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, 'Vash., under the Act of March 3rd, 1916. TELEPHONE: BEACON 3579 Office 317 22nd Ave. South POOR LAZARUS The California Eagle gives some statistics which should stir the red blood of the colored people to think seriously. We do not envy the progress made by the Japanese, but it is a painful thought to note the Negro of a big cosmopolitan city like Los Angeles is behind in everything except shoe shining parlors, having one more than the alien. Something must be wrong with the colored people! This report as given by the Eagle is a study for political economists. "But they are a cohesive people"—that is the secret of the Japanese success, while the Negro is an ADHESIVE people who believe in adhering to the teachings of the masters, due to the environments of the fathers, transmitted by tradition to the children; also due to the environments of the children to-day who see no future because the training, is wrong. Having to look for every semblance of help from the white man's effort and foresight; the Negro contents himself like poor Lazarus with whatever crumos of opportunity that may fall his way. There are many angles of discussion which might fill a book, but we dare not attempt enumerating the various reaesons which retard the race. "He also serves who only stand and wait" is the motto of the lackey, and he waits; for in doing so, he contents himself with the satisfied belief—"I will get mine." A race that is dependent upon charity and sympathy to assist it to live must finally die from malignant inertia. It cannot get farther than the master permits, for having no dynamic force it cannot evolve sufficient energy to generate action. Slavery was the curse which has handed down these fifty-five years, a crude group that has no cohesive racial motor power. The war aroused a few of us, but many young people are getting drowsy and are falling into that class which can never bring the respect of any people who admire the spirit of self help. If the white people can keep the black people leaning on them for succor for the next half century, there will be no cause for fear of Negro domination. The Japanese is a mutual producer and believes that "self-preservation is the first law of benevolence." The white man is a mutual producer and believes the same thing. Both have extreme cohesive power; that is why each respects the other in spite of the racial difference. When nature destroys the power of adhesiveness, then our chance may come. Nature cannot do all. The Negro must do some things. Tre greatest menace to racial disruption and confusion is the ever present so-called clever Negro who leans on the white people all the time, and is perfectly satisfied so long as he keeps the white man looking through dark glasses. He seemingly prospers, and may be called a dependable usable Negro. The white man believes in him because he trusts him to continue the confusion. Cohesion is not the element that is wanted in the Negro, for that force will change our standard of civilization. Cohesion produces race consciousness; adhe- SEATTLE, WASHINGTON, SATURDAY, APRIL 10, 1920. sion breeds nothing but moral and industriail degradation. If the race will rise, it must rise by its own efforts and the elements within the race. There is a difference between these qualities-cohesion and adhesion.—Portland Times. One of the most disastrous as well as fatal fires that has overtaken Seattle for a good many years occurred when the Lincoln Hotel was burned one day this week, four persons being killed and a score more or less injured, besides property valued at $300,000 being destroyed. If it be true that the city authorities had been warned of the fire trap conditions of the Lincoln; and, if it be true, that for the sake of excessive gain the owners or operators of the Lincoln had so altered the floor plans of the building as to make egress therefrom in case of fire impossible, then a whole string of criminal negligence has been practiced and the guilty parties thereof should be duly punished. This desire to make money at any cost even when human life is involved, should receive a severe set-back and it seems to us here is a splendid opportunity to begin operation. Let the law without fear or favor and regardless of big business interests turn on the light and carefully search every road and by-way leading up to this revolting holocaust. CALDWELL CALLS COPS Something rotten in Denmark now, and this has caused a police row. The searchlights from the city hall have hit the grafters like a squall, and they have scattered fore and aft lest each of them might get the gaft. The money taken by the cops was garnered by the dippy "hops". With fear and trembling in their hearts they parted