THE WASHINGTON TIMES. TUESDAY, JULY -22, 1919.
Police Stations Refuge Centers For Terrified Families Who Fled From Bullets
wounded' in night
Race war galloped wildly through the streets of Wash
ington last night, reaping a death roll of four and a list of
wounded running into the hundreds.
Bands of whites and blacks hunted each other like
clansmen throughout the night, the blood-feud growing
steadily.. From nightfall to nearly dawn ambulances bore
their steady stream of dead and wounded to the hospitals.
BRAVE DETECTIVE KILLED.
The red night cost Washington the lives of a cour
ageous policeman, Detective Sergeant Wilson, of the
Wilsonwas shot' through the heart by a firebrand ne
gro girl. Carrie -Minor Johnson, seventeen, turned to
sniping from the. s!Sistory window of her home, 220 G
street northwest, anoRdetective decided to go up and get
her. He broke opm tn?door and reached the stairs when
k bullet felled him.
Inspector Grant hurried Wilson, to an automobile,
which, flashed down Pennsylvania avenue at terrific speed.
The machine. skidded beyond control and in front of the
Willard it leaped the street car platforms and crashed into
a store front near Poli's Theater. Wilson died on his way to
Emergency Hospital, probably before the accident
MANY ARE WOUNDED.
The death of Wilson camfc zl the climax of a night
nf fprrnr and bloodshed.
Long before midnight the number of the wounded had
mounted into scores, and though the early morning hours
brought a lull, it tyf rio means put an end to the rioting.
The hospitals were crowded, Emergency alone having thirty-seven
There is no precedent in Washington's history for such
a raccjiot as this, and the law-abiding element of 'the town
was amazed at the .sight of-law. and -order- toppled, .pvr.jn
"the '-flame' of "the. "sinister passjons' engenderedvirr the past
Police stations -became refuge centers for terrified fam
ilies of both races, mobs congregated sullenly, street cars
and automobiles were stoned, revolvers were shot almost
at ramgm, fists and knives were used in pitched fights be
tween gangs which welcomed the chance of mixing it, and
police and the military who patrolled various sections trust
ed largely to a kindly Providence to saving the city utterly
from the horrors -of mob rule.
' EARLY SIGNS OF TROUBLE.
The forecast of a vicious night came early before 7
o'clock, whetrthe whole negro section centered at Seventh
and U streets northwest seemed aflame with mob anger
over the invasion of their normally placid neighborhood by
Hundreds of them herded together fearfully, with
their easily-fired blood lashed to fury by the slick talk of
a few riot leaders, who were nursing grudges and mobiliz
ing pent-up race consciousness.
Along U street the bands of blacks moved uneasily, gaining
recruits as the sullen whispers spread, and within an hour a mob
Df more than 400 was in march.
It swooped down upon a street car, at Eleventh and U
streets northwest, stoned it, and tried to rough the motorman.
From the Eighth precinct station, a block distant, police
and provost guards hurried ta the rescue of the car crew. One
of the negroes tried to gain posession of a policeman's club; guns
were drawn, but no blood was shed.
OUTBREAKS THROUH SECTION.
Then U street seethed with minor riots running from Four
teenth street through to New Jersey avenue, and all the lace-work
of settlements between, and there were sporadic outbraks at
tended by casualties all through the section.
It seemed the focal point, the generating center of the whole
spirit of midsummer mob madness which splashed all over the
city's map before 9 o'clock last night.
The U street mob stood menacingly in front of the Eighth
precinct station for a while, but made no gesture of violence.
The whites of the neighborhood had observed the gathering of
the negroes and scented trouble.
Scores of women and children sought refuge at the station
fcs a brawl 'at Seventh and T streets, involving the wounding of
several persons, was reported. Forty marines reached the precinct
to assist the reserves at 9 o'clock.
Then the situation in the northwest calmed down somewhat
and rose almost to fever pitch in other sections noticeably in
the southwest, where guerrilla warfare and curbstone sniping with
various missiles was continuous throughout the night.
At Second and L streets northwest, an ugly mob congre
gated, but did no violence, and a fragment of its force under
police dispersal moved into the downtown section, where the
crowds grew hour by hour.
