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Fitzgerald Leader.
FITZGERALD, GEORGIA.
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KUNTAPP Its SOIW.
“Incurable bad manners" i3 what
the London Graphio terms the refusal
of the United States to yield on every
occasion when America’s interests con¬
flict with those of England.
Harold Frederic, in his cable letter
to the New York Times, points out
the fact that the new developments in
the Eastern question amount to noth¬
ing, and that the Turk is still worthy
of the name of an artful dodger.
Says the Baltimore American:
Every dollar of gold in the world has
cost over two dollars, and of every
50,000 gold mines in the world only
two have paid. These are statistics
which ought to stagger even a person
who is getting ready to go to Alaska.
The advanced woman seems to the
Trenton (N. J.) American to be invad¬
ing every field of labor heretofore ac-
cupied exclusively by men. The
sensation of tbe day in New York City
and its suburbs is the discovery that
Mrs. Mary Hansen, sixty-four years
old, lias proved to be, by long odds,
the most successful confidence opera¬
tor in the country. She reaped about
$100,000 in Jersey City, and the total
of her gains, so far as they have been
made known, in New York and Brook¬
lyn, foot up about $250,000, and ex¬
tend over a period of abont twenty
years. She has been engaged in a
variety of swindles, and thus far has
managed to escape publicity, She
spent tbe money obtained liberally,
seeming to have no idea of its value,
and now is said to be poor. She is
in jail awaiting the action of the grand
jary.
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Cyclists are becoming alarmed at the
general tendency to tax bicycles. In
Chicago the municipal authorities are
trying to collect duty on all cycles and
are not popular with the owners of
wheels, in consequence. In Maine,
from the returns thus far made by the
local tax assessors, the taxing of
bicycles has become general. A good
income is derived from this source,
aud the assessors think it has had a
marked effect on road improvement.
An attempt was made to provide for a
like tax in Columbus, Ohio, where
some time ago a vehicle tax ordinance
was introduced before the City Coun¬
cil, rating bicycles at seventy-five
cents each yearly. The question of
constitutionality’ was raised, and it was
decided by a prominent legal author¬
ity that the ordinance could, not be
applied to private carriages and bi¬
cycles.
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Perhaps the best known of Ameri¬
cans who have preferred residence in
England is William Waldorf Astor.
He was admitted to the New York bar
in 1875, became a member of the
Legislature of that State three years
later, and was re-elected in 1881; aud
he was Minister of the United States
to Italy from 1882 to 1885. Bret
Ilarta, who has dropped his first name,
Francis, has made his residence in
Great Britain since his service as
Consul at Glasgow from 1880 to 1885.
Henry James, the novelist, is also
resident abroad, with his address
given in care of his publishers in Lon.
don. William Livingston Alden is
another American man of letters
abroad, having, like Astor and Harte,
entered upon liis exile through the
channel of diplomacy. He was the
Consul-General of the United States
at Borne from 1885 to 1889, since
which time he has devoted himself to
novel and story writing. William
Clark Russell, the spinner of sea
yarns, was born iu New York in Feb¬
ruary, 1844, but he lives in England.
James Abbott McNeill Whistler, the
artist, was born in America in 1835,
educated at West Point, and per¬
mitted to live continuously abroad
since 1857. His address is 110 Rue
de Bac, Paris. Edwin Austin Abbey,
who is in his forty-fifth year, but al¬
ready an associate of tbe Royal Acad¬
emy and of the Royal Water Color So¬
ciety, went to England in 1878, and is
a member of the Reform, Arts and
Beefsteak Clubs. J. S. Sargent, a
member of the Royal Academy since
early in the year, was born in Flor¬
ence, Italy, in 1856, but is the son of
n Boston physician. Dr. Moncure
Daniel Conway, the minister of the
South Place Ethical Society, was born
in Virginia in 1832. Mary Anderson
(Mrs. de Navarro) is an English woman
by residence now, but that hardly
counts. Of different kind is the de¬
nationalization of William Aahmead
Bartlett, born in Plymouth, Mass., in
1851, and now named Burdett-Coutte,
and a member of Parliament, having
married the Baroness Burdett-Contts
and taken her name. l *
THE WIND BLEW JN THE WHEAT.
