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NOTICE TO CONTRACTORS.
SEALED bids (or the building of a Court House
O in the town of Jefferson, Jackson county, Ga.,
will be received until 11 o’clock A. M., on Tues
day. the lirst day of July, IS7'J.
Full and complete drawings, plan and specifica
tions can be seen at the Ordinary’s office, in Jef
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Ksq., has been procured, stating that the building
has been built according to the spirit of the con
tract. mayJO H. W. BELL, Ord’y.
| J KORfilA, Jaeksoii County.
Whereas, R. J. Parks represents to the Court,
m his petition duly tiled, that he has fully admin
istered the estate of G. W. Shambly, late of said
county, deceased, and applies for Letters of Dis
mission from said estate—
This is to cite all concerned, kindred and cred
itors. to show cause, if any they can, on the first
Monday in August, 1871), at the regular term of
the Court of Ordinary of said county, why Letters
f Dismission should not be granted the applicant.
Given under my official signature, this May 7th,
1879. H. W. BELL, Ord’y.
ijKOltftlA, .1 aekson ('ouuly.
Whereas, J. S. W. and T. N. McDaniel, Ad
ministrators of William McDaniel, late of said
county, deceased, applies to me for leave to sell
the laud belonging to the estate of said deceased—
This is to cite all persons concerned, kindred
and creditors, to show cause, if any they can, at
the regular term of the Court of Ordinary of said
••unty, on the first Monday in July, 1879, why
the leave prayed for should not be granted the
applicants.
Given under my official signature, May 26th.
1879. may3o 11. W. BELL, Ord’y.
| j KOKkil.t, Jackson County.
Whereas, R. R. Wallis applies for Letters of
Administration upon the estate of W. Osborn,
late of said county, deceased —
This is to cite all persons concerned, kindred
and creditors, to show cause, if any, on the first
Monday in July, 1879, at the regular term of the
Court of Ordinary of said county, why said letters
should not be granted the applicant.
Given under my hand officially, this June 3d,
1879. junc6 H. W. BELL, Ord’y.
•lui'kwoii County.
Whereas, It appearing to the Court that the es
tate of F. M. Whitmire, late of said county, de
ceased, is without a representative and not likely
to he represented—
This is, therefore, to cite all persons concerned,
kindred ami creditors, that administration of said
estate will he vested in the Clerk of the Superior
Court, at the July term, 1879, of the Court of Or
dinary of said county, unless some valid objec
tions is made to his appointment.
Given under my hand, officially, this June 3d,
1879. juneO 11. W. 'BELL, Ord’y.
Notice.
NOTICE is hereby given that at the August
Term, 1879, of Jackson Superior Court. I
shall seek to have removed the disabilities im
posed upon me by the granting of a divorce to
Nancy E. Gordon, whose relation to me as wife
was dissolved at the August Term, 1870, of said
Superior Court.
JAS. 11. GORDON, Applicant.
J. R. SILMAN, Att’y. mayiiO-OOd
Atlanta Sf Charlotte
Air-Line Railway.
CHANGE OF SCHEDULE
OFFICE GEN’L PASS. & TICKET AGENT,)
Atlanta, Ga., June 3d, 1579. j
ON and after June Ist. Double Daily Trains
will run on this Road as follows :
DAY PASSENGER TRAIN.
(EASTWARD.)
Arrive at Lula C.4G A. M.
Leave Lula 0.48 A. M
(WESTWARD.)
Arrive at Lula 7.45 P. M.
Leave Lula 7.40 P. M.
NIGHT PASSENGER TRAIN.
(EASTWARD.)
Arrive at Lula 0.23 P. M.
Leave Lula 0.24 P. M.
(WESTWARD.)
Arrive at Lula 8.51 A. M.
Leave Lula 8.52 A. M.
LOCAL FREIGHT TRAIN.
(EASTWARD.)
Arrive at Lula 12.15 P. M.
Leave Lula 12.25 P. M.
(WESTWARD.)
Arrive at Lula 12.50 A. M.
Leave Lula 1.05 A. M.
