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The following story was recorded in 1940 by members of the Boonslick Historical Society in an interview with J. Archie Maxwell, then 86 years old. He was 10 when this incident occurred on a farm four miles east of New Franklin. It was later printed in Bicentennial Boonslick History, p. 95:
"After General Ewing issued his Order No. 11 and so many people were driven out of the counties south of the Missouri River and to the west of us, some of the families came into our neighborhood. Mrs. Hamilton moved into a cabin back of our home while the Carter and Collins families found refuge on nearby farms.
'Al Carter, tall and slender, and 'Buck' Collins, a short blocky fellow, young hotheads of these families, joined Capt. Jackman's band of bushwhackers which made headquarters in the densely wooded bluffs to the south and east of our farm. Capt Jackman's mother lived at what is known today [19401 as the Kurtz farm. 'One afternoon, my father with four horses hitched to a harrow, and riding the wheel horse, was getting land ready for wheat just south and across the road from Salt Creek Cemetery. Nearby, I was helping our Negro man Green shuck some corn out of the shock. Al Carter on a beautiful bay horse and 'Buck Collins on a dun pony rode by us down to the cabin where Mrs. Hamilton lived. They sat there on their horses and visited with their mothers who had come over to spend the day with Mrs. Hamilton.
'Presently we all saw someone in civilian clothes riding down the road from the north toward the cemetery and us. Al and 'Buck' immediately turned their horses toward the road and as they passed my father, asked hun who was the stranger. Father replied that he did not know and cautioned the boys to be careful.
'Al pulled his gun out and held it concealed close by his side behind his left leg as he rode forward. Accosting the stranger, he demanded his identity. The stranger whipped out his gun and fired, shooting Al in the stomach. Al returned fire and that bullet disabled his opponent for the moment but the wound proved superficial.
'Just then about 25 Federals who had heard the shots rode up hurriedly over the hill and taking in the situation, began to shoot at Al and 'Buck' who had whirled their horses about and were riding hard toward Alfred Peeler's place. One of those shots went through the shock where I was shucking corn and I made it to the house in quick time!
"'Buck' Collins was shot off his horse at Peeler's gate and the Federals kept on after Al. He came to the dead end of the road and turned into woods. A grape vine caught him under the chin and dragged him off his horse. He was lying there on the ground when his pursuers overtook him. Al had long curly black hair which hung to his shoulders and the Federals thought he was Bill Anderson They shot out both his eyes and scalped him.
'When the men came riding back to our house each man had one of Al's black curls tied in the left side of his bridle. 'They announced to Father jubilantly that they had got Bill Anderson but father replied, 'No, you got the Carter boy.'
'Late that evening father had Green hitch up a yoke of oxen and they brought the bodies of the boys back to Mrs. Hamilton's cabin where they left them over night. The next day Joe Bradley made two plain coffins and they buried the boys in the same grave in Salt Creek Cemetery.
'After the war 'Buck's' father, who had returned to Jackson County, came down and brought the double tombstone which marks the grave today. They were killed on the 12th day of September, 1864. 'Buck' being 17 years, 11 months and 16 days of age and Al Carter just one day older.
Howard Co. Civil war records.
497. 9/12/1864
bio provided by fellow findagraver Judy Wendt
The following story was recorded in 1940 by members of the Boonslick Historical Society in an interview with J. Archie Maxwell, then 86 years old. He was 10 when this incident occurred on a farm four miles east of New Franklin. It was later printed in Bicentennial Boonslick History, p. 95:
"After General Ewing issued his Order No. 11 and so many people were driven out of the counties south of the Missouri River and to the west of us, some of the families came into our neighborhood. Mrs. Hamilton moved into a cabin back of our home while the Carter and Collins families found refuge on nearby farms.
'Al Carter, tall and slender, and 'Buck' Collins, a short blocky fellow, young hotheads of these families, joined Capt. Jackman's band of bushwhackers which made headquarters in the densely wooded bluffs to the south and east of our farm. Capt Jackman's mother lived at what is known today [19401 as the Kurtz farm. 'One afternoon, my father with four horses hitched to a harrow, and riding the wheel horse, was getting land ready for wheat just south and across the road from Salt Creek Cemetery. Nearby, I was helping our Negro man Green shuck some corn out of the shock. Al Carter on a beautiful bay horse and 'Buck Collins on a dun pony rode by us down to the cabin where Mrs. Hamilton lived. They sat there on their horses and visited with their mothers who had come over to spend the day with Mrs. Hamilton.
