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Look over th* pap*r, select any premium* you deair* and tali' us In your letter th* one you hav* selected. DRIVE ANARCHISTS AWAY. Congressman Richardson, of Alabama, Will Work to This End. HUNTSVILLE, Ala.. Sept. 13—The south is practically solid, says Congress man William Richardson of Huntsville, for the enactment of a law by the next congress which meets December 3d to pre vent the coming in of vicious immigrants and furthermore to drive out every an archist in this country. Congressman Richardson in an interview stated that there is not a congressman or senator in the south who would not work for this new statute and he confidently believe* all bf the northern representatives will do likewise. The business men of the south, the citizen* and all kind of good organization* ar* going to work to help the congressmen from the various states. Committees will be sent to Washington to lobby th* measure through at the right time. Chief William Mitchell of the night, police fores and vtho is deputy national councillor of the. Jgnior O. U. A. M. for the state of Alabama tn an enthusiastic ad dress before the meeting of the order in this city said he expressed the sentiment of every junior ia Alabama when he de clared himself in favor of the new statute referred to ia Congressman Richardson'a interview and that the order throughout the United States will work to secure this new and most needed government law. FELL SEVENTTSEVEN'FEET. BIRMINGHAM, Ala, Sept. 12.—Williaiq Hunter, a brick mason, while at work yesterday on top of one of the furnaces of the 81 oes-Sheffield Steel and Iron com - pany, fell to the ground, a distance of Tt fe*L Instead of the man being dashed to pieces, as those standing by expected, he arose and. although suffering from se vere injuries, was able to walk to the ambulance to be conveyed to the hospital. He broke his fall by grabbing bold of a number of ropes in his downward flight. 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There is no* a remedial agent th th* world that will cure fever .nd ir» snd »:i other raa- Igstoe*. bilious and other fever. n'.ded br JUDWAT'S PILLS. *o quickly *• I'.ADWAY fe REACT RKLTTF Price. 33 -rat, per bottle Sold ty all Drug*let* JUDVXT A CIL U Elie ft. K:tf Twa. CHILD AND THE PRODIGAL. The sky was cloudless and the sun shone down ia biasing splendor. The hills swam in a golden hage. the streets were white with dust, the-.air was op pressively still. But the sheriff strode on unmindful of personal discomfort. The apple of hl* eye. his Rosalie, his mother less four-ywar-old, had strayed from tha pretty cottage aerons the P*tk, and the slow-witted housekeeper knew naught of her whereabouts. She had played about the yard until late in the morning and was only missed when the. sheriff came across from the gloomy county buildings for his «ne o’clock ftanchro*. The stalwart sheriff trembled as he hastily dispatched the housekeeper to the nearest neighbors, and himself strode off in the direction he fancied the child would most likely go. Later 1 On. if nec essary. he would raise a general alarm. There was good reason for the sher iff to feel troubled over the thought that the child might be stolen. He was a ter ror for evil-doers and more especially those suspected evil-doers, the tramps. He had declared open warfare against them, and for the most part they gave his baHtwick a wide berth. He had been threatened-openly and anonymously, and what way to strike him harder than to steal his dearest treasure? The sheriff breathed hard and streyie on. There was one impudent vagabond who had Irri tated him quite beyond endurance, and he hsi treated him with unusual harshness. Re had released this fellow from jail that very morning and roughly hade him be gone. He remembered the bitter look the tramp had flung as he shambled away. The sheriff was hurrying toward the gorge, that deep cleft tn the hills that op ened up less than a hundred rods from theisheritTs home. Rosalie had been there with him. Rhe loved the cool depths, the trickling streams, the birds that darted and sang. It w os natural that she should seek it aloe*. And the sheriff remem bered that the tramp had gone that way, to*. j A* she entered the great cleft and fol lowed the narrow winding pathway his keen eyes were busy searching for traces of the child. The current of air that al ways stirred through this huge funnel fanned his heated face, but he did not feel It. By the side of the almost dry bed of the stream he hurried on. Presently he came to th* pool, a natural basin where the stream as it fell down the high., rocky terrace just beyond, had worn > deep hollow. The pool was dark and gloomy, and Its black waters had an un savory reputation. The sheriff paused by the margin and anxiously looked across the still surface. Then