THE PINEHURST OUTLOOK
V WW & s2&2z7
an Irishman who was a British
deserter and wore a red coat, all
of whom were helping John
Clarke make potato hills. Daniel
McMillan and Duncan Cttrrie had
been at Piney Bottom and accom
plices in the massacre and plun
der of Colonel Wade's party. John
Clarke and Daniel McMillan had
married sisters of Duncan Currie.
All these were carried up, con
fined and pinioned, to old Ken
neth Clarke's where they had left
Alexander McLeod and his little
brother, John McLeod, and there
they were all kept under guard
through the day while the rest
were going and coming, apparent
ly in search of others. They tor
tured the old man Black very
much by beating him or slapping
him with their swords and screw
ing his thumbs in a gun-lock until
the blood gushed out on each side,
for the purpose of making him tell
where his other sons were, but
they could get nothing out of him.
BLOODY RETRIBUTION
In the evening, a little before
sunset, Captain Bogan and some
more of his men, came over the
creek and might have been a little
intoxicated. At all events he ap
peared to be in a great rage and
ordered the prisoners out from
the side of the house to be put to
death, and as that much lamented
boy at the Piney Bottom had been
killed with the sword, it was de
termined that these prisoners
should be put to death, by having
their heads split open in the same
way. Alexander McLeod was
first taken out and some one or
more of the men, sitting on their
horses and rising in their stirrups,
struck him two or threetimesover
the head with their swords, but
by throwing up his arms, by hav-;
ing on a thick wool hat, and by
dodging his head, he prevented
a death blow. On seeing this the
other prisoners jumped up and
started to run, when the men on
horseback shot McLeod, putting
three musket balls into him, and
he fell dead on the spot. Then
they commenced running after
and shooting down the others who
were trying to escape. John
Clarke, after having been shot,
ran into the house and died im
mediately. Duncan Currie, in an
effort to escape, had just got over
a high fence, which was joined to
the corner of the house, but was
shot down on the outside. Dan
iel McMillan came into the house
begging for his life with the blood
streaming from his side, his hunt
ing shirt on fire where he had been
shot in the shoulder, his wrist
cut and broken by a sword, his
arm shattered and torn by a mus
ket ball,two or three balls having
passed through his body, but re
venge was not yet satisfied and
another ball through his breast
near the left shoulder soon put an
endto his sufferings. Allan Mc
Sweene was sitting on the lid of
a pot in the chimney corner, and
his wife with a child in her arms
was standing before him in the
vain hope of being able to conceal
him from his enemies, but
as he was not perfectly
concealed the boy, John McLeod,
went up and stood close by her
side. On seeing this one of the
men jerked him away and cocked
his gun at him, but another, more
considerate, interceded for him,
and saved his life. Someone also
jerked the wife away prostrate
on the floor, but gave no further
harsh treatment.
mcsweene's last hurdle
A man will make any effort in
his power, however desperate, to
save his life, and so he ought for
it is a law or instinct of nature.
McSweene then jumped up and
ran, first to one door and then out
at the other, with his enemies in
pursuit. His hands were tied be
fore and his arms were. pinioned
behind, but even when thus con
fined and with a last desperate
and almost preternatural effort to
save his life he leaped a pretty
high staked and ridered fence
which was round he house. Two
guns were fired at him as he made
the leap still he ran about a quar
ter of a mile before they overtook
him and shot him down, putting
several balls into his body and
then, having fallen on his face,
they split his head open to the
nose. Then charging old Mr.
Clarke to have every corpse
buried by the next evening or they
would come back and put him to
death, they went away and took
the deserter with them riding
barebacked with his hands tied,
his arms pinioned and his feet tied
under the horse. After going two
or three miles to the eastward
they encamped on a little creek
and remained there until Sabbath
morning. The deserter was never
heard of again, but as some guns
were heard on that morning and
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