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and promise to give satisfaction both in prices
and quality of lumber. Orders left at the store of
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Volume LV.
[~Federal Union Established In 1829. |
LBouthern Recorder “ “ 1819.!
Consolidated 1872.
Milledgeville, Ga., Juke 9, 1885.
Number 48.
EDITORIAL GLIMPSES. The Superiority of the Olden Times.
Dentistry.
DR. H MTcLARKE*
YyOIlK of any kind performed in ac-
» * cordance with the latest and most im
proved methods.
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Milledgeville. Ga.. May 15th, 1SS3. 44
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Tax Notice.
M V Tax Books at e now open and I am
ready to receive the Tax Returns of
Baldwin County for the year 1885.
My office is at the Carriage and Furni
ture store of L. W. Davidson, where I will
lie in attendance daily from 9 o'clock, a. m.
until 5 o’clock, p.m., until June 1st, at which
time my Books will tie closed, all who fail
to give in by that time will be placed on
llelaulter’s List.
HUNTER McCOMB,
Tax Deceiver.
Milledgeville. (March 30th. ’85. 38 2nt.
Notice.
Court House to Build.
GEORGIA, Baldwin County.
Office of Ordinary.
O BALED Bids or Proposals will be
*'■* received at this office, until 10
o’clock, A. M., on Thursday, the 9th
day of July, 1885. for the building of
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ville, for said county, on the old Court
House site.
Plans and specifications for said
Court House can be seen in this office,
or at the office of McDonald Bros.,
Architects, Louisville. Kv.
The House must lie covered with
Slate, and four offices to be made
strictly lire proof. The entire first
floor to be made of durable and hand
some tiling. All rooms above the first
floor to be ceiled overhead with nar
row ceiling and all plastering to have
a hard finish. The House to be con
structed of Brick and Granite and the
Contractor to furnish everything nec
essary to complete the building for the
uses intended. Quarterly advances
will be made on the work as it pro
gresses, reserving twenty-five per cent,
on the value thereof.
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contract with two good and solvent
securities, will be required of the suc
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Mr. C. Z. McCord, of Augusta, is
one of the Board of Visitors to Ath-
Charles DenJoy, of I ndiana, has suc
ceeded John Russell Young, as United
States Minister to China.
The flood was very disastrous at
Waco, Texas, loss estimated at $ 100,-
000 not including railroad property.
When Howell Cobb was Secretary
of the Treasury the entire force em
ployed numbered 533; it #>\v numbers
3.580.
We are reliably informed that At
lanta beefsteak is so tough you can't
stick a fork in the gravy.—Tel. &
Mess.
The Stonewall Fire Company, of
Chester, will send as a wedding pre
sent to Miss Julia Jackson, daughter of
“Stonewall,” a dozen handsome ster
ling silver forks.
The Episcopalians of the Diocese of
Illinois voted down a proposition to
allow female members to vote at elec
tions of church officers, the clergy vo
ting yeas 11, nays 24; parishes voting
yeas *6, nays 24. Perhaps this is the
better policy.
Senator Edmunds has pledged him-
seirto urge the passage of a law in
congress to assist Indians to a higher
civilization.
That ought to have been done long
ago, and if it had been done, these
recent massacres would not have oc
curred, but their perpetrators should
not be allowed to escape a swift re
tribution for their horrid atrocities.
We copy the following which we
find in the Augusta Chronicle: Sena
tor Voorhees says that Mr. Cleveland
told him that he intended to remove
every Republican office holder of any
prominence at the verv earliest possi
ble moment. “The President,” said
the Senator, “assured me that not one
of them would be left. The only de
lay now would simply be that which
was absolutely necessary to secure
good men to put in their place.”
The Greensboro Home Journal says
in substance Major John W. Green was
at White Plains and adds that by the
10th of June the Georgia road propo
ses to survey a line on this route from
White Plains to Union Point and
doubtless the result will be the con
struction of a road between those
points. Major Green is a great rail
road manager anil will do whatever
he promises. This need not interfere
with the building of a road from
White Plains to some point on the
narrow guage road. Such a road i
greatly tlesired by the jieople of Han
cock and Green.
The city council of Augusta has de
dined the petition of the Central rail
road to allow the Port Royal and
Augusta and Knoxville railroad to
connect their tracks through the city.
Hon. JohnS. Davidson, city attorney,
has shown that the city council if
disposed to do it has not for the pres
ent the right to grant the prayer of
the petitioner. The people of the city
are opposed to it. The city council
declined to grant it. We merely state
the result. The proceedings had by
council auil citizens with the clear
exposition of thefacts adduced by the
city attorney fill many columns in
the Chronicle which renders it im
possible for us to make room for it.
Tho general feeling on the subject iu
the city is one of satisfaction at the
result.
The references to woman are as
ungallant as they are unjust. She
is to be treated ns a child, and ns such
contemptuously pardoned for her
short- comings. “You should lecture
neither child nor woman;” it would be
a waste of time. Her inteligence, too,
is underrated. “Her hair is long, her
wits short!” It is she who as a mother
“makes the house and mars it,” and
she is classed with good wine as “a
sweet poison.” But it must be admit
ted that in this want of gallantry the
Turk is far surpassed by the Persian,
who says “The dog is faithful, woman
never.” The lover is regarded as a
lunatic, unfit for the society of his
fellows. “If you are in love fly to the
mountains,” for “Lover and king
brook no companion.” He is “blind”
and distance is nothing to him; for
him “Bagdod is not for,” and the
only cures for this malady are “travel
and patience.” A word of advice to
those about to marry; “Marry below
you, but do not marry your daugh
ter above you:” and “Choose cloth
by its edge and a wife by a her
mother.”—London Spectator.
