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THE HOUSTON INFORMER, SATURDAY, FEBRUARY 14, 1931
A WEEKLY NEWSPAPER FOB ALL THETW
HE BLACK LIL
By
CORA BALL MOTEN
Nationally Known
Serial Writer
A Story of Romance and Daring, Laid in the Intrigae of a Strange South American Cult
SYNOPSIS
John Northington, Howard gradu-
ate, is saved from death by Dolorez
Ramirez, fiancee of his friend Ramon
Montez. They escape the priests of
The Black Lily, who had held the girl
captive, by means of a pirogue taken
from the hunters.
They meet with Ramon whom they
thought had perished at the hands of
his tribesmen. In escaping togeth-
er they become separated. Northing-
ton is saved from death by a croco-
dile’s teeth by Father Jose, a hermit
priest.
When he regains consciousness he
finds that Dolores has been saved also
by a young novice to the priesthood,
Chenah. But Ramon is in the hands
of the priests and the party is on the
way to the Sacred Grove of The Black
Lily. Jonthra, the high priest, has
spotted the hiding place of the old
hermit priest, and fear that he will
return makes them decide to follow to
the Grove on a desperate attempt to
save Ramon.
They almost come upon Jonthra and
the hunting party in the darkness, but
Chenah saves them.
In the early morning, Father Jose
unwraps the bandage from Northing-
ton’s sorely wounded leg and they find
that it is miraculously healed. Che-
nah by a weird and secret passage
leads them to an underground room.
But they are seen as they disappear
and are followed.
The priests break down the door
and take them prisoners.
ter of the grove, there was no trace
in the underground room of the old
man. Only the stiffly protruding legs
seemed to grow from the solid floor:
The silent, sinister white block of
marble, with its curious carvings,
that occupied the center of the room,
waited.
* * *
It was the day of the great Feast
of the Blooming. High overhead the
tropic sun rode in a blaze of glory.
The scene upon which it looked down
in the wide green-carpeted setting of
the Sacred Grove, was one of wildly
barbaric splendor. Around the fring-
es of the trees just inside, and packed
to within a few feet of the spokes of
the temple, were massed the hundreds
of devout pilgrims who had made the
annual pilgrimage to this mecca of
their religious life. They were to see
more than the usual ceremonies—
splendid as those seemed to their rit-
ualistic souls.
The Black Lily Ceremony
Today—a forsworn Bride of the
Sacred Flower would would be spurn-
ed by the mystic bridegroom whose
oath she had violated and, by the
magic power of his breath, she would
be sent on a last long journey to
reach at length the arms of the other
bridegroom to whom alone, The Black
Lily would relinquish her—Death.
As the sun approached the mid-sky
a single booming note announced the
beginning of the ceremonies of the
day.
Out of the central door pointing
~ Jonthra stood leaving down at her.
INSTALLMENT XI
Through the falling splinters a
brown claw-fingered hand was insert-
ed. It fumbled toward the lock. The
small black automatic in Northing-
ton’s hand spoke sharply. The hand
was withdrawn abruptly on a staccato
grunt of pain.
There was a pause and murmur of
voices from without. Then the sound
of retreating footsteps.
Father Jose stepped forward. “My
children,” he said, and his glance in-
cluded John Northington, although he
spoke in the tongue that only the oth-
er two understood, “there is a way
out I believe for all of you but it
means brave hearts and steady heads.
They have but gone for the battering
ram. When they return, go quietly
with them. As for that dangerous
toy, it cannot serve.” He stepped to
Northington’s side and gently closed
his hand over the gun tightly held
there.
Dolores quickly translated his words
to the young American. “But, it will
account for at least five of them and
perhaps for more with these other
bullets that I have. At any rate, we
will have it for ourselves if the last
stand fails." Northington’s eyes glint-
ed with the clear light of determined
purpose and desperate courage.
“It will only serve to anger, and
now time is the great element. To-
morrow is the day of the feast of the
blooming. Already the pilgrims are
pouring in. It is the day that as the
chosen bride, forsworn of her own
veil together above the shining black-
ness of her high piled hair. In her
right hand she carried a long stem-
med black lily. Its stem was sheath-
ed in folds of grey green moss. Un-
der the damp mossy sheath the roots
still clung to that single flower.
