As warm, humid darkness fell on Wrightsville (pop. 1,760), Ga., one night last week, a long line of automobiles drew up at the ballpark. It was the eve of rural Johnson County's Democratic primary, and 400 Negroes had registered to vote. Two hundred and forty-nine men & women climbed solemnly out of the cars, holding black oilcloth bags. Heads down* to evade the gaze of curious bystanders, they took out the white sheets and sugar-sack masks of the Ku Klux Klan and hurriedly pulled them on. Then, in slow single file, they marched to the paved square before the town's...
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