Memphis World Memphis World Publishing Co. 1959-07-04 Thaddeus T. Stokes MEMPHIS WORLD The South's Oldest and Leading Colored Semi-Weekly Newspaper Published by MEMPHIS WORLD PUBLISHING CO. Every WEDNESDAY and SATURDAY at 546 BEALE—Ph. JA. 6-4030 Member of SCOTT NEWSPAPER SYNDICATE W. A. Scott, II, Founder; C. A. Scott, General Manager Entered in the Post Office at Memphis, Tenn. as second-class mail under the Act of Congress, March 1, 1870 THADDEUS T. STOKES ............ Managing Editor SMITH FLEMING .............. Circulation Manager SUBSCRIPTION RATES: Year $5.00—6 Months $3.00—3 Months $1.50 (In Advance) The MEMPHIS WORLD is an independent newspaper — non-sectarian and non-partisan, printing news unbiasedly and supporting those things it believes to be of interest of its readers and opposing those things against the interest of its readers. Baptists Condemn A Sick Man When the National Sunday School and Baptist Training Union Congress met here last week, it took time out to condemn Arkansas Governor Orval Eugene Faubus for his "evil, vicious and diabolical actions . . . in destroying the unity of America in the face of the world." It might have been better of the great NSS and BTU had prayed for the Governor of Arkansas, for surely he is a sick man. Any American must be sick to have made the following statements made by Orval Faubus before the Mississippi Bar Association at Biloxi, Miss.: 'If that cause (of segregation and states' rights) is lost, then we are all lost, and it would be a good thing if the Russians do destroy us with atom and hydrogen power rather than we become a nation of criminals and indecent people." President Eisenhower, who has been often criticized for not commenting on the actions of Faubus, probably has not done so because he realizes that Arkansas' top official — condoner of mob violence, friend of political hoodlums and now advocator of America being, destroyed by atom and hydrogen power as a "good thing" — must be suffering from some evil disease which the people of Arkansas will eventually destroy by ousting the Governor in the 1960 election. Until that time, it is perhaps better to pray for Orval Faubus instead of condemning him. He's going to need it. United Front A group of men recently met to discuss the coming election. As results of that meeting a temporary organization was formed. It is called the Leadership Council. This organization says the purpose of its existence is to unite all Negro organizations — religious, fraternal, political and civic — into a cohesive sphere in order to present a unified front for the six Negro candidates who are seeking offices in the August 20 election. We salute those men who are advocating a "united front." The High Court Decides To Review The Terrell County Case The Supreme Court agreed on Monday to review a Georgia federal judge's decision that portions of the 1957 Civil Rights Act are unconstitutional. This of course is one of those rare occasions in which a federal judge declared unconstitutional an act of Congress. Judge T. Hoyt Davis in the Macon division went "far afield" in his ruling according to an appeal filed by the Justice Department. Judge Davis' decision was in the first case filed by the Justice Department under provisions of the 1957 act aimed to protect voting rights. The government's petition charged the voting registrars of Terrell County with discrimination against qualified Negroes who wished to get on the voting rolls. It is well that the government continue its inquiry into alleged violation of the voting rights of citizens duly qualified for registration. We are in this struggle together and free government cannot exist where citizens are regimentally discriminated against and ruled incompetent upon the bare basis of color. This is hangover from the old challenge practice, outruled in federal court in Columbus, Georgia where a group of Negro citizens from Randolph (Cuthbert) County were able to get punitive damages and their names restored to the voting rolls. It is hoped that the back of this spurious system of eliminating voters will be broken once and for all. Such will encourage not only Negro voting, but those who campaign and hold office will see the virtue in going out for the Negro vote. 5,000,000 Alcoholics Mike Gorman, executive director of the National Committee against Mental Illness, recently estimated that there are 5,000,000 alcoholics in the United States. This is shocking information, and should cause reflection by every American who is informed of this situation. The interesting thing about the problem is the fact that there are so many alcoholics in areas where the "widespread use of more moderate beverages is taboo. For example, most Americans are aware of the fact that the use of wine in France, as an example, is widespread, and that most people drink wine with their meals. Likewise, most people drink beer with their meals in Germany. Yet anyone who has traveled through these countries will notice that drunks are almost non-existent. Whereas in the United States hard liquor is consumed by those who drink, and a custom has developed among many to pitch an all-out party every so often, this is not true in most of the older countries, where civilization has wrestled with this problem a longer period of time. In these countries, where people use wine and beer as a beverage with their food, moderation is exercised, and one rarely sees rowdy or boisterous persons acting in a drunken or disorderly manner. All of which indicates that alcoholics lack maturity, which in turn reflects the immaturity of the United States as a nation, and the lack of self-discipline, which must eventually be used to resist all kinds of temptations, not just that concerned with alcohol. WISHING WELL Registered U. S. Patent Office. HERE is a pleasant little game that will give you a message every day. It is a numerical puzzle designed to spell out your fortune. Count the letters in your first name. If the number of letters is 6 or more, subtract 4. If the number is less than 6, add 3. The result is your key number. Start at the upper left-hand corner of the rectangle and check every one of your key numbers, left to right. Then read the message the letters under the checked figures give you. NOT BY GUNS ALONE By E.M. Barker 1958, E. M. Barker; published by arrangement with P Raynold's & Son; distributed by King Features Syndicate "Upon her arrival in New Mexico to stay at the ranch of her grandmother, Rachel Kilgore, whom she has never seen before. Martha Kilgore finds herself in the midst of a feud. For when dumped into a creek by her balky horse, she was rescued by Slade Considine and taken to the ranch of Slade's uncle Nick Considine, to get dry and warm. Hearing her name was sufficient to cause Nick to order her off his land and tell his nephew to stay away from all the Kilgores or be disowned Nick Considine and Rachel Kilgore have been bitter enemies for forty years. All the ranchers in the Chupaderos have had a common problem thurst upon them. The Government has established a new Forest Service and is taking steps to impose