THE DAUGHTER OFTHE SOUTH
The Marriage of Miss Julia Jackson
in Richmond.
Richmond, Va., June2.— Miss Julia
Jackson, daughter of the late General
T. J. (Stonewall) Jackson, was mar
ried this evening to William E. Chris
tian. of this city. The ceremony took
place in the Second Presbyterian
church, Rev. Moses D. Houge, D. 1)..
pastor, officiating. He was assisted
by Rev. W. H. Christian, father of
the groom. The church was crowded
with a brilliant assemblage of the elite
of Richmond, the bridal party, includ
ing the friends of the contracting
parties from South Carolina, Ken
tucky, Tennessee, Maryland, Wash
ington, D. C., North Carolina. New
York and this state. Mrs. Jackson,
the mother of the bride, lifis lived
here for some time past, and her
daughter lias been greatly admired
and esteemed both here and elsewhere.
The bridal presents were numerous
and handsome, many of them coming ^
from former comrades in arms of
General Jackson. Generals Beaure
gard and Joseph E. Johnston and
Hon. W. W. Corcoran, of Washington,
being among the donors. Mr. and
Mrs. Christian left to night for the
south.
Sayings of an Evangelist.
The Saint Louis Globe-Democrat
prints the following sayings of Brother
Sam Jones, the “Whoopin’ Evange
list.” who is now stirring up the State
of Tennessee:
You don't believe what you don't
understand. Do you understand why
some cows have horns anil some are
inuley?
You don’t believe what you don't
see. Did you ever see vour back
bone?
I used to dance, but when I wanted
a wife 1 went to the prayer meeting,
and 1 beat your sort, too.
There is more religion in laughing
than in crying. If religion consists in
crying, I have the best boy in the
world.
When the doctor says you can't
live but an hour you'll want just such
a preacher as is talking to you.
God bores through the top of a
man’s head to his heart, and on down
to his pocket.
The lawyer who knows as little
about Blackstone and the Supreme
Court reports as the average Chris
tian does about the Bible would ne
ver have but one case. The sheriff
would be his next client.
If Brother Barbee would draw the
line where the Lord wants him to draw
it there would not be a hundred mem
bers left in the church.
The back door of the church ought
to be opened once a year, and
give all who have not lived up to its
rules an opportunity to pass out.
AD ALINA PATTI, the great song
stress, says of Solon Palmer's Per
fumes, Toilet Soaps and other Toilet
articles : “I unhesitatingly pronounce
them superior tb any I ever used.”
Principal Depot, 347 and 376 Pearl st.,
New York. 44 (it
INo one venerates the past, the old-
: en tune, more than we do. We vener
ate its customs and excellencies, and
1 cherish, alwavs, a feeling of love for
j early years, scenes of recollection, full
! of incident, hopes and joys, never to
be forgotten; but we cannot feel as
| some do, that nothing modern can be
equal to the past; that recent ideas
and improvements are innovations
upon the sacred past in respect to
morals, virtue, honor, talent and
worldly wisdom. Such persons are
apt to look upon schemes for public
improvement, and inventions for the
public benefit, with a sneer anil even
doubt the practical usefulness of new
discoveries and inventions and of re
cent origin, but as, merely, the rehash
of what was known in the “good old
times” that have gone, and which can
never be exceeded in superlative
wealth and merit. It is true there
may be fewer Miltons, Bacons, Shake
speare?. and some others, now, than
three centuries ago, but it must be
remembered that they alone, dazzled
the world by their genius, while the
great mass of mankind was compara
tively in intellectual darkness. Be
hold the thousands who have since, if
they have not equalled those shining
lights, have approximated them, go
ing high, if the}* did not reach the
summit of those immortal men. All
historical readers are aware of the
great advances made in the sixteenth
century, and the still greater advances
in the seventeenth, and the culmina
tion of improvements in the eigh
teenth century. These constant
changes and advancements show that
the world lias been moving on, step
by step, in all the arts, until it may
with truth be said, that, at this day,
in discoveries, in science, in literature,
in invention, in politics, in govern
ment anil everything else, the splen
dors of past ages, are obscured in the
wonderful visions of present illumina
tion. Such men as Shakespeare are
the creations of a thousand years,
and it may take as long a time to pro
duce another like him. He lived in a
dark age compared with the present.
Far back of him, thousands of years,
lived Homer and Virgil. But they
were lights in the universal darkness
of the mental world. In the days, re
ferred to, they knew nothing of the
steam engine, the telegraph, the rail
roads, and many other inventions
which have added so much to human
progress and the glory of scientific in
vention. This talk of “good old
times,” has been the song of visiona
ries in all ages of the world. Since
the Christian era there has been a pro
gression in civilization and human
comforts, but it was slow in many of
the centuries. Three wonderful in
ventions, gunpowder, printing anil
the steam engine, obliterate any claim
that can be made of the superiority
of any former age. If the press had
existed in the Roman Empire, it is
doubtful whether its downfall would
have occurred, but certainly its over
throw would never have been follow
ed by the obscurity of the so-called
dark ages.
It would have maintained a con
stant intellectual improvement of man
kind. The press, with all its power
to enlighten, has not prevented
changes and a temporary loss of liber
ty, but if left free, it is the most pow-^
erful of all agencies to make a people
stand like the aroused lion, resolute,
unterrifieil and invincible in their own
■strength. In the long ago, “good old
times”—the oceans and rivers were
ploughed by cock-boats and light
vessels which any light storm could
endanger and wreck. What were
they compared with our modern
stately ships anil men of war, which
can encounter in safety the raging
tempests of the sea. Here and there,
in former ages, a brilliant light ap
peared in a world of darkness, incom
petent to comprehend it. Now all the
■civilized nations are illuminated with
intellectual splendors.
