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ADMINISTRATOR’S SALE.
Bv virtue of an orde r of the Ordinary of
Jackson county, will be sold at auction
at the court house door of said county,
on the first Tuesday in May 1899. with
in the legal hours of sale the following
property to wit: A certain tract of land
lvine in said county and in the town of
Nicholson, containing forty-five and
seven-tenths (45 7-10) acres, more or
w s and adjoining lands of E. H Per-
Jf W , B. Tuck, C. H. Smith and oth
ers, Sold as the property of Emma
T Smith, late of said county, deceased,
for the purpose of paying debts and dis
tribution among the heirs On said
place is a good dwelling with five rooms,
about twenty five acres in cultivation
and rest in forest and old fields. Terms
cas h. This April 3d, 1899.
J. M. Rogers, Administrator.
LETTERS OF ADMINISTRATION.
Georgia, Jackson County.
To whom it may concern, Michael
Bros, having made application to me in
due form that the Clerk of Jackson
Superior Court, or some proper and fit
person, be appointed permanent admin
istrator upon the estate of Jamep Dotteiy
late of said county, dec’d., notice is here
by given that said application will be
heard at the regular term of the Court
of Ordinary, for said county, to be held
ou the first Monday in May 1899,
Witness my hand and official seal,
this the 3d day of April 1899.
L Y. Bradbury,
Ordinary Jackson County.
LETTERS OF DISMISSION.
Georgia. Jackson County.
Whereas, C. W. Finch, administrator,
on the estate of C. B Finch, late of said
county, deceased, applies for letters of
disuissisn. This is to satisfy all con
cerned to show cause if any they can,
on the first-Monday in May next why
letters of dismission should not be
granted as prayed for. This February
(Ith 1899 L Y. Bradbcry.
Ordinary Jackson County.
LETTERS OF DISMISSION.
Georgia, Jackson County.
Whereas, W. N. Lemaster, Executor
on the estate of W. A. Lemaster, late of
said county, deceased, applies for let
ters of dismission. This is to notify
all concerned to show cause, if any they
can, ou the first Monday in July 1899,
why letters of dismission should not be
granted as prayed for. This April 3d,
1899. L Y. Bradbury,
Ordinary Jackson County.
LETTERS OF DISMISSION.
Georgia, Jackson County.
Whereas, J. C. Browning, ad
ministrators on the estate of J. O.
Browing, late of said county, deceased,
applies tor letters of dismission. This is
to notify all concerned to show cause, if
any they can, on the first Monday in
July next why letters of dismission
should not be granted as prayed for.
This April 3d, 1899
L. Y. Bradbury,
Ordinary Jaokson County.
TWELVE MONTHS SUPPORT.
Georgia, Jackson County.
Whereas, the appraisers appointed to
appraise and set apart a twelve months
support to Mrs. Sarah A. Harrison out
of ths estate of Jason C. Harrison, de
ceased, have filed their return and re
port. This is to notify heirs and cred
itors, to show cause if apy they can,
wty an order should not be granted
setting apart the property assigueu by
the appraisers as a twelve months sup
port on the first Monday in May 1899.
Given under my hand and official sig
nature this 3rd day of April 1899.
L. Y. Bradbury,
Ordinary Jackson County.
LETTERS OF GUARDIANSHIP.
Georgia, Jackson County.
I'o whom it may concern: G. W.
Lonnolly, having applied for guardian
ship for the person andpioperty of Gra
dy Nunn, minor child of W. D. Nunn,
jate ot said county, deceased, notice is
lereby given that said application will
t>e heard at my office at 10 o’clock a. m.,
°, n tue first Monday in May next. This
A pnl 3d, 1899 L. Y. Bradbury.
Ordinary Jackson County
LETTERS OF GUARDIANSHIP.
Georgia, Jackson County.
dv h R may concern: S. H. Har
having applied for guardianship for
6 person and property of Julia Hardy,
uor child of J. VV. Hardy, late of
tniT deceased, notice is hereby
at , 6n Ba * d application will be heard
c ' l ?.°® ce at 10 o’clock a. m., on the
in May next. This April
3d ’ m 9 L. Y. Bradbtry,
Ordinary Jackson County.
RHEUMATISM CURED.
j, wi^e Las used Chamberlain’s Pain
a^ Ilfor r Leunatism with great relief,
11 - 1 can recommend it as a splendid
Q'ment for rheumatism and other
uphold use for which we have found
“ valuable.-W. J. Cuyler, Red Creek,
ilr. Cuyler is one of the leading mer
aut" of village and one of the
■ t prominent men in this vicinity.—
-I uii’pin, Editor Red Creek
“ etsW - For sale b, Winder Drug, Cos.
