Virginia Free Press & Farmers' Repository

columbus, (ga.) march 19.

Most of our readers have heard of the death of the unfortunate Major Brady, formerly a member of the Legislature from Randolph county, who was killed by a ball discharged from a rifle at the Hitchitee creek, about a month ago. The assassin was soon discovered to be an Indian of the Oswithche tribe, living among the Creeks, by the name of Tom, a perfect outlaw in character even among his own people, the same desperado who had previously killed Mr. Mayo, and shot at and wounded Mr. Thompson. We are happy to say that he has paid the penalty of his bloody crimes, and fallen with the same fell weapon with which he had done such dreadful execution upon his innocent victims.

After the death of the lamented Brady, a constant vigilance was kept up in the neighborhood for the apprehension of the murderer, as well by the Indians as the whites. But Tom, keeping himself mostly in the woods, on this side of the river, apart from his tribe, eluded their efforts until Wednesday the 9th inst. when he was discovered by another Indian near (o!). pepper's old store, about twenty miles below this place, on this side of the Chattahoochee, endeavoring to obtain a canoe with which to cross over to the nation. The Indian told him that he could not cross there, but must go down to Boykin's ferry, about three miles below. He then encamped in the neighborhood for the night, and the other Indian near him. During the night the latter got up, crossed the river, and gave information to a white man by the name of Sims, living in the nation, of the murderer's being in the vicinity, and of his intention to cross at the ferry in the morning. Sims immediately collected a party of about thirty Indians and repaired to the ferry, and they had not been there more than half an hour when the murderer made his appearance on the opposite side. Having obtained the canoe, he crossed over and was about gathering his plunder and provisions which he had with him, when Sims and his party discovered themselves to him. "He evinced no emotion when he saw them, but calmly awaited their movements. Sims advanced and attempted to fire, but his rifle only snapped. The Indians then fired simultaneously, and the outlaw fell on the spot where he jumped from the canoe, pierced by about thirty bullets. After his death the Indians threw his provisions, &c. into the river and departed, leaving the body lying on the beach. The whole affair was distinctly seen by the overseer of Mr. Boykin, from the opposite bank. The body was buried by the negroes.