regulations on the use of range that the ranchers considered theirs by right of possession. Rachel Kilgore's answer was a greeting of the ranchers at Wynn Thomason's place to discuss ways and means of blocking the Forest Service's measures. Slade chosen to lead the fight to keep the Forest Rangers at a distance, shocked them with his reason for refusing. He has been sworn in as the local Forest Ranger. Nick Considine is as angered by this news as the other ranchers and approved when Wynn Thomason offered to lead the resistance to the Rangers. Slade's only ally is Frenchy Quebedeaux, a sheep raiser despised by the cattlemen. Frenchy has offered Slade living quarters at his house. A locked room in the house which Frenchy insists that Slade must stay out of arouses Slade's curiosity and suspicions. He has a skeleton key.... SLADE CONSIDINE reached casually for a boot he had slipped off after supper. "I'll be along in a minute, Frenchy," he said calmly. "Soon as I get my boots on and find my coat I'll help find what's troubling the dog." But as soon as the door closed behind Bacho and Frenchy he was on his feet and across the room. This job shouldn't take more than a few minutes. He could still be outside before the other two had time to miss him. The key fitted as if it had been made for this lock. He stepped inside the cool, dark room, closed the door carefully after him, then struck a match. He gasped in amazement and chagrin as he looked around. The room had apparently been fitted out in Frenchy's idea of what a girl's bedroom should be like. In here the mud walls had been painted pink,, there were bright pink curtains at the windows, a pink silk spread on the bed and big bright colored pictures in broad gilt frames on the walls. There was a thick, gaudily patterned rug on the floor and the furniture was factory made, not honestly substantial like Frenchy's homemade pine. Compared with the rugged attractiveness of the main cabin, this room was gaudy, but Slade hoped that the girl, whoever she was, would have sense enough to realize that with it she was getting a good man. There was only time for that one brief glance around, but that was all he had needed. Now as the match burned out, he heard the front door of the cabin open and a second later Frenchy's footstep across the floor. Slade had the momentary pan icked feeling of a trapped animal —not from any physical fear, but from shame at being caught in here. He looked around him in desperation. The windows were locked of course—he had tried them from the outside the day before—and it would take some minutes to open them and crawl out. The door swung open, and for a second the big Frenchman stood in the doorway as his eyes peered into the dark room. Then without words, with a roar that had something of the heart-chilling bellow of a maddened bull in it, he lunged forward. Slade Considine was tall and lean and rawhide muscled, but in a rough-and-tumble fight he would have a hard time holding his own with the big, cat-qui Frenchman. Besides he had no heart for fighting Frenchy right now. By sheer weight and velocity the sheepman's first lunge carried him backward until he bumped into the foot of the bed. Slade tried a right jab to the chin, but he hadn't put much force behind it and Frenchy didn't even seem to feel it. Frenchy flung both bear-like arms around the cowboy, lifted him and hurled him to the floor. From the look in eyes, Slade figured he was probably going to get his face stomped in. Then suddenly something, about as big as a mosquito in comparison with Frenchy's huge size, tackled the sheepman from the rear. It wasn't much, but it was enough to make him stumble, and in that second Slade was on his feet again. He still didn't want to fight, but he saw now that if he didn't he was likely to get killed. Bacho was still swinging on to one of Frenchy's legs. Slade stepped in and swung with his right and this time he gave it everything he had. Frenchy stumbled back, trying to shake the little herder off, but Bacho clung like a bulldog. Slade swung again, Bacho yanked simultaneously, and this time Frenchy sat down. Slade stepped back, breathing hard. "Well, it took two of us to put you there—but now that we've done it—I wish you would stay put until I can tell you how sorry I am. I deserve any kind of a beating you could give me." The lamplight from the other room flickered through the open doorway across Frenchy's face. He blinked dazedly. "I don't see why you are ashamed of this room," Slade went on. "It's none of my business what's back of you keeping it locked up thisaway—but I can tell you this—any girl in the world ought to be damn proud to get a guy like you, Frenchy." Frenchy looked up at his little herder. "Turn me a-loose, Bacho," he said quietly. "I don' fights no more." He got quickly to his feet. "The girl—she ees going to marry another faller. So I shut up this room. You will forget what you see in here?" Slade looked at him soberly, put out his hand. "Of course. And if you want me to pack my broll and get out, Frenchy, I'll do it." Frenchy shook his head. "No need now," he said quietly. "You stay." But if the Frenchman was willing to forgive and forget, Bacho wasn't quite so easy. "You damned fool!" he scolded. "Just because he raises sheep — and you're a cowman—you have to get suspicious that he is up to something crooked! If you want to Know what Frenchy is like— why don't you ask some of the natives in Baancas? They would tell you he—" "Shut op, Bacho!" Frenchy said firmly, but not unkindly. Tho little herder sighed, shrugged, then grinned. "Hell of a feller, isn't he? Goes around bellering and barking so no one will guess he has a heart as big as an elephant!" Slade wasn't very proud of his behavior, but as he rolled into his bunk that night, he was almost glad it had happened anyhow. It had seemed to clear the air for everybody. Frenchy was friendly and genial again. Slade was right back at zero as far as finding out anything about the cal rustling was concerned, but he was glad he hadn't found meat or hides in that little room. The big black bull was back the next morning, and this time he brought a smaller roan with the longest pair of horns Slade had ever seen on a bull around these parts. He and Frenchy heard the ruckus as they were finishing breakfast. Bacho had been up long before, grabbed himself a quick snack and gone to start his sheep out for the day. Slade reached for his coat and hat. "Let's saddle up, Frenchy, and take those boogers home on the run!" The Frenchman gave him a funny look. "You won' need halp!" he said grimly. "That black one—he drives easy!" Slade stopped in the doorway, turned and came back. "You mean you think the Walking K's driving them bulls down here on purpose to pester you!" Frenchy shrugged. "Could be. Two times Bacho he get dronk and lets the sheeps dreeft up on to their place. Jeem Ned he was purty mad!" Slade's face was thoughtful as he went outside. It was hard to believe that square-shooting, honest punchers like Jim Ned Wheeler and Hud Livingstone would be deliberately driving their wild, fighting bulls down