The times., 1898-01-05
A WOLF INVADES ATLANTA
Citizens in Danger Until a Negro
Boy Kills 1t
The Animal Chases a Judge and
He Jumps Fence to Escape
The Lad Hero.

-8tlalnta, Ga, Jan. 4. - When Israel
Putnam came back from that Connect
icut cave and told the story of the slay-
ing OF the wolf he did not have wit
ness to prove his assertions. ard in
consequence there are many Nutmeg
gers who at this day so doubt the tale
of Putnam that they obstruct every at
tempt to buy the cave and transform
the few acres around its mouth into
a rark.
Not so with Tune Johnson, who has
been since Saturday afternoon hero
here, despite the fact that he is q di-
minutive negro of the blacklist hue.
Tune has killed his wolf His bravery
has saved the inhabitants of the arlsto-
cratic suburb of Copenhill from possi-
bic annihii2tion, for the varmint was
seemingly the sava c Of its kind, with
long, ugly teeth.
1t was Rev. Alexander BeaRr who
first saw the wolf. He was attending
to his pastoral duties m Friday when
he saw the animal dispvrting itself on
deserted thorogghfare. Now Rev.
Bealer had never seen a wolf, but he
had read enough about the species to
be sure that he was not mistaken. He
the first house that he stopped chat nc
had seen a wolf i'm a Copenbill street.
Before he had concluded his quarter-of-
an-hour's call the news had taken
wings. and some had so exaggerated
Rev. Dealers first statement that the
good people imagined that a pack o.
wolves had entered Copenhill on their
way to invade Atlanta proper. The
telephone at police headquarters fire.
nrIa oft
Rev. Dealers information, and all the
hluecoats went out armed TO the teeth
to slay wolves.
The excitement was intense and il
needed no curfew law to drive the At
lantaians home that night II is said
that even the saloons closed up earlier
than usual
Armed citizens started out early the
following morning to kill the wolf be-
fore nightfall. All the morning they
sought in vain for a sight of IL. Late
in the afternoon they obtained a trail.
At about the same time the Wolf took
the trail of Judge John s. Chandler
The Judge WAS ont walking with his
little son on his grounds. which are
at Copenhill, when the wolf spied the
Judge. The animal sought a closer
acquaintance with the Judge. There
was a foot-race, in which the Judge
won DE clearing fence. Dragging MS
boy after him The wolf, seeing his
judicial prey was not TO be SO easily
seized, turned his attention TO a col
ored boy farther up the path--a nlorsel
as tempting. Although hotly pursued
at the time by fully 200 angry citizens.
the animal decided to have hearty
meal before parting from Georgia
woodlands forever. 1t made for the
boy The lad did not move. He had
gun. in which he placed great reliance,
and when the wolf was within a few
feet Of him he fired. Tie woif dropped
in its tracks, and hero was there
made in Atlanta's eyes.
The hunters soon came up, and il is
safe to say that no Georgia statesman
ever received a more sincere ovation
than did Tune-for he was the won
derful boy marksman and Frank
Stanton will perpetuate his deed in
poetry, while the cleveraat o. Georgia
men praise him in prose.
Future generations will know that
Tune really killed the wolf, for there
were SEQ witnesses of the fact.