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ATHENS, GA., TUESDAY MORNING, AUGUST 2.1882
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ONE DOLLAR A YEAR
that his
flh*
dow.
There, sufficiently revealed in the
raining moonlight, was the figure of a
woman, arrayed as for a bridal; bat it
lingered only for a moment, and then
deliberately moved away.
It paralyzed me. For an instant 1 felt
Inclined to read in it an easy mockery of
my own egotism.
Not for long, however; a feeling *lqn
to anger soon steadied me, and 1 said to
Henry:
BEFORE THE FIRE
ALICE IS INSANE
yon get op now we are lost! Keep year
seat. I will hold the .skiff alone.’ The
task was» harder one than 1 had bar
gained fox, iowever.. It was a Very
difficult matter to dip the ears properly
in such a heavy sea.
“It taxed all my coolness and knowl
edge of boating, to hold the frail skiff
straight across the boiling sea. A sin
gle mismovement now would send as to
the bottom. When 1 realized this 1 con
fess I felt alarmed. It wa» yet a long
distance to land, and I knew that, strong
as 1 was, the situation was destined to
test my endurance to the almost.
“ ‘1—I wish 1 could help yoa,’ chat
tered the bine lips of my companion. 1
made no reply, bnt set my teeth hard
and urged the skiff more swiftly on its
course.
“The wind seemed to rise each mo
ment. Great clouts of water splashed
over my person and the hiss of the boil
ing sea seemed like the mocking growl
of a hungry animal abont tospringUpon
its prey. I breathed hard: I was tiring
with the awfol strain.
“1 fain would have called on Dolph,
only 1 knew should I relinquish the asks
for bat one second it would end ihe
straggle. 1 mast sit where 1 was ^nd
hold the nose of the skiff oat of the
trough of the sea till land was readied
else we were lost. Could 1 hold out?
This was the supreme question of that
terrible moment
“I was wet with perspiration, and my
once stalwart frame trembled from toy
long and unwonted exertion. 1 soon
realized with a shudder that my strength
was departing. It .seemed to me at that,
moment that there was no possibility of
oar reaching land again. i S
“I had on my heavy beaver Maraud
a belt strapped abont my waist, loaded
with hatchet and cartridges. JPFith
these I should stand no show the
struggle for life in the water which at
that moment seemed inevitable.. I dared
not drop an oar to lighten mysjelf. At
length 1 looked at my chatterixjft com
panion and bade him remove mj? belt.
He did not move, hot seemed froaten in
his seat. .
“ ‘In heaven’s namel^cried 1, jpxe off
this belt, Dolph. It’s heavier than so
I much lead.’ He moved then to obey me,
trembling with the wet and colu. After
some difficulty be managed to teach me.
wno was a-ioofcm as if he’d more'n half
a mind to ride off and let ’em shift for
lay i:i prison like St. Paul, *
.1 to too guards that boUl vm (rim
i -t^at.
ilit-y *at by n># and held me thrall—
;1 - ..as named llwiyet, the other Doubt,
the twilight of that hopeless
*n shining suddenly .
,k me by the band, and ns I tuse.
.uns grew soft and slipped away from
•rs gave back and swung without a
THE JURY WAS OUT JUST ABOUT
TWENTY MINUTES.
“I’ve seed some brave -fellers in my
time,” said Denver Bill, filling his short,
black pipe with the air of a man settling
down to a long story; “and 1 don’t
’zactly think myself .a coward. Bat the
bravest chap I ever see war my pard,
Dandy Jack Houlston.
“When he fast come to ns at Dog Hpl-
low he looked so all fired spruce, and
had such a fine show of Boston togs on,
that we thought him a reg’lar soft ’on,
not worth a case; bnt he showed ns
what gfit war ’fore he got through, yon
bet! He had been thar two days when
Gougin Jim, the ugliest man in the hall
crowd, got pl&yin it down pretty bad
on a poor old crippled Frencher, who
kept a possible store. Up steps Jack
and says, very quietly, bnt as if he
meant it:
“ ‘Don’t you see that man’s a cripple?
Let him alone.’
“Jim looked quite took aback for a
minute, and then he whips out his knife
and hollers:
‘“Hold your cussed tongne or Til cut
it outf
“But ’fore he could strike. Jack had
him by the wrist, and give him the neat
est little wrestler’s trip as ever yer seed,
and down went Jim, fetchin his head
ritch a lick agin a stone that for more
than an hoar he didn’t know the ten o’
clubs from the Ten Commandments.
