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CLAY, ABOUT TO DIE, ADMITS SANITY THE WEATHER Forecast: Fair and colder tonight and tomorrow. Temperatures: 8 a. in., 29: 10 a m " 30> 12 noon, 32; 2 p. m., 34. VOL. XL NO. 112. USE LUSH ON HALF-BREED IN OALTON John Watkins Is Ordered to Leave Georgia City in Three Days or Be Hanged. MOB GOES ABOUT ITS WORK QUIETLY. BUT DETERMINED Victim of Cowhiding Confesses to Intimacy With Question role White Women. i.'Ai.'f' 1 GA., Dec. 13.—A band of ! r .and 30 heavily masked and! ■.lu. k-i.ib, , men. at 2 o'clock this l ■ nriihig. administered a severe whip- . John Watkins, a half breed, at 'r irnt'iu avenue and Hav thorne street, venter of one of the city’s most ....H.;ar residential sections. After the ..hipping they gave him three days In v l-.ich to leave 1 'alton, warning him that if In- did not leave they would re turn and hang him. - <l iletly and orderly did the mob . 1,.,nt its task that this morning less , ncople knew of what had taken ■■■ hr. t person visited by the inask ,men was Mat Nations in North Dal- They commanded him to dress ■m<l accompany them. Half Breed Whipped After Confession. ding to Watkins home in the •vt ,t. part of the city, the mob ■ ured him. Before applying the lash ed him as to the truth of a that he was intimate with a n:::nbv; of questionable white women, . -..lthoiit hesitation he confessed to Ti n, with men holding him se- .. \ ■■ t’r.v- ground, a sound whipping i nlnistered, followed by the . tiling to leave. .its is tlx- fourth time masked bands ... ..perated here within the past five] first time Doc Posey, a self- ■ -e, . nit- assailant, was hanged j during .- period when numerous, • .Pl.ary fires were taking place here. >tske- left conspicuous warn- .-. vhich resulted in <■ cesation of H-k of the firebugs. Vatklns this morning promisee to ■ ■ ~ iout accepting the three days ] in ■ hi. h to prepare for ills movt. GIRL TURNS IN FIRE ALARM WHEN TOLD GRANDPA IS DYING H'I.ME. GA.. Dec. 13.—When her fil 'd .1. Williford, faint-.1 in the ifter chasing a turkey gob- Mrs-. Fletcher Smith, who lives tl - Summerville pike, became and telephoned to her little ussier .t the residence of her sister g'■ ndfattu-r was dying. iiitle girl misunderstood the md. thinking the house was ‘i>- . turned in a fire alarm. Four 'r.|..'-r.iv.- rushed to the scene to llnd I " llliford safe under the bed cov- VITAL organs of MAN TRANSPOSED; HEART RIGHT SIDE YORK, Dee. 13. A retnarkab’e •: the transposition of the human was discovered bj Dr. C. W. Flel 1, • ant brofessor of pathology in Be’l - •spitai, when he performed an au ; >n the body of Michael Manning. ■ auiopsy showed the heart on the s !»• the large, or cardiac part of, iiach. on the right side; the liver " r ' left, and the spleen on the right while the lungs, which normally ' - ain three lobes in the right and two; '■* left, had two lobes in each. SUPREME COURT REVERSES JUDGE FITE IN DALTON SUIT 'll TON GA.. Dec. 13.—The supreme , nas reversed the decision ofJudge ■ I'it- . of the superior court, in myrnng -.i, injunction restraining the ■ from wiring houses, at cost, to en th- use of electricity for light* - -ri'i power purposes. 1 Mood and others tiled the suit gV'.unds that the city had no enter the business, and also -rs.-red with the rights of th. “J electric-lung jn business here, j The Atlanta Georgian Read For Profit--GEORGIAN WANT ADS—Uss For Results. ‘Santa Claus/ Taking Toys Home to Tots, Is Shot by Highwaymen Arms Filled With Bundles, Farm , er Couldn’t Throw Up Hands Soon Enough. PITTSBURG, Dec. 13.—James Ken nedy’s little tots at home will find their stockings filled with candy‘and presents on Christmas morning, but Santa Claus may die a martyr for his children’s happiness. Kennedy, who is a farmer, alighted from a ear near his home, his arms filled with toys for his children. He had purposely walteo until after dark so he could enter the house and hide the presents so the tots at home would . not find them until Christmas. Two i highwaymen suddenly stepped from a I shadow and ordered him to throw up ' his hands. Hampered by the packages, I the farmer was unable to comply qulck | ly and one of the men fired. Kennedy fell. The men fled. Bleed . ing profusely, he picked up the Chrlst j mas- presents and walked a mile and | half to his home. He was found to be dangerously wounded and was hurried ly removed to a Pittsburg hospital, where his condition today was said to be