on the sheepman's range—until he remembered they were taking their orders from old Mrs. Kilgore, who had a permanent chip on her shoulder. WHAT HAS HAPPENED By E.M. Barker 1958, E. M. Barker; published by arrangement with P Raynold's & Son; distributed by King Features Syndicate "Upon her arrival in New Mexico to stay at the ranch of her grandmother, Rachel Kilgore, whom she has never seen before. Martha Kilgore finds herself in the midst of a feud. For when dumped into a creek by her balky horse, she was rescued by Slade Considine and taken to the ranch of Slade's uncle Nick Considine, to get dry and warm. Hearing her name was sufficient to cause Nick to order her off his land and tell his nephew to stay away from all the Kilgores or be disowned Nick Considine and Rachel Kilgore have been bitter enemies for forty years. All the ranchers in the Chupaderos have had a common problem thurst upon them. The Government has established a new Forest Service and is taking steps to impose regulations on the use of range that the ranchers considered theirs by right of possession. Rachel Kilgore's answer was a greeting of the ranchers at Wynn Thomason's place to discuss ways and means of blocking the Forest Service's measures. Slade chosen to lead the fight to keep the Forest Rangers at a distance, shocked them with his reason for refusing. He has been sworn in as the local Forest Ranger. Nick Considine is as angered by this news as the other ranchers and approved when Wynn Thomason offered to lead the resistance to the Rangers. Slade's only ally is Frenchy Quebedeaux, a sheep raiser despised by the cattlemen. Frenchy has offered Slade living quarters at his house. A locked room in the house which Frenchy insists that Slade must stay out of arouses Slade's curiosity and suspicions. He has a skeleton key.... SLADE CONSIDINE reached casually for a boot he had slipped off after supper. "I'll be along in a minute, Frenchy," he said calmly. "Soon as I get my boots on and find my coat I'll help find what's troubling the dog." But as soon as the door closed behind Bacho and Frenchy he was on his feet and across the room. This job shouldn't take more than a few minutes. He could still be outside before the other two had time to miss him. The key fitted as if it had been made for this lock. He stepped inside the cool, dark room, closed the door carefully after him, then struck a match. He gasped in amazement and chagrin as he looked around. The room had apparently been fitted out in Frenchy's idea of what a girl's bedroom should be like. In here the mud walls had been painted pink,, there were bright pink curtains at the windows, a pink silk spread on the bed and big bright colored pictures in broad gilt frames on the walls. There was a thick, gaudily patterned rug on the floor and the furniture was factory made, not honestly substantial like Frenchy's homemade pine. Compared with the rugged attractiveness of the main cabin, this room was gaudy, but Slade hoped that the girl, whoever she was, would have sense enough to realize that with it she was getting a good man. There was only time for that one brief glance around, but that was all he had needed. Now as the match burned out, he heard the front door of the cabin open and a second later Frenchy's footstep across the floor. Slade had the momentary pan icked feeling of a trapped animal —not from any physical fear, but from shame at being caught in here. He looked around him in desperation. The windows were locked of course—he had tried them from the outside the day before—and it would take some minutes to open them and crawl out. The door swung open, and for a second the big Frenchman stood in the doorway as his eyes peered into the dark room. Then without words, with a roar that had something of the heart-chilling bellow of a maddened bull in it, he lunged forward. Slade Considine was tall and lean and rawhide muscled, but in a rough-and-tumble fight he would have a hard time holding his own with the big, cat-qui Frenchman. Besides he had no heart for fighting Frenchy right now. By sheer weight and velocity the sheepman's first lunge carried him backward until he bumped into the foot of the bed. Slade tried a right jab to the chin, but he hadn't put much force behind it and Frenchy didn't even seem to feel it. Frenchy flung both bear-like arms around the cowboy, lifted him and hurled him to the floor. From the look in eyes, Slade figured he was probably going to get his face stomped in. Then suddenly something, about as big as a mosquito in comparison with Frenchy's huge size, tackled the sheepman from the rear. It wasn't much, but it was enough to make him stumble, and in that second Slade was on his feet again. He still didn't want to fight, but he saw now that if he didn't he was likely to get killed. Bacho was still swinging on to one of Frenchy's legs. Slade stepped in and swung with his right and this time he gave it everything he had. Frenchy stumbled back, trying to shake the little herder off, but Bacho clung like a bulldog. Slade swung again, Bacho yanked simultaneously, and this time Frenchy sat down. Slade stepped back, breathing hard. "Well, it took two of us to put you there—but now that we've done it—I wish you would stay put until I can tell you how sorry I am. I deserve any kind of a beating you could give me." The lamplight from the other room flickered through the open doorway across Frenchy's face. He blinked dazedly. "I don't see why you are ashamed of this room," Slade went on. "It's none of my business what's back of you keeping it locked up thisaway—but I can tell you this—any girl in the world ought to be damn proud to get a guy like you, Frenchy." Frenchy looked up at his little herder. "Turn me a-loose, Bacho," he said quietly. "I don' fights no more." He got quickly to his feet. "The girl—she ees going to marry another faller. So I shut up this room. You will forget what you see in here?" Slade looked at him soberly, put out his hand. "Of course. And if you want me to pack my broll and get out, Frenchy, I'll do it." Frenchy shook his head. "No need now," he said quietly. "You stay." But if the Frenchman was willing to forgive and forget, Bacho wasn't quite so easy. "You damned fool!" he scolded. "Just because he raises sheep — and you're a cowman—you have to get suspicious that he is up to something crooked! If you want to Know what Frenchy is like— why don't you ask some of the natives in Baancas? They would tell you he—" "Shut op, Bacho!" Frenchy said firmly, but not unkindly. Tho little herder sighed, shrugged, then grinned. "Hell of a feller, isn't he? Goes around bellering and barking so no one will guess he has a heart as big as an elephant!" Slade wasn't very proud of his behavior, but as he rolled into his bunk that night, he was almost glad it had happened anyhow. It had seemed to clear the air for everybody. Frenchy was friendly and genial again. Slade was right back at zero as far as finding out anything about the cal rustling was concerned, but he was glad he hadn't found meat or hides in that little room. The big black bull was back the next