“Wal, from that day Jack was jist
like a king among ns, and Gougin Jim
froze to him as ef he’d been his brother,
and thought nothin that cad do half
good enough ferhim.
“But it’s jist when yew’ve struck pay
gravel that the water ginerally begins
to soak in, and it was jist when every
thin was goin right with us that sethin
came and spoilt all.
“Old Jack and I war standin by Hag
gerty's grocery one momin when the
Rockville stage cum along, and all at
once 1 seed him turn pale as a peanut. 1
looked up, and thar, inside the stage, 1
seed jist ’bout the puctiest gal 1 ever sot
eyes on, and beside her a tall, black
’aired chap, who 'peared to be makin
love to her as if he were hired at five
cents the word.
“Jack jumped forward, quite wildlike,
an hollered:
“ ‘Hev you got a place left aboard?
“ ‘Guess so—jist one.’
“ ‘All right—I’ll take it.’
“And ’fore 1 cud say ‘whisky 5 he gev
my hand a grip and says to me. ‘Take
care o' my traps till I come back, Bill,'
an he war off.
“That war the last I saw of Dandy
Jack, and it warn’t till a good while
arter that 1 heerd the rest o’ the story.
But when I did hear it, yew may bet
yer boots I didn’t forget it again, and 1
kin tell it yon jist as if 1 seed it all my
self.
“This gal that poor old Jack war so
sweet on war the daughter of a rich old
chap who’d got a ranch not far from
the upper fork of the Rio Grande, and
her dad had sent her to visit some folks
at the east, and she war comm back
arter bavin quite a good time.
“This black ’aired cuss that was with
her was a fellow named Granger, an I
old chain of her dad, and pretty nigh as
rich as he was. He had managed to
jine her on the road hum jist as if by
accident., bnt 1 reckon that air accident
war done o’ purpose.
“Jack went with them right on to
Rockville, bnt he never got a show, for
this Granger was one o’ them smooth
tongned,' oil and honey cusses that don’t
give nobody a chance, and he kep’ so
close to his gal that Jack cn’dn’tget
savin a word to her.
“As for the gal herself, I guess she
war sorter balancin between ’em, and
hadn’t quite made np her mind which
on ’em she wanted; bnt anyhow, when
poor Jack squeezed her hand at partin
she giv him back just ’nuff of his own
squeeze to make him feel a heap better’n
what he done afore.
“Wal, at Rockville, old dad and some
of his friends war waitin for the gal,
and they all went home together.
“One day all the folks went out for a
ride over the parairy, and the gal, never
thinkin no harm, pat her horse to speed
and sot off for a good rousin gallop by
herself. Bnt Granger had his eye on
her, you bet; and he kep’ her in sight
till all the rest war out o’ sight, and
then he ranged np alongside of her and
got hold ox her hands and asked her,
flat out, would she marry him or not.
“What she’d ha’ said in answer to
him I can’t, tell yer, nor nobody else,
neither, 1 reckon, for, afore she end
open her mouth, a man com gallopin
along as if old Nick war arter him with
a ten pronged pitchfork. They’d jist
time to know him for Dandy Jack when
he lifted hisself in the saddle and
screeched ont to bust his throat:
“ ‘Bide for your Hvest The prairie’s
onfirer
“I guess they didn’t wait to he told
twice, and indeed the hosses war off
foil jump the minute they heered the
shout, just as if they understood all
about it. Away they went like the wind
“Hev yer ever see’d a parairy fire:
“ ‘I can’t talk sweet to her nor make
lying promises to her, hut I can die for
her! Could yon?
“How grand he most ha’ looked, saying
them words, and how orfnl t’other feller
must ha' seemed beside him! I reckon
the gal felt it, too, for she held ont her
arms to him and cried:
“ ‘Jack, Jack! for God’s sake— I’m
sure the horse'll carry us both—come!
“Jack answered nary a word, bnt
kissed her hand and gave her hoss one
cut with the whip. Away it went, and
away went Granger alongside, and poor
Jock war left there alone to die!
“Bnt m tell ye one thing—if ever 1
meet that cuss of a Granger agin, TO
skin him alive with this yar bowie, yon
see ef I don’t!
