it putting on ia stood at table and
carefully began to pick over to my feets. You mind if I just putting back on tiging pumps?’
No, said Doctor Copeland. t ’
to cut me off a fee meat and fry it for myself.’
Doctor Copeland folloia ockinged feet, taking do from to speak once and then composed his lips again.
So you and your ive plan, he said finally.
quot;ts right.’
Doctor Copeland jerked at ried to poptuiN mis. i？
ts again. Do you intend to plan for children?’
Portia did not look at er from t;t seem to me to depend entirely upon God.’
t say anytia left to cook on tove and sat silently . But sleeping; noremor ifling room. In tness top of t t said to eaconous ticking he word chil-dren, chil-dren, said over and over.
ing one of treet Copeland, t for ted one day, and than a dozen named for him.
But all old and explained and exed. You cannot do t be, ell t is
not more c more c to. ell t came to be a sort of angry poem w.
udied and kne of any ne ribute to ients doctor in too even tell times a week. Madyben and Benny Mae.
t . Only one.
All of there was a reason for his working.
to teaco alk to ter tiredness gate tiredness on and Karl Marx and Portia and little illiam. too.
Portia took tove and stirred ter a while.
Doctor Copeland cleared and spat into a ter and rough. Yes?’
Less us quit ther.’
e quarreling, said Doctor Copeland.
It dont take o make a quarrel, Portia said. It look to me like us is aling perfectly quiet like t just tell you trutime I come to see you it mig. So less us try not to quarrel in any way no more.’
It is certainly not my er.’
S coffee and ened to ion s several spoons of sugar. I getting aste good to us. Drink your coffee o us a piece back. No it all over it seem a little bit funny, but plenty reason not to laugoo hard.’
Go aor Copeland.
ell—sometime back a real fine-looking, dressed-up colored man come in to ty colored s on. t nigo ty Caf. en finer tole of gin and to come in or go out For about a ions and tty soon, after s o settle doo business.’
Portia spread out o t Pincher business for old folks?’
Doctor Copeland nodded. Pension, he said.
ell—ed . . o come do in ason, D. C, to join everbody up for t Pinc around from one door to t explaining o join and after t ty-five cents a y dollars ever monted about t joined a free picture of t . old to be free uniforms for ever member. t to get a orange ribbon h a G.
L. P. C. P. on it to stand for tter t. o tle book and everbody commenced to join. e took turday In t get all turday. o pay somebody to take up tions in eaced early ever
Saturday for near quarter. Course illie the beginning for him and highboy and me.’
I ures of t in various ioned, said Doctor Copeland. hief?’
ia. Somebody begun to find out about ted. t plain Atlanta and never smelled no ason, D. C, or no President. All t. illie ty cents.’
Doctor Copeland ed. t is er, Portia said, t man sure going to pitc. But no it all over it do seem a little bit funny, but of course plenty reason not to laugoo hard.’
ts oor Copeland.
Portias rickled do from , you mean?’
I mean t I am al if I could just find ten Negroes—ten of my oo give all tthey have------’
Portia put do talking about anyt’
Only four Negroes, said Doctor Copeland. Only ton and Karl Marx and illiam and you. Only four Negroes rue qualities and backbone------’
illie and ia angrily. t seem to me us truggles along pretty well.’
For a minute t. Doctor Copeland laid acles on table and pressed bis so his eyeballs.
You all time using t ia. And
t ter t polite peoples—no matter w shey is—always says colored.’
Doctor Copeland did not ansake illie and me. Us arent all t and bote folks blood in us. And a good part Indian in ime using ing peoples feelings.’
I am not interested in subterfuges, said Doctor Copeland. I am interested only in real truths.’
ell, trut sure ake a o get on or Buddy or illie or my o come in t tle boy and hen.’
Doctor Copeland coug.
Everbody ter . You too many times by to kno.’
*No, said Doctor Copeland. You seen my feelings injured.’
Course I realize t illie or my none of us is sc h good as gold.
t is a difference bethem and you.’
Yes, said Doctor Copeland.
on or Buddy or illie or me—none of us ever cares to talk like you. Us talk like our oalk from somets t ime. ts one of them differences.’
Yes, said Doctor Copeland.
A person cant pick up t squeeze to o be. t. rigried t ry. And no would come
in t his.’
t o pick up t steadily. tears came up to o try to hem.
Portia sa up to o my Fatly.
is foolisive to keep repeating t feelings.tears sloruly sorry, said Portia.
Doctor Copeland on handkerchief.
It is all right.’
Less us not ever quarrel no more. I cant stand ting bet seem to me t sometime ogethis no more.’
No, said Doctor Copeland. Let us not quarrel.’
Portia sniffled and wiped he back of her hand.
For a fees sood er a over to t of greens on tove.
It migime for to be tender, she said cheerfully.
Noart making some of ttle o go along hem.’
Portia moved slocockinged feet and .
it, so t tia ruly like around tc and occupied. Daisy black as iful color of dark and gentle.
But beneat soft gentleness tubborn in ter iously udied it all out, understand tle stubbornness in his wife.
ell ill sle. And still s listen to would go on her own way.
ter ton and Karl Marx and illiam and Portia. And true purpose for trong t ly on scientist and Karl Marx a teaco fig injustice and Portia a doctor for women and children.
And t from ttle older t t true purpose. ell it to t toget t listening, gentle and stubborn.
Because of true purpose for on, Karl Marx, illiam, and Portia, ail sumn of eacook to toia black erial for dresses and rousers and fine to o sco t her.
everyt be plain and dark and indicative of rue purpose.
t Daisy tle Portias ears for earrings. And anotime a kes elpiece it a Daisy eac of meekness. Sold t s and of ed places. Daisy
to calked sorroo tubbornness sook to too, and tened.
times . After t e of o toilet paper, on and Karl Marx ia all over in a different alk close toget talk and talk, but none of ted to understand.
t o sit in ate until art again. t ligation. But sometimes t come. errible feeling go audy.
on, Karl Marx, illiam, and Portia imes w w he did.