from the golden tarts, and, Officer Graft enjoyed the dough, and kept the hops from criminal row. Among the cops the trouble spreads and they are trmebling for their heads, but Caldwell like a sphynx sits still and watches those that's in the mill. "You are alright, if you are alright, but, if all wrong with you all night," was all the sphynx would have to say, to those who called about "my hay". "I mean the chief to closely quizz, about the Chinese crooked "liz", and if the officers on that beat have gathered in the golden wheat, and closed their eyes and shut their mouths, when passing by a bunch of 'fraus', who get the money from the knights that labor for the legal lights, and, then conspired to dupe the chief then they will surely come to grief, but, if the chief has not made good, then he will surely lose his hood. This open town behind closed doors will have to work on other shores. That there is something in Denmark roten, will not by me be soon forgotten, and day by day I'll grind away to make Seattle safe for Jay, who comes to town in quest of biz, but soon is captured by Little Liz, who is protected by the cop, who gets his divy from the top." To that the preachers said Amen, and told the mayor to clean the pen, of all the crooked cops within even if the entire lot was dumped into the resting pot.. Vol. IV. No. 43 Lumber reports to the contrary, Michigan does not seem to be much of a state for Wood. Of course President Wilson is both good and great, and he is so because he kept us out of war. Had the Easter queens laid closer to snow shores and sail boats they would have made much more dazzling showing last Sunday. There is no doubt of it that "the American people enjoyy too much liberty" for the profiteers are just as numerous now as they were in war times. Seattle politicians may not dictate the politics of the state, but the politicians of the state flock to Seattle when they start to looking for votes. In the burning of the Lincoln Hotel of this city the memories of James A. Moore, he of Greater Seattle building fame, is most vividly recalled to mind. Now that Washington's minimum wage scale for women is $18 per week we would not be surprised to hear of a great many of the men of the state suddenly becoming women. There is consolation in knowing that despite the fact twenty per cent of the colored citizens of Seattle were arrested last year they for the most part were arrested for minor offenses and not for murder. The Republican caucusses are to be held this afternoon in the various precincts of the city and county of King to elect delegates to the county convention and if you are interested, be at your precinct caucus. May perhaps "the constitution of the United States is not divine", as thinks Prof. Smith of Washington University, and, may perhaps, Prof. Smith is not crazy, but the most of the citizens of the state think he is. EDITORIAL PARAGRAPHS In imposing forty year sentences on the convicted Centralia I. W. W.'s Judge Wilson seemed to have determined to make up for the shortcomings of the trial jury. Despite the fact that the office force of the building department of the city has been clamoring for a light well in order to facilitate their work, yet they have been given a Blackwell by the mayor with "and now will you be good." It semes to be a true case of spreading booze propaganda when professional booze fighters make an effort to convince the people that the killing of Old Booze is responsible for the epidemic of murder in and about Seattle. Rats! So long as the profiteers are able to sell ten cent salmon for twenty-five cents per pound they can well afford to allow two hundred tons to rot in the warehouses. This government is at the complete mercy of the profiteers and hell is going to pop unless a remedy is found. It's generous to a fault of the powers that be in supplying Europe with great cargoes of food stuffs—and it shows their great big heartedness,but there is almost as much suffering of hunger in the United States as in Europe, owing to the profiteers permitting the food stuffs to rot in the warehouses rather than sell them at a reasonable figure. --- ```markdown ``` EDITORIAL PARAGRAPHS Mount Zion Baptist church of Seattle is enjoying its first long haul. As safe as has the world been made for democracy, yet every Democrat that pokes his block up for political preferment promptly gets it where the chicken got the ax. In his efforts to solve the dope question in Seattle, John Comedy exhibited everything that the name would seem to indicate. Jack might know more if he would only keep his nose clean. If David Rodgers operates his shipyard with non-union men there will either be a lot of coming and going of working men from Seattle or a whole lot of union men now