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VOL. VII NO. 17
[ "HANDY ANDY" ) B<l SUSIE REVELS CAYTON % A steamer which lay at the wharf of Xew Orleans en route for St. Louis, one hot summer day in July, was a little late in leaving the port, and on her ample deck all was busy bustle. John Watson, the mate, was just about to give the signal that the stage-plank be drawn up, when a man stepped before him and asked, "Could you use another deckhand, sir?" He did not reply at once, as was his wont, lint stood silently sur veying his man. "How far are you going?" he finally asked, when the surveying process had exceeded all bounds of endurance. "To St. Louis," was the answer. "You don't look much like a rouster," said the mate, a d for John Watson this was an . msual admission, for, to him, "a nigger's a nigger always." His remark had been prompted, however, by tw oreasons: first, his nature was such that he wanted to see all wages well earned, if not over earned, and the stranger did not seem adequately strong; and, sec ondly, there was something in the personnel of the man who stood be fore him which elevated him fai above that group of half-clad, crouching specimens of humanity who stood near by, waiting to jump at his next command. "1 can do the work, sir," the stranger calmly replied. The mate did not like the applicant's appear ance, but he needed more help, *o he whipped out a notebook and pen cil: "\\ hat's your name?" he asked abruptly. "William Kelson," said the stranger. "All aboard!" cried the mate, as he hurriedly scrawled something in his notebook and passed down the stage-plank, Kelson following closely in his wake. The bell rang out quick and sharp, the gang-plank swung upward, the great wheel splashed and spluttered, and the steamer was soon in mid-rivet dense columns of smoke mark ing her course as far as the eye could follow. It is a custom among the deck hands, when the boat is not too heavily freighted, to while away the time between landings in various ways, such as singing, dancing, play ing games of cards and holding mock church meetings. This is often done for the edification of some upper deck passenger to whom the South ern rousfer is .-) revelation, and who scatters dimes among them in return for their entertainment, which, to say the least, is crude, weird and at times extremely boisterous. How ever, as these rough, uncultured voices join in singing some simple ballad, ever and anon there falls upon the listener's ear a harmony of sound, a sweet, chiming ca dence that whispers, ere it fade* into silence, of a natural musical ability, the possibilities of powers given, yet doomed to die unknown. Kelson saw all and heard all as his fellow deckhands thus spent their leisure moinen'*, but he kindly yet firmly refused their related efforts to draw him in likewise. His re fusal brought forth their censure, and their leader, a great, burly man with about 40 years behind him, who wore the nickname of Handy Andy, vowed to revenge himself on the ''stuck-up stranger." Because he would not stoop to their level they, as the truly ignorant always do, hated him for having one of his own on which to stand, and from that time on the trip was made even more unbearable for Kelson than the cir cumstance* themselves would nat urally warrant. It was no difficult ta.sk for men who knew how to take advantage of the size and shape of the freight to be handled to throw the heavier weight on Kelson, and that was done on every occasion. Kelson stood it well, and regardless of the fact that his head and back soon began to ache dreadfully, kept up with the others. Observing this. Handy Andy said, "We must burn him, boys," and at the next landing the rousters, who always walked rap idly, broke into a slow run and freighted in a trot. It was high noon, and the hot July sun proved almost more than Kelson could stand. There were times when in descending the stage-plank he stumbled, for all was dark before him for a moment, but a sneer from .-ome of the men or a mocking laugh from Handy Andy, who seemed to exceed all of the others in the amount of enjoyment gotten out of his discomfort, caused him to quick ly fall into line again, and little won der, if when hurriedly raising his arm to wipe the perspiration from his burning brow, great tears wrung from his inmost heart, unknown to any, were wiped away also. Kelson never knew where he got the strength to pass through that day and night. The next day the perse cution ceased, as it apparently dis concerted him not in the least, and in its stead Handy Andy inaugu rated a plan whereby they complete ly ignored his presence. Thus the days and nights passed till on the morrow they were to have reached Missouri's bustling city, St. Louis. Sunset on the river is a beautiful sight: the last long, red rays of light sinking lower and lower till