The morning news. [volume] (Savannah, Ga.) 1887-1900, 1888-08-17
THE SON OF HIS FATHER.
YOUNG ALBERT PARSONS TO BE
REARED AN ANARCHIST.

Going to Visit Friends at Waukesha-
a Picture of Parsons.
From the Chicago Tribune.
Mrs. Lucy Parsons and her two children
ora taking q summer vacation at Waukesha,
Wis The famous widow of the late anar-
chist leader was busy preparing for the
short Journey when a reporter called at her
home No. 1856 Milwaukee avenue, Mrs. Par
sons was in an agreeable frame of mind
The anticipations that one conjures up
when contemplating summer vacation are
generally tinted. But Mrs. Parsons, even
in her happiest vein, is always sarcastic.
81 suppose you want an interview about
something or other" said Mrs. Parsons.
you can tell the public that an anarchist
is going on summer vacation. That is a
startling novelty, isn't its"
"Have you read what the New York Sun
saws about your intention regarding the
education of your boy Albertp
Mrs. Parsons had not, and read and re-
read the following editorial paragl aph:
Mrs Lucy Parsons, widow of the late
Anarchist Parsons, announces that she shall
teach her l0-year-old son that his father was
murdered, and that he must take vengeance
npop the red-handed murderers. The an
nouncement probably will not cause those
who we're instrumental in securing the con-
viction of the anarchists to lose much
sleep, but it is bad for the boy. The pros
meet OF being trained as a kind of human
bloodhound, whose sole purpose in life shall
be to spill the blood of certain of his fellow
beings, is not an enviable one, especially for
a youth of the tender age of young Parsons.
thara OnUnt n Ina laoiti q "a
means of placing the education of children in
better hands"
Il suppose the Sun would take my boy
from me and have him educated for the
ministry" exclaimed Mrs. Parsons. 81
shall educate him as | see fit. | don't care
TO talk about it. A reporter was up here
three or four weeks ago and wrote up lot
of stuff / never SAID. You may put this
down: If live, my boy shall be raised an
anarchist. If l die, | am not responsible fer
his training. Yes" continued the woman,
i'll tones of intense hatred, II will educs te
him all right. Every night he shall kneel
down and pray. | will tell him that Julius
Grinnell is Jesus Christ, and that Judge
Gary is the Lord. l will tell him that Gary
has permitted him to live. Garyl Gary
The name almost chokes me. L meC him
face to face few days ago. He was COM
ing out of the court house. Did you hear
about itg'
Mrs. Parsons picked up an old cane and
initiated Judge Gary's walk.
He came along with his head down. He
did not see me, but 1 saw him. | walked
right into him. He half fell and looked at
me in dazed sort of way.
You bloody old murderer said l, If
had knife I'd stab you where you stand,
you miserable old villain
Scared? You never saw man so scared
~ I l. 4 l. l~,.,G 8.
would have killed him. A crowd began to
gather and old Gary turned and shuffled
down the street like this" and the amiable
woman again initiated the scene.
Little Albert was an interested listener.
His blue eyes followed every motion made
by the mother and he joined in the laugh
which followed the close of the tragic re-
hearsal.
"He does not look like bloodhound, does
hef'questioned Mrs. Parsons, with fond look
at the handsome boy. "He is a pupil of the
Chicago public schools, and has been at
tending the Kosciusko grammar school,
near here They have taught him to sing
patriotic song, You should hear him sing
Hail Columbia, Happy Land Yankee
DOODLE NV Country, It's of Thee, Sweet
Land of Liberty" John Browns Body Lies
Moldering in the Grave and other songs
have no objection to his learning such songs
shall tell him what they moan, the circum-
stances under which they were written, and
what kind of country the great poets who
wrote them had in their minds. Come
here, Albert, and let me put on your scarf.
Mrs Parsons produced a broad crimson
scarf. Haunted it proudly moment, and
carefully adjusted 1t around the boys col
lar. "He is my brave little anarchist" she
said, affectionately hugging the little fell
low.
Here is picture of Mr.. Parsons as he
appeared the Friday before he left Wauke-
sha for Chicago. He went to photograph
gallery and had two tintypes taken, one of
which he kept and the otner he sent to me.
remember showing the picture to some of
my friends and asking them how much
would the detectives give to get hold OF it. All
the disguise he had was carpenters suit Of
working clothes and full beard. OF course
that straw hat gave him changed look. l
could tell him by his eyes and nose. Two
days after the picture was taken he lett for
Chicago and gave himself up, confident that
jury of his countrymen would find him
guiltless
"Mr. Parsons went to Waukesha and re-
manned there until we told him to come
home" said Mrs. Parsons. "He stopped at
the home of Mr.. Daniel w. Hoan. He did
not know Mr. Hoan only as a subscriber
and occasional contributor to the Alarm.
When he got to Waukesha he hunted him
up and lived at his house until his return to
Chicago. While there nc helped Guild an
addition to his house. He had never done
any carpenter work before in his life, but
did good job. l am going to Waukesha
and spend couple of weeks with the good
friend who SO kindly sheltered him when
the hounds of the law were securing the
country for him."
Mrs. Parsons has about abandoned dress
making for the more congenial and protita-
Bile field OF literature. She is now hard at
work upon a book which will bear the rath-
er elaborate title, 1.-The Historical Develop
ment Of the Labor Movement in the United
states, with "reminiscences OF Albert K.
PARSONS, and His Connection Herewith. u
MRS Parsons says that this shall be her
masterpiece anu promises to reveal much
ol the unwritten history that TRANSFERRED
previous TO the HaYmarket riot
II was materially aided in a peculiar
way" said Mrs. Parsons, as she fished out an
Old faded envelope from pie of papers and
manuscripts. "At one of the Dako-Front
meetings Mr. Parsons detected a young
man with pocket camera. lie had been
taking pictures of the crowd, and, when
ever be got chance, of the speakers. Mr..
PARSONS accused him of being Il detective,
Vut tae feiiow--he was nothing but boy
uehied it and promised if let alone to give
my husband a duplicate OF his collection.
ne ana 50, and | have got the only photo
sIaphs ever taken of those historical meet
NSs' Don't you carry any OF them away"
IN one of the photographs Sam Fielden
ana Parsons ara. 10th addressing a crowd of