and had become nearly broken down again as we toiled upward, when my, fainting spirits were suddenly -startled into quickened life, and. my rapidly-beating heart sent into my throaj with a mighty bound by Ute sudden -exclamation of my comrade in advance, who whispered back to me, without tnruing his*head, "Yonder be is." "He always keeps his word." Looking up quicfilv, I saw, a hundred yards beyond and above us, two men sit? ting at the foot of a pine, one of whom I ? the guide, the other of j rdmend ?' He was yet at from me, and I had sev [>r r>tl,-r-f j"p,f|fijffifrT reach assured from the unvarying good report I bad received from bis friends of the true character of the man ; but the ex ririence was a novel one, to say the least, was presently to be confronted by one whose name had been long associated in jny hearing with all manner of treachery and crime, and at whose mercy I had now placed myself, with no other guar? antee of safety than his good pleasure. J, was of coarse unarmed, (which fact had been assured by a careful search of my person at the . foot of the mountain, to which ceremony I submitted as a matter of right and reasonable precaution,) and there I was at last?face to face with "the dreaded outlaw." FACE TO FACE "WITH REDMOND. The dreaded outlaw rose up to meet me with extended hand and a pleasant smile as I advanced, and after a cheery ''Good moraine? from him, and a simi? lar salutation'in return on my part, we were introduced in due form, shaking my hand cordially, he invited me to a Beat beside him, on the rock, with a smiling "apology for . the absence of better accommodations. "This gentleman has come three hun? dred miles to see you Major," said Mr. Fields. "He represents the best news? paper in the State, and has come to give you an opportunity to say -something- in your own behalf in answer to the charges' which have been made against you." '-' ''I am vi?y;glad to see you," here: plied, addressing me, "but I am afraid it was'hardly worth the trouble for you to com? so far to see me." , I do not remember what I said in re? sponse to this modest speech so modestly delivered. My amaied attention was wholly taken up. with the unexpected ap? pearance of theryoutk whom-1 saw be? fore IOS.J ' ? j NEITHER HOOFS NOR HORNS. ^^am-not^at-liberty again to .describe him,? because of a promise ? made to his friends, before seeing him, that I would ?not do so. I can only say, therefore, that he looked to be indeed little more iharj a boy in years; (he has seen only twenty-three winters, and seems youthful for'eve a that age.) He is of slender "build," and one of the handsomest men I ever saw.' j I can scarcely, refrain from supporting this statement: by presenting my readers with a pen portrait at least of his face and graceful, active form; but most forbear, lest I should thereby make : myself the unwilling instrument of- be? traying-Mm into^lan^^ I-may-say^ however, th.it .at ray earnest request he ;permitted xa? to: sketch his features be? fore our starting. ? The portrait was pro? nounced a faithful likeness by those who were present; at our interview, and my judgment above.expressed has been con? firmed by the few to whom I have shown it. ? , \NE OF THE BEST- FELLOWS IN THE WORLD. His frank, open manner, innocent look? ing eyes,"and more than all his honest sun-browned face aud pleasant smile, which no man could wear and yet be a villain, inspired mo at once with perfect confidence, and placed me so much at ease that I hazarded a very personal re? mark. I said: "You don't look like a very, bad man, sir." "I don't, believe I am one," he replied. "I have only been badly - treated, and accused of' many things which I never did." ("He is one of the very best fellows in the world," said the guide.], .- It is cLiimed for him. that he can al? ways .discern, between a friend and foe, at; sight, :by^> looking, into one's eyes. Himself says' -he believes he. can read a man's thoughts. : I had not- been rerv long in.his presence accordingly before I noticed that he was observing my faceiri tently. . Possessing in an eminent degree, so far as he was concerned at least, a mens conscia recti, I hesitated not to look him squarely in. the eyes, and, turning my own lustrious orbs full upon him, he was enabled to gaze down into their liquid unfathomable depths and read "friend" at their very bottom. The search "satisfied him apparently?there is no resisting .guilelessness like mine?he banished suspicion and treated me thenceforth with something more than confidence so long as I remained with him. A REFRESHING STREAM. After a few minutes' rest we arose and, Redmond showing the way, climbed around the mountain side until-we came to a particularly steep place down which wo stumbled and fell and scrambled and slid after him-, and got up and scrambled and stumbled and fell again and again, until v?Vreached the .bottom of a glen where foot of man or beast hath never or rarely been, and where certainly depu? ties cease from. troubling and even, a moonshiner may be at rest. We baited on the brink of a falling foaming stream, whose waters, clear as air, revealed the rocky bottom at any depth, and cold al? most as snow, presented us with drink sparkling as champagne and pure as heaven's own.dew. Mixed with moun? tain dew, colored , like a rose with the tonic juice of wild cherries, it constituted a draught which might have been liken? ed to nectar flowing down from some illicit still run in the private interest of the gods up there on the blue wooded Olympus above. It was a singularly wild and beautiful spot, even for a moun? tain glen, and any element of romance that might have been wanting was fully supplied by the presence or the outlaw in our midst, whosesomewhat picturesque ?garb was not out of keeping with.the character of the scene. - Amid suck sur? roundings the hunted outlaw told his story while we sat and listened until the setting of the sun behind the mountain's i crest aud the approach of darkness ad? monished us to return to the outer world while as yet