'Presently we all saw someone in civilian clothes riding down the road from the north toward the cemetery and us. Al and 'Buck' immediately turned their horses toward the road and as they passed my father, asked hun who was the stranger. Father replied that he did not know and cautioned the boys to be careful.
'Al pulled his gun out and held it concealed close by his side behind his left leg as he rode forward. Accosting the stranger, he demanded his identity. The stranger whipped out his gun and fired, shooting Al in the stomach. Al returned fire and that bullet disabled his opponent for the moment but the wound proved superficial.
'Just then about 25 Federals who had heard the shots rode up hurriedly over the hill and taking in the situation, began to shoot at Al and 'Buck' who had whirled their horses about and were riding hard toward Alfred Peeler's place. One of those shots went through the shock where I was shucking corn and I made it to the house in quick time!
"'Buck' Collins was shot off his horse at Peeler's gate and the Federals kept on after Al. He came to the dead end of the road and turned into woods. A grape vine caught him under the chin and dragged him off his horse. He was lying there on the ground when his pursuers overtook him. Al had long curly black hair which hung to his shoulders and the Federals thought he was Bill Anderson They shot out both his eyes and scalped him.
'When the men came riding back to our house each man had one of Al's black curls tied in the left side of his bridle. 'They announced to Father jubilantly that they had got Bill Anderson but father replied, 'No, you got the Carter boy.'
'Late that evening father had Green hitch up a yoke of oxen and they brought the bodies of the boys back to Mrs. Hamilton's cabin where they left them over night. The next day Joe Bradley made two plain coffins and they buried the boys in the same grave in Salt Creek Cemetery.
'After the war 'Buck's' father, who had returned to Jackson County, came down and brought the double tombstone which marks the grave today. They were killed on the 12th day of September, 1864. 'Buck' being 17 years, 11 months and 16 days of age and Al Carter just one day older.
Howard Co. Civil war records.
497. 9/12/1864
bio provided by fellow findagraver Judy Wendt
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The following story was recorded in 1940 by members of the Boonslick Historical Society in an interview with J. Archie Maxwell, then 86 years old. He was 10 when this incident occurred on a farm four miles east of New Franklin. It was later printed in Bicentennial Boonslick History, p. 95:
"After General Ewing issued his Order No. 11 and so many people were driven out of the counties south of the Missouri River and to the west of us, some of the families came into our neighborhood. Mrs. Hamilton moved into a cabin back of our home while the Carter and Collins families found refuge on nearby farms.
'Al Carter, tall and slender, and 'Buck' Collins, a short blocky fellow, young hotheads of these families, joined Capt. Jackman's band of bushwhackers which made headquarters in the densely wooded bluffs to the south and east of our farm. Capt Jackman's mother lived at what is known today [19401 as the Kurtz farm. 'One afternoon, my father with four horses hitched to a harrow, and riding the wheel horse, was getting land ready for wheat just south and across the road from Salt Creek Cemetery. Nearby, I was helping our Negro man Green shuck some corn out of the shock. Al Carter on a beautiful bay horse and 'Buck Collins on a dun pony rode by us down to the cabin where Mrs. Hamilton lived. They sat there on their horses and visited with their mothers who had come over to spend the day with Mrs. Hamilton.
'Presently we all saw someone in civilian clothes riding down the road from the north toward the cemetery and us. Al and 'Buck' immediately turned their horses toward the road and as they passed my father, asked hun who was the stranger. Father replied that he did not know and cautioned the boys to be careful.
'Al pulled his gun out and held it concealed close by his side behind his left leg as he rode forward. Accosting the stranger, he demanded his identity. The stranger whipped out his gun and fired, shooting Al in the stomach. Al returned fire and that bullet disabled his opponent for the moment but the wound proved superficial.
'Just then about 25 Federals who had heard the shots rode up hurriedly over the hill and taking in the situation, began to shoot at Al and 'Buck' who had whirled their horses about and were riding hard toward Alfred Peeler's place. One of those shots went through the shock where I was shucking corn and I made it to the house in quick time!