morning, and this time he brought a smaller roan with the longest pair of horns Slade had ever seen on a bull around these parts. He and Frenchy heard the ruckus as they were finishing breakfast. Bacho had been up long before, grabbed himself a quick snack and gone to start his sheep out for the day. Slade reached for his coat and hat. "Let's saddle up, Frenchy, and take those boogers home on the run!" The Frenchman gave him a funny look. "You won' need halp!" he said grimly. "That black one—he drives easy!" Slade stopped in the doorway, turned and came back. "You mean you think the Walking K's driving them bulls down here on purpose to pester you!" Frenchy shrugged. "Could be. Two times Bacho he get dronk and lets the sheeps dreeft up on to their place. Jeem Ned he was purty mad!" Slade's face was thoughtful as he went outside. It was hard to believe that square-shooting, honest punchers like Jim Ned Wheeler and Hud Livingstone would be deliberately driving their wild, fighting bulls down on the sheepman's range—until he remembered they were taking their orders from old Mrs. Kilgore, who had a permanent chip on her shoulder. CHAPTER 10 By E.M. Barker 1958, E. M. Barker; published by arrangement with P Raynold's & Son; distributed by King Features Syndicate "Upon her arrival in New Mexico to stay at the ranch of her grandmother, Rachel Kilgore, whom she has never seen before. Martha Kilgore finds herself in the midst of a feud. For when dumped into a creek by her balky horse, she was rescued by Slade Considine and taken to the ranch of Slade's uncle Nick Considine, to get dry and warm. Hearing her name was sufficient to cause Nick to order her off his land and tell his nephew to stay away from all the Kilgores or be disowned Nick Considine and Rachel Kilgore have been bitter enemies for forty years. All the ranchers in the Chupaderos have had a common problem thurst upon them. The Government has established a new Forest Service and is taking steps to impose regulations on the use of range that the ranchers considered theirs by right of possession. Rachel Kilgore's answer was a greeting of the ranchers at Wynn Thomason's place to discuss ways and means of blocking the Forest Service's measures. Slade chosen to lead the fight to keep the Forest Rangers at a distance, shocked them with his reason for refusing. He has been sworn in as the local Forest Ranger. Nick Considine is as angered by this news as the other ranchers and approved when Wynn Thomason offered to lead the resistance to the Rangers. Slade's only ally is Frenchy Quebedeaux, a sheep raiser despised by the cattlemen. Frenchy has offered Slade living quarters at his house. A locked room in the house which Frenchy insists that Slade must stay out of arouses Slade's curiosity and suspicions. He has a skeleton key.... SLADE CONSIDINE reached casually for a boot he had slipped off after supper. "I'll be along in a minute, Frenchy," he said calmly. "Soon as I get my boots on and find my coat I'll help find what's troubling the dog." But as soon as the door closed behind Bacho and Frenchy he was on his feet and across the room. This job shouldn't take more than a few minutes. He could still be outside before the other two had time to miss him. The key fitted as if it had been made for this lock. He stepped inside the cool, dark room, closed the door carefully after him, then struck a match. He gasped in amazement and chagrin as he looked around. The room had apparently been fitted out in Frenchy's idea of what a girl's bedroom should be like. In here the mud walls had been painted pink,, there were bright pink curtains at the windows, a pink silk spread on the bed and big bright colored pictures in broad gilt frames on the walls. There was a thick, gaudily patterned rug on the floor and the furniture was factory made, not honestly substantial like Frenchy's homemade pine. Compared with the rugged attractiveness of the main cabin, this room was gaudy, but Slade hoped that the girl, whoever she was, would have sense enough to realize that with it she was getting a good man. There was only time for that one brief glance around, but that was all he had needed. Now as the match burned out, he heard the front door of the cabin open and a second later Frenchy's footstep across the floor. Slade had the momentary pan icked feeling of a trapped animal —not from any physical fear, but from shame at being caught in here. He looked around him in desperation. The windows were locked of course—he had tried them from the outside the day before—and it would take some minutes to open them and crawl out. The door swung open, and for a second the big Frenchman stood in the doorway as his eyes peered into the dark room. Then without words, with a roar that had something of the heart-chilling bellow of a maddened bull in it, he lunged forward. Slade Considine was tall and lean and rawhide muscled, but in a rough-and-tumble fight he would have a hard time holding his own with the big, cat-qui Frenchman. Besides he had no heart for fighting Frenchy right now. By sheer weight and velocity the sheepman's first lunge carried him backward until he bumped into the foot of the bed. Slade tried a right jab to the chin, but he hadn't put much force behind it and Frenchy didn't even seem to feel it. Frenchy flung both bear-like arms around the cowboy, lifted him and hurled him to the floor. From the look in eyes, Slade figured he was probably going to get his face stomped in. Then suddenly something, about as big as a mosquito in comparison with Frenchy's huge size, tackled the sheepman from the rear. It wasn't much, but it was enough to make him stumble, and in that second Slade was on his feet again. He still didn't want to fight, but he saw now that if he didn't he was likely to get killed. Bacho was still swinging on to one of Frenchy's legs. Slade stepped in and swung with his right and this time he gave it everything he had. Frenchy stumbled back, trying to shake the little herder off, but Bacho clung like a bulldog. Slade swung again, Bacho yanked simultaneously, and this time Frenchy sat down. Slade stepped back, breathing hard. "Well, it took two of us to put you there—but now that we've done it—I wish you would stay put until I can tell you how sorry I am. I deserve any kind of a beating you could give me." The lamplight from the other room flickered through the open doorway across Frenchy's face. He blinked dazedly. "I don't see why you are ashamed of this room," Slade went on. "It's none of my business what's back of you keeping it locked up thisaway—but I can tell you this—any girl in the world ought to be damn proud to get a guy like you, Frenchy." Frenchy looked up at his little herder. "Turn me a-loose, Bacho," he said quietly. "I don' fights no more." He got quickly to his feet. "The girl—she ees going to marry another faller. So I shut up this room. You will forget what you see in here?" Slade looked at him soberly, put out his hand. "Of course. And if you want me to pack my broll and get out, Frenchy, I'll do it." Frenchy shook his head. "No need now," he said quietly. "You stay." But