the devious, path might be safely traced. THE OUTLAW'8 TALE, The outlaw's tale was a long one, and was not completed in the first. interview; j It will not be possible to repeat it in the limits of one letter. It was taken down almost verbatim, in short-hand, in a note book on my knee as I sat by his side, and [ will be given as nearly as possible in his j own words. Leaning bis gun against a tree, but retaining his formidable side arms and keeping a bright eye on guard the while, he began his story: "I "WAS BORN IN GEORGIA," he began, "but we removed to this State when I was quite young. My father was old and infirm, and my mother was bed? ridden. I have had to trtko care of them, and of several sisters?one of whom was a cripple, and could not move without the aid of crutches?since I was a child. I am now twenty-three years of age, and will be twenty-four on the 24th of next October?if I.live. This condition was added with.a smile that was sadder than a sigh, and reminded us that the speaker's life was at the mercy of'any man who chooses to take it, by day or night,-on the highway or at home, or in the rocky lair to which he has been driven like a hunted wolf. "The revenue officers want to capture me," he continued, "for the sake of the rewards which hav? been of? fered for rnc?it is easier for them to make their rconjev in that my than by working about here, before the revenue laws were passed, and I worked it for him. We were very poor, and he could do very little. I worked on the farm all day, and at the still at night to make a living for us. I have often worked all day plough? ing and then run the still ail night until breakfast I would be so tired next day that I have gone to sleep in the corn-row between the plough-handles, and would wake up only when my horse stopped at the end of the furrow. This kind of life was too hard for me and soon broke me down, so that I got to working one night at the still and sleeping the next. I worked in the farm every day at the same time. They (the revenue officers) pressed me so close after a while that I quit dis? tilling and went to hauling whiskey and selling it in North Carolina. They found out that I was doing this, and a warrant was issued for my arrest THE FIRST TROUBLE I had with the revenue officers was all on my side, as they captured and destroyed for me one hundred and twenty-three gallons of whiskey. I had paid one dol? lar per bushel for the corn that made it, besides-eighteen dollars a month to the man who ran the still. The officers cut up and emptied three barrels of the whiskey, and kept two barrels for their own drinking. They kept these two bar? rels hid in the woods, and would come back and get it by the jug full whenever their supply gave out. Among, those who got some of it were Clem Cism SCbisolm?) and a fellow named Hamp en. Several people have told me that they drank some of my whiskey that waS captured at that time. Old man told me, the other day, that when they came for the last of.it they arrested him (1) and took .him off, and all the officers stopped on the side of the road and filled their'jugs with the whiskey which, they told him, was Redmond's. They carried off twenty-three gallons at this load. FATHER AND. MOTHER BULLED. The next morning, it was Sunday, the officers rushed into my house and presen? ted their guns at my father and captured him. He was seventy-eight years of age, and my mother, who was confined to her bed with palsy, was nearly ns old.? Father'begged-them not to alarm her? she was badly frightened?and he would surrender.. They asked for me, but I was at the spring when they came up and saw them, and so escaped. Father told them I was not far off, put I kept out. of the way, and they took him to the church near by. They captured several other men in the church, and the preacher stopped in the midst of his sermon and sat down. My father and several others Sve bail?the reat they took away with em. My mother was badly frightened by it all, and died a few days afterwards. My father had to go to Asheville. The journey and exposure made him ill, and lie,'too, died a few weeks later.. . . AFTER THE FUNERAL. Both of them died before I could get back to them. I was then keeping out of the way, as the revenue officers were watching for me every time I went to see either of them. I did not see my mother buried, but when my father died too, and my sisters were left alone in the house. I determined to go home and attend his funeral and-see after them at any risk. On the road from the house to the grave, when we were following his body to burial, we met a revenue officer. He looked at me very hard; but he was alone, and see? ing that I had some of my friends with me, he passed on, and arrested several of the neighbors who bad dug the grave and were resting on the roadside. After the funeral I still kept out of the way,, and as my sisters were alone and helpless, I had to dodge in and out and try to take care of them as best I could. This was the beginning of my troubles." The foregoing story was toTd as quietly as though none of the circumstances nar? rated were matters of any special wonder in a mountainous revenue district, and my two companions seemed to listen to it in like spirit as to a thrice told tale. I have no comments to make, and have re? frained from even the feeble emphasis-of italics. After an interval spent in con? versation on different subjects, I led Red? mond back to the matter in hand by ask? ing what was his next "trouble." He replied that it was '? THE KILLING OF DUCKWORTH, and concerning this well known affair he gave the follownig account: "When Deputy Marshal Lee was dis? charged from the revenue service he had in his p-'session a warrant against me, which he turned over to Frank Case. This warrant Alfred Duckworth, who had been recently appointed on the reve? nue force, tried to get from Case, who refused to let him have it. Duckworth then swore he 'would take me, warrant or no warrant, or would kill me in the attempt.' 