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From: | Hope Pratt |
Subject: | [Gallium-announce] castigation |
Date: | Thu, 21 Sep 2006 08:13:23 -0000 |
He was wearing now the blue-denimblouse and
overalls that were romantic as all work-clothes are. You educated fellows are too
touchy, Doc.
Buncer, and considerablyembarrassed him by asking
what he knew about God and Truth. But its not that fear so much as the constant,
quiet slaps.
Then I knew that Hell has the sign For colored
only.
This is Captain Kingsblood, a new white friend, and
a good one,said John Woolcape. I didnt expect tonight that Id find quite so many of
your racethat are better-read than I am.
He mustnt, in his urge toward Africa, forget that
he had Indianbravery in him as well.
But what inspires us here in Grand Republic is that
the vileEthiope is not allowed to join the Y. Now to come back to your soldier and
his problem. Lots of white people think were suspicious and hardto get acquainted
with.
Now he wants to know whats thehonorable thing to
do. The astonished Neil was to learn that this was a habit of the mostincorrigible
of race-champions. Hecaught himself wanting to run to the Woolcapes, to Mary
Woolcape,but most of all to Ryan.
For this suspicion the poor had some
precedent.
If he had hated to return to the great gray
republic, yet he hadreturned resolutely.
While she was lecturing as a missionary, Neil was
looking at her asa woman.
They all laughed again, but now Neil shuddered.
Then, Tell me, Neil, does anyone suspect hisplight?
They laughed, and Clem Brazenstar ruled, Come off
the soapbox,Ryan, and let a professional talk!
He was on his way now to theWargate plant, where he
was a machinist on the graveyard shift.
He had an official pastor, the Reverend Dr. No man
could have been more miserable thanNeil in the unmasking of a friend.
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