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A BOMB BURSTS
IN THE CAMP OF THE INDE¬
PENDENTS.
Smith Clayton thtstoves htr
FROM TIIE STAR CHAMBER, AT THE
MARKHAM HOUSE, COMMITTEE
Si:VI-A' AM) GIVES HIS REASONS FOR
so going. Disgusted with the
WHOLE MOVEMENT.
Hearing that Mr. Smith
had withdrawn from the committee o£
gentlemen appointed at the late
Markham house conference to prepare
and publish an address to the people
of eorgia, a Constitution reporter
caught him on the wing yesterday and
a^ked: Is it true that you have
withdrawn from the committee?’
*Y<s. I have just returned from
ilie Rost Appeal office, where I left a
n quest that my name he stricken
from the names feigned to the address
which, as you know, is kept before
the public in that paper.
'Do you object to staling why you
have taken this step?’
‘iVot at all. I never object to
giving candid reasons for any course
which I see proper to pursue. I freely
confess that a decided change has
come over the spirit of my dream
within the past few weeks as regards
the so called liberal movement in the
state. I went into, that movement
und r a misapprehension. 1 fully
believed that it had for its object the
format ion of a new party, which would
unselfishly devote itself to the grea
work of bringing about a mure libera!
political sentiment in Georgia, thus
enhancing her prosperity. I took
this view from the audience and
became enthusiastic, applauding as
rapturously as any independent
democrat at my side. But being of
an enquiring turn of mind I passed
the glare of the footlights and have
been watching the play from behind
the scenes. / marked the manner ii\
which each actor “made up.’ I noted
the movements of every scene shifter.
I talked with the property man.
caiioussed with the prompter and
hobnobbed with the stage manager.
/a a -vord, I saw through and through
the inner wordings of the whole corn-
bination. I didn’t like it, and so
the theater before the curtain fell
upon tne last act.’
‘Well, what did you see?’
‘I saw enough to convince me that
the political fight in Georgia is fast
parrowing down to bourbonism on
the one hand, and negroism on the
other hand. Of these two evils, 1
regard bourbonism the lesser. The
truth is, that the republicans are
fooling the independent democrats
and inflaming the negroes against the
whites—and all for a wicked and
utterly selfish purpose. The repub¬
licans known as the syndicate arc
using the independent democrats as a
lever to lift themselves and their
friends into federal offices in Georgia.
The republicans are inflaming the
negroes by appointing many of their
number to federal office. All this
means that the federal patronage in
Georgia is to be used two years
to give Arthur a Georgia delegation
to help him to another term.’
‘But how?’
‘\\ by, u ith the aid of the so
liberals. Betoie the play is over
good many independent
will receive federal
One has alreadv gotten an
Mr. Tripp, of Oartersville, who
ceived the office of a staunch
lican, Darnell, who was kicked out by
Arthur By this system of
giving to independents, negroes
republicans .-irthur hopes to
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Arthur is trying to make the
pendents think that they are
the procession, but they are reallv
riding abreast with the republi-
cans, while the negroes are in
Sec Da\is, lledgei, Pleasants,
Ihrough such appointments
cloak, “ ’ of aid in building T a new
1‘ houcs 0 contr „, t
negro vote ot tie state, which
essential to the accomplishment of
his purpose.’
‘Were you offered an office?’
•Yes. A few nights since I
offered a position as mail route agent
I believe on the State road, 1
feel that I had doue anything
deserve office at the hands of
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TOCCOA NEWS
By tdw SCEEAFER-
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future allegiance to Hrthur in the
state, I declined. I was much
obliged all the same, though, for the
place would have paid me more than
L am now making out of journalism.’
‘ Jf’hat else did you find out behind
*
‘7 Pat the object of Arthur-, new
party in Georgia is to get the legis-
latnre, /i* they should succeed, they
will redistrict the state to su [ t
themselves with a fair prospect Q f
putting several republicans and
negroes in congress from Georgia-
To this end you will see in the near
future many republican and negro
candidates for the legislature, The
negroes and republicans will support
the independents for the state offices,
and in turn the independents will
expected to support the negroes and
republicans. 7'he negroes even now
openly declare that they- hold the
balance of power in the state, and
every day brings fresh indications of
their determination to take the lead
at the polls. They arc fighting their
best interests, and will probably wish
before the campaign is over that they
had not entered the liberal move¬
ment.’
