“My
brother advanced from the spring. Kennedy fired at him and ran, and
he found neither of us were dead. I followed him. He got behind
another tree and fired at me again. I short him in the armpit as he
was behind the tree. He dropped his revolver and rann again, and
slewed round; I fired with the gun again and shot him through the
right chest, as I did not know that he had dropped his revolver and
was turning to surrender. He could not live, or I would have let him
go. Had they been my own brothers I could not help shooting them, or
else lie down and let them shoot me, which they would have done had
their bullets been ear off, or brutally treating any of them, it is a
cruel falsehood”
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