Connecting at Atlanta for all points 5\ est and
Southwest. Connecting at Charlotte for all Las
tern points Through Tickets on sale at Gaines
' illc, Seneca City, Greenville and Spartanburg to
all points East and West.
G. J. FOREACRE, Gen. Man.
W. J. HOUSTON, G. P. & T. Ag’t.
THE FOREST NEWS.
The People their own Rulers; Advancement in Education, Science, Agriculture and Southern Manufactures.
SELECT MISCELLANY.
The Grand Rounds.
AN INTERESTING ARMY INCIDENT.
An officer of rank in the artillery was nam
ed in garrison orders as the officer of the day.
As the “grand rounds” it was his duty to
visit the garrison guards at night. Having
sat pretty late at mess and being fond of the
bottle, his gait was very unsteady when he
rose from the table to proceed to his quar
ters to dress for duty. Before dressing he
threw himself on his bed, saying :
“I’ll just snatch half an hour’s sleep ; call
me at 1 o’clock.
At 1 o’clock the servant attempted to wake
him, but without effect. The servant got the
officer upon his feet, shook him, applied wet
cloths to his head, bnt all to no purpose ; the
gentleman had been going on a short allow
ance of sleep for a week, and now nature had
taken hold of him, and, being backed by the
wine lie had drunk, held him fast. The ser
vant was almost frantic, knowing well the
consequences that would ensue if his master
did not make the grand rounds. While won
dering what course to pursue his eyes fell
upon his master’s uniform, sword, etc., al
ready laid out for him to put on. The mas
ter and servant were about a size; the cloth
ing of the one fitted the other to perfec
tion.
“ There’s no other plan ; it’s an awful risk,
but I’ll attempt it,” said the servant to him
self.
Hastily throwing off his clothing lie don
ned his master’s regimentals—the splendid
uniform of the artillery—buckled on his sword,
drew the heavy busby over his brows, and
casting an admiring look at himself in the
glass, notwithstanding his anxiety, locked
the door upon his master and went out. The
orderly was waiting in the barrack guard
room, and turned out with the guard, to pre
sent himself.
“Go ahead !” said the pseudo officer.
“ Which guard first, sir ?”
“The magazine guard.”
The orderly led the way. Guard after
guard was visited, and the servant began to
enjov the masquerade. It was something un
usual for him to be announced as grand
rounds, and to have a guard present arms to
him. There was no suspicion that the mas
ter and servant nail changed places for the
time being, although the subaltern officer in
charge of the main guard perhaps felt a liUle
nettled to have his friendly salutation, alter
the guard had been turned in, responded to
so gruffly.
On returning to the quarters the servant
found his master still sleeping. Unable to
resist the temptation to admire himself once
more in the glass, the servant paraded up and
down the room, casting sidelong glances at
the mirror. While so doing, the offlcer
awoke. lie was not a little surprised to see
what appeared to be himself strutting up and
down the apartment, lie soon discovered,
however, that the apparition was his servant,
and, anxious to know what the unusual mas
querade was for, kept quiet. The servant,
after two or three turns, sat down and lei
surely drew off the spurred boots, divested
himself of other articles of uniform in their
order, and then heaving a sigh, said:
“ It’s well over.”
“ I should think it is,” cried the officer ;
“ what d'ye mean, you rascal, by putting
yourself into my uniform, eh?”
“ I didn't know you were awake, sir ; do
you know what time it is?”
The officer had forgotten that he was on
duty, but it now flashed upon him at once.
Jumping from the bed he looked at his watch.
“ Half-past 4 ! I’m ruined !”
Then, turning to the servant, he said:
“ Now, then, why didn’t you call me at 1
o’cleck? Do you know what you’ve done?”
“ Sir, I might as well have tried to awaken
a dead man. I used every means to wake
you, and you will see by the stains on your
linen that I even deluged your head with
water.”
“ Too late to take the guards now,” groaned
the officer; “the night has passed away and
the day is breaking.”
“ Never mind, sir ; cheer up ! The grand
rounds’ visited the guards; everything is
correct. Just make out your report as if you
had taken the guards.”
“ What d’ye mean?”
