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The day book. (Chicago, Ill.) 1911-1917, August 22, 1912, Image 2

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and better lawyers got all the
practice. I then settled at El
Reno, in Canadian county, and
was elected county attorney in
1892. I served twoyears with
absolute satisfaction to the peo
ple. After my term of offic ex
pired, I went on a visit to my
father, who resided at Wood
ward, holding the office of county
judge. v
One evening I became involved
in a quarrel with Temple Hous
ton, son of Gov. Sam Houston, of
Al. J. Jennings.
early Texas days. It was such a
quarrel as corpes up between
lawyers who are over hasty and
After 'interference by friends,
it was agreed by brother Ed Jen
nings, father and I, to let the mat
ter go over until the following
morning and I would go to Hous
ton, 'hoping to apologiez, for the
language I used toward him, ex
pecting an apology in return from
him. But the hand of destiny
seemed to be hanging over me.
I hai retired for the -night at
father's, when about midnight
there came a loud rapping at the
door and a man in a high, excited
voice, exclaimed, "Judge Jen
nings, get up quick; two of your
boys have been killed down
town." .
I dressed hastily and ran out to.
the gate, where I met brother,
John, who was solely wounded.
I was informed by him that Ed
was d.ead. Running down the"
dark street a thousand conflicting
emotions camev over me. I saw
the excited crowd surging around
the building where the lights
gleamed through the window.
They gave way and I entered
to find my brother lying on his
face in a larger pool of blood. I
kneeled down, taking his head in
my lap.
His life had not yejUgone. I
found, two bullet wounds, one in
the back of his head, and one over
the left ear, ranging forward.
I knew that he had been assas
sinated and all the ambition ofjife
went out of me, the future which
seemed so bright to me as a young
lawyer, died there with my mur
dered brother.
I vowed then and there to kill
the men who had so cruelly mur
dered Ed.
However, after advising with
my father, I determined to wait
the action of the law, though I
confess I did not want to.
The trial day came, and
through tfie perfidy of the prose
cution, the murderers were ac
quitted Then I wired" for brother
Frank Jennings, who lived in
Denver, Colorado, and on his ar-

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