Still there is some reason for us, for
the American people, to look back,
we hope not with vain regrets, to
‘’good old times.” We have risen from
three millions of people to nearly six
ty millions and we can invoke the
spirits of martyred heroes, brave men
anil patriots, who sealed the cause of
liberty with their blood, and hold
them up to justify our love and vener
ation for them, and our unceasing ad
miration of those “good old times, ’
when the States were free, sovereign
and independent. Do we still stand
on the foundations built anil cement
ed by the blood of our ancestors? We
are driven by events to fear that we
are a puny generation in moral and
political stature, compared with our
gigantic forefathers who turned over
to their successors the wisest and
grandest system of government that
was ever confided to man. The Re
publican party, in its blind and pitia
ble supremacy, declared in its plat
form that our government is ajconsoli-
dation of all the people of all the so-
called States into one great mass, thus
repudiating the independence and
sovereignty of the States. It is true
the Republican party was defeated by
a small majority, but lias the Demo
cratic party resisted by words the
dogma of the Republicans? Ex-Presi
dent Davis said a few days since to a
personal fneml, Dr. A. Y. P. Garnett,
of Washington, D. C., who, in a trip
South, called upon him:
“The respect, love and venemtion
for the Constitution which animated
citizens of the United States before
the war had now departed froiii our
people, and that the system of Gov
ernment erected by our forefathers
existed, only in name; that there were
elements of disintegration and disrup
tion at work in our midst which could
only be restrained and belli in check
by force; that the underlying and fun
damental principles on which our sys
tem of Government was erected, anil
upon which the Constitution, as it
was before the war, rested, are fast
becoming obsolete, forgotten by old
men and never learned by the young;
that under the rule of Republicanism
during the war and subsequent to it
the Constitution was made of a rope
of sand, and that whilst this party of
so-called liberal ideas was proclaiming
universal freedom and equality on the
one hand, they were tearing down
and blotting out the very safeguards
and defences which alone under our
form of Government could secure it to
them.”
Mr. Davis is right, and the saddest
feature in his statement is his al
lusion to the young. We fear it is
true; they are indifferent and are mak
ing no effort to acquaint themselves
with this history of the confederation
anil its once revered constitution.
Mr. Stephens wrote his history of
the war between the States, in part,
to prove that the States had the right
to sedede. He disapproved the policy
but maintained the right. No one
desires to renew the conflict, but Mr.
Stephens wanted to appeal to the
people never to abandon a doctrine of
State sovereignty, but to stand by it
as the work of the Fathers, trusting
that, in the course of human events,
it would be recognized as the rock of
their political salvation. Were we to
take the time we could make fifty ex
tracts from his great work to show
that lie held to, ami never yielded an
iota of his opinion that the Union was
a confederation of free, sovereign and
independent States. No one will have
the hardihood to deny this and chal
lenge us to the proof.
In all the centuries of time, the old
American revolution—the triumph of
our ancestors, succeeding seven years
of bloody war against the greatest
power on earth, aided by the ferocious
savages of the forest, the recognition
separately, of each colony by King
George III, as a free, sovereign and
independent Nation of the earth and
their formation, as such, of a grand
confederation, was the grandest and
most hopeful scene for human liberty
and happiness that the world ever
saw; and its destruction would ex
hibit on the part of the people, the
most notorious, horrible anil disgrace
ful exhibition of political liberticide
that ever blackened the pages of his
tory. That work of confederation
and its existence up to the election of
Abraham Lincoln—nearly 80 years—
was the golden age of our country
and those years were ^the “good old
times,” to which patriots look back
with unspeakable pride, to be follow
ed, if centralism takes the place of
confederation, with indescribable hor
ror and regret,
LETTER FROM ALABAMA.
Alabama, May 29tli, 1885.
Editors Union & Recorder:
Dear Sirs:—I left Macon, Ga., a
week ago to be present at a reunion
of Dr. Samford’s family, at Auburn,
Ala. I stopped one night in Colum
bus, where 1 was most pleasantly en
tertained in the family of Dr. Win.
Gueatier, one of Columbus’ best pliy-
cians. While there I met Rev. Louis
Dowdell, one of Alabama's noted di
vines. As the train for Alabama did
not leave until 10 a. in., in spite of the
showery morning, we had a stroll
through the city. Columbus is too
well known to Georgians for criticisms
or comments from my pen, suffice to
say we were most favorably impress
ed. I saw some sewer work going
on and the pipes from Stevens Bros’.
Pottery were extensively used. As
we walked, we chatted of Dr. Hay-
gooil, the missionary anil the brave,
pure pioneer and the important and
difficult work before him; of the W.
C. T. U., and the good work they
were accomplishing; the Interna
tional series of S. S. Lessons, which
are attracting so much discussion at
present, and last, but not least, of the
wonderful Sam Jones, whom we had
known from childhood. Sam Jones,
consecrated by his mother’s death, in
early childhood, gathered and pre
served through youth up to manhood,
snatched as a brand to “warn my
people.” The people in Nashville
have appreciated him and show that
there was good done there, and that
Sam has, like a boiling cauldron, dis-
pursed the scum; but now we are at
the depot, and just in time for tickets
and baggage. So bidding our kind
friends farewell, we waived an adieu
and took our seat by Col. Russell, the
well noted journalist of Opelika, and
were most pleasantly and instructive
ly entertained upon railroad matters
and other subjects. As we sped along
noting the nice crops and well work
ed fields, thirsty for rain, our atten
tion was arrested. “Do you know Col.