A sickle moon hunk low and white, In the edge of a golden west.
With clanging bolls the herd came home; and mother birds on the nost
Thrilled to the song that is never sung—so soft! so wildly sweetl
The whippoorwill in the marsh-land called, and the wind blew in the wheat.
High summer had broken to hedge-row waves with a foam of eldor bloom.
By waste and way-side the swoetbrier stars showed faint In the tender gloom.
And nibbling dewdrops hares crept timed out the to chant, play, on the si’ent wind velvet blew in feet. the wheat.
As waxing
“Benlson to each bearded head, In the land of golden grain!
Ye shall drink of the sun. in strength and power, nor lack the grateful rain.
In the bursting mills, in the ocean pressed with the ke»ls of a laden fleet,
Ye mav read the smile of the Lord of Hosts,” the wind blow in the wheat.
—Martha MaCulloeh-Williams, in Harper’s Weekly.
Jg A*RAILWAY * ADVENTURE. j|
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13 y DR. MAX NOHDAU.
y N this night
m tlie windows
of the crowd¬
Ji ed cafe had
been thrown
fi open, and
© the fresh,
cool air of
glip the spring
night strug¬
gled for mas¬
tery with the
close tobac¬
co-laden at-
which filled mospliere
the large hall.
A glance out into the night showed
the deep-blue heaven overhead and a
brilliant full moon, whose cold, clear
rays sparkled on the fresh foliage of
the budding trees as they swayed
gently to and fro in the light breeze.
The members of the society to which I
at this time belonged had been accus¬
tomed for some time past to reserve a
certain table in the cafe for them-
selves, where they met every evening
to chat over and discuss the events of
the passing hour. They were, for the
most part, respectable citizens, who
bad far more appreciation for bright
gas-light and a good dinner than for
the charms of a glorious spring night,
and nothing was further removed from
their thoughts on this particular occa¬
sion than a romantic contemplation of
the beauties of nature. On tbe night
I am speaking of our conversation
was of a prosaic enough character, as
was only natural in a small town, and
exhausted itself in discussions about
local matters, the theatre, taxes, and
similar—to an outsider—extremely un¬
interesting topics.
Through some chance remark, how¬
ever, which I cau no longer recall, the
question had sprung up if it were
really credible that a man’s hair could
suddenly become grey in consequence
of a violent shock to the mind. Some
of those present were only half inclined
to disbelieve this somewhat startling
theory, whilst others could not be
sufficiently scathing in the remarks
they made concerningpeople who were
simple enough to place auy credence
in such nursery tales.
As the discussion grew warmer and
warmer, until every member of our
party was engaged either in champion¬
ing or combating the question in point,
a man, seated near us, rose slowly,
pushing his chair from him, aud ap¬
proached our table. He was a fine, tall
fellow, of herculean build, and bis in¬
telligent features, which bore an ex¬
pression of great determination, were
rendered very striking by a pair of
keen blue eyes; but what made bis
appearance still more remarkable was
the fact that both his hair and beard
were as white as snow, although they
surrounded a countenance which would
not permit one to reckon his"' age at
more than about thirty-five.
“Excuse me, gentlemen, if 1 am in¬
terrupting your conversation,” he re¬
marked, bowing politely to us. “You
were just discussing a subject that has
more than an ordinary interest for me.
I kappen*myself to be a living proof
that, under certain circumstances, a
terrible shock to the mind can pro-
dues that self-same physical effect of
which you were just speaking, aud
which the majority of you seem to dis¬
credit. ”
These words naturally excited the
curiosity of all present to the highest
degree. We quickly made room for
our new acquaintance at the table,
and, when he had seated himself
comfortably, urged him to relate to
us the circumstances which had) pro¬
duced such a strange and sudden
change in his appearance, The
stranger feigned no great shyness,
and acquiesced in the most pleasant
manner possible by relating to us the
following:
“If any of you gentlemen have ever
interested yourselves more closely in
American affairs, the name of Auburn
cannot well be strange to you; it de¬
notes much the same for the United
States as Spielberg does for Austria.
