I will do w I can.’

    ?Yes, I glad to icking togetruggling along and , and some day us will he Beyond.’

    Psor Copeland said bitterly. I believe in justice now.’

    t you say you believe in? You speak so

    able to hear you.’

    In justice for us. Justice for us Negroes.t right.’

    t be still. ed to sit up and speak in a loud voice—yet o raise  find trengt gre be silent But to listen and to hear him.

    ?Git, Lee Jackson. Git, s and quit t a long o go.’

    AfternoonJ AKE ran at a violent, clumsy pace.  t into a side alley, climbed a fence, and ened onaste of vomit in . A barking dog cil opped long enougo ten it h a rock.

    o h.

    C! So t. A fig tles. C! And tton candy and t all. Fig and sun. t of teet ! And t  loose a  stop. And to t knowing.

    Not even kno . C! Nobody could opped it.

    Jake slowed and jerked o look behind him.

    ty. ed and ere and felt better.  eig cuts t o go. t from all ts. arted off again, time at a steady jog.

    Nobody could opped it. All tamped t like sudden fires. All but this

    figopped. It seemed to blaze up out of notopped to get a glass of er. As e boy and a Negro ernoon, for it urday and time t  and tink in the air.

    t a big figime. And time to tood c five seconds before o t s time  of many t of Singer.  of ternoons and t nigs he quarrels he had hushed.

    tknife in t of people and jumped on t dooget on t inrampled on ime  to  again t ing te men and te men en to t