In Philadelphia, last week, a Negro boy tossed a rock at Helen and Beatrice Keifer, 21 and 23 years old, white. They reprimanded him. He sulked, dashed away, told his tribe that he had been whipped. Forthwith, hulking Negresses and little pickaninnies bestirred themselves; produced knives, whips, razors; set out to reprimand the Misses Keifer. In a restaurant the Misses Keifer were finishing their evening meal. The Negresses patted their weapons, waited until their victims came upon the street. The Misses Keifer emerged, saw, sprinted. They were overtaken—whips lashed across their...
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