‘Do you know that the present
administration will give this movement
substantial aid?’
•i know that Arthur told a promi¬
nent Georgia republican, to whom he
has recently given an office, that he
intended to do for tho new party 7 in
Georgia what he lias done for the
new party in Virginia. It is well
settled that the office holders under
Arthur's administration will be
assessed to raise funds to build up
this new party in (4eorgia. Such
would not be the ease unless the
presi lent thought the success of this
movement would redound to the
furtherance of his political fortunes-
In short, Arthur is playing for a
second term, the state of <- eorgia is
the chess board, and he is going to
use just as many black men and white
men as he can in order to win a
delegation.
‘You don t propose to help him to
do it?’
‘No, sir. • As a white Georgian, and
a democrat, I feel that, knowing wh; t
I know, it is mv duty to part coinpa
nv with * he so-sailed liberals, I
believe in the fullest political freedo n
for both white and black but I see in
this present movement in 6'eorgia, as
now conducted, an element which
menaces the lives and property of the
citizens of this state, and warn all
parties concerned that any collision
between factions which tbe near
future may develop will give over¬
whelming and, perhaps mournful
evidence to the world that the white
man still rules in Georgia. 1 say
this, too, in all friendliness to the
co j orc( j inan whose best interest
socially, politically, materially lies in
resisting with his full strength the
unhallowed efforts ot the admiuistra-
tion at Washington to sacrifice him
in the interest of a second term.
‘How do they expect to carry the
state with an overwhelming white
sentiment against them?’
‘They* count on the solid negro
vote, moated by the administration,
led bv white office seeders in
arion9 ^ of disgusted thc state. with Seeing the
this i became
movement and, as a white man and a
democrat, thought that my withdraw
al wag in order. 1 trust that any of
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accord me credit for my 7 conscien-
tiousness, and profit by my example.
in conclusion, tender" 1 beg you will state
that I hereby my resignation
as a committee of one to arrange for
re j uce( j r ail r oad rates to the June
mass meeting. I will state also, to
office seekers throughout the state
that the position of secretary of the
|conference is open.’
1 7 p^j s | s young cotton speculator,
He is wearing crape on his hat. None
of his relatives are dead, Whv
th*™ Joes he wear crape on his
' , ® ecause * !e ~°* in l ron ^ of the cotton
Devoted to News, Politics- Agiricuture and General progress-
TOCCOA, GA„ MAY 13, 1882.
A HORRIBLE TRAGEDY
ITS SEQUEL.
1 cannot close this letter without
chronicling a tragic event which took
place recently. It was on the north-
front,er, of this empire,
a £ amst Saxony ; the scene, an mu ;
time ' evcnin S* Man V old custom-*
-
ers of the place were assembled in
the snug room, with its timi-polislied
tables, its tail tiled stove, its ama-
zing pictures of saints and angels.
Beer enough to float an ironclad, wine
enough to intoxicate a continent, had
been served out in that place since its
first dedication to Bacchus twoceutu-
ries ago. To night the worship of
the wine crowned deity was proceed-
in o as merrily as usual, and the air
was thick with tobacco smoke, when a
man with a sleeping child in his arms
slouched in and sat down in a corner.
He drank a glass or two of beer,
while the child, a golden haired little
fellow of about five, rested his head
on the table and went on with his
nap The jolly topers soon forgot all
about the stranger, who after a while
desired to be shown to his room, as
he wished to put his son to bed. But
soon an angry dispute was heard with¬
out at the tiuot of the stairs, the father
using shocking language, the child
whining piteously father, father, you
know I have been unable Da go up
stairs by myself ever since I broke my
leg.’
‘Nonsense,’ exclaimed the m^n
menacingly 7 , “you can get up very
well if you choose, and, besides, you
have only yourself to thank for your
broken leg—up you go or I will beat
you black and blue,’ and he adminigter-
ed a blow to the cripple- Several of the
guest? had come out into the pas-
sage, and now 7 remonstrated vehe¬
mently with the brutal father.
