Cayton's Weekly

Cayton's Weekly --- PRICE FIVE CENTS 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. NOT AS BAD AS PICTURED Under the nom de plume of Critical Observer, a young white woman contributes the following article to the Daily Baltimore American: American white women for decades have been blindfolded and duped as to the colored man. The colored man has been held up before our eyes as a lustful and vicious creature. As a consequence, great masses of us, through lack of individual experience, and because of ignorance of literature and statistics, bearing on the truth of the case, have come to believe the unwarranted and unfounded charge against the colored man as a class. But the undeniable rock-bottom truth is that colored men are no more prone to commit heinous crimes against women than are other men. If there be any doubt of the truth of this statement let them make a comparative study of the statistics bearing on lecherous crimes against women and their doubts will vanish. The result of the comparison will be in favor of the colored man. If I were to publish the figures I have on my desk I would startle my readers. Colored men in other countries such as Canada, Central America, South America, West Indies and Africa are not pictured as the arch assailants of women. In fact, it is said that the attitude of the native African toward women is superior in point of decency to that of men in most highly cultured countries. When I am told that the colored man is so lustfully inclined, I ask why it is that there are 4,000,000 mulattoes in the United States and that this number yearly increases? White men tremble before this question. They know they are responsible. Yet many of them are always telling us women about "Negro rapists." In the South, my native home, where there is the loudest cry about "race separation" and "white purity," the greatest mingling of white men and colored women takes place. The South is the garden spot of mulattoes. Of course I am intelligent enough to know the reason for this denunciation of the colored man. One of the objects is to keep the gap as wide as possible between the white women and the colored man. But why is there little or no effort to widen the gap between the white man and the colored woman? Why are our men not punished for intimate relations with colored women? No! This would interfere with the white man's social freedom. Yet they arrogate unto themselves the right of supreme dictator as to the race or color of men with whom we must or must not mingle, while they will brook no interference as to the race or color of women with whom they mingle and become intimate." This thing of preserving the purity of the white race by lynching colored men who cohabit, and even outrage, if you please, with white women and yet those self same white men return from the scenes of their bloody works to the beds of their colored concubines from which unholy allionces millions of half caste children have been brought into existence, many of whom have invaded the ranks of the white people, seems a most peculiar way of protecting the purity of the white race. The fact of the matter is the white race is as badly mongrel as the black race and is daily growing worse. IT'S GREAT TO BE A PROBLEM J. W. Work. It's great to be a problem, a problem just like me; to have the world inquiring and asking what you be. You must be this, you can't be that, examined through and through; so different from all other men, the world is studying you. My grandfather cursed my father, for Noah cursed Ham, you know; therefore, my father's children, the rocky road must go. We can't turn here, we can't turn there, because the world's in doubt, what we would do, where we would go, what we would be about. I'm sullen if I speak not, I'm insolent if I speak; must curb my aspirations, I must be lowly, meek. I can't eat here, I can't sleep there, must "Jim-Crow" on full fare; the world can't know what I would do, if I were treated square. It's great to be a problem, a problem just like me; to have the world inquiring and asking what you be. EDITORIAL PARAGRAPHS California is short on oil, which must be responsible for the editor hreeof being short on cash—the high price of oil. Doubtless Mayor Caldwell wants what he has up his sleeve about the street car deal for campaign purposes. It's good stuff. Now that Armenia and Turkey have signed an armistice the number of dead Armenians from now on will be almost countless. If the "radicals" of this city decide on another pitched battle at the polls, the question is, who will they sacrifice at the port commission election? Fighting over the dead and putrid carcass of Bourbon Democracy will be a piece of poor politics on the part of the leaders and alleged leaders of that lost cause. How fortunate for the Rev. D. A. Graham that his was a silver instead of a golden wedding since the former is in circulation while the latter has been retired. Government cost plus contracts during the war made quite a few millionaires and hordes of paupers, but that has ever been the record of the Democratic party in this country. In