Mexican President-On-The-Lam Venustiano Carranza is dead. To this day we don’t know whether he was killed or killed himself. Either way, his camp was surrounded and he was done. Obregón, who would have preferred to see Carranza either on trial or in exile, will attempt to blame the general in command of the forces besieging Carranza for not bringing him in alive.
Pres. Wilson accepts the San Remo conference’s request that he arbitrate the Turkey-Armenia border. He was also asked to accept the League of Nations mandate for Armenia, but hasn’t answered one way or the other.
The Anderson Galleries of New York City auction off a bunch of the former kaiser Wilhelm’s shit – chairs, clocks, draperies, cigarette boxes, and so on – seized from his many palaces by his many creditors. The gallery says the goods went for about 50% more than if they’d come from some rando. A mahogany commode that presumably once touched the emperor’s actual pale bottom fetched $1,100. I wonder where it is today.
The governor of Georgia and the mayor of Atlanta invite the NAACP to hold its convention in that city. Is it a trap? It’s probably a trap.
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