Cayton's weekly. [volume] (Seattle, Wash.) 1916-1921, 1920-08-07

it so hot for old Lucifer that he will petition
st. Peter to permit him to give me torch
and let me go out and start a resort of my
own.
Two young men stood earnestly talking
together as l passed them and their ap.
parent earnestness attracted my attention
[ observed them more closely and found
them to be Harry S. James, an accomp-
lished young architect, who has failed to
get employment in Seattle on account of
his dark skin, and David A. Graham Jr,
who, though high school graduate of the
schools of Seattle, has been unable to get
any kind of employment except of mental
nature, such as the white boy will not do
Just what they were talking about do not
know, but | remembered that James is
planning to sail for Brazil in the very near
future and Graham is planning to sail for
Africa in very short time, and then |
said to myself, they are perhaps bemoanng
their lot, that with opportunities all about
them in their native land they are forced
to sail for foreign countries for opportun-
ties of mental development. Two friends
in their youth, in all probability are part
ing forever on earth, but I trust they
promised to meet each other in that house
not made by hands, eternal in the heavens
where we will all be the same. It then
occurred to me that may perhaps after all
this is the solution Of the class troubles
in this country (black and white) as the
young colored men become more highly
educated they will seek opportunities in
other countries, where the color of ones
skin does not count for as much as it does
in this country, where black man has the
same opportunities of development as
white man. Who knows but in fifty years
from now five millions Of the colored cit-
zens Of the United States of North America
will not have migrated to the various coun.
tries of Central and South America and
becomes an integral part of all of them.
TO be this country will suffer from
a labor standpoint as a result of such an
migration but it will prosper from a peace
standpoint thereby, and I trust the exodus
will soon begin.
In times past I told you the story of
colored deacon Of Mt. Hope Baptist Church
down in Mississippi, who was almost ex.
communicated because he declared in open
services that 81 have lost faith in the eff
carpet by the Elder and seriously ques-
toned his reasons for making such state
ment and briefly he replied: ''Well, one
night [ got down on my sin Bonded knees
and prayed hard and long for the good
Lord to send me one of Farmer Jones' fat
turkeys for dinner, but no turkey came.
[ did the same the next night and no tur-
key came. Well, I had always heard the
third trial is always the charm, so the
third night prayed harder and longer
and still no turkey came. But the fourth
night l marched myself over to Farmer
Jones' fowl house and the next day L had
turkey for dinner That's why, brethren,
[ no longer believe in the efficacy Of
prayer' Now l have friend in Seattle
that has recently been converted to the
"effcacy Of prayer" doctrine and she calls
on it night and day. One night not long
since she decided to get up the next morning
at o'clock and being rather sleepy headed
she prayed earnestly for the good Lord to
wake her up at the appointed time. One
meets queer coincidents in life and this
friend Of mine met one on this occasion.
She slept on the first floor directly under
the bath room. During the night slow
leak sprung in the water pipes and the
oOzing water soaked through the plastering,