our opinion a strain of Negro blood will no longer make of him or her possessing such a full-fledged Negro. There may be nothing new under the sun, but there are always changes. In the defeat of James Hamilton Lewis for governor of Illinois and the election fo Len Small the colored citizens have registered a most signal victory. Lewis made his campaign on "this is a white man's country." The Rev. Carter of Seattle confesses to having a club for boys in connection with his church, which reminds us that a well proportioned club judiciously handled would make men, to say nothing of boys, seek the saving grace of the Mt. Zion Baptist church. Two great services at the Mt. Zion Baptist church last Sunday. Seven persons were added to the church, two for baptism. There will be baptizing Sunday at the morning service. Come and enjoy the first Thanksgiving service in the new church, at eleven o'clock. The pastor will speak Vol. 5, No. 21 HARDING AND HIS COLOR In the closing hours of the late presidential campaign Chairman Hays saw fit to issue a public statement denying the rumor that Senator Harding was a mulatto and discussing the situation James F. Morton (white) in the New York Globe wrote as follows: The worst feature of the whole affair is the tacit assumption by both sides that an American is to be judged by his ancestors instead of by his own merits, and that an imputation of Negro blood is something "vile." It is probable that the story affected no votes either one way or the other. Had it been true, it ought to have affected none. Harding's record stands for all the world to see; and on it alone he should have been judged. No person understanding the elementary principles of democracy would so much as care who his grandfather or grandmother may have been. Negro blood would be no ground for repudiation, if his record were that of a statesman of the qualities needed by the republic; nor would the proudest blue blood of our Caucasian race be reason for favoring his aspirations, if he were deemed personally unworthy of the office to which he aspired. Since most of the Republican editors lacked the courage and discretion manifested by the candidate in maintaining a dignified silence in the matter, it is to be regretted that they could not have backed up their demal of the story by pitching their editorials on the high note struck by Mr. Morton. As a matter of fact, the great masses of the American people are not such fools and cowards on the color question as these editors would make them out to be. Since the coming of a shipload of Africans to Jamestown, Virginia, over three hundred years ago, their blood has entered into the veins of the nation. A notorious South Carolina statesman said many years ago, when a measure was before the legislature to define the degree of African blood that should be classed legally as Negro that the line must not be drawn too fine, as it would affect some of the best families in the State. We believe that this white Southerner knew whereof he spoke, as did the other legislators who adopted his suggestion. "Its of no interest to me whether Senator Harding has or has not colored blood in his veins," said a prominent Seattle business man to the editor of Cayton's Weekly. "I heard the story soon after the Senator had been nominated for the presidency but brushed away as chaff. This country is in need of men irrespective of the complexion of their skin and if a coal black citizen, to say nothing of a mulatto, can save us from a chaotic state such as we seem drifting to then I will be for him. The Citizens' and Southern Banking Company has been opened in Philadelphia by Negroes; it is headed by Mr. R. R. Wright, Sr., of Savannah, Ga. The first day's deposits were $17,100 and at the end of the first week over $30,000 had been deposited. A building costing $22,000 has been purchased at 19th and South Streets. The bank is open every night for the accommodation of working people; it receives deposits from various parts of the country and conducts a department of free financial advice. ```markdown ``` THE PASSING THRONG Next Thursday is the day, when Turkey is to pay, for having lived so long and never sung a song. He'll have to sacrifice his life to satisfy his wife, and then she'll summon Mr. Reece to take his body into Greece, where on a vacant lot there stands a boiling pot and in it he must roll because he has no soul, and stay until he's done, and then begins the fun. The family will be called, into the dining hall, and after gathering 'round his bier they all will drop a tear, and then that gobbling, gobbling turk will for them furnish pleasing work. Your Uncle Sam the Turk doth love, because he is no turtle dove, and once a year he gets his goat and robs him of his feathery coat and chews his body, head and neck until he is a total wreck. He loves to feast on Turkey's gore and talk about the days of yore, when the founders of this land, caught turkeys in a band, which roamed the wilds at will, just following up their turkey bills. But the turk of which I write, and on Thanksgiving take a bite, is not the European Turk that makes