Those Strange Looking Dogs Jack Baird's Walking Are Coyotes, June 22, 1921

Jack Baird Has Two Live Coyotes Here

Those who were wondering what a coyote looked like last Spring when the countryside of Mecklenburg county was stirred by the reported presence of a wild “varmint,” which finally came to be referred to as the “Providence Panther,” may satisfy themselves as to a coyote by calling on Jack G. Baird jr. of 701 South Tryon Street.

Mr. Baird received by shipment from the West a few days ago a cage containing two healthy young coyotes three months old. They were caught off the plains and shipped here by a friend of Mr. Baird’s. the animals have attracted much attention on the streets as their owner led them up about attached to a small chain.

Mr. Baird has spent much time in the West, a part of the time on a ranch in Colorado, and knows all about the ways of coyotes and animals of the prairie. When he returned to Charlotte several weeks ago from the West he heard about the reports that coyotes or a wolf, or a panther, or some other sort of wild animal had caused excitement here, he wrote to the Western friend to send him along a couple of coyotes.

The young animals are silent in daylight, but when the shadows of night fall they set up dismal howlings indicating they are lonesome and homesick for the wide stretches of the prairie.

From The Charlotte News, Wednesday, June 22, 1921

Negroes Lose at Jacksonville Polls, June 22, 1921

Negroes Lose at Jacksonville Polls

Jacksonville, June 22—Early returns from Monday’s municipal election indicate the efforts of negroes to gain a hand in the city government have failed.

Two negroes were candidates for councilman-at-large and four sought election to the council in their respective wards. The negroes made a strong showing in two wards, the returns indicated, but had not mustered enough votes to offset the heavy white vote.

Ordinarily the election would have been a more or less formality as Democratic candidates usually have no opposition. In response to an admonition by the Democratic committee, however, that the presence of negroes in the city government would be a “menace,” the white voters turned out in large numbers. The women polled an unusually heavy vote, according to early indications.

The election was without disorder. Two hundred special deputies were on duty as a precaution.

From The Charlotte News, Wednesday, June 22, 1921

NC Men Among Missing on Naval Tug Conestoga, June 22, 1921

Two N.C. Men on Missing Conestoga

Washington, June 22—The names of the four officers and 49 enlisted men aboard the lost naval tug Conestoga were made public today by Secretary Denby, who said he still refused to abandon hope that the tug or her company would be found. She sailed from Mare Island, March 25, for Samoa, via Pearl Harbor, and no word has been heard from her since, despite a thorough search of Pacific waters.

Included in the list of the crew of the Conestoga compiled from the last muster roll are:

Joseph Harold Allen, Spartanburg, S.C.

William Jesse Dill, Gastonia, N.C.

Bledsoe S. Toms, Coves, Va.

James Monroe Wooten, Shellman, Ga.

John W. Powell, Marmaduke, N.C.

From The Charlotte News, Wednesday, June 22, 1921

While Deputy Helps Couple Divide Property, Husband Kills Wife, June 22, 1921

Police Still on Hunt for Negro. . . Cureton, Who Shot Wife to Death Tuesday, Can’t be Located

The police were still searching for Hazel Cureton, wife slayer, Wednesday afternoon. A search carried on throughout Tuesday afternoon and night failed to locate the negro who made a getaway after shooting to death is wife Tuesday shortly after noon while constable Joe Emory was engaged in dividing out their personal belongings, preliminary to a separation.

Negroes of Brooklyn joined with policemen Tuesday afternoon in searching for the slayer. The fact that Cureton dashed from the rear of his home at 432 East Stonewall street after shooting his wife, getting a lead of several blocks on Constable Emory, who is said to have started in pursuit when he learned what had happened, is given as the reason for his escape.

A jury summoned by Coroner Frank Hovis held, following an inquest Wednesday, Cureton was responsible for the death of his wife.

An hour before the shooting occurred the woman appeared before Magistrate F.B. Alexander and secured the assistance of Constable Emory in making a division of personal belongings so that she and her husband might separate. The constable said he was on the front porch superintending the division of belongings when Cureton and his wife went into the back-room of the four-roomed house. Three shots rang out, and when the constable went to investigate he found the woman dead and her husband missing.

He saw the negro running some yards from his home, having escaped through the rear-yard, and he set out in pursuit. The lead obtained by the slayer made capture by the constable impossible.

