During the moonshine era in TN, my husband's grandfather was a magistrate and apparently also served as law enforcement. Two men got into a moonshine-related dispute and one shot the other and killed him. His grandfather told how he went to the man's home -- unarmed --and sat down with the family to explain that he was going to have to take the man to the county seat for arrest. He obligingly went with him. After a long stretch in the "pen" the man returned to the community and finished out his life there. To apparently show he held no ill-will against anyone, on his tombstone are these words which I have always chuckled at, since they seem so out of place: "Best wishes to every body"