"Is you mad cause Ah learnt tuh love yuh so hard way back dere "fo" Miss Lucy died?"
"Ah didn"t mind you lovin" me, but Ah sho is mad wid yuh fuh marryin" me. Youse jus" lak uh blowfly. Spoil eve"y thing yuh touch. You sho ain"t no Lucy Ann."
"Naw, Ah ain"t no Miss Lucy, "cause Ah ain"t goin" tuh cloak yo" dirt fuh yuh. Ah ain"t goin" tuh take offa yuh whut she took so you kin set up and be uh big n.i.g.g.e.r over mah bones."
""Tain"t no danger uh me bein" no big n.i.g.g.e.r wid you uhround. Ah sure ain"t de State Moderator no mo"."
"And dat ain"t all. You fool wid me and Ah"ll jerk de cover offa you and dat Berry woman. Ah"ll throw uh brick in yo" coffin and don"t keer how sad de funeral will be, and Ah dare yuh tuh hit me too. Ah ain"t gonna be no ole man"s fool."
"You know Ah don"t beat no women folks. Ah married Lucy when she wuzn"t but fifteen and us lived tuhgether twenty-two years and Ah ain"t never lifted mah hand-"
Suddenly a seven-year-old picture came before him. Lucy"s bright eyes in the sunken face. Helpless and defensive. The look. Above all, the look! John stared at it in fascinated horror for a moment. The sea of the soul, heaving after a calm, giving up its dead. He drove Hattie from his bed with vile imprecations.
"You, you!" he sobbed into the crook of his arm when he was alone, "you made me do it. And Ah ain"t never goin" tuh git over it long ez Ah live."
During breakfast they quarreled over the weak coffee and Hattie swore at him.
"No woman ain"t never cussed me yet and you ain"t gonna do it neither-not and tote uh whole back," he gritted out between his teeth and beat her severely, and felt better. Felt almost as if he had not known her when Lucy was sick. He panged a little less. So after that he beat her whenever she vexed him. More interest paid on the debt of Lucy"s slap. He pulled the crayon enlargement of Hattie"s out of its frame and belligerently thrust it under the wash-pot while she was washing and his smoking eyes warned her not to protest.
"Rev"und," she began at breakfast one morning, "Ah needs uh pair uh shoes."
"Whyn"t yuh go git "em den?"
"Where Ahm goin" tuh git "em from?"
"Speer got plenty and J. C. Penney swear he sells "em."
"Dat ain"t doin" me no good lessen Ah got de money tuh buy "em wid."
"Ain"t yuh got no money?"
"You ain"t gimme none, is yuh? Not in de last longest."
"Oh you got shoes uh plenty. Ah see yuh have five uh six pairs "round out under de dresser. Miss Lucy never had nothin" lak dat."
"Miss Lucy agin! Miss Lucy dis, Miss Lucy dat!"
"Yeah Miss Lucy, and Ahm gointer put uh headstone at her grave befo" anybody git shoes "round heah-eben me."
"Mah shoes is nelly wore out, man. Dat headstone kin wait."
"Naw, Hattie, "tain"t gonna wait. Don"t keer if youse so nelly barefooted "til yo" toes make prints on de ground. She"s gointer git her remembrance-stone first. You done wore out too many uh her shoes already. Here, take dis two bits and do anything you wanta wid it."
She threw it back viciously. "Don"t come lounchin" me out no two bits when Ah ast you fuh shoes."
Hattie reported this to certain church officers and displayed her general shabbiness. Harris sympathized.