something at his feet attracted him. He hastily picked it up. It was a bit of scarlet ribboa. and his sopl, sickened as he stored at it, and a film blinded his eyes when he turned an<? peered into the black deptha Then half uaeonsciously he flung down his hat and drew off his coat, and was Just stooping to remove bis shoes, when something flut tered to hi* feet. He started at it where it lay ou the black rock before him—a grotesque white image eqt from a fragment of newspaper, a pa per doU. When he raised bis eyes it was to discover whence it came. .Then, noting th* direction of the current of air, he hur ried forward and clambered up the rocks where the slender stream came tumbling down. As hi* head and shoulders rose above the level beyond be paused. Th* scene was an amphitheatre where rock had shrunk away and left clear and level space. The sky was blue above, the grass was of moss like softness, and the trees hung thickly over the cliffs on either side. On the yielding turf, on the sunniest spot sat a tramp, an unmistakable tramp —unkempt, tattered, grimy, and not far away, with a faint smile dimpling her rosy face, lay the missing child fast asleep. The tramp had been cutting dolls from a mangled newspaper with a tiny pair of scissors that were attached to a huge pocket knife. There were paper dolls scattered and fluttering on the turf here and there, and little Rosalie held two in her chubby fingers. The tramp, with a doll just dropping from his scissors point, was gaxing at the sleeping child, a soft ened look upon his hardened face.. The sheriff stepped forward. The vag abond looked up and quickly raising his hand pointed to the sleeping child. The sheriff involuntarily halted, but his look was black and hi* fists were clenched. "You scoundrel," he muttered, "what does this mean?” He came a step near er. The tramp did not stir. "Might as well cut out the hard words, sheriff.” he hoarsely whispered. “I’ve heard ’em all before. You gave ’em to me hot the other morning. Cussed me up hill and down, and—and struck me.” He turned his head snd his glance fell on the gfe i j * It was a bit of scarlet ribbon. sleeping child. "Cussed me, struck me and flung me into jail. Two days and nights of bread and water and vermin. Walt, sheriff. You gave me ten minutes to leave town. It was wisely done. I took the old path through the gorge. I hustled, sheriff. I was afraid of you. And then a* I came down to the old pool I stopped short. There was'a child there, a little white slip of a thing, who had thrown her frock and her shoes and stocking* to one side and was just balanced on the edge of the basin. Even as I looked she step ped In and disappeared. In three leaps I followed her, and dived and brought her up here in the sun where she could rest and be warm. And because she hasn’t a mother to cry for she cried for her doll, and I made her the best doll I could— just as somebody used to make dolls for me long age.” The sheriff had stood very still. "Is this true?’’ he asked in a low voice. "There's the child," said the vagabond simply. As he spoke he unconsciously drew himself back in the shadow of the rock* and brought the figure of the little one into relief. Eloquent in Its jpnocence, it seemed to plead for the human wreck beside it. "God, man!" the vagabond whispered, "isn't it a beautiful sight?" He paused as if he held his breath. “And to think It Is but sleep, that the little pulse is steadily beating, that the little lips will part. And it might have been the sleep of death." He looked up suddenly. "Sheriff, you are a coming man. Men trust and honor you. I tell you that all your honors ain't worth the loving pres sure of that little hand. And she owes her life to me, sheriff, to me!" The sheriff was strangely silent. His eyes were on tha vagabond’s face, but the fierceness had passed from them. "I will reward you,” he softly said. "Badly spoken, sheriff." muttered the tramp. "You've nothing to offer that would be * fait exchange. What's a r*- THE SEMI-WEEKLY JOURNAL. ATLANTA, GEORGIA, IDAY, SEPTEMBER , . 1901? Short Story Company.) ward to me?” He paused and looked steadily at the other. "You’re a valuable man in the community, sheriff. They could poorly afford to loose you. But if it had been you in the black pool I’m not at all sure I would have raised a Anger .to save yqu. I’m a battered and worthless fellow, sheriff: a vagabond, a shameless prodigal. But there’s < heart under these rags that hungers for love —and the grateful smile on that little face, a gentle word from those rosy lips are worth more to me than all the rewards you can bring.” His voice sank and his eyes ' turned again to the sleeping child. "I am very gratefill;''. the sheriff fal tered.. lie stared at the tramp as If striv ing to'recall some early- memory. He came'a Uttle nearer and sank down upon a ledge of rock. “Love is