The Denver star., 1917-12-22
Fiends Incarnate
Huns in Tennessee out RiV-
al Huns i'm Belgium
MAR1IAl-LAw AND CIVIL JUSTICE

Dversbure Tenn-Not to be outdone by Memphis and
her Macon tragedy of last this little town
the scene Sunday night December of crime against the
coward march of cvza crime OF hendshness which
would the vilcst bow his head IN shame VI
all the heishness by southern mobs
on black the scene OF Sunday night
ecpsed them ALL The facts as can be ascetaned
Latin Scott aged about years. Colored alleged
to have assault the wife of tennessee
and far from certain that the man. tortured
and burned death here Sunday night was the man guilty
81 the alleged Protestatons OF innocence would
have small consideration from that thirsty
horde
Saturday afternoon the unfortunate applied to
section the B. & NJ w. for work near Oakhed7
After the foreman that he did need
more help thought he recognized him
filing The description of the wanted for the above
sau,t The this and informed
Sheriff Perry Madison The mob quickly assem-
bed and when is alleRrd to have confessed the
crime the purpose the mob certain He was brought
this and to the public square on Sunday afternoon
and tortured to death
The following from Tennessee paper describes the
ehasty this mob in the United States of America:
While bound All iron post with logging chains the
Negro looked in dumb wonder at the vsaeed men
who heated pokers and smoothing irons until they
red the flames that licked them hot
Half an hour the Negro waited while the irons
heated He lay upon his face beneath the yoke Of the
iron cost Children the outskirts romped and played
their merry voices rising hushed hubbub of the
Al las, the irons we're "Have you anything say7
meek voice mumbled inaudiby. The Negro made a
speech,
A red streak shot pokerin brawny arm was
boring out one the Negroes The Negro bore the
courage only low escaping him. Another
poker was working the other orbit
The smell OF burning flesh permeaeu the atmosphere
pungent, scsenng telling those who tailed to get
good vantage what their could Smooth
ing irons soaring the flesh.
Swish Once twice. three times red hot iron dug
ing places in Lation Scott back and sides.
Fetch hotter one somebody said. The execution
Now, someone had another poker-jabbing its fiery
point into the ribs of the doomed black.
Then rubbish piled high about the agonzed body
souirming beneath its load.
STRUCK
Somebody struck the match-they say the husband of
the assaulted applied t-and smoke began curl
upward into blue sky The flames gathered
engunR the body The fire seemed Rroan, but it
Lation Scott
. More and wood and rubbish fed the fire. but
a. at o'clock Lation Scott was not dead
- Life finally fed at o'clock.
The departed leaving only the morbid.
Women who lad lett their dinners the making hastened
Children who had tarred the way home from Sunday
school. scurried away.
Dyersburg seemingly satisfied.
One pastor, during the Of his Sunday morning
Sermon remarked that he glad to women
present but wonder where the afe2'
The mob reached here about o'clock with the Negro.
Scott stripped The iron post, chains smoothing
had been provided before TIM mob reached
J the city
Not single cry for mercy uttered by Scott.