“ I mean that I have been the ‘ grand
rounds’ to night, and acted tho part so well
that not a soul suspected but that it was you.
Now you know why 1 had on your uniform.”
The officer stared at his man a moment.
“ Doyou mean to say that you have persona
ted me and taken the guards?”
“ Yes, sir ; that’s it. I personated you.”
The oflieer grasped the servant’s hand:
“ Ashton,” said he, “ you have done me a
great service to night. I shan’t forget it.”
Nor did he forget it, and the servant kept
his counsel so well that the incident would
never have become known but for the officer
himself, who blurted it out one evening while
in his cups, to some of his associates. The
story was too good a one to keep, audit quickly
spread over the garrison. The authorities,
however, paid no attention to it, and the
officer did not sutfer from the expose.
JEFFERSON, JACKSON COUNTY, GA., FRIDAY, JUNE 27,1879.
The Mule.
The mule is the only animal that Noah
didn’t take into the ark with him. I have
looked over the freight list carefully, and
could not see a mule way-billed for any place.
So clear headed a man as Noah did not dare
to take one on board, as he knew it would
kick a hole through her in less than a week.
I don’t know a man on whose head you could
pour quicksilver and run less risk of its run
ning off than on Noalf s. He was a dread
fully level-headed man, and before the freshet
was over everybody on earth realized that
fact.
The origin of the mule is inveloped in a
good deal of mystery. Tradition informs us
that when the flood had subsided, and the Ark
had laid on Mount Ararat, Noah was very
much surprised in one of his observations to
find a good, healthy mule standing on the top
of an adjoining mountain. The same tradi
tion informs us that the mule is the only ani
mal that lived through the flood outside the
ark.
The mule can be considered in a good many
ways, though the worst place to consider him
is directly from behind, anywhere within a
radius of ten feet. I never consider a mule
from that point unless I am looking out
through the flue of a boiler.
The word mule comes from the Greek, and
signifies “to stop,” and the mule himself
comes to a stop also. Like multiplied by
like produces like. Grasshoppers multiplied
by grasshoppers produce a famine, and pota
to bugs multiplied by potato bugs produce a
rise in the price of j r east. But when you try
to multiply mules they don’t multiply, and
hence the word mule. You may study your
arithmetic and read through all of Train’s
lectures, but you can’t discover why that i9
so any more than you could why a woman
cannot put on a rubber without leaning against
something.
The mule has one more leg than a milking
stool, and he can stand on one and wave the
other three round in as many different direc
tions. He has only three senses, hearing,
seeing and smelling. He has no more sense
of taste than a stone jug, and will eat any
thing that contains nutriment, and he don’t
care two cents whether it be two per cent, or
ninety-nine. All he asks is to pass him
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handy round the pantry, and he won’t go
away and blow how poor the steak is. He
cats just whatever is set before him and asks
no questions.
If I were to have a large picture of inno
cence to hang up in my parlor, and I did not
wish to sit for it myself, I should get a correct
likeness of a mule. There is innocence
enough depicted in a male's countenance to
fit out a Sunday School class. It looks as
guileless as an angel worm.
A mule never grows old or dies. Once
brought into existence he continues on for*
ever. The original mule is now alive some
where in the South, and is named Robert
Toombs, because he is so stubborn.
Mules arc chiefly found in the South and
West. They have been more abused than
Judas Iscariot. A boy who would not throw
a stone at a mule when he got a chance would
be considered by his parents as too mean to
raise.
The mule is a good worker, but he cannot
he depended on. lie is liable to strike, and
when a mule strikes human calculation fails
to find out any rule by which he will go to
work again. It is useless to pound him, for
he will stand more beating than a sitting room
carpet. He has been known to stand eleven
days in one spot, apparently thinking of some*
thing, and then start off again as though noth-
ing had happened.
Down South, when they have a surplus of
small darkeys on the plantation, they send
them out into the barnyard to play where
there is a loose mule. They always bid them
good-bye when they start out, for they are
sure the parting will be final. This is the
most equinomical style of funeral now in the
market.