linger ingly they leave the boat and lav ui>on the bosom of the river, later," and to all appearances the waters' The SEATTLE REPUBLICAN have swallowed them up, for all is darkness, black, inky darkness, save here ami there on the steamer where bright lights make it look like some creature of life plowing on and on amid the darkness. And thus it was on our steamer when suddenly a scream rang out, followed by a splash in the water, and a human body sank beneath the surface of the water. "Man overboard!" rang out the cry. More lights were quickly brought. '• Tis Handy Andy," screamed the mate, as he hastily scanned his men to see who was miss ing. "My God! the man can't swimf' he added, as Andy's head rose above the surface and disap peared again. All was eager sus pense, and a thrill of terror ran through the watching ones as Andy's head again came above and again disappeared. The silence was next Token by exclamations of surprise as.a man in their midst snatched off his coat, took a running lea]) and love beneath the water close to the *pot where And was last seen. Twas only a few moments, yet seem- Qgly an age. when Andy's head '.gain appeared above, and close to it i man who immediately grabbed Andy and held him afloat The watchers pressed closer to the Iwat's dge and the lights disclosed Andy's ainting condition, while holding iiim up and lighting for life could ';e seen the butt of his recent dis ileasure, the small man Kelson. Then for the first time some one thought of a rope. It was thrown to them. Xone too soon, for Andy was not by any means a light weight, md Kelson was well exhausted from he hardness of the trip. A boat was lowered, and the two men were in a short time safe on board the steamer. 'Give Andy your attention," said Kelson as he hied away to his bunk and was seen no more that night. The wharf of St. Louis and the steamer unloaded. The rousters settled with, and Kelson had stepped )tf of the gang-plank for the last time, when some one just behind him <poke: "I would like to say a word to you." He turned to see Handy Andy, who was by that time quite recovered and considerably cleaner, from his fall into the river. The man's chest was heaving, his eyes -wain as if he would burst into tears. "T owe you an apology, stranger." he it last said, "for I made it as hard for you as [ could. I told the boys to burn you 'cause I thought you thought you was the man of us all, md you ends by saving my life and I finds that you is the man." Tears Fere now trickling over his hardened 'eatures. "Would you give me your land in parting?" he asked, as he Hilled his battered hat from his head md stood uncovered in the hot sun, in humble, dejected yet grateful 'rally. Kelson grasped the proffered 'land, and holding it in his said: •Come, Andy, let us go under yon ler shed. I would like for you to .ell me something of your life. T night be able to aid you in some vav." "There ain't much to tell mybody, dear knows," said Andy, when he and Kelson had climbed ipon a cotton bale beneath the shed nd in full view of the steamer. "T lon't know who I is nor where I ■ome from; don't even es much es enow my own name. My first mem tties is of a woman in New Orleans vho said she were my mother. I lever believed her: I always hated 'ier: don't know why as I did, but I lid. Well, when I were eight years >ld T run off from her and has never -eed her since. I went from hand o mouth, from place to place ever since. The only name T ever knowed was Andy, what she called me, and he boys, "cause T allers could turn my hand to do anything, calls me Handy Andy. And that's all the -tory as I has to tell, for it'? all 1 'cnows." "Well, Andy," said Kel son, '•truly you have not had much >f a chance, yet your story interests ne greatly, for I am in search of a nan whose story I do not know, but who, like you, when a child was in he care of a woman who was not his ■nother. How well she kept her •harge 1 know not. I'll tell you the tory in full," he continued, "as you iave trusted me with yours. I)ur ng the last of the slavery days my nother was married and gave birth :o a baby boy, whom, as she was liiring out her time, she paid a woman to keep for her. This woman suddenly disappeared one night, tak ing the baby with her. She went South, mother afterwards learned, but she could not trace her. That has been just forty years ago. Since then my mother has married again. and I am her youngest child by her last husband, who has but recently died. He left us well fixed here in the city of St. Louis, but mother. who is now quite elderly, still be moans the loss of her first born, and it was to seek his whereabouts that 1 went to Xew Orleans." "Did you (md him?" asked Handy, who had followed the narrative witii close at tention. "Xo," said Kelson, "I failed most miserably, and just for the experience, which I must say