Cayton's Weekly

Cayton's Weekly --- PRICE FIVE CENTS CAYTON'S WEEKLY Published every Saturday at Seattle, Washington. U. S. A. Subscription $2 per year in advance. HORACE ROSCOE CAYTON..Editor and Publisher Entred as second class matter, August 18, 1916, at the post office at Seattle, Wash., under the Act of March 3rd, 1916. TELEPHONE: BEACON 1910 Office 303 22nd Ave. South A COLD BLOODED MURDER However much we may condemn one man for destroying the home of another, by ailienating the affections of his wife, yet we do not advocate or in anywise countenance or approve of the wronged man taking the law into his own honds, and doing even more than the law itself would do, were it allowed to take its course. Man in his wise and sober thoughts, here or no where else has seen fit to inflict the death penalty on the moral wreckers of homes and there is no excuse or justification for one man to take the life of another man under such circumstances, and of all men never an officer of the law. In our opinion the police officer, who last Sunday evening shot to death a fellow officer in Seattle, because forsooth he had or was about to ailienate the affections of his wife, is guilty of murder in the first degree, and should be punished accordingly. His wife was of sound mind and did wilfully and of her own free will leave her home and meet the deceased in order to revel in his affections and the husand knew such had been going on from time to time but followed them on this particular occasion evidently with the avowed purpose of doing exactly what he did do, kill his rival, hence, we repeat in our opinion, he is guilty of cold blooded murder. When he realized that his wife no longer loved him, but had transfered her former love for him to another man he should have shown himself to be a man and, if not a man, at least an officer of the law, and wiped his hands clear of both of them, but no he follows them and resorted to one of the most cowardly acts in the category of man against man, shooting his opponent in the back. There might have been some extenuating circumstances had he met him face to face, and shot him down, but to shoot him in the back, as the newspaper evidence seem to indicate, he committed a cowardly act and there is no punishment on our statute books for such crimes too severe to be meted out to him. On the other hand we believe a law should be enacted with a death penalty for any man wrecking the home of another. We are even not averse to the enforcement of the unwritten law, when a husband finds a man in his home in a compromising position with his wife, but there is absolutely no use of a law and enforcers of law, if the law is not to be lived up to. The last man that would be expected to break the law is an officer of the law and more especially when he has ample time for deliberation. Doubtless the husband had just as good excuse to have killed his betrayer months ago as he did last Sunday evening and, if this be true, then he is doubly culpable for his cowardly act last Sunday night. ELAINE. ARK.. RIOTS—THE PROOF By William Pickens At last it is proven, what we said at first about the inspiration for the killing of Negroes in Arkansas—and it has been proven much quicker than we hoped it would be. A man of the National Association for the Advancement of Colored People who has a white face, went down into Arkansas and got the whole "dope." He interviewed the WHITE PEOPLE from the Governor down, and found out from their own lips that the Negroes had no conspiracy to "uprise" or to murder any white people, and that the colored farmers had only organized to sell their own cotton and to save them selves from debt slavery to the big planters—and to defend their lives, if need be, from the organizing Ku Klux and from the vengeance when they feared would be poured out from the wrath of the planters. They knew, of course, that these planters would be pletny angry when they found out that the Negroes were banded together the world, instead of allowing the white to sell their own cotton into the markets of planter to sell it and give them fourteen cents a pound and get forty cents a pound for himself. The Governor of Arkansas was asked point blank by this investigation (whom the Governor thought was a newspaper correspondent in sympathy with the murder of Negroes) what evidence he and the other whites had that Negroes had a conspiracy to kill any white people; and the Governor of Arkansas replied that they had no evidence except the fact that "the Negroes had an organization and that one white man, who was after bootleggers, got killed by some Negroes." Just think of it! As if a man hunting bootleggers has not plenty of chances to be killed in Arkansas or anywhere else without any conspiracy on the part of the general Negro population. They have not proven or attempted to prove that thest bootleggers were even members of that farmers' organization. The big planters and the money sharks were looking for a pretext to break up this effort of the colored farmer to break away from debt-slavery, and they got the