ribs sat do off  in o tease him.

    A! Mick said. You knoo you if you start o cry. You just better c’

    Everyt. t  block ting. Bubber leaned up against a tree and o be dreaming about somet of t ime to eat soon.

    Lookit, Bubber said suddenly. ty in tume.’

    Baby o same prissy, dainty ell t s her.

    Please, Baby------ Bubber said ed topass ttle pink pocketbook and toucume.’

    Baby started o  listen. S letting Bubber play  tle.

    Bubber still o ended like  to Baby again—in a soft, sad voice like tle kitty.  Please,  Baby—come here, Baby------’

    oo quick for Mick to stop  seen rigger he

    gun. Baby crumpled doo t eps and couldnt move or scream. Spareribs had his arm up over his head.

    Bubber  didnt realize. Get up, Baby,  mad h you.’

    It all  time. Sy sidewalk.

    le op of  in turned doohe ground.

    So mucood o oo. t to get to the house.

    S the eyes. I seen her face.’

    Mick ongue stuck in ried to ask was Baby killed. Mrs.

    ilson came running doy parlor o t again. Sreet, crying and pulling a ring on and off or  in to Baby. Mick follo as a church.

    Baby looked like a pretty little doll on t for t seem . tor bent over and looked at er ook Baby out on a stretc into th her.