a beautiful trait, sheriff," said the Vagabond with a quick return to his bannering tone; "more especially when it is evenly distributed. I think if I had had my share when I was a boy I might have been more of a credit to my loving friends. But I didn’t get it. I wasn’t popular In the home circle. All my childish faults were magnified; all my brother’s were excused. No doubt he was brighter and handsomer and I felt “that. too. I think now if they had been a little kinder to me I might not have dome to. thi*." He paused and his head drooped. The 1 sheriff had risen and came still nearer. He put out his hand. "Jim," he said, with a quick gasp, “come home with me.” . The wanderer shook his Head. "Too late,” he murmured; "too late.” The‘sheriff's hands were both extended. "Brother!” Again the wanderer shook his head and rising to his feet turned away. Th* child stirred uneasily. The tramp paused. "Hush!” he whispered with up lifted hand. The child opened her eyes and raised herself on one chubby elbow. B lu i A i rY (J aU ; < “Is this truer* ' "Hullo, daddy,” she laughed; “have you comes” The sheriff knelt beside hfir. "Rosalie, dear,” he said, and his voice was very gentle, "I want you to ask your uncle Jimmie here to come home with us.” And he Mfted the child tb her feet. She turned with a winsome smile, and putting her fingers In the vagabond's hand, looked up In his face. "Come, Jimsy,” she lisped. And so they passed down the pathway, the sheriff slowly pacing ahead and the child leading the prodigal. castouxa, Beari u, The Kind You Maw Always Bought licsxtors y yV •f TO~REVOKE licenses. Six Insurance Companies Must Cease Doing Business in Georgia. Comptroller General Wright will soon issue an order revoking the li censes to do business in this state of the American Fire Insurance Company of New York, American Annuity and Mutual Life Insurance Company of At lanta, American Temperance Life Insu rance Company of New York, Mutual Aid association, Bankers Mutual Casualty Company of Des Moines, la.; Union Cas ualty and Surety Company of St. Louis. Such decided action has been brought on the comptroller by the failure of the companies mentioned to publish a state ment of their financial condition in a newspaper of general circulation. Several companies some time ago failed to publish as required by law a statement of their business before the first of July. The law provides that insurance com panies shall make public statements of their business every six months under penalty of forfeiting their license to do business in this state for the remaining portion of the year in which they have failed to publish. On July Ist Governor Candler in order to give the companies an opportunity to comply with the law issued an order al lowing the companies sixty days from July Ist in which to make a proper publi* cation of their business. The time for them to do so expired on September L The companies named have failed to do as required by law. The list of the com panies failing to make proper publications was given the comptroller Friday morn ing and he will issue the order revoking their license to do business according to law. The Lancaster Fire Insurance company and the Madgeburg Fire Insurance com pany came under the provision of the order, but they have given notice that they have or will withdraw from the state. The Manhattan Fire Insurance company is in the hands of a receiver. The Mutual Fire Insurance company of Fort Gaines, Ga., and the Mutual Aid association, of Augusta, were not char tered in time to come under the order. Working on Immigration Law. SCRANTON. Pa., Sept. 12.—Congress man William Connell and Commissioner General of Immigration Powderly are in communication regarding the drafting of a series of bills tending to deter anarch istical crimes like that of last Friday at Buffalo. Mr. Powderly will work on the revis ion of the law relating to immigration so as to prohibit the landing of anarchists. Congresman Connell will look after the matter of pealixlng assaults on the per son of the president and other officials. Mr. Connell proposes to have such as saults made a treasonable offense, and declares that if the constitution stands ir. the way he will not atop short of an ef fort to change the constitution. A Fortunate Escape. A little negro boy near Charleston, 8. C., owes his life to a peculiar accident. He had bought a large orange which he was carrying home to his little sister. When nearly home a mad bulldog, froth ing at the mouth, sprang at him furiously. There was no stick, stone or any weapon near, and the boy desperately threw the orange at the frensled brute. The dog’s jaws were wide open, and by a lucky chance the orange entered between the cruel fangs and stuck deep in the red throat. The dog struggled vainly to get it out and the boy ran home. (Copyrighted, 1901. by | '"f ■ ■"JT7I TBIAX.TREATMENT FREE. I * I I ■ We will forfeit Ss* for any caee of I M I ■ trt J Internal. External or I tell lug UUUaJhAwA Pilei* tbe Uerw Pile Cur* fail* toenre Instant end permanent relief Write at one. Csran'M*ftcal <-Wm 2M k. 34 bt, tlsclssaU, O. INTO OUTER DARKNESS. (Copyrighted, 1901. by Short Story Company.) A man paced the narrow confines of a cell and thought of a woman. His face was pale, his eyes deep sunken, and des pair was his company. I He had seen written in a bold hand on the criminal docket the words "James Garland, forgery,” and had said: "No, your honor, that is not my name; but let it go at that, if you please, for, your honor, I—l have a mother.” And he bowed his head in shame and had answered: "Guilty, your honor.” As he paced the floor of his room, he started at every sound in the corridors,, turning an anxious, expectant face toward the door. But the woman of whom he thought; the footsteps for which he lis tened came not. As the hours passed a look of agonized despair, of desperate loneliness, settled upon his face, and when the flrst shadows of twilight crept in at the barred window he threw himself upon his cot and dug his Angers into his hard pillow. "Beatrice,” he sobbed. "Beatrice!” Then he started up, dashed the tears from his eyes and listened. And as he listened a gleam, almost of happiness, il lumed his features. Along the corridors came the footsteps of a man and a woman. He heard them turn in at the little side hall that led to his cell, and he rose and hastened to the grated door, only to stare blankly, disappointedly, at the jailor and a woman whom he did not know. The woman's clothes were of the coare est. Her hair was dark and carelessly combed. Around her eyes were the circles of dissipation and sin showed in every line of her features. But tears gleamed in her coU. gray eyes, and she held out a hand glistening with cheap jewelry. “I am so sorry,” she said. "I—l would like to help you if I could.” "You?” the prisoner asked, surprised. "Yes,” she answered. "You do not know me, but I remember you. Years ago, down on the ‘levee’ a drunken man struck me. You were passing and you knocked him down. Then you took me by the hand and led me away and talked kindly to me. , I have not forgotten,” "Oh, yes,” said the other, “I remember." "I have not forgotten,” the woman re sumed, "and I would like—perhaps I can help you now.” The tenderness, the sympathy, in her voice awakened a yearning In the man’s heart. But she was only a woman of the alleys—a woman without wisdom, with out means, without influence. Os what assistance could she be to him? But she, schooled in the ways of the world, saw the battle in his heart and looked at him pleadingly. "Tell me,” she said, "tell me what mis- brought you here.” He hesitated. Then lie spoke. "The love of a woman—the love of a heartless woman. God knows I loved her —madly. But the circle in which she moved was a swift one. At every turn were the glitter of diamonds.the sheen of gold, the perfume of Marechai Niels. Fool that I was, I tried to keep up the pace. To do so I borrowed from my friends and assumed obligations I could not meet. The mad whirlpool bore me under at last and—” He glanced around his darkening cell, ’here I am, the perpetrator of on* crime, deserted by my friends, forgotten even by the woman for whom I sinned.” He lapsed into silence while the woman watched him with dimming eyes. "I am sorry,” she repeated, "so sorry. Can nothing be done? Can .1 not help you?” “No,” he replied, Resignedly, "I am afraid not. The man whose name I forged will drop the case if I refund the money, but I cannot do so. It is a small amount—only a hundred dollars—but I cannot raise it without appealing to my parents and. my God! I'll go to prison rather than let mother know!” The woman laughed lightly and a smile lingered in her eyes. ■ "Oh,” she replied, carelessly, "we wo men *f the shadows have friends,” and the woman of the alleys put her hand through the bars and stroked her hair. "My friend," she said, "I am so glad I can aid you.” Th* man looked up suddenly, with wide open eyes. “You!” he said. "How?” "For your mother’s rake,” she said, "I will help you—for your mother’s sake and for your own. I had a mother once, but she died.” "But how can you assist me?” he said. Any one of whom you know—friends who dare not refuse us. Tell me the man; he shall have the money.” A moment later th* prisoner In the cell was alone, leaning heavily against the « 0 l .fl "T—T wnnld like tn he’n.” door and peering through the bars in stupid wonder. Tfie next morning he pass ed out into the free air. At the door he paused and extended his hand to the woman of the shadows. "Some day,” he said huskily, "some day I shall try and repay you. Until then, I thank you.” And the woman stood and watched his retreating figure, a dimness in her