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wouldn't say anything but just bend over her work and knit about ten times faster than ever and the bobbins ... finally we all decided that Judy was right and then we kidded around for hours about what the decora­ ... but I didn't know exactly what to say about it and so I didn't tell anyone. Homecoming got closer ...
Page 12 from Issue vol6-no1 To buy books with. He did, I heard about it. You spent it all, Judy, ... he's hard up, And if you don't explain about the money, there's others will, I said. ... Daddy showed up, they got smashed, And the two of them forgot all about money- COME ON, LET'S ...
the outside observer feels that if he shouts loudly enough about the South's prob­ lems, no one will ... hear about this Evanston man or about the other respectable citizens who refuse to allow a negro family ... at the distant viewer whose actions belie his words of indignation about the South? Another unfair advantage ...
anyway. Wasn't all that bad. How about bringing the car around?" In a half hour, ... much about anything before. The table conversation grated on him even more, and he thought back ... would pick some lunkhead-looking fel­ low, but Johnny, I think you can just about keep up ...
Page from Issue vol5-no2 By David E. Neelon WE WERE on about the fourth drink, I guess. The two ... wasn't going very fast yet. He and 1 were talking about a sports car race. 1 told him how fast this one ... was listening and nursing her drink because she wanted to know what this racing thing is all about ...
shook about this fish. Dad came back from the cabin about that time and asked me if I had any luck. ... or another. He wasn't mad any more and he sat down beside me and told me not to feel bad about ... and he told me about each fish, where he caught them and how. He cleaned his fish and brought them ...
did. And I think my dad knew about Gladys, too. Gladys sat that Sunday at the dinner table in her ... and she and my mother talked about my possibilities. My dad looked at me occasionally, cutting his eyes ... I had about six dollars in one dollar bills, and I put one of them out on the ground. Something funny ...
about it. It couldn't possibly happen. After all, it was only Walt, the milkman, who had told ... her about it just this morning. So there really wasn't anything to worry about ... "It would spoil your house if they did, and daddy says it's about the only real plantation ...
to the door. It's Mary Elisabeth Barclay. I want to talk to you. I want to tell you about our homes ... The crowd of about a hundred people pressed a little closer and be­ came quiet. The man, about thirty, stood ... and stood ready. "The police know all about y'all. They probably are comin' any ...
except that they didn't consider prep school a luxury. The Club was about as ostentatious ... gotten any mail from Gunnery about when he was supposed to report." "Glad he's ... about that now. "Yes, he really has looked forward to Gunnery for a long time, hasn't ...

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