here waiting for jobs will let their union cards lapse. It was April 6th, 1917, when one W. W. said to Uncle Sam, "I'm thoroughly ashamed of myself for having 'kept you out of war', I'll now get you into war and I'll go way back and set down and let you fight till your belly bust." Feeling a patient's purse instead of his pulse by a local physician, it is claimed, had much to do with the calling of the undertaker a few days thereafter. Any person with an exhausted purse can not expect to have a perfect pulse much longer thereafter. The criminal action against E. B. Ault, editor of the Union Record, growing out of his editorial comment of the Centralia armistice day riots was non-suited by Judge Ronald after the state had rested its case. The case against Edwin Selvin, editor of the Business Chronicle, of a like nature, will in all probability be dismissed. CALIFORNIA'S POLITICAL POT The political labor-pot in California is boiling. As usual, there is evidence of too much "politics." P. H. McCarthy, general president of the State Building Trades Council, is out with a statement that the vast majority of labor is for Hiram Johnson for president. Wm. T. Bonsor, president of the Central Labor Council of San Francisco, is taking part in the organization of a Hoover club. It strikes us that the boys are a little too previous. They likewise show the sign of a fatality—common to labor in past elections—of dividing their forces. Labor in the state of Washington has been and is wiser. We are not for Johnson or Hoover or Wood or any one else until we find out if they are for labor. All political action of labor should be held in reserve, until a man is found whose platform coincides with the platform of labor. Union Record. In other words, a candidate for office, in the opinion of the Record, need only to favor organized labor to get the endorsement thereof, though such candidate in other respects be a compelte degenerate. SOUR GRAPES I'd like to be a profiteer, and coin all kinds of money, and make my wares so beastly dear that folks would think it funny. But when I try to raise the price, they cry, with fierce emotion, "You cannot sting us once or twice, if that's your blooming notion. We'll struggle on without the odes you hatch beneath your silly sonnet." And so, bedewed with honest sweat, I do my labors hateful; I have to take what I can get, and for the dole be grateful. And since I cannot play that game, my words are harsh and bitter; I roast the profiteering game, and every get-rich critter. I say that lynching is too good for men dispensing ices, who sell me clothes, or cords of wood, at profiteering prices. I see the brash young giddy jays paint things a carmine color, and I lament the by- gone days when life was somewhat duller. "What is the old world coming to?" I often murmum, sadly, "when all the young and gaudy crew are cutting up so madly? They ought to stay at home, gadzooks, and cut out all their folly, and study tracts and moral books, and sermons melancholy. They're going to the bow-wows fast, they'll soon be dodging sheriffs; ah, me! the good old saintly past, when all the boys were seraphs!" But I am old and foundered too, afflicted with bog spavin; and this explains my doleful view, the fantods I am havin' Oh, jings, if I were young again, how I'd tear things asunder, and all the wise, prophetic men, might watch, and go to thunder! I'd go to every village dance, with plate glass jewels laden, and never, never miss a chance to woo the winsome maiden. But I am old and full of prunes, and lame and broken-hearted, and so I sing my wistful tunes about the days departed; I sit beside my cottage door, and drol of things forgotten; all youthful follies I deplore, and say the times are rotten. I'm always saying politics is something vile and vicious, a thing of sin and noxious tricks, a graft that's bound to dish us. Our statesmen are a ten-cent bunch, forever hot air strewin', they're no account, and I've a hunch they'll bring us all to ruin. Three times I've run for county clerk, and all th ekicks I treated; the voters then got in their work, and I was plumb defeated. And so I'm down on statesmanship, and all that it embraces, at all the trifling crew I yip, when I behold their faces. Man roasts the things he canot have, he hates the snaps he loses; and finds in this a healing salve for all his sores and bruises.