To fully appreciate the mule one should
listen to his voice. You can really never
know whether you like a mule or not until
you have heard him sing. 1 attended a mule
concert at Fort Snelling. The programme
opened with a soprano solo and then swung
into a duet, and then pranced off into a trio,
followed up by a quartette, and ending with
a full chorus of 150 mules. I didn’t hear the
whole thing, for when I came to, the regi
mental surgeon was standing over me, giving
me powerful restoratives, and I heard him
say that I might possibly get out again,
though I never would be a well man again.
I have been through the New York Stock
Exchange, and spent part of a day in a boil
er factory, and have been on one or two Sun
day School excursions for children, but I
never knew what a noise was until I heard a
lot of army mules bray.
One of the dead certainties about a mule is
sure-footed, especially with his hind feet. He
never misplaces them. If he advertises that
his feet will be at a certain spot at a certain
time, with a sample of mule shoes, to which
he would call your attention, you will always
find them there at the appointed time. He is
as reliable as the day of judgment, and he
never cancels an engagement. Every man
now living who drove a mule team during the
war draws a pension.
I never owned a mule. I came near buy
ing one once. He was a fine looking ani
mal ; his ears stood up like the side spires on
an episcopal church, His tail was trimmed
down so that it looked like a tar brush lean
ing up against him. He was striped off like
the American flag, and Raphael’s cherubs
never looked more angelic than that mule
did. He looked all innocence, though he was
so in no sense. The owner sat in the wagon
with his chin resting on his hand and his el
bow resting on his knee. In the other hand
he field a stick with a brad in the end of it.
I examined the mule and asked the man a few
questions, and out of mere form, inquired if
the mule was kind, or if he kicked. “ Kind ?
Kick ?” said the man, and these were the last
words he ever uttered. He reached the stick
over the front of the wagon and stuck the
brad into the mule. It was awful to see a
man snuffed out as quickly as he was. It
almost took my breath he went so suddenly.
I never saw the thread of life snap so abrupt-
ly as it did on that occasion. lie didn’t have
time to leave a message for his family. That
mule simply ducked his head, and then a pair
of heels flew out behind ; there was a crash,
a flying of splinters, and that was all; and
the next moment that mule and I stood alone,
my face covered with astonishment two feet
deep, and his covered with part of an old
bridle. The next day I read an account in
the telegraphic news of a shower of flesh in
Kentucky. I was the only man that could
explain that phenomena, and [ did not dare
to lest l should he implicated in the affair
with the other mule.
I have seen death in many forms, but don’t
recollect of ever seeing a funeral gotten up
with less pomp and display than on that oc
casion. If I had my choice, to cither work
in in a nitroglycerine factory or take care of
a mule, I should go for the factory, as in cases
of explosion there would be more possibility
of my friends finding some little mementoes
of me with which to assuage their grief. A
very small piece of me would lighten a very
big sorrow.
I will hunt round and if I find any other
facts that belong to the mnln 1 will ennrl ♦ l\nm
by express, C. O. I).
A Moral View of Smoking.
I’lease don’t smoke ! If you have not
formed the habit, keep yourself out of tempta
tion. If you are just beginning to like the
smell, perchance the taste, of a “ fragrant
Havana,” don’t go beyond the beginning. If
the habit has fairly got hold of you, shake it
off. It is much better, in every way, that you
should abstain from the filthy, inconvenient,
deleterious practice of smoking. Better for
your pocket; better for your health ; better for
your intellect; and better for your morals. And
that is just the point we are after—the animus
of our injunction. And now we know just
what will happen. Nine-tenths of those who
read this will turn at once to not less than a
good dozen of excellent poople—pious, C'hris
tiau people; folks who live virtuously and
make the world better for their living ; but
who, nevertheless, do smoke, and that habitn
ally and persistently. But, allowing this to
be true, which we do, what does it prove? Just
what can be proven by the prevalence of any
other deleterious habit— the power of divine
grace and well-settled human conviction to
withstand the tendencies of evil. A man is
not better for being the slave of a foolish or
evil habit. lie is, by so much, the worse.