critical. COW’S REPUTATION IS ATTACKED IN COURT; WAS “BEAUTY” BAD? Was “Beauty” a mild and good-look- I ing cow. worthy of her name, or was she an ugly, vicious and obnoxious beast? It was Judge Andy Calhoun who had to decide “Beauty's” character in the city court yesterday, this being the first time he ever delved into the mys teries of bovine reputations. J. S. Galaniore claimed that he shot “Beauty" in self-defense, and Mrs. T. E. Parker, 796 Edgewood avenue, brought in many witnesses to prove that “Beauty” was so gentle she even hated to bite grass. J. T. Williams said he had owned the cow from the date of her birth, and even when she was a calf "Beauty” was so gentle her mother thought she was sick all the time. Galaniore said "Beauty” might he all they claimed for her, but that she chased him clear across his yard and into his porch. Mrs. Parker said it was “cussedness” vthlch caused him to shoot the poor beastie, and that its efficiency as a milk-producer has been permanently impaired. The cow may be brought into court today to testify in its own behalf, a.~. i the case was continued until this mom- I ing. The question still remains: How good was "Beauty”? AUDITOR SETTLES SHORTER COLLEGE SUIT WITH SIMMONS HUME. GA.. Dec. 13.—Litigation that has been pending for two years was I practically ended when Auditor C. A. | Thornwell settled the dispute between I tin- trustees of Shorter college and for- I tnt-i Pre orient T. J. Simmons and wife, i Dr. and Mrs. Simmons are now both I prominently connected with Brenau col. | lege for girls at Gainesville. Dr. Simmons and the trustees bad I a disagreement ami lie quit as president of Shorter and went to Brenau. The trustees brought suit against him for piano rentals ami practice tees, for al leged unjust rent on two of the college buildings and furniture and also charg ed that he had violated his salary con tract with them. A counter suit was tiled by Dr. Simmons for back salary 1 ami rent. Sen sational :'narg< er< nade ’against Dr. Simmons and considerable feeling was manifested. The auditor decided that Dr. Simmon.- as entitled I to his salary, but that he b. I no right Ito charge rent on the pianos i build- I ing- The verdict amounted i • s4l hi i favor of the trustees. Th. figln will | now be carried befo,- Judg. Maddox I Au’ revi** v. CLOTHING OF CHILD IGNITED BY GRATE: BURNS CAUSE DEATH One hour after little four-yeai -old I William Hogan, who was burned to I death Wednesday night, was buried vesterdav afternoon. Ralph .Mullins, tile ! four-vear-old son of Mr. and Mrs. C. | H Mullins, caught fin whib- playing ' near an open grate and died a few mln ! utvs later. Just :->• in the case of William Hogan. ! the mother had left the room. Another i woman heard th< child’s screams and i found him, wrapped in flames. trying Ito break through a window. Ry the i time 'm smothered the flames Ralph I W!IH so badly burned there wn.- tio hope j for recov. ry. The child had just come [into the house on Ge-manla avenue, in I Decatur, ind had taken off his shoes to i virm his feet. How his clothes be i is not Kno’wn. Tin funeral will be held at t.-rn resi dence this afternoon at 2 o'clock. In terment will be at Coilins Springs LAST PHOTOGRAPH OF CLAY ! / w wKiSB . f ■; M - / MR, raHH W <:"■ i ■ ' W - ■■ O I MHH i Robert L. ( lay, wife slayer, who pays the penalty for his crime on gallows in the Tower today. FATHER, WHO SLEW SON. REPENTS WHEN HE SEES CHILDREN DALTON. GA.. Dec. 13.--With his spirit »«f defiance maintained since the killing of his son broken at last. A. 11. Davis now expresses ."•orrow for having committed tiiQ deed. “If it was io go over again,” he said, “J would rather giv the gun to my boy and tell him to Hhoot me.” When brought here and confined in jail .Monday night after the tragedy the r.ged man « xpres i«d only defiance, re peating over and ov» r again the state iji'-nt that he “would do It again under tio* circumstances.” 'l'he first sign of repentance mani fested came vvh» n four of his sons and daughters went to the jail to see him. They »cnt word to him that they would enter if ho would see them. A look of eagerness <amo to his face and he begged Sheriff Gilbert to “bring them in.” MORGAN REFUSES TO AID THE PEACE MOVEMENT NICW YORK, Dec. 13. At (he C’arneg * peace dinner at the Hotel Astor the Baroness Bertha V'on Suttner stated that J. Pierpont Morgan r. ently told her he was no* intere -••*! in .nA> rsa! o»eare and refused to contribute i • the cause. When Mr. < ’arnegie was aUed what he thought of Mr. Morgan’s attitude he replied sharp ly; I am not thinking. ‘ \TLANTA. GA.. FRIDAY, DECEMBER 13, 1912. • • • Americans Import • : Luxuries at Rate of • : $ LOGO,OOO a Day- • • • WASHINGTON. Dec. 13.