Jackson advocate. [volume] (Jackson, Miss.) 1939-current, 1942-02-07

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we should evoke an immedfat
sBut that's too abrupt" the man
said.
Bigger listened blinking and be-
wiidered. The long strange worus
Shey used made no sense TO HIM: IL
was another LANGUAGE. He felt IRON
Hhe fone Of their voices that thew
were having difference Of opin-
ion about him. but he could nov
determine what 1t was abort. "
made him uneasy. tense. as though
there were influences and pres
ences about him which he could
feel but not see. He felt strangely
blind.
'wen lets try it," the woman
said.
ooh. ali right. Well see. Wen
see" The man said.
The man lei 20 0f the w"TT-
an and she wsIkad an si"sTiv.
the Ian0 Write FINGERS cf her
hands 7.sst barely iaurhissS the
yrsTIs, Rahios7 she roman. fol-
towing at fhe fasrs az Ter dress,
v9as a big white cat, nars~e
without sound She's hind!
EfSger th0ughf i'm swnzewfent
"Gome on; this way,' the man
sai6.
"Yessuh,"
he wondered If foe man had
snnn Rim starring ar the woman ne
o,n,sId have 10 ne careful here
things He followed the man into
a roorl.
scst DOWN
sSvess1ih" nc said sitting.
"T'hat was NS~e 0alton," the man
said "Sro's bird"
sevncs,lh."
"she he's very deep interest in
ccIored ,eoDle."
'Yess,f1." Bgoer whispered He
was nnnscfous of the effort tn
hrnathe. he 1ickad his Tins and
fi1rrhfed nervonsIv with his cap
'swe7l Tn Mr.. Dalton"
'evess,lh."
SfDo YOU think you'd like driving
q ra~?"
ooh. vessuh."
Didn't the relief give you a note
Go mel"
EOh. vessuh!"
He had comDleteIv forgotten
ab077t the Daner. He stood to
reach into his vest packet and,
I'm doing so, dr0Dned his can.
For moment his fnsDulses
were dead-Iocked: he did not
know ff he sh0uld nick up his
can and then find the DaDeF. or
find the Usner and then pick
up his cap. He decided to pick
Un his cap.
PUT your can here" said MIR
Dalton indicating a place on his
desk.
ssYessuh.
Tf.en he was stone-still; the
white cat bounded past him anc
leaped upon the desk: it sat look
ing at him with large placid eyes
and mewed plaintiveIy.
Whats the matter, Kate?" Mr..
Dalton asked, stroking the cats fur
and smiling MIR. Dalton turned
back to Bigger. did you find it?"
Nawsuh. But I got is here
somewhere"
He hated himself at that mo-
ment. Why was he acting and feel
ing this way? He wanted to wave
his hand and blot out the, white
man who was making him feel like
this. If not that, he wanted to blot
himself out. He had not raised his
eyes to the level of Mr.. Dalton's
fece once since he had been in the
house. He stood with his knees
slightly bent, his lips partly open
his shoulders stopped; and his eyes
held look that went only to the
surface of things. There was an
organic conviction in him that this
was the way white folks wanted
him to be when in their presence
none had ever told him that In sc
many words, but their manner hae
made him feel that they did. HI
laid the cap down, noticing thai
closely Maybe he was not actins
right? Clumsily, he searched fol
the paper He could not find it a
first and he felt called upon to So,
something for taking so long.
II had it right here In my yes
pocket" he mumhled.
take your time"
"Oh, here it Is"
He drew the paper forth. It
was crumpled and soiled.
Nervously, he Strengthened It
out and handed II to Mr.. Dali
ton, holding It by the very tip
END.
"All right, now" said Mr.. Dial
ton. Lets see what you've go
here. You live at 3721 Indtanl
avenue?
sYeSsuh.D
Mr.. Dalton paused, frowned. an
looked up at the ceiling.
What kind Of q building Is tina
over there?"