“Wal, it was touch and go with them
■ other two; fur afore they cud git to the
clearin the fire cum so close that their
clothes war putty nigh singed off ’em
with the Ilyin sparks. However, they
did git hum at last, and the folks nude
an everlastin fuss over ’em when they
found ’em alive after all But when
the old dad took his darter in his arms
and thanked God that she was spared
to him, the gal bast oat a-cryin fit to
break her heart and robbed ont:
" ‘Don't, don't, papa. I’d sooner have
died fifty times over than have been
saved so!’
“And Granger, who was the only one
thar as knowed what she meant, looked
■bout as happy as a wolf in a trap.
“However, he warn’t the man to be
beat so easy, he warnt; and a couple o
nights arter, when the gal had begun to
straighten up a bit arter her scare, he
cum around to whar she was sittin’ in
the verandy, and he commenced palav
erin’ her agin. She looked up at him
for a miunte, as if she didn’t half un-
lerstand what he war aimin at, and
then she clasps her hands with a sort o'
shiver, and cries ont, in a voice that
warn’t a bit like her own:
“ ‘Never say another word like that
to me—never! I've allowed the bravest
and noblest man that ever breathed to
throw away his life on me—oh, the mis
erable coward that I was!’
“She’d hardly spoken, when Granger
giv’ a jump and screeched ont:
“‘Gracious heaven! there’s his ghost!'
“And off he went like forty hurri
canes; and that was the last o' him.
“As for the gal, she looked aronnd to
see what had skeered him so: but the
nex’ minute she ffelt mighty like makin
tracks arter him. For there, not ten
yards off, lookin white and ghostly
enough in the moonlight to ha’ fright
ened a. blind jackass, stood the figger of
Jack Houlston!
“ Whether she war gwine to faint or
to run or what thar ain't no sayin, for
fore she end fix to do anythin at all the
ghost had his arm aronnd her waist and
giv’her a kiss as didn’t feel'very ghostly.
“ ‘Oh, Jack, are you really alive after
all? says she, clutchin his arm with
both them' little hands o’ her’n, as if to
be sure that he was actilly thar in flesh
and blood.
“‘Yes, darlin,’ says he, kiss in her
again.
.. “And them he told her how he’d man
aged to sarcumvent the fire. When he
war left behind arter they’d rode off
he’d nary hope of ’scapin, and his idee
war to save hisself from the pain o'
bnrnin alive by blowin his own brains
out.
“Jist then his eye fell tin the dead
hoss, and a lucky thonght cam to him.
Qnick as lightnin he out with his bowie,
ripped open the karkiss, scalloped ont
all the in’ards, and then got inside and
lay snug, like a b’ar in a holler tree.
“He hadn't more’n jist got fixed np
'fore the fire cum sweepin right over
him, hissin and roarin like Old Nick,
and makin everythin so hot and choky
that he felt as if he cudn't bar it half a
minute longer, bnt he thought o’ her
and he put through somehow. And
then when the fire had gone by and all
war el’ar he cum ont ag’in.
“There ain’t no more to be said. They
war married ’boat a month arter that,
and they’re comin down hyartohavea
look at ns all some time this summer,
and ef we don’t give ’em the very tallest
kind o’ blowout when they do come
may I be scalped by the fast Injun I
meet! And now let’s liquor, for talk-
in’s dry work.”—Buffalo News.
and the smile of the ana la the heavens is
seen.
One may forget that the world ham ills
By taking a ranter across the hills.
Away from the bustle and everyday grind
On a high mettled sued at the thoroughbred
kind.
With exultation the bosom thrills
When taking a canter acram the hill*.
When the body aeems fettered in listlessneas.
chains.
And the blood goes sluggishly through the
veins.
It is better than powders better than
pills
To go for a canter ssrmi i the hills.
-Susie 2d. Best in Philadelphia Ledger.
LEFT A LOOP HOLE FOR THEM
Ihey Did Not Avail Themselves
It—This Retires the Case As to
UUta Johnson—Alice Goes
To The Asylum.
, :. v is of some magic fewer unfurled.
’reading o'er enchanted ground,
mother and a kindlier world.
-ter of that blaak and bolted keep
newest is Life: the angel’s name la
Memphis, July 30.—Alice Mitchell
was declared insane by the jury after
twenty minutes deliberation.
