Strange Scenes At Macon

Macón, Ga., Oct '11.- Jpfferson Davis vras tendered a reoeptlon in tliis city yestsrday. The fiist feature of the dav was the presentation of several badges to Mr. Davis and bil daughters, Mrs. Hays and Mise Winnie. The badges, uimh were very bcautifnl, all boro conspicuoUBly on their faces Confedérate flags and prlntsd sentiments. At 2 o'clook the old eoldiirs raarched to the mansión of Captain Johneton, wheïe Mr. Davis reviewed them. Mr. Uitvis Bat to a lürge easy chair, and Mrs. Davis sat beelde iiim. The daughters stood at their pareiits' den, and back of thein fitood several disttngulshed eitizens of Georgia. The old veterans broke ranks and began climbing np on the porch. They tcrambled and fonght and yelled, but the enthusiasm was not at lts height until somebody handed the ragged battle-flag of the Third Georgia regiment over the heads of the crowd, then the utorm blew its worst Mr. Davis grasped the tatters of the flag and pressed them to his lips. This was the signal for the most violent breaking forth. The air was full of such expressions as "God bless Jelï Davis!" "God blesB the flag!" Men in the crowd below and men and women on the porch broke down, and in a moment the entire multitude was In tears. Mr. Davis himself and hls wife and daughter wept with the crowd. Senator Colquitt pressed to the front and took the llag-Btaft one end of which he placed in Mr. Davis' feeble hand, and then with thè aid of the Senator the old Confedérate President waved the battle-torn ensign over the heads of the people, who yelled, threw their hats away and cried like so many childreiL Mrs. Davis tore off a Bhred of the flag and placed it within the bosom of her dress. Mr. Davis then arose and said: "Friends and brothers : I ara like that old flag, tattered and torn by storms and years. I love it for it& own suke and for yours. love it as a memento of wliat your fathers did and what they hoped you would do." At this point another flag - one of the old original flags with the three bars and the eleven stars - was passed up, and Mr. Davis and the entire faznily kiased and wept over it. Last night 5,000 veterans and sons of veterans were in line marching tlirongh the streete canying torches and old biillet-riven tiags that had been pierced by Federal baila They paraded up and down the streets to the liveiy air of "Dixie," and the crowds yelled themsel ves hoarse. Ne ver bef ore has a Southern city seen such a demonstration eince the war.