A sad affair.
--We are pained to learn that John Shelton
, some eight miles east of this place, on Saturday evening last shot Samuel Robinson
, who expired almost immediately.
The circumstances connected with this melancholy affair, as we have received them, are about as follows:
and his wife and Mrs. Shelton
were visiting a neighbor on Saturday, and Shelton
was out squirrel-hunting.
Upon the return of the parties to their homes--Mrs. Robinson
riding, and Robinson
and Mrs. Shelton
walking — coming to a field around which the road ran, Mrs.
R. kept the road, her husband and Mrs
. S. going through the field.--It appears, from the information we have, that Shelton
was but a short distance behind them, returning home also, and when nearly through the field he heard the screams of his wife, and saw Robinson
attempting to violate her person.
, as soon as he saw Robinson
, exclaimed, ‘"You villain, what do you mean!"’ Robinson
immediately relinquished his hold upon Mrs. Shelton
and ran, but before he had taken half a dozen steps.
, who was some fifty yards off, shot him down, some four buck-shots taking effect.--Shelton
immediately surrendered himself, and upon hearing the statement of himself and his wife, the magistrate discharged him. All the parties, we understand, had been upon friendly terms.--Abingdon Virginian.