pretext when one white man happened to be killed by colored law-breakers (perhaps). I say PERHAPS, for even the circumstances attending this killing have not been given to us and will not be given to us,—and we know the methods of the white officer of the law in that section. But not only Arkansas, Mississippi and Tennessee, just across the river, were also looking for a chance to crush the human desire and the new hope of its colored peons for becoming freer. And white men from Memphis and from Mississippi poured into Helena, Ark., near Elaine, and THE ARMS THAT HAD BEEN TAKEN FROM THE NEGROES BY THE OFFICERS AND SOLDIERS WERE GIVEN INTO THE HANDS OF THESE BLOODTHIRSTY MOBS. Notice, I am afraid you will not get me; the arms that were taken from the homes of Negroes, ordinary arms for ordinary defense against burglars, were not kept by the law, but turned over to these white men and boys who poured in on the trains to help kill Negroes. The military also took it to be its duty to kill Negroes, not to keep order but to kill Negroes. Can anybody wonder that some colored people, hiding for their lives VOL. IV., No. 21 in the woods, and not knowing the Governor of Arkansas from their other enemies, fired at him and his auto party when they passed along the road? A hundred colored men were killed, most of them honest, hard-working people, who had no original desire to hurt anybody.And it was all done to keep the Negro economically under and financially dependent. This white-faced investigator so ingratiated himself into the good opinion of these Southerners, by "cussing" Negroes in their presence, that they told him frankly that it was their object to keep the Negro down and economically helpless. One white officer confessed: "Why, if these niggers were allowed to get all they work for, they would have owned Arkansas twenty years ago!"—He perhaps exaggerated, but he is right in spirit. The colored people are being robbed and bullied out of millions of dollars in the South every year of the Lord's grace. If ever anything needed impartial investigation, those Arkansas riots do. I know Arkansas, I was raised there. If the colored people are committing all the crimes charged by those who kill them, why should the killers object to federal investigation? If the killers are telling the truth, the investigation will at least do them no harm and will harm the colored people. Why is it that the lynching class is hotly opposed to any investigation from the "outside," while the colored people everywhere are shouting for investigation fro manywhere? There is a significance in that. That threatened "Negro uprising" would be as good a joke as any other—if they were not killing Negroes for it. But when white people want to kill black people for the jokes manufactured by the whites themselves, it is pretty tough.—Portland Advocate. AMERICA GROWING CAREFUL "Careless America is growing less careless." This is the conclusion of "The American Machinest" (New York), based on an advance summary of the 1917 mortality statistics received by the National Safety Council from the United States Census Bureau. This is despite the fact that some kinds of accidents increased during that year; for the total of accidental deaths in the death-registration area of continental United States was reduced approximately 6,500 as compared with the previous year. This result is attributed by the writer to the accident-prevention movement of the last few years. Quoting the statistics exactly, the total number of deaths caused by accidents during 1917 was 53,544 as against 60,072 during the previous year. Inasmuch as the death-registration area takes in only 70 per cent, of the population, it is apparent that more than 76,000 persons were killed in accidents throughout the United States in that Year. The report received by the National Safety Council summarizes the causes of accidents as follows: "The greatest number of deaths charged to any one accidental cause, 11,114, or 14.8 per 100,000, is shown for falls. The rate for this cause varies but slightly from year to year. "Next to falls. the greatest number of accidental deaths, 8,649, or 11.5 per 100,000, resulted from railroad accidents and injuri- --- --- ```markdown ``` es. This rate is greater than the corresponding rates for 1914, 1915, and 1916 (10.7, 9.2, and 11.3, respectively), but is lower than that for any year from 1906 the first year for which deaths from this cause were reported separately—to 1913, inclusive. "Burns, excluding those received in conflagrations and in railroad, street-car, and automobile accidents, were responsible for 6,830 deaths, or 9.1 per 100,000. The death rate from burns was greater than that for the preceding year, 8 per 100,000, and was also greater than the rate for any earlier year covered by the bureau's records, with the exception of 1907. "Deaths from automobile accidents and injuries in 1917 totaled 6,724, or 8.9 per 100,000 population. "Accidental drowning caused 5,550 deaths or 7.4 per 100,000. This rate is considerably less than that for any preceding