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 3579 Office 317 22nd Ave. South CONSIDER THYSELF There is no doubt but that the colored citizens of this country suffer a great deal from what may be termed the sins of commission on the part of the white citizens, but it is an undeniable fact that many of their troubles are due to their own sins of omission. For an example, whatever is is, so far as they are concerned, and they accept such goods as the gods provide and complain if a sufficiency is not provided. In other words, unless some one gives them jobs they wont have jobs. To illustrate, it is variously estimated that there are upwards of 5,000 colored persons in Seattle. It is also variously estimated that there are upwards of or about 8,000 Japanese in and about Seattle. Now this, after all, is the colored man's home and he is thoroughly conversant with the customs of this country and those of them who have gone into business have been patronized to a greater extent by white citizens than by the colored citizens themselves, and yet there is but one commercial establishment of any business proportions and but three others of a more or less diminutive proportion in all Seattle. These 5,000 persons buy goods, chattels and various household necessities each year that run into the millions of dollars, and yet but a small proportion is sold by colored persons. They complain from time to time because the stores and counting houses do not give their boys and girls employment, and, be it remembered, none of them are employed in the business houses, and yet they seem to put forward no effort to create places for themselves. With but one exception not a single colored man has moved to the suburbs of the city with the view of producing for sale No, he waits for the other fellow to create a job and then send for him to fill the same. Twenty years ago, as the writer now remembers, there were not to exceed a half dozen commercial establishments in Seattle under the supervision of or owned outright by Japanese, but at present there are six banks and perhaps 500 different kinds of commercial establishments owned and operated by Japanese. They control the vegetable markets of the city, and, as has been previously said in these columns, if the 8,000 or more Japanese now living in Seattle should suddenly sail for another country, temporarily Seattle would actually go hungry and the labor market would be all shot to pieces, which is to say, the Japanese are necessary to the continued prosperity of the Northwest. While many of their number have sought and accepted positions and jobs, still others were industriously working to make jobs for themselves and have succeeded beyond expectations. Show us one young colored man in Seattle under the age of twenty that is studying or working with any definite purpose in view and we will show you a human wonder. They go to school to avoid work in the day and form plans for the evening's entertainment. This is a world of work, and whoever fails to do his or her duty is not only a drone, but a drawback to its onward march. There will always be unfriendly relations between races and classes of the human family when one race or class makes no effort to protect itself, but falls back upon that false philosophy, "the world owes me a living and has me to pay." The fact of the matter is all manner of man owes the world for being permitted to feast and fatten on it and unless the debt is paid the debtor wil be the sufferer ELECT CALDWELLISM The ego of Hugh M. Caldwell to the contrary notwithstanding yet we are still of the opinion that, his election means greater benefits for the City of Seattle than that of Duncan. If you love your city less and Duncan more vote for him for mayor, but if you love your city more and Caldwel less, then vote for Caldwell. Seattle is in no position to experiment in the shape of mayors, which it will do if it elects Duncan next Tuesday. Per se Duncan is a most likeable fellow and we believe would live up to all of his promises and believing that fully explains why, from a commercial standpoint, its to the city's best interest that Caldwell, despite his top heavy ego, be elected in preference to Duncan. YOUR AUTO LICENSE Your auto license, Mister Man, is now the thing for you to can, if you desire the streets to star, in your imposing auto car. Your time expires on March the first, so don't forget to tap your purse; to pay the license for your heap or greater trouble will you reap. I tried it once and got the gaft and felt as though it was a graft, but Brinker said, "it is the law," and so I quickly came to taw. It wasn't the law that made me sad but parting from my extra sead. So to avoid the double deal, play safe to day and skin your reel. This law was made to give you ease while riding by the great fir trees, and while I think the grafters get the lion's share of the license tet, for building roads for county boards, which makes them look like Henry Fords, yet after all it means a lot, to have good roads on which to trot. So, Mister Man, your license pay, although it takes a lot of hay. It means that you can rise and shine, and go a shouting down the line, on Sundays and on Mondays too, when you have nothing else to do. Of course, you'll never miss the gold, when you're told you're twice as old, but the comfort which you will get will save you from a grouchy fret, and cause your life to reach the bend where centenarians await the end. I recommend, your license pay, and live a year within a day, without the fear of what you