he train and hung at Warrensburg and there
had been many like offenses against former Confederate soldiers.
Judy had no legal rights in Jackson county, but in spite of that his posse
started for the Younger farm one night to take me. George Belcher, a
Union soldier, but not in sympathy with mob law, heard of Judy's plans,
and through Sam Colwell and Zach Cooper, neighbors, I was warned in the
evening of the intended raid. When they came I was well out of reach on
my way to the home of my great-uncle, Thomas Fristoe, in Howard county.
Judy and his mob searched the house in vain, but they put up for a
midnight supper which they compelled the faithful "Aunt Suse" to provide,
and left disappointed.
Judy and his Kansas indictment were the entering wedge in a wasted life.
But for him and his mob law Mr. and Mrs. Cole Younger, for there was a
dear sweetheart awaiting my return, might have been happy and prosperous
residents of Jackson county from 1866 to this day.
It was while I was visiting my great-uncle in Howard county that there
took place at Liberty the first of a long string of bank and train
robberies, all of which were usually attributed either to the Younger
brothers, or to some of their friends, and which we were unable to come
out and successfully refute for two reasons, first the bringing down of a
storm about the heads of those who had sheltered us; and second, giving
such pursuers as Judy and his posse fresh clues to our whereabouts.
18. NOT ALL BLACK
From the mass of rubbish that has been written about the guerrilla there
is little surprise that the popular conception of him should be a
fiendish, bloodthirsty wretch.
Yet he was, in many cases, if not in most, a man who had been born to
better things, and who was made what he was by such outrages as Osceola,
Palmyra, and a hundred other raids less famous, but not less infamous,
that were made by Kansans into Missouri during the war.
When the war ceased those of the guerrillas who were not hung or shot, or
pursued by posses till they found the hand of man turned against them at
every step, settled down to become good citizens in the peaceful walks of
life, and the survivors of Quantrell's band may be pardoned, in view of
the black paint that has been devoted to them, in calling attention to the
fact that of the members of Quantrell's command who have since been
entrusted with public place not one has ever betrayed his trust.
John C.
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