West Jersey Pioneer

Mr. Editor:--Believing that a letter from South-western Georgia would be agreeable to some of your readers, and thinking that probably there is no one in this section to assume the task, I will endeavor to sum up some few "notes and notions" in an attempt. This city is the country seat of Sumpter county, and contains about 5,000 inhabitants, one-half of whom are colored. It is a quaint looking place, and not very beautiful, so I shall not say much about it. At this time of the year it is blessed with a delightful climate; the nights, however, are quite cool, and although summer vegetation is in full blast, this season is very backward. It is quite as cool now during the day as in New Jersey at this time of the year, and to-day I think is cooler than 'tis common in Bridgeton at this time. Macon is a beautiful city, about 70 miles north of this, containing about 10,000 inhabitants, half colored. It is the great centre of the cotton trade of South and South-western Georgia, and as for climate and beauty and health, even, I do not think it can be surpassed by any city in the Union. Just at this time, Macon and adjacent cities are in a terrible "stew" over the appointment of Hon. H. M. Turner, a colored gentleman of the finest culture and highest abilities, to the position of Postmaster, at Macon. The howl of rage that went up from surrounding rebel dom, surpasses anything of my knowledge. It approaches nearer to my conception of bedlam on fire, than anything else I can think of. One fellow, who was a great swearer, (and these "rebs" can all cuss a "leetle"), started a chapter, but after proceeding with a few verses, (oaths) gave it up in despair, saying he could not do justice to the subject. South-western Georgia is not the most healthy locality in the world for a Yankee to make a habitation and a name. A few of Uncle Sam's uniforms with flesh and blood inside of them, would be welcome to some folks I know here. They kill people without much ado, either before the job or afterwards. With good Republicans in office, who, of course, are very obnoxious, they begin in alphabetical order, Ashburne, Ayre and Adkins. Ayre and Adkins, according to the injunctions of the "New era," have "perished by the wayside" since my advent into Georgia. Adkin's negro driver was killed the next day after Adkins, for the simple reason that "dead niggers tell no tales." Two men have been assassinated in this town during the last five weeks--one white and the other black-no one punished. The usual crime by the white victims is rape on colored women! and they are always killed by the enraged negroes, who are "caught and tamed" by a rope,-witnesses, the assassins or their confederates-and thus "two birds are killed with one stone. The crime of the blacks is always a "brutal outrage" on a white girl. Of course only one 'bird" is killed at this cast -a black-bird. The colored man that was killed here the other day, was taken out of a wagon yard here about 6 o'clock in the morning, and taken down to a swamp not an inch over half a mile from the Court house, in the heart of the city, and there brutally beaten to death by the 'Sons of Chivalry," who returned to the town with the statement that they gave him a beating and he escaped. A party of colored men went in search of him, after the police had been there and returned with the report that he could not be found, and found his body but a short distance from the public highway, partially covered with chunks of wood and pine knots. The coroner was notified, and a coroner's inquest was held, verdict returned "came to his death by parties unknown." So endeth the proceedings of the law in this case, unsaid but followed. I could go on and fill the page with accounts of outrages and murders committed on Union men. But it is unnecessary to repeat the bloody crimes of rebels, who are left by a forbearing Government to go free with their hands reeking with the blood of the murdered children of the Republic. The spirit of rebellion is as strong here as it was in the palmiest days of the Confederacy. See Father Ryan's speech in Atlanta, a few days ago, when he said, "Yes, there are mothers, thank heaven for such mothers who are keeping aglow and aflame the cause lost but to be regained. Yes, and know this . Sometimes the whisper of a mother in the ear of a child to-day, becomes the boom of a cannon a century hence." (Applause) But President Grant, whew! Grant's a terrible fellow, blue coats are coming! They swear at Grant and tremble. OLIVER TWEED.