—“Lux- • • uries’’ at the cate <>f a million do!- • • lars .i day are being imported into « • the (’nited States, according to» • figures given out in a report of • • th- h ji.artrm-nt of < ommerc’e and • • labor toda' • • During th« month of October the • *» amount of luxuries amounted to • • $14,000,000 worth of art works, • • $5,000,000 of tobacco and smoker’s • • materials, $4,000,000 >f precious • • stones. $4,000,000 of laces and em- • • hrobi rL a:r.l about 1.H00.00u o • each of feathers, decorated china, • • toys, chain; ign* and li<iuor and • • cabinet woods. • • At the importation of art works • • the repoit points ou; that last (_)c- • • tober was a banner month. • *» Against the $14."00,000 record • • thl yea but sl’ 00 000 wortl wag • • imported in October, 1911. • • • TO AUDIT MUSCOGEE BOOKS. (’OLUMBLS. GA la-., 13. Begin ning first of th< n« v year all the books of Muscogee - aunty officials will b” audited at i«-a>t on- < each year, and tii<- result <>f the auditor’s findings pub lished, according to a decision reached bv the county commissioners CONGRESS REFUSES TO PURCHASE HOME OF THOS. JEFFERSON WASHINGTON, Dec. 13. —Mrs. Martin W. Littleton’s pet project for the ap pointment of a committee to consider the advisability of the acquisition by the government of Monticello, the home of Thomas .Jefferson, now owned by Repre tentative Jefferson Ixivy, of New York, has been rejected in the house by a vote of 141 to 101. The senate passed the resolution unanimously Representative Dalzell. <»i Lennsylvanla, led the opposition to the resolution on the ground that there should be no con fiscation of personal property without governmental need or necessity. Repre sentative Moore, <»f Philadelphia, sug gested that If the government took over Monticello It should also acquire Inde pendence Hall, the Betsy Ross home. Mount Vernon, the Hermitage. Appomat tox and other hlstoiic buildings and gr< unds. A. SMITH IRVINE DIES AT HOME IN AUGUSTA Ai’GI’STA, GA , Dee. 13,- A. Smith Irvine, secretary and treasurer of the Georgia Ghemieal works, a branch of the Vlrglni i-<’aro’ina Chemical Corn psny, died hero y< Htorday. Mr. Irvine was a deacon in the First Baptist church, and was very prominent In church, social and financial circles. He leaves a widow and four <*hildren He Mas 29 year> old. P BREAKS SILENCE; ihmsjustshming; SINGSASGALLOWSNEAiI “I Was Just Trying to Save My Neck; Tell Everyone That I’m Not Insane,” ! Says Wife Slayer With But an Hour I to Live. Assures Kin He Has Made Peace With His Maker and, Holding Sister’s Hand, Offers Last Prayer; Tells of a Struggle to Keep From lalking; Begs to See Little Son Again. V- With death on the gallows hardly an hour away. Robert L ; Clay, wife slayer; broke the silenee which has bound his lips fc-° seven months, and declared that, he was sane, and had alw.ieid been so. He‘will be hanged i n the Atlanta jail het ween 11 * f ,’ s l I 12 o’clock today. j t 8 S ” I am sane and at myself, ’ Clay declared, with a Srk his lips. “I have been playing a desperate game to sav-e neck. I know I have lost, and I am readv 1,0 go. I havm fears. ” ’ ! Then, to his attorney, the jailer and a relative or two w. stood outside the bars of the death cell, Clay recited the details : of his crime. “l had not intended to kill my wife,” he said. “We had quar reled and separated. 1 felt that she had turned against me and her family had helped to keep her against me. But I went to her home in Lee street on the night of May 12 just to talk to her and see my baby boy. “I knelt down to play with the little boy—he was just two years old—and he pushed me away. My baby pushed his own daddy away. "’Go away, papa; go on back home,’ the little fellow told me. I went crazy for a moment, I guess. I sprang to my feet. My wife was coming toward mo and I shot her down—shot her twice. That’s all.” Visit of Brother Breaks Long Silence Clay's long silence had lasted since i the moment of his arrest until today, | except for an Inadvertent moment a ! few weeks afro, when ho complained I that his coffee was cold, and then re- ! lapsed Into silence again. It was the i visit of his brother, Julius Clay, that | caused him to speak again today. He i