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Vol. 12, No. 27
AFTERMATH OF SLATON’S TREACHERY IN THE FRANK CASE
A S reported in the newspapers. Judge
Benj. 11. Hill, of Atlanta, told the Ful
ton County grand jury, that it was a sad
Hay for Georgia when the people rioted.
So it is; but not because of the riots.
It is cause of the riots, that makes the
sad day for Georgia.
If the Big Ben Hill were living, he would
avrite this editorial, and mark it No. Twen
ty-three, of his “NOTES ON THE SITU
ATION .”
If the Big Ben Hill yere living, his pen
Mould scorch the paper, as he wrote about
causes which produce these riotous con
ditions.
It is no longer a question of Blue coats
land bayonets.
It is no longer a question of Republican
'Carpet-baggers and Scalawags.
It is no longer a question of the .-Federal
{Government trampling upon a State.
No! It is a question of the State's being
defiled by a few of its own public men, and
a few of its own newspapers.
It is a question of tiampling upon the
laws of the State for a price— a price paid
by rich Jews, and accepted by rotten Gen
tiles.
Our nest is befouled, not by Carpet-bag
gers, not by Blue coats, not by recently-freed
negroes, not by Republican Scalawags.
We are covered with shame and everlast
ing reproach, by a handful of men who
claim to be loyal to Georgia, men who have
been honored by Georgia, men who have be
trayed the confidence of the people, men who
sold the State to a cynical lot of mocking
Jews, men who haven’t the Judas Iscariot
virtue of self-destruction, nor the Benedict
Arnold merit of self-expatriation.
Would that the Big Ben Hill were alive
to stamp upon these men the indelible brand
of “Traitor!”
Would that his pen could preserve for
posterity the burning indignation that every
decent Georgian feels.
Talk about “respect for the Law !”
Why didn’t the Governor show some re
spect for it—as he was so ready to do in the
cases of Wilburn and the Cantrells?
Why didn’t T. E. Patterson show some
respect for it, as he did in the cases of the
poor Gentiles?
' What is it that gave to Slaton and Pat
terson a new code of law, and a new stand
ard of ethics, in the case where unlimited
Jew money was at work?
The highest law in the land forbade Sla
ton and Patterson to retry the Frank case.
The Constitution of 1877 expressly pro
hibits. an executive from exercising judicial
functions.
Why, then, did Slaton and Patterson tram
ple this law under foot?
LET THEM EXPLAIN IT!
In the Wilburn case, these two men said,
last year, that they were bound by the ver
dict of the jury.
In the Cantrell Cases, Slaton and Patter
son said, a year ago, that they were bound
by the Law.
Why were they not bound, this year?
Thomson, Ga., Thursday, July 8, 1915
"A Sad Day For Georgia,” Says
Judge Ben Hill.
The law has not been changed; but Slaton
and Patterson changed!
Why did these two officials of Georgia act
so differently, this year. IN THE JEW
CASE? ‘ ‘ .
Let them explain it!
In the case of young Bartow Cantrell,
both the Judge and the Solicitor interposed
in behalf of the condemned Georgia boy—a
pitiful illiterate, who had never had half a
chance to be a good man.
Thousands of the lx?st people of Hall
County and other counties begged for mercy.
But Slaton paid no attention to Judge or
Solicitor or petitioners.
Patterson paid no attention to Judge or
Solicitor or petitioners.
Yet, this year, they pretend to be gov
erned by a faked letter from Judge Roan,
when Roan himself never wrote a line
to the Governor, anybody else: and
when the Solicitor was vehemently protest
ing against a contemplated outrage upon the
Law!
Tell us, if you can —tell us. if you dare ’.
how you came to lie so immovable, when
PROFESSOR JUDSON L. MOORE
Is authorized to take subscriptions
to The Jeffersonian and Watson’s
Magazine ANY TIME, ANYWHERE
three Gentiles of low station and humble
circumstances, were on the scaffold!
Tell us, if you can—tell us, if you dare!
how you came to be so pliable and movable
when a rich Jew —a Cornell graduate—was
in the Tower!
“Why should I hang: I have rich people
in Brooklyn,'’ are the words that Jim Con
ley says Frank used on the day of the crime;
and the negro said it, before he ever knew
that the guilty Jew really had rich relatives,
and that these rich relatives would make
Frank's case a national race-issue.
“In Brooklyn!" the place where there is a
Navy Yard, in which the youthful Leo
Frank saw the sailors make the loop knot,
and out of boyish curiosity learned to tie
just such a knot as was tied around Mary
Phagan's neck!
(No one else in the factory could make
that knot—is my information.)
“Why should I hang? I have rich peo
ple in Brooklyn."
And immediately he. schemed to lay the
crime upon somebody else, choosing Newt
Lee, the night watchman, who would come
on duty a few hours later!
In those notes, he lays the crime on Newt
Lee; and then he rushes home, ostensibly to
dinner, eats nothing, hurries back to the fac
tory, where he waits in vain for Jim Con
ley to return. ’
Jwi is afraid to return!
He has gone as far as he dnrc< to go. for
his Boss; and, besides, niggers don't love
dead bodies.
Jim didn't want to be down there in the
dark basement, alone with the desperate Jew
and the dead girl.
So Jim stays away.
Then Frank takes hold of the heels of the
corpse, and drags it from in front of the
elevator back into the farthest and darkest
place in the basement, puts the notes and
pad close by, as if a nigger had been sitting
down beside the corpse to indulge in note
writing to the girl's mother
Then, Frank turns down the gas jet. to
the lowest possible point, so that Newt Lee,
in making his rounds that night, will not see
Mary Phagan.
But at 3 o'clock that night (after mid
night). Lee is in the basement, and feels an
urgent call of nature.
He goes to the toilet, near where the
corpse lies; and. by the merest chance, the
rays from his lantern fall on the white legs
of the girl— Jier clothes having been partly
turned back from the legs, by the drag
ging.
Nigger like. Newt Lee was scared half to
death; and he scooted up the ladder, grabbed
the telephone, and yelled “Police!”
He yelled to the police to “Come! come
quckly! there is a dead white woman in the
basement!”
Fate was good to that poor nigger that
night.
If Newt hadn't happened to go to the
toilet, and seen that girl's partly exposed
legs, the noose would have closed on him.
The notes, his sole presence in the base
ment. his possession of the corpse, and the
bloody shirt which Frank's friends planted
in the nigger's clothes barrel, would have
cracked Newt Lee’s neck.
That was Leo Frank's plan : HE MEANT
TO HANG NEWT LEE!
His meaning appears in the notes, in the
effort to drag Mary’s body out of sight, in
the turning down of the light, in the refusal
to allow Newt to enter the building Satur
day evening, in the hints given to Frank's
detective, and in the planting of the bloody
shirt on Newt's premises.
. Frank's mind was abnormally active at
that crisis of his fate; and Frank was too
sane. THEN, to think that he could ever
make the world accept the idea that c. air’
KILLED BETWEEN A JEW, at the head
of the stairs, AND A NIGGED: at the foot
of the stairs, could, be killed, by either man,
WITHOUT THE OTHER JLLV KNOW
ING IT.
Here stands a Jew at the top of the stairs,
and there sits a nigger at the bottom of the
same stairs, and yonder goes a buxom girl
of nearly 14 years, into a tragedy which
most probably made her scream, and which
/ most assuredly caused some noise of a blow
and a fall —and yet there are intelligent men
and women who have convinced themselves
that a crime of this sort could have had its
beginning, within thirty feet of one of these
two meh, without the knowledge of the
other!
Only one flight of stairs separated Jim
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