cold, gray eyes, and a great pain in her heart. An hour later the man ascended the stone steps of a mansion. He rang the bell and a maid answered. "Is Miss Beatrice in?” he asked. The maid hesitated; then she said "I will see.” A moment later she was back again. "Miss Hartland Is not at home,’ she said. Coldly, and closed the door in his face. He flushed red, then white and biting his lips descended the steps slowly. For hours he wandered aimlessly about the streets, and at dusk he turned his steps toward the "levee.” At last he found the face he sought. The dark hair was unloosened and tum bled disorderly about her shoulders; an unnatural glitter was in her eyes and upon her cheeks a scarlet /.ush blazed brightly. She hushed a rar;-time song when she saw him, and the gleam in her eyes softened. He held out his hands and she came to him. "Come,” he said, his voice tinged with gratitude, "come. I will take you away from these scenes—away from this kind of a life.” Ebe looked at him inquiringly. "Marry me,” he continued, "and I will give you a pleasant home; I will try and make your life a happy one; I will be a dutiful husband.” He talked rapidly, his face flushed, his temples throbbing, but his hands, holding tnose of the woman, were cold. "You do not mean it?” she laughed. "You are jesting.” "I am in deadly earnest,” he replied. "I will take you far away from here. I will get work and I can support you almost in luxury. I—l almost believe I love you.” She laughed merrily, a great joy in her “You could make me happy,” she said, placing her hands on his shoulders and smiung into his eyes. “I could follow you to the ends of the earth and not ques tion where you yould lead me. I love you—l have loved you ever since that night you took my hand in yours and led me out of the darkness and spoke to me so kindly, so tenderly. It was but a few moments that I felt the pressure of your hand and drank in the tenderness of your voice—the tenderness my heart was so hungry for—lt was as a glimmer of paradise, and I have loved you ever since.”' She bowed her head, and a tear dropped upon his hand. “Then come,” he pleaded. "Come; we will be together always.” She shook her head sadly. "Dear friend,” she said, "you have been kind to me, and I and kindness are such strangers, but I cannot go with you. I dare not. because I—because I. love you. I would be as a millstone about your neck. You cannot lift me to your level; I would "Marry me,” he continued. but drag you down in mine. I have lived too loYig in the shadows; you have come for me too late. You have given me a glimpse of heaven, but I must loosen my hold of you now and drop back—back into the hell I have made for myself. Good bye,, good-bye!” "I will not let you go.” he began passion ately, but she tore herself from his grasp and fled out a door into an alley. He followed her, but the darkness hid her from his sight. He paused to listen for her footsteps and heard the sound of some one sobbing. And when he approach ed the place from whence It came a slight figure sprang up and dashed away into the blackness. PURE Wh7sKyT6r~HOME ÜBE. We will send by prepaid express four full quarts of pure 8-year-old Rye Whis ky for 33.15, and will refund your money if not in every way pleased. Address Mountain Dell Co., distillers, Atlanta, Ga. ■ CZAR AND KAISER. All Europe Is Wondering If Good Re latione Will Continue. LONDON, Sept. 12.—The Vienna corres pondent of The Times, commenting on th* complaints on the part of correspond ents in their inability to get information regarding the meeting of the czar and kaiser, says: "The confidential official account of the meeting will not reveal much more than these correspondents. Well informed people believe that there will be no far reaching political consequences. It is not supposed that Europe is on the eve of new understandings or arrangements af fecting existing ones. There is already sufficient guarantee that there will be no Russio-German war. "There are obvious reasons why the czar Should not extend his visit to Aus tria, but it is not apparent why his for eign minister should not have done so. Some thorny questions might have been disposed of satisfactorily in a few hours’ conversation between the heads of the Russian and Austrian foreign depart ments. "Public opinion in Austria-Hungary looks upon the Austro-Russian pact as collapsed. Its fate is scarcely encourag ing to those who wish for an Anglo-Rus sian understanding.” The Berlin correspondent of The Times says: “The agrarians, who were formerly emphatic regarding the necessity of good relations with Russia, are now afraid that the German government is going too far for those interests in Its advances to Russia. A significant article In one of their organs demands that it be made clear that the friendship of Germany is as valuable to Russia as Russia’s friend