Show us an excellent man who is an habitual
smoker, and we will show you one who would
be a better man were he to break the thraldom.
\Ye have two individuals in our mind (both
ministers of the Gospel, “ in good standing,’ )
both inveterate smokers. Wc have met them
frequently and under various circumstances ;
home and abroad, in the pulpit and out of
it. They are strangers to each other ; but are
both “ good fellows” and have “ lots of
friends.” When they travel, they carefully
stow away their wives and babies in the regular
passenger-car, while they repair to the “ smok
ing-car,” to enjoy their favorite weed and the
company of all the blacklegs and loafers on
the train. At the public hotels, their families
have access to the parlors, while they are driven
to the filthy bar-rooms. The society into which
their baleful habit throws them is almost in
variably pernicious, and the habit itself is a
perpetual stumbling-block in all their efforts
to lead others in the better way. The}* are in a
constant warfare with conscience, which can
not be smoked into somnolency ; and their use
fulness is impaired even beyond their own con
sciousness. We have heard these men preach ;
but never without a constant undefined sense
of their unfitness. Their moral truths always
fall short of the mark. Their exhortation are
invariably tainted with the fumes of tobacco.
When they speak of “the powers of Satan,”
we think of the powers of evil habit. When
they exhort sinners to repentance, we feel
like saying : “ Physician, heal thyself.” We
like them both. They are our personal
friends ; but we cannot withhold from them
a kind of pity, such as we feel for some ex
cellent fellow who is a slave to drink. And,
to say the turth, so far as the mere habit is
concerned, we cannot see the difference. So
wc are constrained to say of our clerical
friends : “ Nice fellows ! Pity they— smoke/’
— Packard's Monthly .
Charlie Kelly.
The Desperado and Horse Thief is Again
Looking Through the Bars—A Brief Sketch
of His Life , Etc.
Lieutenant Culp and Policeman Burch got
wind that Charlie Kelly had escaped from
the Chain Gang at Dade Coal Mines, and
that he was in the vicinity of Athens. They
at once went in pursuit of Kelly, Vnd cap
tured him about 8 miles below this city, and
lodged him in jail on last Thursday.
Having interviewed Kelly, in cell No. 3 of
Browning’s Hotel, the following tale was told :
CHARLIE KELLY'S STORY.
I am 30 years old, was born and raised
in Newton county, near Covington.
I was convicted ou circumstantial evidence
of killing Wm. Hardeman.
I was sentenced to the Chain Gang for
life on the 9th December, 1872. Was first
sent to the Georgia Western Railroad, and
from there to the Northeastern Railroad, and
thence to Stephens’ Pottery, where I escaped
the first time. I had been in the Chain Gang
from the 9th of December, 1872, until the 12th
day of June, 1875. 1 came back to Newton
county after I escaped.
My brother, Ed Kelly, who is now in the
Chain Gang for stealing a mule in Oconee
county, is not guilty. I stole the mule my
self.
IIE I.OYES HORSE FLESH.
I have stolen a great many horses. I cannot
tell how many I have stolen.
ED KELLY IS NOT GUILTY.
Kd Kelly was convicted for stealing a mule
from Marshall Bell, a negro in Oconee county.
I was passing down through Oconee county
from Madison county with a man named
Hawkins, he was riding and I was walking.
After traveling all night, we rested in a piece
of woods in the da) r , when near dinner time
I struck out to get some grub. I came to an
old negroes house and called for dinner.
(It was on a Mr. Jackson’s place in Oconee
county.) I got my dinner and a lunch, after
that I went to the woods and stayed there
until sundown. I saw two mules in an oat
patch, one was a sorrel and the other a dark
bay. I took the dark oue and the sorrel mule
followed me to Watkinsville and turned back.
1 carried the mule to Butts county and sold
it to a man and took hi3 note for $75. I
gave him titles to the mule and signed my
name as Joe Hawkins.
I then went back home. I can’t tell how
many trips I made after that.
i si.uiu a uftb' Wiuaij.
[ was pursued and they run on me at Mr.
Bigsby’s and shot at me six times. I shot
at John Hightower and clipped off some of
the locks of his hair. They got the horse
back.