In the early evening the whites were in the great majority,
with soldiers and marines patrolljng everywhere, but after the
theaters and "movies" had been emptied, an4 the traffic of -an
ordinary July evening had vanished there was a furtive re-appearance
of blacks steadily increasing in" number. . - .
Attacks on street .cars, on Salvation Array headquarters on automo
biles kept phones ringing frantically for- more than three hours and
ambulances clanging incessantly in all parts of town.
At times the mob outrages on both sides of the color-line were so
staged as to suggest a fine Machiavellian hand back of them all and
pulling the wires.
A few minutes later organized race war seemed splintered into
frsgiBjcts -and mere' aimless anarchy and -passion reigned;
By PAUL O'NEILL.
"The devil is abroad tonight
Keep a good hold on your riot
sticks. Don't turn your back on
anyone. Shoot to kill if' necessary.
And fire to the right or left of
This succinct warning was voiced
by Capt Robert E. Doyle, of the
Eighth precinct station, 900 block
U street northwest, speaking to the
patrolmen under his command
shortly before eight o'clock last
There sre . approximately 26,000
negroes livin'g in the Second pre
cinct. Captain Doyle prophesied
trouble. He prophesied lots of
trouble before the wee sma'
hours, when a lull in the rioting
might be expected.
Proved Good Prophet.
Captain Doyle was right. The devil
was abroad. And hand-in-hand with
death, he wielded the scythe for eight
solid hours tn ihe night through the
Eighth precinct. To the wee sma'
hours. Captain Doyle was a good
1 arrived at the Eighth precinct sta
tion shortly after 7 oV:lock. It wa3
still broad daylight. But the crowd3
were collecting. The crowds were
composed entirely of negroes. 7 he
few white men about walked straight
down the street. They attended
strictly to business.
On the corner of Sixth and U
streets a negro sailor was harranguing
his fellows in a high, sing-song voice.
Sometimes his tones would sink al
most to a whisper. Then they would
rise to a fanatical shout. He at
tracted a crowd of about 600 persons.
Men and women. There was no loud
talKlng. The crowd "muttered. Then
grew silent. 4
"It's going to be a bad night to
night," a policeman told me. I later
ascertained that it was Patrolman
George C. Bunn, crack shot of the
Eighth precinct station. It "turned
out-to be a bad night for Patrolman
Bunn. Shot through the leg, Jie lay
sprawled out on the pavement but
I am getting ahead of my story. '
SUcnee Ik Bad.
"There is something uncanny about
that silence," another white man told
me. "Ugh, it reminds me of voodoo
Ism." There was tension in the air. Much
like the lull preceding a storm.
Everything very quiet. The trolley
cars and an occasional automobile
sounded unusually ominous in the si
lence. I started for the Eighth precinct
station. Before I was within a block
of the place a wild roar came from
the crowd at Sixth and U streets. I
was the only white man in .sight. I
turned around and saw that the
crowd had started my way.
"Here's where I go to the Emer
gency Hospital," I said to a. tree.
Ran Past Him.
But the mob paid no attention to
me, with the exception of an ugly
glance or two. As the negroes ran by
me I noticed many bulging hip pock
ets. And remembered that the sale
of firearms had been unusually heavy
in the city during the afternoon.
lt was lucky for me, as well as
other unarmed white men on the
btreet. that the crowd had not yet
worked itself, through mob psychol
ogy, into a state of frenzy.
A block further I came withjn
sight of the Eighth precinct station.
The mob had by this time scattered
into doorways and down side streets.
They were not prepared to attack
In front of the precinct station I
saw several men of the 63rd Infantry,
standing on guard. They carried
heavy army rifles with bayonets fix
ed. Regulation army revolvers were
slung at their hips. The flaps of the
revolver cases were opened. Each in
fantryman wore a red brassard about
his sleeve. On the brassard were tht
letters "P. G." in white. Provost
The soldiers were backed up by
several burly policemen. The blue
coals were unbuttoned. And revolver
butts peered out between brass but
tons. Each policeman carried a riot
I joined the crowd of soldiers. They
welcomed me with a grin.