SAM HOSE
CAPTURED
AND BURNED
Hose Was Cau<rht Near Marshallville Saturday Night,
Carried to lewnan Yesterday and Slowly
Roasted to Death, After Being Tortured
With Knives.
WHILE HOSE IS TORTURED
THE MULTITUDE APPLAUDS
Atlanta Journal.
Newnan, Ga., April 24. —Hundreds of
infuriated and frenzied men, delirious
with delignt at his capture, cheered
Sam Hose to death yesterday afteernoon
at the stake, their only regret being
that the human mind could not con
ceive of torture more agonizing.
And such stoicism has probably never
before been equalled as the bleeding,
agonizing wretch fought back the flames
with his hands, tugged at his chain as
a wild animal, shook the tree as if to
tear it from its very roots and beat away
his hands upon the links that held him
in the furnace.
As the fire licked his body and burn
ed and charred his flesh, a mighty shout
went up from a thousand throats, men
frantically waved their hats and eager
ly shook hauds with those who had
been directly instrumental in his capt
ure.
All human sympathy had been passed
beyond and instead of pity for the tor
tured wretch who writhed iu his fear
ful agony, there was mirth and merri
ment at every wild contortion.
“Don’t shoot, don’t shoot,” was the
crj of warning that came from those
centered about the cremating body.
“Let ’im burn by degrees.”
Not a shot was fired. Men looked on
calmly and deliberately.
The fire licked in torturous curves
about the fiend’s feet and lower limbs.
Slowly it climbed towards the waist
and the negro ceased his beating ou
his chain and bcg&R to frantically fan
back the fire from his hips.
Then he attempted to climb the tree,
tearing away the flesh about his body
where the big chain cut deep into the
flesh and brought a trickling stream of
blood.
A Holocaust of Human Flesh.
The torch was applied at 2:30 o’clock.
The negro had been chained to a stub
by pine tree, about one huudred yards
distant from the Palmetto road, two
inilt s from town.
The orderly crowd that left Newnan
a few minutes before with the prisoner,'
was now excited and clamoring for the
cremation.
On the way to the scene fifteen cords
of wood, which had been piled up at the
home of Mr. Joe Featherstone, was seiz
ed by the crowd and every stick was
carried along in the wild sweep of the
mob.
“Hang him! Burn him!” shoutod the
people, who were wet with perspiration
caused by the long dog trot and the
anxiety and excitement of the occasion.
Hose was half carried, half dragged,
with a chain around his neck, but he
fared fairly well when the frenzy of the
mob is considered.
He was hurriedly carried to the pine
tree, chained about his body, then wood
was thrown about his feet, oil poured
on the kindling and the match applied,
after hie body had been mutilated.
The sound of frying, sizzling human
flesh and the smell of the charred and
slowly baking body was nauseating and
revolting beyond all description.
Hose was concious for exactly twenty
minutes. Each minute seemed an hour
to me, and each hour to him must have
been a century of torture and terrible
agony, such agony impossible to im
agine.
Knives Mutilate His Body.
When the chain was fastened to the
tree there was silence save for the clang
ing of the chain and the noise of the
wood fal ing, stick by stick.
The men about the stake were calm,
ihe orders were given in a low voice,
and there was absolute order and de
corum, if such may b) said, when the
final crisis came.
It was a moment of dread suspense
and agony to those who were not too
busy with the actual work of making
the negro fast to the tree.
Everybody was worn and weary and
out of breath from the long trip
through the streets of Newnan and the
long run to the stake. Men fell from
sheer exhaustion when the scene was
reached. The sun was sickening hot,
terror thrilled the hearts of the vast
majority of the mob. and those few
seconds were the calm befoje the storm.
It was well that this slightdelay in fast
ening the chain brought an opportunity
for a moment’s rest to better prepare
the spectators for what followed.
“Din’t shoot, bovs,” cried one of the
ringleaders . “He’s ready, but let him
die by inches.”
A man sprang forward and in his
hand was the gleamingblad9 of a knife.
The blade went ud, caught the shim
mering rays of the sun, flashed down
ward and the right ear of Hose was
gone, smoothly cut. The blood gudied
in a nauseating, spouting stream.
A cheer went up from the mob.
Then another grasped the left ear, the
knife darted again and the writhing
negro was earless.
Another plunged a knife in the fleshy
part of his side.
“Stop, stop.” yelled several who
dashed forward “Dod’c kill that man;
we are going to burn him by degrees.”
“Oh, well, we are just playing with
him; we ain’t geiug to kill him ”
Then came further mutilation, many
hands being cut m the delirious frenzy
of the men to perform the bloody task.
•‘Oh, Burn Him; Don’t Wait.”
