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An electrifying story of the sensational murder trial that divided a city and ignited the civil rights struggle

In 1925, Detroit was a smoky swirl of jazz and speakeasies, assembly lines and fistfights. The advent of automobiles had brought workers from around the globe to compete for manufacturing jobs, and tensions often flared with the KKK in ascendance and violence rising. Ossian Sweet, a proud Negro doctor-grandson of a slave-had made the long climb from the ghetto to a home of his own in a previously all-white neighborhood. Yet just after his arrival, a mob gathered outside his house; suddenly, shots rang out: Sweet, or one of his defenders, had accidentally killed one of the whites threatening their lives and homes.

And so it began-a chain of events that brought America's greatest attorney, Clarence Darrow, into the fray and transformed Sweet into a controversial symbol of equality. Historian Kevin Boyle weaves the police investigation and courtroom drama of Sweet's murder trial into an unforgettable tapestry of narrative history that documents the volatile America of the 1920s and movingly re-creates the Sweet family's journey from slavery through the Great Migration to the middle class. Ossian Sweet's story, so richly and poignantly captured here, is an epic tale of one man trapped by the battles of his era's changing times.

 

Arc of Justice is the winner of the 2004 National Book Award for Nonfiction.

Winner of the National Book Award in Nonfiction

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Editorial Reviews

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“Dr. Ossian Sweet bought a house in a white neighborhood in 1925. Detroit exploded as a result, and a largely forgotten, yet pivotal, civil rights moment in modern American history unfolded. Kevin Boyle's vivid, deeply researched Arc of Justice is a powerful document that reads like a Greek tragedy in black and white. The lessons in liberty and law to be learned from it are color blind.”

—David Levering Lewis, Pulitzer Prize-winning biographer of W. E. B. Du Bois

"Arc of Justice perfectly illustrates why W.E.B. Du Bois insisted that a keen sense of drama and tragedy is the ally, not the enemy, of clear-eyed historical analysis of race in U.S. history. By turns a crime story and a gripping courtroom drama, a family tale and a stirring account of resistance, an evocation of American dreams and a narration of American violence, Boyle's study takes us to the heart of interior lives and racist social processes at a key juncture in U.S. history.

—David Roediger, Babcock Professor of African American Studies and History, University of Illinois, author of Colored White: Transcending the Racial Past

“What a powerful and beautiful book! Kevin Boyle has done a great service to history with Arc of Justice. With deep research and graceful prose, he has taken a single moment, the hot September day in 1925 when Ossian and Gladys Sweet moved into a bungalow on Garland Avenue in Detroit, and from that woven an amazing and unforgettable story of prejudice and justice at the dawn of America's racial awakening.”

—David Maraniss, winner of the Pulitzer Prize and author of They Marched Into Sunlight and When Pride Still Mattered

“There are many hidden and semi-hidden and half-forgotten markers of the civil rights movement. Kevin Boyle's careful, detailed study of a 1925 murder trial in Detroit is one such precursing marker. Arc of Justice is a necessary contribution to what seems like an insoluble moral dilemma: race in America.”

—Paul Hendrickson, author of Sons of Mississippi: A Story of Race and Its Legacy

“A welcome book on an important case. In Kevin Boyle’s evocative account, the civil rights saga of Gladys and Ossian Sweet finally has the home it has long deserved.”

—Philip Dray, author of At the Hands of Persons Unknown: The Lynching of Black America

Arc of Justice is one of the most engrossing books I have ever read. It is, at once, a poignant biography, a tour-de-force of historical detective work, a gripping courtroom drama, and a powerful reflection on race relations in America. Better than any historian to date, Kevin Boyle captures the tensions of the Jazz Age: a period that witnessed the rebirth of the Ku Klux Klan and the flowering of the Harlem Renaissance; the clampdown on immigration and the emergence of an ethnic insurgency; the crystallization of racial segregation both north and south and the rise of the modern civil rights movement. The troubled and exciting history of America in the 1920s comes alive in his vivid portraits of striving black physician Ossian Sweet, charged with murder; Sweet’s brilliant legal team led by the incomparable Clarence Darrow; his tireless advocates James Weldon Johnson and Walter White; and trial judge and future Supreme Court justice Frank Murphy. Arc of Justice is a masterpiece.”