"Iss uh shame, Sister. Ah"d cut down dat Jonah"s gourd vine in uh minute, if Ah had all de say-so. You know Ah would, but de majority of "em don"t keer whut he do, some uh dese people stands in wid it. De man mus" is got roots uh got piece uh dey tails buried by his door-step. Know whut some of "em tole me? Says he ain"t uh bit worse dan de rest uh y"all "round de altar dere. Y"all gits all de women yuh kin. He jus" de bes" lookin" and kin git mo" of "em dan de rest. Us"pays him tuh preach and he kin sho do dat. De best in de State, and whut make it so cool, he"s de bes" lookin". Eben dem gray hairs becomes "im. n.o.body don"t haft do lak he do, jus" do lak he say do. Yes ma"am, Sister Pearson "twon"t do fuh us tuh try tuh handle "im. He"d beat de case. De mo" he beat you de better some of "em laks it. Dey chunkin stones at yo" character and sayin" you ain"t fit. Pot calling de kittle black. Dey points de finger uh scorn at yuh and say yo" eye is black. All us kin do is tuh lay low and wait on de Lawd."
"Sho wisht Ah could he"p mahself," Hattie whimpered.
"They is help if you knows how tuh git it. Some folks kin hit uh straight lick wid uh crooked stick. They"s sich uh thing ez two-headed men."
"You b"lieve in all dat ole stuff "bout hoodoo and sich lak, Brer Harris?" Hattie watched Harris"s face closely.
"Yeah, Ah do, Mrs. Rev"und. Ah done seen things done. Why hit"s in de Bible, Sister! Look at Moses. He"s de greatest hoodoo man dat G.o.d ever made. He went "way from Pharaoh"s palace and stayed in de desert nigh on to forty years and learnt how tuh call G.o.d by all his secret names and dat"s how he got all dat power. He knowed he couldn"t bring off all dem people lessen he had power unekal tuh man! How you reckon he brought on all dem plagues if he didn"t had nothin" but human power? And then agin his wife wuz Ethiopian. Ah bet she learnt "im whut he knowed. Ya, indeed, Sister Pearson. De Bible is de best conjure book in de world."
"Where Ahm goin" ter fin" uh two-headed doctor? Ah don"t know nothin" "bout things lak dat, but if it kin he"p mah condition-"
"An" Dangie Dewoe wuz full uh power, but she dead now, but up t"wards Palatka is uh "nother one dat"s good. He calls hisself War Pete."
The old black woman of the sky chased the red-eyed sun across the sky every evening and smothered him in her cloak at last. This had happened many times. Night usually found John at his brother"s house until late or at the bluff Deacon Hambo"s who kept filthy epithets upon his tongue for his pastor, but held down the church with an iron hand.
A fresh rumor spread over the nation. It said war. It talked of blood and glory-of travel, of North, of Oceans and transports, of white men and black.
And black men"s feet learned roads. Some said good bye cheerfully...others fearfully, with terrors of unknown dangers in their mouths...others in their eagerness for distance said nothing. The daybreak found them gone. The wind said North. Trains said North. The tides and tongues said North, and men moved like the great herds before the glaciers.
Conscription, uniforms, bands, strutting drum-majors, and the mudsills of the earth arose and skipped like the mountains of Jerusalem on The Day. Lowly minds who knew not their State Capitals were talking glibly of France. Over there. No man"s land.
"Gen"l Pushin", Gen"l Punishin", Gen"l Perchin", Gen"l Per-shin". War risk, war bread, insurance, Camp dis-and-dat. Is you heard any news? Dead? Lawd a mussy! Sho hope mah boy come thew aw-right. De black man ain"t got no voice but soon ez war come who de first man dey shove in front? De n.i.g.g.e.r! Ain"t it de truth? Bet if Ole Teddy wuz in de chear he"d straighten out eve"ything. Wilson! Stop dat ole lie. Wilson ain"t de man Teddy Roosevelt wuz. De fightin"est man and the rulin"est man dat G.o.d ever made. Ain"t never been two sho "nuff smart mens in dese United States-Teddy Roosevelt and Booger T. Washington. n.i.g.g.e.r so smart he et at de White House. Built uh great big ole school wuth uh thousand dollars, maybe mo". Teddy wuz allus sendin" fuh "im tuh git "im tuh he"p "im run de Guv"ment. Yeah man, dat"s de way it "tis-n.i.g.g.e.rs think up eve"ything good and de white folks steal it from us. Da.s.s right. n.i.g.g.e.r invented de train. White man seen it and run right off and made him one jes" lak it and told eve"ybody he thought it up. Same way wid "lectwicity. n.i.g.g.e.r thought dat up too. DuBois? Who is dat? "Nother smart n.i.g.g.e.r? Man, he can"t be smart ez Booger T.! Whut did dis DuBois ever do? He writes up books and papers, hunh? Shucks! dat ain"t nothin", anybody kin put down words on uh piece of paper. Gimme da paper sack and lemme see dat pencil uh minute. Shucks! Writing! Man Ah thought you wuz talkin" "bout uh man whut had done sumpin. Ah thought maybe he wuz de man dat could make sidemeat taste lak ham."