"Hot time tonight," remarked ono
of the soldiers, asking me to hold his
rifle while he lit a cigarette.
The negroes drew a close ring
around us. They glanced at the rifles
and bayonets and revolvers. And
laughed Thy seemed to be getting
a good deal of fun out of something.
"CLEAR THE WAY. QUICK!"
came a yell from the station. The
negroes sobered quickly, and the
crowd about the station melted away.
The provost guards shouldered their
rifles and marched to a small riot two
blocks away on U street. It was the
first of the evening. The first of
many for the Eighth precinct station
in the black belt.
Car Held Up.
A street car had been held up by a
mob of negroes. Bricks had been
hurled through the windows of the
car. The crowd bcattered before we
got there. The motorman was pick
ing, up the pieces of broken glass.
He was swearing.
We lingered about that corner for
several minutes, the cynosure of cu
rious eyes which peered from door
ways and side streets, upstair win
dows and alleys.
Then we marched back to the pre
"Crowd collecting on Sixth street,"
came a oall from the desk sergeant.
So we started for Sixth street. I
Killed as He Tried to Arrest
DETECTIVE SERGEANT HARRY WILSON.
When he entered the second storyl room of a house -at 220 G
street northwest to arrest a colored girl firing at the crowds below,
Sergeant Wilson -was killed when the woman, firing as she hid
behind the bed, shot him through the heart as he made his way
into the room. He died on the way to Emergency Hospital. He is
survived by a wife and little daughter, two years old, both of
whom are now in Montreal, Canada.
walked along between two provost
guardsmen with fixed bayonets on
On the way. to Sixth street, I was
halted by a colored man.
"Don't go up there," he said to
me." Get back to the precinct sta
tion Hell's going to pop."
I went along with the soldiers and
There was a crowd of probably
1.500 persons at Sixth and T streets
A way was cleared and we marched
to the curb. Several negroes refused
to move and were persuaded to move
by being pricked with the point of a
03rd Infantry bayonet.
Ugly threats and still more ugly
words were exchanged.
"That gun ain't loaded." Jeered a
negro pointing to the weapon In the
hands of an Infantryma.
"I'll show you In a minute " yelled
And the negro leaped back after
receiving a jab from the bayonet.
An ugly, long drawn out bellow
welled from the crowd. Fighting blood
was being tempered.
A headquarters' car pulled up at
the curb and several husky police
men piled out. An effort was made
to scatter the crowd. But the crowd
wouldn't scatter. It smelled blood.
And wanted to be in at the killing.
Inspector Grant, who had arrived in
the headquarters car, tried to restore
order. But he couldn't. It was hu
manly impossible. A few moments
later I was standing in front of a
store in the eighteen hundred block
on Sixth street. Next to me stood -i
provost guardsman, finger on the trig
ger of his rifle.
Dusk was coming on. It was twi
lighthalf day and half night. I
turned to the soldier to make some
remark, when in the next block up,
a half block away, the firing started.
I saw Policeman Bunn, of the pre
cinct. throw up his hands and fall
to the pavement. The next impres
sion I received was that of a series
of long orange colored streams a foot
long. They were the flashes of the
guns fired by the negroes.
The provost guardsman next to me
raised his rifle. It spoke. While the
sound was yet ringing in my cars, the
pane tinkled in the show window at
my side. I turned my eyes to the
window and saw that a bullet had
crashed through the pane. I stood
still and measured the distance. The
bullet had missed me by two Inches.
I looked toward the scene of the fir
ing a half block up the street. The
orange flashes continued. And there
was hoft whisperings in the air. The
soldier told me they were the sound
Inspector Grant then ran out on the
pavement at the corner of Sixth and
T streets, his automatic "gat" in his
hands. I thought I saw him fire the
gun. and could see the orange flash
spurt from his gun. But I am not
positive about it
A tall man wearing a white Van
dyke beard ran to the police car and
drew out a stubby rifle, an automatic.
He knelt on' the running board of the
car. aimed over the radiator and fired
twice very carefully.
Two Hundred Shot.
