Cayton's weekly. [volume] (Seattle, Wash.) 1916-1921, 1918-08-03

with went North and they are writing for
me to come to Them Nancy, however,
delivered the letters to Miss Viola. It was
nearly eighteen months thereafter when Miss
Viola got the consent of her parents to visit
friend in Chicago and the girls and boys
(white) of the community assembled at the
depot to say goodbye to her and wish her
safe return home. She so passionately
kissed her mother and father goodbye that
the father got uneasy less something might
happen to his daughter while en- route. It
was something like one week after Miss
Viola had steamed out of that little country
depot when she became Mrs. Allen Davis
Wilson, and the world wagged on in the
same old way. She wrote her parents regu-
larly, but kept her secret then she wrote
and told them she thought she would remain
in the North indefinitely, but still kept her
secret. It was some fifteen years thereafter,
when the leader Of that mob was compelled
to employ an attorney in Smith Center,
which was a prosperous county seat in a
name was recommended to him, which he
accepted. The case was ready for trial and
the client sent for. Now this mob leader
had never seen "nigger lawyer" and when
he reached his destination he was thunder
struck to discover his attorney was niger
and he seriously objected to proceeding fur
Their with the case. Attorney Wilson, how
ever, stood at the top with the lawyers and
court officials and the Southern gentleman
was talked into proceeding with the case.
His case was skilfully handled and finally
won, which greatly pleased the former bull
dozer, and he blushingly apologized to his
attorney, the other attorneys and the court
officials for his former abruptness
1t was an unkind cut and Allen Davis
Wilson hesitated some days before he finally
concluded to do so, but the morsel of re-
venge was too sweet and the day before
his client was to leave for his Southern
home, the attorney said: II believe I have
met you before' ''Not to my knowledge
came the reply' II originally was Allen
Davis, who wanted to vote in Brushfork
precinct and was denied the right to do so.
My father is John Wilson Of that COM
munity and [ am the lad that had to flee
therefrom to save my life. But not word,
I bear you no illwill, providing you will go
home with me to dinner" This the South
erner under the circumstances had to &C
cept.
The visitor did not faint when beautiful
mother accompanied by handsome fifteen
year-old daughter met him in the parlor and
exclaimed, "Why Mr.. Brown, I am de-
lighted to see YOU This is my daughter,
Miss Wilson," AS the fond father watched
the passing scene some friendly hand dropped
the curtain.
That Southern community never learned
the fate of Miss Viola nor why she never
returned home. Mr.. Brown kept the Incl
dent of having had niger lawyer to
himself, but one day when he and Mr.. Will
son were talking Of the past, which included
the loss of the niggers as chattels, he said:
81 am damn glad, Wilson, the mob did
not get that boy Allen for after all he was
not such bad Niger" Mr. Wilson smiled,
looked wise and laconcally replied. "No,"
and the subject was dropped without further
comment
Arkansas Republicans have concluded not