W. J. Samforil, of Lee, son of Dr. W.
F. Samford?” As I was an invited
guest to these gentlemen’s houses, I
was pleased to hear something of
them. “Well sir—Col. W. J. Sani-
ford is on* of the brightest stars Ala
bama has. The old Doctor is too
well known for comment. You have
seen his late article in the Alabama
Advocate. He is a most wonderful
man, and his memory is fine. That
article on Dr. Mitchell could not be
beat. I understand lie is preparing
an article for the press upon the unity
of the races, that will wake up Hay-
good and many others. He is the
best informed man I ever knew, sir. 1
tell you as Warwick, says, he is better
known in the United States than any
man. I should like to see him tackle
Beecher, Talmage, Darwin, or any
body.” I laughed at his enthusiasm.
“But,” said he. “I meant to tell you
of Col. W. J. Samford. Did you fever
hear of his speech upon Railroad
matters?” Did not. “He's too mod
est to blow his own horn, but I will
give it one blast. He spoke before
the Legislature in Alabama four hours
and every particle of ground was can
vassed, every legal point brought out,
discussed and hammered down, and
the whole city gathered to hear him. I
understand he is going to deliver an
address during the commencement
exercises at the University; but here
we are at Yongsborough, that sir is
Ills 1k>use; what aconcourse of people.”
The conductor volunteered the infor
mation. ‘'His sisters and their fami
lies.” “You stop here—glad to have
met you—good day.”
After a sojourn of several days,
joiningthe pleasant party of sisters,
we reached Auburn, the home of the
old Doctor, and was most cordially in
vited to partake of his hospitalities.
While there, .met his sous, C. A. L.
Samford, a partner in law of Col. W.
J. Samford, and his youngest son,
Rev. N. P. D. Samford, of Burke
county, Georgia. Met, also, Dr. A.
A. Lipscomb, who was the guest of
Col. W. C. Dowdell, a brother-in-law
of tlie old Dr. Samford. We were in
vited to attend the marriage of Dr.
Lipscomb’s son, to Miss Kate Dow
dell. Dr. Lipscomb is very venerable
and came over to perform the cere
mony. Will tell you all about it next
week. Yours Rufus C. Smith.
A WALKING SKELETON.
Mr. E. Springer, of Mechanicsburg,
Pa., Avrites: “I was afflicted with
lung fever and abscess on lungs, and
reduced to a walking Skeleton. Got
a free trial bottle of Dr. King's New
Discovery for Consumption, which
did me so much good that I bought a
dollar bottle. After using three bot
tles, found myself once more a man.
completely restored to health, with a
hearty appetite, and again in fiesli of
43 lbs.
Call at E. A. Bayne’s Drug Store
and get a free trial bottle of this cer
tain cure for all Lung Diseases. Large
bottles $1.00.
Tucson, Ariz., May 80.—A Silver
Citv dispatch savs the bodies of Col.
Philips and his family, who.were mur
dered bv Apaches, have been brought
in, all of them in a horribly mutilated
condition. A daughter had been
hung alive bv a meat hook struck in
the back of lier head, and Mrs. Philips
liad her eyes gouged out and her
breasts cut off, and was otherwise
brutally mangled. Citizens of this
place are frantic that such outrages
should be perpetrated without a
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THE SORREL HAIR;
—OR—
What Became of the old Leather
Trunk.
BY TtTT.T. arp.
Atlanta Constitution.
Benson was his name—Tom Benson.
He moved to our county and purchas
ed a snug little farm in the valley
about eight miles from town. He had
a wife and three children and a negro
man named Dick. When Benson
came into the settlement there was a
little cloud came with him—a cloud
over his reputation for honesty. It
was whispered around that his nabors
who lived near his old home were will
ing for him to go. for they said that
his hogs and his sheep increased fast
er than was natural and their’s de
creased in some mysterious manner.
But still Benson was a member of
the church and being gifted with lan
guage would sometimes talk and ex
hort in meeting anil lead in prayer.
He was emotional and fervent and
soon made friends in his new home,
and the cloud for a time dispersed.
Mrs. Benson was a woman of good
family, she was well mannered and
industrious, hut had a kind of plead
ing pitiful expression as though she
was living under apprehension of
trouble. Benson had family prayer
night and morning, and always pray
ed loud and a good long time; liis ne
gro man Dick came regularly to pray
er and said amen and amen in good
Methodist fashion, but Dick soon got
under a cloud and it got larger and
blacker as time rolled on, for the na
bors said there was a rogue in the set
tlement. Chickens were missing and
the mill had been broken open, and
Dick liad carried chickens to town to
sell one Saturday night. The rela
tions between Dick and his master
were very confiding—much more so
than was usual between master and
slave. They were companions and
consulted with each other, and this
was after while talked about to Ben
son's prejudice. If Dick stole chick
ens and sold them who had the money?
that was the question. Some little
debts that had followed Benson from
his old home, and he had been sued in
the magistrate’s court and had paid
them little by little and it was a mys
tery where he got the money for his
crop was not harvested and he had
nothing te sell. But still Benson got
along and met the brethren on the
Sabbath with a cheerful face and pray
ed and exhorted as usual. There is
one other fact, an important fact that
must be mentioned. Benson owed a
balance of five hundred dollars of pur
chase money upon his place and had
been sued for it in the circuit court.
Three miles below him farther down
in the vally lived a respectable old
gentleman whose name was Montague.
He had raised a numerous family, but
five of his sons and as many daughters
were all married and most of them had
settled in the naborhood and were es
tablished and comfortable upon farms
the old gentleman hail given them, for
he was quite wealthy. He was a solid
man of primitive habits, a member of
the Presbyterian church and exempla
ry in all his conduct saving the suspi
cion that he was a little too fond of
gold, and when he loaned it exacted
too high a rate of interest. He lived
off of liis “intrust,” as he called it, and
he firmly believed that his gold was
his. His loans were generally made
to thrifty, prosperous men, but the
poor and distressed were turned away
with the assertion that he did not
have a cent in the world. He called
his pocket the world but his money
was kept in an old hair trunk.