You must not picture Auburn to your¬
selves merely as a gloomy and exten¬
sive prison—as one large, solitary
building—no! It is rather an entire
colony of criminals, a sort- of town or
metropolis for the wretches that the
community lias thrust out.
“Shut in by immense walls, which
rise up from the level plain to a con¬
siderable height, are crowded to¬
gether a large number of detached
buildings—bouses that contain the
prison-cells, warders’ dwellings, hos¬
pital, and workshops—all sullen and
forbidding-looking; aud here and there
dotted about may be seen a small patch
of grass, a tew trees, and, very occa¬
sionally, a flower-bed, like the last
lingering recollections of innocent
childhood amongst the black thoughts
of a criminal.
“Certain events, which would have
but little interest for you, had led to
my journeying from Hamburg—my
LxF.hplaca—to America, immediately
after the completion of my studies, and,
nfter a short stay in New York, I ac¬
cepted the post of prison-doctor at Au¬
burn, which, as you perhaps know, is
situated in the State of New York. I
was intrusted with the medical su¬
pervision over that part of the prison
which was set apart for the worst
class of criminals—men, or I should
say, human hyenas, whose blood, as
Mephistopheles says, bad already
ceased to be ‘a fluid of rare quality. ’
“Two of these wretches were des¬
tined to spend the remainder of their
days in the prison, and they, by rea¬
son of tlicir great physical strength as
well as by the extraordinary cunning
they had evinced in several desperate
attempts to regain their freedom,
were subjected to even closer super¬
vision than the rest of their compan¬
ions. I was an object of particular
hatred and dislike to these two scoun¬
drels, because I had been instrumen¬
tal in the discovery of a number of
iron implements which they—God
only knows how they had obtained
possession of them!—had concealed
under their clothes; and again on
another occasion, because I had re¬
fused to receive them into the hospi¬
tal when they feigned illness, they expect¬
ing doubtless when were
once in there that they would find
more favorable opportunities for ac¬
complishing their escape. The ruf¬
fians were separated and placed in re¬
mote parts of the prison, and were
laden with chains; but in spite of all
these precautions, one fine morning
the one, aiul a few days later the
other, together with their chains, had
disappeared without leaving a trace
behind them.
“It must have been almost a fort¬
night after the flight of these two
criminals, which had caused the ut¬
most consternation amongst the
authorities at Auburn, that I ordered
my horse one afternoon, and started
off for a ride to Cayuga Bridge. It
was midday when I reached the end
of my journey, and I stood still for
some time contemplating with which silent
delight the exquisite scenery
lay stretched, out for miles before me.
The Cayuga Lake, one of those which,
together with Lake Erie, compose that
vast system of inland seas in the State
of New York, lay in all its beauty at
my feet. The long, slender streak of
silver wound in and out of the rugged
black cliffs which hemmed it in, and
which rose sheer up out of the lake,
facing each other like grim opponents
who had for thousands of years bid
one another defiance. Far down the
lake, which is forty miles long, and
at this particular spot about one
broad, I could discern the enormous
trestle-bridge, a marvel of American
engineering skill, which carries the
Auburn, division of the New York Cen¬
tral Railway across, passing on its
way through the small station of
Cayuga Bridge.
“My business in tbe village was soon
finished, and towards evening I started
home ag&iu. Do you know how de¬
lightful a ride on a summer’s evening
is? Cayuga Bridge is surrounded by
extensive oak forests, through which
the greater part of my journey lay. The
gnarled and massive trunks cast long
shadows, and the foliage rustled so
gently in the soft evening breeze, that
one seemed rather to feel than to hear
it. As I rode between these giants of
the forest, sweet recollections of my
distant homo crept into my heart, and,
sunk iu my thoughts, I let the reins
fall on my horse’s neck, who trotted
steadily forward. I admired the mar¬
vellous variety of color that the rays
of the setting sun produced as they
shone through the mass of dark-green
leaves, and seemed to kindle their
edges into flame.