It was the bride flower that the girl
carried. She was Dolores Ramirez
on her way to the couch of death and
carrying the flower whose breath
should spell her doom.
The flower that had been prepared
for this moment had been nurtured
and cultured for months in the secret
place that only Jonthra- and one oth-
er know. For Chenah had found it,
months past, and only Chenah knew
the secret of this flower that Dolores
carried. Chenah—and Father Jose.
It was that secret that had taken
the youth first to the Place. It was
the young seedling that he had
brought back with him in place of the
one inoculated with the deadly sleep
—he hoped.
But Jonthra was wise. Had he per-
haps at the last decided to use that
mysterious deadlier poison that even
Chenah knew not of, nor how to pre-
vent?
came nearer, Ramon groaned. John
Northington looked with wide ques-
tioning eyes and Chenah closed his
own.
At the altar the men carefully low-
ered the huge case. The narrow open-
ing fit like a close fitting necklace
about Dolores’ slender throat. It was
as if her head were cut off and laid
like an ornament inside the glass with
the long stemmed lily lying against
her lips. 1
Jonthra looked on, and when the
men, their task finished, moved back,
he threw a single glance at the sun
and then stepped forward. With a
gesture he called for attention before
he spoke.
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keeper was decided upon last night
at the first meeting of a newly or-
ganized Tenant’s League held at 1632
Bathgate Avenue and embracing the
houses on the Third Avenue block be-
tween 171st Street and Claremont
Avenue. These houses are occupied
by Negro and white tenants. Seven-
ty-five worker tenants were at the
meeting, among them 20 Negro work-
ers. .
SEX PSYCHOLOGIST SAYS
WHITES ARE MORE SEXY
New York City.—(ANP)—T ha t
white people are more conscious of
sex than Negroes and that white men
and' women who cross the color line
frequently do so because they get a
sexual thrill out of being subjugated
in their love dealings, are conclusions
drawn by Dr. Magnus Hirschfeld,
world-famous advocate of sex reforms
and eminent German authority on the
manifestations of love, as expressed
in an interview with George Sylvester
Viereck and published in the Hearst
papers.
From his place in the other proces-
sion where he walked with John
Northington (both of them bound) be-
tween two knife-armed guards, the
young novice cast anxious, question-
ing glances toward the oncoming
group.
Leading the processional of men
was Ramon Montez; over his head
was the black grey hood of the con-
demned priest, through whose narrow
■ slits, his eyes, too, saw the approach
I of the girl he loved.
He was not bound as the others
were but on each side of him and one
pace to the rear walked a guard, each
holding an end of a short rope that
circled and was crossed in a loose loop
around the forsworn man’s throat. A
single threatening movement, and he
could be throttled to death or thrown
backwards with a broken neck. So
much was conceded to his priestly
standing. For the others, the poison
knife tip if they seemed able to es-
cape the more spectacular doom of
the blazing death.
Covetous Eyes
“When the god of d«y calls, the Lily
will breathe," he said. “I go now to
the inner room to prepare the bridal
couch. I will come again at the ap-
pointed moment just before the Sacr-
ed Flower rejects the unwilling bride
as is the custom. Meanwhile these
are yours to watch and guard. When
the Flower has taken its own, the
blazing death will receive these oth-
®r* while the unwilling one is taken
to her inner couch. Until the hour-
I go. He turned and passed into the
temple.
The Chamber of Debauchery
Ramon knew, as did John Northing-
ton ,that it was the sun’s rays acting
on what was virtually a great sun
glass that would force the blooming
of the blossom event while the secret
preparation that had been smeared on
the girl’s face and head protected her
from its burning heat.
But Northington did not know, as
did Ramon that Jonthra had but gone
to the secret chamber somewhere be-
low, either to release another and
surer death, as was customary if real
death was intended, or merely to stay
in that secret chamber where the sen-
sitive recording instruments were
kept to tell him when to return and
take the bride to his own evil arms
after a short sleep—or really to con-
sign her to a secret grave beneath the
temple where recalcitrants were often
sent.