ship is to Germany. ”The majority of the journals point out that Germany must remain friends with both England and Russia and commit herself to neither.” The Brussels correspondent of The Times says that, though Belgium has no direct interest in the czart visit to trance, her role of an attentive specta tor is abundantly illustrated by the news papers. Regarding the Danzing meeting it is not thought that important political results will ensue from it. The interests of Germany and Russia are believed to be too divergent to permit of more than an exchange of courtesies. The Independence Beige says: “If the csar can convince Emperor William of the false position in which many European states will be placed by the adoption of Count Buelow’s tariff proposal this will indeed be a great point gained." 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Va., I x passed through Southampton county, and stopped for a time amid the scenes made memorable by Nat Turner’s insurrection, which occurred about seventy year* ago; when slavery, as an institution, was in its fullest vogue; an<| When negro “ris ings” were among the things occasional ly but not generally feared. There before me were the houses, the farms, the graves—sad memories of the dreary past When an event occurred that shocked the world, while it terrorized Virginia and the south. There were the very roads along which Turner and hl* gang travel ed during the** two eventful nights and days, when the blood of the best people in Virginia flowed like water under the axes, hatchets, guns and bludgeons of few ignorant and deluded negroes, who were destined to pay the awful penalty for their crimes on the gallows. I have lived in Kentucky, and have seen those spots marked by savage massacre, which make it the dark and bloody ground, but I have seen no place that so impressed me as tales of the insurrection were told me by the inhabitants—some of them de scendants of the very people who were murdered on that awful occasion. Southampton is one of the large old slave-holding counties, and seventy miles east of Richmond, and about 150 miles from Washington. Scores of well-to-do planters lived there in those days, who owned many slaves, whom, they treated well, and regarded them almost as parts of their families. Indeed all seemed to bear the family name. The Insurrection, tt will be seen, did not occcur on account of harsh treatment of the slaves. It was to the interest of southern masters to be kind to tfaelr ser vant* and they treated them well. Men like “Uncle Tom’s” master were thp rule, and Legree the exception, and in no coun ty in Virginia were masters and servants on better terms than in Southampton. There were mere blacks than whites in the county, but no trouble had ever oc curred, and the neighborhoods were peace ful and happy. x "Far from the madding crowd’s ignobl* strife Their sober wishes never learned to stray. But along the cool sequestered vale of life They kept the noiseless tenor of their way.” But on the 2d day of October, 1800. was born a negro, who was destined to dis turb this peaceful order of things. It was Nat Turner, sometimes called "Nat Tra vis,” because he was working on the plan tation of Mr. Joseph Travis at the time of the insurrection. Eighteen hundred was a memorable year for t’he birth of such men or monsters. Gabriel Presser, Instigator of the insurrection in Henrico and Richmond, was borne in 1800; and al so John Brown of Ossawatomie, and ail three were born in October, "the melan choly autumn days," though they came to the front with their mischief many years apart. Nat Turner was never considered a bad negro. He was something ot a pet among the whites, as he could read and write well, had never used tobacco, whisky or profane language. He was a Baptist preacher, and made great parade of his Bible, which is shown to this day to those curious enough to look upon it. One of the leaders pleached the night before the massacre, and sang— " How happy is every child of grace Who feels his sins forgiven.” So this minister partook (what the par ticipants regarded) of a religious nature. Nat Turner regarded himself as a proph /*t, and so stated in his confession; and having studied astronomy some (that was his favorite study), and he thought signs in the heavens led him on to do what he did. He said In his confession: "In my childhood a circumstance occurred which made an indeli- e impression on my mind, and laid the groundwork of that career which terminated so fatally to me. and for which I am about to atone on the gallows.” That was a prophecy come to him. He, with three or four confederates, had planned to begin their bloody work three or four months earlier, but some thing prevented. I think an election was going on, which caused the people to move about and be on the alert. It was at a very tranquil time that the