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JUSTICE NEEDED

Editor, The Monitor:

A year ago you gave space in The Monitor for a statement of some cases of distress. Thank you. Like Ben Franklin's "Old Dog Tray" I am back again. There is in my house a family of father, mother age 26, five small girls only two of whom are school age and a grandmother. The man has a truck, knows how to keep it in order, and is good worker at almost anything. He is tall as a bean pole and dresses like a scarecrow; he has to, or go natural. Cases of hunting for a living are numerous but I believe we are allowing real American white people who have a proper pride to get the worst of the deal. The last day of 1935 this family came back from a season of chasing cotton as poor as when they left us. I went to see them. Nine people were sleeping nights in that truck tucked in like rabbits. I have a small house that I was preparing for rent that I might have something for myself.

I invited them. They hesitated because they can pay no rent, but the weather soon compelled them to come.

There is work for that man for other editor, when people it, and that is the reason I appeal to you. He is enterprising and a hustler. He found some pea trucking jobs that scarcely netted him a dollar a day and he hauled peas from near Edinburg to Weslaco, commonly getting home about ten at night. He buys old iron when he can, but works at anything with or without the truck.

He is honest and reliable. I have seen him tested.

Some things have been done for this family, but let us see if good Americans can not find work enough to buy food and clothes and a place to live.

Find me what I call Camp Wilderness, corner of 17 and Hackberry, or my neighbor, M. D. Van Dyke, or J. P. Samson of the telephone faculty.

Yours earnestly,

J. S. Ward.