Greensboro, N. C.—(ANP)—A. C.
Bowling, owner and operator of ama-
teur raido station W4JW, located at
A. and T. College, has recently re-
ceived notice to the effect that said
station has been designated as an
army amateur radio station. This
certification was made by Acting Sig-
nal Officer George L. Townsend at
Fort McPherson, Ga.
The license entitles Station W4JW
to all the rights and privileges em-
bodied in the Signal Corps plan of
affiliation with the transmitting radio
amateurs. Mr. Bowling, as owner
and operator of this station, is em-
powered to transmit and receive such
traffic of an official nature as may
be necessary in the proper perform-
ance of their duties.
Recognition of Mr, Bowling’s ex-
cellent services in the development of
the Army Amateur Radio System ac-
companied the certificate.
Mr. Bowling is head of the depart-
ment of electrical engineering at A.
and T. College.
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toward the west two lines of grey-
clad priests emerged. They were
hooded and cloaked and cloaked to the
feet. Only long thin slits of eye-holes
in the peaked grey headcovering in-
dicated how they could see to keep
the formation in the steady march.
Just before the long winding line
reached the outermost of the dense-
ly packed mass of pilgrims, the pairs
separated. One going to the right,
the other to the left—-along the face
of the circling throng of watchers.
The steady throbbing of enormous
drums accompanied and set the meas-
ure of the march.
Slowly—steadily—the unmeasured
thud-thud of heavy feet falling in
even rhythm on the yielding green-
sward passed onward around the
wheel-like centre, past the two north
and south projecting spokes past the
right angle of green space, on to a
point directly in front of the eastern
division.
When the two leaders reached this
point, they • stopped and faced each
other. The long line stretched un-
broken, now, like a grey picket fence
entirely enclosing the circular space
of the temple from the west exit to
this point exactly facing the high,
gothic doors of the east entrance.
The Kneeling Ritual
Another single booming note. With
military precision they wheeled, fac-
ing inward.
With Dolores were six maidens, her
attendants, who would watch with her
dead body in the central chamber of
the temple after the breath had been
breathed by her.
Ramon watched her slow, proud
movement as she came on. He knew
that the lily in her hand at best would
hold her in a seeming death for min-
utes or hours. He knew that what
came after was the real tragedy. The
•beauty and sweetness of her dear
body, now exposed to the salacious
stares of the people, would become
the plaything and sport of Jonthra.
Her innocence made to serve his mon-
strous will in those secret inner
chambers where only the high priest
was permitted to enter. He writhed
in deathlike nausea at his own help-
lessness.
. He knew that Jonthra was revelling
• in thoughts of lascivious triumph,
even now as he stood waiting. He
prayed his gods to grant that the
real death that he knew might be ad-
ministered at this same ceremonial
should come to the girl he loved if
Father Jose could not find some
But Jonthra? Swiftly he went
about his evil affairs. He would poss-
ess the maiden, then—when he was
through with her beauty—she should
taste the quick death. For this it was
needful that he snare the thing he *
needed from the place where it was 1
kept. But he must be careful for
that death cared not for his priestly
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There was a breathless silence.
Suddenly, like a high note sounded
from within the temple. It stepped
as suddenly as it came. No one mov-
ed. Another sharp, whistling note: The
crowd stood as if turned to stone. A
will and act, the maiden, here,” he
turned andpointed toward Dolores,
“will be given into the arms of the
cold death-groom, on the soft fragrant
bed of sleep and—The Black Lily.” _______
His face tightened and hardened with by a single spring, the vast multitude
third time the high, sinister note
sounded. Like they were all moved
of people fell upon their kaees, faces
bitter memory. __________________.
Outside a babel of voices sounded, bent until their foreheads touched the
The thud of many running feet came ground.
faintly to the little group of anxious
captives.
Father Jose’s eyes, stern with au-
thority, swept the small group. “You
will go with them, quietly—it is the
only way. I,” he paused slightly for
emphasis, “will not be with you—now.
