[once again, the abbrevations and CAPS are mine] There was nothing done toward punishing BROMFIELD for the murder he had so wantonly committed, and his murderous instinct and bullying manner made people afraid of him. He had a man in his company by the name of Solomon TOMLIN, and it seems that on a raid made down in Buchanan county they appropriated a lot of horses. [the word 'appropriated' is in italics] In the division of property Capt BROMFIELD and TOMLIN had some bitter words, and this increased until BROMFIELD declared he would kill TOMLIN. Not long after he started on a hunt for him, and went to TOMLIN's house, some 2 mi from Gallatin, and called to him to come out. TOMLIN's wife was at home and informed the rufflan that her husb. had gone to Gallatin. He told her that he had come to kill her husb., and that she would never see him alive again, and that he would come back that night and hang TOMLIN's hat on the gate-post. BROMFIELD came to town, adn at once began his hunt for TOMLIN. The latter kept out of his way, and at last hid in a dry goods store, kept by a Mr. MILLER, on the south side of the square, now occupied as a grocery store. After a long hunt he went to the clerk's office in the courthouse and from some one around there learned that TOMLIN was hiding in the store above mentioned. BROMFIELD started from the clerk's office, passing out of the south gate of the square and walking directly toward the door. In the meantime TOMLIN had been on watch, and seeing him coming, knew it was a life and death matter. The merchants were badly scared, and told TOMLIN to leave the store, as they did not want any killing done there. TOMLIN had been crying, but when his enemy passed through the gate into the street with pistol in hand, ready to kill him, his manhood and courage arose at once. He had weakened because he did not want to be killed, and neither did he want to kill BROMFIELD, but when he saw the bully leave the courthouse and come directly toward him he realized that one or the other had to die. TOMLIN was armed with a double barrel shotgun and as BROMFIELD passed out of the courthouse yard into the street he cocked both barrels and told the merchants to stand aside. They did so. When BROMFIELD had reached the middle of the street TOMLIN stepped from behind the door and brought his gun to his shoulder, and before BROMFIELD could raise his pistol (for it was evident he got a sight of TOMLIN when he came in full view), the latter fired both barrels. The air was t rue and BROMFIELD fell, his breast riddled with buckshot, killing him instantly. TOMLIN left at once for his home, and there making hurried preparations left for a more peaceful and decidedly healthier clime for him. BROMFIELD's friends, for it seems the man had a few, would have killed TOMLIN had he remained. They were both Federal soldiers.