“Burn him, burn him,” was the cry.
One man started the shout aud hun
dreds took it up and thousands were
crying at the top of their voice
Willing hands struck matches and a
huudred little flames flashed into the
rich pine aud blazed like lightning
through the Lerosene.
•‘Don’t make it too hot,” was the
warning.
“Glory to Gad,” screamed an old
white haired man, who was jumping
up aud down in unison with the
wretch’s contortions. “God bless every
man who had a hand in this. Thank
Go l for veugeance.”
The Are crackled and flamed.
Then the fire, with a roar, darted up
the man’s clothing and rau up his back,
burning away every rag, burning his
hair away, singeing off his eyebrows.
Wheu the clothing was burned a way,
the flames fell back and began eating
away with gnawing hunger at his feet.
Slowly the fire crawled upward, men
pulling the brands away to keep the
flames from burning too fast.
Beat His Hand Into a Jelly.
With the strength of a demon Hose
tugged at his chain, threw himself
against the tree and jerxed backward,
beat his head against the tree, tried to
climb away from the flames, but not a
word did he utter, but stood, stoical,
grim, defiant, not eve breaking his si
lence to breathe a prayer for the welfare
of his souL
Then Hose began to beat againsi the
chain that held him in his agony.
With ponderous blows he beat with
his right hand upon the links.
Piece by piece he beat the flesh off his
hand, the fingers were stripped of flesh
and sinews until the bones, protruding,
were snapped by the blows.
The odor of burning flesh was inde
scribably nauseating.
Around and around the tree the m -
gro swung in his agouy and his contor
tions, so fearful, brought cheers from
the crowd.
“Down in front,’’ cried those who
were on the outer edges of the circle of
straining ,tip- toeing people.
“Oh, don’t jump so, Sam; it don’t
hurt yen,” came a tantalizing shout,
followed by jeers.
“What did you do it for, Sam. If you
didn’t want to get warmed up a little?”
But these mocking cries fell upon
deaf ears.
The negro was battling in the flames
with wildest and superhuman energy
Now he was twisting aronnd the tree;
now biting at the bark of the pine,
jumping and springing and twisting
and fighting for every inch of life, kick
ing the embers with his dangling legs,
blood vessels bursting, eyes protruding,
but not a word, not a tear, but, oil God,
the horror of his face, the agonizing
look, the hellish expression!
No words are descriptive of the soone,
the writhing, the contortions, the de
moniacal display of energy, the fumes
of nausea and wretchedness.
I stood as c’ose to the flames and the
writhing figure in their midst as the
heat would permit. Men crowded,
around, pulling out the burning wood
when the fire became too hot-
I became sick and faint, as did every
body who was within reach of the odor
of frying flesh.
Demon Snaps His Chain.
After ten minutes of uutolrt ogony
Hose snapped his chain and fell into the
embers and fl ime.
Hi would probably have run, but his
feet were burned away, He simply
fill helpless iu the flames, bouncing
aud beating himself in the red hot em
bers.
This was exactly at 2:40 o’clock.
The negro was picked up, thrown
against the tree and the chain wrapped
tightly.
An Ohio man rushed through
the group, grasped a oau of
keroceue oil and dashed it on the
wretch.
His deed was applauded,
For another ten minutes the negro
was conscious, his writniugs increasing
as the fire blaz sd higher.
At 2:50 o’clock hi swooned aud faint
ed and consciousness was gone.
The figure hung limp and apparently
lifeless, held only by the chain to the
tree.
“Oh, he died too qiick, ” catne
a regretful comment from the crowd.
The Wild Ride From Griffiu.
NEWNAN, April 24.—When the
Central train reached Milner, fourteen
miles below Griffin yesterday, a tele
gram was sent to Griffin saying that
Hose was on the train and was being
bronght to Atlanta
Hundreds of people met the train at
Gr.ftin.
The train was searched, bat Hose was
not found at first.
Another search was made and the ne
gro was found in a closet.
He was in charge of J. B- and J L
Jones, of MarshallviLe, who captured
him Saturday night and were bringing
hnn to Atlanta for delivery to the
sheriff of Fulton county.
Tne people in Griffi a were orderly,
but determined. The Jones brothers
declined to give up their prisoner, (ear
ing that he would be lynched there and
the reward would be lost.
They were promised that he would be
carried to the sheriff of Coweta county
and delivered, a receipt signed and taken
to cinch the reward
The train was ordered out from
Macon headquarters and was quickly
made up in Griffin. Only one coach w is
carried, but in this coach and on it and
on the engine and in it 269 persons
found room for their feet.
Hose Was Black as Tar.