—Thomas J. Sugrue, Bicentennial Class of 1940 Professor of History, University of Pennsylvania, author of the Bancroft Prize-winning, Origins of the Urban Crisis

Patricia Cohen
Arc of Justice is an impressive work. Deftly weaving together biography, courtroom drama and social history, Mr. Boyle has produced a meticulously researched and engrossing book. Though the prose overheats at times, Mr. Boyle spins a good tale that holds the reader's attention till the very last line.
The New York Times
Timothy B. Tyson
With his masterful new book, winner of a National Book Award, Ohio State University historian Kevin Boyle joins the ranks of distinguished narrators of American life. In luminous and unforgettable language, Boyle recounts the tale of Ossian and Gladys Sweet, whose gripping story illuminates America in the rising era of the automobile and turns toward the civil rights struggles looming just ahead.
— The Washington Post
Publishers Weekly
History professor Boyle (The UAW and the Heyday of American Liberalism, 1945-1968) has brilliantly rescued from obscurity a fascinating chapter in American history that had profound implications for the rise of the Civil Rights movement. With a novelist's craft, Boyle opens with a compelling prologue portraying the migration of African-Americans in the 1920s to the industrial cities of the North, where they sought a better life and economic opportunity. This stirring section, with echoes of Dickens's Hard Times, sets the stage for the ordeal of Dr. Ossian Sweet, who moves with his young family to a previously all-white Detroit neighborhood. When the local block association incites a mob to drive Sweet back to the ghetto, he gathers friends and acquaintances to defend his new home with a deadly arsenal. The resulting shooting death of a white man leads to a sensational murder trial, featuring the legendary Clarence Darrow, fresh from the Scopes Monkey trial, defending Sweet, his family and their associates. This popular history, which explores the politics of racism and the internecine battles within the nascent Civil Rights movement, grips right up to the stunning jaw-dropper of an ending. 8 pages of b&w photos not seen by PW. (Sept. 7) Copyright 2004 Reed Business Information.
Library Journal
Detroit native Boyle (history, Ohio State Univ.) re-creates the racial thinking and tensions that produced the politics, prosecution, and personal tragedy of People v. Ossian Sweet. The 1925 Michigan murder case tried a black physician for shooting and killing a white man in a mob trying to run him out of the home he and his wife had just bought in a previously all-white neighborhood just outside Detroit. Against images of a 10,000-strong KKK rally on Detroit's west side, Boyle makes the Sweet episode a tableau for U.S. justice and race relations. He sketches the time, the place, and the major players, from Sweet to local politicians in a hot mayoral race to NAACP leaders, who hired legendary trial lawyer Clarence Darrow and cast Sweet as a symbol in a crusade against residential racial segregation. This fact-filled, people-focused, readable work complements the growing literature on race in Detroit (e.g., Phyllis Vine's One Man's Castle: Clarence Darrow and the Defense of the American Dream) and in 20th-century U.S. urban development.-Thomas J. Davis, Arizona State Univ., Tempe Copyright 2004 Reed Business Information.
Kirkus Reviews
A murder case in Detroit lies at the heart of labor scholar Boyle's wide-ranging examination of race relations early in the 20th century. One September evening in 1925, physician Ossian Sweet and his young family spent their first night in their new home on Garland Avenue, a previously all-white block four miles east of downtown. The very next evening, a crowd formed across the street from the Sweets' bungalow, which now sheltered some volunteer defenders. Rocks were thrown, shots were fired from the house, and a white man lay dead. Boyle (History/Ohio State) meticulously tells the story of the Sweets, one family among the many who participated in the grand effort to do away with Jim Crow laws. The '20s were the decade of the New Negro, the Harlem Renaissance, and the rise of the African Methodist Episcopal Church. The KKK's Invisible Empire spread in response to black militancy, but the NAACP also grew, thanks to remarkable activists like James Weldon Johnson and William White. The Great Migration brought strivers by the thousands from oppression in Dixie to unexpected prejudice in the urban North, including the Motor City. Born and raised in Detroit, Boyle depicts the politics and people of the industrial metropolis, vividly evoking life in the city's Black Bottom ghetto. He presents a balanced, considered portrait of Sweet, born in rural Florida, a graduate of Wilberforce University and Howard Medical School, and of other players in the drama. Along the way, he establishes an early tension that, after instruction in some African-American history, culminates in a classic courtroom drama starring the Great Defender himself, Clarence Darrow. Told with exemplary care and intelligence, thisnarrative chronicles inflammatory times in black and white America and pays tribute to those heroes who struggled to get Old Jim Crow where he lived. The way history should be written. (8 pp. b&w photos, not seen)
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Product Details