Two policemen and other soldiers
were firing, too. Probably about 200
shots were exchanged In all. I was
the only man on the street not armed
as far as I could ascertain. For when
the shooting started, the crowd of
1.500 or 2.000 people disappeared be
fore one could county thirty.
Policeman Bunn lay bleeding on the
pavement. The man who had shot
him escaped. The policeman was
taken to the Emergency Hospital,
where he was treated for revolver
wounds in his left arm and left shoul
der. Order was restored for a time The
,mob was sobered, temporarily, by the
shooting. I walked with the provost
guardsmen past the scene of the
shooting. There I picked up an
empty 32-calibre Colt revolver cart
He walked back to the precinct sta
tion. Within a few moments two big
army trucks drew up in front of
the station. f
The trucks were tilled with ma
rines. They were prepared to "take
the situation well in hana." The ma
rines were led by an officer who has
seen service overseas. He wore a
gold service stripe on his sleeve.
The marines were lined up" In the
precinct station and divided into
squadrons in preparation for the grim
night's work ahead. And it was a
grim, night's work. And much blood
was shed. The blood of both white
men and colored men.
Soon after the return to the precinct
house, two other newspapermen ar
rived at the' station.
We took a stroll around "to see
what we could see," then we returned
to the station. Just in tjtee. The bat
tle began full tilt thenP
The marine captain who had served
overseas said it reminded blm of the
Standing in front of the station
house, we could hea shots in all di
rections. Occasionally there were
Cries, expressing varied emotions. But
mostly there were the shots.
"Crack! Crack! Crack! Crack! And
on and on until we actually became
weary of the monotony of it.
Prisoners were coming In con
stantly. There were between 75 and
100 registered at "No. 8" during the
night. They were all colored. There
were no whites in the black belt dur
ing the race battle. Practically th
only fights staged were thos be
tween policemen, men in mllitarj
service and the negroes.
The negroes who showed signs of
being submissive were tra'd falriy
well by the policemen, who took
charge of them all when the arrived
at the station. But the prisvntrj
who showed signs of being belliger
ent were promptly dealt with. Black
jacks were used as persuaders. Onr
negro who tried to draw a revolver
and shoot up the station was
promptly felled with a blow from a
blackjack. His scalp was split from
the crown of his head to the base of
of his bkull.
Other negroes who were registered
as prisoners at No. S precinct station
showed .signs of having put up a
hard fight before being subdued.
Their scalps were split. Blood ran
down over thefr collars. Some had
eyes swollen, shut by blows from
fists of soldiers, marines and police
men The marines hustled the miscreants
In fast. They helped the police to
handle the situation in a remarkable
manner. The Sixty-third lnfanti
men were right on the job, too.
A weird assortment of weapons
were piled up beside the police blot
ter as the Inmates of the precinct
cells increased in numbers
They were mostly revolvers, rang
ing from dainty .22 calibers to cannon-like
.43 caliber "gats." Razors
came second as a weapon with the
rioters. Most of the negroes who car
ried guns also "toted" razors. One
possessed a regulation policeman's
club, which he said he had found.
Stones wrapped in handkerchiefs
formed a favorite weapon There
were knives of various length, and a
Ukr" Furnkhed rd Rurchaiecl &i
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PHONE MAIN S3&7
Cold. Silver, and Platinum -arr !..
tmg HanaXacturlajs Purscs
rusty pair of shears.
Probably the only humorous inci
dent of tlffc evening, if such an even
ing couldlntertaln a gleam of humor,
came when a colored minister was ar
raigned on a charge of carrying con
He had in his possession when
caught a knife fully two feet long.
"What were you doing with that
knife?" demanded Captain Doyle.
"Well, suh, I was using it to. cut
grass," replied the man.
Notwithstanding his' protestations
of Innocence the colored clergyman
was locked up.
Not In the least bit daunted he
started a revival meeting among the
negroes in the cell-room. Old fash
ioned Southern melodies were sung,
and modern negro songs, and Moody
and Sankey hymns.
They Presented an unusual sight.