'He had taken one highflyer,' he said, 'and, by God, he intended to take another.' Duckworth had been almost raised with me from childhood, and we knew each other well.' He was very big? oted, and was always bragging and doing rash things. He rode one day by his own grandfather's house, where there was a picture of Qen. Washington hang? ing against, the wall of a room, and he shot several balls into it through the open door or window from where he'sat on bis horse. The holes may be seen in the picture and wall now. People told me what he had threatened against me, but I only said, 'surely he has better sense than to try to take me without a warrant' I' said I would meet 'Alf,' as I always called him, and try to laugh him out of it. He will give me the same chance he gives other people. A few1 days later I had to haul a wagon load of corn and went over to got it. The driver was sit? ting by me and on the road we saw a crowd coming. I said 'There comes the revenue officers now.' The driver asked, 'What wi)l they do?' I said, 'Nothing, they-have no warrant for me.' I knew ?that Case had it. .They came up to us and stopped and we talked together about one hour and a half. DUCKWORTH SULKY. I asked Duckworth about old times, but saw that he looked sulky, and that there was something wrong. At last; he said, 'Major, did you know that I had a warrant for you?' Isaid,'No.' He said, 'Do you want to hear it read ?' Isaid, 'Yis, if frou have one.' He got off his horse and drdw from his pockets hunch of warrants. I saw that he ha? ?wc" 'for a man named Southerly, but none for me, and I thought he was joking. He read the warrant and called my name in. place of Southerly's. I still thought he? was only joking, and asked him tolet me see the "warrant. He said, 'No, by God, there's no use in it' He'then asked if I was going to submit to it? . I replied, 'If you don't want me to handle the warranty let some of these fellows see it?thas i| all I want. I don't want to tear it bp.' He Bays, 'I suppose you don't intend to submit to it?' I replied, 'I am willing to submit if you make me certain it is for me. I can give you security.' ? He said, 'There is no use in that; you have got to walk before me to' Brevard to-night' I said, 'I don't know that I will see Bre .varu . to-night. I have, other busineaa. Yrn nniit ti -'mmimt?titrimtffflm GOING FOE HIS PISTOLS. I knew what he was going for as soon as he started. His horse was several steps from him, and I could have kill-id him before he got hold of them. I did not want to kill him, however, (this was said earnestly and feelingly,) although I knew that he had threatened repeatedly to kill me or take me. I said ton im that I had not come prepared to fight him, but he only replied, 'That didn't make any difference!' So he went up to the side of his horse and took two pistols from the holsters, and pointed one of them in my face. . I taw the five ballt in the chambers. Several men were sitting around, and Jim Pax ton now came up; he had been with them and had heard what they were going to do. He spo<e to me and drove on. He, too, knew th sy bad no warrant for me, and thought I wouldn't be taken without one. So ie rode on, as he didn't want to see any fuiis. Duckworth's, pistol was aimed at me, and I said: 'Look here, Alfred, I don't want any man to draw a pistol on me.' lie said, 'Get out of that wagon.' I told him again to put up his pistol, and said: 'I have given you no occasion to draw weapons on me, and J want no fuss.' He then dropped his pistol from jmy face to my breast.. I was sitting in the wagon whittling a stick. I'had no weapon, out my driver had a pistol, a Derringer, be? longing to me, and which I had given him to carry. I had killed a rabbit with it as we came on. When I - bade Duck? worth a second time to put up his weapon, I said, 'Alfred, I want you to understand that I want no trouble with you.' . THE FATAL SHOT. I then dropped my hand into the wag? oner's pocket and took the pistol and cocked it, and said again, the third time, "Alfred, I want no fuss with you?I want only a gentleman's chance.' He replied, 'Get out of that wagon 1' His pistol w is cocked and aimed at me. I drew mine and fired on him. As I did so, and when the ball struck him, his pistol went off and the ba'.l struck under the wagon wheel. I suppose his finger contracted when he was; nit. and fired of his weapon. He fell against the fence. Landford w.is behind the vragon and had two pistols fin his hands. A man can think pretty fast in such a moment, and I thought 'the best thing I can do is to run around and take Landfo::d's pistols from Him.; Thon I thought that would be a risk, as lie might kill me. I started up the ro;.d and had gone about thirty yards, .whcin; Landford shot at me and kept shooting until he had shot four times. He missed me every time, and I thought 'if that is the best you can do I will go back and kill you with a rock!' Then I though t, as he had two pistols, he might kill me, so I crossed the fence and went on up the hill. I waited for my wagon to come odj but a man met it and turned it back. >. j A VISIT TO' SOUTH' CAROLINA.. I came over into South Carolina, and the-next day-the news came to-me that they thought it was all right: with Duck? worth?the doctor had attended him and dressed his wound, (it was in the throat,) and said he would get well if they didn't move him. They moved him, the wound bled .afresh,* and;he:died tha{ night.? They'examined him and found 'that be had no warrant for me. Three men, however, jumped on their horses ana went to Frank-Gase's'to get the warranty and he wouldn't give it up. Case soon after sent me word that if I would come and give him .two dollars and a half (costs) he would*gfve me the warrant. I thought it would do me no good, and so I didn't go lor it. He has it yet. The names of those who were present and saw the-killing w?re Peter Li ace, his sol, William Li nee, and Joe and Bass Glassby. They could prove all I have said. * * Duckworth's father told Jim Cantreil, the other day, that his son was high-strun; and had done wrong. That when he was first killed, lie wanted them to get mo, but since I had been so persecuted he would do anything he could to help mo. He hoped, ho said, that I would get out of the way. He said, at the same time, that he supposed Redmond would kill him, too, now, if he got a chance; but [ would not hurt him or any other mac, unless they force me to do so. Cantreil told him as much, r.nd that I would com3 laughing, and if I had anything to drink he would get it. 