flame was applied to tae fuel, namely, on the 21st of August, 1881. when the farmers had been attending their churches and had come back weary, and when many of the inhabitants had crossed the North Carolina line and gone to a camp meeting in Gates county, in that state. A feast had been prepared on Saturday to be served ou Bunday night by Henry Edwards, Hark Travis and Nat Turner, and two or three others who were in the secret, namely. Sam Nelson, and Will and Jack, whose surnames are not known. Here they met, ate, drank and consulted. Let it be understood, this was not a gen eral rising. It consisted of only five or six at first, then fifteen, and the number was gradually increased to fifty. The balance of the negroes remained true and faithful to the last, many of them exposing their lives to rescue their masters and their families. Some few evidences of devotion to the whites on the part of the slaves cannot be surpassed In al! history. But Nat Turner and his deluded follow ers decided to begin at once, and to strike bis master and mistress down the first ones; that master and mistress whom he said had always been kind to him, and whom it pained him to destroy. They went to the house at 10 o’clock that Sunday night, and found them all asleep. All told Nat he must kill his master. (There were some fifteen insurrectionists in all at this time, aru tney were armed with only one hatchet and a broadax). Nat struck at his master and missed his aim, when Will severed his head with the broadax. His wife was instantly dispatched, and then the baby was taken out of the cradle, fondled by Nat, as he had so often done, and with tears streaming down his face, he placed it back in the cradle unharmed. Two young men sleeping above were kill ed while in the depth of their repose, never knowing what hurt them, passing from the repose of sleep to the repose of death. When a short distance from the house Nat said: "My feelings overcame me and I left the baby, but you must go back and kill that, too, for ‘nits make lice.’ ” Two men went back, the little one was taken by the legs and his brains were dashed out against the briek fireplace. The insurrec tionists, with gradual accessions to their □umbers, now went from house to house, killing family after family, till sixty per sons, men, women and children, were butchered. .. Strange to say, they were at thi* fiend ish work for ten days and night* before there was any force to oppose them. At last a force of aoout forty men were or ganized, but it was soon reduced to twen ty, and this brave twenty, led by Captain Steele, routed the insurgents and arrest ed nearly all concerned in the plot. Sev enteen were tried and bung at once, oth ers met the same fate later aro still oth- with lighter pvnishntent. Many were banished from the community. Nat Turner, the leader, escaped and re mained uncaptured for nearly two months. Great rewards were offered for him snd he was supposedly located in several states, when the truth was he was hid in a little cave or hole in the ground which he had excavated himself. Here he remained for six weeks, lying up during the day and going for water and food at night A dog went Into the cave and came out with a piece of meat, and Turner fearing capture there, as the dog soon returned in hi* absence and robbed him again, moved his residence tc another place similarly constructed, and here he was s»rn by a hunter who happened to M resting *ear the hole and captured. He had a fair rod largely attended trial. He made a full con fession and was duly executed, while his men drank up the apple brandy so lib erally stored by the unfortunate victims. Not one Instance is given of these horri ble outrages that ar* committed bj ne groes now, their sole object being the as sassination of the whites and plunder. They took guns, jewelry and silver money, but left the gold, it is supposed because the ignorant creatures did not know its worth. Among those killed were many promi nent people whose descendents now oc cupy high places One little girl who tui In tall grass grew up to womanhood, mar ried and raised a large family of children. I saw her picture, taken when she was an aged lady. One or two ladles hid In out-of the-way places and were saved, but sixty horribly perished. Where these awful deeds were enacted magnificent crops now wave, many new dwellings have been erected, ra.lroads run this way and that across the once bloody tract and the people in their busy lives seem to have forgotten that such a butch ery ever happened. “As from the wing no scar the sky re tains The parted wave no furrow from the keel. So dies in human hearts the thought of death.” Tramp* Hold Up Freight Train. ST. PAUL, Sept. 12.