“Is that your child, you monster
asked one.
“What’s that to you ?’ was the an¬
swer.
“Yes, oh yes, he is my father,”
moaned the boy, as he sat helpless on
the stairs, and rocked himself in an
agony of tears. The man became
still more enraged, and would, doubt¬
less, have belabored his son. had no
one of the persons present, laid hold
of him, exclaiming, “Cease your bru¬
tality, or we’ll fetch the police.” But
this only had the effect of throwing
the father into a real paroxysm of
rage. He drew a knife and struggled
frantically.
‘Take care, take care,’ screamed
the boy, “he will rip us all up, same
as he did my poor mother.’
‘Little fiend,’ yelled the father,
and freeing himself with a great effort,
hurried the knife into the child’s body.
The poor little soul sank down with
a groan. A shout of indignation
came from the others, who rushed at
him en masse ; but the man, taking
his hat off politely, said with a win¬
ning smile: “Gentlemen, we have
to do with a wooden child. I am a
\ enli iloquist and no mean one either,
as you will admit.’ A pause of
speechless astonishment, during
which could have been hoard the drop¬
ping of the traditional pin, and then
the rafters shook with prolonged
(Homeric) laughter. The clever de-
ceiver was dragged into the parlor,
where, besides exhibiting many funny
tricks of voice, he took much more
wine than was good for him, and fi
naliy rolled . to , bed . with ..... ins pockets ,
full of money, and his murdered clnld
smiling blaudly 7 under his arm.
From a Henna Letter.
You just ought to see how I was
paying attention to Miss Flapjack out
picnic.’ ‘Did you speak to her 9 ’
-O do; I didn't proceed to that
extreme, but T patted her poodle dog
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SISTER PATSY'S WEDDING,
BY NANCY LONGSHORE.
From the Southern World.
My sister Patsy is an am ax. in
witb eheeks uke ink
raorniu . lories> ^ a3 tllaek
^ * ftg bcadg . She’d had a lot
of bows, and now she had made tier
chice among ’em and was goin to
marry Seth Coggins. We was all
proud of her many in so aristocratic,
for Seth's pa keeps a store at Wilcox
station on the railroad ; and maw and
pap determent to give her a rale
blow out at her weddin’. We had a
new set of fiowerdy crockiy and pap
had put a new shed-room onto the
house, and we had six chickens and
a turkey gobler up in the coop so fat
the 3 r could hardly wad Ue, let alone
a ’possum in the barrel what we’d
been feed in’ on sweet pertaters till he
looked like a ball. So we was
mighty well fixed to give a weddin’.
Tber was one trouble tho. Pap
was in the habits uvdrinkin’ whenev¬
er tber was atiy^ big tiling goin’ on ;
he’s as sober as a jedge only then,
but forth er Julys and thanksgivins,
and Ohrismusses, an camp meetins,
and sicli onusual times he was sure
to get n,p qoI in his princyples. But
maw she talked to him about his
behayvier at the weddin’, and he
promist he’d do all right, and we all
agreed to keep er eye on him so’s
he wouldn’t git to whisky.
Well, the weddin’ night come.
We’d been cookin’ cake and tater
eusUi-vls nigh on to a week, and I let
you kpow the table did look butiful.
We’d baked the ’possum whole and
stood him up in granny’s big blue
fiowerdy dish, with a red apple
atween his teeth and a string of
sassengers around his neck. He
looked lovely. Then we had baked
turkey 7 and a chicken pie as big
round as a bushel basket and floatin’
island, and jam, an tater oust irds till
you couldn’t rest. In the middle we
had a big blue pitcher full er ever¬
greens with mock oranges tied on to
’em. I made the oranges myself
outen balls uv cotton smeared over
with yalter uv egg they looked natral
as you ever see.
Well, the rooms was all three
dressed olf in greens and the hartlis
was white as snow, and the candle
stands was nailed all roun the walls
with a whole home-made candle stuck
in every one.
Sister Fatsy was up stairs in the
loft-room a dressin; her and cousin
gaily Spriggs, who was to be second
bride’s maid, and the two young
gurls what was to be candle bearers.