'He would be just a3 good to you as ho would to me.' "WILLING TO SURRENDER. "The feeling against me on account of Duckworth's killing has 'died out in North Carolina," said Redmond, in con? cluding this portion of his story, "and it would.be perfectly willing to. go then) and surrender myself any day for trial if my case could bo tried in the State Courtii. I am not willing to stand a trial in it United State* Court, where the revenuo officers would have it all their own way, and could swear what .they pleased againsS me, or pay some one else to do it." The remainder of this story will bo given to-morrow. * C. McK. Another Chapter of the Story of the "lod ern Bouln'Hood. Pickens C. H., June 28. "The next trouble I .got into," contin? ued Redmond, "took place somo time after that one in which Duckworth was killed, and it resulted in my capture. I escaped, however," he added with a laugh of merriment Over the recollec? tion. Omitting many interesting partic? ulars which might be. considered irrele? vant, and would extend this letter to a greater length than permissible, I com? mence in the middle of his story. THE WHISKEY BUSINESS. , A la/ge reward had been offered in North Carolina for his apprehension, and having his sisters to support and know? ing, moreover, that arrest at that time meant trial in a United States Court and very speedy conviction, Redmond trans? ferred the scene of his operations into South Carolina, where he drove a thriv? ing trade almost in the midst of the "Revenues," who tried in vain to catch him. "I bought and Bold only the best whiskey," he said, "and could always get Sl.50 per gallon for my stock where oth? er traders co'ild only command $1. 'Red? mond Whiskey' aoon became well known and mas sought after by everybody, even the Revenues I was always very liberal with my customers and have frequently set out a ten gal Ion keg for a 'treat,' and seen them drink every drop in a few hours. I have no doubt that I have 'treated' away fully 1,500 gallons in this way since i begun. I did not mind treating my friends, but I did hate to ff?Blt a rascal, as I have often done, IjSj^gh I never said a word. The fact R_'*She added, "there is very little 3 5-rofit in the business, and what with Sjsses and captures, aud the risk of ar '3ext and imprisonment a man necessarily Bruns, it does not pay to follow it. I have not distilled a drop for three years, and have not Bold any for over six months. .redmond betrayed. Among others wfth whom I used to trade was a man named Van Hendricks. I met him one day and he tojd me that -If- ---^wWefinallr ??Etbac it on credit, but I could not afford to let bim have it, so be promised to-come'and bring the money. He was to meet me at 1 o'clock that nigbt, and after dark I drew off what be wanted (I bad to make the faucet out of a sweet potato!) and carried it to an outhouse, where I waited for him. Amos Ladd. my wagon driver, was with me, and we kindled a big fire on the hearth and laid down to sleep. A*bout half-past 12 Hendricks and Jan nison came in, and I drew a pint bottle full and 'treated' them both. I then laid down again with my cost and boots off and we commenced talking. I had my pistols by me, one in sight and one under my pillow, and Hendricks asked me to let him see what kind I used. He pick? ed up one and examined it, and then asked me to let him see the other, i This made me auspicious, and I replied that I heyer allowed any man to handle all my weapons at one time. THE CAPTURE. " Just then a crowd of men, who had been waiting outside, burst open the door and rushed in on me and surround? ed .me. There was a big light in the fireplace, and I saw a dozen guns were cocked and pointed right at me. They were hollering, "Surrender 1 Surrender I" as fast as. they could, and. Amos Ladd said, "I surrender." I said nothing, and turned over to get my pistol from under my pillow, and saw that Hendricks had run around behind me end bad my own pistol within a few inches of my head. Several of them jumped upon me at .once, and held me down and pinioned iny arms, and then they turned me over on my. back and Barton and Gary tied my wrists close together. It was ail done in a moment, but'When they jump? ed on me, I-thought to myself, 'if there ?were only two of you, how quick I could .turn you under.' If I had done so, how? ever, they would have riddled me with' buckshot and.balls, so I thought I would wait. BRUTAL TREATMENT. ' When they were tying me they used a small strong rope, and they pulled migh? ty hard oh it. I had a 'rising' on one wrist and they' hurt me pretty badly; they broke the rising and cured if. Here is the scar now, he said, laughing, but if they had torn my arm off I wouldn't have said a word. When I was tied, Barton asked me if I wasMaj. Redmond? I said, yes I He said, 'Yes, G^-d d?n you, you are the man who wanted to kill me.' I replied, 'I have not wanted to kill you ; I could easily have done so if I had wanted.' He ordered me to get up, but pulled so hard on the end of the rope he had me tied with that I couldn't get up. It is no easy thing to rise when you are on your back with your hands tied. I tried to do so, but couldn't get up quick enough to please him, and then," said the outlaw, his eyes flashing ?at the recollection of the indignity, "then he kicked at me, his boot grazing my side! H he had kicked me squarely he would have hurt me, though I don't think h<i'cou?d have hurt me much, that night, whatever: he did, but that was enongh. I felt like I was as strong as three men, and sprang'up I don't know how. I kept