—Walt Mason. "Where are you going?" the dentist asked as a man started to leave the waiting room. "I've been waiting here forty-five minutes for you to pull a tooth for me." "Well, I'm ready for you now. Step in the operating room." "I'm not ready for you now, doc. When I first came in here I was chock-full of doughboy courage, but every second some of it oozed away, and now I guess I must feel about the same way a German in a dugout felt just after he had shouted 'Kamerad!' and wasn't certain whether the answer would be a hand grenade or an order to march to the rear." STATEMENT OF THE OWNERSHIP, MANAGEMENT, Circulation, Etc., Required by the Act of Congress of August 24, 1912, of Cayton's Weekly, published weekly at Seattle, Wash., for April 1, 1920. State of Washington. County of King—ss. State of Washington, County of King—ss. Before me, a notary public, in and for the State and county aforesaid, personally appeared Horace Roscoe Cayton, who, having been duly sworn, according to law, deposes and says that he is the editor of Cayton's Weekly, and that the following is, to the best of his knowledge and belief, a true statement of the ownership, management (and if a daily paper, the circulation), etc., of the aforesaid publication for the date shown in the above capton, required by the Act of August 24, 1912, embodied in section 443, Postal Laws and Regulations, printed on the reverse of this form, to-wit: 1. That the names and addresses of the publisher, editor, managing editor, and business managers are: Publisher, editor, managing editor, business manager, Horace Roscoe Cayton, Seattle, Wash. 2. That the owners are: Horace Roscoe Cayton, Seattle, Wash. 3. 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That the average number of copies of each issue of this publication sold or distributed, through the mails or otherwise, to paid subscribers during the six months preceding the date shown above is 500. HORACE ROSCOE CAYTON Sworn to and subscribed before me this 30th day of March, 1920. W. A. KEENE, Notary Public in and for the State of Washington, (My Commission expires April 21, 1923). STORYETTES S. F. Argonaut Presence of mind is a great thing. A boy came running to his father with the news that a man had fallen through the open coal hole. "Clap the cover on quick and call the policeman," said his father. "We must arrest him for trying to steal our coal or he will be suing us for damages." A school teacher who had been telling a class of small pupils the story of the discovery of America by Columbus ended it with: "And all this happened more than four hundred years ago." A little boy, his eyes wide open with wonder, said after a moment's thought, "Gee! What a memory you've got!" The Bishop of Birmingham, speaking on the subject of church-going, told of one clubman saying to another: "Hallo! There's Thompson and his wife on their way to church. I wonder what's up?" "It's either," said the second clubman, "that Thompson has had another attack of heart trouble, or else Mrs. Thompson has got a new dress." It was in a big cotton manufacturing town in Lancashire, where a revival service had been held. At the close the minister called upon all those who wished to go to Heaven to stand up. All rose to their feet with the exception of one young man. "Don't you want, to go to Heaven, my friend?" asked the preacher. "Oh, aye, I want to go, reet enough," the young fellow replied, "but not wi' this trip." A cabinet member was talking about a certain strike. "Sometimes the employers," he said, "and sometimes again the workmen, have a queer idea of humor in these strike troubles. They rather remind me of the chap who repented of his engagement. 'So,' said a friend, 'you can't see any way of getting out of the engagement honorably, eh?' 'No,' the chap groaned, 'not unless I can lick her six brothers, all bigger men than I am.' The crucial moment had arrived at last. The great scientist—making the final adjustment and reassured by a timely tick—held the instrument to his ears. "Is this you, Mars?" "Yes," came the faint answer, translated by code. "How many people have you got up there?" "Oh, we're limited to a couple of hundred millions. We automatically get rid of all bores, diplomats, and literary freaks as soon as they become known." "Anything to drink?" "My! yes. We keep it in public fountains, free for all." "Smoke?" "Most expensive cigar is 5 cents." "How are the girls?" "All homely ones immediately destroyed." "Any income taxes?" "No taxes at all. We—" The great scientist rang a bell. When his assistant came in he said quietly: "Harold, when I press this button I shall be no more. Please ship my astral body to Mars at once by Einstein's Dynamic Express. Coming, Mars!". A public gathering in a country town was interrupted by the entrance of one who made his way to the platform and whispered excitedly to the chairman: "Is Mr. Smith in the audience e?" broke forth the presiding ocer. "I am informed that his house is afire." Forty gentlemen sprang to their feet. "It is the house of Mr. John Smith," added the chairman. "Thank God!" fervently exclaimed one man, resuming his seat. With