elands ears and he was drowsy. Karl Marx lay

    spraon and o study the words.

    Portia finiser and closed the book.

    I done pondered over time/ said Grandpapa.

    t of t? asked Portia.

    It ts Jesus raising the sick?’

    Course  time o ted it so muc seem to me like it  it many a time. And t. I reason I  to stand before Jesus  grandco ;Jesus C, us is all sad colored peoples.quot; And traige as cotton. t t been in my  a many and a many a time.’

    A or Copeland jerked t.  too fast and  igting in t isolated and angry and alone.

    has any of you ever had a sign from heaven? asked Grandpapa.

    I  t me. It e beard and blue eyes.’

    I seen a g, said one of ttle boy.

    Grandpapa man—it noime for you to * listen but not be ime has I had a real sign.

    And t come about. It  year, and . I rying to dig up ts of t big oak stump near tcraig dark. I  ttle angel. It tle o me about te robe. Just flying around near ter t I come in tudied t out in the field again.’

    Doctor Copeland felt tely to  and  speakten to t to  attend. tried to tell  because  did not  tense and sullen.

    It a queer t Mady, you a fine doctor.  time in ter I been digging and planting for a good her me?’

    how old are you now?’

    I somey and eighty year old.’

    treatment Alo see Daisy ake  ent ised in t imid eagerness.

    Drink plenty of er, said Doctor Copeland. And rest as much as you can.’

    Portia  into tco prepare to fill t, idl