The Detroit tribune. (Detroit, Mich.) 1935-1966, 1936-05-23

would be worth more to his race
with his national renown, couldn't
they realize it. 1t would put him in
big places and among men whose
aid he could enlist in the interest
OF his people.
And so he unused as he drove
through the streets of Carsele. See
ing the crowds of pleasure seekers
strolling leisurely along made him
wish for Nancy, longing to see her
sitting there by his side, her lovely
little face alight with the thrill OF
an evening Of pleasure. He sighed.
How he loved her, she had taken
possession OF his heart and life
and his dreams were all of her, and
what the future held for them. He
visioned a road stretching out be-
fore them, a path of never ending
beauty, true there were the stones
TO contend with but what of that as
long as they were together. The
odor OF new green grass greeted
him, as he turned down the long
smooth highway that leads to his
nOn,e-'Ils and some day-Nancy $.
Ine Laughing voices OF children's
play, sounds OF lawn mowers, joVi-
al laughter Of neIghbors brought
spring closer to summer. A red
arched roof showing above tall
trees, and faint pink of the sinking
sun on green shutters told Jason
he was home. He neared it with
PRIDE. 1t stood proudly among It's
neignDOrs, with an air OF dignity.
Mother Emory's flowers were lift
| ing their heads and smiling with
various shades of colors. His cas-
tie and some day it would ring
with the joyous shouts of children.
AS his car rolled smoothly up the
side drive his mother came TO the
door. Hurry, Jason, Nancy just
called up and told me to ask you
to hurry right over" 1t must be
important, because Nancy never
calls when she is expecting you"
Jason turned off his motor quick
ly, and followed his mother into
the house. Did she give any rea-
son for calling" he looked at his
~atcn, I'm uue uAere III a few
minutes, anyway and he hurried
up to his room. But his mother did
not answer his question, insted
she called out, anxiously, Jason,
you're not going without your
dinner?"
.Jason's voice could be heard
above the running water from the
wash bowls as he prepared to
shave. I'm not II u IL cry
mother, just fix me cup of coffee
and a little piece of pie, anything
iii do" and he slammed the dOoI
with out waiting for her answer.
He knew what it would be. Jason's
meas ere almost a ritual wlCn
his mother.
AS he shaved he wondered what |
Nancy wanted, maybe he'd better
call her up before he left the
house. AS Jason entered the din
ming room, seven minutes later, his
coffee a loving golden color was
at his place with large plate OF
dainty sandwiches. His heart glow
ed with love for this dear little
mother, always looking out for him,
nothing pleased her more than liz
| ing for Jason. He often leased her.
You'll make a baby out Of me
yet" he would tell her, pretend
ing to frown in displeasure, but he
| couldn't fool mother, she knew
he adored being fused over.
L know I'm making it hard.
for Nancy" she would smile
but she did not stop, for Jason
was her all and she was so
proud of him. She lifted her
head from the paper she was
reading as Jason entered. "Oh
Jason, Smith and Davis nave
withdrawn from Joe Clark's
case, isn't that a shame. What
will they do now?
Jason snatched up the table
napkin, shock it out and spread II
over his knee before answering.
"They will no doubt find more
lawyers, the world is full and he
stirred his coffee viciously as the
words of Pete the garage man and
his assistant came TO him. HI
mother shook her head, as she
pushed back the soft gray hair that
fell over her forehead. mot good
ones, they are hard to find. And
they are determined not to IL |
white attorney. / can't blame them
either, why have our Colored law
yers and then go out and engage a
white lawyer when you need one.
Jason almost CUPID his coffee |
and did not answer, he hoped she
would change the subject He had
heard enough about the Clark case
for one day. AS he arose from the
table his mother again spoke, hur-
riedly and bit decapercatingly; |
Jason, Mrs. Jones called up this
afternoon and asked me to use my
influence in getting you TO re-
consider II as attorney |
in the case. She stopped when she
met the CLEAN in Jason's eye, that
told her he was displeased. Jason,
his nerves already jumpy from the
Clark case, answered his mother
trifle shortly, an unusual thing for
Jason. al certainly wish people
would consider my side of this
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