"'Buck' Collins was shot off his horse at Peeler's gate and the Federals kept on after Al. He came to the dead end of the road and turned into woods. A grape vine caught him under the chin and dragged him off his horse. He was lying there on the ground when his pursuers overtook him. Al had long curly black hair which hung to his shoulders and the Federals thought he was Bill Anderson They shot out both his eyes and scalped him.
'When the men came riding back to our house each man had one of Al's black curls tied in the left side of his bridle. 'They announced to Father jubilantly that they had got Bill Anderson but father replied, 'No, you got the Carter boy.'
'Late that evening father had Green hitch up a yoke of oxen and they brought the bodies of the boys back to Mrs. Hamilton's cabin where they left them over night. The next day Joe Bradley made two plain coffins and they buried the boys in the same grave in Salt Creek Cemetery.
'After the war 'Buck's' father, who had returned to Jackson County, came down and brought the double tombstone which marks the grave today. They were killed on the 12th day of September, 1864. 'Buck' being 17 years, 11 months and 16 days of age and Al Carter just one day older.
Howard Co. Civil war records.
497. 9/12/1864
bio provided by fellow findagraver Judy Wendt
The following story was recorded in 1940 by members of the Boonslick Historical Society in an interview with J. Archie Maxwell, then 86 years old. He was 10 when this incident occurred on a farm four miles east of New Franklin. It was later printed in Bicentennial Boonslick History, p. 95:
"After General Ewing issued his Order No. 11 and so many people were driven out of the counties south of the Missouri River and to the west of us, some of the families came into our neighborhood. Mrs. Hamilton moved into a cabin back of our home while the Carter and Collins families found refuge on nearby farms.
'Al Carter, tall and slender, and 'Buck' Collins, a short blocky fellow, young hotheads of these families, joined Capt. Jackman's band of bushwhackers which made headquarters in the densely wooded bluffs to the south and east of our farm. Capt Jackman's mother lived at what is known today [19401 as the Kurtz farm. 'One afternoon, my father with four horses hitched to a harrow, and riding the wheel horse, was getting land ready for wheat just south and across the road from Salt Creek Cemetery. Nearby, I was helping our Negro man Green shuck some corn out of the shock. Al Carter on a beautiful bay horse and 'Buck Collins on a dun pony rode by us down to the cabin where Mrs. Hamilton lived. They sat there on their horses and visited with their mothers who had come over to spend the day with Mrs. Hamilton.
'Presently we all saw someone in civilian clothes riding down the road from the north toward the cemetery and us. Al and 'Buck' immediately turned their horses toward the road and as they passed my father, asked hun who was the stranger. Father replied that he did not know and cautioned the boys to be careful.
'Al pulled his gun out and held it concealed close by his side behind his left leg as he rode forward. Accosting the stranger, he demanded his identity. The stranger whipped out his gun and fired, shooting Al in the stomach. Al returned fire and that bullet disabled his opponent for the moment but the wound proved superficial.
'Just then about 25 Federals who had heard the shots rode up hurriedly over the hill and taking in the situation, began to shoot at Al and 'Buck' who had whirled their horses about and were riding hard toward Alfred Peeler's place. One of those shots went through the shock where I was shucking corn and I made it to the house in quick time!
"'Buck' Collins was shot off his horse at Peeler's gate and the Federals kept on after Al. He came to the dead end of the road and turned into woods. A grape vine caught him under the chin and dragged him off his horse. He was lying there on the ground when his pursuers overtook him. Al had long curly black hair which hung to his shoulders and the Federals thought he was Bill Anderson They shot out both his eyes and scalped him.
'When the men came riding back to our house each man had one of Al's black curls tied in the left side of his bridle. 'They announced to Father jubilantly that they had got Bill Anderson but father replied, 'No, you got the Carter boy.'
'Late that evening father had Green hitch up a yoke of oxen and they brought the bodies of the boys back to Mrs. Hamilton's cabin where they left them over night. The next day Joe Bradley made two plain coffins and they buried the boys in the same grave in Salt Creek Cemetery.
'After the war 'Buck's' father, who had returned to Jackson County, came down and brought the double tombstone which marks the grave today. They were killed on the 12th day of September, 1864. 'Buck' being 17 years, 11 months and 16 days of age and Al Carter just one day older.
Howard Co. Civil war records.
497. 9/12/1864
bio provided by fellow findagraver Judy Wendt
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