“Suddenly I was startled out of my
reverie by a slight noise which ap¬
peared to oomo from the undergrowth
oil either side of the road. Turning
sharply round, I grasped my revolver,
but in tbe same moment I received a
stunning blow on the back of my bead,
which knocked me senseless from my
saddle. Once more I recollect opening
my eyes, and thinking that I could see
in distinctly one of the escaped criminals
bending over me, and then all became
a blank.
“It must have been late in tbe nigbt
when consciousness again returned to
me. Slowly opening blue my eyes, vault I saw
far above me the dark of the
sky, aud the full moon shining bright¬
ly. A dull, painful sensation at the
back of my head prompted me discovered to place
my hand there, and then I
that I was bound hand aud foot. Grad¬
ually I collected my thoughts; I re¬
membered now the murderous attack
in the forest, and a fearful foreboding
flashed through my mind, which al¬
most caused my heart to stand still.
I felt that I was laid across two sharp
parallel projections, which cut into my
shoulders and the back of my legs,
causing me intense pain, and far be¬
low me I could hear the gentle plash¬
ing of water.
“Heavens! there could no longer
any doubt : I was lying stretched
Cayuga Bridge, bound, incapable of
moving an inch, with the hideous and
absolutely certaiu prospect of being
cut literally to pieces by the next train
that passed. For the second time that
night I almost swooned as I realized
my situation; but by a powerful tugged
of will I recovered myself, and
desperately at the ropes that bound mo
until they cut almost into my muscles;
I shrieked, and wept finally like a
child. I made mad endeavors to roll
myself into another position, and then
recollected that a careless movement
might precipitate me into the flood be
low—bound hand and foot, to sink like
a stone!
“A shudder ran through my frame,
and I lay motionless again; but not for
long, for the light of the great—almost
fearfully bright—moon overhead, the
ripple of the water deep below me, the
breeze that came in light puffs, and
then died away again, giving place to
a death-like stillness, occasionally
broken by the scream of some distant
night-bird—all was unbearable, and
caused me the anguish of death. And
then the rails! the rails! My thoughts
were torturing me, and yet I could nof
escape them. The wooden beams o!
the bridge vibrated perceptibly from
the movement of the water below, and
I thought that I could already feel the
approach of the train, and my hair
bristled with the horror of it. The
breeze now blew somewhat stronger,
and I imagined that I could already
hear, far away in tbe distance, the
puffing and panting of the locomotive,
and my heart stood still, to beat with
redoubled force the next moment.
“There are certain things, gentle-
men, which are absolutely incompre-
bensible to me: one of them is the fact
that I was able to survive that night.
One thought stood ever clear in my
mind: I must endeavor by some means
to shift my position—if possible, to
one between the metals—if I did not
wish, possibly even in the of next the mo¬
ment, to become the prey most
awful death one could conceive. And
I succeeded! I strained every muscle,
every sinew, till I could strain no more.
I wound aud twisted mysell, and
panted until I thought my head must
burst, and after superhuman exertions,
which appeared to last an eternity, and
perhaps lasted but a minute, I found
myself in the hollow between the rails.
“Was I saved? I had no time to
consider that, or to rejoice over the
fresh chance of life which was now
offered to me, for my whole being con¬
centrated itself in intent listening. Far
away in the distance I could now hear
—first of all indistinctly, and then
gradually increasing as it drew nearer
and nearer—the regular, monotonous
panting which heralds the approach oi
a locomotive. The fearful stillness of
the night gave way, as each minute
passed, to tbe more fearful noise, to
the clanking and thundering of the en¬
gine as it raced on towards me at the
headlong thousand speed of American, trains.
Now a feet more—now five
hundred—all the horrors of hell pos¬
sessed me; but I lay without moving a
muscle. Once, indeed, Itriedto scream.
I could no longer hear my own
voice; how, then, could the people in
the train be expected to hear me? And
now for an immeasurably short space
of time a blaze of light beat down upon
me, and a blast of hot air rushed over
me, then everything became dark, and
I heard a thunder as if the heavens
were crashing in. Close, quite close,
at scarcely a hairbreadth’s distance,
rushed the enormous mass over me. 1
was saved!