But it is that I- may save you that I
go. Whatever comes up at the feast
—whatever you see—however dire the
The tall gothic doors of the east-
extremity seems, do not give a sign.
Say nothing—above all do nothing. I
go. Remember!”
ern entrance flew open as if that cry
from within had projected itself
against them and burst them wide.
Out onto the high platform of white
marble that topped the steps leading
to the greensward, strode the figure
of a giant priest. One great shoulder
stood up in a grotesquely enlarged
hump. The two eyes that glared out
over the assemblage from the shorn,
uncovered head, were mismated. One
was a sinister green-gray, the ether
an evil-brooding blick. The man was
the high priest, Jonthra.
He stood for a long minute, his big,
coarse hands crossed on his bosom. At
a sudden gesture the kneeling crowd
rose.
Simultaneously, from the north and
south spokes of the temple wheel two
groups emerged. They advanced in
oblique lines toward the wide marble
platform before the eastern doors
where Jonthra waited.
Father Jose Acta Mysteriously
Outside there was an ominous
pause. The sort of thing that pre-
cedes decisive action.
“Trust me!” It was at Northing-
ton that the old man looked while
Dolores in an anxiously tense whis-
per, ‘told him what he had said.
‘The big bronze giant, trembling
with eager desire to meet force with
force, sent one quick, keen glance at
the speaker and then—reluctantly
dropped his trigger finger in line with
the rest of his hand that closed around
the hilt of the small weapon he held,
and dropped it into his pocket
Accompanied by the sound of count-
less slithering feet a splinter crash
resounded in then big bare room.
Father Jose, as quietly and sound-
lessly as vanishing smoke, disappear-
ed into the inner room from which he
had just emerged.
Hours later, at the time that the --------.: - - - -
four who remained were being car- feet At every step the white veil
ried captives, bound, and with more 4---J -1 n—J 1-------1-------
or less roughness, into the central
room of the great building that pro-
jected from the giant tree in the cen-
One of the groups was composed
chiefly of women, the other entirely
of men.
The Poisonous Flower
Foremost among the women was a
graceful creature clad only in a long
flimsy veil. On her ivory body, gleam-
ing like a mystic candle through the
sheer transparency, were thin strands
of golden chains. They bound her
hands and hung from her neck and
shackled, though loosely, her bare
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means to save them all. He knew not
how, but he hoped.
At length the two groups came to-
gether just below where Jonthra
stood. There they halted.
On the wide platform was an altar,
at the right of which was a queer
couchlike affair high as the altar it-
self and set flush against it.
On opposite side and a few feet
away was a high throne-like chair set
in a sort of metal boat. Around the
feet of this chair, inside the boat, was
piled thin splinter of tider dry wood.
On either side and behind the altar,
yet attached to it by heavy rings
that were lifted from their sockets
and pulled taut by the chains that
fastened them, were two marble pil-
lars set also in metal boats like can-
dle sticks. Here also was more of the
splintered wood.
in a sort of bowl-like canopy over
each of the three separate furnishings
just mentioned was: a shining oil-like
fluid. In the bottom of each bowl
was a square stopper arrangement
like one finds in salt and pepper shak-
ers that are filled from the bottom. -
A single glance told that removal of many families,
these stoppers would shower the oc-
cupant of the chair and anyone bound
to the standards with inflammable oil.
Chains of Death
As the processionals stopped before
Jonthra, there was a mighty clashing
of cymbals and drums. Them all was
silent.
In the silence an order rang out
in the priest's harsh voice. Another
minute and Chenah and John North-
ington were lashed in place against
the tail candle-like standards. Ra-
mon Montez, the hood still over his
head, was fashed in the chair and Do-
lores was stretched at full length on
the couch, her head on the altar stone.
Held almost immovable by a slender
steel wire around her neck while the
golden chains served to keep her body
still, looped as they soon were through
and over couch and body.
This done, Jonthra moved to a place
behind the altar. He lowered over
For a moment he stood gazing down
on the girl’s nude body. His face
flushed and he ran his tongue avidly
over Mb wet lips. The girl’s face
paled. Jonthra leered smilingly down
at her. His great hand came to rest
on the swelling softness of one round-
ed hip, as with the ether he lifted the
veil and laid the moss swathed flower
against her lips. His coarse lips
brushed the veil just above the swell-
ing roundness of her bosom as he
stooped low above her. She shrank
inward and closed her eyes.
