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her, as she was a widow. Deceased said, By God, Madam, if you don’t mind how you talk, I’ll get down and stay all night with you, as you are a widow. At this announcement, Guilford Green, who had gone to bed, arose, and as he arose from bed, a young man, whose name I did not learn, wint to the door, which he had barely reached when he was shot through one shoulder, under collar bone. Another man then ran to the door, and was fired upon, but not hurt, the ball passing through or cutting his hat. While this was going on Guilford Green seized the only gun in the house, a rifle, and fired at deceased, who had not dismounted from the mule, and when he fired, left the house to reload the rifle.  Some six or eight shots were fired from behind the fince close to the gate where deceased was mounted on the mule. Soon after deceased fell from the mule, the balance fled, and were not seen or heard of any more then that night. When Green loaded his rifle he returned, but found they were gone, all but the deceased, who did not fire at all at the whites Some of them thought they saw the mule at or near the gate, and searching, found deceased upon the ground, his foot fast in the stirrup. The mule had dragged him a few feet, but