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were pilfered from the post-office, and opened. From the same 
building, occupied as a store, Dr. Stringfellow carried off under 
each arm a box of cigars, having helped himself to them behind 
the counter, saying, as he did so, “Well, boys, I guess this is as 
good plunder as I want.” He was particularly busy during the 
day in inciting the heroic band to such deeds of valor. Major 
Buford, of Alabama, was also conspicuous as a leader. Mr. 
Hutchinson’s store was broken into by Col. Titus, saying, “ I 
think there are Sharpe’s rifles in there; stave her in, boys, if 
she is locked ! ” They obeyed him by breaking in the windows 
with the butts of their guns, and then crawled in through the 
aperture. 
The cry of “There’s Reeder trying to escape!” at one time 
caused some excitement. One of the ruffians, attempting to shoot 
the man, who did not prove to be Gov. Reeder, while his horse 
was on a full gallop, fell from it and broke his leg. Another was 
killed instantly by the falling of a brick from the hotel. The 
South Carolina flag, waving on the roof, whipped it off one of the 
chimneys. 
Some ladies, sitting upon College Hill west of the town, during 
the cannonading, were fired upon by a party of Buford’s men, 
who came from town. When about a hundred yards distant, they 
levelled their guns at them deliberately, and, without one word 
being said, fired. The balls went whizzing through the air near 
the ladies. South Carolina’s gallant sons then threw down their 
guns and shouted, while swinging their hats, “ Hurrah for South 
Carolina! Down with the abolitionists ! Slavery in Kansas, by 
G—d ! ” 
Again they picked up their arms, and levelled them towmrds 
the ladies, who were standing still, looking at them, when one of 
the four said, “ Don’t fire ; I would n’t.” Then, singing Katy 
Darling and Lily Dale, they went up the hill. 
Our house was nearly vacated as night approached, and a 
neighbor passing, stepped in to see how matters looked. Furni¬ 
ture, which had been thrown out of the house, he set back, and 
finding only one of the Missourians in the lower rooms, and*he 
busily engaged in looking for liquors, the way into the cellar, etc. 