year since 1910. and is also decidedly be low the average for the decade 1901-1910. "Mine accidents and injuries resulted in 2,623 deaths, or 3.5 per 100,000. This rate is greater than the rates for the preceding three years and for 1912, but is lower than those for other recent years. "Deaths due to injuries by vehicles other than railroad-cars, stree-cars and automobile s numbered 2,326, or 3.1 per 100,000. The rate from this cause has declined somewhat during the past ten years, probably because of the decrease in the use of horse-drawn vehicles. "Deaths resulting from street-car accidents numbered 2,277, corresponding to a rate of 3 per 100,000. This rate is greater than those for the two years preceding and is the same as that for 1912, but is less than the rates for other recent years. "Machinery accidents caused 2.112 deaths, or 2.8 per 100,000, a rate materially greater than that for any preceding year covered by the bureau's mortality records." This last item is attributed by The Machinist to "the large number of previously untrained workers employed during the war-period." EDITORIAL PARAGRAPHS There might have been some justification in barring Councilman Lane of Seattle from speaking in the Commercial Club room of Tacoma, because he spoke at the Hulet Wells banquet after he Wells, had been convicted, had he, Lane have done so, but he did not do so. Yea, not only did not speak at the Wells banquet, but was not even present. None of these facts, however, appealed to James H. Davis. who, it is said, was responsible for the brutal insult to Lane, because he Davis seems to be a man totally devoid of the elements that go to make up a gentleman. In our opinion James H. Davis of Tacoma is the worst political corruptionist in the northwest and is not even one percent American, to say nothing of 100 per cent, and it is our further private opinion, publicly expressed, that no great msitake would be made if Jimmy Davis occupied a like cell to that occupied by Hulet Wells, who ought to be just where he is. If the unrest among working men is due to the closing of the vile saloons and brothals, in which 90 per cent of the working men of the industrial centers of this country wasted their weekly wages, then such a state of unrest, as bad, as it may be, is invited. No, Mr. Gompers. the unrest is this country is not due to a lack of booze, as you declare, but it is due to an over desire for boodle. Both laboring man and the moneyed man are moving heaven and earth to get theirs while getting is good and the failure of the one or the other accounts for the world's unrest. To speak more plainly America is money mad, and her citizens for the most part will crawl backwards into hell itself for the money. Old Booze is dead and, Gompers to the contrary, we trust his putrid carcass will bleach and blister on the hill tops, in the valleys and on the plains of this country for ages, generations and civilizations yet unborn. Because the colored man of this country is standing up and condemning the wholesale lyching of colored men, women and children by the thousands, on any kind of an insignificant pretext, the government secret service agents have reported that there is a great American Negro uprising brewing. The Negro is now in a similar state of mind as was the immortal Patrick Henry, when this country was trying to crush out the British oppressions "give me liberty or give me death." If in demanding such that be construed into a great Negro uprising then the American Negro invites the American white man to make the best of it. As we have before said, "for me and mine death is preferable a thousand times over to such treatment as the Negro of Arkansas and other southern states are compelled to undergo. New Jersey has swung from the Republican to the Democratic column and we have our suspicions that, Gompers' influence among the organized working men of that state was largely responsible for the change. Booze or no booze was the paramount issue of the campaign and booze and bourbonism won. All bourbon Democrats are not boozefighters, but all boozefighters are Democrats. Of course President Wilson heartily endorsed Gov. Coolidge after he had been re-elected by a record breaking plurality, but the President was as mute as a mouse concerning the Massachusetts campaign prior to the election, but he was up and in the band wagon when informed the way the cat had jumped. "Me too" is always a most despicable personage. That human life is cheap in Seattle at present and growing cheaper may be seen in the number of persons who are murdered each week. To take a fellowman's life on the slightest provocation seems to be a Seattle style and even the officers of the law have begun to indulge in the past time. In times past King county has had some strong prosecuting attorneys, but none of them seems to measure up to Tom Patterson, who put such awful fear in Charley Heifner's heart that he plead guilty when he probably was not guilty. Long live Pat. Being a candidate to succeed himself the female petition, we suspect, will not have to