quiet, however, and they held me, and Barton ran his hand into my pocket and took out my pock'etbook. I had one hundred and eighty-six dol? lars. He asked me if it was mine? I said 'yes, put it back in my pocket, you have no right to take my money. He said 'you have no right to it,' and kept it I then said, 'Look here, I want my boots.' A DASH FOR FREEDOM. Barton dropped the end of the rope he ?bad-been holding and started past me to get the boots which were lying by my pallet I was mad because he had kick? ed 'me, and felt as tall as if I were three feet above the floor. I turned my hands in the rope and 'whopped' my arms into Gary's breast and knocked him down. I knocked Moore down in the same way on the other side; the others were all standing two-deep between me and the door, r kicked at Charley White, who gave way; the rest scattered, and Ijump ed out of the door like I had been greas ; ed. My wagon was in front of the door, fortunately; so I ran around it, gather? ing up as I ran the rope with which 1 was tied to keep it from tripping me, (I knew they would catch me if I fell.) They dashed out after me. Bang! bang! went their guns. The balls struck all around me and knocked up the snow. I heard one of them say, 'By G?d, I know we have killed him;' but I knew tbey hadn't, and kept on. I was still tied so tight I colildn't get loose, though I kept tugging at the rope as I ran. 1 had one Eistol in my pocket:, and twisted my ands round and got it out, but dropped it in jumping a big chestnut log. FIRST CATCH YOUR HARE. There was a fence in the way, but I went over it without any trouble. I think I flew over, I. got over so easily. The officers turned back; they were afraid to follow me very far, and then I stopped, and untied the rope with my teeth, and I knew I was safe. The snow was thick on the ground, and I was with? out bat or coat and in my stocking feet I knew they had my pistols, but as they bad Amos, too, I determined to rescue him or die. I thought tbey wouldn't stay long about there after I was loose, so I ran across the fields in my stocking feet to a neighbor's house. I won't tell his name; but when I got there the soles of my stockings were cut to pieces by the ice, and the legs were clinging around my ankles. I knocked and he let me in, and I told him those 'hell-fired devils' had captured me and my driver, and I intended to take him away from them. He gave me a hat and coat and shoes, and a gun and ammunition. I then went back to the road which I knew they would have to travel, and waited for tbem. I beard them getting ready to start with Amos, and all were talking and shouting together. They had cap? tured a high-strung black mare of mine, and when they hitched her to the wagon to start one of tbem whipped her, and she began to kick things to pieces gene? rally. Barton was anxious to get away, so Amos told me afterwards, and stood by with his gun aiming at every noise he heard in the bushes. They got start? ed finally; the bay mare did all the pull? ing, as the black was mad; and I heard tbem coming up tbo road. Amos was crying; he was nothing but a boy, then, and I can't tell you how I felt. ATTEMPTED RESCUE OF LADD.. I just seemed to swell, I felt so big; but I couldn't help from crying myself. I knew my own wagon by the black mare, which I could see against the snow bank. Their's was a one-horse concern and was in front, and just as soon as it came within nach i -levelled my gun and flrcd! '. heard some one holler, 'Run! run! run!' and heard Bartou say? 'What's the matter ?! I thought to my? self, you wait a minute and I will show you what's the matter. Then some one in the foremost wagon fired at me two or three times and they all fell out of the wagon, and as they ran up the snow bank into the bushes I fired again. My gun was loaded with buckshot, and when I iLh$arcUoj2R_oue n liMMMIIl'llil 111 niiiill that I overshot them and didn't get any? body. charley white's terror. One of them, Charley White, had caught a shot in his thigh, and as Amos who was then dodging behind the barrels told me afterwards, tried his best to get under or into Amos for protection. Amos told bim 'to get out and take his share,' and he replied, 'I have got my share already.'" To do him justice, I may say here that the "Major" did not seem to think that, under all the circumstances, there was anything particularly wrong in his sin? gle-handed attack upon the dozen Reve? nues. He certainly enjoyed telling bow hard poor Charley White bad tried to crawl into Amos, and how his faithful black mare had "fanned timber" with her indignant heels. Tho officers took Amos into their midst and drove off rap? idly, and Redmond ceased firing for fear of killing his friend. "I hadn't got Amos out yet," he con? tinued, "so as they drove on I ran on down the fence by tbeir side until they got to the ne:ct boose, (Mr. Pepper's,) which was not far off, and then 1 heard them boiler 'whoa!' and call for old man Pepp?r. Mr. Pepper started to bring out a light, but Barton ordered him not to bring it there. I was standing a few feet from bim in the darkness watching for a chance to rescue Amos, but could not tell him from the others. He had untied himself in the wagon-, however, while we were fighting, and suddenly I beard some one holler, 'He's gone I he's gone!" and then several shots were fired; but I knew that he had got off safely. I then thought I would rush in and cut the traces and recapture my horses, but thought they might hit me, so I stood still. They all went into the house, and I went off and whistled for Amos, who came to me and told me I had wounded 'Barton and Hendricks. We went back together to watch the house, and Llook? ed through the windon and saw them all killed Barton or any of them, they were not ten feet from me; but I wouldn't shoot any one down in another man's house. the way" 'the revenues run. The next morning I saw them again in the rond in ? the one horse wagon and wanted to shoot Jannison, but Amos begged me not to do it, and I wouldn't; Presently the others