Armenia feel his durk, but it is the national bird that roams the hill in turkey herds and each year dies for us to thank the Master for our well filled bank. When "I" read of my death in a weekly paper last Saturday I smiled and I was reminded of a story that I once heard: About a small village, where booze fighting was of rare occurrence, lived a seedy individual who spent the most of his time as well as his money in an indulgent drink dispensary, but once he became fully "tanked up" with unsteady though determined step he slowly but surely wended his way through the winding paths of the neighboring forests, and after reaching the deep hovering foliage of the clustering brush with their labyrinths of clinging vines he would prostrate himself upon the inviting terra firma and then quietly sink into a long slumbering dream. On one occasion after he had gone through with the above routine a number of the boy fun-makers of the community planned to have a bit of fun at his expense, and so while he slept they built a great bon fire around him and patiently awaited his awakening. Their vigil sooner or later was crowned with success and when activity against took form in the body of the toper he cast about him and observed the great encircling fire, but instead of trying to flee for his life, he sat up for a moment and then was heard to say, "Dead and in hell just as I expected," and then lay himself down again perfectly resigned to his fate. For the benefit of Dr. Maxwell, Mr. Mitchell and the Weakly editor I realized that I am journalistically speaking, about in the same condition as was the old toper. Only I do not expect to resign myself to the fate. Like an aged colored man down in Arkansas, who had never visited a town that had to exceed three stores, and who stood one day watching the sights at a one store country town, among the many other curious things observed a traveling salesman trying to purchase some cheese and crackers for a makeshift dinner, but was unable to do so because the merchant could not change a twenty dollar bill, which was offered in payment of the viands. Perplexed over the awkward situation the traveling salesman approached the colored brother with "Uncle, can you change a twenty for me?" The ebony hued diplomat blushingly looked at his interrogator for a moment and then a broad, bland and childlike smile spread over his countenance and he replied, "Deed I can't, boss, but I thank you for the honor just the same." Even though not worthy of meritorious mention I am heartily thankful for any mention at all from such eminent gentlemen as mentioned above and so with apologies to my Arkansas friend, I thank them for the honor just the same. When I was a boy I read in my McGuffey's third reader the story of two young cocks from the same litter of chickens, who were no sooner out of their shells when they developed a deep seated hatred for each other and spent the most of their time trying to exterminate each other. Every day of their lives they fought and as they grew older they fought until their heads were covered with blood. On and on went the war and the advice of the mother hen was of no avail. The old farmer named them Jarco and Yarco owing to their continuous fighting and often wondered which of the birds would finally conquer. One day after a long and bloody battle Yarco triumphed and drove Jarco from the barn yard and spent the balance of the day strutting and crowing about the barn yard. Jarco slunk behind the hedges feeling more or less disgusted and all of a sudden a happy thought came to him and he sought the aid of a fox hard by. "Say, Reno, would you like a fat cock for supper tonight?" addressed Jarco. Of course Reno was always looking for such tempting morsels, and he readily acquiesced. "Then," continued Jarco, "meet me tonight at the barn yard and I will pilot you to Yarco." Both kept the agreement and soon Reno seized poor Yarco and as he was devouring him Jarco crowed for joy and strutted about the yard. But Yarco did not satisfy Reno and he exclaimed, Yarco was good, but I want some more and before Jarco could get out of the way Reno had him and so ended the life of the two belligerents. Rejoicing at the downfall of others does not pay in the long run. The world is big enough for everybody that is in it and that too without ever getting in each others way. There is so much bad in the best of us and so much good in the worst of us that it hardly behooves any of us to talk about the rest of us. THE GREAT REFERENDUM The magnitude of the Nation's verdict against Wilsonism is so tremendous as to be almost beyond ordinary comprehension; like the statistics of the great war, or the measurements of interstellar spaces. It will be an aid to appreciation of it, however, to compare or to contrast it with former electoral results, some of which were regarded as overwhelming. In the twenty-four Presidential elections preceding this one in which the popular vote could be counted, twelve Presidents were chosen by minorities of that vote, and twelve by majorities. Three of the former did not even have pluralities, namely, John Quincy