And sime sed to. It    t autumn. tayed ile by little. t o be. Se, and some as it    s it all out again. Except    and be ready for times o    for it to groree.

        In ter Singer.

        Every afternoon as soon as sreet past tore er Singer. ain. But s tore    sed on t pore imes sairs. S on tc aton on bis collar and brus    togeted to tell eac had never been said before.

        ime ago t bad remembered    raigurned-up nose and freckles. Se blouse. Soed. Every day s an e for little recess and a blue tin box of lunc at little recess and ter—but not Celeste. Ss of her sandwiches and

        ate only t middle part. Al of    there.

        Celeste alked to alked to Celeste.

        Alt hing else.

        At nig    Celeste. S t friends and t time    supper and spend t. But t never happened.

        t about Celeste    er a year Celeste moved to anot of to to another school.

        tood by o marc eigy c ted    about    about Celeste. ttery tickets for a turkey raffle. And Miss Anglin, waugh grade.

        And Carole Lombard in them.

        But er Si about    t     Mister Si day o ask about a room sime into    ba tco tell Portia and Bubber about airs and ctress on to see if t on t porcers and c out of teaxi case and er seo     came in a gradual    no feelialked to alked to a person before. And if alked he

        eace    teaig er Singer—just ter it tle Szerland toains all around. op of all teep and pointed.

        Or in Fras being ry of Norer o.

        In t t on    day. Stas perfume or a drop of vanilla so t if s    to sce so sairs on o ernoon and nig there.

        Eat.    ootoote in a glass on able. So instead of leaving oot it in a glass, also.    like cabbage. er Brannoio to    eat cabbage eits about o e a feo be off by ime to t over.    in o store up everyt later s over and remember.

        But in ter Singer    all. Many tside room. Sairs and broke off one of    teeter in a vat lot, and alted for t ternoon sudying for an Englisest out on teps. o ces for her. his eyes were quick behind his horn-

        rimmed glasses. After o ood up and jerked    ts of o be talking or doing somete.

        You see, t things nowadays, he said.

        o surprise people and sometimes s know o answer him.

        Its trut things ahead nowadays.’

        ??’

        Militant Democracy or Fascism.’

        Dont you like Republis?’

        Ss not w I mean.’

        ts oernoon. old tle Je grass from told about o assassinate ler.    all    told about    any justice or freedom e deliberate lies and people didnt knohe world.

        terrible—everybody ked o kill ler. It ter to    if one missed    to be a    like being a great musi.

        Eit believe in o fig I kno’

        Me too, so figs. I could dress up like a boy and nobody could ever telL Cut my hair off and all.’

        It ernoon. trees in t t to be doing someten-penny nail and drove it into teps    in o stand around aers horses, and

        little Ralpting a ro top of one and t over to t to balance o ing marbles. Because    hin.

        Some of    teet ting blackberries. aake aim for t    back to cer a o t Baby    buddy h a single person.

        I got to go,    to be at    at t good to eat free?’

        Sure. And all kinds of folks e in t better t pays more.’

        I e Mister Brannon, Mick said. It rue t even to     t time. And ter Singers room? Maybe    took t. tainly did not. Only once a little er-color set from te store. And a nickel pencil-sharpener.

        I t stand Mister Brarmon.’

        , imes    queer kind of person, but    crabby.    to know him.’

        O about, Mick said. A boy ter advantage like t t some part-time job t dont take    of scime for ot t jobs like t firls. s a job so quit scime. Id sure like to earn a couple of bucks a    t not any way.’

        on teps and untied rings.    til one broke. A man es to the amed Mr.

        Blount. Mr. Jake Blount. I like to listen to

        from things he says when he drinks beer. hes given me some new ideas.’

        I know him good. he es here every Sunday.’

        ring to eveie it in a boeion to    I said. I mean I doubt if    talk to me.    talks to Mr. Singer.

        t was funny if you —you know w I mean.’

        O.K. S er Blount and s. I    mention it.’

        Dark came on. te like milk, sia in tade tche smell of smoke and supper.

        You knoold anybody, e to realize about it myself.’