the noiseless tread typical to the feline Thomas Cat, as dawn was breaking, he crept slowly to the family water bucket and there surveyed his miserable reflection. "Great heavens!" he exclaimed. "One ear is gone." He looked again. "And one eye closed!" he gasped. Yet a third time he looked. "Thirteen gashes," he counted, "part of lower jaw missing and nothing left of whiskers but stumps." Then he sighed. "My word," he murmured, dreamily, "what a dickens of a glorious time I must have had." THE PASSING THRONG Two weeks ago I had much to say herein concerning the criminal record of the colored citizens of Seattle and I concluded the whole with, "something must be did." Whether or not anything has been or will be done to improve conditions deponent verily doth not know, but hopes what was said in that connection was like unto good seed that fell in fertile soil and in due time will take root and spring upwards. Today I am going to talk to you and each of you on the death rate among colored folks, which, after careful investigation, I find no less alarming than the Seattle criminal record. The U. S. census has recently issued a death rate bulletin which declares the mortality among the colored citizens of this country very much higher than among any other distinct class, but believing that report the work of prejudiced southerners I gave it little or no consideration. One day this week I called on the local superintendent of one of the largest insurance companies in the United States, which unlike most companies, does a great deal of work among colored folks, and was shown that company's mortality report, and it shows the death rate among the colored folks double, treble and quadruple that of the white folks. The heaviest death rate among the colored citizens is between twelve and nineteen years of age, this is especially true among the males, which is almost four times greater than among the whites of like ages. Among the females the death rate between twelve and nineteen is about three times as great as among the whites. However, after the colored citizens get beyond fifty the rate is almost the same as among the whites and beyond sixty-five it is even lower than among the whites. * * * A cause for all this is found in the wholesale dissipation of colored youths, who not only carouse until the wee hours of the morning, which carousing is in non ventilated social club rooms, where disease and vermin parade around like men of war. Even when not in such club rooms the average colored boy is not sufficiently clad to withstand the rigors of the night and tuberculosis takes him off before manhood is fairly reached. It's the exception and by no means the rule for colored boys between fifteen and twenty years of age to spend an evening at home or to return home, when he goes out, much before midnight, and this he does, not one or two nights in the week, but almost every night. Of course he makes a bluff at working the following day, but it's only a bluff and the signs of decay are seen in his face while yet a mere youth. Insurance companies are seriously discussing the advisability of writing no more policies on young men of the critical age. *** For nearly an hour I chatted with Miss Lucy Case, a Seattle woman, who has devoted the most of her life to uplift work, not in the slum district, but among men and women, who labor for their life, and while I have frequently differed from her on political issues and doubtless will do so just as frequently in the future as I have in the past, yet in my opinion, it was an honest difference and I gave Miss Case credit for being absolutely honest in her convictions. At her request I caleld on her and she endeavored to interest me in a political propaganda, which was recently put out by the Committee of 48, which is national in its scope and the planks of its platform are as follows: "Public ownership of transportation, including stock yards, large abattoirs, grain elevators, terminal warehouses, pipe lines and tanks. Public ownership of other public utilities and of the principal natural resources, such as coal, oil, natural gas, mineral deposits, large water powers and large commercial lumber tracts. "No land (including natural resources) and no patents be held out of use for speculation to aid monopoly. We favor taxes to force idle land into use. "Equal economic, political and legal rights for all, irrespective of sex or color. The immediate and absolute restoration of free speech, free pres, peaceable assembly, and all civil rights guaranteed by the Constitution. We demand the abolition of injunctions in labor cases. We indorse the effort of labor to share in the management of industry and labor's right to organize and bargain collectively through representatives