“Already half-unconscious, I was
still sensible of a deafening clattering
and roaring above me, and I saw skad-
ow-like masses flying past; still one
moment more of deadly anguish—one-
of the coupling-hooks, hanging some-
w’hat lower than the rest, had caught
anil dragged me several yards, tearing
finally a large piece out of the breasi
of my coat—then all objects seemed tc
whirl around me, the moon, the bridge,
and the lofty cliffs, in one mad dance,
and I became insensible.
When I next w’okel found myself iu
my own bed, and around me well-
known faces. And now to be brief:
I had beeu found on the morning after
that awful night by a plate-layer who
had recognized me, aud had brought
me back to Auburn. For a fortnight
I lay delirious with brain fever, hover¬
ing betw’een life and death; but my
strong constitution pulled me through.
The first time after my recovery that
I had occasion to use a looking-glass,
I saw what traces those moments had
left on me.”
The doctor ceased speaking; but his
pale face, the look of horror, and the
great beads of sweat on his forehead
all showed how keen his recollection
was of that terrible experience. We
also had listened to his narrative with
breathless attention, aud it was some
time before we could shake off the im-
pression it had left upon us.—From
the German, in Strand Magazine.
When Blondin Was Afraid.
When Bloudin was astonishing the
world by exhibitions of his wonderful
feats of balancing, one of his favorite
jokes was to offer to carry some dis-
tinguisked spectator across the rope
with him on his back. Everybody
naturally refused, and the great equi¬
librist, with a genial smile, would say:
“I am sorry you are afraid I should
drop you.” But he was hoist once
with his own petard, and the story is
told in the Washington Post. He was
exhibiting in Paris, aud was about to
cross tbe Seine on bis rope. Cham,
the great caricaturist, had come to
make a sketch. Blondin, recognizing
him, at once invited him to cross with
him. “With pleasure,” replied Cham,
“but on one condition.” “And that
is?” queried Blondin. “That I shall
carry you on my back,” answered
Cham. “Not if I know myself,” an¬
swered Blondin. “Ah,” triumphant¬
ly exclaimed Cham, “this time, M.
Blondin, it is you who are afraid
OUIi BUDGET OE HUMOB.
LAUGHTER-PROVOKING STORIES FOR
LOVERS OF FUN.
The Modern Marco—Fair to Look Upon—A
Itldlculous question— In Washington—
Ups nml Downs—Labors Divided—An
Kasy K\plot t—Saving Labor, Etc., Elc.
At midnight, in his gold boudoir.
The broker dreamed, with smiling lip,
That Clreeks and Turks, In strife afar,
Had made wheat tako another skip.
—Detroit Free Press.
A Ridiculous Question.
Miss Flitterley—“Oh, Mr. Soper,
didn’t I see you asleep in church?”
Mr. Soper—“I really could not say
if you did.”—Pick-Me-TJp.
In Washington.
Office Seeker—“Have you given up
all hope of getting that job?”
Ex-Office Seeker (sadly)—“Yes, I’ve
. t he situatio ,. n.’ „
Ups and Downs.
“Betterdays has come, down in the
wor j ( j ) ) lasn q j le r>
“Decidedly. He’s living on the top
f] oor 0 f a tenement.”—Puck,
Fair to Look Upon.
“Miss Highsee is a beautiful singer,
isn’t she?”
“Very. That was all that made
her singing endurable.”—Washington
Times,
The Lord Speaks.
‘ ‘Do you think it’s true that every
man has his price?” asked the heiress,
“I’m sure I don’t know,” he an-
swered thoughtfully, “but if you want
abavgainyou needn’t look any further.”
—Chicago Post,
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^Labors Divided.
Parke—“I have a joint account in
the bank with my wife now.”
Lane—“Good! You make an even
thing of it, eh?”
“Yes. I put the money in and she
draws it out. ”—Detroit Free Press.