Judge Dubose’s charge was a full ex
position of tbe law and was satisfactory
to the counsel on both sides. It is no
secret that the jndge would like to try
the defendant for mnrder and he gave
the jnry a loop hole by which a verdict
of the same might have been rendered had
they wanted to avail themselves of it.
He charged that if they fen .id Alice
of unsound mind in certain points,. but
Archibald Lampman in Harper's.
the bottom of it.”
We proceeded to the house and into it.
1’iIE VEILED GHOST,
and into the library, where all was silent
as we had quitted it.
I lit the gas. Heqry’a first act was to
survey his mother’s portrait. Then he
made search for the mysterious paper.
A PULL FOR LIFE.
:he fall of last year I received a
-am from the wife of my friend,
y Todd, requesting my immediate
tice at his house, which wsfe in the
:ry. 1 knew my friend to be soma-
whimsical, and at first imagined
>mc fresh freak was imminent,
my arrival at the beautiful little
:e <’f C I was greeted by Henry
his wife With the most cheerful
I was passing mi evening with Jack
Harlan, the noted landlooker and specu
lator. The latter phase of his occupa
tion, however, has come in later years.
In the old times he was dependent on
his daily toil for subsistence.
He has a comfortable home now, a
nice family and an assured income, so
that he can afford to talk lightly of his
past life while roughing it in the wilds
of Michigan and Wisconsin.
“So youHvish me to give yon a little
of r* experience while looking land,
Jim?’ said Harlan.
1 assured him that nothing would
please me better, since 1 knew he must
have met with some interesting experi
ences daring the long period of his tim
ber life. Jack was not given to “b!ow-
mg his own bogle,” yet at times, under
the mellowing influence of a hickory'
fire on a winter’s evening, he would talk
by the hour of the woods and his adven
tures therein.
It was' a btustrv night outside, and
Jack sat before the fire holding little
Bess, ins youngest child; and smoothing
her dark ringlets with his big brown
hand. 1 could see that he was in a rem
iniscent mood, so 1 waited patiently for
him to speak. ' ; ~
“Do you kuoW, 'Jim,” he said at
length, “1 was never frightened bnt |
twice in my HfSj? I have met with many
adventures, but nearly always I conld
see my way out somewhere, and man
aged to remain fairly cool through it all.
But on two occasions 1 quite lost my
head, and very nearly my life.”
1 nodded as he ceased to speak, and
“ft Was test yqars ago last November
that Dolph Weuder and I set ont on a
two weeks’ tnin®, looking land in the
region about the headwaters of the
Muskegon. Tbe weather was cool and
the air bribing, just the season of the
year for big game, so Dolph and 1 took
along onf Winchesters, with plenty of
ammunition.
“We meant to bring down some game,
even should we Bud plenty of timber on
the land we had been sent to estimate,
i was quite a Nimlrod in those days, and
would rather hunt titan eat.
“On the afternoon of the fourth day
we halted oqtfeilju&k of a large lake.
The lanC. sgdwireorto look over, on
“It is gone,” said he, in awed tones.
1 proposed that we should adjourn till
morning, so that we conld have daylight
upon the subject.
Immediately after breakfast Henry
made for the library, and I followed
him.
Just then we heard the piano strnck
by expert fingers in an adjoining room,
and a rich, low voice sing the notes of
an air which 1 had never heard before.
I felt that I conld not listen to it and
stand, so strangely did the melody float
and linger, and flatter and die away.
Meantime Henry was wandering abont
the room.
“What can have come over that poem,
1 wonder?’ I heard him say as he lifted
an ink bottle, a book, a decanter, and
looked under them all in turn.
“Wait a moment for me,” 1 said to
him as 1 slipped out of the room and
joined the musician.
It was his sister, of course, and 1
joined her just as she concluded the in
fernal or supernal melody, and know
ing not what better to do I requested
her to favor me by repeating it.
“Do yon like it?* she quickly asked.
“It is a wonderful thing,” I returned.
“May 1 ask whose are tbe verses and
who is the composer? 1
“The verses are my mother’s and the
music is my own.”
I was stupefied.
“Do you possess a written Copy of
them?”
“No; bnt I conld not forget them. 1
feel so sorry sometimes, for I have lost
the manuscript in her own handwrit
ing-” „ ± .