came along and Gary was riding ori my horse by the side of Dr. Earle who bad been attending the wounded. It made me mad to see him on my own horse, after all that bad hap? pened, but I wouldn't shoot at him for fear of wounding Earle, who was be? tween us. Gary had gotten him. to ride by him. At last I saw Earle go a little ahead, and I saw my chance and fired at Gary and hit him. Earle helped him back on my horse, and then I never saw men ran so in my life. I thought I would stop them so I shot my own horse; he commenced staggering,' but he was game and kept going, and I followed on after them as fast as they and I could run. They crossed 'a creek and all stopped and Gary hollered back to me: 'Come over here and I will kill you.' I had only my pistol, but I started towards him. I had to cross the creek on a small log, and loaded as I went. Before I could get across they commenced run? ning again, and I called out to them to 'wait and I would kill every oneof them. That 'is the way you- do,' I said, 'you steal all a man has, and then inn 1' I then turned and went back. Gary had dropped his hat in the road, and I found it and tore it all to pieces.' He had my overcoat, a shawl I had paid twenty eight dollars for, and also my hat and boots and a fine dress coat. They gave the hat .and boots and coat to negroes living on the roadside. I heard of it and gave out word that I would kill them all if they didn't bring them back. They brought them'tbat same night, and I found them hanging on the wagon next morning. The revenue officers carried off my shawl and overcoat and kept them for their own use." (It was for attempt? ing to recover this stolen property that Judge Mackey issued a bench warrant for hi m- for committing highway robbery.) a moonshiner's raid. "The next day," continued Redmond. "I sent word to Barton that if he would return my horses and money and have my wagon mended, I would call all square between us and be done with it. He refused to do it, so a few days later I raised a company of about twelve men from-Creek, and went to call on him. We rode all that night. It was very dark and we missed the way, and I rode into a cut in the railroad. It was very deep, and I had a bard fall. My horse fell on me and knocked my leg out of joint. I thought it was broken it hurt so, but I called to the boys to halt or they would ride in too. One of them was so close that as he wheeled his horse's hind legs slipped over the edge and threw dirt down on me. I heard one of them say, 'He is killed, let's go back home.' I found my horse was not hurt much, so I got on bim and rode down the track until I could get out, and went back to them. My leg was hurting very badly, so I called one of the boys to me and told him to catch hold and pull as hard as he could. He did so, and my leg slipped back with a pop which I thought could have been beard a hun? dred yards off. I did not say anything about it. We had no light except matches, and burned about five boxes of them in trying to find our way. We got to Easley Station that night, and some of the boys wanted to go on at once to Barton's house. ? no robber or horse thief. I said no, let us wait until day and go like men ; I am no robber or horse thief, and what I do I propose to do by day light. They go in like dogs?don't let us do like them 1 We stayed at the sta? tion until daylight, and a man asked me where I was going. I replied, 'bird hunting!' That was what the officers had said when they started after' me. I got some ammunition at Easley's, and we started down the road. One of the boys tried to prime his old flint and steel rifle as be galloped along, and he left a black trail of powder for half a mile 1 (The reader will doubtless have remarked that our autobiographer has a grim sense of humor, and nothing ridiculous es? capes him under even the most serious circumstances.) before the fire. I could have THE RAID ON BARTON'S. When we got nearly to Barton's house we saw a negro run in, and as we closed around the house I saw Barton steal out and crawl under it. Mrs. Barton came out wringing her hands and screaming, but I told her not to be alarmed aa I didn't want to hurt anybody. I asked where her husband vas and she said ho was in Greenville. I told her he was under the house, and asked her to call him out. She said I had come to kill him, but I told her no, I only came to get my hor? ses and moDoy. She asked if I would give hes my hand on that ? I did so and she called Barton, who came, crawling out on his hands and knees. It had been raining and hewas very .muddy; ajgwaMBhrwaal^Bten-irm with hji die right here at home with my wife.' I told him that I only came for my prop? erty?my horses and wagon?and he re? plied that they were in Greenville, but that he .would go there and get them, or I could send one of the boys for them. I told him I hadn't come for any fool? ishness, and would have them or his hide! redmond demands his own. He asked for a chair and started off to get one, but I ordered him to stand where he was. He then asked for a dry pair of socks, and I let him send and get them. I then told him I wanted my money. He asked me how much it was. I said you know how much you stole from me?go and get it. (It was $186.) He said I have a check on the bank for $100. You can have that; it is all the money I have, and you can take my horses. I said I don't want your horses. I want my own, and I won't have your check. You took money from me; pay it back and I will go. He offered to send Mrs. Barton to Easely to get the money, and I said all right. He then said I could go to his stable and take his hor? ses. I replied that I was no horse thief, and did not propose to go near his stable: he could go and bring them to mein the, presence of those witnesses if he desired to pay me for what he had taken from me wrongfully. He= took two negroes with him, and I told them not to touch the horses. He bronght them out, and all who saw them said that neither of them was as good as mine, but it was the last chance, so I took them. He