...d him, the old man said, as his eye flashed and his voice grew sterner, a maniac — yes, a maniac. He paused a few seconds, wiped a tear from his eye, and continued his narration: At Black Jack , the invading Missourians wounded three free state men, one of them my son-in-law; and, a few days afterwards, one of my sons was so wounded that he will be a cripple for life. In August, I was ...