T bought at a rather high price, I worked my way up on your steamer." "t hope the boy fared bettern I did/ said Andy, "for Mary Malone was 'anything but—" "Mary Malone!" MEM WM© WJIH If BE ELECTED BY THE REPUBLICANS HON. S. A. CALVERT Candidate for State Land Commissioner TUESDAY, Na¥o <bth NEXT screamed Nelson; "do you know her? That's the name of tlie woman who ran away with my baby brother." "Mary Malone is the name of the woman who claims to Ik 1 my mother," said Andy. "Tell me," cried Kelson eagerly, ''what kind of a looking woman is this Mary Malone." "A tall, good-look ing. Indian-like woman with the scar »f a burn on her right hand." "The same," exclaimed Nelson. "Andy," cried he, as lie threw both arms around the huge form which he had struggled so hard to save from a watery grave, "you are my brother! Come home with me; mother is wait ing for you, Andy." But Andy un wound the arms from about him and slid down from*the cotton bale. For a few moments his rough, weather beaten face was turned upward towards where Nelson still sat; on it was depicted all the despairing yearning of a man whose empty heart (raves home and love, of a man who feels that the tide of hope 's fast flowing from him. "Xo," he -aid. "not there. Nelson. T is glad to know that I has a mother, hut ?uch as I is has do right to such a one as lias a boy like you; so T still has nit mother. Yes. I is proud, too. of a brother like you. Proud to know that somebody as is kin to me is a man like what I has always wanted to be. I'll be happier 'cause of having found that I has a good moth.tr and a brother who's a man,, SEATTLE, WASHINGTON, FRIDAY, AUGUST 5, 1900. JUDGE HENRY O. McBRIDE Republican Candidate f&r Lieutenant-Governor but such as I is, is not fer the likes of your home, so tell your mother that her boy is dead, fur he is, fur I ain't nobody, just Handy Andy." He drew his arm across his face as if to wipe away something which prevented his seeing, pulled his hat well over his eyes, and without as much as another look at Nelson, per haps fearing he would fall from his resolution did he venture even one short glance, walked clown to the steamer in the rolling ga-it common to the Southern rouster, descended the stage-plank, and a moment later the mate had enrolled among the deckhands for the return trip—the name of Handy Andy. , ' PEUSOXAL. Rev. Prince, the Baptist mission ary sent to Seattle to administer to the heavenly wants of the Afro- Americans, has laid aside his divine medicine and is now preaching poli tics with a Bryan twang. Rev. Prince is himself not yet a voter. Mrs. Mathew Brown writes from Tesla. Cal., saying that her mother and children are well pleased with their new home, and that she, Mrs. Brown, is rapidly regaining her health. Mr. and Mrs. Perm are both well pleased. There will be a musicale given iri the A. M,, E. church, on Fourteenth j L. C. SMITH Candidate for Kinij County Commissioner avenue and Madison street, next Tuesday evening, at which all are cordially invited to be present. Mr. and Mrs. John 11. Ryan, who; thought of entering the journalistic! arena of Seattle, has decided to try Tacoma. as it is a more inviting field. Editor Gideon S. Bailey spent last Sunday in Franklin, where, it is re ported, he and H. l\. Jones indulged in calling each other pleasant names. Invitations to an Odd Fellows' ball to be given by the Mount Rainier lodge, of Taeoma, have Keen received ! by Seattle's Afro-American " too." Rev. X. 1). Harfefield and Dr. Prince, of Newcastle, were Seattle visitors this week. John Jacob Gayton -peaks of at tending the fruit fair at Spokane next week. Telephone Main 305 for The Re publican to come for your legal no tices. Fine optical work done with neat ness and dispatch. M. A. Goldman, 101 Second avenue, P>urke building The Republican's office is just three doors north of Cherry and Third—Tl2 Third. For the opening of the new Grand Opera house next Monday night, the management have secured a big at traction, consisting of Ferris Hart man, the popular comedian of the Tivoli Opera house in San Francisco, and the famous comic opera com pany of that theater, who will pre sent here for the week and usual matinees, the well-known musical, farcical comedy "Ship Ahoy," winch is one of the Tivoli's most pronounc ed successes. Supporting Hartman there is a company of fifty people, and "Ship Ahoy" will be produced here with all the original scenery, costumes and effects. The ''prince of comedians," as Hartman is well termed, comes here after a seven years" continuous engagement at the Tivoli —sufficient proof, if any is needed, as to hi 9 popularity and tal ent. Among those who appear with him in "Ship Ahoy" are such well known favorites as Bernice Holmes. Julie Cotte, Justina Wayne. Ida Si. Aul.vn, Hazel Banger, Flo Miller. Lois and Harry Cashman, Tom Guise, Fred Kavanagh, Emile I>ar angon. Frank Pruette, etc The chorus consists of thirty of the pret tiest girls ever seen on the stage, and the performance will be identical with those given in San Francisco. The Republican's office, 712 Third avenue, one door north of Seattle theater. 