One hundred years ago, a man named John S. Williams owned a farm in rural Georgia. Though it was nearly 60 years after the end of the Civil War and therefore of slavery, Williams engaged in peonage, a practice whereby white planters would pay the fines of Black men held in the local jail, and in return those Black men would work for the white planters to pay off their fines. However, the planters would often overcharge the men for room and board, or underpay them for whatever they had earned by selling their crops, thereby keeping the men always indebted to them. This was peonage, and it was a common practice in the South during the Jim Crow years. When federal agents began sniffing around Williams’s farm for evidence of peonage, Williams took matters into his own hands and caused one of his workers, Clyde Manning, to murder the men Williams had in peonage. At least eleven men were killed over a few days, though there is evidence to suggest that Williams and his grown sons often killed the men they held in peonage.
This book describes the practice of peonage, and explains why Manning himself was in thrall to Williams. Other men had run away from the Williams farm, and they all had been captured, brought back, and beaten, if not outright murdered. Every time a man went missing, the other hands knew what had happened to him, but they were terrified to discuss it, in case Williams overheard and decided to get rid of them too.
What is surprising is that Williams was actually found guilty of the murders. What was far less surprising to me was how often the judges and lawyers on both sides used the N-word, and other derogatory terms for Black people. For so many years, Black people were dehumanized, the better to keep them as property instead of recognizing that they too are human beings that deserve basic human rights.
While at times dry, it was also fascinating to read about how the NAACP viewed this atrocity. It makes me so angry that so many Black men were lynched, strung up and hanged to death, and white men would say it was to protect the purity and sanctity of white women, when that was rarely the reason for the lynchings. Anything could provoke a mob after a Black man, and no white perpetrator was going to be brought to justice over it. A shameful chapter in our nation’s history, indeed.
It was also unsettling to read how southerners of the era viewed Jews, and that a Jewish man was lynched not long before the Murder Farm atrocities came to light.
This is a gripping book, and one that covers an important, though ugly, occurrence in the United States. We have much to be ashamed of in our treatment of those who were not considered white.