contain an over abundance of names to induce Gov. Hart to call an extra session of the legislature to ratify the woman suffrage amendment to the Federal Constitution. Its a noticeable fact that some of the apparently most insignificant weekly publications have the most extensive editorial staffs, which is doubtless another instant of "darfore, dats a big word, put dat in dat letter." If the union coal miners do not want to dig coal then let them not dig coal, but give them to firmly understand they are not, at the peril of their lives. to interfere with any body else, who is willing to dig coal. A rather forcible writer says. the Negro is not going to run any more because he has found himself'.. Lets hope however he has not found himself swinging to a lynchers limb or the chief attraction at an incineration. A facetious writer asks, "If a senator Fall in the West will he Lodge in Massachusetts? Not necessarily so, he may fall in the White House unless he happens to stumble over a Poindexter impediment. Eastern elections are over and every body comes the report even Woodrow Wilson was so happy that he wired congratulations to Republicans. Wonder if he plans to be a Republican next year? Evidently the duties of the Seattle policemen have been widely extended as they now not only arrest malefactors, but act as judge, jury and executioner and all before taking the accused to headquarters. Owning to Montanna's fuel shortage one would hardly be justified in saying Montann is in one hell of a fix, unless hell is the opposite to what it has been pictured to be. Who will gainsay the work of the late King county grand jury is not having its reward for has not Tommy Patterson convicted Charles G. Heifner. Great. Lets hope that the police of this city will not take the matter of killing each other to the disgusting extreme that they did the stealing of seized booze. From the registration excitement that is running riot among the voters of Seattle they must think there is danger of Woodrow Wilson being reelected in December. Republicanism is swamping Woodrow Wilsonism every time the opportunity presents itself, and its too bad an opportunity does not present itself every day and every hour. You may think we are crossing the creek before we get to the bridge, but we are really worried about where to find our Thanksgiving turkey. COLORED LITERATURE Books, Magazines, Eastern Periodicals. High-brow Toilet Articles. First Class Tonsorial Articles at Tutt's Shop, 300 Main Street. P. FRAZIER Real Estate, Insurance, Collections. 316 Pacific Block, Seattle Main 4554. J. W. EDMUNDS, OPH. D., Graduate Op- Eye Specialist. Personal attention given in Eye examinations for Glasses. Fifteen years in Seattle. Balcony, Fraser-Paterson Co. RICHARDSON'S UNDERTAKING PARLORS 1216-18 Jackson Street Office, Beacon 103; Res., Main 5610 The Grand Opening of the ATLAS POOL HALL Is Announced, with BOB DISHMORE, Proprietor, M. C. 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With the financial interest of his pres- idential campaign in the hands of Jim Chilberg how is it possible for Senator Poindexter to fail? If meanness is an awful crime then the average person elected to a public office rapidly develops into an awful criminal. Having lived in Arkansas Dean Pickens can speak truthfully about the mobocra- tic roughnecks of that hell’s half acre. God knows what would have happened had Roselius intended to have shot Carle- ton. THE PASSING THRONG Ruth Laid To Rest In trying to speak to you last Saturday through the columns hereof concerning the death of my daughter, Mrs. Ruth Cay- ton Wright, I told you that, even to editors there come times and conditions when they could neither think or write, and at that particular time, I labored in such a state of mind. but her remains have since been laid to rest and, but her loving memory now abides with me. As natural as is death. yet its visitation always leaves its plighting influences behind and there are none so high or so low in human affairs, but that undergo the same mental agonies. The hand of death falls as heavily on the king as it does on the keeper, and however often it may fall on a family, I am told, the cross is no less light. I am sixty past, and though I am from a large family fire- sdie and myself the head of a family con- sisting of a wife and five children, yet I looked into the face of my first dead blood relation, save a babe that came and immedi- ately went, when I looked into the face of my daughter one week ago, and I now know ‘that there is a world of difference between looking into the face of one near and dear to you, who is sleeping in the icy arms of death, and in the face of either a friend or an acquaintance in a like state. Since I have resided in Seattle and have been a more or less quasi public personage I have felt called upon to attend the funeral ceremonies of the leading public functionaries of this commonwealth, and as important as they were they paled into absolute insignificance in comporrison to my Ruth. at least so far as I was concerned, but, if natural, what