if the Frenchman was willing to forgive and forget, Bacho wasn't quite so easy. "You damned fool!" he scolded. "Just because he raises sheep — and you're a cowman—you have to get suspicious that he is up to something crooked! If you want to Know what Frenchy is like— why don't you ask some of the natives in Baancas? They would tell you he—" "Shut op, Bacho!" Frenchy said firmly, but not unkindly. Tho little herder sighed, shrugged, then grinned. "Hell of a feller, isn't he? Goes around bellering and barking so no one will guess he has a heart as big as an elephant!" Slade wasn't very proud of his behavior, but as he rolled into his bunk that night, he was almost glad it had happened anyhow. It had seemed to clear the air for everybody. Frenchy was friendly and genial again. Slade was right back at zero as far as finding out anything about the cal rustling was concerned, but he was glad he hadn't found meat or hides in that little room. The big black bull was back the next morning, and this time he brought a smaller roan with the longest pair of horns Slade had ever seen on a bull around these parts. He and Frenchy heard the ruckus as they were finishing breakfast. Bacho had been up long before, grabbed himself a quick snack and gone to start his sheep out for the day. Slade reached for his coat and hat. "Let's saddle up, Frenchy, and take those boogers home on the run!" The Frenchman gave him a funny look. "You won' need halp!" he said grimly. "That black one—he drives easy!" Slade stopped in the doorway, turned and came back. "You mean you think the Walking K's driving them bulls down here on purpose to pester you!" Frenchy shrugged. "Could be. Two times Bacho he get dronk and lets the sheeps dreeft up on to their place. Jeem Ned he was purty mad!" Slade's face was thoughtful as he went outside. It was hard to believe that square-shooting, honest punchers like Jim Ned Wheeler and Hud Livingstone would be deliberately driving their wild, fighting bulls down on the sheepman's range—until he remembered they were taking their orders from old Mrs. Kilgore, who had a permanent chip on her shoulder. Baptists Lash of office which he took when he became Governor." In other action, Congress leaders recommended: Member-churches of the National Congress be encouraged to participate in the "Churches for Freedom" program of the National Association for the Advancement of Colored People, being aware that organized religion can make a distinctive contribution toward helping this land live up to the democratic and spiritual demands represented by efforts to eliminate segregation and discrimination in American life. — Dr. O. Clay Maxwell, president of the Congress, will be presented a life membership in the NAACP, during the Association's 50th Anniversary observance in July. — Efforts be taken to strengthen the laws and administrative powers of the federal government to assure full enjoyment by all citizens the basic civil rights guaranteed by the Constitution of the United States. — Work on a memorial to the late Congress President Dr. William H. Jernagin be completed. — Continued support of the American Bible Society. — Establishment of a commission to explore the needs, methods, and staff for the creation of a Religion and Family Life Institute within the Congress. — Appointment of Dr. Maxwell as Congress representative at the Baptist World Alliance. — Condemnation of all persons who aid, assist, cooperate with or condon exploitation of vicious evils promoted largely through the influence of law enforcement agencies, in some instances, public officials, professional and career underworld combines and racketeers with the sanction of selfish community leadership on all levels. —Creation of the several projects designed to combat such evils, fighting for decency among youths and adults. — Establishment of a new song, 'Brothers Joined in Heart,' composed by Dr. L. V. Booth and Mrs. Elizabeth Maddox Huntley, as theme song of the National Congress. — Endorsement of the work of the Southern Christian Leadership' Conference, under the leadership of Dr. Martin Luther King, Jr., and financial support of the Conference from member-churches. — Rising vote of thanks to the citizens cf Memphis and the Press for their hospitality and assistance. Members of the resolution committee were Miss Lucie E. Campbell, director of Congress music, and Rev. W. L. Varnado, pastor of Cummings Street Baptist Church, both of Memphis; Rev. S. Y. Nixon, chairman of the committee, and Rev. J. W. Presley, both of Texas; Rev. L. K. Jackson, vicechairman of the committee, Indiana; Rev. B. H. Hunter, Minn.; Rev. T. E. Huntley of Missouri; Rev. A. Wendell Ross, Calif.; Rev. A. Lincoln James, Ill.; Rev. K. L. Brazil, Va.; Rev. P. F. Parker, Mississippi; Rev. George Lawrence, Mrs. Berthan Diggs Warner, committee secretary; and Cyril A. Davis, all of New York; Rev. W. K. Jackson of Oklahoma; Rev. E. L. Harrison, Wash., D. C.; and Mrs. Juanita Roberts. DR. MAXWELL LIFE MEMBER of office which he took when he became Governor." In other action, Congress leaders recommended: Member-churches of the National Congress be encouraged to participate in the "Churches for Freedom" program of the National Association for the Advancement of Colored People, being aware that organized religion can make a distinctive contribution toward helping this land live up to the democratic and spiritual demands represented by efforts to eliminate segregation and discrimination in American life. — Dr. O. Clay Maxwell, president of the Congress, will be presented a life membership in the NAACP, during the Association's 50th Anniversary observance in July. — Efforts be taken to strengthen the laws and administrative powers of the federal government to assure full enjoyment by all citizens the basic civil rights guaranteed by the Constitution of the United States. — Work on a memorial to the late Congress President Dr. William H. Jernagin be completed. — Continued support of the American Bible Society. — Establishment of a commission to explore the needs, methods, and staff for the creation of a Religion and Family Life Institute within the Congress. — Appointment of Dr. Maxwell as Congress representative at the Baptist World Alliance. — Condemnation of all persons who aid, assist, cooperate with or condon exploitation of vicious evils promoted largely through the influence of law enforcement agencies, in some instances, public officials, professional and career underworld combines and racketeers with the sanction of selfish community leadership on all levels. —Creation of the several projects designed to combat such evils, fighting for decency among youths and adults. — Establishment of a new song, 'Brothers Joined in Heart,' composed by Dr. L. V. Booth and Mrs. Elizabeth Maddox Huntley, as theme song of the National Congress. — Endorsement of the work of the Southern Christian Leadership' Conference, under the leadership of Dr. Martin Luther King, Jr., and financial support of the Conference from member-churches. — Rising vote of thanks to the citizens cf Memphis and the Press for their hospitality and