„ Easy Exploit.
Brown—“I don’t see why so much
f as3 gDoiild be made about Queen Vic-
reigning sixty years.”
Jones—“Nor I. We have thousands
0 f statesmen who would guarantee to
Doled on to a job sixty years, provided
die aud were notremoved. ”
—Fuck.
Golden Bridge Building.
“Of course you’ll give me one little
kiss before I go,” he pleaded.
She looked at him intently for a
minute and sighed.
“It’s pretty high pay,” slip replied,
“but if you will go early enough I sup¬
pose I’ll have to call it a bargain. ”—
Chicago Post.
Saving Labor.
“Our typewriter girl asked the boss
if be couldn’t lighten her work this
hot weather.”
i i What did he say?”
“He told her not to hit her type¬
writer keys so hard and to lick her
postage stamps only on the corners. ”
—Chicago Record.
The Returned Student.
Upton—“Well, I see your sou is
home from college. What does he in¬
tend to do?”
Manville—-“I don’t know exactly,
but, judging from tbe start he has
made, I’m inclined to believe that be
proposes to put in most of bis time ex¬
plaining bow he was turned down
when the racing crew was chosen.”—
Cleveland Leader.
‘What He Wanted to See.
“Did you see the account of the new
submarine boat?”
“Yes; but I didn’t read it. It doesn’t
interest me, vou know.”
“It certainly indicates extraordinary
progress.”
“Of course; but in the wrong direc-
tion. Enough boats go down now’,
wbat j v ,- atlt to see is one that is
guaranteed to stay up.”—Chicago
p os t_
A Caprice of Fortune.
“I noticed in tk’ colyumns of the
daily pr-press that Actor Bancroft was
knighted by th’ gr-r-racious hand of
the lady queen. Now, who in Erebus
is Bancroft?”
“Barnsy, me boy, I dunno. I tm-
derstood he was retired.”
“Gods! Listen to that! Retired!
Such is our pr-r-rofessioa. The obsolete
and spavined oldiaid-on-the-shelf gets
garters, while we active ornamentous
of the stage can’t even connect with
dime suspenders! Truly it is a parlous
world.”—Cleveland Plain Dealer.
Queer Funeral Habit in Cuba,
There are queer, and sometimes
touching, superstitious practices in
the islaud. One that I witnessed in
Santiago de Cuba—I do not know if it
obtains in other parts of the country—
is poetic in its weird sentimentality,
The dead are carried in an uncovered
coffin to the graveyard, where the lid
is fastened on at the last moment; but
a * funeral of a child there is no
H 'K a °i mourning. The little corpse is
clad in some S auz y white fabric and
crowned with flowers; young children,
the companions of the deceased, walk
on either side of the coffin. They ore
dressed in white, with bows of bright
colored ribbons; each carries a small
basket filled with shredded petals of
flowers, whioh they, from time to time,
throw by tbe handful in the air, the
fragrant leaves falling like raindrops
around the little corpse. Musicians
playing lively airs precede the coffin,
which is invariably carried by hand.
The people say the sinless child is au
angel returning to heaven, which
should give cause for rejoicing, not for
grieving. A rather too realistic illus¬
tration of this belief was given once,
when the dead child’s eyes were kept
open by some contrivance, its cheeks
aud lips rouged, aud a pair of gauze
wings attached to its shoulders.—New
York Sun.
THROUGH GEORGIA.
Hereafter Colnmbs people will get
their Montgomery ami Birmingham
mail regularly. An order from Super¬
intendent Terrell requires that it ho
thoroughly fumigated before being
sent out. The mail has been largely
withheld on account of the smallpox
scare.
Georgia is to have a fish hatchery.
At Washington during the last session
of congress Senator Bacon started a
movement which is going to result in
the establishment of one of these val¬
uable institutions in Georgia. A rep¬
resentative of the fish commission is
now on liis way to Georgia to select a
site, and in this fact many people ought
to be interested.
* * *
The official report of Mr. Phil G.
Byrd, special inspector of convict
camps, Las been attacked by Mr. H.