hear about the cop, who is so near. Archaeologists contend that drawings of human beings and animals in ancient caves in France prove that man was right-handed as long ago as the stone age. Cayton's Weekly telephone Beacon 3579. VOL. IV., No. 37 EDITORIAL PARAGRAPHS. The governor of New Jersey is continuing to make of himself a non compos mentis. That felow who stole his two little girls came dangerously close to concealing them. A unification of the three great branches of colored Methodism seems almost assured. There seems to be little or no doubt but that recent Michigan rebellion was a mere matter of moonshine. The railroads may be returned to the corporation hogs, but 'believe me' there will be things doing before they are. Of course Hoover will never be President, but he got a front page feature and that's a big thing, at least for his vanity bump. Moses HH. Jones of Dayton, Ohio, is dead and left an estate of $35,000. He was an attorney at law. The Lincoln bank of Chicago recently experienced a three days run, but weathered the storm. Changing Mt. Rainier to Mt. Washington is more or less patriotic but the change proposer had better steer clear of Mt. Tacoma. Don't get alarmed about your car, as it wont get you very far, from your original starting place, where first you found your lucky ace. Fish stories are not necessarily "fishy," nor "fishy" stories not necessarily fish stories, but who tells either one of them looks foolish while telling one. Caldwell doubtless does not need any of Fitzgerald's votes and yet there is nothing gained by speaking indifferently about them. These are times when, what it requires to keep soul and body united, costs more than the body can possibly produce, hence Old Suicide is reaping a harvest Seventeen Democrats were elected aldermen of Chicago the other day in a nonpartisan election, but the balance of the twenty-six were elected without designation. According to a recent report Irish potatoes are to be the chief crop of King county the present year which sounds good to the spud lover All preachers are not deceivers nor are all deceivers preachers, but there are more deceivers among prachers than true believers think best for the cause the preachers represent. He or she, who always wants something said about them in the papers, feels morally certain that the papers will not say what's true about them, lest the paper be expunged from the mails. It seems to be the concensus of opinion that Ealy's escape from the gallows is due much more to the ability of his lawyers than to the belief of the jury that he is innocent. R. W. Thompson, a Washington City newspaper corespondent, is dead. He had furnished "stuff" for weekly papers published by colored men for the past thirty years. That’s A. Lou Cohen on the phone, and wants your vote, to help him ‘‘tote’’ his Morris chair, to the council stair, which he wil climb, on record time, to take his seat, to not retreat, until he gets, the city debts, in better shape, than here of late, they seem to be. Lou is a man, who never ran, before this time, for office chime, of any kind, but has a mind, to things im- prove, that’s in a groove, in our Seattle, where the battle, be- tween the classes, quite harasses, those who love, the God above, and wish to do, unto you, as would you, have others do, unto you and the crew. Lou stands for right, with all his might, and never swerves, from those he serves. Your vote he needs, to win the deeds, for the three-year place in the council space, so when you reach the place to preach, political pride, on which to ride, to Harmony Hall, vote for Cohen and you won’t be alone. For City Councilman Three Year Term bai : eye ant ea Van ert ot ae OTe Cp Pee a Clee ie ia oie Ron ee Nadie ene Getting an education without an objee- tive point in life amounts to one and the same thing as flying off on a tangent through space, yet hoping to land some- where As the daily newspaper reporter hears it, an educated colored person talks plantation jargon just as perfectly as the cottonfield Negro. who does not know B from bull’s foot. Kight dollars, good and true, is exactly what is due, for my work each day, rubbing your influenza hay. DT’m a full-fledged black cross nurse, but have an empty red cross purse, and you this pocketbook must fill, or you bet your life, you get no pill. Roscoe Simmons has been elected president of the Lincoln League, which is now a Re- publican adjunct. I. F. Norris, the erst- while Seattle Democrat. is one of the faith- ful. Wilberforce University, which began its existence February 24th will — celebrate founder’s day with a great gathering and the raising of $50,000 for the benefit of the school. Flying from Seattle to San Diego in twelve hours would mean that a wronged wife could leave Seattle and get to San Diego before her husband could return from his joy ride with the blue eved blond. Robert Church and Roseoe Simmons, it is said. have been slated by Will Hays to distribute the loaves and fishes to the col- ored faithful after the next U. S. presiden- tial inauguration. Hiram Johnson has a letter from the late Theodore Roosevelt, which hands over, sign- ed, scaled and delivered, his, Roosevelt’s, political mantle. It seems to be genuine, but must have been delayed in transit. Hlow- ever, what more could be expected from Burleson’s poor mail. service. INDIVIDUALITIES S. F. Argonaut Queen Mary of England tied up and ad- dressed nearly all her Christmas presents to her personal friends, and herself unpacked those which came from them. The queen thinks