Two Black Brutes Lynched.
They Waylaid Pretty Young Mrs. Rucker and Murdered her and pay the penalty
Selma, Feb. 17 – Four months ago Jesse Rucker, a prosperous young farmer who lived within two miles of Stanton, led to the alter a rosy-cheeked, blacked eyed girl and wore before God and man to love cherish and protect her.
His Home was an humble one it is tru and no fine furniture adorned it or velvet carpet covered the floor – but it was his home and though the threshold he carried the fair young creature and installed her as queen.
To them all the world was roseate. He chopped the wood and drew the water, while his wife ever joyous and happy, kept the house tidy and prepared the meals, and the young couple who had begun life under such auspicious but humble circumstances, were as happy as the Lord in his palace,
Near the cottage of Mr. and Mrs. Jesse Rucker a neighbor lived, a foot path through the woods being a favorite way the two families had of visiting one another. On Thursday morning Mrs. Rucker went over to see her neighbor but never came back alive.
Crouching in the underbrush on the side of the path a couple of burly black brutes lay in wait, and when she came tripping along with a heart as light and happy as the sunshine, out they pounced like a couple of cruel tigers and dragged her away from the by-path into a swampy, dismal place a few yards distant.
The ground over which they dragged the poor young woman showed that she made terrible resistance. Every bush was clutched at and the loose soil was plowed up where her heels made impressions therein, vainly starving to keep from going to a place that was to be her doom.
Once in the dismal swamp her cries were stifled, their hellish deed, one at which the very imps of per-dition shuddered was accomplished. This done to cover their crime she was choked to death and left lying there in the hope that her body would not be found
No sooner did the young husband find that his wife did not return, when he started out to investigate and the terrible deed that has just been described met his gaze. A posse of citizens was organized, a posse of citizen was organized, a clue was found, and in a short while the two negro ruffians were under arrest, the torn condition o their clothing and the blood on their persons told the tale, silently , it is true, but as forcibly as if the poor girl were in person to tell with her own lips the tale of murder and outrage.
A rope was secured and put around the necks of the scoundrels around the necks of the scoundrels and in a few minutes their souls if they had any were sent to dwell with all such miserable creatures in a hell which hall right thinking men will hope old Satan had made an hundred times hotter than his lowest pit was ever made and there incarcerate them forever with echo of the cries o their poor innocent victim ringing their ears to add if possible to the terrible punishment that they undergo
Yesterday morning when the sun peeped over the hills of Chilton Co., two forms were hanging from a limb. They little stream nearby that coursed through the mossy banks, making a curve here and a little waterfall there, flowed on as if nothing had happened to disturb its serenity. The leaves of the bay trees that line its banks, gently rustled in the crisp frosty air, while the forms of the two brutes swayed gently back and forth, a grim reminder to others to beware of such terrible crimes.
In a little cottage not over a quarter of a mile away a young man who only a few hours before was joyous and contended was bending low over the form of a young creature that he called wife. A little cortege of mourners silently wended their way toward the county church yard and there her form was lowered into the ground where it will be transformed to the dust from which it came- M’y Journal