The weight of many years had dim
med the old man’s sight and almost
stopped up his ears. His aged wife
was also deaf, but otherwise they were
in gooil health and almost every Sun
day there was a gathering there of
children and grand children and the
old couple were going down to the
grave most happily considering their
wants anil their ambition. Sometimes
they had one or more of their numer
ous posterity to stay over night with
them, hut most generally they were
alone in the great big house, and the
old man’s gold was in the old hair
trunk under his bed. His numerous
slaves and domestic servants occupied
the cabins close by. They were faith
ful and obedient, for most of them
had been born in his household and
knew no king but “master” and no
queen bht “old mistis,” and they were
proud of his wealth and his dignity.
One rainy morning in the spring
of the year there was a wild alarm in
the Montague household. The old
hair trunk was gone. Mr. Montague
never failed to give a glance that way
when he arose. It was his habit as
fixed as putting on his garments. He
thought at first that his old eyes de
ceived him and he stooped down anil
felt for it with outstretched hand.
Hastily dressing himself he looked the
room again anil discovered a window
up—a back window that looked upon
the garden. It had not been raised
for months. His wife had noticed his
unusual manner and got up hastily
and heard his exciteil voice and saw
his miserv as he exclaimed “gone—it’s
gone—the trunk, look at the window,”
and he sank down in pitiful despair.
The old lady hurried to the open
window and looked upon the ground
and saw nothing but a box—an old
box that the robber had stood upon.
Tottering to tin* door she screamed
for the servants and they ,came and
and thev screamed too and sounded
the alarm; then came the negroes
generally from out their cabins, for it
was not yet sunrise, and the wild panic
began. The ball was opened, “Fore
God deys stole old master’s trunk,
fore Goil dey is—tuk it outen de win
der—fore God dey did.” Run Bob,
run Jesse, run Jake, run children, run
for mas John for mas Tom and mas
George—run for everybody and tell
’em come quick run honey, don’t
stop nary niinit.” And they did run.
in less than an hour the children and
many nabors come in hot baste; some
on foot and some on horseback, and
all wild with desperate energy to
catch the robbers, it did not take long
to track them through the garden and
over the garden fence and through the
cotton patch to the woods that bor
dered the clearing.
And there in the.undergrowth of oak
and pine bushes was the trunk. It
was wide open and there was no .more
money in it than there was in the old
man’s “world.” His seven thousand
dollars in gold was gone. He liad
counted it till the day before and tlie
week before anil knew the amount.
The old man tottered feebly to the
scene and cried. The shock was too
much for him. His daughters led him
back sorrowfully to the house,and as he
bowed along he shook his head and
exclaimed “Benson! Tom Benson did
it,” and he kept up the refrain, and
as the crowd passed to and fro Benson
was in every tongue and the darkeys
took it up and cried “Benson” on the
run.
Old Mr. Montague had a reason for
suspecting Benson. About two weeks
before the robbery Benson called one
morning and requested a loan of five
hundred dollars, wherewith to lift that
mortgage off of his land and save it
front sale under the sheriff's hammer.
He pleaded his great necessity in
touching language. undM'hen the old
man declared he did nor have a cent
in the “world” he grew desperate
with disappointment, and as he rose
to go pointed his linger at him and
said: "I know you have got it and
ten times over and God Almighty
will curse you with it yet before you
die.” and he left him greatly irri
tated.
The old man liad known somewhat
of Benson long years before when they
both lived in the same county, anil he
did not like him. Benson hail served
on a jury once when the old man had
a case in court and the jury found
against him on a plea of usury and
the old man lost his “intrust.” He
did not like his methods nor his Meth
odism. He could not think of any
other man in all his acquaintance
who was mean enough and smart
enough to commit the robbery, and
outside of this acquaintance it was
not possible for any one to know- he
liad anv money or where the trunk
was kept. And Dick, the black ras
cal. Dick had visited Mr. Montague’s
premises more than once on Sundays,
and had come up to the old lady's
door and saluted her and he could
have seen the trunk under the bed and
told his master where it was.
Thus the account stood, and while
the more thoughtful nabors were look
ing around the trunk in the woods
they suddenly* discovered tracks—
tracks of a horse and a mule, They
found where the iiuiuials had been
hitched while tlie. robbers went after
the trunk, anil very near by where the
mule was tied, there was a small hick
ory sapling cut off about knee high
with a slanting stroke of an axe. It
hail been long done anil the top edge
was hard and dry and sharp and there
on the point of it was a little patch of
sorrel hair. The mule had skinned
his leg and left the mark behind.
This discovery settled it and removed
all doubts, for Benson had a bay
horse anil a sorrel mule. Benson and
Dick were tlie robbers.
With hurried haste and fierce deter
mination the male members of the
Montague household and their reso
lute nabors mounted their steeds and
went galloping up the valley road to
Benson's house. Without ceremony
or invitation they entered his stable
lot and brought out the sorrel mule,
and on close inspection found a skin
ned place on his knee, and the sorrel
hair was all of a color. Benson and
Dick were there and looked on with
amazement, either feigned or real.
Poor Mrs. Benson stood in her door
with clasped hands, and looked the
picture of alarm and despair. The
children stood by their mother and
clung to her garments as they looked
in her face anil then at the crowd of
desperate men, who had invaded the
sacred precincts of their home.