Adams, Rutherford B. Hayes, and Benjamin Harrison. Jackson had majorities of 139,212 in 1828 and 157,313 in 1842. Van Buren had only 27,027. Harrison, in the famous Log Cabin and Hard Cider campaign, secured a majority of 145,914. Polk, the first "dark horse," won by a plurality of 48,181, but was in a decided minority of the whole vote. T aylor, with a plurality of 149,556, was also a minority President. Pierce had a plurality of 214,694, by far the largest thus far, and also a clear majority; due to the decadence of the Whig party. Buchanan had a plurality of 496,905 over Fremont, but was in a decided minority of the whole. The first Republican President, Lincoln, had a plurality of 489,495, but was a minority President. In his second election, however, he had a majority of 494,567; by far the most overwhelming victory thus far on record. Grant had only 405,456 plurality in 1868, but a majority of all, and in 1872 his plurality over Greeley was 762,991. There followed five minority Presidents. Hayes did not have even a plurality, falling 150,945 short of it. Garfield's plurality was only 9,464: Cleveland's 23,005. Harrison fell 95,713 short of getting even a plurality. Cleveland for his second term had 363,612 plurality—a landslide, it was considered—but was still in the minority. McKinley in 1896 had 567,692 plurality, and in 1900, 860,788; and both times clear majorities. Roosevelt in 1904 eclipsed all records with a plurality of 2,544,343, and of course an immense majority; and Taft in 1908 did nearly as well with a plurality of 1,269,806. Wilson was both times a minority President, in 1912 being in a small minority, though he had a plurality, due to the Re- publican split, of 2,123,188. In 1916 his plurality was 81,941. By the side of these Mr. Harding's plurality, which appears to approximate 7,000,000, stands in a class of its own. Allowing for the virtual doubling of the electorate by the enfranchisement of women, it still far exceeds even Colonel Roosevelt's figures in 1904. It amounts to nearly seven per cent of the entire population, and to 20 or 22 per cent of the entire electorate. In many important states his plurality equals ten per cent of the entire population. Moreover, it was won in a straight, uncomplicated fight. There were no states out of the Union or under military rule, as in 1864, 1868, and 1872. There was no such adoption of an outside candidate as in 1872. There was no such excitement over a strenuous personality as in 1904. There was no schism of the opposing party as in 1912; no such campaign of camouflage as in 1916. There was just the direct issue: For or against Wilsonism. On that the Nation delivered the greatest referendum ever known in the history of the world. The electoral vote, while completely overwhelming, is for obvious reasons less impressive, and is no more decisive than on some other occasions. Mr. Wilson in 1912 had 435 votes to 96 for the other two candidates. Roosevelt in 1904 had 336 to 140. Grant in 1872 had 206 against 63, and in 1868 he had 214 against 71. Lincoln in 1864 had the greatest preponderance on record, 212 to 21, or fully ten to one. Pierce had 254 to 42. Harrison beat Van Buren by 234 to 60. Jackson in 1832 had 219 to 67. Some of the earlier divisions were even more striking, but the method of election was then so different from the present that comparison would be irrelevant. After all it was a referendum, a plebiscite, a popular vote, that the President wanted, and it was that which he had cast against him with a numerical emphasis never before known in American political history.—Harvey's Weekly. MORNING LIGHT IS BREAKING Much has been said and written about Mississippi and its treatment of the colored citizens and however bad it was almost mildly put, but the great exodus of colored citizens from that state has brought the white citizens to their senses and they are beginning to see the light through a different prism as may be seen from the following letter by George H. Mays, Jr., to the New York Age: It is indeed pleasing to those who study conditions, especially as they relate to the well being of the Negro to ntoe the great and rapid strides being made by them in the progressive town of Clarksdale. No one can visit this growing, and very prosperous, city without due notice and comment on this gratifying phase of its busy life. Reaching back into the early history, and step by step, tracing the contributions, the city, through its deep constructive fairness and frankness, has contributed in many cases men and measures, whose vision and effect meant so very much to the growth and prosperity of the present day Negro. In conversation with many of the older heads, Negroes who have done their mite, they point with deep pride and appreciation to the great Clark family, who founded the town, and whose spirit of fari play to the Negro still lives in the acts of those who have the destiny of this great and unique place in their hands. To illustrate this fine feeling of cordial good will for the Negro, one only needs go up Yazoo avenue and note the many fine stores conducted by polite, efficient