  • ISBN-13: 9780805071450
  • Publisher: Holt, Henry & Company, Inc.
  • Publication date: 9/28/2004
  • Edition description: First Edition
  • Edition number: 1
  • Pages: 432
  • Product dimensions: 5.92 (w) x 9.96 (h) x 1.55 (d)

Meet the Author

Kevin Boyle

Kevin Boyle, a professor of history at Ohio State University, is the author of The UAW and the Heyday of American Liberalism, 1945-1968. A former associate professor at the University of Massachusetts, he is also the recipient of fellowships from the Guggenheim Foundation, the National Endowment for the Humanities, and the American Council of Learned Societies.

He lives in Bexley, Ohio.

Biography

Kevin Boyle, a professor of history at Ohio State University, is the author of The UAW and the Heyday of American Liberalism, 1945-1968. A former associate professor at the University of Massachusetts, he is also the recipient of fellowships from the Guggenheim Foundation, the National Endowment for the Humanities, and the American Council of Learned Societies. He lives in Bexley, Ohio.

Author biography courtesy of Henry Holt and Company.

Good To Know

Some outtakes from our interview with Boyle:

"I love to read the high-end restaurant reviews in The New York Times, but the restaurant I long to revisit is a fish and chips shop in Stillorgan, Ireland. My family spent a year living just down the road from the shop, and we stopped in so often the crew behind the counter came to know our order by heart. That year's diet probably cut a couple of years off my life expectancy."

"When I settle at my desk to write, I sit on a chair that comes from Detroit's old ballpark, Tiger Stadium. It has ancient wooden slats covered with decades of paint; it's completely uncomfortable; and despite my wife's protests, I'm never giving it up."

"Our family is rounded out by an aging border collie mix we rescued from the Detroit Humane Society 13 years ago. She came to us a terrified puppy, and after years of care and attention -- well, she's a terrified old dog."

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    1. Hometown:
      Bexley, Ohio
    1. Date of Birth:
      October 7, 1960
    2. Place of Birth:
      Detroit, Michigan
    1. Education:
      B.A., University of Detroit, 1982; M.A., University of Michigan, 1984; Ph.D., University of Michigan, 1990

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ARC OF JUSTICE

A SAGA OF RACE, CIVIL RIGHTS, AND MURDER IN THE JAZZ AGE
By KEVIN BOYLE

HENRY HOLT AND COMPANY

Copyright © 2004 Kevin Boyle
All right reserved.

ISBN: 0-8050-7145-8


Chapter One

WHERE DEATH WAITS

The streets of Detroit shimmered with heat. Most years, autumn arrived the first week of September. Not in 1925. Two days past Labor Day and the sun blazed like July. Heat curled up from the asphalt, wrapped around telephone poles and streetlight stanchions, drifted past the unmarked doors of darkened speakeasies, seeped through windows thrown open to catch a breeze, and settled into the city's flats and houses where it lay, thick and oppressive, as afternoon edged into evening.

Detroit had been an attractive place in the nineteenth century, a medium-size midwestern city made graceful by its founders' French design. Five broad boulevards radiated outward like the spokes of a wheel-one each running east, northeast, north, northwest, and west-from the compact downtown. Detroit's grand promenades, these boulevards were lined with the mansions of the well-to-do, mammoth stone churches, imposing businesses, and exclusive clubs. Between the boulevards lay Detroit's neighborhoods, row after row of modest single-family homes interspersed with empty lots, waiting for the development that boosters continually claimed was coming but never seemed to arrive.