assistance. Members of the resolution committee were Miss Lucie E. Campbell, director of Congress music, and Rev. W. L. Varnado, pastor of Cummings Street Baptist Church, both of Memphis; Rev. S. Y. Nixon, chairman of the committee, and Rev. J. W. Presley, both of Texas; Rev. L. K. Jackson, vicechairman of the committee, Indiana; Rev. B. H. Hunter, Minn.; Rev. T. E. Huntley of Missouri; Rev. A. Wendell Ross, Calif.; Rev. A. Lincoln James, Ill.; Rev. K. L. Brazil, Va.; Rev. P. F. Parker, Mississippi; Rev. George Lawrence, Mrs. Berthan Diggs Warner, committee secretary; and Cyril A. Davis, all of New York; Rev. W. K. Jackson of Oklahoma; Rev. E. L. Harrison, Wash., D. C.; and Mrs. Juanita Roberts. WOULD FIGHT EVILS of office which he took when he became Governor." In other action, Congress leaders recommended: Member-churches of the National Congress be encouraged to participate in the "Churches for Freedom" program of the National Association for the Advancement of Colored People, being aware that organized religion can make a distinctive contribution toward helping this land live up to the democratic and spiritual demands represented by efforts to eliminate segregation and discrimination in American life. — Dr. O. Clay Maxwell, president of the Congress, will be presented a life membership in the NAACP, during the Association's 50th Anniversary observance in July. — Efforts be taken to strengthen the laws and administrative powers of the federal government to assure full enjoyment by all citizens the basic civil rights guaranteed by the Constitution of the United States. — Work on a memorial to the late Congress President Dr. William H. Jernagin be completed. — Continued support of the American Bible Society. — Establishment of a commission to explore the needs, methods, and staff for the creation of a Religion and Family Life Institute within the Congress. — Appointment of Dr. Maxwell as Congress representative at the Baptist World Alliance. — Condemnation of all persons who aid, assist, cooperate with or condon exploitation of vicious evils promoted largely through the influence of law enforcement agencies, in some instances, public officials, professional and career underworld combines and racketeers with the sanction of selfish community leadership on all levels. —Creation of the several projects designed to combat such evils, fighting for decency among youths and adults. — Establishment of a new song, 'Brothers Joined in Heart,' composed by Dr. L. V. Booth and Mrs. Elizabeth Maddox Huntley, as theme song of the National Congress. — Endorsement of the work of the Southern Christian Leadership' Conference, under the leadership of Dr. Martin Luther King, Jr., and financial support of the Conference from member-churches. — Rising vote of thanks to the citizens cf Memphis and the Press for their hospitality and assistance. Members of the resolution committee were Miss Lucie E. Campbell, director of Congress music, and Rev. W. L. Varnado, pastor of Cummings Street Baptist Church, both of Memphis; Rev. S. Y. Nixon, chairman of the committee, and Rev. J. W. Presley, both of Texas; Rev. L. K. Jackson, vicechairman of the committee, Indiana; Rev. B. H. Hunter, Minn.; Rev. T. E. Huntley of Missouri; Rev. A. Wendell Ross, Calif.; Rev. A. Lincoln James, Ill.; Rev. K. L. Brazil, Va.; Rev. P. F. Parker, Mississippi; Rev. George Lawrence, Mrs. Berthan Diggs Warner, committee secretary; and Cyril A. Davis, all of New York; Rev. W. K. Jackson of Oklahoma; Rev. E. L. Harrison, Wash., D. C.; and Mrs. Juanita Roberts. Jury Of 6 mended mercy, making the death sentence mandatory under South Carolina law. Davis was believed to be the first white man in South Carolina or the South, and perhaps in the nation to draw the death penalty for raping a Negro woman. Judge Johnson set 10 a. m. Thursday for hearing a defense motion in Davis' case, and, if the motion is denied, he said he would formally sentence Davis to death. A reporter asked if the fact that Davis is believed to be the first white man in the South to face the death sentence for raping a Negro woman would have any bearing on the judge's sentence. "It most certainly will not" Johnson replied. "What's good enough for the goose is good enough for the gander." The Crucial Hour Satchmo In wise was "getting along fine." The physician said he did not know when Armstrong would be able to resume playing the trumpet that won him fame. "He can play when he feels up to it," the physician said. "But just like anybody who's had pneumonia he wants - and need-some rest." Earlier Armstrong, said from his hospital bed "it looks like I'll have to win back the heavyweight championship for America myself." The ailing trumpeter was obviously disappointed that Floyd Patterson lost, the championship to Sweden's Ingemar Johansson at New York Friday night. But his lively interest was a good sign that he was on the road to recovery from the pneumonia that struck Tuesday. "It's all we can do to keep him in bed," his wife said. "He keeps jumping around like a rubber ball." Satchmo agreed he would like to "get this joint jumping." But when his physician told him to keep quiet and rest he meekly complied. Moron Succeeded is also on the executive committee of the Association for Higher Education and on the American Council on Education's Committee on Education and International Affairs. In addition to membership in several other national organizations, he serves as trustee of the National Society of Crippled Children and Adults and the National Council of United Service Organizations, Inc. Why Not A Sane Fourth Of July Time will bring again, Saturday, another national holiday, known and called the Fourth of July. People are making plans of various types as to how they will celebrate the Fourth. We are pitching this little suggestion out to you for the information it contains. The immortal Thomas Jefferson wrote the Declaration of Independence and the immortal George Washington, the flower of our earlier civilization, blew into its documents the breath of national life. Thus, we have a government of the people, for the people and by the people. As we approach this national holiday, prophets are predicting that hundreds of people will lose their lives because of negligence on their part or the part of someone else. If all safety rules that have been promulgated are religiously adhered to, it is possible and altogether probable that the large number of people that have been predicted will lose their lives will be mistaken. Too many people feel that they should do something extraordinary on the Fourth of July, and if extraordinary procedure as adopted by a large number of people, the forecast will probably come true. Why not a sane, safe Fourth of July? It is natural for Americans to greet the Fourth with a certain amount of enthusiasm and what have you. But just because it is the Fourth of July, and just because it is the day that America received her freedom from the Mother Country, England, that certainly doesn't give people the right to go crazy and do a lot of foolish things on that day. Some people are planning