When I saw the negro I was sure an
other mistake had been made, for he
was a jet b’ack negro.
“That’s lamp black we put on his
face and hauds, ” said Mr. Jones, “to
keep the people along the line from dis
covering the identify of the man.”
One of the party dampened his finger
and rubb3d it across the forehead of the
negro and the coppery color came back
to life.
Hose was handcuffed by Griffiu Po
liceman Bob Gordon and Officer
Phelps.
A chain was placed around his neck
and another around his waist, and he
was securly held by those sitting near.
Probably a more orderly crowd never
left Griffin, not even on a Sunday
school picnic excursion.
Ee very body was cautioned not to
shoot, aHd all guns were taken and
placed under the seats, so they would
not *how through the carwindows.
At every road crossing, at every farm
house and iu every village passed, the
people were ont en masse to cheer the
train, telegrams haviug been sent ahead,
but not a word came from the train in
answer to the public demonstration of
the populace.
Under this fire the men rode iu silence,
such self-control probably never before
seen.
Hose Was Well Treated.
Hose was treated well on the train.
He was not crowded by the curious
neither was he tortured with questions.
To me he told his confession brief!/,
while Joseph H. Drewry, special corres
pondent for The Journal at Griffin,
took it down.
He talked in a low voice, stopped at
frequent intervals to catch a glimpse of
the flying panorama of country out of
the car wmdow, knowing that hi 9 life
was running out with each revolution
o! the car wheels.
At all the stations there were ladies
who had come to catch a glimpse of the
negro.
Hose was told to hold his head out of
the car window so that he could be seen.
“Don’t shoot, boys,” came the warn
ing from the car, and men held their
heads against the head of the negro so
that none would fire.
And wonderful, under the circum
stances, not a shot was fired from the
time that Hose was captured until he
was burned for hours.
Hose Makes Full Confession.
Hose talked o? his crime wild
ly-
“ Yes, captain, I killed Mr. Alfred
Cranford,” said the negro.
And he paused and looked up as
if he thought I should say some
thing.
“Whit male you kill him. Sam?”
I asked, looking full iu the half up>-
turned, anxious face, with staring
eyes.
“Lige Strickland told me he would
give me SBO to kill him and I dun
it. When I went back to get the
money, Lige said he didn’t have
it.
“I assaulted Mrs Cranford and that’s
what I’m sorry about. I don’t mind
killing the man.”
This confession was made again on
the train, again at the Newuan depot to
Sheriff Brown and at the stake. The
negro stuck to his same story all the way
through the crucible.
He said at one time that he ran to
Marshallv.lle, avoiding the towns and
another time be said he rode ou a freight
train from near Woodbury to Ma
ooon.
The News in Griffin.
GRIFFIN. Ga , April 24 —The spe
cial train bearing the committee of
Griffin citiz:iia which carried Sam Hose
to Newnan yesterday and turned him
over to the sher.ff of Coweta county, re
turned here yesterday afternoon at 5
o’clock and was reoeived with much en
thusiasm by the thousands of people
gathered at the Central depot. If the
going of these men was encouraged,
there return was like a triumphal entry
into the city. Aud not only was tbit;
so in Griffiu, bur all along the liue men,
women and children rushed to the side
of the railroad and with waving hats
ane handkerchiefs shouted eucourago
ment and good will to those who were
taking the negro brute to his just re
ward.
At ever stop on the return the ques
tion was “what did they do with him?”
and when told that he had been burned
at a stake the me:i would yell, the worn
en would clap their hands and not a few
murmured a fervent “Thank God!” be
tween their tears. If anything the worn
were more enthusiastic than the men.
and certainly they were more thankful
that Hose had been made to suffer, as
nearly as possible as much as his inno
cent victim.
Several han Ired who wanted to go
were left behind on account of the scarc
ity of room on the train Tears were shed
and curses were loud and deep when it
was found that only a limited number
could be accommodated. Yet they were
perfectly satisfied that those who went
would see that the negro had justice.
Never has the community been so pro
fonndly stirred, and had it not been for
a few cool heads there is no doubt that
he would have been burned hei’e. Bat
better counsrl prevailed and it is a mat
ter of thankfulness to the large majority
of Griffiu people that he was carried to
the scene of his crime and executed
there.
Those who went on the special are
more than grateful to the good people
of Newnan. who treated them so cour
teously. Nothing was allowed to be
paid for and had it not been for their
hospitality many a Griffin man would
have gone without his dinner and some
without a breakfast also.
The city is quiet this morning and
is no excitement visible. The ne
groes are almost unanimous in con
demning Hose and unite in saying that
his punishment was fully deserved.
Some even go so far as to wish they
could 've had the pleasure of applying
the tore..