Unknown County GaArchives News.....Going Home To Die. February 21, 1888 ************************************************ Copyright. All rights reserved. http://www.usgwarchives.net/copyright.htm http://www.usgwarchives.net/ga/gafiles.htm ************************************************ File contributed for use in USGenWeb Archives by: Linda Blum-Barton http://www.genrecords.net/emailregistry/vols/00003.html#0000645 March 25, 2006, 11:20 pm The Weekly Constitution, Atlanta, Ga. February 21, 1888 The Strange Story of George Alrow's Life as a Moonshiner. A Father's Summary Vengeance. Indianapolis, February 13. -- Among the passengers who arrived at the union depot on the early train from St. Louis Friday afternoon was a party consisting of two gentlemen and a lady. One of the former appeared to be in the last stages of consumption, and the lady's countenance and languid movements gave evidence of long vigils and pungent sorrow. As they left the train the invalid was assisted into the waiting room by his companions, and was made as comfortable as possible on one of the benches in the ladies' waiting room. The invalid's robust companion proved to be Colonel Sam Johnson, a deputy United States marshall of Georgia, and he gave the names of his companions as George Alrow and wife. When asked if his relations to the other two were official, he replied that he could not be said to have Alrow under arrest, but he felt it his duty to keep him under surveillance, though he had no fears that an escape could be accomplished, even if it were meditated, owing to the weakened condition of the invalid. Colonel Johnson's story of Alrow's life was to the effect that he is about twenty-five years of age and lives on a farm on the Georgia side and near the base of the mountain range which divides that state from Tennessee. While very young, Alrow married Mary Rouen, a neighbor's daughter and the belle of the rural district, and went to housekeeping in the old homestead. This was some eight miles from the nearest village, and Alrow erected a small storeroom and invested his suprlus money in a stock of goods suited to the wild section in which he lived. The roughter characters of the mountainous section soon began to loaf around , and the young wife ceased to visit the store with her infant offspring,and remained in the house a vicitm of constant forebodings. As the store was situated near the dwelling, every loud word was plainly heard by the wife, and she noticed that the crowd which frequented her hsuband's store was daily becoming more and more disorderly. Less than a year had thus passed when late one evening Mrs. Alrow heard an altercation in the store, and, taking her sleeping infant from its cradle, she hastened to the store and entered by the rear door. She saw that her husband was quarreling with some one who was standing in front of the building, and she advanced excitedly to the middle of the long narrow room. Suddenly there was a bright flash, followed by a sharp report, the infant form in her arms quivered a moment, a deathlike pallor spread over its face and a low moan escaped its lips. The desperado's bullet, aimed at her husband, had missed its mark and had buried itself in the tender form which lay in the sleep of innocence in her arms. On the Murderer's Track. When the neighbors arrived they found Alrow in a state of mental anguish which bid fair to dethrone his reason. For three hours he wandered mechanically form room to room without appearing to understand the cause of the solemnity which pervaded the house. Suddenly he seemed to be struggling with himself to recall the events, then there was a look of intelligent remembrance in his eyes, and he bent over the form of his still unconscious wife and burst into tears. Recovering himself a moment later, he arose, took down his rifle from the peg over the door and quickly left the house, going in the direction taken by the desperado after firing the fatal shot. The next two days passed without any word from the absent husband. The infant remains were laid to rest in the country churchyard and the childless wife returned in sorrow to her home. As she was lifted from the heavy road wagon in which the remains of the infant were borne to the grave, her husband appeared at the door. Addressing her calmly and without visible emotion, Alrow said: "Mary, the vengeance of God has overtaken, the murderer of our babe. Let this be enough to explain my absence and let this be forever a secret between us." When three days later, the assasin was found on the mountain side dead with a bullet in his brain, the people knew that the infant's death was indeed avenged. A formal inquiry only was made into the death of the desperado, and while every one supposed that he had fallen by the hand of the man whose home he had deprived of its brightest jewel, no effort was made to hold him responsible for the deed before the law. Alrow As A Moonshiner. Instead of acting as a curb upon Alrow the terrible ordeal through which he had passed seemed to drive him to desperation, and an entire change came over him, his associations becoming of the most desperate character. In less than a year after the murder of his child he fell under the suspicions of the government officers and a watch was set upon him. One night last summer a large box, which left his store and was supposed to contain fresh eggs, was intercepted by the government officials and the guilt of Alrow was proven, as the box was found to contain several jugs of illicit whisky. Early in December a descent was made on the still where the liquor was made, and in the fight that ensued Alrow was dangerously wounded in the side and slightly wounded in the leg. He was left at home for treatment that night and two officers were left to guard him, while the other prisoners were taken at once to Atlanta. The wounded man tossed about on his bed with a burning fever, and his wife made a number of trips to the large spring in the rear of the house to get him cooling draughts of water. What happened during the night is not known, but the probabilities are that the guards fell asleep, for when they thought that Mrs. Alrow remained longer at the spring than usual, they went to the bed and found that she had taken her husband's place in it and that he had passed out. It was useless to seek him in that wild section, and the officers contented themselves with keeping a close watch upon the movements of his wife, rightly judging that she would be the first to get in communication with him. Whether she heard from him or not in the meantime the officer did not know, but in January he received word that Mrs. Alrow would leave for the west immediately, and he was ordered to follow her. He started at once, and, upon reaching Cincinnati, found that he was upon the same train with her. Learning from the conductor that Mrs. Alrow had a ticket to Santa Fe, N. M., the officer, without making his own identity known, fell into conversation with her, and was frankly told the object of her western trip. When they reached their destination Col. Johnson as frankly revealed the object of his visit, but informed her that, if her husband's condition was as bad as she had reprsented it, he would not put him under arrest, but would furnish what assitance he could in returning home. It seems that Alrow's wounds received no attention until he reached the west, several weeks after his escape from the officers, and, having contracted a severe cold, it settled on his lungs, nad he went rapidly into consumption. His first wish expressed to his wife was to be taken home that he might die surrounded by his friends, and after a stay of but two days in Santa Fe, the party started to return, and had reached this city when seen by the Press correspondent. "I don't think," said Colonel Johnson, in conclusion, "that Georgia can possibly live more than a few weeks, and I have telegraphed for permission to let him go direct to his home." 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