Cureton has a mother and other relatives living here, the police said, but no trace of him could be fund at their homes and they denied any knowledge of his whereabouts. The belief was expressed that he has gotten out of the city. Police in other cities have been notified and a search for him will be carried on elsewhere.

Police said the killing was cold-blooded. Cureton is a negro of reasonable build while his wife as a small woman. The cause of the quarrel in the back-room which resulted in the firing of the gun is unknown.

From The Charlotte News, Wednesday, June 22, 1921

Police Looking for Jim Maples, Jake Smith, June 22, 1921

Moore County Main in Serious Trouble

Carthage, June 22—Jim Maples of Southern Pines is in Moore County jail in default of $5,000 bond, following his arrest on a warrant sworn out by his wife and her brother, charging that Maples held her and forced her to submit to an attack by a negro, Jake Smith.

Smith is at large.

Feeling is intense against both Maples and the negro and open threats were made against them this morning in the hearing before a magistrate.

From the front page of The Charlotte News, Wednesday, June 22, 1921

Stranger With Bottle of Morphine Dead in Winston Hotel , June 22, 1921

Find a Stranger Dead in a Winston Hotel

Winston-Salem, N.C., June 22—A stranger, stopping at one of the leading hotels here, was found dead in his room early this morning. He was registered as S.M. Smith, Winston-Salem, Route One. One of several letters found indicated that his home was in Greensboro or Charlotte. He had been in the city several days and it is alleged was posing as a doctor. Two small bottles of liquid morphine and hypodermic needle were also fund on his room window.

From the front page of The Charlotte News, Wednesday, June 22, 1921

Dunn Topics by G.B.F., June 21, 1921

Town Topics by G.B.F.

Dunn is fairly well represented on the baseball map these days with Budd Pope winning every game he pitches in the Southern League and Girard Wilson doing the same in the Eastern Carolina League. Bud is with the mobile and Girard is with New Bern. If either has lost a session this season, such a loss has escaped our attention. Along with this we notice that O’Quinn and Caviness of Duke and Lillington respectively are setting the woods afire in the Piedmont League, to say nothing of the clouts of Johnson.

All of this reminds me that the professional leagues have not drafted the best there is down this way. Dunn was tagged to scrap up enough to take Four Oaks’ measure yesterday.

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O, gee; O, gosh; please deliver us from the turtle-shelled exclusiveness ththat impends. We’ve been just plain ole Dunn for some thutty or more years now, and have managed to mosey along without any “exclusivesters” to speak of and the going has been good. True, some of our leading moonshing and bootlegging families have managed to garner more than their rightful share of sheikels, but that don’t mean nuthin in the final reckoning. Let’s lay aside this exclusive stuff and be good fellows together. Any one of us is just a common as any the rest of us, if we go down to bed rock.

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In the language of one of our best friends, we love and respect you, gals, but do lay off of that late night or early morning motoring stuff. The cops see you. We see you. Of course we are not going to tell anybody. But some time mother and dad might see you alighting from the limmysine at 1 a.m., and then there will be the divvle to pay. Take my advice and don’t do it.

Night noises along Broad Street: Chug, chug, chug, chug, chuff; crash; screams; then the tinkle of breaking glass. Was your daughter in the party?

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Without any desire to impeach the honorable gentleman who held up half o the umpiring in yesterday’s game with Four Oaks, we wish to give credit to little Sanderson for about the juiciest two-bagger men in these parts for some time. His umps declaring it was a foul, which was his privilege (line obscured). But if a fair ball has been hit in the local field this year, that clout was such by at least five feet. His ump was in error. His fault was in remaining glued to the central station when he should have been along the lines with a periscope.

Bad umping seems to be the rule in this li’l league of our’n. But for each Dunn would have won the session against Selma last Friday. Two of the visitors’ runs against James Cameron Smith were registered on a batted ball that was foul by several feet. The fault, however, was not entirely with the umpire. He evidently mistook the quarter flag of the race track for the foul line, and no one could blame him. Soon after that faux pas, Daniels, the Dunn half of the umpiring staff, declared a hit by Ferrell to be fair when it looked to us foul by some several inches. This, though, did not result in disaster to Selma. Sam died right where he was placed by the umpire. The Selma foul blow counted two runs and resulted in a tied score at the end of the game.

From the Dunn Dispatch, June 21, 1921