till quiet. Everybody ten about Bubber. ta and all ted in t room. Mister Siood in the doorway.

        After a long time

        die but t ured. he asked for Bubber.

        Nobody kneside. treet. t Spareribs and some ot to    for    looked like Bubber    of t around to a     be.

        porc,    saying. I never believed in it. But Im sure going to lay it onto t kid as soon as I get my hands on him.’

        Mick sat on ters and creet. I    manage Bubber. Once ake care of .’

        You go out and    for ter than anybody else.’

        As soon as    s a tree o love to sit up i porche dark yard.

        Sood for a minute by trunk of tree. Bubber—, sly. Its Mick.’

        ans s eacree o ill t any ans around t last soucrembling. ouc all at once.

        I—I didnt mean Baby to fall. S so little and cute—seemed to me like I just o take a pop at her.’

        Mick sat doree    a lot of people ing for you.’

        Bubber quit g. .

        *You kno was like sening.

        You know arden Lawes—you he radio.

        And you knoing a letter to arden Latle bit kind to you wco Sing Sing.’

        t a srembling.

        t little electric c your size. And    fry up like a piece of burnt ba. to hell.’

        Bubber    a sound from o get doter stay up    poli guarding to eat’

        Mick leaned against trunk of tree. t eac. S t kid t a year or to stop off be on to t pretty quick. Sime it er Bubber and stle ree er t to pick up a gun again in all his life.

        till t on t porc talking or rog in the chairs.

        room.    of a bottle and o get    o be anxious about Bubber. It hing else.

        t Bubber!" said Etta.

        tm so go out of ter this, hazel said.

        Etta and    into the door.

        Bill     to talk ood around in t    it over by herself.

        steps stopped. It e, s not like t fooling     off by act. Everybody e aim.’

        I wonder when well hear from Mrs. ilson, her Mama said.

        ■ell y, all right!’

        I re we will.’

        No t    por t nobody liger    on and stood    over to keep    Bubber sitting out in tree    o worry some.    Baby.

        Mick, t you t be?her Dad asked.

        he neighborhood, I re.’

        y beer bottle in    on o e ter. Ive never laid a nt be scared of me.’

        S until an    time y sorry for w    Bubber and make him learn.

        After a    in telepo tal to see es Mrs. ilson called back. Sed to alk o the house.

        ill    room like a blind man. tles of beer. t all c side of tgage. But t     all.’

        Suddenly Mick t about sometry Bubber in court and put him in a childrens jail.

        Maybe Mrs. ilson o

        Bubber. Sed to go out to tree    a ell    to tle and smart. S tried to send t kid out of ted to kiss e him because she loved him so much.

        But s miss anytes and so kno and tell Bubber t all to him.

        A teajdcab drove up to ted on t pord scared. Mrs. ilson got out of taxi er Brannoogeteps. t into t room aood in tta and    out of it.

        Ive e to talk over all th you, Mrs. ilson said.

        t room looked tacky and dirty and ser Brannon notice everyttered on the floor.

        t    gray.

        Mrs. ilso pulling ter Brannon er in t o    from talked to ot because    time ser? Sed him.

        It all boils doo t;Your kid s my baby in the head on purpose.’

        Mick stepped into t, s t gun at me and Ralphere.

        o aim it at Baby and his finger slipped. I

        was righere.’

        Mister Brannon rubbed    e him.

        I knoo e tht now.’

        Micks Mama rattled a bunc very still h his big hands hanging over his knees.

        Bubber didnt    in ------’

        Mrs. ilson jabbed t    a minute. I knoo court and sue for every t you own.’

        ell you o o sue for. All    is------’

        Just listen to me, said Mrs. ilson. I    e o sue you. Barter Brannon—and I talked it ree on ts. In t place, I    to do t t    Babys name mixed up in no on la at her age.’

        t a sound and everybody in t stiff in ter Brannon    Mick, but sed    ough way.

        Mrs. ilson te. I dont    to o sue you or anyt. All I    is for you to be fair. Im not asking you to pay for all t til to sleep. t any pay t . And Im not asking you to pay for to o o    get to dan ttle bald pla her head.’

        Mrs. ilson and    eacized. to book and took out a slip of paper."t to pay are just tual price of

        us in moe room in tal and a private il sing room and tors bill— and for once I ior to be paid rig to pay me for t ook o Atlanta to get—so tle extra bills like t. Ill e all tems do as soon as I kn to be just as fair and    as I , and youll o pay total o you.’

        ook a quick, s breato me like t better te room. hen Mick had penumonia------’

        I said a private room.’

        Mister Brannoumpy o a double room her kid.’

        Mrs. ilson spoke    I said. Long as your kid s my Baby sainly ougo age until ss well.’

        Youre in y    maybe I    scrape it up. I realize youre n to take advantage of us and I appreciate it. ell do w we .’

        Sed to stay and    t Bubber ing up in tree    Sing Sing s uneasy. S out of to for t came from t in tcia sitting at table ill.

        the darkness.

        Sood uree. t as sarted to reac limb a terrible notion came over her.

        It came to    Bubber was gone. She

        called    ans.

        Say! Bubber!’

        it feeling in t to make sure s into t in all t arted doe s.    kid like Bubber it elling wch him.

        Sree and ran to t porch. Mrs.

        ilson    to t steps h her.

        Dad! s to do somet Bubber.    our block. e all got to get out and    him.’

        Nobody kne, looking in all ter Brannon telepeaxi for Mrs. ilson and tayed to . Mister Singer sat on ters of t calm. ted for Mick to plan out t places to look for Bubber. But totle kid so smart t s t to do.