of its own choosing." With rapt attention did I listen to what she had to say about the above platform and the aims and objects of those promoting it and then in answer to all she had said I asked, "and does all this mean a probable third presidential party?" to which she replied in the affirmative. In view of the fact that I am a colored man, however much I might or may be interested in this or similar political propaganda, I would come out flat footedly against it, and that too despite the fact that I might greatly sympathise with it. I remember how the Progressive party of the immortal Theodore Roosevelt fame made the election of a southern Democrat possible, and for the past eight years that president and his supporteds have spent the most of their time and talent making it hard for the colored man, and while the Democratic party seems to have almost hung itself, yet any third party movement will tend to resuscitate this two-thirds dying party, and of course weaken the Republican party. As little as does the Republican party do for the colored man, yet it's a milion times more in an uplift way than the Democratic party does and the colored man that will turn his hand for the continuance in power of that party of murderers and border outlaws would vote to enslave himself along with his wife and children. I know this is an unfortunate position for the colored man of this country, but it is so, and there seems to be no immediate remedy for it. So long as the South votes solidly for the Democratic nominee for president of the United States just so long must the colored man necessarily vote for the Republican nominee for president. This of course will be taken advantage of by goats in sheep's clothing, but, as said above, there is no other alternative for the colored man of this alleged "land of the free and home of the brave," but to be voted and I therefore am compelled to decline the invitation to become an active member of the Committee of 48, and refuse to discuss the issues of its paltform. * * * Twenty-four husky men of the regular April jury panel lined themselves up to be excused from jury duty last Monday morning and among that number was myself, but not a single woman called for jury duty asked to be excused. As I sat waiting my turn to pour my lamantations into the ears of the presiding judge a feeling of shame came over me for wanting to shirk my duty and had not my family been in actual need of my daily earnings and the suspension of Cayton's Weekly the result of my remaining on the jury, I would have reconsidered my plea for excuse, and done my duty. I am now in my sixty-second year and that was the second time in my life I had been called for jury duty and each time I wiggled out. Doubtless I will never again be called and I will go to St. Peter with at least one black mark against me. Unless the men show a greater disposition to serve on juries it will only be a question of time when the most of the jurors will be women. It is a fact that the women are showing a great deal of interest in voting and sooner or later the women will do the most of the voting of the country and we men will continue in our money-mad career, which often leads us to all manner of crime. * * * Confined in Walla Walla are fifty-five colored men and two colored women and in other penal institutions of the state there are perhaps ten more colored persons making a total of sixty-seven or in round numbers seventy. If we have a colored population in the state of 10,000 that would mean a criminal representation of seven per cent. It is barely possible that the colored popu- lation is nearer 12,000, which, if so, would reduce the criminal representation to five and one-half per cent, but whether it be one or the other, the showing in the state is a hundred times more encouraging than the showing along this line made by the city of Seattle. While Seattle has not got an excessive colored population, her environments are very different from the other parts of the state, which explains the percentage of arrests in Seattle. I am not parading all this talk about the colored criminals of the state because it is a pleasing subject to write about, but with the view of moving the colored mothers and fathers to come together for the purpose of uniting on some way of entertaining their boys about to bud into manhood and thereby detract their minds from the great white way that leads to the City of Ruin, from which few, if any, young men ever return. * * * Last Sunday was real Easter, not in weather conditions, but in spirit and activity at Mt. Zion Baptist Church. Although now holding services in a hall, standing room was in demand last Sunday morning. Some people who did not know we had moved went to the old camping ground, but