The auto boom changed everything. Plenty of cities had automakers in the early days, but Detroit had the young industry's geniuses, practical men seduced by the beauty of well-ordered mechanical systems and fascinated by the challenge of efficiency. German and French manufacturers had invented automobiles in the 1870s. It was Detroit's brilliance to reinvent them. In the early days of the twentieth century, the city's aspiring automakers had disassembled the European-made horseless carriages, studying every part, tinkering with the designs, searching for ways to make them work more smoothly and to manufacture them more cheaply. By 1914, when Henry Ford unveiled his restructured Highland Park plant north of downtown, the process was complete. Ford had created a factory as complex as the automobile itself, floor after floor full of machines intricately designed and artfully arranged to make and assemble auto parts faster than anyone thought possible. Three hundred thousand Model T's rolled out of the factory that year, inexpensive, elegantly simple, utterly dependable cars for ordinary folk like Ford himself.

Ford's triumph triggered the industrial version of a gold rush. Other manufacturers grabbed great parcels of land for factories. The Dodge Brothers, John and Horace, started work on a complex large enough to rival Ford's on the northeast side, Walter Chrysler built a sprawling plant on the far reaches of the east side, near the Detroit River; Walter O. Briggs scattered a series of factories across the city. Aspiring entrepreneurs filled the side streets with tiny machine shops and parts plants that they hoped would earn them a cut of seemingly unending profits. The frenzy transformed Detroit itself into a great machine. By 1925, its grand boulevards were shadowed by stark factory walls and canopied by tangles of telephone lines and streetcar cables. Once fine buildings were now enveloped in a perpetual haze from dozens of coal-fired furnaces.

More than a decade had passed since Henry Ford, desperate to keep his workers on the line, doubled their wages to an unprecedented five dollars a day. Word of Detroit's high-paying jobs had shot through Pennsylvania mining camps, British shipyards, Mississippi farmhouses, and peasant villages from Sonora to Abruzzi. Tens of thousands of working people poured into the city, lining up at the factory gates, looking for their share of the machinists' dream. Eleven years on, they were still coming. In 1900, when Ford was first organizing his company, Detroit had 285,000 people living within its city limits. By 1925, it had 1.25 million. Only New York, Chicago, and Philadelphia were bigger, and Detroit was rapidly closing the gap. "Detroit is Eldorado," wrote an awed magazine reporter. "It is staccato American. It is shockingly dynamic."

And it was completely overwhelming. While the auto magnates retreated to the serenity of their sparkling new suburban estates, working people struggled to hold on to a sliver of space somewhere in Detroit's vast grid of smoke gray side streets. In the center city, where Negroes and the poorest immigrants lived, two, three, or more families shared tiny workmen's cottages built generations before. Single men jammed into desperately overcrowded rooming houses, sleeping in shifts so that landlords could double the fees they collected for the privilege of eight hours' rest on flea-infested mattresses. Beyond the inner ring, a mile or so from downtown, the nineteenth-century city gradually gave way to a sprawl of new neighborhoods. First came vast tracts of flats and jerry-rigged houses for those members of the working class lucky enough to find five-dollar-a-day jobs. Immigrants clustered on the east side of the city, the native-born on the west side, all of them paying premium prices for homes slapped up amid factories, warehouses, and railroad yards or along barren streetscapes. Workers' neighborhoods blended almost imperceptibly into areas dominated by craftsmen and clerks, Detroit's solid middle strata, who struggled mightily to afford the tiny touches that set them apart from the masses: a bit of distance from the factory gates, a patch of grass front and back. Finally, out near the suburbs' borders lay pockets of comfortable middle-class houses, miniature versions of the mock Tudors and colonial revivals favored by the upper crust, so beyond the means of most Detroiters it wasn't even worth the effort of dreaming about them.

Garland Avenue sat squarely in the middle range, four miles east of downtown, halfway between the squalor of the inner city and the splendor of suburban Grosse Pointe. Despite its name, it wasn't an avenue at all. It was just a side street, two miles of pavement running straight north from Jefferson Avenue, Detroit's southeastern boulevard, to Gratiot Avenue, the northeastern boulevard.