The hooded figure in the throned
chair made a convulsive movement
toward the priest but the looped ropes
tightened and checked him.
The Glass Case of Death
Now out of the temple doors two
men advanced bearing an immense
glass case, almost exact replica of
the sort used in the days when it was
the vogue to encase wax wreaths or
hair flowers under glass. At its
lower edge was a small opening curv-
ed like the openings in a cashier's
window, only much smaller.
The bearers advanced to the altar
Memphis, Tenn.—(ANP)—The pro-
jection of a program designed to im-
prove Negro health, which will ex-
tend into every community where the
far-flung arms of Negro insurance
companies penetrate, was one of the
important projects given considera-
tion and aproval at the recent mid-
winter gathering of the executive
committee of the National Negro In-
surance Association held in Memphis.
Attending the meeting were a num-
ber of the most able executives in
the insurance field among them being
Chairman M. S. Stuart, Dr. L. T. Bur-
bridge, president of the National Ne-
gro Insurance Association; J. H.
Lewis, vice president of the Afro-
American Insurance Company, Jack-
sonville, Fla.; Fred A. Toomer, At-
lanta Life; E. R. Merrick, North Caro-
lina Mutual; T. K. Gibson, Supreme
Liberty Life, Chicago, and W. Ellis
Stewart, secretary of the N. N. I. A.
In addition to these members of the
executive committee, Dr: J. E. Walk-
er, president of Universal Life; Mem-
phis, and George W. Lee .of Atlanta
Life, were in attendance.
After a round table discussion of
present-day problems brought on by
the general business depression, it was
reported that the insurance companies
generally had weathered well the se-
vere financial period through which
the country has been passing while
the employment they gave and the
loans they made proved bulwarks, for
The executive committee telegraph-
ed its endorsement of the health pro-
gram to the National Health Confer-
ence which was then in session at the
U. S. Public Health Service offices in
Washington.
Plans were perfected for the next
annual session- of the National Negre.
Insurance Association, which is to
meet at Hot Springs, Arkansas,. April
22, 23 and 24,
BAUMANN HEADS LOS
ANGELES URBAN LEAGUE
Los Angeles, Cal.—(ANP)—At the
first meeting of the Urban League’s
directors board, Albert Baumann was
elected president of the organization
for his third consecutive term of of-
fice.
Mr. Baumann, who is the leading
colored druggist of LosAngeles, oc-
cupies an outstanding place in the
civic life of the community, being
chairman of the Y. M. C. A. board,
and chairman of the building com-
mittee of the Golden West Lodge of
Elks which is dedicating its $100,000
home this month. It was under his
direction that the recent reorganiza-
tion of the local Urban League took
place, a change which brought L. B.
Garner from New Jersey to act as
the executive secretary.
N. A. A. C. P. APPROVES PAUL
M. PEARSON APPOINTEMENT
New York City.—William Pickens,
field secretary of the National Asso-
ciation for the Advancement of Col-
ored People, today issued a statement
commending the appointment of Prof.
Paul M. Pearson as civil governor of
the Virgin Islands.
JAMES H. CONOVER OPENS
SKATE-SHARPENING SHOP
Boston, Mass.—(ANP)—What has
been proclaimed to be one of the city’s
most unique enterprises is the Con-
over’s Skate-Sharpening Shop at 235
St. Botolph Street. The owner, James
Harvey Conover, is recognised as an
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Atkins, J. Alston. The Houston Informer and the Texas Freeman (Houston, Tex.), Vol. 12, No. 38, Ed. 1 Saturday, February 14, 1931, newspaper, February 14, 1931; Houston, Texas. (https://texashistory.unt.edu/ark:/67531/metapth1637739/m1/2/: accessed May 14, 2024), University of North Texas Libraries, The Portal to Texas History, https://texashistory.unt.edu; crediting Rice University Woodson Research Center.