Southern Ways

Atlanta, Ga, July 31.- An outrage after the method.s and in the spirit of Ku Kluxisin La? just been perpetrated in Georgia, that will send a shudder of horror over a continent. Twenty miles from Atlanta, near the village of Jonesboro, lives Joe Thorapsou, an o!d and decripit negro. His cabin, a rude hut about twelve ieet square, Hands a few hundred yards froni the public road, at the cdge of a cotton field that he tilla. He is known in tbc comiuunity as a poor, honest, ignorant, and unoffending negro. Night before last he and bis faniily- a wife, son, married daugbter, and her two children- huddled themselves together withio the narrow liaiits of their rude home for a night' s rest, as unsuspicioué of harm aa they were innocent of wrong. About midnight fifteen or twenty men, with painted faces lit up by the lund hght of the torohes they bore, stole upon the hut, and with demoniac yells broke down the door and tore a log froin the side of the house. The inmates startcd up in alarm. Four men rushcd in, teized the oíd man by the legs and arms, and with the-threat, "G- d d- n you, wecaine here to give you a good beating," werecarrying him out of doors. As many more had teized his son. All thw was but the work of a few moments. In the meantime the rImrVi.er Htarted ui) from the bed, where UauKlJl'.i avai ia. !' " -- - - - - j she was gleeping between her twochildren, but a bullet went crashing through her brain and ühe sank back lifeless, her warm blood spurting out in her children's iaces. The old man was borne out of doors and held by four men whilc a fifth administered the lash. lacarating his body from head to foot, and leaving him alinost Úfeles. At the same time another detachment of the fiends were wbipping his son, but, not satibfied with that, one of thcm ended the tonure by putting a bullet through his body from side to side. Then theso devils in human ferm, leaving their bleeding victims layiDg on the ground, reentered t)ie house to complete their midnight orgies by administcring a horrible whipping to an aged and helpless negress, JocTUomjison s wife. Tbcir work was now done, l'ather and bod, the one bleeding from the lash, the other futally wounded, were left lying in the field; mother and daughter, the one suffering the tormentó of death, the other lying dcad betwecn her children, wure Icft in thoir beds. The mob returncd to their homes, firing into the house of a neighboriDf.' negro on their way. . V. -terday ynur corresiiondent visiteo Joe Thorapson'H home. About the brokaa door of hk cabin sat a dozen iiclto women, eilent and tearful, their hands plying the needies upon a shroud for tho niurderod woman within. Twice bh many negro men were fcattered herc and tnere arouod the hut, thoir deep feit „ympatliy and terror written in their faces in a way that no words can expres, w itlnn, in the ono small room of the cabin, lay the doad and woundrd, their unchanged c.otlung saturatod with the murdered dauthtcr, with her two children wecping at her bedside, the wounded f-on ïuoaHing in grief and pain, the beaten mother and the aged father, with clothing dyed in blood. With toarB in lm M, Jot ThrtU)i-ci[i told me o' I"1 WMBP a"(1 "" Huffcriiigo. SiekaoiBf, boniWe tartiaw of the truth pf lii tbetj lay there on all