We could hear ’em gigglin all the
time, as maw and me was standin’ in
the company 7 room takin’ a survay 7 of
things before the fokes come. Bimeby
we heard somebody holleriu, ‘Hello
Nance, you think you’r powerful fine/
and there was pap leanin’ ’ginst the
door, with his nose as red as a
termattus, an his hat all banged in.
He’d got to whisky somehow, and
ther he was in fine weddin'trim. He
j a( q an( j hollered and danced maw
rmm » t he room till he fell flat, and
tker he lay, too tight to git on his
feet agin.
What on the face of the yearth was
we to do with him? He'd disgrace
us she. We yas looking ever minit
for Seth’s stylish mother an sister to
drive up, and all the tother folks wc
had invited.
I went out to thc work-shed whare
buddy* was fixin the legs to one er
the supper table benches, and said to
him :
‘The game’s up, pap s got to
whisky, and he’s jes holleriu tight.’
‘I hcern him,’ ses he, ‘and me and
cousin Zexe was studyin’ what to
and I says fasten him u?» in the
bie. i ii sprinkle clean straw all
over the floor and put a big pile in
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him in tber. But for Lord's sake
make’haste, folks’ll be here afore you
an say Jack Robinson.’
Well, by threaten 1 and coaxin’
and draggin’, they got pap in the
stable and gin him hi9 bottle and
fassened him up by puttin’a punchen
agin the dor. We could hear him a
whickerin’in tber like a horse, an’ a
kickin’ the stable dy, but bime by be
was still, and I had jes said, ‘thank
gracious !’ when up drove ole Mr. and
Miss Coggins, and Alamedy Coggins
in a sky blue silk dress full ’er rutiles,
an* a neck lace rouu’ her throat as
big as ’er trace chain.
They got out uv tiiar carryall with
a high an' mity air, but I could see
plain enulF when they walked into the
company room, they was tuck back
at seeiti’ how cityfied ever thin’
looked.
The folks begun to pour in fast, an
me an' Hlmedy Coggins went up
stairs, for wc was bride’s maids. Seth,
he come along with his waiters, and
they sent to tell us the preacher was
waitin’. We was a pretty sight when
we filed into the room. Meek Rory
gnd Flurridy Brown went fust, carry-
in candles in tall brass candle-sticks,
and the waiters come next* I had
on my bran new white lawn an’ pink
ribbins. Sister Patsy’s dress was a
white switch inuslin, all •flounced,
and she wore white orange artifishals
in her hair. I saw by everybody’s
looks that we was makin a grand
impreslum and sustainin’ ourselves as
the big bugs of the naborhood.
But our pride got tuck down the
nox minit. We taken our places
before the preacher, an’ lie had jes
clar’d his throte and fixed his spex,
when we beam er awful whickerin’
outside the do, an in come pap on
his all fours. We was so dumb¬
founded we couldn't do a thing, and
pap jes pranced roun* the room, and
cavorted aroun’ where maw was a
siltin’ with Miss Coggins, a whickerin’
an’ kickin’ up his heels. Then he
stopped in front uv the preacher and
sich a brayin’ as y*ou never heard in
your life. You’d a thought a dozen
donkeys was trym’ to out-do one
another. 1 was that mortified I
dropped on the floor, and Miss Cog¬
gins went off into lfysterieks, and
sister PatS 3 T burst out acryin.’ Buddy*
and Seth toted pap out, a kickin’ and
brayin’ all the time, and we burnt
feathers under Miss Coggins’ nose to
bring her to herself; but it was er
full baf hour before tilings got strait
enuffforthe weddin’ to go on ; an’
then it ’peared to me like the artifr
slial toolip in maw’s cap, was wilted
like a frost bit tater vine. She didn’t
hole her lied nigh as high as she did
at fust; not eyen when we went into
supper and the company all taken on
so over the looks of the table—the
rows of cakes an’ custards and the
tasty way the possum was drest off.
HOLLIDAY’S HEART
Is Where a Suicide’s Bullet Went.