Armistice. Demobilized. Home in khaki. "Yeah man, parlez vous, man, don"t come bookooin" "round heah, yuh liable tuh git hurt. Ah could uh married one uh dem French women but shucks, gimme uh brown skin eve"y time. Blacker de berry sweeter de juice. Come tuh mah pick, gimme uh good black gal. De wine wuz sour, and Ah says parlez vous, h.e.l.l! You gimme mah right change! Comme telly vous. Nar, Ah ain"t goin" back tuh no farm no mo". Ah don"t mean tuh say, "Git up" tuh nary "nother mule lessen he"s setting down in mah lap. G.o.d made de world but he never made no hog outa me tuh go "round rootin" it up. Done done too much bookoo plowing already! Woman quick gimme mah sumpin t" eat. Toot sweet."
World gone money mad. The pinch of war gone, people must spend. Buy and forget. Spend and solace. Silks for sorrows. Jewels to bring back joy. The factories roared and cried, "Hands!" and in the haste and press white hands became scarce. Scarce and dear. Hands? Who cares about the color of hands? We need hands and muscle. The South-land of muscled hands.
"George, haven"t you got some relatives and friends down South who"d like a job?"
"Yes, suh."
"Write "em to come."
Some had railroad fare and quickly answered the call of the North and sent back for others, but this was too slow. The wheels and marts were hungry. So the great industries sent out recruiting agents throughout the South to provide transportation to the willing but poor.
"Lawd, Sanford gettin" dis Nawth bound fever lak eve"ywhere else," Hambo complained one Sunday in church. "Elder, you know we done lost two hund"ed members in three months?"
"Co"se Ah knows it, Hambo. Mah pocketbook kin tell it, if nothing else. Iss rainin" in mah meal barrel right uh long."
"Dat"s awright. De celery farms is making good. All dese folks gone Nawth makes high wages "round heah. Less raise de church dues," and it was done.
But a week later Hambo was back. "Looka heah, John, dis thing is gittin" serious sho "nuff. De white folks is gittin" worried too. Houses empty eve"ywhere. Not half "nough people tuh work de farms-crops rotting in de ground. Folks plantin" and ain"t eben takin" time tuh reap. Mules lef" standin" in de furrers. Some de folks gone "thout lettin" de families know, and dey say iss de same way, only wurser, all over de South. Dey talkin" "bout pa.s.sin" laws tuh keep black folks from buying railroad tickets. Dey tell me dey stopped uh train in Georgy and made all de colored folks git off. Up dere iss awful, de pullman porters tell me. Ride half uh day and see nothin" but farms wid n.o.body on "em."
"Yeah," Pearson answered, "had uh letter from mah son in Tennessee. Same way. In some parts de white folks jails all them recruitin" agents so dey hafta git de word uhround in secret. Folks hafta slip off. Drive off in cars and ketch trains further up de line."