father is differently constituted. The sad and solemn tread of ‘the living around the bier of a familiar face may not be wholly in keeping with the injunction of Him, who hath said, “‘weep at the incoming and dance at the outgoing,’”? but for some inexplainable rea- son the mandate has been reversed and, we suspect, it will so continue until this civilization is no more. The services over Ruth were tenderly and beautifully conducted, which went a long ways toward robbing the sad occasion to me and mine ‘of much of its intense anguish. The soft pedal of human _ tenderness soothed the stinging pains of the heart. The family of the deceased appreciate floral tokens for the services from Mr, R. Smith. Mrs. L. A. Graves, Mrs Zola Boston,Mr. 8. H. Stone, Dr. F. B. Cooper. Mrs. C. C Hancock, Mrs Gallagher, Mrs. James F, Miller. Mr. and Mrs. H. 8. Frazier, and the family is like- wise greatful for the many words of con- dolence which have and are still coming to The following obituary notice was read by the Rev. W. D. Carter. the officiating clergyman: Ruth Cayton Wright was born October 28, 1918, in Seattle, Washington, and died October 30, 1919, in Portland, Oregon. Twenty-two years and two days old. She was united in holy matrimony to Floyd J. Wright in the year of 1917 and from this union was born one child, Susan Ollie Wright. During the first stage of her illness, Ruth was converted and received the sacrament of Holy Baptism in the Good Samaritian Hospital and died in full faith in our Lord and Saviour, Jesus Christ. A Day Of Mishaps As I was leaving home last Wednesday morning, a black cat ran across my trail and though I am not in the least super- stitious, yet I had my misgivings about having success on that particular day. I was headed for Tacoma and I meant to take the 9 o’clock boat. My time peace however played me truant, and I missed the boat. Hurriedly I made to the Interur- ban train, but to my changin I missed that by a hairs breath. I stuck round, but got into conversation with a friend and missed the 10 o’clock train, but I did get away at 11 o’clock, and was in Tacoma about 12 o’clock, and I soon saw a number of persons without collecting any ‘‘kale.”’ I wanted to make a purchase in Tacoma and discovered I had left my purse at home. I, by mistake, waited on a corner in the eold for forty-five minutes for a Seattle train on which to return. When finally the train came I wondered if the conductor would really take the Seattle end of my round trip ticket or would I have to hoof it home. When I reached home that even- ing an hundred dollar dun was handed me and yet I not only had not taken in a cent for my day’s work, but was out my ex- penses. Darn that black cat it certainly will fare badly if it ever, again crosses my trail. The Gumshoe Politicians “‘T am glad I saw you,”’ said an old time political warhorse, whom I met in Tacoma as I want to talk some polities with you. In your opinion have the colored voters of the state decided as to whom they will support for goveror next year? ‘‘So far as I now know they have not given the matter a single thought, but in my opin- ion they will never decide to support any political hot air artists of the stripe, some of the gubernational aspirants are. May. perhaps, the next governor will give them no more political consideration than the present governor is giving them, but the nominee will know they were against him, unless he assures them they will be given more political consideration than they are now getting. No Republican governor of Washington has ever appointed a colored person to a political position. There are up- wards 10,000 colored voters in this state and under the present election laws that number of votes can, if it will permit itself to be directed, nominate the next Repub- lican primary election choice for governor of this State. Its at least worthy of a trial and I trust the colored voters will so con- sider it. This does not mean that they will fight the Republican nominee, but it does mean that they will fight the hot air artists in the primaries to a perfect stand still. She Was No Afraid Not long since I had oceasion to say that white women generally speaking, nev- er permitted any one to have more polite- ness than themselves and but a few days ago, I saw another verification of this statement. I saw a colored man walking up Third Avenue, his arms laiden with bundles—thanks to the dry law of this state—when a sudden gust of wind blew his hat off. A white man and woman were meeting him and about ten feet away. The white man moved for an instant by the awk- ward situation of the colored man, dis- tinctly made a move to return the recrant chat, but evidently remembering he was with a white women, deliberately drew back and looked the other way. Ilis lady eompanion however did not hesitate but reached for the hat and not only returned it to the man but held a bundle for him until he could replace his hat on his head. Tler companion was so badly embarrassed over the circumstances that his face was like searlet. The colored man showed