The leader of the crowd made a
motion to his companions and uttered
between his teeth “take them”. Ben
son and Dick were seized and tied and
carried away. Thev were mounted
upon the mule and tlie bay, and the
party were soon beyond tlie cries and
shrieks of mother and children. An
hour's ride found them in a lonely dell
back of the Montague farm, anil there
they dismounted and prepared their
victims for confession and restitution,
or otherwise for the scourge. It was
in vain that Benson and Dick protest
ed their innocence and plead for mer
cy. They were stripped anil pinioned
to two trees not far from each other,
and as stroke after stroke brought the
warm blood spurting from their veins
they called upon God for mercy, for
man hail none. “Oh, my God,”
groaned Benson, asthe tears ran down
his face. “Oh, Mas Tom dey is killin’
of me”, screamed Dick. “Be a man,
Dick, for Jesus’sake,’’replied Benson;
anil so the scourge went on until the
avengers began to fear for tlie lives of
their victims and held a whispered
consultation. One of the more consid
erate walked away quietly and care
lessly and took another look at the
scar on the mule. Returning he talk
ed to Benson and told him how much
better it would be for him to give up
the gold, and promised that he should
not be prosecuted if he would do so,
but Benson maintained liis innocence
with prayers and tears, and the aven
gers were outdone. Salt and water
had been brought to garnish their
wounds, and half dead with pain the
victims were ’remounted and allowed
to go home. It was a sad return to a
sadder hearthstone. During the next
few weeks while Benson and Dick
were being tenderly nursed and were
slowly recovering, this bold and daring
robbery was the all absorbing topic of
the country and the town. There
were not a few who doubted Benson’s
guilt, and who openly denounced the
brutal whipping, but the Montague
family were influential in church and
state, and Benson’s naborhood was
almost solid against him. They be
lieved in liis guilt. As soon as he was
able to ride in a buggy he went to
town with his wife and there sent for
the sheriff and paid that mortgage
with live hundred dollars" in gold.
Tliis capped the climax. This, made
the Montagues desperate. The night
afterwards fifteen masked and mount
ed men visited his house again, and
seizing Benson and Dick gagged and
tied and blindfolded them anil took
them away to parts unknown. They
were kept hidden fora week, and were
alternately whipped anil starved, and
every day "brought new horrors. Ben
son endured it all with heroism, but
Dick gave up repeatedly, and when
under tlie excruciating lash would
promise to tell it all if they would
stop. Tliou he would confess his guilt
and declare that Mas Tom made him
go, and Mas Tom had de money, hut
he didn’t know whar he hid it. “Now
Dick,” Benson would say, “speak the
truth if they kill } ou—you know that
aint so, is it Dick? would you tell a
lie on your best friend Dick?” And
Dick would reply: "oh. Mas Tom dey
will kill me if I don’t tell sumfin.” As
a last resort they built up a brushlieap
and laid their victims on it and set it
on lire. The flames leaped quickly
through the dry fagots and licked
their clothes, and next their skin, and
they were hastily pulled off the heap
and their burning garments drenched
with water, and still they gave no
sign. This was the last, and the vic
tims were still alive. They were kept
two more days to recover the life that
was nearly gone, anil then during the
darkness of tlie following night were
returned again to their home.
Some two months after this the cir
cuit court convened in the county
town, and certain members of the
Montague family attended and went
before the grand jury. They exhibi
ted the patch of sorrel hair and reci
ted tlie other evidences of guilt, and
procured a true bill for robbery and
burglary in the night time. Benson
and Dick were arrested, and for lack
of friends were put in jail. In due
time Benson was put on trial. An
able counselor and eloquent advocate
was employed by him—a lawyer who
had doubt of his guilt and sympathiz
ed with his misfortune. The prosecu
tion was vigorously urged and as vig
orously defended, and resulted in a
verilict of guilty, for the patch of sor
rel hair was iu the way and proved
fatal to liberty. The case was carried
to the supreme court of the state, and
the verdict affirmed and Benson was
sentenced to the penitentiary for
twenty years. Alas, for the broken
hearted wife and weeping children.
The little farm was seized and sold for
costs of the prosecution. The father
went off in chains one way and his
wife and children another. " They re
moved to Mississippi where Mrs. Ben
son had kindred, who though they
were poor gave her a kind and wel
come home.
Benson had served three years of
his term. He was growing old and
prematurely gray, and was known a-
mong the convicts as Jeremiah, for
liis lamentations were sad and fre
quent. He grieved most of all be
cause of the taint that his conviction
entailed upon his children, and never
failed to assert his innocence to visi
tors. One day about this time his
counsel received a letter—a very re
markable letter, written and signed
by a man whose name is Robinson.
It was written in a dungeon—the dun
geon of a jail in a distant county in
this state. It was well written and
was scholarly in language, and said
in substance that the writer was
charged with robbery and burglarly.
and the evidence was conclusive and
he was only waiting the setting of the
court to plead guilty and begin the
term of his service of twenty years in
penitentiary. But there was a man
there by the name of Benson whom
he did not want to meet, for Benson
was serving and suffering for a crime
he did not commit, and if his couns
would visit the writer sufficient evi
dence would be furnished to establish
liis innocence. The letter was o fts
a character as to merit confident* an
demand immediate attention. Ihe
counsel lost no time in making the
journey; when he arrived and was ad
mitted to the prisoners cell he found
a gentleman of culture and impressive
manner—a man who looked more lika
a poet than a felon. He was surround
ed by many evidences of refinement,
81iakespeare and Byron ami various
novels were upon his'table. His cloth
ing was of fine quality and sat well
upon his well formed person. The
counsel was not long in receiving his
confession, for it was a confession of
his own guilt in committing the Mon
tague robbery. He was educated a
physician, he said and received his di
ploma from a Virginia college. In his
youth he had became fascinated with
the romances that portrayed a brig
and’s life, and after removing to St.
Louis lie was induced by some fellows
of kindred minds to join in a series
of adventures, whereby the rich and
miserly could be made to disgorge, and
the poor and needy be lifted up.
