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They were simply the jayhawkers and border ruffians of their day, and, with some traits of chivalry, differed probably as little from pirates as Quantrell and his fellow scoundrels differ from robbers.

Secretary, and I am sorry they do not accord with your own or with the ideas of the government you have the honor to represent so well.” Disappointed, Capt. Quantrell left without his commission. He had felt the truth of his fiery speech. Our tenders of exchanges of prisoners had been scorned by the officers of the militia.

When within three miles of Kansas City the hack was halted by a picket on outpost duty, and while the driver argued with the guard, Quantrell and I slipped out on the other side of the hack and made our way to William Bledsoe’s farm, where we were in friendly hands. Col.

I would wage such a war as to make surrender forever impossible. I would break up foreign enlistments by indiscriminate massacre. I would win the independence of my people or I would find them graves.” William Clarke QuantrellWhat of our prisoners?” “There would be no prisoners,” exclaimed the fiery captain. “Do they take any prisoners from me?

"The trouble with me is the trouble with me is " Quantrell lowered his head and met Alan's stare. "I'm afraid, Donnell. Stinking sweaty afraid. The city's too big." Red-faced, he turned and walked away, back up the street. Alan silently watched him go. "Imagine that. Afraid!" "It's a big place," Rat warned. "Don't you feel the same way? Just a little?"

If at its expiration you have not surrendered, not a single man among you shall escape alive.” “Thank you,” said I; “catching comes before hanging.” “Count six then and be d—d to you!” shouted back George Shepherd, who was doing the dickering, and Quantrell said quietly, “Shotguns to the front.” There were six of these, and behind them came those with revolvers only.

With his terrible earnestness and indomitable will, with his ability to weld as it were, to himself all those who came under his influence, what an avenger he would have been on the tracks of such chivalrous Southerners as Quantrell of Lawrence-burning notoriety, and those who at Fort Pillow and at Plymouth, N.C. carved out for themselves eternal infamy.

Nature and devastation, hand in hand, for the moment one and the same, crossed it today as Quantrell or Kirby Smith or Nathan Bedford Forrest crossed it, sabers glittering, so many forgotten years ago.

Having served in Kentucky with Quantrell, Jim Younger and Frank James were well known through that state, and it being known that the previous bank robberies in Missouri were charged to ex-guerrillas, similar conclusions were at once drawn by the Louisville sleuths who were put on the case. Jim and John were at home at Lee’s Summit.

He turned and saw the other spaceman still rooted to the ground, gazing up at the vast Earther city as if in narcoshock. "It's big," Quantrell murmured. "Too big." "Kevin! What's wrong?" "Leave him alone," Rat whispered. "I have a hunch he won't be going with you." Alan watched in astonishment as Quantrell took two steps hesitantly backward away from the bridge, then a third.

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