In 1900, Garland was nothing more than a plan on a plat book, but developers had raced to fill it in. To squeeze out every bit of space, they cut the street into long blocks, broken by cross streets that could serve as business strips. Then they sliced each block into twenty or thirty thin lots 35 feet wide and 125 feet deep. A few plots were sold to families who wanted to build their own homes, the way working people always used to do. On the remaining lots, developers built utilitarian houses for the middling sort: long, narrow wood-frame, two-family flats, one apartment up, another down, each with its own entrance off a porch that ran the length of the front. Behind each house was a small yard, barely big enough for a garden, leading out to the alleyway; in front was a postage-stamp lawn running from the porch to the spindly elms planted at curbside. Only a few feet of open space separated one building from another, a space so small that, from the right angle, the houses seemed to fade one into another, much as one machine seemed to fade into another along an assembly line.

The people who lived up and down the street didn't have the education, the credentials, or the polish of the lawyers, accountants, and college professors who lived in the city's outer reaches. But they had all the attributes necessary to keep themselves out of the inner city, and that's what mattered most. Of come, they were white, each and every one. The vast majority of them were American born, and the few foreigners living on the street came from respectable stock; they were Germans, Englishmen, Irishmen, and Scotsmen, not the Poles or Russians or Greeks who filled so much of the east side. Some of them were native Detroiters, and virtually all the rest had come to the city from other northern states, so they knew how to make their way in the big city: they understood how to work their way into the trades, how to use a membership in the Masons or the Odd Fellows to pry open employment-office doors, how to flash a bit of fast talk to sway a reluctant buyer.

Such advantages helped the people of Garland find solid jobs, a blessing in a city that burned through workingmen, then tossed them aside. A minority of the men worked as salesmen, teachers, and shop clerks, the sort of jobs that didn't pay particularly well but kept the hands clean. A few more were craftsmen, the elite of the working class, trained in metal work or carpentry or machine repair and fiercely proud of the knowledge they carried under their cloth caps. Many more had clawed their way to the top rung of factory labor. They were foremen, inspectors, supervisors, men who spent their days in the noise and dirt of the shop floor making sure that others did the backbreaking, mind-numbing work required to keep shiny new cars flowing out of the factories.

Most of the women worked at home. They rose early to make husbands and boarders breakfasts sufficient to steel them for a day of work, then bustled children off to school-the youngest to Julia Ward Howe Elementary, a brooding two-story brick building at the intersection of Garland and Charlevoix, three blocks north of Jefferson; the older ones to Foch Middle School and Southeastern High. Mornings and afternoons were spent shopping and sweeping and washing clothes streaked with machine oil and alley dirt. Their evenings were devoted to cooking and cleaning dishes while their husbands relaxed with the newspaper or puttered out in the garage.

No matter how many advantages the families along Garland Avenue enjoyed, though, it was always a struggle to hold on. Housing prices had spiraled upward so fearfully the only way a lot of folks could buy a flat or a house was to take on a crippling burden of debt. The massive weight of double mortgages or usurious land contracts threatened to crack family budgets. Men feared the unexpected assault on incomes that at their best barely covered monthly payments: the commission that failed to come through; the rebellious work crew that cost a foreman his job; the sudden recession that shuttered factories for a few weeks. And now they faced this terrible turn of events: Negroes were moving onto the street, breaking into white man's territory. News of their arrival meant so many things. A man felt his pride knotted and twisted. Parents feared for the safety of their daughters, who had to walk the same streets as colored men. And everyone knew that when the color line was breeched, housing values would collapse, spinning downward until Garland Avenue was swallowed into the ghetto and everything was lost.

* * *

Word that a colored family had bought the bungalow on the northwest corner of Garland and Charlevoix had first spread up and down the street in the early days of summer. The place was kitty-corner to the elementary school and directly across Garland from the Morning Star Market, the cramped neighborhood grocery where many of the women did their daily shopping. The rumors had caused a lot of consternation, much tough talk, and some serious threats. But most people were still surprised when, the day after Labor Day, policemen took up positions around the house.

The Negroes had arrived in the morning, half a dozen of them. Since they didn't have much furniture, they'd finished the move in no time at all. But the police had stayed all day and into the night. They returned first thing the next morning. A couple of patrolmen wandered listlessly back and forth along the blistering sidewalk as school let out at 3:15. An even larger official presence was in position-eight officers stationed around the intersection-when the men came home from the factories a few hours later.

