Jackson advocate. [volume] (Jackson, Miss.) 1939-current, 1942-02-14

Dempsey, and Henry Armstrong;
there were others OF Ginger Rog-
ers, Jean Harlow, and Janet Gay
nor. The room was large and had
two radiators. He felt the bed: it
was soft. Gee! He would bring Bes~
sic here some night. Not right at
once: he would walt until he had
learned the ropes Of the place A
room all to himself! He could bring
4 pint Of LIQUOR up here and drink
il in peace. He would not have to
slip around any more. He would
not have to sleep with Buddy and
stand Buddy's kicking all night
long. He lit cigarette and
stretched himself full length upon
the bed. Ohhh. This was not GO
ing to be bad at all. He looked at
his dollar watch; it was seven, In
a little while he would go down
and examine the car and he would
bliv himself another watch, too. a
dollar watch was not good enough
for a job like this; he would buy
gold one. There were lot Of
new things he could get. Oh. boyi
This would be an easy life. Every
thing was all right, except that
girl. She worried him. She might
cause him to lose his lob if she
kent talking about unions. She was
a funny girl, ali right. Never in
his life had he met anyone like
her. She puzzled him. She was
rich, but she didn't act like she
was rich. She acted like. ;. Well
he didn't know exactly what she
did act like IN all of the white
women he had met. mostly on jobs
and on relief stations. there was
ALWAYS a certain coldness and re-
serve: thew stood their distance and
spoke TO him from afar R,t this
eirl waded right in and hit him
between the ewes with her words
md WAYS. A1v. hell What good was
there in thinking about her like
tf1isP Mavbe she was al ripf1t Nav
be he woiiid inst have to get used
70 her: that was all. bet she
snende nlantv of doush, he
tf1ouoft. And the old man had Civ
en- five million. dollars to coiored
peonle. IF a man could give five
million dollars awav. then roilIiors
must be as common to him, as
nickeiS. He rose I'D and sat on the
edge Of the bed.
What make of car was no 10
driveo To had not THOUGHT 10
iaoty when Peggy had onened
the GARAGE door. He hoped il
wnulS be a Packard. or
lincoln or n PosIe Royce Rav.
Would he driver lust watt Of
course. he would be careful
when Ia was drivinr Miss or
Mr. Dalton Rnt when he was
aIane he wauid burn up The
pavement: he would make
fh0se tires smoke!
He licked his lips; he was thirs-
ty. He looked at his watch; it was
ten past eight. He would go to the
kitchen and get a drink Of water
and then drive the car out of the
garage. He went down the steps,
through L1lS DdSGIlGl1L To the SLdlIS
. leading to the kitchen door. Though
he did not know it, he walked on
tiptoe. He eased the door open and
peeped in. What he saw made him
suck in his breath; Mrs. Dalton in
flowing white clothes was standing
sfone-still in the middle Of the
kitchen floor. There was silence,
save for the slow ticking Of a large
clock on a white wall. For mo-
ment he did not know if he should
go in or go back down the steps;
his thirst was gone. Mrs. Dalton's
face was held in an attitude OF in
tense listening and her hands were
hanging loosely at her sides. To
Bigger her face seemed to capable
of hearing in every pore of the
skin and listening always to some
low voice speaking. Sitting quietly
Gu the floor beside her was the
white cat, its large black eyes
fastened upon him. It made him
J uneasy just to look at her and that