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        You remember o read t things you read?’

        Sure.’

        I used to be a Fascist. I used to t his way.

        You knoures of tep togeto t o eacep toget ies because I didnt    to t it. And because at time I didnt    to t kno looked at tures and read    said under uand. I never kne    I . Of course later on I found out different.’

        ter against    co a young boys.

        ell, you didnt realize then------ she said.

        It errible transgression. A moral wrong.’

        t    or very    y to toucte. It errible sin for a person to    a test, but not a sin to copy    o ick or sun-backed dresses. It errible sin to buy anytter if it cost only a nickel.

        So time whey were kids.

        Once    crossed and stayed crossed for a year.    out on    steps    at Vocational    ook    of scayed out for a whole year.

        aller and very fat. Every time so eat in cimes tle. o fig real fig just in play. Sion jujitsu and boxing. Sometimes    imes s tle kids ever broke any toy to ook time to fix it.    o fix tric lig een arted back     at Vocational and began to study urdays and read. For a long time s see mucil after t party she gave. he was very ged.

        ILike t used to be I ion for myself all time. A great engineer reat doctor or la no    t    is errible ther hand

        Democracy. I mean I t t I mean to be in life because I too muc t killing ler every nigy and scared of some- ■ t know w’

        S ig t trembled.    look old enougo be fifteen. itrees on t treet Mrs. ells was calling Sucker home.

        te afternoon made t a piano—I    to take music lessons, so    oget s him.

        made    like s imes    anyo yrandmoto him.

        t o say in t ood up and looked surprised. tled co the alley.

        trong as Samson. , quick ected    a    on led allest but rong.    fig opped moving and sopped too. ill. S     on    up toget laug. As t funny. to feel queer about, but suddenly it    tle pus all right.

        So long, oo old to climb to t of his house.

        Goss ! sher in here.’

        Portia ylittle s ed in a fara and gravy and grits and a feogete. Se tes of te until all ts    still s full.

        S about Mister Singer all t upstairs. But w y feeling.

        Doairs s sit still and study for test.

        It    on a c s big as a giant.

        Finally s out e box from uomacebook. t ty songs no s feel satisfied e a sympra—e t? Sometimes several instruments played oe, so taff est paper—t an inc. e e se trument to se toget top of te SYMPters. And u MICK KELLY. t go any further.

        If she could only have music lessons！

        If only she could have a real piano！

        A long time passed before s started. tu looked like t play in t s on figuring until Etta and o the room and

        got into bed and said so turn t off because it was eleven oclock.

        -t OR six ia ed to o tor Copeland tion: You seen anybody ter from illie yet? And every nigo tell    hing.

        At last sion no more. So t    a oned and rings loose.

        February came. turned milder, t. trees and c of doors barefoot and o t. ts orrid as in midsummer. ter a feer ourned dank and bitterly cold. In toed and truggle everyreets, and for a or Copeland slept at odd ill no ia ten four times and Doctor Copeland twice.

        During most of t ime to t occasionally o rest for a moment at home.

        of coffee by tcove and a deep uneasiness s had died.

        And one of tus Be Mady Letle deaf-mute. o speak at t as it o attend funerals o accept tation. tients    been lost because of any negligen . t o a single room. ty. o stay aen o ly a sligremor in teadily wired.

        tia came to t ting by tc. Soxicated. isrils .    look at    busied .     milk. able.

        ted before     Portia sternly. have you had your m meal?’

        I not going to eat breakfast, she said.

        You . If you io get to oday;’

        I not going to work.’

        A dread came in    ion her.

        eady in    toied?’

        I going to tell you. You going to    it. Just as soon as I able to say it I going to tell you.’

        Portia sat motionless in to ted loosely about eacher.

        urned from    a perilous sense of ease and freedom,    o be stered. te. tcate of spotless order and liness. t of tove and behere was a round, black shadow.

        It about illie.’

        I knoe gingerly between his palms.

        s pleasures.

        Once I mentioo you ter Jo t iddy. So?’

        Buster been crippled for life.’

        o o steady    tirembling    to trol.
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