called a man who lived near him' to witness that he gave up the horses freely, as I had told, him that I wouldn't take them on any other terms. I told him he had to pay Amos also six dollars he had tak? en from him the night of our capture, and he said he had no money to pay him with. Mrs. Barton said there was some loose silver in the house, and she went to get it, and counted out five dollars and gave it to Amos. He had lost his wages in my service, so I paid him the remain? ing dollar .afterwards out of my own pocket. Barton then brought out a jug of whiskey and offered to treat the crowd. Both Mr. and Mrs. Barton drank a little to show that it was all right, and one or two of the boys drank with them. I could not drink his whiskey after all that had passed between ns,- -but I had some of my own, and the rest of the boys' drank it with me. . the visit to ea8ley's Mrs. Barton then went on to Easley'a station with us, and she and I talked to? gether all the way. She is a good wo? man, and I was never so sorry for any one in my life as I was for her. She said they were broken 'up completely, and had nothing to live on or to work with. When we got to Easley she had the check cashed and gave me one hundred dollars. I had been thinking of what she told me on. the road, so I told her never mind about the eighty-six dollars; she might have that. It was not the money that I had cared for, I only didn't want to be robbed and abused. A" crowd had collected at the station by this time, and she was afraid to go borne by herself. I sent one of my friends to keep her com {any, and told her to keep the horses to elp make bread for her and her chil? dren. The Bald on Gary and Hendricks?The l'lckeus Jail Delivery. Pickenb C. H., June 29. Redmond's second and last raid was made against his own wishes, was con? trary to his judgment, and, as he de? clares, is the only thing he has done for which he condemns himself. The cir? cumstances under which he told his brief story concerning it deserve to be men? tioned for many reasons which will pres? ently appear. an unexpected sensation. At the close of our first interview, on Tuesday afternoon, he accompanied my companion and myself to the foot of the mountain. Before we had reached that point, however, and while we were saun? tering'quietly along the "trail," we were suddenly saluted with the summons "Halt and surrender 1 I am a revenue officer," which proceeded from the bushes on our right. At the same moment the sound of horses' feet was heard in the road in our front, and .for a moment I thought I was about to have an expe? rience I had not bargained for. The voice was that of one friend, however, and the horse which quickly came into sight was bestrode by another, wherefore I was spared any further sensation than the numerous unpleasant ones I had just felt in my mind in view of an anticipated skirmish. The newcomers brought the information, that a squad of thirteen "Revenues" had just passed down the road, a mile or two distant, with a pris? oner, a friend of Redmond's, in charge.* that they were in search of Redmond himself, and that they had divided for the purpose of "beating up" the neigh? borhood. Some of them might be ex? pected any moment at the house nearest to us, (where I had left my buggy,) they said, and it was advisable for cs to keep a sharp lookout. A sharp lookout was accordingly kept, but Redmond accom? panied us to the house and remained with us, and night had set in before he left us, and returned, by another route than that by which we bad come, to the mountain. I was quite ill by this time, in consequence of exposure to the hot sun, and of the unwonted and excessive exercise I had undergone in climbing, but after supper I started again to find him. who can stand this sort" of life? It was so dark under the. trees and in the hollow of the hills that I could not see my hand held within an inch of my face. My guides seemed to know the way by instinct, however, and one of them taking my arm they led me by a devious path which seemed endless, and only to lead into deeper and deeper dark? ness until we came to the appointed ren? dezvous. Here one struck a match and lighted a small hand-lamp, and I learned for the first time that Redmond had joined us somewhere on the way. We found Beats on the ground or on rocks and roots of trees as best we might, and sat in silence around the flickering light while Redmond hastily ate the supper we had provided for him. I had brought a kettle of coffee at the risk of my neck, but he "never drank coffee," he said. Meat there was in abundance, but he barnly tasted it. "It was1 very seldom that he ever touched it." He appeared very thoughtful, and spoke but once or tvice during "he repast. Once he said to me, "Who can stand this sort of life? It is enough to drive an innocent man to do wrong. THE SCENE WAS IMPBESdlVE and gloomy enough. We sat within a narrow circle of dim light, hedged in by a thick darkness that might have con? cealed an hundred enemies within as many feet from the lamp. The trees seemed to be whispering secrets to each other or warnings to ns, and the leaves looked strangely as they reflected the light from their under sides. 