The Detroit tribune. (Detroit, Mich.) 1935-1966, 1942-12-12

saw Jan as though someone haa
performed an operation unon he
eyes. or as though someone h,d
snatched deforming mask from
JAMS face.
Bigger started neryously the
preachers hand came 10 hs
shoulder.
"Ah don't wanna break in n,
NEEDLE where All amt got no bis.
ness, subj the preacher said in A
tone that was militant, bu, defer.
ring. but there amt no usa drae.
gin no Communism in ths thing,
Mistah. All respecks 20 feeinS
powerfully. sub: but vhut yoh's
astin' JUS stirs up mo hate. Whut
this no boy needs Is under.
standin'. 49,"
But he's got to fght for H. Ian
said.
"Ah'm wild yuh when yuh wanna
change mems hearts" the pscacber
said. But All can't e. uld vuh
when yuh wanna stir up mo-
hate.
Bigger sat looking from one 10
the other, bewldered.
How on earth aie you going 10
change mems hearts when ihs
newspapers are tanning hate into
them every day" Jan asked.
"Gawd kin change EN- the
preacher said fervently.
Jan turned to Bigger.
Wont you let my friend help
you. Bigger"
Biggers eyes looked round The
room. as II seeking means o,
escape. What could he say, He vas
guilty.
Forget me" he mumbled
II can't Jan said.
It's over for me- Bigger said.
Don't you believe in YOU self.'
Nav Bigger whispered tensey
"You believed enough To kill. ycu
thought you we're settling some
thing. or you wouldn't've killed"
Jan said.
Bigger stared and did MOI an
swer. Did this man believe in him
that much?
Il want you to talk 10 Max"
Jan said.
Jan went to the door. A police
man opened II from the outside.
Bigger sat. open-mouthed. trying to
feel where all this Was bearing
him. He saw mans head come
into the door. a head strange and
white, with silver hair and lean
white face that he had never seen
before.
Come on In" Jan said
Thanks"
The voice was quiet firm. but
kind: there was about the mans
thin lips a faint smile that seemed
10 have always been there. The
man stepped inside. he was tall.
How are you. Bigger
Bigger did not answer lle was
doubtful again. Was this d trap
OF some kind?
This is Reverend Hammond.
Max" Jan said.
Max shook hands with the
preacher, then turned 70 Bigger.
II want TO talk to Won. Max
said. I'm from the Labor De-
tenders. | want to help YOU
Il amt got no money Bigger
said.
II know that. Listen. Bigger.
don't be afraid OF me. And dontDe
afraid OF Jan. We're not angiV
with you. l want TO represen, you
In court. Have you spoken to any
other lawyer?"
Bigger looked at Jan and Max
again. They seemed all right. But
how on earth could they hep him.
He wanted help. but dared mol
think that anybody would want 10
do anything for him now.
"Nawsuh." no whispered.
How have they treated your
Did they beat your
II been sick" Bigger said know
ing that he had to explain why ne
had not spoken or eaten In lhree
days. Il been eick and / don't
know"
Are you willing t. let us ham
die your case?"
II amt got no money
Forget about that. Listen, they re
taking you back to the inoues' 'H's
afternoon. But you don't have 70
answer any questions. seeg JUST
cit and saw nothing. I'll be there
and you won't have to be search.
After the inquest they'll take YOU
10 the Cook County jail and III Dc
over 10 talk with you"
"Yessuh."
Here: take these cigarettes
Thank you. sub"
The door swung in and tan,
big-faced man with grey ewes canis
forward hurriedIy. Max and Jsn
and the preacher stood TO one sius'
Bigger stared at the mans tace'
II teased him. Then ne Ie.
membered II was Buckley. the ma, M.
whose face he had seen the ~oIH -
men pasting on a billboard rev
mornings ago. Bigger listened ~
the men talk. feeling In the tones
OF their Vices a deep hostiliiv ~
ward one another.
so. you're hornIng IN aeA'"'
hunh. Max" 49,.
"ThIs boys nv client and pc "a
signing no confessions" Max ss ',,,,
what the hell 10 J wan W. va
HE confessional" Buckley fsen.
We've enough evidence on ny.