and hard working Negroes, who see to it that nothing but good order, and high class service are maintained. These stores are not of the one horse variety. It would be hard to find in any city of equal size a drug store equal to that of J. L. Saunders, or a barber shop like that of Taylors and Hogan, or a store building as fine as G. T. Thomas block. On Fourth street the writer observed two fine brick churches, a fine undertaking establishment and many other smaller concerns --- doing a good business. Over in another section of town is a wagon concern owned and controlled by a competent Negro. This establishment is said to be the largest of its kind in the South and doing the largest business. The general home life of the Negroes in Clarksdale will rank with any town, for many own handsome and well furnished homes. In this instance the white people have encouraged the Negro wonderfully. The grocery concerns of Cole and Goosby stand as a perfect example of the Negro to do a clean cut retail business with fairness to all. At a recent Business League meeting one of these merchants testified that he was able, by paying his bills promptly and taking advantage of the cash discounts, to sell on the same basis as the white merchant and was in a position at all times to court the most critical examination of his books. He further testified that in business there was no color line, for white wholesalers extended them the same consideration as any other race. In the last week or so the local League, a combination of Negro business men, met and reorganized their league along higher and more constructive business lines, electing as its head one of the most careful and successful Negro business men to be found in the entire delta. The other officers are men whose standing in the community is beyond question. Summing up the entire situation one is led to the positive conclusion that no race could make this progress unless back of it was the unbounding faith and encouragement of the high class, big hearted white men of the South. Especially is this true here in Clarksdale. They hear the Negroes' just complaints and in many cases have brought about a remedy. They seek the Negroes' counsel on matters affecting the education of his children and on all matters relating to the proper conduct of community affairs. They are giving more time and money to proper schools and courses for the Negro child. Recently the Chamber of Commerce created a welfare department and appointed a welfare committee, composed of the strongest white men in the country, to see to it that the Negro gets a fair and just settlement in his crop adjustments this fall. They go further than that. They have set out to improve in a general way his living conditions on the larger plantations. Many of the large planters are planning to spend large sums in this direction and to create a more wholesome pleasure for his participation. The Negro leaders' conception and vision of the changed conditions and the responsibility attached thereto is apparent to those who carefully study the results as brought about under these changed conditions, and is most pleasing to those who have his interest at heart. One of them in talking to the writer said that we are aware that we are confronted with grave problems, which need careful thought and just consideration for the rights of both the Negro and the white man, and we will go as far as the white man in seeking a just solution to all of them. No where else has the writer found Negro leaders with such a spirit of fairness and willingness to co-operate in this crucial hour as is true of the Negro leader in this city, realizing as he does, that any other course will in the end lead to a state of Bolshevism and anarchy. With regard to the proper treatment of the Negro, Clarksdale and the entire county of Coahoma is pointing the way to other sections. Recently a large constructive meeting was held at the courthouse. The attendance on part of both Negroes and whites was the largest in the history of this city. Dr. R. R. Moton, principal of Tuskegee Institute, and George R. James of the Chamber of Commerce of Memphis, were the principal speakers. At this meeting a free and frank discussion of the problems confronting both races were frankly discussed and a new hope, a new era was the outcome. All in all, no other town, in the writer's opinion, offers to the level-headed, self-respecting and honest Negro a greater opportunity for real and lasting advancement along all lines as is true of this city. May God speed the day when other towns will follow Clarksdale's lead and awaken to the facts that it is far better to invest in a contented Negro labor and citizenry than experiment with those whose language is not understood by all and whose money finds its way back to other shores, whose loyalty will not, in crucial times, stand the great American test, nor make for a solid one hundred percent Americanism. The thoughtful home loving Negro seeks nothing in the matter of social equality, and the leading whites of this city understand that. Hence they give to him that which all Negroes