1 AFRO-AMERICANISM I t In the UNITED STATES $ Ttiiniimnrrinni»nmniiinmfinnnnii^f The very latest dodge that the Democrats have taken to capture colored votes in this campaign is to belittle Col. Roosevelt by saying that he would have lost the day at San Juan Hill and would have been court-martialed if it had not been for the Tenth cavalry, which is a colored company, going to his res cue. That the famous fighting Tenth did play a most conspicuous part in that deadly day's proceed ings no one denies for a single min ute, and. if you please, saved the day to Roosevelt, then they did not do any more than was a soldier's duty. It was the concentrated ef forts of all those fighting at San Juan that saved the day to the American army, and had any part of the whole shirked in a single in stance the day would have been lost, and what turned out to be one of the most brilliant victories in modern warfare would have proven a most disastrous failure and the United States army disgraced. For the sole sake of argument let's admit that the colored soldiers were the "whole shooting match" in that gallant charge; then is it not strange that the Democrat* never cared to hear of that until they thought it would get them a few Negro votes?- The colored soldiers that made that charge and who, according to the darling Democrats, are more deserv ing of praise than Col. Roosevelt, had to pass through the South on their return from Cuba, and in Ar kansas a pitched battle was held in one of the towns with the Demo cratic mossbacks because the colored soldiers dared get off the train as they were passing through the state. The colored soldiers were hooted and sneered at by the Southern Democrats at every town they passed through in the South. Storms of protests were sent in to the war de partment from Southern towns that no Negro troops be quartered near any Southern city. It was but a few days ago that the Tillmanites of South Carolina compelled one of the best drilled colored companies to disband in that state because De mocracy could not stand to see Negro soldiers. Then it has been but a few months ago that the Dem ocratic citizens in and about Fort Ringold, Texas, decided to drive the j Negro soldiers from that fort and ' openly th-<<\ 021 them. It wa.<=_ re turned by the heroes of San Juan with such deadly results that those thugs soon found out for once they had run op against the real thing, and the black boys have since had no more trouble from that source. Yes. Mr. Democrat, the Negro is a brave soldier and fights like a hero for his country, but you never care to acknowledge that fact unless you think you can get a few Negro votes in the North, where you find it ut terly impossible to disfranchise the Negroes. How strange that you would want a vote from a Negro in the North, East or West, so low and ignorant is the Negro vote from your standpoint. If the Negro vote is not good enough to put you into office in South Carolina, North Car olina, Louisiana, Mississippi and other Southern states it should not be good enough to put you into office in the Northern states, for it's a poor rule that will not work both ways. * * * Rev. H. C. C. Astwood, of Brook lyn,. N. V., ex-United States consul to St. Domingo, and at present pas .tor of the Bridge Street African Methodist Episcopal thurch, was present at an informal gathering held at the headquarters of the Phil adelphia Branch Afro-American Council, 1426 Lombard street, re cently. Rev. Dr. Astwood, in speak ing of the duty of the black man in the present campaign and his obli gation to the Republican party, said: "There never was a time when the race needed wise counsels as much as now. We are being discriminated against in every conceivable way, our constitutional rights are being abridged by the Democratic party of the South in an outrageous man ner; in the Democratic city of New York we are being assailed by Dem ocratic police officers; our homes are entered and sick men and women pulledfrom their beds'and from the common carriers, clubbed and taken to jail for no other cause than the color of their skin. We are driven from employment by the foreign pauper hordes, and we have really no abiding place where we are not hunted and haunted by Southern prejudice. My advice to the colored people is to respect their manhood . and resent the unjust discrimination , against our liberties by the Demo cratic party and- stand by the party , of equal rights, who enfranchised us by wise and patriotic legislation. Let . us be strong and uncompromising in i our support of President McKinley, . our wise