Year: 1874

! From Our Special Correspondent


AUGUSTA, GA, August 16.-This city
has just witnessed and just summarily
and terribly avenged the blackest, foul
est and most unPrOvOked murder ever
recorded in its annals. 1t has seen one
of its best citizens fall under the bullet
of an assassin. 1t has seen its citizens,
for the first time since it was settled,
one hundred and fifty years ago, So
phrenzied with passion as to rise in
mass, burst open the prison, take the
prisoner out, and riddle him with balls.
And for the first time has the governor
of the State deemed it his duty to order
out the military to uphold civil law.
CAPTAIN A. T. BUTLER THE VICTIM.


Captain Butler, who has just been
murdered, came to Augusta from Sa-
vannah just after the war. Among the
first companies which left Savannah and
Georgia for Virginia, was the Oglethorpe
light infantry, commanded by the after
ward renowned Barlow. Butler was
one of his lieutenants, and went up by
promotion until he became captain. He
fought with distinguished gallantTy, and
at Gaines Mill was badly wounded in
a desperate charge. Returning home he
went into the service of the Georgia
Central railway, and was sent to this
city as its agent. From that position he
was transferred to a similar one for the
South Carolina road, which Office he was
holding at the time of his death. In
the meantime he had so won the affec-
tions Of the whole city that everyone
loved him. He was known to each
and all alike as a generous, gen.
tlemanly, upright noble gentleman.


HE sCATTERs FLOWERS ON LOST OAR.


LINGs' GRAVES.


On Saturday afternoon last, after the
weeks and after that days labors had
been performed for his company, he
went to his beautiful home on Green
street, and taking his wife and a little
girl of a neighbours, walked to the street.
car, and taking it, they went to the GEM
etery, and spent an hour scattering flow
ers upon little mounds which held the
ashes of lost household, priceless treas
ures AS the sun was going down they
returned to the track, and went on board
the first car that came along. When
they reached the point nearest home,
corner of Broad and Msrbury streets,
Captain Butler rang the bell, when the
car stopped, and his wife, himself and
the little girl rose up and walked to
the rear of the car. On the plat
form he encountered a mulatto by
the name of Mike MurTell, and his
brother, who was sitting on the steps on
the side he wanted to pass out. He re-
quested them to stand aside and allow
him to pass. This they did, but when
Mrs. Butler came up Mike pushed her
down the steps. The captain, who was
now standing on the ground, at once
spoke to the negro in angry remOn-
STRANGE, whereupon Mike Murrell drew
a six-shooter, and taking deadly aim,


SHOT HIM THROUGH THE HEAD.


He quivered for a moment, clutched
at his left leg as if he thought the wound
was there, reeled and fell to the earth
in commissions. With wild shrek his
wife fell upon him, and endeavored TO
get one word uttered; but that lip was
closed to her forever. In moment all
the people around ran to him, and TAX
ing him up, carried the dying man to his
home, two squares off He fingered
from this time, seven o'clock, until
eleven that night, when he died.


THE MURDERERs RESIST ARREST, AND


ONE Is SHOT.


On the car was Constable BOILER, a
lame man, and walking near on the side
was Policeman Finley. AS soon as the
shot was fired Bohler sprang at Mike
/ Muller aud seized him lust after he
/ leaped from the platform and had
/ thrown down his pistol. He held him
/ as in the grip OF vice until two or
! three others came up and laid hold on
! him. The other negro, Gabriel Murrell,
jumped of about the same time, and
| started to run across Broad street, po-
/ lceman Finley gave chase, and, draw
/ ing his revolver, fired at him, The hall
/ passed the orifice of his closed lips, cut
l ting away the skin ABOVE and below
With this the desperate wheeled. mt
! his hand in his pocket as if to draw a
weapon, but before he had time to take
/ II ont his breast was covered by the
/ cooked revolver Of the policeman, and
( the Injunction that il he drew his last
/ minute had arrived. He surrendered,
was taken back TO the ear, and both
rapidly carried to- jail and placed in one
/ cell.


THE GATHERING STORM.


The news of the foul, unprovoked and
! utterly inexcusable murder few from
| lip 10 lip, from man to man, from street
to street, and a cry OF vengeance was
raised. By ten O'Clock the sidewalks on
Broad street swarmed with ermed men,
who had determined that the murderer
had seen the sun for the last time. AT
eleven O'CLOCK the signal was given to


move upon the jail, when the streets


leading 20 it were at once filled. Arriv-


ing at the prison the keys Were demand