The Detroit tribune. (Detroit, Mich.) 1935-1966, 1936-07-11
Chapter XIV

AS recess was taken, there was
murmur of hatred and disatis-
faction by the Carsilie whites.
Jason brushed aside with a smile
the OBTAINING hands OF those who
were SO proud Of him. He had seen
Nancy making her way toward him
! He started forward to meet her
A court clerk quietly placed a
sealed letter in his hand.
Jason thanked him and thrust the
letter hurriedly in his pocket and
held out his hand 10 Nancy.
Days of misunderstanding van
ished as he looked deep into Nan
cy's soft glowing eyes.
Nancy he whispered tenderly
in her ear.
"Oh Jason, she murmured
proudly.
Mother Clark started up to Jas
on but seeing the rapt look on the
faces OF Jason and Nancy, she
laughed softly as she turned to
Mrs. Jones.
They can't see us right now,
Mrs. Jones.
Il guess not, and Mrs. Jones
chuckled with an indulgent smile.
The court room cleared rapidly,
few remaining to retain their
seats.
Jason tucked Nancys little hand
under his arm.
Come to lunch with me, dar-
ling"
with pleasure, Mr.. Emory"
Don't Nancy dear, even in fun.
Let's hear you say Jason, in your
sweetest manner"
Jason, she whispered so soft
ly he could hardly hear and he
leaned down to catch the sound
that always thrill him.. Nancy
made it tone poem when she call
ed him in that sweet rich voice
of hers.
For days he had tried to catch
the sound of her voice, saying Jas
on and it had always eluded him.
Looking around quickly, and see
ing the crowd had left the corri-
der, he kissed Nancy swiftly.
"Oh Jason, and Nancy's voice
was shocked, but her eyes were
shining and suffused with love.
They were the center of all eyes
as they entered the smart little
cafe across the street from the
court house.
There was an excited buzz.
There's JASON, whispered the
ladies, look at those shoulders"
The men nudged their approval
of Nancy,who was looking unus-
ually well in a neat little blue
suit, with a smart blue hat, trim
med in satin corn colored ribbon.
Her thick waving black hair fell
like a cascade over her slender
shoulders, while her pretty little
oval face was tinged with color,
her eyes glowed LUMINOSITY as she
turned them to Jason, who was
pulling out her chair, with the air
of a royal courtier.
Not BAD, smiled the gentlemen
of the cafe, as Nancy seated her
self gracefully in the small orange
covered chair.
But Nancy and Jason noticed no
one. They were entirely absorbed
in each other. Jason's eyes car
ressed Nancy as he whispered.
Have you forgiven me darling?"
Forgiven you, she echoed soft
ly. I'm the one to ask forgiveness
l should have known better than
to try to nag you into pleasing me
Il should have understood Nan
cy", he answered soberly.
"Oh, Jason, I'm so proud of you"
and her eyes filled with happiness.
The trim little waitress came for
their order. She was a tall slim
brown skin girl. She took Jason's
order with awe.
The Negro lawyer that made even
the white people sit up and take
notice, when he turned down
glorious career to fight the cause
of his race. No wonder colored
Carsilie adored him.
Nancy and Jason toyed with their
food. They were obvious to the
surroundings. The hum of the
diners and the subdued clatter of
cutlery failed TO bring them out
of their dream.
A newsboy's voice could be heard
calling, extra, extra, Emory wins
first tilt in Clark case. He en-
tered the cafe and out-stretched
hands reached for papers.
Nancys eyes g1owed as she said.
"Oh, Jason, my dear you were
wonderful.
Jason laid his hand over hers.
you darling" AS he reached in
his coat pocket for a handkerchief,
the letter that the court clerk had
handed him fell on the floor. He
picked it up and looked at is GU
riously, a puzzled frown on his
face.
what is it JASON, asked Nan
cy.
1.-THE court clerk handed it to
me as I left the courtroom, he an
swered, and he tore open the let
ter. Nancy watched him. She saw
his lips tighten, then he laughed,
and put it back in his pocket.
Nancy had a feeling that this