The Daily Dispatch: June 22, 1861., [Electronic resource]

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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:

‘ Robinson 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. Shelton, 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. Shelton, 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.

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