Garland wasn't a friendly street. Neighbors might nod as they went to work, chat in line at the market. Kids might play together. But there were a few too many transients-a young couple renting out a flat, a single man boarding in a back bedroom-for folks to really feel connected to one another. Even longtime residents generally kept to themselves.

On the evening of September 9, 1925, though, neighbors couldn't wait to get outside. Partly, it was the soaring temperatures that drew them down to the street. But it was the pulsing energy, the surging excitement that really tugged at them. The Negroes were nowhere to be seen; there were no lights burning in the bungalow, no sign of movement anywhere on the property. But everyone knew they were in there. And everyone knew that the police were stationed out front because there might be trouble.

So people finished up their suppers and, one by one, drifted out to Garland. It was close to seven when Ray and Kathleen Dove brought their baby daughter onto the porch of their flat, almost directly across from the colored family's house. Ray had spent the day in the Murray Body plant, up near the Ford factory, where he worked as a metal finisher. It was a sweaty, dangerous job, grinding down the imperfections in steel auto bodies, making them as smooth as customers expected them to be. As usual, Ray came home anxious for an evening of relaxation. Kathleen sat in the chair she brought outside and Ray leaned against the railing, watching the baby play at his feet. Their two boarders, George Strauser and Bill Arthur, soon joined them. Strauser kept himself occupied by writing a letter. Arthur, only three days in the neighborhood, was content to sit with his landlords and pass the time while the sun slowly set.

As they chatted, the sidewalk in front of the Doves' house began to fill up with excited neighborhood children. Thirteen-year-old George Suppus dragged his little brother down the street as soon as they had finished their after-dinner chores. He met his best friend, Ulric Arthur, in front of the market. The three boys stood around for a while, watching the corner house, until a cop told them to move on. Then they wandered over to the Doves' front lawn, where no one seemed to care how long they loitered.

Most adults wouldn't admit to sharing the kids' curiosity, so those anxious to be outside fished for excuses. Leon Breiner, a foreman at the Continental Motors plant, lived a dozen houses north of the Doves, in a frame cottage much more modest than the bungalow the Negroes had bought. He had good reason to stay at home: his wife, Leona, suffered from a heart condition and the heat left her drained and often cross. But Breiner grew restless sitting alongside her in the rockers they had on their small front porch, and he volunteered to pick up a few items from the Morning Star Market down at the corner. Puffing on his pipe, he headed down toward the police.

Otto Lemhagen arrived at the corner shortly after seven to spend some time with his brother-in-law, Norton Schuknecht, a man of stature, an inspector in the Detroit Police Department, commander of the McClellan Avenue Station.

Continues...


Excerpted from ARC OF JUSTICE by KEVIN BOYLE Copyright © 2004 by Kevin Boyle. Excerpted by permission.
All rights reserved. No part of this excerpt may be reproduced or reprinted without permission in writing from the publisher.
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Table of Contents

Prologue: America: 1925 1
1 Where Death Waits 13
2 Ain't no Slavery no More 44
3 Migration 70
4 Uplift me, Pride 102
5 White Houses 133
6 The Letter of Your Law 170
7 Freedmen, Sons of God, Americans 197
8 The Prodigal Son 229
9 Prejudice 260
10 Judgment Day 300
Epilogue: Requiescam 337
Notes 347
Acknowledgments 397
Index 403
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  • Anonymous

    Posted November 20, 2008

    Had to buy it for History class...great book

    I had to buy this book for my history 442 class. This book is a long book but a great thriller. it ends sadly though...but a great story.

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  • Anonymous

    Posted May 17, 2013

    This book is sure one amazing one because it so surreal how Boyl

    This book is sure one amazing one because it so surreal how Boyle's is able to connect the historical event to what feels like a fictional piece. Kudos to him. The main character Mr. Ossian Sweet is moving into a white neighborhood during times of discrimination and his brother Henry Sweet is accused of murder on terms of self defense. Arc of justice shows that even passionate white lawyers can be good people too. 

