The Detroit tribune. (Detroit, Mich.) 1935-1966, 1942-09-26

( .ss what II was he was look
a. he had in his mind an
- OF Mary's head lying there
I'm and unburnt before the
IA eyes. Suddenly. the man
S,rhtened. only to stoop again.
Though unable to decide II the
ksnce Of his eyes was true.
IT, edged forward. his lungs
4 taking In or letting out air;
| himself was a huge furnace
through which no air could
| and the fear that surged into
stomach filling him, choking
was like the fumes OF smoke
4 had belched from the ash
kay the man called: his
4 sounded tentative. dubious.
Nhat. one man at the table
Iwered.
Rome here. Look" The mans
! was low excited tense; but
\ Il lacked in volume was more
4 made up for in the breath
manner in which he spoke.
words had rolled without eff
from his Inns.
he men set their cups down
! ran TO the pile OF ashes. Big
| doubtful and uncertain. paus-
las the men ran past him.
'What is IT."
What's the matter?"
bigger tiptoed and looked over
N shoulders; he did not know
J he got the strength to go and
D he Just found himself walk
and then found himself stand
and peering over the mems
Builders. lie saw a pile OF scat
"a ashes. nothing else. But
BE- must he something. or why
pld the men be looking?
FN'hat Is ~
|see' ThIs.~
Ehats"
Look. IT'S.
be mans voice trailed on and
|ftooped again and poked the
|vel deeper Bigger saw come
, full view on the surface OF
ashes several small pieces OF
Fte bone. Instantly. his whole
" was wrapped in a sheet OF
p Yes; he should have clean
those ashes out: but he had
h too excited and scared: he
trapped himself. Now. he
81 leave: they must not catch
,. With the rush OF lightning.
So thourhis flashed through his
N leaving him weak and
Mess
It's bone"
Aw" one Of the men said.
mats Just. some garbage they're
ming. 49,"
Naw' Wait; let's see that"
norman come here. You
lied medicine once. ="
ne man called Toorman reach
out his foot and kicked an OBJ
: bono from the ashes: II slid
rev inches over the concrete
or.
Ny God, It's from a body y
ana look Here's something. ="
me OF them stopped and pick
up a BIT Of round metal and
2 Y close 10 his eyes.
It's an earring. 49,"
mere was silence. Bigger stared
aout a thought or an image
MS mind. There was Just the
Keeling, the feeling that he
mad al his life: he was black
mad done wrong: white men
= looking at something with
zen they would soon accuse
. ~ was the old feeling hard
constant again now, OF want
70 grab something and clutch
y MS hands and swing Il into
neOnef face. He knew. They
= looking at the bones OF
Without Its making
va. va. picture In his mind. he
.s's1ood how II had happened
:, OF the bones had not burnt
mad fallen into the lower bin
y. ~. ne had worked the handle
1n' 'ne ashes. The white man
poKed In the shovel 10 clear
ar passage and had raked
!" out. And now there they
: my oblong pieces of white
y. cushioned in grey ashes.
Vould not stay here now. Al
moment thew would begin "a
= him. They would hold
/, ,ney would not let him 20
-, they were not certain
. W" ne had done II or not
san was still In Jail. swear
=, mat he had an abb. They
-, !. Know that Mary was dead I:
=. nad stumbled upon the white
~ OF her body. They would
! '0Oslng Tor the murderer. The
were silent. bent over. pok.
IN. INTO the pile Of grew ashes
vt saw the Ratchet blade
~ INTO view. Codl The whole
~ " tumbling down. ouIckl,
IS eyes looked ~ their bent
'ney were not wstchins
!, !. me red glare OF the fire M
ma. laees and the draft Of ths
ornmmed. Yes: he would
m Az" He tlptoed 70 the rear
10y furnace and stopped. H.
ss,. me men were whispering
M. ~, J, tones Of horror.
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