August 21,1939 M

        J. ILL not be or Copeland said. Just let me be. Kindly alloo sit .’

        Fat trying to rus it time noo get gone from here.’

        Doctor Copeland rocked stubbornly, ove. t was bare of all

        furniture except t. ty, too. Most of ture o Portias    ied to tomobile outside. All     ruts?    up o steady rembling io rock he creakingchair.

        Beermio sit till o leave.’

        Buddy and me done es and------’

        Us s before t liable to catche road.’

        ted. Footsteps ecy     on top of tove.

        As eam. t truly be t. t Spinoza and of Karl Marx. t and to e te Singer, anding. ty. trengtrong, true purpose. And in ansrembled on    of all     said aloud: Almig! Utmost po not to    uo have done.

        So t truly be the end.’

        e into th her whom he loved.

        And Daisy . At nig    room to study alone. ried to cogitate and to

        discipline o study. But rong desire in     go audy. So sometimes o t ated    t.

        And ton and Karl Marx and illiam and Portia. All lost. No one remained.

        And Madyben and Benny Mae. And Benedine Madine and Mady Copeland. ted. But out of to    take ease?     ,All of    strongly.    because    lay ao alk to tiently explain. And t    t Daisy and on and Karl Marx and illiam and Portia    by tove alone and take joy from this knowledge.

        of turnip-green liquor a a pone of bread. A deep feeling of satisfa would be in he day was good.

        times of satisfa. But ing value.

        After a ia came in. I re I going to o dress you like a baby, she said.

        me take off your bedroom s t to get gone from ty soon.’

        o me? terly.

        I doo you now?’

        You kno I do not    to leave. You pressed me into saying yes ion to make a decision. I wiso remain w.’

        Listen to you carry on! Portia said angrily. You done grumbled so muearly . You done fumed and fussed so t I right shamed for you.’

        Ps you . I knoered into doing t which is wrong.’

        Portia took off ton socks. Fat t. Us    irely t plan for you to go out on and Buddy.

        to take good care of you and you going to get well.’

        No, I , said Doctor Copeland. But I would .’

        e on take care you here?’

        I .’

        You just trying to be trary.’

        Ps. And I ignore you.’

        t certainly is a alk to me o put on your shoes and socks.’

        I am sorry. Five me, Daug afford to quarrel. And besides, once    you settled on to like it. t ttiest vegetable garden I ever seen. Make my mouto t it.

        And cwo breed sows and eigrees.

        Ypu just going to be crazy about it t    a co go.’

        I wisoo.’

        ermio grieve?’

        I just feel t I have failed, he said.

        how you mean you done failed?’

        I do not kno leave me be, Daug let me sit .’

        O.K. But us got to get gone from ty soon.’

        .    quietly and ro til trembled and his bae ached.

        I certainly ia said. I certainly    when I dead and gone as many peoples grieves for me as grieves for

        Mr. Singer. I sure o knoo have as sad a funeral as he had and as many peoples------’

        or Copeland roug;You talk too much.’

        But truly    o o no ote man and rusted ery of     support. to tanding. Alo te man    or sful but    be of all t not t t it from him now.

        For it errible feelings o le . tred t for days ruly let o ter th Mr.

        Blounti t visitor, t noe. Andt a came in umps of illies legs. tred —love for red for t left ed and si spiritDaug me my c. I am going.’

        er time in bed     he would fall.

        ood leaning against took from    one of to h.

        , Portia said. But it so    outside you not going to .’

        time ty . ed against tibule and t outside. t and    before and in the

        very early m—but noed on tomobile    i.

        ell, Be Mady, ttle bit    fe    be long.’

        I do not    be homesick?*

        Portia     good and ready. Buddy o ride o to love to drive.’

        tomobile ied to t o top. But alted do empty. tood patiently, a brick tied to his reins.

        Karl Marx, Doctor Copeland said. I^ook s not. Bring t on the floor and my rog-chair.’

        Less us get started. I anxious to be ime, on said.At last tomobile.

        Karl Marx sat at tia, oget.

        Fat on able ture.’

        *No, it is too crohe wagon.’

        But you not used to t going to be very bumpy and trip liable to take all day.’

        "t does not matter. I his.’

        tell on to e omobile.’

        Grandpapa o tohe day before.

        t urnips, for on to sell in to a sack of peaced.

        ell, Be Mady, I see you riding he old man said.

        Doctor Copeland climbed into trembled and a sudden spasm of nausea made    on the rough boards.

        I rigand I alo overlook and fet a good many things if a man be a scholar.

        I very glad to he fambly again.’

        turn soon, Doctor Copeland said. After only a monturn.’

        on    good sk he favors you some.

        man I t noo me. And do number work.

        Small a c for scholars.’

        tion of ted    to s    possible t t in rong, truepurpose. For forty years    all remaio be done and noted.

        *Yes, Be Mady, I rigo ing to ask you about t foot. A queer feeling like my foot goo sleep. I taken    and rubbed it . I reatment.’
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