should strive for, a chance to live and receive the protection of the law in all matters when he is in the right, and a fair trial in the courts of the land. STOLEN FROM THIEVES Mary had been brought up, so to speak, in the front seat of her father's motor-car. At ten she took her first train journey. When they made the first stop she looked surprised. Leaning out of the window, she inquired anxiously of the conductor, who had just swung himself off the platform: "What's the matter? Killed your engine?" *** Courtlandt Bleecker, at a dinner in Bar Harbor, deplored the tendency toward immodesty that still persists in women's fashions. "However," he said, and as he spoke he raised on high his sparkling glass of FIRST CLASS COAL and FIRST CLASS SERVICE Pacific Coast Coal Company Main 5080 MAINEVENT POOL HALL 1212 JACKSON STREET Beacon 2950 BURR WILLIAMS OSCAR COLLINS EN Brooks & Co. HATTERS AND MENS FURNISHERS 331 SECOND AVE SEAVILLE, 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 ginger ale, "however, we can always hope for the best, and so, ladies and gentlemen, I offer the toatst: 'Here's to the low neck and the short skirts—may they never meet.' * * * "I wish," the customer explained, "an alarm clock;one that will waken the servant, but not all the rest of the household." "I am sorry, madam," the jeweler responded regretfully, "but there isn't any such thing. However, I have in all the leading makes the regular kind—those which will waken all the rest of the house without disturbing the slumbers of the servant." * * * Mrs. Nan Brown, the noted settlement worker, during an earnest plea for funds at the Cooper Institute said: "The great problem now is to educate our immigrant children. Not only do they not understand our language and our ways, but the war has practically taken from them all sense of right and wrong. A typical case in point is that of the little boy who was recently sent to the reform school. A neighbor was trying to console the lad's mother. 'Yes,' said the latter, 'it is a shame. He was such a good boy, too. Everything he stole he used to bring right home to me.'" A young couple rushed into the marriage license bureau recently and announced to the clerk that they wished to be married at once. Dan Cupid's executive officer surveyed the couple from under grizzled brows and said severely: "I'm afraid this is a runaway match." "Well, your honor," returned the prospective groom, "I can't exactly say we ran, but we walked pretty fast." * * * Pat Moran, manager of the Cincinnati Reds, gambled during the spring training season on a lanky youth from the bushes who thought he could pitch. While he was in the box the team batted twice around, and then Moran pulled him out. "I was away off today," apologized the aspirant. "You bet you were," said Moran. "But you weren't anywhere near as far off as you will be tomorrow at this time. You're released." *** She was a stranger to London and was traveling from Brixton to the Elephant and Castle. She had worried the passengers on either side of her as to whether she was nearing her destination. Finally, getting really anxious, she reached over and deliberately poked the conductor with her umbrella. "Tell me, my man," she said. "Tell me, is this the Elephant and Castle?" "No, ma'am, it isn't," sharply replied the man. "It's the conductor." * * * A number of New York sportsmen, putting up at Bill Barker's Maine camp, found their sport much interfered with by rain. Still—fine or wet—the old-fashioned barometer that hung in Bill's general room persistently refused to "set fair." At last one of the party drew Bill's attention to this curious glass. "Don't you think," he said, "that there's something the matter with your glass?" "No, sir," answered Bill indignantly. "She's a good glass an' a powerful one; but," he added reflectively, "she aint moved by trifles." * * * George C. Clancy, professor of rhetoric at Beloit College, has the reputation of indulging in rather sharp repartee in his classroom. One of his pupils, a star at football, but not at rhetoric, had spent most of the hour in looking at his watch, yawning and sighing. At the close of the lecture Professor Clancy spoke. "Mr. Smith, why have you looked at your watch every few minutes during the last hour?" Smith got out that he had kept looking at his watch to assure himself that it was still running. "I suppose," retorted the professor, "that you have been sighing every few minutes to assure yourself that you are still breathing." The Laun 303 T Twenty-five two steam heated and n No. 11 or Yesler Apartment The Lau The Laurel Apartments 303 Twenty-Second South Apartments ready to occupy 303 Twenty-Second South CONCERNING COLORED CITIZENS In Ashdown, Arkansas, lives Mrs. Virginia Neal who is the mother of twenty-nine children. She has given birth to one set of quadruplets and one set of triplets. She is fifty years of age and was divorced from her husband last year. In Cleveland, Ohio, there is a Dunbar Memorial Association whose object is to preserve the memory of Paul Lawrence Dunbar the famous poet and to care for his aged mother. The membership