“Excuse me for iAtag.MtaPTodd;
bnt have yon a copy of tlmlm} verses in
your own handwriting?" a
“1 have not, Mr. Winslow. I sing
them from memory.”
“This is very extraordinary. I cer
tainly read those verses in tn&hnscript
last evening.”
“Indeed!” she exclaimed, looking at
me curiously. “Most likely yon heard
me sing them late, and that may have
cheated yon into the idea. I played and
sung them last night.”
My first proceeding when 1 reached
my bedroom that night was to drink a
glass of brandy , my next to untiea.
packet of fine«l*rcfa powder, with which
I had armed myself some hours before.
A little later, when not a sound was
heard in the bouse, you mignt have seen
me slip off my slippers, take np the pow
der, cautiously invade the hall and row
the entire area of it with powder.
When I entered the library I shut out
the moonlight, which was playing the
mischief with my fancy, and lit the gas.
I then seated myself in the chair which
faced the hanging portrait of Henry's
mother, and I conld see my own reflec
tion plainly in its glass front.
Presently 1 detected a series of slight
sonnds in the distance, as of some one
astir. While my heated imagination
was busily forging fetters for my judg
ment the library door opened slowly
and the moving image of the portrait,
draped in white veil, made straight for
the curtained window, leaving in its
wake at every seep the white impress of
an unmistakable reality.
1 saw at once, of course, that it was
Miss Todd who stood before me, bnt
had a planet been at stake 1 conld not
have moved or spoken.
She opened the window shutter very
deliberately and the moonlight streamed
into the room, transforming everything
and imparting to her features and her
figure an indistinct and shadowy beauty,
which was altogether spiritual and un
vestured of decay.
I saw her take from a-fold of her thick
veil a paper, which she read over in the
full light. I could see her eyes—that
they wore a look as if they saw nothing
nearer than the land of darkness. Her
face was like the face of one who had
been dead.
I was trembling like a leaf when the
figure moved straight tow , A me, and
holding fortte.^-Jhs raid, in a
strange, far.
bnt sane enongn to confer with her
counsel so as to properly contradict his
defense they might nnder the law ren
der a verdict of sane. .
He read authorities touching the alight
value to he attached to expert medical
testimony, bnt kept strictly within the
bounds of law thronghont. The jury
was ont twenty minutes and returned
the following verdict:
“We, the jury, find the defendant. Alio*
Wiit'ii Mrs. Todd bad gone, Henry
. iu a solemn whisper, which filled
... with conjecture:
■•1 nave something to say to you when
,ui opportunity; and as it concerns
v. we must not speak of it before
ivhjdy. Here she is! Tom, this is
y -istcr! Mary, this is my dearest and
friend, Thomas Winslow, Es-
” e, iuojury, unu me oeienaanr, Alice
Mitchell, insane, ami that it would endan
ger the public peace to set her at liberty.”
The veteran editor, McGallaway, was
foreman.
By this verdict the defendant will be
confined to the asylnm at Boliver. If
she recovers she can still be tried for
the murder, or tbe case can be sol
pressed, as the attorney general may
elect.
The finding of the jnry means the re
tirement of the case against Lillie John
son. Alice showed not the least emo
tion at the verdict. c
could see that Henry was very fond
his beautiful sister; bnt this would
•• interested me less perhaps through-
the evening bad I not detected in
manner a solicitude respecting her
which it was impossible to perceive
Mrs. Todd made no attempt to help
me oat of my bewilderment, but with
finite tact supported a conversation on
fifty topics, without once touching upon
the ul-gram.
At last the ladies retired. Henry
seated himself opposite me, and leaning
forward, just as far as the feat was safe,
said very solemnly:
"Tom. I've had a communication from
my mother! I lyive seen her too.”
Hi- mother had been dead for twenty
WATSON’S WITNESSES.
The Investigation of HI* Recent Charges
Beguu la Committee.
Washington, July 30.—In a close,
itnffy room in one of the corners of the
house wing of the capital, the special
committee to investigate the' charges
made by Representative Watson of
Georgia to the effect that members had
been seen drunk on the &■.-or of the
house, met Friday evening at 8 o’clock.
bnt some of the
VTvll. Henry,” mid I in a careless
h:*n. "what sort of communication
-now you.” and he ares* and
■1 me a document, saying, “I re
that from her own hand.” ” *
A wild wind shall blow,
Ato! ihe beautiful snow
Shall cover my ifary and me—
And happy wo’!l sleep
Far dawn in the deep.