to make a long trip. They are also planning to fill their automobile tanks with gasoline in preparation of making the trip and far too many people foolishly, as they start on their way, fill their stomachs with alcoholic liquors, jump into an automobile, start up and down the highways and byways of our cities and states running at an excessive rate of speed, which is most dangerous. We have been told that alcohol and gasoline don't mix and that is true. If you are driving, don't drink; if you are drinking, don't drive. That was good advice scores of years ago and its good advice today. Those that plan to swim, be sure that you are not drinking as you plunge into swimming pools, the river, lake or what have you. You may be too hot and cramps ensue which results, many times, in unnecessary fatalities. Suppose we all use common sense in all of our habits during the Fourth. If we do, the estimated fatality rate will be noticeably reduced. The sane and safe way to observe the Fourth of July is the best way. Observe all rules and ordinances of safe driving, refuse to fill your stomach with alcoholic liquors and refuse to do other things that are extraordinarily radical and foolish. Of course it's natural to picnic, but it should be done in a safe, sane manner. Suppose we all observe the common sense prescription and when the Fourth of July comes and goes, the people will have defeated the estimated number that is predicted will lose their lives on the Fourth. Promises Made historic 1954 desegregation ruling. The action puts 70 white and 70 Negro teachers out of work. The county board of supervisors voted a month ago to close the schools in defiance of an integration order handed down by the Fourth U. S. Circuit Court of Appeals, which canceled a seven-year integration delay granted by Federal Judge Sterling Hutcheson of Richmond. The supervisors made their action final last Friday by adopting a budget for the fiscal year starting Wednesday with no money included for education. The same day, the Supreme Court refused a petition by the county school board asking a delay of the integration order pending a full appeal. The white teachers have been promised employment by the Prince Edward School Foundation which plans to educate the white students in makeshift facilities including churches and lodge halls. No plans have been made to educate the Negroes, and most of the Negro teachers plan to seek jobs elsewhere rather than await the outcome of a suit promised by NAACP Attorney Oliver W. Hill in an effort to force the county to appropriate school money and operate integrated classes. White Marine "got pleasure out of using force with women" and had committed similar offenses in Atlanta and Jacksonville, Fla., and had tried unsuccessfully to rape two girls in Savannah, Ga. Davis stated from the witness stand that the sheriff's testimony was "incorrect." The victim of the alleged attempted rape May 6 by Sharpe was the 21-year-old wife of a Parris Island Marine. She was the first prosecution witness called. Sharpe was charged with breaking into the home and attempting to rape the woman. However, she said she was able to fight him off. South Carolina law forbids publication of the victim's name in rape cases. Dr. O. C. Maxwell quet were: Mrs. Roy Love; Mrs. O. C. Crivens, Mrs. Van Malone; Rev. J. C. Wade at Omaha, Neb.; Rev. and Mrs. E. H. Johnson, Mrs. Carrie Brown of Des Moines, Iowa; Mrs. Ivorie Vessell, Mr. and Mrs. Lee Talley; Miss Dorothy Talley, Mrs. A. V. Roland, Earl Bogan, Mr. and Mrs. William Felton, Mrs. Velma Phillip; Mr. and Mrs. James Perkins, Mr. and Mrs. Charles Crawford, Mrs. Rosie Buford, Jacob White, Mrs. Willye Branch; Mr. and Mrs. James White and daughter, Patricia; Mrs. Allie Macklin, Mrs. Rosa Etta Woods, Mrs. Odessa Boyd, Mr. M. L. Cartwright; E. L. Reams, Jr.; Mr. and Mrs. W. L. King, Mrs. Annie Lou Thornton, Mrs. Pearl Anderson. And James Shell, Mrs. Willie C. Burrs, Miss Shirley Reed, Mr. and Mrs. B. T. Lewis, Mrs. E. Hall, Miss Willade Cole, Miss Virginia Hopkins, Mrs. Mary Tuson, Mr. and Mrs. Ernest Williams, Mrs. Bell Walsb and daughter, Wanda; Mr. and Mrs. Charles Lewis, Mr. and Mrs. Collin Rhodes; Louis Adkins, Mrs. Lucille Gillian; Thomas O. Crivens, Crawford Barron, Mrs. Julia Fisher, Mr. and Mrs. G. W. Covington, Mrs. Mary Williams, Mrs. Effie Young. Mrs. Blanch Cooper, Sunny Cooper, Mrs. Cora Hudson, Henry Coren, Cassel Brown, Mrs. Rosie Carter; Mr. and Mrs. Calvin Casey and daughter, Sheridan; Mrs. Janet Yates Mrs. Francis Yates Mr. and Mrs. James Gaither and son James; Will Davis; Tyros Imgram, Mrs. Margaret McCall; Mrs. Charolett Davis, Mr. and Mrs. Eddie Hayes, Mrs. Ann E Moore of St. Louis, Mo., Mr. and Mrs. William Yates; Argretta Crivens, Alva Crivens, Beverly Allen, Patricia Harris, Verdia Foster Helen Bowen, Jesse Pratcher; John Bowens, Charles Wilson, L. Horton, Mrs. A. Braxton, Mrs. B. Oakley, Mrs. L. Butler; Mrs. Ruby McCall. 16th Annual Race a public lecture. Formerly a Fisk staff member, Dr. Bond has had extensive teaching and administrative experience at the college level. He directed an educational survey of West Africa in 1949. He is the author of Education of the Negro in the American Social Order and Education in Alabama, A Study in Cotton and Steel. He won the Educational Research Association of America award for the letter in 1940 and the Susan Colver Resenberger Prize for an outstanding the in the social sciences. The first week's program also included: Dr. Richard Scammon. "Population Change and Civil Rights," Tuesday morning, June 30; Patrick, Malin, "Civil Liberties Implications of the Civil Rights Struggle" and Dr. Ina C. Brown. "The 'Race' Concept Reconsidered in the Contest of Recent Issues," Thursday morning, July 2; Joseph Monserratt, "The Struggle of the Puerto Rican Citizens for Equal Opportunity," and Helen Peterson "Legislation and the Implementation of Rights of the American Indian," Friday morning, July 3. Morning sessions begin at 8:00 and 10 a. m. Evening lectures begin at 8 p. m. All the first week's presentations were given in Park-Johnson Hall auditorium. Attorney Thurgood Marshall, Chief Counsel for the National Association for the Advancement of Colored People, is among the Institute's staff for the second week of the meeting. Marshall is to discuss "Next Steps in the Legal Struggle for Full Citizenship Rights" and "The Organizational and Action Task of the NAACP in the South." Jesse Johnson, Field Representative, the President's Committee on Government Contracts, is also to speak during the second week. His topic is "Implementing Fair Employment Practices through Federal Initiative." Other lecturers on the program are: Albert R. Vogeler of the National Manpower Council, Columbia University; Dr. Ross C?chy, Executive Director, the President's Committee on Government Employment Policy; and Arthur Levin, Regional Director, the Anti-Defamation League of B'nai B'rith. Major civil rights and human relations organizations to be represented at the conference include: the American Civil Liberties Union; the Anti-Defamation League of B'nai B'rith; Canadian Mental