I then made my way to Clay county, N. C.
I was there about two weeks, and came back
to Madison county, and from there I went
to Jackson county, and there is where I had
the shooting scrape.
Busby was with me. We run on a crowd
of men that was watching Busby’s horse. I
saw then first and drew my pistol. I said,
“ look out,” and they begged me not to shoot.
THEY LEFT.
The}' run and got out of my sight. I then
turned back, and the}' fired five or six times
at me. I laid down my valise and shawl,
and shot six times with ray Navy revolver.
I shot all the loads out of my pistol, and
from the way one of them hollowed, I thought
I had hit him in the side.
You bet, he yelled good fashion. I knew
that they had shot out all their cartridges
or they would not have stopped firing. I then
put my shawl and valise on my shoulder,
and said, now God and you, I reckon you
are satisfied. They did not say anything.
IIE WANTED TO BE HEADY.
I then left and went about two hundred
yards and reloaded my pistol, I thought I
would return, but took another notion. I did
not feel like attacking them when I knew
that they were not loaded. I believe in
giving every man an equal chance for his
life.
GOES AGAIN TO SEE lIIS FATHER.
I then left and went back to Newton coun
ty to my father’s. Busby was with me. We
made several little trips together, and I re
turned with Busby to Oglethorpe county,
where we stole INIr. Howard’s horses. Busby
had seen them before, and said that the}' were
good ones. We got there on Saturday night
and laid out in an old field until Sunday
night. We got the horses about dark. I carried
them that night to Jackson county.
1112 STEALS A BUGGY.
I stole a buggy in Jackson county. The
reason I stole the buggy is, because the man
that owned the buggy had pursued me once
and I thought I would get even with him.
We traveled 52 miles inside of 5 hours
that night by the watch. I tell you the
Howard horses were travlers. Busby was
in front on another horse.
lIE AGAIN VISITS TIIE HOME OF IIIS BIRTH.
We went back to Newton county, and got
there Monday night, and Tuesday struck for
Alabama. Erl Kelly went with us. We got
into Alabama the next Sunday morning. Ed
was going to stay in Alabama, and Busby
and myself was going on further West. The
Howard mare was very tender footed, and I
sent her back to Wedowato have her shod, and
there is where I give myself away.
STOPS WITH Ills UNCLE.
I was at my mother’s uncle. They run on
me in anew ground, and I got away and went
to my father’s uncle about three miles away.
I got there Tuesday morning.
Ills UNCLE BETRAYS IIIM.
I asked him if there had been any body
there looking for me, or if he had heard any
unusual noise that night. He told me a lie.
for I afterwards found out that there had been
a posse there looking for me the night before.
I asked him to fix me up a lunch, and he told
us to go over to a pine tree and he would
bring it. The first thing 1 knew, I saw three
S TERMS, $1.50 PER ANNUM-
I SI.OO For Six Months.
men coming from towards his house. I told
hd and Busby that there was something oti?v
We all broke and run, and I run on°to a
crowd ixf men, they ordered me to halt, I never
stopped but run to the right and run into n
second crowd, they did not seem to sec any
body but Busby, we were about 40 steps apart,
T run behind a tfee and Busby turned and
run right behind me. I had my pistol In rtry
hand, after the crowd passed on after Busby,
I turned and run off to the left and run right
upon anoldbald-headed man named liolliway.
He had my big Remington pistol that lie had
got the day before on a stump whore I had
laid it. lie shot six times at me but never
hit me. I then run into a crowd standing
behind trees. There was seven men in the
posse, they shot at me 4 times with their guns,
and was struck with 30 shot. I fell to my
knees and m}’ pistol dropped out of my baud,
every finger on both of my hands had' a shot
in them. I tried to raise my pistol, but only
scoop it up with both of my hands and tried
to shoot. They then came out from behind
the trees and shot at me 20 times with their
pistols. One of the buck shot went through
my body and lodged against the skin on tiv3
opposite side near the back bone.