Crowded together in the cells, with
Dioody bandages wound about their
heads, the negroes worked them
selves Into a frenzy of religious fer
vor. The station resounded with
"And just a few minutes ago they
were trying to plug us with their
guns and carve us with their razors,"
said one big marine. "I give up."
Whilst the revival meeting was at
its heighten the cellroom. about mid
night, the door to the station house
was thrustj.open and a white-faced
youth prdMcted vhimself Into the
room and leaned over the police blot
ter. "I I They've shot they've." he
gasped. And then could say no more.
All eyes turned to the door. Patrol
man Herbert Glassman was carried
in the arms nf t-urn hitvtrv rnnrlnM.
Glassman had been shot in the leg I
by a negro at Seventh and Q streets 1
Glassman was laid on the floor. The
hymn singing continued.
An army truck rolled up and Glass
man was piled in, his face white, and
rushed to the Emergency Hospital,
where he had his wounds dressed.
The two marines then explained how
it had all happened. They had re
sponded, wltlrGlassman, to one of the
many riot calls of the night in the
Seventh precinct. Glassman jumped
from the car and behind a tree when
the "rioting grounds" were reached.
The two marines also jumped from
the automobile and crouched behjnd
trees, firing at several negroes, who
persistently returned the. flre.
Glassman was hit, and both ma
rines stayed with him, instead of
pursuing the man who had shot the
"Now, what you should have done
Is this." said Captain Doyle to the
marines when he heard of the affair.
"One of you should have stayed by to
protect Glassman and the other shpuld
have jumpedJSJg the automobile and
run down t&flBfers' car."
And the sHTes were very penitent
about it. amsTroml3ed to do better
next time. They said that with a
grin to Captain Doyle. Captain Doyle
was the coolest man in the precinct
station, and in the opinion of every
one capably upheld the confidence
placed In him by Major Pullman when
he was appointed to the Eighth pre
cinct. And. by the way. Captain Doyle Is
planning to make a little peace trip
among the people In his precinct to
day. He is going to assure- them that
everything possible is being done to
settle the" present undisturbed con
ditions in the National Capital, and
that the police are the friends of the
colored people as well as the white
"And that Is just what I am gdlngto
do," declared Captain Doyle last
night. "The sooner we get this
trouble over with the better."
Several times during the evening
we three newspaper men traveled
over different parts of the Eighth
precinct in a taxi cab, trailing the
soldiers, marines and pojicemer in
their searches for rioters.
We became too enthusiastic one
time, and reached the scene of rioting
on Seventh street, near Florida ave
nue, before the marine and police re
I saw several negroes run as our
taxicab traveled down Seventh street.
As we neared the middle of the "block
I glanced out the side of the car and
saw a negro level a revolver at the
taxicab. I didn't hear any shot.
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makes the hair brittle.
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and entirely greaseless. It's very
cheap, and beats anything else all to
pieces. You can get this at any drug
store, and a few ounces will last the
whole family for months.
Simply moisten the hair with water
and rub it in. about a tcaspoonful is
all that is required. It makes an
abundance of rich, creamy lather,
cleanses thoroughly, and rinses out
easily. The. hair dries quickly and
evenly, and is soft, fresh looking,
bright, fluffy, wavy and easy to han
dle Besides, it loosens and takes out
every particle of dust, dirt and dan
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LASKEY READY TO
As soon as the various criminal
cases growing out of the race riots of
last night and night before are pre
sented to the DIstrlcty Attorney, ho
will at once take action and investi
gate and bring to trial those who are
responsible for the excesses.
District Attorney John E. Laskey
said this morning that so far nothing
has come to his office upon which he
could take any action. "As soon as it
does," he said, "no time will be lost
to bring the guilty ones to account."
There were many- Opinions at the
court house this morning as to the
cause of the trouble.
One prominent lawyer said: "Prohi
bition has a lot to do with It. The
bootleggers got rich and defied the
police. This created a spirit of law
lessness which is aggravated by the
unreasonable attitude of Congress in
trying to pass laws which axe entire
ly too drastic."
Another lawyer puts the entire
blame on Congress, which body he
said was slowly, "but surely, depriv
ing the people of all personal liberty
under the guise of reform.