"Tell yuh whut Ah seen down tuh Orlando. De man wuz skeered tuh git offa de train, but he seen uh colored man standin" "round de deepo", so he took and called "im and he says, "Ahm uh labor agent, wanta work?" He tole him, "Yes suh." "Well git some mo" men and have "em down heah tuh meet de Nawth bound train at 2:40 o"clock. Ah"ll stick mah hand out de winder and show wid mah fingers how many Ah got transportation for. Y"all watch good and count mah fingers right," and he done it. Wanted sixteen. He beckoned one of "em onto de train and fixed up wid him fuh de rest and dey all went wid "im. Dat"s all yuh kin heah. On de streets-in de pool-room-pickin" beans on de farm-in de cook kitchen-over de wash board-before dey go in church and soon ez dey come out, tellin" who done already went and who fixin" tuh go."
"Yeah," agreed Rev. Pearson, "we preachers is in uh tight fix. Us don"t know whether tuh g"wan Nawth wid de biggest part of our churches or stay home wid de rest."
"Some of "em done went. Know one man from Palatka done opened up uh church in Philadelphy and most of "em is his ole congregation. Zion Hope sho done lost uh many one. Most of "em young folks too."
"Well maybe they won"t stay Nawth. Most of "em ain"t useter col" weather fuh one thing."
"Yeah, but dey"ll git used tuh it. Dey up dere now makin" big money and livin" in brick houses. Iss powerful hard tuh git uh countryman outa town. He"s jus" ez crazy "bout it ez uh hog is "bout town swill. Dey won"t be back soon."
Do what they would, the State, County and City all over the South could do little to halt the stampede. The cry of "Goin" Nawth" hung over the land like the wail over Egypt at the death of the first-born. The railroad stations might be watched, but there could be no effective censorship over the mails. No one could keep track of the movements of cars and wagons and mules and men walking. Railroads, hardroads, dirt roads, side roads, roads were in the minds of the black South and all roads led North.
Whereas in Egypt the coming of the locust made desolation, in the farming South the departure of the Negro laid waste the agricultural industry-crops rotted, houses careened crazily in their utter desertion, and gra.s.s grew up in streets. On to the North! The land of promise.
CHAPTER 20.
Hattie was rubbing in the first water and dropping the white things into the wash-pot when Deacon Harris hurried up to her back gate.
"Mawnin", Sister Pearson," opening the gate.
"Howdy do, Deacon?"
"Ain"t got no right tuh grumble. How you?"
"Not so many, dis mawnin". You look lak you in uh kinda slow hurry."
"Nope, jes" anxious tuh tell yuh uh thing uh two."
"If is sumpin tuh better mah condition, hurry up and tell it. G.o.d knows Ah sho needs somebody tuh give aid and a.s.sistance. Reverend and his gang sho is gripin" me. Ah feels lak uh cat in h.e.l.l wid no claws."
"First thing, Ah got uh man Ah b"lieve, if de crowd ever git tuh hear "im, dey"d lak "im better"n de Rev"und."
"Where he come from?"
"Wes" Floriduh. Man he kin cold preach! Preached over in Goldsborough las" night and strowed fire all over de place. Younger man dan Pearson too."
"Can"t you fix it fuh "im tuh speak at Zion Hope?"
"Sho. Done "bout got it fixed fuh de fourth Sunday night. Dat ain"t Pastoral Sunday, but its de nex" bes". De crowd"ll be almos" ez big."
"Dat"s fine! Some uh dem n.i.g.g.e.rs don"t b"lieve n.o.body kin preach but John Pearson. Let "em see. Den maybe dey"ll set "im down. Ah don"t keer whut dey do wid "im. Ah do know one thing, Ah sho got mah belly full. Whus de other things you wuz goin" tuh tell me "bout?"
"Well, in looking over de books, I saw where mos" of the folks whut would stand up for Rev"und so hard, is gone. If we wuz tuh bring de thing tuh uh vote Ah b"lieve we kin dig up de hidden wedge. Ah been sorta feelin" "round "mong some de members and b"lieve de time done come when we kin chop down dis Jonah"s gourd vine."
"Dat sho would be all de heben Ah ever want to see. How kin we bring it uhbout? You got tuh have plenty tuh show do some uh dat crowd won"t hear it."
"You git uh divorce from "im. You kin git plenty witnesses tuh bear yuh out in dat. Ah"ll be one mahself."
