From "Noted Guerrillas" by John N. Edwards, 1877, pp. 186-187
"...A detachment of Kansas soldiers were sent out on the Big Blue to arrest three men. The men were not at home, but their wives were. These-arrested and forced to walk into Kansas City, a distance of thirteen miles-were put into a brick building with a door which was locked upon the outside. That night the building, undermined, fell, and the next day the mangled bodies of the innocent women were boxed up and sent back to their homes in an old ox wagon. Just look at the list: A son of Henry Morris, only fourteen years old, was killed by Penick's troops in Independence. Henry Morris lived five miles north of Lone Jack. Big Jim Cummins was killed, and little Jim Cummins. Little Jim Cummins had been wounded at Lone Jack, but had recovered. John Phillips was hung. James Saunders and Jeptha Crawford were taken from Blue Springs and shot. Their houses were also burned. One of Penick's men, calling himself Jim Lane, killed Dr. Triggs for his money. Kimberlin was arrested, carried to Independence, sent back home under a guard and hung in his barn. Moses Carr was also arrested, carried to Independence, sent back again towards his home, but before reaching it he was tied to a tree in Blue Bottom and shot to pieces. Sam Jones was hung, an old man named Doty was hung, George Tyler was shot, as were Hedrick and Somers of Cass county, Samuels of Bates, Peters, Monroe, Farwell and Lowers, of Vernon, and Givens, Manches ter, Bolling, Newton, Beamish, Parker and Rails, of Jackson. Over two hundred more were killed in the three months preceding the Lawrence Massacre...."
From "History of Cass County," by Allen Glenn, 1917, p. 276
"...Henry L. Ferrell and William A. Kimberlin founded the firm of Ferrell Kimberlin, which now is conducted by their sons, Hubert M. Ferrell and Grover C. Kimberlin. The Dayton I have seen, was builded upon the foundation of the Dayton that was. On January 2, 1862, Jennison's command of Kansas men, on a forage raid, swooped down upon Dayton and robbed and burned the town, only one small house escaping the fire. They went to Kimberlin's and ordered breakfast, and when breakfast was eaten they told Kimberlins to carry out their most valuable belongings, as their house would be immediately burned. The household effects, therefore, were carried out and piled on the snow as rapidly as possible. The torch was applied. Mrs. Kimberlin wrapped up her smallest children and sat down on what had been saved from the doomed house. The Kansas men hitched up Kimberlin's teams and loaded on what part they wanted for themselves, and what they did not want or could not take along, they left for Kimberlins."
From "Quantrill of Missouri" by Paul R. Peterson, 2003, p. 208 (citing the fifteen-chapter memoir of Quantrill acquaintance Frank Smith, which is found in the WHMC as well as the James S. Rollins papers at the University of Missouri in Columbia).
"...Frank Smith recalled that the winter of 1863 was very severe in Jackson County after Quantrill's men left. Redleg raids plundered Jackson and Cass Counties, and a great deal of that was conducted by Col. William Penick's men and the jayhawkers stationed in Independence. Penick made it a standard practice to assassinate anyone who was suspected of being in sympathy with the guerrillas. Smith noted that Penick hanged Sam Kimberlin, a fifty-one year old farmer with six children, on November 8 from a rafter in Kimberlin's own barn...."
From "The Family Saga: A Collection of Texas Family Legends," 2003, relating account of Eleanor Monroe of Sherman County entitled 'Civil War Casualty,' at pp. 84-85
"...But even as the family grieved, news spread that Isaiah had tunneled had tunneled his way to freedom and escaped under the very noses of the Union soldiers. The chagrined officers combed the countryside to capture him. A group of cavalry men descended upon the Kimberlin farm. The commanding officer demanded that Samuel tell them where Isaiah was hiding. Samuel refused. Angry and frustrated, the soldiers dragged Samuel to the barn; they threw a rope over the rafter; and they hanged him. Eliza and her daughters looked on with horror.... The smell of smoke permeated the crisp, autumn air. Arminta Jane looked back. The farmhouse was ablaze...."