456 Sheet – American State Trials 1918 Volume X Leo Frank Document

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X. AMERICAN STATE TRIALS.

THE WITNESSES FOR THE PROSECUTION

**Jonathan W. Austin** was on King Street that evening. As the soldiers wheeled around, McCauley pushed at me with his bayonet and said, "Damn you, stand off." Then I heard several shots; I saw McCauley after the fire, reloading.

**Ebenezer Bridgham** was also in King Street. The next morning at the gaol, I thought I had seen Warren in King Street the evening before, but afterwards I saw a person that looked very like him belonging to the same regiment, which caused me to doubt. I also saw Wemms, the corporal, stationed on the left of the party between him and the tall man. There were a number of people around the party, buzzing, some having sticks. My face was the other way when the first gun went off; I heard a noise like the clashing of guns. I saw Gray fall; the person that killed him must have been near the center of the party. The last man that fired leveled his piece, following a lad running down the street. I did not think the soldiers were in any danger, from what I saw.

**James Dodge** saw Warren; he is the only one I can swear to. I saw about fifty people in the street, but nothing in their hands; I saw nothing but snowballs thrown.

**Samuel Clarke** saw White standing sentry at the Custom House; I spoke to him; I saw no one mistreating him.

**Edward G. Langford** is one of the town watch. I came down about nine o'clock to go to the watch-house next to the Townhouse. I was told the people and soldiers were fighting at Murray’s Barracks; the matter was over when I got there. I returned to King Street; there were a number of boys around the sentinel. I told him he need not fear, the boys would not hurt him. Soon after this, the sentinel went up the Custom House steps and knocked at the door; a person within opened it and said something. Upon that, the sentinel turned around and pointed his piece at the people opposite to him. I spoke again, told him there was no danger, the boys would not hurt him. I continued talking with the sentry until the party came down, and then I went into the street. Gray, one of the sufferers, came and clapped me on the shoulder, saying, "What's here to pay?" I replied, "I do not know, but something I believe will come of it by and by." Gray and I were standing together, talking, I leaning on a stick, and Gray standing with his hands folded in his bosom, without a stick in his hand, neither saying nor doing anything to the soldiers. I spoke to Killroy, and after two guns were discharged, seeing him present his piece, I said to him, "Damn you, are you going to fire?" Upon this, Killroy leveled his piece and fired directly at Gray, killing him dead on the spot; the ball passed through his head, and he fell on my left foot. He pushed with his bayonet and pierced through my great coat and jacket.

**Francis Archibald** saw Killroy that night; I did not see any snowballs or sticks thrown. I went to King Street after the firing; I saw several dead there.

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