was sitting cn his bunk, his head in his - hands, when the brother spoke to him through the bars. “Bob. it’s all over, old man," said Julius Clay. “There’s no hope. Your last chance is gone.” Robert Clay raised his head and smiled faintly. The color rushed hack to his pale cheeks and his lips opened slowly. Then, with an effort as though his vocal organs had partly been paralyzed by long disuse, he surprised the attendants by speaking slowly and distinctly. “That’s All Right, I’m Ready to Go, ’ ’ He Says. "That’s all right. I’m ready to go. I’ve been ready for three months,” he said. He rose from his bunk and stepped to the grating. His sister-in-law and another woman, with Clay’s tiny ne phew, had come to the corridor then and the condemned man extended a thin, white hand through the bars and placed It tenderly on the head of the child. "I’ve made my peace with God." he said, gently and without a trace of ex citement. “I will go to him like a little child. 1 am going to heaven to join my wife. I am confident of that. I want to be burled beside her.” Begs to See His Little Boy Again. He was silent for a moment, and then, as though he wished to make up for his seven-months silence, broke Into a torrent of conversation, speaking to jailers, visitors, attendants, talking as rapidly as he could. "Won’t you bring my little boy to see me before I die?” he begged. "1 want to see him again.” Jailer Golden promised to send at once and try to locate the child before the hour of execution. Clay contin ued his conversation. “You were good to me, Mr. Golden.” he said. “I remember something you did. When I was taken up to be re sentenced a month ago 1 was so cold extra 2 CENTS EVERYWHERE P ,£J H T I thought I would freeze, and you took 1 oft' your overcoat and put it around | my sjwulders. J haven't forgotten." Sings Old Hymn As Aged Father Calls. Shortly after Clay had broken his si lence, his old father, Johnson Clay, of ■ 116 Piedmont avenue, and his sister, Mrs. W. H. Whitaker, called at the I Tower and were taken up to the cor- i ridor outside the death cell. As they I entered the hall they heard Clay sing- : ing loudly, his voice filled with emo- ! tion. The prisoner had chosen an old camp-meeting hymn: Tm going home. I'm going home, I'm going home to die no ore.” As the last words died away. Mrs. " hitaker collapsed and sank to tho i floor. Her father caught her in his ars and comforted her. and in a few moments she was led up to the grating of the cell. Clay reached his hands through the bars and clasped hers be tween them. Doomed Man Prays As He Holds Sister’s Hand. "Don’t cry. sister," he said, tenderly "I'm just going home to mother. We’ll all meet there some day." Mrs. Whitaker sank to her knees out side the cell and wept. And, then, J clasping her hands in his own, Clay 1 began to pray. "It is the first prayer 1 ever heard him utter." his sister said afterward. "May It mean the turning point In Ills destiny.” Then, while the clock ticked off the few minutes remaining of his life, Rob ert Clay talked to a reporter of his at tempt. to feign insanity by playing dumb and keeping Ids head bowed or his breast. Often Bit Lips to Keep From Talking. "It was awfully hard,” he said. "Sometimes I thought 1 couldn’t stand It. There were times when I wanted to talk so much that 1 thought I'd go real ly crazy, ami 1 had to bite my lips to keep back the words. And holding my head in that one position nearly killed tin. I thought sometimes my neck would crack before it reached the gal lows. But I got more used to it in time, and decided to stick it out to the end. But I never hud much hope. Kept Track of Time By Whistles. Then Clay spoke with evident pride of the manner in which he had kept trace of the passing days without read ing a newspaper or conversing with anybody or seeming to show Interest in the world outside "The big whistle of the Atlanta Mill ing Company just outside the Tower has been my calendar," he said. "The whistle blows three times every day. When it does not blow 1 know it is Sunday. "I began figuring by the whistle when 1 first came. I counted four Sundays to a month, and tilled in the other days, so I kept track of the dates. 1 knew that I was sentenced on November 9. and t heard Judge Roan fix Friday, December 13. as the date of execution. T made no sigti. but I had felt that this would be the day of my death. I had dreamed that I would die on the 13tn, some day, and I knew that a Friday would be