The Detroit tribune. (Detroit, Mich.) 1935-1966, 1936-07-18

came-Dedlam.
women screamed and tainted
ana Wnlie men shouted and ours
cd hoarsely, scores OF ponce rush
Ell III ON nearing the shooting. Inc
clerk was valnIy striking his gayei
frightened spectators were ngnung
desperately " reach The closed eX-
us, oniy 10 be neIu by the drawn
sVhs oI the Carselle police.
People were gasping and chok-
ing from The smoke as it slowly
settled over the closed room.
IN one corner OF the room
desperate struggle was going on
there was a sharp click and the
assallant was hand cuffed. Swear
Jug savagely his face distorted with
uilnd haired, he was snarling his
uenance.
Il told you I'd get you. You
the police Jerked him forward.
Nancy, her hat gone her hair dis
nelyed was nghtng to reach the
side Oh the man she loved.
Jason, my DEAR she sobbed.
Around the counsel table were
gathered Jason's friends. Jason,
nis lace pale, his lips tight and
tense was holding the still form Of
Mother Clark in his arms, while
Joe his shoulders shaking with
sobs was clinging tightly to his
mothers wrinkled hands, lying SO
still and inert.
DR.. Shepard was bending over
her trying 10 detect signs of life.
Some one whispered softly.
she got the bullet intended for
Jason, poor darling"
As Jason looked up into Nancys'
frightened eyes, he smiled sadly.
Don't worry about me dear, I'm
all right, he missed me-" and he
looked into the pale quiet face of
Joe Clarks little mother. 1t seem
ed a sweet smile was lowering
around her mouth, as if she was
asleep and dwelling with angels.
AS the murderer passed Jason,
he snarled bitterly.
so | missed you, Jason Emory"
then he broke into high cracking
laughter, that ended in maniacal
frenzy as he screamed.
lyon didn't
son would be at the trial did you"
and as they jerked him roughly
away, Jason's gaze followed the
painter for Hayes and Wilkins, as
he was led away. The crazy laugh
ter of Charles Streeter floated
back into the court room, echoing
through the wide corridors.
One hour later and again the
jury filed in to render their YER
dict in the Clark case.
The court was tense and quiet.
All eyes were upon the jury but
few could not tear their gaze away
from the empty chair where Mother
Clark had spent many heart break
ing days, giving aid and strength
to her son Joe. Now she was gone
and Joe was indeed bereft.
I'VE find the defendant-not
guilty"
Both white and black looked
stunned. The verdict came as a
complete surprise. Negroes had
learned not to expect justice in the
white mans court and was pre-
pared for the worst. White Car
selie sure OF a verdict in favor of
white supremacy could not under
stand.
Colored spectators were smil-
ing, some were openly weeping as
they gathered around Jason. They
enclosed the forlorn Joe in their
hearts, each trying to out DO the
other in offering help and en-
enlargement. There was much
whispering among the whites as
they left the court room. Still
many came up to offer congratu-
lations to Jason asd Joe.
Jason thanked the jury while
Joe with tears streaming down his
cheeks shook their hands in silence
What did freedom mean 10 him
now all alone. He had won, yet
lost. And he turned away trying to
control a grief that almost over
powered him.
A gentle voice spoke to him, and
a card was passed in his hand.
Il would like to help you Mr..
Clark. Come and see me when you
feel better" and Joe looked down
INTO the kindly blue eyes Of one of
the ladies of the jury. Her soft
voice had a twang of the Vermont
Hills.
And the trial of the people YER
sus Joe Clark was over. Weeks
of anxiety and turmoil would soon
be forgotten. Joe Clark was free
free to make another start, TO be-
gin once more to build his life.
Streeter was dead. Mother Clark
had given her life in place of the
man who had come to her beloved
sons rescue. She had joined Mable
in that land where no traveller has
yet returned. Who could say she
was not happier.
AS the court closed and Jason
with Nancy clingrng to his arm
left the building, cries of extra,
extra greeted them, as they step
ped out into the evening air.
The first days of summer, warm
and beautiful.
Two weeks later a long grace