and patriotic ruler. Tlis de | nunciation of the methods of the | Democratic party in discriminating against our liberties should get for him the admiration and praise of the I entire race. , _ "The lost opportunity of the Na tional Afro-American Council was when it failed to rebuke, condemn PRICE FIVE CENTS and denounce the Democratic party, and register its protest against the election of Mr. Bryan, who stands upon its platform proclaimed hy Mr. Tillman, the arch enemy of the Negro throughout the country. It showed cowardice and ingratitude when it did not have the courage to indorse, commend and pledge its support to the Republican party, which has fed, protected and en riched the race from reconstruction down. It should have pledged its' support to President Mclvinley, one of the wisest, best and most patri otic presidents we ever had. As a race and representative organization, the "National Afro-American Coun cil is a failure and should give place to another." * * * Black men who are contemplating voting for Bryan, and thus follow the leadership of the good Bishop Turner, may find some consolation for that by reading the following dispatch: "Montgomery, Ala., Oct. 2.—Lin iield Townsend, a Negro, was burned at -the stake at Eclectic, Elmore county, fifteen miles from Wetump ka, Ak., this afternoon. He is al leged to have assaulted Mrs. Lonnie Harrington, a white woman of that vicinity." * * * Comes now the report from Geor gia, the' home of the venerable Bishop Turner, the noted African Methodist divine, who has made up his mind to aid in the election of the Democratic mouthpiece, William Jennings Bryan, to the presidency of the United States, owing, of course, to the brilliant inducements he and his party hold out to better the conditions of the Xegro in the South and other sections of this country, that the Georgia Democrats having charge of the convict camps of that state make no hesitancy in capturing innocent colored men and women and pressing them into con vict service and keeping them there for years. When the word "inno cent" is referred to in this connec tion it does not mean the hundreds of accused Negroes who go through with a mock trial as the Negroes are-, given by the Southern Democrat- In'every state" soufK*'&? flic and Dixon line, but colored men, women and children are cap tured in highways and herded into those miserable bullpens and doomed to life imprisonment, and not one word of objection is heard from the authorities. Little girls and boys are pressed into service who do not ex ceed 10 years in age, and there doomed to a life of convict impris onment, on no other charge than that they are Negroes. This is being done by those selfsame Democrats who are shouting for the release of the Filipinos from a humane stand point. Right here in America inno cent people are captured from their farms and homes and driven off to slavery because they are black peo ple, and the Democratic party being in power in those states where such ia perpetrated, the law offers no re sistance. That's the kind of cattle that Bishop Turner is supporting for the presidency of the United States and declaring that they will do more toward elevating the Amer ican Negro than President McKin ley and his associates. While Presi dent McKinley is appointing Ne groes to leading positions of honor and trust in the state of Georgia, the Democrats are in other sections of the state chasing colored men, women and children from their homes without cause or justification, and on capturing them consign them to convict life imprisonment with out the form of a trial. It ought to be an easy matter for Bishop Turner and all other colored folk in the North to see who is the friend of the Negro. Can water rise higher than its level? If it cannot, then how in heaven's name can any more be expected of Bryan as president of the United States than from the men who are lesponsible for him being there? The Democrats all over the South are doing all in their power to strike down the Negro; those Democrats in the North do not fail to render their Southern breth ren all the assistance in the form of national legislation or attempted legislation to carry out their nefari ous plans; hence the Northern Negro, whose manhood and public rights are zealously guarded by the Republican party, has a perfect right to do all in his power to defeat the party that is holding his head under the water. If there is a leading colored man in the United States that should he commended for his good political judgment (?) that man is the good liishop Turner, who is advising the Northern Negroes, the only Negroes in the United States that enjoy the elective fran chise, to vote for the party that is yearly disfranchising every Negro that it possibly can. The Republican is now in the new one-story Lippy block, opposite Bon ney & Stewart's.