his ap- preciation as effusively as possible and passed on. What transpired between the man and woman is their seeret, but it was a beautiful lesson. Meets An Old Timer One day this week I met Milton Roy on Pike Street and I was heartily glad to sée shim for, it had been many months sinee I had seen him, though he lives practically in the city limits, but Seattle is not what it was when I first met Roy, some twenty- eight years ago and she has just about ten times more inhabitants now than she had then. Twenty-eight years ago, Roy was janitor at the Seattle National Bank, and custodian of the Roxwell building and fi- nancially speaking, flying high. He owned a home on the corner of Sixteenth Avenue north and Harrison Street, which was pret- ty well out in the timber. This he subse quently sold and bought a five acre tract out at Bryn Mawr, where he has resided for many years. Once on a time Roy work- ed in the U. S. Assay office of the city and he got the job in a very cute way.’’ I wonder if Mr. Wing does not need a man ‘to clean up that building and help him to place his furiture,’’? said Roy to me. I'll see was my brief reply. Wing did and Roy did it. Wing was a good friend of mine politically and otherwise and I kept tab on Roy’s work. When he had about finished I said to Wing, O. K. Roy and let him con- tinue work, which he did. It meant three colored employers out of about twelve and we expected a holler, which finally came, but not until Roy had been there for quite a year. Rheumatism has aged him up quite a bit, but he still gets about and loves to talk over by gone Seattle days.— Living By A Policeman I have lived in Seattle a long time and for the most part I did about as I pleased among my neighbors. I do not remember of ever having had any real trouble with any of them, largely due, I think, to the care- less manner in which I always handled my razor in their presence. I might add in this connection my neighbors have always been white and they seem to pay more obesance to a colored man’s razor than do the average colored man, hence the undi- sturbed position I held from time to time among my neighbors, but recently a colored policeman has moved next door to me and T am @ebating in my mind whether or not it would be advisable for me to put on my war paint and show myself for a minute just to see what he is made of. Ile walks by and pays no more attention to my trusted blade as I earelessly handled it, than if it were a jack knife. But I am keeping an eye on him and some day when I am in my hardness I may try him out and woe unto his future if he shows any signs of weakening. My former neighbors won- der what has come over me to cause such a state of quiet about my domicile, not sus- pecting for a minute that its a case per- haps of Greek meeting Greek. Thanksgiving Day Coming : Once upon a time the immediate coming of Thanksgiving filled my soul with rap- ture and, perhaps, for no greater reason CAPITAL AND SURPLUS, FULLY PAID, $700,000.00 Assets, 4 MILLIONS 4% Compounded semi-annually, Paid on Savings Our Safe Deposit Vaults are the Largest and Safest in the Northwest. Private Vaults rented at $4.00 per Anum than because I knew my stomach thereafter would be just as full, if not more so, of actual good eats as was my soul of prospective good eats prior to its coming. My Thanksgiving dinner was not problematical in those days, but as certain as was the day to come. Not by half and then some did my bank roll size up with the one I now get for my week's work, but believe me it would bring home twice as much bacon as it will to day, hence to have a good Thanksgiving day dinner did not require the expenditure of any great amount of "kale." My fourteen pound turkey cost in the neighborhood of three dollars and the other necessaries to complete the bill of fare would cost about another three dollars, which would give me a feast sufficiently large to feed six or eight persons and have enough left over for another day. The day may have been originally set apart for prayer and thanksgiving, but for the most part I looked upon it as one for fun and feeding. I read in the daily press one day this week that President Wilson had designated Thursday, November 28th, as Thanksgiving day, and a cloud of perplexities overspread my brow and my mind drifted into earnest meditation about what I would have to eat on that day and had I not better make preparations to observe the day as it was originally intended in prayer and thanksgiving, and all because my weekly wage roll will not buy enough to have my table groan under a like amount of viands as it did in days of yore. I am not at heart a murderer, but I hope the fellow, who is responsible for this high cost of living and curtailed value of a dollar will give me a wide birth between now and the approaching Thanksgiving day, or, unless my trusted blade forget its cunning or its efficacy, his old hide will not be worth a tinkers dam. But serious the nights are so dark, the turkeys so scarce and the dollars so few that I suspect corn-beef and cabbage will be about