"My mother was milking a cow and I was holding the calf off with a rope, and I got upon top of our cellar which was about four feet higher than the level ground. I was standing up on that cellar, and I heard some rifle shots and glass breaking from the school building which was one block south of our house. I looked down that way, and I hollered and yelled at my mother and told her 'they're killing Mr. McClure.' I knew Mr. McClure from the horse he rode, a little blue mare. I turned that calf loose, but before I turned the calf loose, Mr. McClure was off of his horse and running stooped over. "I could see bullets, I mean I could see the dust up front of him, those bullets that were going into his back was going clear through him in the ground in front of him, and I could see the dust.
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