They got Busby before they got me. they
never got Ed until next night. I was bleed
ing very bad and they got a doctor and
stopped the bleeding. The Sheriff wante 1
me tft tell all about the horses. 1 told him f
would not tell until I got better. He said
that I would die in a minutes. I told him
then he would never find out. 1 told them
the next day about the horses, and Mr. How
ard was telegraphed, and lie came the next
Sunday night with six men, and that night
Busby made his escape. 1 knew when Busby
left, but 1 was not aide to go with him ; I
tried to get up, but was too weak. Busby
never has been heard from since that night.
GOES TO ATLANTA. „
Mr. Howard brought me and E l to Atlanta,
there we were separated. I was sent to the
Dade Coal Mines.
I stayed in the Coal Mines nearly three
years. There was several sent away from
the Coal Mines to the Marietta and North
Georgia Railroad. I did not want to leave
the Coal Mines as I had been treated very
kindly.
IIOW HE ESCAPED THE LAST TIME.
There were ten prisoners besides one old
trusty sleeping on an old flat car and during
the night I saw one of the prisoners escape,
for tilts I was punished severely, and it was
then that I made up my mind to escape. It
is a fact that men who have worked in the
Coal Mines for several years become blind
after night, and there was three or four old
negroes attached to the same chain with me
that could not see a wink after dark. I
any time, s .<L r J.'lg.l _Q9.uld
gap in the Road, I noticed that the guard
had to help these old negroes over it, while
they were getting over I slipped my ring from
the chain and left. There was two shots fired
at mo but I was not hit by either.
GOES HOME AGAIN.
I went to my father’s in Newton county.
I then made a trip down South and back. I
then got with my father and come to Oconee
county to identify myself to those who swore
that it was Ed Kelly that stole the mule. I
wanted them to recognize me.
CHARLIE STOLE THE MULE.
The negroes said at once that it was mo
that stole the mule and not Ed.
I told every circumstance that happened
while I was at their house and my father
got a lawyer and we fixed up their affidavits.
After getting everything fixed up, I left and
came through Athens about 10 o’clock in the
night and was making my way to South
Carolina, when Lieutenant Culp and Burch
caught me.
I have no fault to find with my treatment
while in the Coal Mines, and think it the
best place for a prisoner. We get plenty to
eat and all the convicts arc getting along as
well as could be expected. We go down in
the mines about sun up and stay until suu
down. The manager gives us a task of 5
car3 per day.
I shall go back and try to get along the
best I can, and hope that the Lord Will do all
he can for me.
If I had got the drop on Culp and Burch I
would have made it very warm for them as
long as I had a shot.
Kelly had a splendid pistol when captured,
and, no doubt, would have used it. lie is a
small, dark-skinned man, with small, black
eyes, that look right through you all the time
lie is talking.
lie is anxious to go back to the Coal Mines,
but thinks they wiil not give him another
chance to get away.— Athens Banner.
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Meets Her Match.
Avery prepossessing young lady, canvass
ing for a popular book, stepped into the office
of a broker, and finding him apparently at
leisure, asked him to look at her book. The
gentleman informed her that it would only
be a waste of time, as he could not purchase
it. “Oh, never mind that!” ejaculated .the
vivacious young woman ; “it won’t cost any
thing to look at it, even if you don’t buy. I
should like to have yon read some portions
of it. and see what it is.’’
The accommodating broker took the vol
ume, and glancing at the title-page, com
menced a perusal of the introduction. This
finished, he began at the first chapter, and
read carefully and leisurely along. It was
about nine o’clock when he commenced. An
hour passed silently away, when the book
agent began to show signs of nervousness,
which were apparently unnoticed by the bro
ker, for he never took his eyes from the vol
ume, but read steadily on. Eleven o’clock
came, and the lady began to walk smartly
around the room, glancing occasionally out
of the windows. At noon the broker was
still reading, and the agent wore a decidedly
troubled couutenance. A few moments be
fore one o'clock the broker laid the book
i down, leisurely donned his overcoat and hat,
I and remarked : “ That is a very good book.
! I ana sorry I cannot read more of it, but I am
! obliged to go to dinner. If you call this af
ternoon, I will continue reading it.”
NUMBER 3.