A prominent court attache said:
"Since the wife of that marine was
assaulted; the marines, sailors and
soldiers combined to get even with
the colored people no matter whether
guilty or innocent."
3 GUNTOTERS GET
The maximum sentence of 360 days
and a fine of 1500 was imposed' on
three persons convicted of carrying'
concealed weapons before Judge Mc
Mahon In the United States branch of
Police Court today.
James Williams, Glrardi Laeavera,
and Milton Lee were the three per
sons convicted of carrying concealed
weapons. In default of the 5500 fine,
the men were sentenced to serve an
additional 360 days.
Seldom If ever has the United States
branch of police court had so many
cases on its .docket In a single day.
Forty-flve were cases against persons
carrying concealed ' weapons as an
aftermath to the. wholesale arrests
during the riots of last night.
In the majority of the cases when
called before Judge McJIahon they
were continued until . future date.
SENATE KILLS REPEAL
OF DAYLIGHT SAVING
The Senate Agriculture Committee
today voted to report ont the agricul
tural apropriatlon bill without the
rider repealing the Daylight Saving?
act vetoed by President Wilson.
Business Hours; 830 a.m.to 6p.m. dafly
Store Closes Saturday During July and August.
FOR a man to be dressed in a
Wool Suit, on a muggy
rainy day, is like building a fire
in a furnace in August.
The light-weight rain coats
of rubberized and gabardine
cloth we offer for sale, permit
'you to wear your cool Palm
Beach or other summer suit and
be as comfortable as though the
sk' was as clear as crystal.
There are regular orTrench
A Models in tan, gray, and the
vmany shades of heather to select
from, and they come in all sizes.
515 to ?35
A PISTOL EXPERT!
It was the irony of fate which Je4
Policeman J. C Bunn, of the Eight
precinct, become a, victim is la&3
night's casualty lists. Private Bunnj
who- lives at 25 P street northeast
Is the champion pistol shot of the.
Washington police, and. champion of
the District of Columbia.
Private Bonn was shot when he at
tempted to arrest a negro at Seventh
and T streets northwest last night.
The negro shot without warning, and
escaped. Private Bonn did not at
tempt toshoot He was so surec
himself, such an expert with the pis
tol, that he had an uncanny fear of
his own weapon.
For several years the policema
has held the championship of the DIM
trict. and has represented and won
for the local police force several nax
tlonal meets. At his home he has t
shelf full of trophies. Including maajj
medals and sorae cups.
The bullet which wounded Police
man Buns entered his shoulder and
lodged sear his spine. At his hom
this morning- he was reported rest
ing quietly, and is expeced to recover
He has two children, Clarence Ki
Bunn, who is in the navy, and a
daughter. .Mrs. Paul Helssley, 155 J?
TROOP OF CAVALRY AND
DETACHMENTS OF DEVIL
DOGS PATROL CAPITAL:
Called to Washington on orders
from the War Department, a troop
of cavalry from Fort Myer arrived
here shortly after 6:30 o'clock to
night prepared to help put down -oajj
recurrences- of last night's rioting.
At the request of Major Pullman
superintendent of police, a detaclM
raent of marines from Quantico. as
rived in this city shortly after I
o'clock, and were assigned to varlota
precincts throughout the city. A de
tachment of marines from the maris
baracks has also been detailed to aU
the police to check mob violence.
Several detachments from the Six-i
ty-tblrd Infantry, stationed at Poto
mac Park and other nearoy caapa
paced up and down the streets of thij
Capital shortly after nightfall.
Major Pullman declined to give thai
number of soldiers who have ben deH
tailed to aid the police tonight.
The detail of soldlerj assigned td
help the police of the i?oarti preclnca
-was composed of one, officer and foH
ty-flve men from the Sixty-t'ifrd In-J
fanrry, who arrived in two niototi
4 NEGROES IN ARMED j
AUTO ARRESTED FOR I
' SHO0TWG AT SAILORS
Four menroes are under arrest a4
the First iprecinct station in. connect
tion with the shooting at four sailors
patients of the Naval Hospital. Twen-i
ty-thlrd and B streets northwest, to-4
day, and are being held for investli
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