My sinless sweet Mary and me.
■ v with a kind of awe that I read
Watson was prompt,
members were slow in arriving. '■
When the committee was called to or
der. Mr. Watson was requested' to make
gdod the charge that there had b'en
drunkenness in the house. He sub
mitted to the committee that the reso
lution appointing the committee had
been addpted long after noon, and then
called to meet at 8 o’clock. He had not
had time to procure his witnesses, and
he wonld prefer that the inquiry go
took the paper from in* 1 mere
Tell me the whole affair. 1 suppose
y u take that communication, as - yon
call it, ! o refer to your sister?”
“I do,” he said emphatically, “hot I'Ui
tell yon wh.it happened.
"It has been my custom to sit late in
this room if the nights were fine. The
moon shone right in on me one niglit
lately—the third, I think, after Mary*#
arriv.il—and I could see myself reflected
in the glass of that chalk drawing hung
above yon there. That drawing is a
portrait of my mother.
•It was after midnight. Suddenly l
found ir. y self regarding my own reflec-
t; r.. when behind my chair—in the
glass—1 saw something shape itself. 1
did not stir, bnt looked and distinctly
saw a figure draped in white leaning
over me. and the face was the face of
my mother! 1 saw the figure pass by
that door from this room.
"On the third night afterward I had
gone to lied, but conld uot sleep. 1
dressed and came down here to select a
book. 1 carried a taper. .
“When 1 entered, standing within
those curtains, close to the window and
fronting me, was the form I had seen
before, draped from head to foot in
white, the face risible — my mother’s
face—-and extending toward me a sheet
of paper which was unfolded. I took it
ft m her hand, as she approached and
passed me, leaving the room. 1 sat
down and read the verses which seem
to have impressed even yooxself. Now
what do you think of it all?’
"Is your sister informed?’ I asked,
evading a direct reply.
"By no means.”
“That's right.”
The night was wearing on, but it was
beautiful without, and 1 proposed a
stroll. The ladies had retired, so that
we were free. Not a soul in the house
was astir, and out we went. Suddenly
tnrning toward my moody friend, I again
rushed into the subject, reckless of any
• "ling of his own.
Show me that paper again,” I de-
~ untied.
J hare left it,” said be, and was about
retu rn to the house, when I inter
rupted him.
Nevermind. 1 remember the lines,
sx ’ am determined to sift tbe matter on
spot. It seems to me that if there is
%r '-king supernatural abont it, it is a
'’proatural blunder.
" ■ deny that tlte spirit of your mother
b&* speared to you. Twotbings are at
at: > rate deducible from these communi-
tatioiis. Either its effect was not intel-
- ’ifitiy calculated or it was malignaat-
. devised.” •
I drew myself up about this stage of
headlong gallop over my friend, just
to have a look at him and to adjust my
self.
"Let ns return," said he, suddenly
■inking his arm iA mine. “Perliapa you
ir " right. Tom. But you are driving
[ -e to supjKwe that there is something
wrong with myself.”
Gnr conversation had drifted from the
subject altogether when we approached
the house.
“There is some one on the lookout for
” I exclaimed, as I looked toward the
Window of the library.
“Oh, God!" I heard Henry jpoaa, gl
over for a day.
He understood that the- investigation,
though nominally directed, at the house,
was intended x'or him. Be dht-hot fear.
He courted investigation. He Was asked
by the chairman for a list of the wit
nesses he would like to hare summoned.
In response he gave the namqs of the
following Republicans: Khiel, Butler,
Davis, McKeigh, Simpson. White of
Iowa, Halverson, Lagan and Otis and
Messrs. J. H. Turner, and H. C. Saffeli,
and Miss Bessie Dwyer. Turner is at
present in St. Louis, and tbe question
arose as to whether inquiry should be
delayed so as to enable him to be sum
moned. It was finally decided that he
should be summoned, and tbe sergeant-
at-arms was instructed to telegraph re
questing his appearance. ^
TWO FIENDS HANGED.
Terrible Vengeance X-ted Oat to tke
Beastly RapUts.