B. Moore, superintendent of J. R.
Allison & Co.’s Pulaski county camp,
at which, according to Mr. Byrd’s re¬
port, a convict was beaten to death,
dragged feet forward through the
woods, and buried in stripes and
shackles. Mr. Moore denies that state¬
ment in toto and declares Mr. Byrd’s
report on that camp to be false.
* * *
The much talked will of Horse-Swappers’
State Convention meet in Coving¬
ton, on the 21st day of September and
remain in session three days. The
object, of the convention is to elect a
president, vice president and other
officers. Every special liorse-swapper in
Georgia lias a invitation to at¬
tend and those in attendance will be
entitled to a vote at tlie convention in
any and all matters brought before
the union.
Judge Littlejohn has rendered a de¬
cision in the petition for nu injunction
brought by tbe citizens of Americas
to restrain tbe Georgia and Alabama
railroad from removing the general
offices to Savannah, refusing to grant
the injunction, and the railroad com¬
pany is thereby victorious so far. A
mandamus was granted and the case
will be appealed to tbe supreme court,
pending which the general offices will
remain in Americas.
The split in the ranks of the state
republican party is becoming more se¬
rious as the moment for the final crisis
approaches. Tlie contesting factions
are now far apart on the question of
party organization and the indications
all point to a call for an early conven¬
tion for the purpose of electing a new
chairman. Mr. Walter Johns.m, the
present chairman, remains obstinate
and refuses emphatically to issue the
call of the men who are fighting for a
new organization.
The decision iu the Flanagan case
has been indefinitely delayed and the
time when it will be decided is a mat¬
ter of conjecture. The attorneys have
placed the papers in the hands of
Judge Candler and he will take ample
time to come to a conclusion. The pa-
pers are so numerous and long that it
will take much time for their perusal.
Flanagan was condemned to hang on
the 25th of August, hut the motion for
the new trial was filed and has acted
as a supersedeas and stayed the execu¬
tion.
The first prohibition election occurred in the
history of Muscogee county
last Saturday and passed off quietly.
While the duy was not altogether de¬
void of unpleasant features, yet, con-
sidering the issue at stake,the election
was a remarkably quiet one. The
election resulted as follows: Against
prohibition, 1,724; for prohibition,
ii-12; anti majority 782. The county
precincts gave a slight majority to the
antis. The votes of about 40 ) negroes
were challenged by the prohibitionists.
If all are thrown out tlie result of the
election would not lie changed.
* * *
Hon. Hewlitt Hall, chairman of the
penitentiary committee of the house oi
representatives, has called a meeting
of that body for the 21st of September
for the purpose of considering the
problem which confronts the legisla¬
ture in the dispositi -u of the convicts
at the end of the present lease, which
will expire April 1, 1899. Tlie com-
mittee will also consider tlie question
of placing the misdemeanor convicts
under tlie inspection spstein of the
penitentiary department Atkinson as recom¬ and
mended by Governor
Governor Northern.
The county commissioners of Geor¬
gia are already responding to the call
sent out for a state convention by the
Fulton commissioners. Many’ coin-
missioners have already replied to the
invitation to meet in Atlanta on Sep¬
tember 16th and tlie commissioners
are enthusiastic about the proposed
gathering. The business of t he meet¬
ing will be to discuss tin: convict
question, the question of improving
tbe roads of the several counties in the
state, the question of providing police
protection in rural districts, sanitary
questions and others of interest and
importance to every county iu the
state.
Solicitor C. D. Hill at Atlanta issued
a warrant, a few days ago for assault
with intent to murder against Bud
Fuller, the man who is charged with
leaving his helpless child iu the woods
to die. Sheriff Nelms has been re¬
quested to hold Bud Fuller pending
an investigation by the grand jury.
Solicitor Hill will go before this body
at their next session and have Fuller
indicted for assault with intent to
murder. The solicitor is very posi¬
tive that he. can indict the. man on this
charge. He has made an iuvestiga-
tion of tlie charge. He has made au
investigation of the case, and says
that a felony of the deepest type lias-
been committed.