        Maybe o Portias    bato tcia ting at table o her face.

        I got tion    doo your    him.’

        t! I bet a nickel my little scared Bubber been staying in my ime.’

        Mister Brannon omobile. er Singer and Micks Dad got into tia.

        Nobody kne o save his life.

        Portias    for t on tepped iell tia lig lamp.

        t-out pictures on table covers and lace pillohe bed. Bubber was

        not there.

        ia suddenly said. I    tell somebody been in here.’

        Mister Singer found tcable.    quickly and t it ting    little kid    misspelled but one e said:Dear Portia,I goo Florada. tell every body.

        Yours truly, Bubber Kellytood around surprised and stumped.    to pile in toh.

        ait a minute, Mick said. Even if Bubber is seven years old    brains enoug to tell us o run a about Florida is just a trick.’

        A trick? her Dad said.

        Yeawo places Bubber knows very muc.

        One is Florida and tlanta. Me and Bubber and Ralplanta road many a time. o start ts    o Atlanta.’

        t out to tomobile again. So climb into t    you tell nobody else, but my Bubber done also taken my gold earrings off my dresser. I    my Bubber would o me.’

        Mister Brannon started tomobile. treets for Bubber, olanta road.

        It rue t in Bubber tougreak. ing different today ted before. Up until notle kid    always made him ashamed and nervous.

        today？

        t tlanta road. t line of o topped to ask if ale barefooted kid in corduroy knickers been by t even after t ten miles nobody iced rong from t e at night.

        ttle fart back tooed to look up all t surn around and go ba tlanta road again. All to Bubber. About Baby being dead and Sing Sing and arden La tric c    errible.

        t    of tos of t of t rying to get a ride. Portias butcu , and on t it was like ead of seven.

        topped tomobile and o get in.    see    al s and kicked. tc aime.    like a little tiger in a trap, but finally t o t very stiff, not leaning against anything.

        t o t to see tion. to t room and iged eyes looking from one person to to fighe whole crowd.

        said ohe house

        until o scream: "Mick do! I didnt do it Mick do!’

        tood out and s le rocks.

        You t get me! Nobody    get me!    yelling.

        Mick sold ories.    s     looked like notop t screaming.

        I e everybody! I e everybody!’

        t stood around. Mister Brannon rubbed    t out very quietly. Mister Singer o kno . Maybe t    a quieter. Mister Singer    from any ot times like t ter if ot    ordinary people couldnt kno Bubber, and after a    o bed.

        In t made remble all over. o t into bed    let ouco er anot to sleep.

        Sime. In t oud little and ty, boy smell about     Bubber and music toget er t nig much of a ce for

        o tease er    Baby t ever like little Bubber again.     and    fool around h anybody.

        Most of time    sat in t got closer and closer toime. Sed a piano, but naturally s say anyt t. Sold everybody sed a Micky Mouse c ed from Santa Claus     anyt let aoucory books.

        After t nigarted calling     speak muy person and noto bot first Mick couldnt stop calling     to stop. But it    a urally called hers did.

        But    kid— Geoing around by    even    was really in his mind.

        S mas Eve nig talking. Quit ag so peculiar, so alk about t out tead of ogs.’

        Gee    anso sleep.

        S up at four oclo t a fire in t room and t to tmas tree and see . Gee    and Ralp of t got clotog for tc it    ts ill dark s out on toes and s firecrackers and ate up t omacired out. S    into the inside room.

        EIGor Copeland sat at udying a s from the window.

        Beside ree, a to t year o practice y on Cmas Day, and no t spiced odor of neeaming coffee. In tia sat on a benc t almost double.

        Fathe desk since five oclock.

        You got no busio be up. You ougo stayed in bed until time for to-do.’

        Doctor Copeland moistened ongue. So mution to give to Portia. ted him.

        At last uro ably.    there moping?’

        I just got worries, s our illie.’

        illiam?’

        You see ing me regular ever Sunday. tter    uesday. But last e. Course I not really anxious. illie—ured and s I knoo to a. tter to say to attend a coday, and o send    of clotie.’

        ?Is t all illiam said?’

        ten t t too. And t o Buster Joo k and a we-iced cake.

        But I sure    few days.’

        Doctor Copelands eyes glo rest er, er. It is getting late and I must finiso tc all is ready.’

        Portia stood up and tried to make    and happy.

        you done decided about t five-dollar prize?’

        As yet I o decide just    course, he said carefully.

        A certain friend of , gave an ao tudent    essay on a given subject. t alor Copeland sole judge of t tmas party. t of tion tioion of ty. tio it o fer upon it tor Copeland put on ration.

        tion. First I tend tuskegee College but I do not or Carver. t my education is plete I art off being a fisboro Boys. I ake cases for colored people against o feel t t so. e are a Rising Race. And    s bee mans burdens for long. e ot always sow whers reap.

        I    to be like Moses, o get up a Secret anization of Colored Leaders and S of t. Otions ied in t of our rad ed States divided o our aid. All colored people ion, and at take up all territory east of the Mississippi and

        soutomac. I s up a migry urol of tion of Colored Leaders and Scholars.

        No —and if t into try ts.

        I e te rad    t is my ambition.

        Doctor Copelaig of to a boy ions as t should he decide？

        t any firm tent at all. t te only about tions and omitted t part of tide altoget    of t of ty-five began ence, I do not    to be a servant. After t to fly airplanes, or be prizefigion o be kind to the poor.
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