Health Association; Council for Christian Social Action; United Church of Christ; Council on Hu man Relations in Arkansas, Florida, North Carolina and Virginia; the National Association for the Advancement of Colored People, the National Conference of Christians and Jews, the National Congress of American Indians, the Presbyterian Social Relation Commission, the President's Committee on Government Contract Compliance, the President's Committee on Government Employment Policy and the Puerto Rican Migration Service. Human relations films are slated for three special showings. "Segregation in the South," The Burden of Truth," "Crisis in Levittown" and "A City Decides," are among the films to be presented. Afternoon clinic discussions will explore methods and approaches in human relations, work, covering such areas as (1) equal opportunity in housing; (2) intergroup organizational work in the South; (3) intergroup work in the church; and (4) the functions and objectives of leadership. THURGOOD MARSHALL a public lecture. Formerly a Fisk staff member, Dr. Bond has had extensive teaching and administrative experience at the college level. He directed an educational survey of West Africa in 1949. He is the author of Education of the Negro in the American Social Order and Education in Alabama, A Study in Cotton and Steel. He won the Educational Research Association of America award for the letter in 1940 and the Susan Colver Resenberger Prize for an outstanding the in the social sciences. The first week's program also included: Dr. Richard Scammon. "Population Change and Civil Rights," Tuesday morning, June 30; Patrick, Malin, "Civil Liberties Implications of the Civil Rights Struggle" and Dr. Ina C. Brown. "The 'Race' Concept Reconsidered in the Contest of Recent Issues," Thursday morning, July 2; Joseph Monserratt, "The Struggle of the Puerto Rican Citizens for Equal Opportunity," and Helen Peterson "Legislation and the Implementation of Rights of the American Indian," Friday morning, July 3. Morning sessions begin at 8:00 and 10 a. m. Evening lectures begin at 8 p. m. All the first week's presentations were given in Park-Johnson Hall auditorium. Attorney Thurgood Marshall, Chief Counsel for the National Association for the Advancement of Colored People, is among the Institute's staff for the second week of the meeting. Marshall is to discuss "Next Steps in the Legal Struggle for Full Citizenship Rights" and "The Organizational and Action Task of the NAACP in the South." Jesse Johnson, Field Representative, the President's Committee on Government Contracts, is also to speak during the second week. His topic is "Implementing Fair Employment Practices through Federal Initiative." Other lecturers on the program are: Albert R. Vogeler of the National Manpower Council, Columbia University; Dr. Ross C?chy, Executive Director, the President's Committee on Government Employment Policy; and Arthur Levin, Regional Director, the Anti-Defamation League of B'nai B'rith. Major civil rights and human relations organizations to be represented at the conference include: the American Civil Liberties Union; the Anti-Defamation League of B'nai B'rith; Canadian Mental Health Association; Council for Christian Social Action; United Church of Christ; Council on Hu man Relations in Arkansas, Florida, North Carolina and Virginia; the National Association for the Advancement of Colored People, the National Conference of Christians and Jews, the National Congress of American Indians, the Presbyterian Social Relation Commission, the President's Committee on Government Contract Compliance, the President's Committee on Government Employment Policy and the Puerto Rican Migration Service. Human relations films are slated for three special showings. "Segregation in the South," The Burden of Truth," "Crisis in Levittown" and "A City Decides," are among the films to be presented. Afternoon clinic discussions will explore methods and approaches in human relations, work, covering such areas as (1) equal opportunity in housing; (2) intergroup organizational work in the South; (3) intergroup work in the church; and (4) the functions and objectives of leadership. 4 OBJECTIVES a public lecture. Formerly a Fisk staff member, Dr. Bond has had extensive teaching and administrative experience at the college level. He directed an educational survey of West Africa in 1949. He is the author of Education of the Negro in the American Social Order and Education in Alabama, A Study in Cotton and Steel. He won the Educational Research Association of America award for the letter in 1940 and the Susan Colver Resenberger Prize for an outstanding the in the social sciences. The first week's program also included: Dr. Richard Scammon. "Population Change and Civil Rights," Tuesday morning, June 30; Patrick, Malin, "Civil Liberties Implications of the Civil Rights Struggle" and Dr. Ina C. Brown. "The 'Race' Concept Reconsidered in the Contest of Recent Issues," Thursday morning, July 2; Joseph Monserratt, "The Struggle of the Puerto Rican Citizens for Equal Opportunity," and Helen Peterson "Legislation and the Implementation of Rights of the American Indian," Friday morning, July 3. Morning sessions begin at 8:00 and 10 a. m. Evening lectures begin at 8 p. m. All the first week's presentations were given in Park-Johnson Hall auditorium. Attorney Thurgood Marshall, Chief Counsel for the National Association for the Advancement of Colored People, is among the Institute's staff for the second week of the meeting. Marshall is to discuss "Next Steps in the Legal Struggle for Full Citizenship Rights" and "The Organizational and Action Task of the NAACP in the South." Jesse Johnson, Field Representative, the President's Committee on Government Contracts, is also to speak during the second week. His topic is "Implementing Fair Employment Practices through Federal Initiative." Other lecturers on the program are: Albert R. Vogeler of the National Manpower Council, Columbia University; Dr. Ross C?chy, Executive Director, the President's Committee on Government Employment Policy; and Arthur Levin, Regional Director, the Anti-Defamation League of B'nai B'rith. Major civil rights and human relations organizations to be represented at the conference include: the American Civil Liberties Union; the Anti-Defamation League of B'nai B'rith; Canadian Mental Health Association; Council for Christian Social Action; United Church of Christ; Council on Hu man Relations in Arkansas, Florida, North Carolina and Virginia; the National Association for the Advancement of Colored People, the National Conference of Christians and Jews, the National Congress of American Indians, the Presbyterian Social Relation Commission, the President's Committee on Government Contract Compliance, the President's Committee on Government Employment Policy and the Puerto Rican Migration Service. Human relations films are slated for three special showings. "Segregation in the South," The Burden of Truth," "Crisis in Levittown" and "A City Decides," are among the films to be presented. 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