of the association is composed of white and colored citizens of that community. De Souf Sir is abit down in the mouth since the election of Warren G. Harding and we surmise it is distressed as to the future so far as the "majah" is concerned. At Boley, Oklahoma, the colored citizens are finacing a $50,000 tuberculosis sanatarium. According to report Charles Brown of Columbia, Texas, is dead and left an estate valued at over two million dollars which consisted largely of 3600 acres of oil lands. ated $347,000 for the college and university education of colored youths of the state. The amount is not so great in comparison to schools of the North, but its a hundred times greater than appropriated by previous legislatures of that state. There is an awakening in the interest of the black brother. Mr. J. E. Rector, a colored postal clerk at Little Rock, Ark., has been retried after 43 years' service. Mrs. F. Irene Walton, of Philadelphia, Pa., has been appointed Foreign Commissioner of Deeds for New Jersey by the Governor. Mrs. Walton, who is colored, graduated from Temple University with an average of 98%, the highest in a class of 221 students. She holds a broker's license and is the founder of the Woman's Building and Loan Association. Several hundred Negroes, union members, have replaced striking Irish longshoremen at the White Star pier in New York City. Mrs. Cora N. Brooks, a colored woman in Pittsburgh, Pa., has bought for investment a house at a cost of $22,500 cash. A syndicate of Negro tenants in New York City has purchased "Diva Court," a 6-story apartment house in Harlem, under the cooperative principle. Dr. R. H. Boyd reports that during last year the National Baptist Publishing Board at Nashville, Tenn., passed the $200,000 mark. Martin V. French, a colored patrolman at Chicago, has resigned his position after 371/2 years' service, "with a perfect record." He is 67 years old. During 32 years' existence, the colored Bureau Building and Loan Association has matured stock amounting to $415,350 and paid out $354,224 on stock withdrawn before maturity; its assets are $354,989; 1600 families have been assisted in the purchase of homes and 441 additional homes are being purchased by shareholders; who drew on matured stock during August, $10,555. The Rev. Matthew Anderson is president of the organization and W. Basil Webb, secretary. The colored Berry & Ross Company of New York, manufacturers of colored dolls, has purchased a 3-story building in Norfolk, Va., and plans to establish a chain of department stores. Because of its foreign trade it has formed the Gold Coast Import & Produce Corporation. Mr. H. S. Boulin is president of the company. The Insurance Agents' Department Store has been opened by Negroes in Savannah, Seattle Baking Company Latest Sanitary and Up-to-Date Baking Appliance Ask Your Dealer For Our Goods RICHMOND EXPRESS CO. WOOD AND COAL DELIVERED Express, Baggage to Any Part of the City. 310 Twelfth Ave. South Beacon 178 FLOYD WRIGHT, Mgr. ALHAMBRA CASH GROCERY Distributor of Mme. C. J. Walker's Hair and Skin preparations. Mall, postal and express orders promptly filled. 1201-3 Jackson St., Seattle, Wash. laurel Apar Ga., with a $40,000 stock; the company is capitalized at $100,000. The president is J. B. Brooks and the manager, J. W. McCall. E. C. Brown, the colored banker of Philadelphia, has purchased 4 six-story apartment houses in West 59th Street, New York City, at a price of $250,000. The Philadelphia American celebrated its first year of business with a circulation of 60,000 copies weekly; it has been incorporated with a capital of $50,000 subscribed by its board. At Lexington, Ky., 100 Negroes have subscribed $2,000 and opened a grocery and meat market with 3 clerks. Mrs. Marian D. Butler, colored, has been appointed an attendant at the Woman's Bureau in the City Detention House, Washington, D. C. Mr. R. W. Freeman, a Negro, has served as a letter carrier in Omaha, Neb., for 32 years. He was recently pensioned. The Student Secretarial Y. M. C. A. Assembly held at Lake Forest, Ill., passed resolutions touching favorably upon the race question in America. Delegates were present from every state in the Union. James Weldon Johnson, a contrbiuting editor of the New York Age, has been chosen secretary of the National Association for the Advancement of Colored People. In Missouri Walthal M. Moore was elected to a seat in the legislature from St. Louis. In Ohio, though six colored men were nominated for the legislature in as many different countries, but one, Samuel E. Woods, was successful. In Washington John H. Ryan was elected to a seat in the legislature from a Tacoma district. John Clifford Hawkins of the 21st New York Assembly district has been re-elected and will sit in the coming state assembly. In Pennsylvania John C. Asburry and Andrew F. Stevens were elected to seats in the next state legislature. In New Jersy Dr. Walter G. Alexander was elected to a seat in the next state assembly. In West Virginia T. G. Nutter has been re-elected to the state legislature. tments m apartments, Take No. 9, twenty-Second cupy nents Beacon 1910