soon learned what had happened and soon found their way to the proper place. Several were in from Kennedale, and Brother and Sister Morris were in from Franklin. Many visitors enjoyed the services. The hall had been decorated indicative of Easter for the Sunday school, and that department of the church showed its appreciation by overfilling the place. The exercises were charming and pointed to the resurrection of the Christ of God. The singing of Miss Bernice Anderson and Miss Alberta Wilson thrilled the Sunday school. The Sunday school choir, composed of the younger set, charmed everyone with their singing. At the close of the Sunday school the congregation went to the Tabernacle Baptist church where the pastor baptized Mr. Adams and Mr. Lenare. The night service was a big feature. Mrs. Jackson had her large and well-trained choir in the best of trim, and aided by Mr. Lorenzo Cole and Mrs. Rodgers, all previous records were made to look small. It was, in reality, a feast of good things. Our pastor, Rev. W. D. Carter, preached from the text: "If Christ be not risen, then is our preaching vain, and your faith is vain, and ye are yet in your sins." Subject:Three Elements in the Resurrection of Christ. First—The Resurrection of Christ is the basis of the gospel. Second—The Resurrection of Christ is the foundation for our faith in Him. Third—The Resurrection of Christ is essential to the forgiveness of sins. A feature of the morning service was the large number who took the Lord's Supper. The pastor extended the right hand of fellowship to four. Rev. and Mrs. J. E. Pins united with the church. Mr. Valley and his young bride were at the service. * * * The club house at the Mt. Zion lot is not ready for occupancy but its coming. DOUGLAS ANNEX 2107 E. James St. Two rooms with bath, $30. Two sleeping rooms, reasonable. All well furnished. DOUGLAS ANNEX 2107 E. James St. GREAT NORTHERN POOL AND BILLIARD HALL Cigars, Tobacco and Soft Drinks. --- ```markdown ``` PURELY PERSONAL Mr. James Shepperson of Roslyn spent a few days in the city attending to Masonic duties. Messrs. Al Slater and Horace Smith have opened an automobile cleaning and polishing business and are doing well. Mrs. Ed. Claxton of Yakima was called to the city last Wednesday to be with her brother, Mr. J. M. Evans, who is seriously ill. Mr. Dewey Washington continues to win musical laurels as a bass soloist. His renditions at the Grace Presbyterian church last Sunday evening were very fine. The continued illness of Mr. James M. Evans is regretted by a host of friends and acquaintances. He has been in the employ of the city for a number of years and is well and favorably known. Mrs. H. Alfred Lewis and son have gone East to be absent for an indefinite period on account of her health. In the meantime, however, Mr. Lewis will hum "Absence makes the heart grow fonder." Mrs. Belle Tyler is to be congratulated on the very high class musicale she conducted at the Greece Presbyterian Church last Sunday evening. She proved to be not only an efficient directress, but a musical artist. Mrs. Beatrice Clark Allen has just returned from a trip to Portland, Oregon, whither she went as a demonstrator for an electric appliance concern. Mrs. Allen is a very capable young woman and handles herself in the business world like an adept. Mr. McLaren, who has been employed in the Seattle shipyards for the past two years, left for New York City last Tuesday evening, where, so far as he now knows, he will make his home. During his stay in the city he was an active worker in the Grace Presbyterian Church. Rev. D. A. Graham, pastor of the First A. M. E. Church of this city, reports a most excellent series of Easter services at his church and during the day $135 was raised for educational and missionary purposes. He is making preparations to leave for the General Conference of his church which will convene in St. Louis in May. The National Association for the Advancement of Colored People (Seattle Branch will hold its regular monthly meeting next Monday evening at the First A. M. E. Church. As matters of much local importance will come up for consideration, you and each of you, whether a member or not, are invited to be present. O. H. Winston. President. Mrs. S. Hall. Secretary. STOLEN FROM THIEVES "These are gloomy times." "No wonder, with everybody out of spirits."—Baltimore American. Teacher—Now, Robert, what plants flourish in excessive heat? Bobby—Ice plants.—Boston Transcript. The way to convert yourself to an idea is to talk some one else into believing it.—New York Evening Sun. A reader asks us: "Why slaughter the elephants in Africa when there is so much ivory in the Senate?"—Marion (Ohio) Leader. "Just look at that rooster," remarked the duck; "since he's begun crowing he's had his statute placed on the top of the barn."