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  • Posted December 11, 2008

    Ossian

    Bacon flip flopped through the time line to present a story from all sides. In a time of serious racial struggle, the Ossian Sweet case has been overlooked in history previously. Its implications of race issues integrated with class were thought provoking and worth great consideration. Bacon retold the true story in a way that would catch anyone's attention. This is a great inside look into the struggles of one man that can be linked with the struggles of many.

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  • Anonymous

    Posted December 10, 2008

    A very interesting read

    Kevin Boyle¿s book Arc of Justice is about the Ossian Sweet case. I really enjoyed this book because I had previously never heard of Ossian Sweet or knew about his trial. The book takes place in Detroit and when Ossian Sweet moves his family into an all white neighborhood. When a white man is killed the trials begin and the book takes us through step by step details of the trial. This book is suspenseful all the way to the end and the results of the trial. This book takes a look at the race relation in a city such as Detroit and includes many influential people from the period such as Clarence Darrow. This is a great informative read about a man who is little known but a really big part of the history of African Americans and the NAACP.

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  • Posted December 10, 2008

    Good Book

    This was a good book that everyone should know the story of! Reading this book truley opened my eyes to how large a problem racism was outside of the South. This stroy of Ossian Sweet depicts how a well to do doctor in Detriot is treaty like a common criminal for protecting his home and life. This book will enlighten you to how large the problem of racism was throughout the whole country.

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  • Posted December 8, 2008

    Arc of Justice

    Boyle tells the story of Ossian Sweet, an African American dealing with racial segregation in the 1920s. Sweet buys a house in a white neighborhood of suburban Detroit, but is met by resistance in the form of a white mob. Sweet meets the resistance with physical violence, and Clarence Darrow represented Sweet and his companions in one of the most famous trials of the decade. This book is particularly interesting because while most people are familiar with certain civil rights activist, Martin Luther King Jr. and Malcolm X for example, the tale of Ossian Sweet was widely unheard until the publication Arc of Justice. Another interesting aspect is while other activists worked their whole lives to gain national notoriety, Sweet had the spotlight thrust upon him. Boyle dictates how he was an average man looking to run a successful business, but over the course of one fateful night in Detroit, Ossian Sweet became the face of the African American race.

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  • Posted December 4, 2008

    Ossian Sweet

    Arc of Justice follows the turbulent life and trial of Ossian Sweet. Sweet was a young and succesful doctor looking for a home to settle in with his young family. When he picked a house in a white neighborhood he knew there was going to be trouble and moved in th reinforcements. When the riot he expected broke out shots were fired and two white men were shot. Boyle's book takes on the famous trial that Clarence Darrow headed. Boyle's writing is drenched in the context of the time, showing that the south wasnt the only place where racism was running rampid, and linking together all the contextual happenings of northern america to show why Sweet felt he had to move in to his home armed and ready for trouble

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  • Anonymous

    Posted November 25, 2008

    Arc of Justice

    This was a very interesting book. The beginning can be a little slow but as the story progresses it becomes quite interesting and can lend a very helping hand in understand Detroit in 1925. The racial tension is displayed thoughout the story and shows that despite being a city in the North, Detroit was filled with racial violence. It also has a powerful ending so be prepared.

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  • Anonymous

    Posted November 25, 2008

    A GREAT BOOK

    This was an awesome book. It starts off by relaying the actual events of the incident that took place at Ossian Sweet's house. It then took the reader back in time to when Ossian young and brings the reader all the way up to the time at hand. Overall a great book and would recommend it to anyone. The ending is sad so be ready to cry.

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  • Posted August 17, 2011

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    I Hate this Book

    It's a summer reading book and it is pure torture to read. I hate it. That is all.

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  • Posted November 13, 2008

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    Arc of Justice

    This is the incredible true story of race, mob violence, and murder in Detroit during the 1920s. Doctor Ossian Sweet and his wife Gladys were just looking for the perfect home to raise their little daughter. They found the right hose--in a white neighborhood. Their moving in will cause a near race riot when shots are fired from within the house to chase off a mob that is pelting the house. This act of resistance and defense will trigger off the decades biggest murder trail the city will see and the nations renowned defense attorney Clarance Darrow representing the defendants. This is a powerful story that most be told and thanks to the skill of Kevin Boyle the Sweets are finally getting the justice they deserve.

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