that she gives pleasure, and certainly gets it, from this little expression of senti- ment. Arrested and thrown in jail forty-one times in Kansas, knocked down twice, egged four times and arrested and acquitted three times on insanity charges is the record of Myra McHenry, former partner of Carrie Nation, who is turning her guns loose on the I. W. W. of Kansas. Mayor W. C. Bustin of Bermondsey in England will not accept any invitations to functions during his year of office, and de- clines to be invested with the robe and chain of office. A compositor by trade, Mr. Bustin continues his occupation. He has been granted £300 for out-of-pocket expenses and for loss of remunerative time while acting as mayor. Miss Marguerite Cody, the first woman journalist in the press gallery of the British ITouse of Commons, has many athletic ree- ords to her credit. She swims, boxes, rows, plays hoekey and tennis, practices ju-jitsu, and enjoys flying. Five years ago she swam across Belfast Lough, a distance of six and a half miles, only one man having previously accomplished the same feat. Mlle. Marie Prodhom, who has been ap- pointed director of the Bank of Geneva and will sign the notes and scrip issued by that bank, is only twenty-eight years of age. She proved herself an excellent financier during theh war, and is the first woman in Europe to hold such an important position. There are now two judges, nine barristers, three en- gineers, and a number of university profes- sors of the fair sex in Switzerland. According to ‘‘Tay Pay,’’ Lloyd George always had people to work for him, a de- voted brother as well as a devoted uncle and a good partner, and, anyhow, however poor he was, George could never be got to put anything in front of his political activities and ambitions. Nothing could be untruer than to think that Lloyd George cares for money; he has never cared for anything but polities. ‘‘Give me a thousand a year,’’ he said to ‘‘Tay Pay’’ some years ago, ‘‘and I have all the money I want.’’ E. C. Drury, the new premier of Ontario, is said to read blue books as some men do detective stories; his only form of dissipa- tion. He has no use for forms and cere- monies. He believes in all people—except protectionists and is a ‘‘crank on the tariff.” While rather given to imparting confidences to friends and neighbors, he is regarded by some of them as a ‘‘follow-my-words-but- not-my-ways man’’—alluding to his fondness for making good speeches. He is an omni- vorous reader with a reteneive menory. Herbert Hoover’s father was a blacksmith. Mrs. Hoover was a Quaker preacher and traveled to neighboring towns and country churches to preache. She is spoken of as a woman of much character, energetic and in- dustrious, and, naturally, frugal. Herbert Hoover, from whom was derived the very “‘Hooverize,’’ didn’t lack early training in that line. Young Hoover went the barefooted way of the other village boys, did the chores, went to school, and led the customary life of the ordinary healthy American country boy. The owls and bats have nothing on Rupert Hughes. He is one of these midnight oil authors who does his best work between cur- few and sunrise. He says he is not method- ical, but that he writes when he feels like it, and as long as his story flows smoothly the work does not particularly cause ‘‘brain fag.’’ When the plot and characters won’t come, the work becomes exhausting. He does not play golf, but occasionally whirls a pair of dumb-bells, and for exercise and pleasure depends almost entirely on walks about his farm. When Charles Russell, the Montana cowboy artist, was sent to St. Louis to study art he was there all of five days. On the third day his instructor said to him, ‘‘I want you to do some anantomy today I shall have you draw the human hand.’’ And Charles said to him, ‘‘Damn it, don’t I know the human hand? I’ve been drawing it for years.”’ “‘But,’’ the instructor said, ‘‘if you are go- ing to study art, you must do as I say.’ Russell said, ‘‘I don’t think that I have to study. I know what I can do. You can’t help me. I am going back to the plains.” Tsuri Aoki, the Japanese picture star, who has been commissioned to adapt and modern- ize the works of a number of great British and American dramatists to the requirements of the native Japanese theatres, is a niece of Mme. Sadda Yacco, who was the first woman in Japan to be permitted to appear on -the stage, women’s roles during all the thousands of years previous having been assumed by men players. Miss Aoki’s uncle was Kawa- kima, reformer of the Japanese theatre. She came to this country with these relatives in eaerly girlhood and was educated in the Sisters’ School of Colorado Springs and at Stanford University. Because of her thor- ough knowledge of both Japanese’ and Eng- lish, and of the dramatic traditions of both countries, she was selected to make the trans- lations of the English and American classics. BYE AND BYE. FEM eet amen | nee eee Time may seem long and Justice slow, And Wrong seem to prevail, But God hath spoken, and His words Are true, and will not fail. Fair Justice, robed in ermine pure, Will some day rule the world, And Wrong, though deep intrenched and old Shall from his throne be hurled. What though if Justice has been slow? _ And we have waited long To see the Everlasting Right Triumphant o’er the Wrong? Remember, that a thousand years With God are but a day, Though men may wtiher as the grass, Yet He abides alway. Hope on, nor be discouraged when The darkness hides the light; Know this: that He who rules the earth Is Champion of the Right. And from the dust of centuries Where she has bleeding lain, In His own time He’ll lift her up And send her forth again. “‘But how did you get her to beleive such an outrageous -lie?’’ ‘‘I told it to her in strict confidence.’’—Blighty. i SA ONT Rees AS, 3 RS PEM ee ie eh ee nA fs Re Ly oe pene wee: THE PASSING THRONG Caldwell's recent metings, to which, it is said, he retorted, ‘‘you bet I am not. My grandfather had more Negro slaves than there are Negro voters in Seattle and I know exactly how to handle those fellows.”’ If Hugh M. Caldwell actually used such lan- guage then he is by no means the dignified gentleman that I had given him eredit of being, yea, if true, I am of the opinion that he is a veritable damphool The own- ing of human slaves on the part of his or any other person’s grandfather is nothing to boast of and had his grandfather re- ceived his just deserts he would have been hanged for his human brutality and if Hugh Caldwell has any of the blood of his grand- father then his political life should be erushed out by the silent vote of the grand- sons and daughters of the men, who shot the hell out of the red-handed, slave-holding murderers of the South I trust, however, that Major Caldwell made no such remark, but Percy F Norris says he was present at the meeting and héard the conflab. **_ * & If not actuated by the suggestion of Cayton’s Weekly then acting upon their own initiative a quartet of colored men, more or less conspicuous in the affairs of Seattle met a few nights ago and deter- mined on forming a strong committee to make sume effort to counteract what seems to be a growing anti-colored man sentiment in this city at present. As I understand it, this committee, if perfected, will ask conferences with the controling spirits of this city with a view of getting a man’s chance for the colored citizens within the corporate limits of the municipality. With- out discussing any points that may come before this committee, I have no hesitancy in declaring it to be a long step in the right direction * * & When D. White, a negro, was stricken with influenza he left his sole possessions in the care of a friend of but brief acquaintance. They consisted of his clothes, a bright hued silk shirt included, which were taken off his person when he was disrobed and put to bed in the special ward at the city hospital. That was two weeks ago. White has been convalescent for the last few days, but his erstwhile friend, whom: he knows only as Johnnie, has failed to put in an appeaerance with the clothing. Saturday White learned, he says, that Johnnie had pawned his clothes and spent the proceeds entertaining White’s lady friend. So White has asked that the police find Johnnie and then recover his clothing. “Man, just gimme a pair o’ pants an’ a razah and there’s goin’ to be a fun’l,’’ said White in telling his woes to the police. ‘‘An’ this yere Johnnie ain’t going to smell no flowers, neither.’’ The above news item is taken from the local columns of the Post-Intelligencer for the purpose of convincing you and each of you the low and despicable things great metro- politan papers will stoop to in order to hu- miliate the colored man in the eyes of the world. I took the trouble to inquire at the hospital about the above patient and the nurse said, ‘‘the man is fairly well educated and uses splendid English and not a word of the article appearing in the P.-L was said by that man.’’ The colored man is good and true to every institution of this country and yet the metropolitan press of the country never loses an opportunity to humiliate the colored man and do so as it does no other class in this country. What a perfectly beau- tiful reward for faithfulness. "oe # Arthur Brisbane, chief editorial writer of the Hearst papers, has become the world’s trouble you might have seen a fine sample of race prejudice and the usual results. On 48th street, just crossing 5th avenue, a placid individual was steering two horses and a wagon over mountains of snow. Westward came in calm desert majesty two camels, led toward the stage where they were to per- form in the evening. The camels did not notice the horses, but the horses did notice the camels. They reared up, pawing the air, swung themselves violently to the right onto piles of snow as-high as their backs. They fell down, rolled over, broke the harness, cut their knees, frightened the driver, broke the wagon. The camels walked calmly on. They had no race prejudice. The next time those two horses meet two other camels they will do the same thing over again, for horses do not learn after they are a year old. Many men are like horses, and in the long run their race prejudice has about the same effect. It hurts them, not those whom they imagine they are despising, while they are really making fools of themselves.’’ * +. * The above excerpt came under my observa- tion one day this week and I am reproducing it as an extenuating hope that the great metropolitan press of this country under the influence of such master minds as Bris- bane will yet be convinced of the error of its way and see its way clear to accord the black man the same rights as it does the white man. But, however much inclined great editorial writers seem to lean to fair play for the colored man, yet they exercise little or no influence with the news writers on the daily papers. And it is the old, old story, the colored man’s greatest enemy is the ‘‘po’’ whtie trash’’ of the land. The publishers of the Post-Intelligence> of this city and the editor-in-chief are both men of high ideals and favor equal rights and equal justice to all men, and yet the reporters on the paper take delight in humiliating the colored man whenever and wherever they can. Persons of the ‘‘po’ white trash’’ class however wealthy and influential they may subsequently become, never rise above their natal environments. However strange this may be, it is nevertheless true. Miss India Gordon, a Franklin High School pupil died of influenza last Satur- day and was buried last Tuesday She was the idol of a father, mother and brother, all of whom mourn without comfort, her untimely death Delegations from both the Broadway and the Franklin High Schools attended the funeral, eo # Mr. and Mrs. John T. Gayton are ser- iously considering the advisability of sell- ing their city property and permanently moving to their acreage across Lake Wash- ington * * Mr. T. P. Curry, formerly an expressman of Seattle, but now a resident of Kittitas county, did business in Seattle last Tues day, returning home the same evening. Congress spends most of its time nowa- days in the discussion of Bolshevism, al- though without noticeable effect on the Bol- shevist flood that is submerging eastern and southern Europe. Any topic whatsoever be- comes elevant and timely if it can be shown or asserted to have a bearing upon Bolshe- vism .If Bolshevism were only soluble in oratory it would have disappeared long ago. Take, for example, the question of illiter- acy. It was something of a shock to be told by Senator Phipps on January 19th that ““ the percentage of illiterates in the army during the war has been carefully figured out by the adjutant-general, whose records show that 24.9 per cent. were either totally or relatively illiterate, the test being whether the soldier could read a newspaper or write a simple letter. Statistics compiled by the Secretary of the Interioir prove conclusively that there are over 8,500,000 people in this country over ten years of age who can neither read, write, nor speak our language.’’ Senator Phipps had a friend who went abroad as captain of an infantry company and who informed him that three months be- fore sailing his troop included men who spoke fifteen different languages, and that he was compelled to employ eight interpreters. We may readily sympathize with a company com- mander whose orders in battle must be in- terpreted by eight linguists. Now this is a very interesting and a very important educational problem, and all the more so when we realize that there is a very considerable number of American-born citi- zens who can neither read nor write Eng- lish and some who can not even speak it. But Senator Phipps was not content to pre- sent it to the Senate as an educational prob- lem. Presumably he felt that it needed a little spice to make it palatable to the senatorial taste. And so we find him plung- ing headlong into the subject of Bolshevism. It is the ignorant and the foreign-born peo- ple,-the people who can not understand our language, he says, who fall prey to the Bolshevist. Educate them, and they will be Bolshevist no more. Wean them from anar- chism with the First Reader. Enfice them from radicalism with language lessons. And incidentally spend some $35,000,000 in the doing of it, create a new government de- partment, and add some thousands of teach- ers, inspectors, and examiners to a system already intricate and cumbrous. It was a project well caleulated to tempt the sena- torial mind by its vitas of law-miking and patronage. Bui there were some senators, although very few, who doubted alike the accuracy of the diagnosis and the efficacy of the remedy. Senator Harrison pointed out that illiteracy did not necessarily point in the direction of Bolshevism nor education in the direction of political sanity. He himself knew very many fine Americans whose reading and writing left much to be desired, while at the same time he was painfully aware that ‘‘some of the most dangerous scoundrels to American institutions in America today are highly educated.’? Andrew Jackson left school when he was thirteen years of age, Henry Clay when he was ‘‘quite young,’’ and Dan- iel Webster when he was still of tender age. It would be a beautiful sight, said Senator Harrison, to herd together all the Mississippi negroes who could not read or write and chase them into the schoolhouse, but he had his doubts as to the results. It would be a beautiful sight to see the eight millions of illiterates throughout the country rounded up, corralled, and stockaded. But would it really stop Bolshevism? Would those eight million people become better Americans be- cause the educational whip had been laid on their backs? Would they be more loyal Americans because henceforth they could read the Nation and theh New Republic? And what would you do in case these people refused to become Americanized by sheer strength, so to speak? No penalty had been mentioned in the bill. The penalty was to he left to the states, and ‘‘some state may provide a death penalty for the offense.’’ Senator Frelinghuysen of New Jersey was similarly minded to Senator Harrison. He read a letter from one of the great educa- J, W. EDMUNDS, OPH, D., Gisstise 22: _W. A |. U., tometrist and ye Specialist. Personal attention given in Bye ex- aminations for Glasses. Fifteen years in Seattle. Balcony. Fraser-Paterson Co sited ROBERT B. HESKETH Your upport Solicited For Re-Election as COUNCILMAN (Three Year Term) Service—Satisfaction igs Co-Operation . 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