"Chile, he wouldn"t keer nothin" "bout dat. He"d be glad, Ah speck, so he kin run loose wid dat Gertie Burden. Dat"s de one he sho "nuff crazy "bout."
"Who you tellin"? Ever since she wuz knee high. Us knowed it all de time, but thought yuh didn"t."
"He don"t try tuh keep it out mah sight. He washes mah face wid her night and day."
"You jokin"!"
"Know whut he told me las" time Ah got "im "bout her? Says, "Don"t be callin" dat girl all out her name, Miss Lucy didn"t call you nothin"." Deacon Harris, Ah wuz so mad Ah could uh lammed "im wid lightnin", but how de divorce goin" set "im down?"
"Yuh see de church punishes fuh things de law don"t chastize fuh, and if iss so bad "til de law"ll handle it, de church is bound tuh. Don"t need no mo" trial."
"But Ah can"t eben start uh divorce trial jus" dry long so."
"You kin pick uh fight outa Sister Beery uh Gertie Burden, can"t yuh? Dat"ll th"ow de fat in de fiah, and bring eve"ything out in de day light, and when iss all over wid, he"ll be uh lost ball in de high gra.s.s. Ah sick and tiahed uh all dese so-called no-harm sins. Dis ain"t no harm, and dat ain"t no harm, and all dese li"l" no-harm sins is whut leads folks straight to h.e.l.l."
"De one Ah wants tuh beat de worse is dat ole Beery Buzzard. Right on de church ground she ast me one Sunday, if Miss Lucy"s bed wudden still hot when Ah got in it."
"Jump on her, den."
"She"s rawbony, but she look real strong tuh me. Ole long, tall, black huzzy! Wisht Ah could hurt "er."
"She don"t eat iron biscuits and she don"t sop cement gravy. She kin be hurt, and den agin, you kin git help-not open, yuh know, but on de sly. Somebody tuh hand yuh sumpin jes" when you need it bad."
"When mus" Ah tackle de s.l.u.t?"
"De very nex" time Rev"und goes off somewhere tuh preach. If he"s dere he"d git it stopped too quick. Befo" it make uhnough disturbment."
Two incidents nerved Hattie"s hand. The first, that same evening Rev. Pearson came in from some carpentry work he had been doing out around Geneva, obviously crestfallen, but nothing she did succeeded in making him tell her the reason.
If she could have seen her husband at noon time of that very same day she would have seen him seated beside the luscious Gertie on a cypress log with her left hand in his and his right arm about her waist.
"John, Ah b"lieve Ahm goin" ter marry."
"Please, Gertie, don"t say dat."
"You married, ain"tcha? Ahm twenty-two. Papa and mama spectin" me tuh marry some time uh other and dey think Ah oughter take dis chance. You know he got uh big orange grove wid uh house on it and seben hund"ed dollars in de bank."
"Dat"s right, Gertie. Take yo" chance when it comes. Don"t think-don"t look at me. Ahm all spoilt now. Kiss me one mo" time. Den Ah got tuh go back tuh work. Lawd, Ah hope you be happy. Iss wonderful tuh marry somebody when you wants tuh. You don"t keer whut you do tuh please "em. Some women you wouldn"t mind tearin" up de pavements uh h.e.l.l tuh built "em uh house, but some you don"t give "em nothin". You jes" consolate "em by word uh mouf and fill "em full uh melody."
Therefore the next morning at breakfast when John grumbled about the scorched grits and Hattie threatened to dash hot coffee in John"s face, he beat her soundly. The muscular exercise burnt up a portion of his grief, but it urged Hattie on. A few days later, when she learned of Gertie"s engagement, she was exultant. "Now maybe, it"ll hurt "im, if Ah quit "im. Gittin" loose from me might gripe "im now-anyhow it sho ain"t gwine he"p "im none wid Gertie."
Hattie knew, as do other mortals, that half the joy of quitting any place is the loneliness we leave behind.
CHAPTER 21.