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• 1him sped the yellow figure, and right to the end. The seemingly
• 2keep down his admiration andwonder. I told nun to keep
• 3conks today, or any white-wigged black woman, that if they
• 4　　But in that kind of way, I thought hardly anything
• 5He strove to peer about him, but the feeble ray of the
• 6seemed to love all Negroes. Two or three nightsa week,
• 7chance when one day personnel said I couldtemporarily replace
• 8Twenty-one, henever lifted his eyes from his pencil.
• 9In the morning I asked a young Indian, who was wet to the
• 10he said that didn't make any difference; I could miss paying
• 11　　About then, Shorty's cousin finally moved in with
• 12was,and especially Harlem. In fact, my father had described
• 13than the manners of these people. They generally began
• 14and I couldn't believe her strength. The crowdwas shouting
• 15first of all about myself-because you can't showme any
• 16to display a bit more of the slang that was used byeveryone
• 17freedom from doubt and questioning. Baynes had urged her
• 18before somehow it began to sink in that she wasn't like
• 19black so-called middle class and upper class, who ought
• 20and off. With the salesman urging me on, I got another
• 21barter. Money was scarcely worth anything, but their eagerness
• 22Ella would keep saying, 1 hope you'll meetsome of these
• 23been touched, I'm certain she hadn't, or evenhad a drink,
• 24my zoot right off my back. But I'm sure she was grateful
• 25To his host he explained that he was moving his safari
• 26　　They guide nearly effortlessly, even off the floor
• 27that I really began to mature into some realstatus in black
• 28She looked up to me as though she felt I had a world of
• 29and he pulled up short, for, instinctively, he knew that
• 30concentration of stumblebums, pushers,hookers, public crap-shooters,
• 31concentration of stumblebums, pushers,hookers, public crap-shooters,
• 32onto the trains. Fourth cook, I knew, wasjust a glorified
• 33that she might honestly give him the answer that he demanded.
• 34up the dancinginstincts in my African heritage. All I remember
• 35more than Thank you' to me. Nice voice. Soft. Quiet.
• 36them, circling, side-stepping, leading. Whichever arm you
• 37slowly toward the north—he said nothing of the party
• 38is now best known as the placewhere Fidel Castro went during
• 39best-looking white woman who ever walked in those bars
• 40to play, and she was beside herselfwith excitement. I had
• 41often among the blooms beneath the great moon—the black-haired,
• 42stopped. I guess she saw what there was to see in that
• 43customers on the shine stand,especially, would laugh to
• 44Negroes withHoward University degrees, who were working
• 45him sped the yellow figure, and right to the end. The seemingly
• 46　　But with all of these Harlemites drinking and talking,
• 47I saw the big,tall, gray Theresa Hotel. It was the finest
• 48　　It astonished me that Shorty didn't care to go and
• 49barter. Money was scarcely worth anything, but their eagerness
• 50became a Lesbian. One of the shames I havecarried for years