The life of John Worth KernBowers, Claude G. (Claude Gernade)
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The life of John Worth Kern
Bowers, Claude G. (Claude Gernade)
Kern, John Worth, 1849-1917; Politicians -- United States -- Biography
The representatives of feudalism acted quickly. Almost immediately Paint
Creek was invaded by the gun-men, headed by the infamous and murderous
Ernest Gaujot, the “King Guard,” a man with a criminal record, with
machine guns, plenty of ammunition and searchlights. Thugs, gun-men and
thieves were hastily scoured from the scums of the cities, supplied with
whisky and guns and turned loose upon the miners and their families. The
program was to terrorize the miners into surrender. In the darkness of
the night the gun-men fired the Gatling guns for practice. They
swaggered in their drunken insolence into the homes of the unarmed
miners, leeringly speculated aloud on what a good target the master of
the house would make, turned everything upside down, kicked and cuffed
the children, ordered drink and food, and let loose the flood gates of
profanity and vulgarity in the presence of the women and babes. Nothing
so nearly resembling anarchy has ever been seen on American soil. These
drunken brutes invaded the home of a miner by the name of Frank Russe,
and finding no one at home but the wife, who was about to become a
mother, they slapped her face and drove her from the house. But the
crime of that time that cries to heaven and curses the civilization that
permitted the criminal to live, was committed at the home of Tony
Sevilla, who was in Ohio at the time in search of work. The unspeakable
Gaujot and his gang searched the house, and after they had gone a
neighboring woman, knowing that Mrs. Sevilla was in a delicate
condition, hurried over to find her on her knees, an expression of agony
upon her face, making the sign of the cross. Pointing to her side, where
one of the gun-men protectors of feudalism had kicked her, she moaned in
broken English: “I don’t hear my baby calling me now.”
They had murdered the unborn babe and mother and were permitted to go on
with their murderous work. No one was arrested for that! No one was
molested for that! That was two hundred miles from the capital of the
republic, in the county of the capital of an American state, and in the
twentieth century of Christian civilization.
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