|Posted By:||Shirley Hickman|
|Subject:||Re: Alsup murdered by Stanley|
|Post Date:||November 15, 2005 at 19:35:01|
|Forum:||Bastrop County, TX Genealogy Forum|
This was sent to me.
Horace ALSUP Lee Co. History Vol I
One morning in October 1879, old man Horace ALSUP was waylaid and killed. He
was perhaps a good man but his sympathies were with his son Wade, his
son-in-law Young Floyd, John Kuykendal, and Bake Scott. These boys were all
hanged on a tree in the Blue Branch neighborhood. They realized they had
about run their course and were preparing to leave the country.
Just before pulling out, they attended a dance at the home of Pat Airhart.
Their plan was to kill Pat and ride off. They had nothing against him but did
not want to leave the country without a parting shot.
While the dance was in progress, all windows and doors were suddenly filled
with guns. A masked man then appeared at one of the doors and began calling
the names of the boys wanted. As they started off, John Kuykendal remarked to
one of his friends, "Another trip to Giddings, boys."
His buddy said, "We will never see Giddings."
My father went down to Blue Branch the next morning and saw these four boys
hanging on a limb, their feet touching the ground. That ended the careers of
some misguided youths, but it also saved Airhart's life.
K. Stanley, a man who had been marked for death for a long time by the outlaw
element, was walking with his gun over his shoulder one hot day. Suddenly, a
gun fired and he
was jarred considerably. He ran a hundred yards without looking back to see
who was after him. When he heard no further shots, felt no bullets, he looked
back and saw no one. He took his gun from his shoulder and found that the
heat had detonated the cap and caused his own gun to discharge. He lived in
fear long after the Knobbs vigilantes, of which he was one of the captains,
had ceased operations and disbanded. He never felt safe, was not safe, till
he moved from the Knobbs community many years after the turmoil had come to
When K. Stanley became ill and knew his time had come to go, he called his
son twice to tell him something that had long been on his conscience, but
each time he broke down and could never tell his secret. But he did tell his
son-in-law and the son-in-law told the son. K. was trying to confess that he,
K., had been the one who waylaid and killed old man Al-sup down near Blue
Branch. Strange how the approach of death goes deep into the secret chambers
of a man's soul and causes him to try to relieve his conscience at the last
moment. One reason for this is perhaps the desire to clear up mysteries so
that no one else might have to bear the blame.