Fathers? Sons? Declare if thou hast understanding. They came from the side streets from the town green through the gate in the chain-link fence around the school playground a block further east. Some of them glanced indifferently at Burt standing frozen on the church steps and some nudged each other and pointed and smiled the sweet smiles of children. The girls were dressed in long brown wool and faded sun-bonnets. The boys like Quaker parsons were all in black and wore round-crowned flat-brimmed... read more