—A special to The Dispatch from Chippewa Falls, Wis., says: A gang of tramps held up a Wisconsin Central freight train at Ervine at 2 o’clock this morning. One covered the engine crew .with a revolver while an other held the train crew under surveil lance. The trainmen and tramps exchang ed several shots. James Ryan, a tramp, was shot through the leg. The engine was uncoupled from the train and run to this city after police reinforcements. Five of th* gang were arrested. Several house burglaries which occurred yester day morning are laid directly to the mem bers of the gang. - MORPHINE Opium. Laudaaum, Cocaine and Liquor habit* permanently and pabilesaly oared at home. No detention from busiaaaa; no inconven ience; action immediate: leaves svstam of pa tient in natural. beaßhy condition without desire for drugs. Cure guaranteed for *lO. WBTT* VOS FA STIC tn. AM. DR. LONG A COMPANY, ATLANTA. GA. Re’ercnca: Capita! City Nat'l Bank, Atlanta Public Sale of Real Estate. GEORGIA—FuIton County. Under and by virtue of a power of sale contained in a deed executed by Mattie Evana, of Catoosa county, Georgia. ■to the Southern Building and Loan Association, of Knoxville, Tenn., dated the 12th day of December, 1895, and recorded in the clerk's office of Fulton county, in book 115. page 517, there will be sold at public outcry to the highest bidder for cash before the court house door in Atlanta, Ga., between the hours of 11 a. m. and 12 o'clock noon, on the 3d day of October, 1901, the following described real estate: All that tract or parcel of land being In Isnd lot 12 of the 14th district of originally Henry, now Fulton county, Georgia, and de scribed as follows: Commencing at a point on the east side of said lot 12, 600 feet north of the New Flat Shoals road and at the south west corner of th* land purchased by John F. Faith from Elizabeth Thurman, trustee, by deed recorded in th* clerk’s office of Fulton county in book J, page 302. running thence north along said east line of said land lot 15* feet, thence at right angles west 300 feet, thence south at right angles 150 feet, thence east 300 feet to beginning, being lots «, 7 and 8 of the subdivision of a 3-acre plat made by J. C. Carter. Also parcel of land in same land let, district and county and described as fol lows: Beginning at a point 155 feet west from a point on the east line of said land lot I, feet north of the New Flat Shoals road, running thence west 145 feet, thence south parallel with the said east line of land lot 10* feet, thence east at right angles 145 feet, thence north parallel with said land lot line 100 feet to beginning, being the west half of lots 1 and 2 of said Carter's subdivision. Ths said east line of land lot 12 being also th* dividing line between the counties of Fulton and DeKalb and all the land here described being part of 3 acres of land conveyed to J. T. Carter by T. J. and J. F. and W. F. Buchanan on March 19. U9O. Said property sold to satisfy a debt due by the said Mattle Evans to said Southern Build ing and Loan Association, amounting to 11. 458.75. A deed to the purchaser will be mad* undersigned a* the legally appointed elver in Georgia for said association. This August 30, 1901. W. B. SMITH Receiver for the State of Georgia for the South ern Building and Loan Association. H. L. Culberson, Roeser & Carter, Attorneys. GEORGIA—FuIton County. Under dnd by virtue of a power of sale contained In a deed executed by James E. Jones, of the county of Fulton, to the Southern Building and Loan Associatioa, of Knoxville, Tenn., dated th* 25th day of May. 18M, and recorded in book 118, foHo 588, clerk's office Fulton county, Georgia, will be sold at public outcry to ths highest bidder for cash before the court house in Atlanta. Ga.. between the hours of 11 a. m. and 12 o’clock noon on the 3d day of October, 19*1. th* following described real estate: Part of land lot 54. in the 14th district at originally Henry now Fulton county, Georgia, and being known as lot No. 38 of the Hay good and Hopkins subdivision of the Ben Littl* property, more particularly described as fol lows* Beginning at a point on the east side of Terry- street 15* feet north of Bass street, and running thence north along the east side of Terry street 50 feet to lot 87 of said subdi vision, thence east S 3 feet to lot 45, thence south along the line between lots 38 and 45 —SO feet to tot 39—93 feet to the beginning point. Being the same conveyed to James E. Jones by W. A. Webster on the 20th day of December, 1890, by deed of record in Fulton county. Georgia, In book M 4, page 80. Bald property sold to satisfy a debt due by the said 3. E. Jones to said Southern Building and Loan Association, amounting to 81,045.93 A deed to the purchaser will be made by the undersigned as the legally appointed receiver in Georgia for said association. This 30th day Os August 1301. w B SMITH. Receiver for the State of Georgia for the South- I era Building and Loan Association. H. L. Culberson, Rosser & Carter, v 7