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Fitzgerald Leader. FITZGERALD, GEORGIA. —PUBLISHED BT— 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. _ 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. —■ 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| ■ 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, " ^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.