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C. had all instead of one only been under ban and expecting betrayal and a death dealing volley out of the night at any moment! It could not have beer worse bad we been on the frontier at d sur? rounded by hostile Indians. Nor were these feelings confined to that little group out there in the forest. It was sh ired in kind by.every household for miles around us. One of our party said: "1 here is not one man in ten in this neighborhood, be he guilty or innocent, who will sleep in his house to-night P "And you say true," echoed every voice but mino, with? in his hearing. I, too, learned is truth in part before many hours bad paised. THE RAID AFTER GARY I reminded Redmond of my srrand, and his promise to tell me of his "raid" after Gary. "It was not my doing," he said. "I did not lead the party, and at first refused to go with them. Th ;y said they had gone with me when I ieeded them, and now I refused to heljj them when they needed me. 601 went Gary had broken up a still and behaved badly, 'and the man the still belonged to collec? ted the crowd and went to thrash him. I%aid to them, 'He has done nothing to be killed for?this thing of killing a man won't do; but I will go with you, if you wish me, to get satisfaction for cutting up the still.' They said they did not in? tend to kill him, but only to 'r ut the withe on him,' (i. e., whip him.) This was distinctly understood before wo start? ed. We did not chase any revenue offi? cers, but went directly to Gary's house at Liberty. , We started one Monday after? noon about 1 o'clock and came back through Fickens Court House by 10 o'clock next morning. There would not have been anything said about th s raid but for what was done at Hen iricks' house. He was a brother of 'Van,' and the boys hearing that the overccatand shawl which they had stolen from me were in the house, determined to take them away. VISITING HENDRICKS. . They found an overcoat, which tteveral said was mine, but I did not think so, and would not take it. They tied to persuade me to do so, but I told them I would not wear 'another man's coat as long as I could.buy one for my: ell, The shawl was not there, and one of th 3 party was about to seize a saddle blanket in place of it, but I stopped hint, and made him leave it where he found it. I told them that the officers had not stolen any? thing of the kind from me, and I would have nothing but what I knew war mine. I kept them from taking away leveral other things, and took nothing at i .11 my? self. The court met a few days aftor this, and a bench warrant was issued or me for stealing the two overcoats I" JUDGE MACKEY'8 PART. - I have been informed by an oft cer of the Court of Fickens County that when the charge was preferred in court against Redmond of having led this raid and of having taken the overcoats, the grand jury examined the witnesses and, fi nding no proof against him in either matter, returned to the court room and h inded in a verdict of "No bill!" Judge Mack ey at once sent tbem back with other witnesses, and again they returned with the same - verdict He sent them back the third time with the remark, "] sup? pose, gentlemen, you have not 'had enough witnesses," and seeing th.it he was determined to have it, they retimed at last with an indictment. Tho pro? ceedings in a grand jury room are, of course, secret, (?) but it is said in Pi ckens County that the evidence upon 'vbich this one based its final verdict was two? fold, to wit: First, that two ove/coats were taken by a party of men from Hen drick's house; second, that Bedmond was seen at Picient Court House nai day with the same party! On this alleged evidence "the Court"'issued its bench warrant, ordering Bedmond to be brought into its precincts dead or alive. A posse was accordingly sent after him, they found him at work in his field, an I or? dered, bim to halt and surrender. Not knowing who they were or what they wanted, Bedmond refused to obey, and they fired upon him and continued firing until he obtained shelter in the woods. Possibly being just men they did net try to hit him?we may hope not, at. any rate. THE FICKENS JAIL DELIVER? had taken place on the Saturday, tho 9th, preceding the ineffectual raid after '3rary. which took place Monday, the 11th. and of course Redmond, who did not lead the Gary raid, led the jail-breakers also. Of course he did no such thing. In Soint of fact, he was across the line in forth Carolina when the jail was br>ken, and knew nothing of it until he was in? formed of the occurrence. There are plenty of witnesses to prove that he was in North Carolina at the time, and, if this is not enough, Sheriff Mauldin is ready to testify that he was not in the party who rescued the prisoners fron his seeping. But the timorous revenue .offi? cers declared that "Bedmond and his Sing of forty or fifty men" had ctased em across.the country for two dayii and until they found safety within the -vails of Easley Station; some one had evi? dently stolen their sacred overcoats from the (sometimes) inviolable sanctaaiy of a private dwelling; Judge Mackey and all the mighty revenue department were excited for the fate of the country, and an example must be made of someb )dy ! Who so suitable for the sacrifice as Red? mond?the official revenue scapegoat? the raging ram presently to be caught in' the thicket 1 THE BATCH OF WARRANTS. I understand that at the same tims the aforesaid bench warrant was issued for Bedmond, four others were issued for certain revenue officers who were also charged with sundry crimes and misde? meanors. That one against Bedmond, as we have seen, was very nearly pur, into fatal execution, and still hangs over his head; the others, I am informed, were recalled before the court adjourned. Why were they issued, and why and when recalled? J-^nojjyaow. ANOTHER i TORY. And while I am orf my subject, left mc inform the public of another hit of -c ve? nue history. I do not propose to de fend those who broke into Pickens jail, hit it may be as well to know, for the fust time, whom it was they turned loose on that occasion. The rescued prisoners were three in number; one a man named Beasely, who was caught in an illicit still house; the other two were a tataei and son named Stansill. The father wns 60 years of age, and the sou 16. Both vero arrested at their homes, handcuffed, car? ried to Pickens and there lodged in jail to await trial. Their neighbors rele ised them, and they returned to their homes and resumed their daily labor on the lit? tle farm from which they had been torn and marched off iu disgrace. Re-arrested a little later by the county officer hey were carried before the commissioner and discharged, there being no evidence against them. Bo much for the Pievens jail delivery, of which one crime at Isast, gentlemen, I charge you to acquit the prisoner, Lewis R. Redmond./