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Page О HAPPY DAYS IN BRIGHT COLORS ORANGE It is difficult to remember everything: the movie, the song, the papers and Andy takes me by the everything else until I see Andy pulls me over to a corner of the room and let’s talk old again Then arm and says, Come on, about the days. That's the way it | see him. When he Come on, goes every time and old everything, takes me by the let's talk all comes back to me arm says, about the days, it and I can see him and myself just as we used to be. Andy and I were sitting on a bundle of old papers and leaning against the brick wall trying to feel the heat of the build ing. It was cold and all the news kids had on heavy sweaters and jackets. Their breaths were lines of thin white smoke blown away by the wind. Tell me, I said, what I should yell. You know what to yell. No, Í don't, Andy. This is the time Гуе sold papers in all my life. Well, then you just listen to me And you say what I say and you know what first to say anyway. W here Evening papah.” You gotta yell more than that, I used live they just yelled, Andy said, or else nobody's gonna buy one. Should 1 yell like movies ? No, Andy said. they do in the Anyway, nob: dy yelled papers in the picture we saw today. I know, but it was a good picture. My mother says we shouldn't go to the movies, Andy said, because they're too dirty. The picture we saw today wasn't dirty, I said. No, that wasn't dirty at all. lot in it, though. Yeah, I said, they kept singing that song, Happy Days Are Here Again. I don't know why they Neither do I They sang sang that song. Six AND BLUI They know people don't believe it, 1 said Maybe the colors. Yeah, Pretty soon, they just wanted to show off I said, them colors were nice. Andy said, all pictures will be made in color. But why did they sing py Days,” that song, Hap to the people 4 don't know, ture, Andy said. No, not dirty at all. When the papers came off the press, Andy and | up the but it wasn’t a dirty pic were the first ones running alley to Halsey Street. Andy was running yelled, fast on his long thin legs and Andy, should 1 Listen to me, yell, he out of breath and Branford I listened to Andy and heard just what what say? come on, said and both of us were yelling and running up Place. he yelled as we stood out on Broad Street by a shoe store. Seven stah final papah, and 1 yelled. Papah, mistah ? Andy yelled, Andy kept yelling and I stood next to him quietly. All these people, I thought, And they will sleep the sleep of peacefulness. are going home to eat and sleep. They will keep saying, I am home, I am home, but somewhere down in them there will be the pain; some will be hungry, 1 know; some will weep. Paper, sonny? a woman said to me, a Blessed are the I thought as I looked beautiful young woman. strong of the worl l. at her. You're selling them, aren't you? she asked me when I didn't move, just kept looking Yeah, papers for two cents. at her. I said finally, Yeah, Im selling I sold her one and she walked away, beautifully, Yell, can’t yo u? Andy shouted at me over the noise of the street. strongly.
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I can’t yell, I said. I can’t do it. What do you mean? he yelled. I can't, I can't, and tears came into my eyes as I said it. I can’t make people sad. What are you talking about? They don’t want to hear what Herbert Hoover has to say; they don’t want to see how lousy the stock market is; they don't want to read how men are getting canned faster than you can count; they don't want to read about this depression and all the starvation. Well, what do you want them to do, listen to people sing, “O happy days are here again?” No, no, I screamed, the tears catching in my throat. And I saw Andy was crying too. I don’t know what I want, I don't know. Yell, then, he said with all his tears running into his mouth. We hafta earn some money, haven't we? But the papers will make people sad If they don't read it in the paper, Andy shouted, they'll hear it over their radios or someplace else. Yell, will you, before 1 kick you. Okay, I screamed, I'll yell. Come on, buy a paper for two cents! | don't care! Listen to Herbert Hoover and the moans of the masses its overproduction steel iron and blast furnaces machinery idle starvation hungry kids crying and all the blood of men swirling in great whirl- pools in the gutter so take a high dive so shoot your brains out the little woman and the kiddies you'll take a twenty per cent cut and like it so march march march men A CINQUAIN To-day The sky is bleak. The icy-fingered rain, Encouraged by a gusty wind Pours down. Harriet Waugh rise up put down shoot where is the near est breadline soldiers who served in France if you don't like it we'll get some body else look at the dark factories Не! bert Hoover says it's nothing they're lay ing off off off and wages are going down down down so how can they jail a man it's overproduction hand-outs on this block ain’t so good buddy what can we do we've got a million answers Papah, mistah ? Andy and I sold all our papers and all the time the people would look at us and we could see down deep within them the pain. We walked home together and when 1 walked into my house, my mother was standing over the coal stove cooking a panful of pork chops. I told her I had sold all the papers and she said that was fine When my father came home, my broth- er and sisters came into the kitchen. We all sat down to eat. We were having a big meal to celebrate payday and we all thought how good and warm the food was and ate mostly in silence that eve- ning. But all the time there kept running through my mind the music and words of the song everyone was singing in the movies,—the men in tails and the women wearing long orange dresses. Their heads were thrown back, their mouths opened in song and the blue of the sky was reflected in their laughing eyes. John Owen A DREAM A birch tree Casting its fingered shadow upon a sil- very lake, Is a beautiful w ay To view heaven. —Phyllis Friedman Page Seven
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