When he remarked; “Oh! never mind, commence singing and you will get the spirit of it.” At his request I did so. soon afterwards I was sitting at one of the front windows of the jail, when I saw a number of men, with painted faces, coming around the corner of the jail, and aiming towards the stairs. The other brethren had seen the same; for, as I went to the door, I found Br. and already leaning against the door <​it​>, they both pressed against it <​the door​> with their shoulders, to prevent its being opened; as the lock and latch were comparitively useless. While in this position, the mob, who had come up stairs and strove to open the door, probably thought it was locked and fired a ball through the keyhole; at this and leapt back from the door, standing right opposite to the door, with his face towards it; almost instantly another ball passed through the pannel of the door and struck on the left side of the nose and entering his face and head; simultaneously, at the same instant, another ball from the outside entered his back passing through his body and striking his watch. The ball came from the back through the jail [illegible] opposite the door, and must, from its range, ha[ve] been fired <​from​> by the Carthage Greys; as the [illegible] of fire arms shot close by the jail would ha[ve] entered the ceiling, we being in the second stor[y] and there never was a time <​after​> that could have received the latter wound. Immediate[ly] when the balls struck him he fell [illegible] his back, crying as he fell “I am a de[ad man] he never recovered <​moved​> afterw[ard] [p. 48]