Aside from some speculation about the dialogue between the victim and the man convicted of killing her, this is a fairly straightforward ballad about a murder case that has generated much manufactured controversy.
In April 1913, 13-year-old Mary Phagan was found brutally murdered in the basement of the pencil factory where she worked, by the African-American security man Newt Lee, and although the investigation was far from exemplary, and included two exhumations of the body, the police eventually focused their attention on two suspects: the quite wealthy manager and part owner of the factory, Leo Frank, and Jim Conley, a semi-literate African American.
While Frank pleaded total ignorance of the crime, he was the last person (bar one?) to see the victim alive, but Conley implicated him claiming he'd bribed him to dispose of the body. Because of the bizarre nature of some of the evidence - two crudely forged letters found at the crime scene which Conley admitted writing - there was really no question about his involvement.
Frank, who was Jewish, was indicted and convicted primarily on the evidence of Conley, and sentenced to death, though this sentence was commuted to life imprisonment. That might have been the end of the matter, but in August 1915 a lynch mob, the self-styled "Knights of Mary Phagan," broke into the prison where Frank was being held, kidnapped him and strung him up.
In his 1966 book The Lynching Of Leo Frank
, Henry Golden quotes Frank's lawyer who said of Jim Conley: "Who is Conley? Who was Conley as he used to be and as you have seen him? He was a dirty, filthy, black drunken, lying ni--er... Who was it that made this dirty ni--er come up here looking so slick? Why didn't they let you see him as he was?"
Frank himself made similar disparaging comments suggesting that it was absurd to indict him on the word of a "black brute."
Commenting 50 years after the case, McLellan Smith, who covered the story as a cub reporter, wrote that a man of Conley's mental capacity could have been broken if he was lying, adding that he certainly impressed on the witness stand.
In 1986, under continued pressure including new evidence of doubtful probity, the Georgia State Board of Pardons and Paroles granted Frank a posthumous pardon, but without addressing the question of his guilt.
Carson's song sums up the mood of the time, which was not anti-Semitism, rather a sense of outrage that a man should murder a child and attempt to avoid justice by hiring expensive lawyers and casting unwarranted aspersions on his principal accuser.
After Governor Slaton commuted Frank's death sentence, Carson wrote another version of the song in which he accused him of taking a million dollar bribe from a New York bank. He ended up in jail for slander.
Alexander Baron - London, England, for above 2