“We have” said lie. “distributed thou
sands and thousands of dollars in this
way and saved but little for ourselves,
for we enjoyed the excitement and peril
of our calling more than we enjoyed
the booty. A few years ago our line
of service was from St. Louis to Pen
sacola, and tlie old man Montague
was directly mi the route. We learn
ed that he "was a miser and that lie
hoarded his gold. The week before
he was robbed my pal and I stayed
over night with him, for he was accus
tomed to entertaining travelers. I
was riding a blooded Kentucky mare
and my companion was well mounted
on a fine large sorrel mule. That
night we made observations of tlie
plan of the house and the .surround
ings. The next morning after break
fast 1 gave tlie old man a twenty dol
lar gold piece to pay our bill, and I saw
lie was pleased to handle it. I saw
him go to his bed-room and unlock the
old hair trunk and get the change,
and he had to untie a bag of coin to
get it; then he produceil a small old
leather bound book which he said was
his travelers book. Indeed it had its
name rudely written upon tlie cover.
He asked our names, and I gave him
mine as William Thompson, of Ken
tucky. He wrote it down with a pen
cil at the top of a page, and spelled my
name without an "h” or « “p” and
marked it “paid” and left out the “i"
in that word. 1 remember these
things distinctly. We traveled on to
a little village a few miles away and
remained thereuntil the dark of the
moon. We left one evening under
pretence of visiting some friends in
the country ami then continuing our
journey southward, but by the time
it was dark we reversed our course,
and by ten o'clock we had passed old
Montague’s house, and secreted our
selves in the woods a quarter of a
mile back. There we waited until the
hour of deep sleep falletli upon man.
With our dark lantern it was easy to
find our way to the house and the
window, an J still easier in our stock
ings to take the trunk from under the
bed where tlie two old deaf persons
were sleeping. Now in that trunk we
found the seven thousand dollars in
gold, and we found the two left hand
halves of two one hundred dollar bills
on the Bank of the State of Georgia.
These two halves 1 have kept and
they will be sent you in a few days.
They are marked "letter A. and one" is
numbered 2090, and the other 2097. I
have here the supreme court reports
of this state that contains the sworn
testimony of old man Montague, and
he does not mention these bills. He
says he lost nothing but gold: but he
did, and he knew lie did, and no doubt
put the officers of the bank upon no
tice. I suppose he had sent off the
other halves in a letter and was wait
ing to hear from them before he sent
these. Now, my dear sir, what more
do yon want? is'this not enough to re
lease Benson?”
It surely is, said the counsel. He
sent the jailor for a magistrate and
had Dr. Robinson sworn to his confes
sion, and was preparing to leave when
the doctor arose and said: “One
tiling more, my dear sir. I have been
here long enough-to review my life
and consider my great mistake. I
have not done bodily harm to any one
in pursuing my unlawful a vocation
but I have brought dishonor upon my
only child. .She has no mother, and
is living with her grandmother, and
they know nothing of my manner of
life. It has been two years since I saw
them, but they have not suffered for
anything. My gold watch and chain
is very valuable, and 1 will have it
sent you so that you may send it to
her, i shall never see her again,” and
his voice trembled anil fell as lie utter
ed the last sentence.
The counsel learned that Robinson
liad lately robbed an old man in that
naborhood of four thousand dollars
and had blundered in his boldness, for
he was pursued, surrounded and
caught with the money on his person,
The twenty years sentence would
about wind up'iiis life, and he knew
it and was resigned to his fate. He
had taken his chances and lost.
In a few days after the attorney re
turned to his home he received a let
ter enclosing the half bills. The letter
was mailed in Louisville. Ky.. and
said this only, “by direction of my
fr/end 1 enclose you these half bills."
There was no signature. He imme
diately interviewed Montague’s attor
neys and submitted everything to
them. They began the pursual of the
long confession with a careless incre
dulity but as they read along a change
came over them—a change from doubt
to conviction, and when the half bills
were exhibited the elder attorney said
with emotion: “He is innocent—no
man knew of those half lulls but Mr.
Montague and myself—I charged him
to keep it a secret, for 1 thought the
robber would seek to collect them
from the bank and it would give us a
clue to the gold.” Let it be mention
ed here that on the trial of Benson he
was unable to prove the fact that Mrs.
Benson’s father had sent her the five
hundred dollars that saved the farm
from sale. He was old and bed-ridden
and could not attend court, for he
lived a hundred miles away and the
friend who brought the money was on
his way to the West and could not be
heard from in time. So the gold that
he paid the sheriff remained unac
counted for and was a weight it
scale of evidence—a weight not as
heavy as the little patch of sorrel
hair, but witii both together his con
viction was sealed.
Next morning, which was Sunday,
the counsel on both sides went down
to Montague’s. Sons and sons-in-law
had gathered there as usual to spend
the day and comfort the aged ances
tors. In due time the lawyers made
known their mission and exhibited all
their proofs. The Itravelers book was
called for, and there at the top of a
page was Win. Thompson's name, and
the spelling was just as it was sworn
to and the date was correct, and tne
half bills were identified, for the oiu
man had made a cross mark upon the
corner of each. The children were
reluctantly convinced, but the o
man shook his head solemnly and de
clared it all a lawyers trick. ^ tne
travelers took my money, _ •
“Benson told them where it
Benson helped them. He refused
utterly to sign a petition to tne g
ernor for BensoA’s release, but the
sons and sons-in-law all signed it after
an assurance that Hensoiis s couns^
would not advise or take a fee to sue
or prosecute them for damages, for by
this teue it was pretty well known
who the masked men w ere.
Benson’s attorney proceeded next
day to Milledgeville which was then
the state capital. Howell Cobb was
the governor—a man of great tender
ness of heart. and when the whole
case was made fully known to him lie
said with much feeling: "The poor old
man; what sufferings of mind and
body he has endured. I have noticed
him everv time I have visited the con
victs, and wondered if there was not
possibly some mistake. He had a
pleading and heart-broken look. Let
us go there at once and release him.”