Nashville, July 30. ~A Knoxville
special to The American says that An
drew Bealson and John W. Willis, last
Wednesday outraged Mrs. Wm. Dilke
near Jacksboro, in Campbell county.
They first bound and gagged her hus
band,'and he witnessed the affair.
Friday they were captured and iden
tified by Dilke and a mob of 140 mao
took the two fiends from the jail and
hanged them side by side to a tree. Tbe
outrage committed upon Mrs. Dilke was
in revenge, she having refused Bealson
and Willis and married Dilke a abort
time ago.
A Deserted Wife’s Revenge. I
Atlanta. July 20.—Alice Smith, at
young white woman, was the victim of
a terrible punishment at the hands of a
deserted wife here.. Two ounces of vit
riol was dashed in her face, patting oat
one of her eyes, and horribly disfiguring
her face.
Some time ago, John Olive, a machin
ist working at the Van Winkle shops,
left his wife and 3 months-old babe to
live with the Smith woman. His wife a*
discovered his conduct, and made every
effort to get him to leave the woman
and return to her. Olive refused; and
then the deserted wife went to the room
occupied by the Smith woman, carrying
her babe in her arms, and calling her to
the door dashed vitriol in her face.
Mrs. Olive was arrested, and tbe
Smith woman taken to the Grady hos
pital, where she now is. -
A D. A x>aib & McCarty Bros , Ferti
lizers. < Successors to Adair Bros & Co.)
Drab Sib:—The Electro poise I
bought from your agent in October last
has given entire satisfaction. Tbe use
of it has effected, I think, a permanent
cure on me. I had tried many remedies
a? : .i 'asantness of voice:
“Is it not *.i> beautiful? Yon may
take a copy from it if yon like, bat do
not lose it again.”
I started to my feet, and to my as
tonishment I did not startle the beauti
ful sleeper, who had strode away as
stately as she had come, leaving in my
hand the simple manuscript, which 1
held fast, as if it might take wing.
When I went down states before
breakfast I found Henry making a'puz-
zled scrutiny of mysterious footprints,
the unaccountable thing being that up
on the steps there were shown the’foot
prints of a man and a woman, and~with-
inthe library the evidence of feminine
invasion only. .
The light I was enabled to throw upon
the matter brought a smile to the
countenance of my friend that broaden
ed presently into a laugh.—B. P. in New
York News. --
As an after-dinner piU, t • streueri t v
tbe stomach, assist digestion, and ooirect
any dilious tendencies. Aver’s P*Us arc
considered tbe best. B 'ng«ng«-caat-
ed, they are as agreeable “ '
tion, and may be taken by the most deli
cate.
The will of Bobi. Tsylor is now be
ing r corded and is shoot the longest
Wal, if yer hevn’t I guess yer cud jist
as soon git an idee of what it raily is as
yew end put Niagary in a gal’s thimble.
Fast thing yoa see is a little carlo’
smoke far off. Then, all at once, it be
gins to git thicker and Tedder 1x0111 the
edges, and suddenly ye hear a rush like
a river comin down in foil flood.
“Then up through the smoke goes a
big spout o’ fire, and all behind vet’s
one sea o’ great red, roarin flames leapin
and twistin and shootin up into the very
sky and rollin after ye like a waterfall.
“Wal, that’s the kind o’ thing poor old
Jack and the other two hed got at theii
heels, and 1 reckon them bosses didn’t
want much spurrin! But though they
went like the wind the fire gained on
’em, for you want' a start o’ twehty mil«
to race it fair. However, they war still
putty well ahead and .lookin out with
all their eyes for the fast sign o’
SanctUac the Chinese In.
Eaolr Pass, July 30.—Smuggling
Chinamen into the United States
through Texas at this point in violation
of the exclusive act, has become exten
sive. Seventeen foreigners have been
purchases. She was in tears when her
husband came home, and to him she
mill that Ewens had insulted her while
she was in his store, having made an
indecent proposal to bar. Albright,
without deity* tunted Ewens up an4
administered a sound thrashing, where- •
upon the latter had him arrested for as-
••nU anil hatfprv AlhH»llt
clearin ’round the ranch, when all in a
minnt the gal’s boss gives just one gasp
and tumbles over. Down jumps old
Jack like lightnin and had her np in hi-
sault and battery. Albright was placed
under bond, tbe question of provocation
teat being considered the justice.