my size on the day our beloved president has designated for us to rejoice and be glad for him having kept us out of war until he had been elected a second time and for getting us out of war before it was time to run a third time. PURELY PERSONAL Horace P. Lawhorn of Tacoma is in poor health just now and friends have advised him to go to Arizona or California for the winter. Mr. and Mrs. J. B. Barbour, mourn the death of their little daughter, Maggie. She was burried last Sunday from the Richardson undertaking parlors. Floyd J. Wright returned to Portland last Monday evening. His baby girl will continue living with its grand parents. H. Alfred Lewis of the undertaking firm of Lewis and Blackwell personally superintended the funeral rites of Mrs. Ruth Cayton Wright. The Poor Married Hick Wife—You are very rude. You yawned four times while I was trying to talk to you. Hubby—You're wrong, my dear; I was only opening my mouth to try and get a word in edgewise.—Florida Times-Union. Plenty of Questions "My wife is mourning the loss of a $10,- 000 diamond necklace." "Why don't you advertise a thousand reward and no questions asked." "Well, I could make good on the thousand, but I doubt my wife's ability to fulfill the rest of that contract."—Louisville Courier-Journal. --- Annually, Paid on Savings least in the Northwest. Private Vaults rented at or Anum A Fair Man “Any remarkable characters in this town?” “One—Ezra Hardapples.” “What sort of genius is he?” "Ezra's no genius. It's ilke this. Mrs. Hardapple has been supporting the family and keeping Ezra supplied with pocket money for years by running a boarding house. When anybody starts to talking about suffrage for women Ezra doesn't rear up on his hind legs and get purple in the face at the mere thought of a woman being placed on an equal footing with the lords of creation. He says if his Maggie wants the right to vote he'll be dodrotted if he doesn't think she's entitled to it."—Birmingham Age-Herald. When the Wife Is Away Finley Dunne said the other day: 'It's folly to say that two can't live as cheap as one—two can live far, far cheaper than one. 'Did you send your wife to the shore last August?' I asked a married man. 'No,' he answered. 'I can't afford it. It costs too much.' 'But,' I said, 'your wife's tastes are simple. Surely she could sojourn at the shore without spending any great amount.' 'I know that, all right,' said he, 'but August of last year while she was at the shore I spent more than $200 a week,'''—Chicago News. His Better-Half (regarding him from the bedroom window)—Where you bin this hour of the night? "I've bin at me union, considerin' this 'ere strike." "Well, you can stay down there an' consider this 'ere lockout."—London Tit-Bits. CAYTON'S WEEKLY wants two columns of classified adds made up after this style and fashion. Rates very reasonable. Beacon 1910. IN THE SUPERIOR COURT OF KING COUNTY, State OF WASHINGTON. ELBERTIE FLORENCE PEAK, Plaintiff, vs. EMMET STEDMAN PEAK, Defendant. No. 100308 SUMMERS FOR EXPLICATION 139203. SUMMONS FOR PUBLICATION. THE STATE OF WASHINGTON TO: Emmet Stedman Peak, Defendant: You are hereby summoned to appear within sixty days after the date of the first publication of this summons, to-wit; within sixty days after the 8th day of November, 1919, and defend the above entitled action in the above entitled Court and answer the complaint of the plaintiff and serve a copy of your answer upon the undersigned attorney for the plaintiff, at his office below stated and in case of your failure so to do, judgment will be rendered against you according to the demand of the complaint which has been filed with the Clerk of said Court. The object of this action is to dissolve the bonds of matrimony now and heretofore existing between the plaintiff and the defendant in this action and for an absolute decree of divorce. Date of first publication, November 8th, 1919. ANDREW J. BALLIET, Attorney for Plaintiff Office & P. O. Address, 320 Railway Exchange Bldg., Seattle, Washington. November 8, December 13, 1919. Cayton's Weekly READABLE RELIABLE REPUBLICAN Will Help You If You Will Help It 303 22nd Ave. So. Beacon 1910 A Fair Man She Takes a Hand TACOMA REAL ESTATE City of Unexcelled Opportunities. Manufacturing City of Northwest. R.R. Centre, where rails and sails meet I am offering nice cleared leevl lots ready to build on for $25 and up per lot on easy payment plan. City houses and lots, farms, improved and unimproved, cheap and on easy terms. Five nice cleared lots ready to build on for only $150 for the bunch on terms of $25 cash, balance monthly. H. P. LAWHORN, 403 National Bank of Tacoma Bldg., (13th and Pacific Avenue) Tacoma, Wash. --- CAYTON'S WEEKLY (Office 303 22nd Ave. South) Regular, Reliable, Republican, Readable Wants 500 New Subscribers This is a Sample of what it sends out Every Week No Friends to Reward or Enemies to Punish A Publication of Ideas Rather Than Personalities Read for Yourself and Be Convinced Telephone Beacon 1910 DR. C. J. ALLEN. Dentist. 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