—Farm and Home. "Every peddler and book agent gets into that movie star's house without trouble. How do they do it?" "By posting as reporters."—Film Fun. "Special pains given to beginners" is a statement in an ad of a music teacher. Few advertisers are that frank.—Greenville (South Carolina) Piedmont. "It is said that paper can be used effectively in keeping a person warm." "That's true. I remember a thirty-day note of mine once kept me in a sweat for a month."—Boston Transcript. Old Salt—Yes sir, I fell over the side of the ship, and a shark came along and grabbed me by the leg. Visitor—Good gracious! And what did you do? Old Salt—Let 'im 'ave the leg, o' course. I never argue with sharks.—Boston Globe. "You can't get an intoxicating drink except with a doctor's prescription," remarked Mrs. Corntossel. "Yes," replied her husband. "I was Jes' thinkin' of writin' to our boy Josh tellin' him to drop law an' study medicine."—Washington Star. Mrs. Maloney—Appearances are deceitful. Mrs. Casey—They sure are. Whin Oi see the ould man surrounded by a squad of cops nowadays Oi don't know whithir he's got pinched or is going to wurrk in some non-union plant.—Tit-Bits. Little Charles had just been chastised by his father. "Mamma," he asked, "was Adam the first man?" "Yes, dear." "Didn't he have any papa?" "Of course not," said Charles' mother. "Gee!" said the little fellow. "but he was lucky."—Cincinnati Times-Star. "Lillian," said mother severely. "there were two pieces of cake in the pantry this morning, and now there is only one. How does this happen?" "I don't know," said Lillian regretfully. "It must have been so dark that I didn't see the other piece."—Detriot Free Press. "Tommy," said the editor to the office boy, "take this manuscript out to the waiting woman and tell her we are very sorry but we can't use it." "Yes, sir." "And, Tommy." "Yes, sir." "Try to look sad as you go out. That's part of your job around here."—Birmingham Age-Herald. "Ikey," said the teacher, "can you give me a definition for 'a bargain'?" "Sure I can," smiled Ikey. "A bargain's when you get the best of them."—New York Evening Post. Eager Author—I've got a great scenario here. Deep-sea play, with starfish, octopusses, and other denizens of the deep as our animal actors. Scenario Editor—Nope, wouldn't do: not enough novelty. Most of the audiences are made up of hard-shells, suckers, shrimps, lobsters, crabs, an' clams—an' they'd be bored to death.—Film Fun. WEBSTER REVISED Alcohol—a liquid, good for preserving almost anything but secrets. Automobile—from English "ought to," and Latin "moveo," to move. A vehicle which ought to move, but frequently can't. Benedict—a married male—Benedictine, a married female and Benediction, their children. Bigamy—sore of insanity in which a man insists upon paying three board bills, instead of two. Birthday—anniversary of one's birth, observed only by men and children. Champagne—the stuff that makes the world go around. Chauffeur—a man who is smart enough to operate an automobile, but clever enough not to own one. College—from French "coller"—pasted or stuck, and "etude" study: a place where everyone is stuck on study. Cook—a charitable institution providing food and shelter for policemen. Dead—without life. (See Boston.) Explosion—a good chance to begin at the bottom and work up. Feint—a pugilist's bluff. Faint—a woman's bluff. Hug—a round about way of expressing affection. Infant—a disturber of peace. Infantry—a defender of peace. Key Hole—frequent test for sobriety. Lie—a very poor substitute for the truth, but the only one discovered to date. Love—a man's insane desire to become a woman's meal ticket. Meal—according to the liquor law before prohibition, a minute bunch of crumbs, sur- rounded by booze. Mind—no matter. Matter—never mind. Miracle—a woman who won't talk. Pullman Porter—legalized train robber. Sailor—a man who makes his living on water, but never touches it on shore. Sandwich—an unsuccessful attempt to make both ends meat. Whiskey—trouble put up in liquid form. —Mass. Tech. Voo Doo. Florence Cole-Talbert, soprano, has appeared in a song recital at Ebenezer Baptist Church, Boston. She was assisted by Miss Eva Dykes, pianist. Mrs. Talbert's pleasing voice and admirable artistry gave great pleasure in a finely arranged program, and a return engagement is demanded. The December number of the Musical Observer contains a continued article on "Negro Folk Music," by Clarence Cameron White. The New Music Review, for December, speaks in commendatory manner of the ability of Maud Cuney Hare as an arranger of Creole folksongs. MRS. L. T. GREEN 1101 Washington St., Seattle, Wash. 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