A tragic ending was given to a
pleasant quadrille party at the resi¬
dence of Mrs. Gus Haynes, corner of
Hunter and Mangum streets, last
night. For several days past the
young society folks of Atlanta have
been anticipating a pleasant time at
the party, but the awful tragedy
which put an end to tbe gayeDes
when they were at their height, will
long be remembered by all who were
present. Among others who re-
sponded to the beautiful and unique
cards of invitation v.eie Miss Maud
Kenner, an attractive and
entertaining blonde
of fifteen years, and Mr. W alter
Holliday, an intelligent lad of sixteen,
Between these two young folks there
seems to have been quite an attach-
menfc until a day or two since, when
disruption—the cause of which no
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be moving aloug soiootliiy "ith both,
of them, and all of their friends who
wgre cognizant oi their feeling
towards each other thought that the
tomahawk had been buried and the
pipe of peace resurrected.
About 10 o’clock, wheu the festi,*i-
ties were at their height, Mr. Holliday
who, it appears, as the evening's
amusement advanced, grew despond¬
ent, wrote
MISS KENNER A NOTE
asking her not-tp dance any more,
To this note, however, she paid no
attention, and when the next set was
formed she, with her partner, took
her place on the ball room floor.
Soon after the music began to put
life into the toes of the dancers. Mr.
Holliday approached Miss Kenner
and asked her in an undertone not to
dance any more, and at the same
time made some remark which no one
could hear. Immediately after this
dialogue had taken place, Mr. Holli¬
day left the house and Miss Kenner
turned to her partner and asking to
be excused for the remainder of the
set, entered one of the vacant rooms,
where she
INDULGED IN A GOOD CRY.
which was interrupted by a servant
telling her that Mr. Holliday wanted
to see her. Responding to the call.
Miss Kenner left the room, and
entering the hallway found Mr.
Holliday standing in the first door
leaning against the facing. His hat
was pulled down over his eyes, and
his appearance was one of general
despondency 7 . At Miss Kenner's
appearance he put out his hand and
said, I want to tell
‘YOU GOODBYE FOR THE LAST TIME/.
Miss Kenner took the proffered
hand and saying ‘good-night/ re*,
entered the room from which she had
just emerged.
Hardly had the door been closed
upon her when the loud report of a
pistol followed by a second like sound
was heard above the merry chatter of
the dancers and music to w^ich they
were keeping time.
Instantly, almost, there was a rush
for the door and the porch in front of
the house. An unknown feeling
seemed to draw all in that direction,
but when the cause of the commotion
was explained there was a general
stampede and the entire assembly
re-entered the house with a
FEELING OF HORROR
which took the place of the joy that
but a second before pervaded the
assembly.
Out in the street, near the front
gate, was found the key to the panic.
There, weltering in his own blood,
was Mr. Holliday who, but a few
seconds before, was as full of life as
any of those who stood about him.
Close beside him was found a small
twenty-two revolver, and from his
left breast
HIS LIFE'S BLOOD WAS FLOWING IN
PROFUSION.
Mr* Chas. Cole and Mr. Frank
Tutwiler picked Lira up and carried
him to his home, only a few yards
away 7 , where Dr. E. W. Roach exam¬
ined the wound. The ball, he says,
entered the. left breast just to the left
of the nipple and passing between
the ribs buried itself in the body 7 . Ir
its course it passed, in very close
proximity to, the heart, and in Dr.
Roach’s opinion the young man’s life
is in an exceedingly critical condi-.
tion.
Mr. Holliday is a son of Dr.
Holliday, who came to Atlanta about
eight months ago from Southwest
Georgia. His father, who is in
business on Broad street, says his
son’s mind has been impaired for
some time past, and lie attributes
ills rash act to this course.
Up to a late hour last night no
hopes of his recovery were enter¬
tained.—Atlanta Constitution,
‘How to keep thc boys at home,’ is
a conU ndrum that is agitating the
p aren tg of the lagd. It depends on
ti ie kind of a boy*. Borne boys could
be kept at home by establishing a
lager beer saloon in die basement,
othei-3 need a ball room in thc parlor;
but the best way to keep a boy at
home is to tell him to stay there, and
make it a point to have him obey
you. Begin early and you have the
solved*—New Haven Reg—