V/lien the warden called Benson to
them, it was with a choking utterance
that the governor made known their
mission. It came upon the poor man
with a shock of surprise and joy that
sunk him to his knees, and he went
like a child. “The Lord be praised > ”
he exclaimed, “I said that though He
slay me yet would I trust in Him. Oh
my wife and my children—thank God’
thank God, for His mercy endureth
forever.” His rhapsody knew no
bounds, and his fellow prisoners stop
ped their work to listen and to won
der. Benson’s striped garments were
soon discarded and he was clothed in
a decent citizens dress; with glad emo
tion he bade good-bye to all, taking
each by the hand anil telling them to
trust in God and do right. On ar
riving at his county town where he
was tried and convicted he spent a
day in meeting the few friends he hail
there, and then with the means furn
ished by the governor and his counsel
continued his journey to Mississippi
m search of his family.
borne six months’ afterwards his
counsel were surprised by au unexpec
ted visit from him. He looked once
more like a man, and was clean shaved
and well dressed and had less stoop in
his broad shoulders than when thev
^ I* Old not take him
long to disclose his business. He had
a letter from an eminent lawyer of
Mississippi, advising a suit to be
brought in the Lniteil States court
against Ins lynchers, the Montagues
and their clan for damages. His form
er counsel, of course, declined liis case
which was no more than he expected
and he went to Marietta where the
federal court was held, and there pro-
cured the services of an able jurist
who at once tiled fifteen separate ac
tions against fifteen men, and in each
action hail the other fourteen sum
moned as witness by the United States
marshal. Each man was sued for ten
thousand dollars damages for his nr
rest and imprisonment and mal treat
ment while their prisoner.
Wliat a consternation was there in
the Montague settlements when the
marshal served those writs! Wliat a
shaking anil quaking of dry bones!
With what haste and alarm [did they
hurry to town and seek conference
with their lawyer! But they found
little comfort. The lawyers seemed
helpless, for they knew the power
and the rigor of the federal court.
They knew the inflexible integrity and
tlie stern justice of the old judge" who
presided, and they knew the ability
and vigor of Benson's counsel. After
nqicli consultation it was agreed that
the Montague lawyers should visit
Marietta, and if possible, effect a
compromise and take the case out of
court.
In this they succeeded. Fifteen
thousand dollars was paid over to
Benson’s counsel without delay. He
took one third of it for his fee and
Benson returned to his family with
ten thousand dollars in his pocket.
With this sum he purchased another
farm and was living happily with his
wife and children when last heard
from. And Dick was there—Dick,
who was released without trial, had
followed his mistress and washer faith
ful andjtrusty friend during his mas
ter’s imprisonment. Wy do not know
but can only imagine how he rejoiced
with her and her children when Ben
son surprised tlie long bereaved
household with his presence.
But what of Dr. Robinson, the hold
and dashing brigand—the dupe of
such romances as Jack Sheppherd and
the Robber Clifton and the Italian
bandit. In due time he was sent
to the penitentiary for twenty years.
His culture and his bearing and good
conduct soon gave him prominence
and favor with the warden.
He gave the convicts good advice
and set them a good example. He or
ganized a Sabbath school and became
fond of the scripture. He sought to
make amends for his past conduct by
reclaiming the bad men within the
prison walls. Time and again he liad
opportunities to escape but he would
not use them. He was urged to ask
for a pardon from tlie governor but he
refused, and even intimated that he
would not accept it if offered to him,
for lie declared lie hail a mission to ac
complish and there was work for him
to do that nobody else would do.
Time rolled on—Robinson had been
in service about three years. He hail
ministered like a good Samaritan a-
mong liis fellow prisoners. He nurs
ed them when sick, and though there
was a nominal physician who was
jiaiil by the government. Dr. Robinson
was the real one who used his profes
sional skill and knowledge among
them.
About this time the Avar broke out
between the states, and when a few
years after Sherman made his march
ro the sea anil Avas fast approaching
Milledgeville, Governor BroAvn went
down to the penitentiary and made
the convicts a speech. He told them
of the wrongs our people had suffered,
and of the inA’asion of our state by
armed forces, who were burning and
destroying everything in their path.
He pictured to them the utter desola
tion of those Avhom Sherman left be
hind him, and Iioav helpless women
and children Avere fleeing for their
lives to escape the brutality of foreign
hirelings. He told them he was going
to discharge them all and turn them
out, and that it did not folloAV that
thdy were not patriots because they
were cormcts. And he hoped anil
believed they Avould.stand up, fight
for, anil defend their state and their
people and kindred.
With a wild hurrah Dr. Robinson
threw up his hat and shouted: “To
arms, to arms, ye bra\’e.” He had the
kettle drum beat for volunteers, and
organized a company of 1(!0 men and
was unanimously elected captain.
Their stripes were discarded and sol
diers clothes AA’ere furnished and guns
plticedin their hands, and they march
ed forth freemen and patriots, and
joined the state troops and fought
manfully and well, but their efforts
Avere all in A-ain to arrest the onward
march of the foe. When GoA'ernor
Brown resumed the occupation of the
state capital, and the war was over,
Dr. Robinson returned singly and
alone to serve out-his sentence, but
was refused admittance. “No sir,”
said the Governor with much feeling.
“No, sir, you have no business there,
doctor, for your patients arc all gone.”
A few years ago the writer of this
reminiscence had a letter from a friend
in St. Louis. “My office,” said lie, “is
next door to that of Dr. Robinson,
Avell known to you as Montague’s rob
ber. He is practicing his profession
with success in the city. His daugh
ter is happily married and lie lives
Avith her and is highly esteemed. ’
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