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The people were so close together it looked like one dark body with a thousand ar out to take the weapons "Willie, Willie"

His wife stood tall and silent by hie eyes wet and tragic "Bring the paint," be said to her And she lugged a gallon can of yellow paint across the field to where, at that n on its front, TO THE WHITE MAN'S LANDING, full of talking people who got off and ran across theup Women with picnic boxes, men with straw hats, in shirt sleeves The streetcar stood hu and empty Willie climbed up, set the paint cans down, opened them, stirred the paint, tested a brush, drew forth a stencil, and climbed up on a seat

"Hey, there!" The conductor ca "What you think you're doing? Get down off there!"

"You see what I' Keep your shirt on"

And Willie began the stenciling in yellow paint He dabbed on anF and anO and anR with terrible pride in his work And when he finished it the conductor squinted up and read the fresh glinting yelloords: FOR WHITES: REAR SECTION He read it again FOR WHITES He blinked REAR SECTION The conductor looked at Willie and began to smile

"Does that suit you?" asked Willie, stepping down

Said the conductor, "That suits me just fine, sir"

Hattie was looking at the sign fro her hands over her breasts

Willie returned to the crohich was growing now, taking size froroaned to a halt, and every new trolley car which squealed around the bend from the nearby town

Willie cliation to paint every streetcar in the next hour Volunteers?"

Hands leapt up

"Get going!"

They went

"Let's have a delegation to fix theater seats, roped off, the last ts for whites"

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