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No kerosene or naphtha to boil eway — works from oil change to oil change! only §]35 ot your service station, cor dealer or cuto supply store CD-2 There’s nothing like it on the market! 150 yy my a Tay ey raph fp hy emp fy ST a Wh mh Vy > ah THURGOOD MARSHALL continuo His New York staff never knows when Marshall is likely to start a fierce argument or pass something off with a joke. His bound- less little-boy joviality amazes many of his friends even wan \ they realize that without it he might have broken under the s pressure of the last decade. In his office he occasionally takes over the switchboard while the operator is at lunch and takes great delight when callers are surprised at being able to reach him so suddenly. He loves to tease his secretaries. There is al- most no cowboy picture extant which he has not seen and he has often left his chief secretary, Alice Stovall, standing in the mid- ‘dle of a railroad station while he has gone off to take in another Western. Last fall, when his Harlem neighbor, Ballplayer Willie Mays, won the National League batting championship, Marshall gave Willie an orange juice and milk “cocktail” party in the corner drugstore. Able to relax with absolutely everyone, janitor or Supreme Court Justice, Marshall makes himself popular wherever he goes. “I’ve been all over the country with Thurgood,” remarks Professor James Nabrit of Howard, “and I’ve never known any situation where after two or three days he was not liked by the very people he was opposing. I believe it is almost his most important contribugicu because everywhere he has gone he has made friends for us.) Marshall’s winning personality never changes, but his accért does. His associate lawyers are always amused at how his way of talking loudly and boisterously and as much like a caricature of a Negro as_possible becomes more and more pronounced the farther he goes below the Mason-Dixon Line. Before the Supreme Court he has no trace of a “Negro accent,” but in his oe and among friends he deliberately adopts ‘the most vigorous, crudest jargon as a kind of reassertion of his own racial identity. Deliberately hid- ing his great respect for the Supreme Court, he has commented after successful appearances before the justices, “I ain’t no fool when it comes to those boys.” Marshall’s work takes him away from the safety and solemnity of the courtroom. Sometimes it brings him face to face with danger. In 1946 he went to Columbia, Tenn. to defend some Negroes ac- used of attempted murder during a riot. So hostile was the atmos- phere that Marshall did not even stay in Columbia but commuted 40 miles each day from Nashville. The evening of the day the trial ended favorably for Marshall he was driving back to Nashville with his two assistant attorneys when several police cars drew up and forced him off the road. “Where’s your driver’s license?” they demanded, pistols bristling. Marshall produced his license and was released. A few minutes later the same men again stopped him. This time they charged him with being drunk and carrying liquor in the car. He assured them he had not had a drop, and a search of the car produced noth- ing, and'so again he was allowed to proceed. A few minutes later he was stopped for a third time. Accusing Marshall of drunken driving, the officers ordered him to get out of the car and cross the street to the magistrate’s office. Knowing that colored people often get shot “resisting arrest” in such cases, he refused to go except under police escort. This was ultimately agreed to and the entire throng entered the magistrate’s office. “The magistrate was a short man,” remembers Marshall, “and I put my hands on his shoulders and rocked back and forth, breathing just as hard as I could into that man’s face.” This was enough to convince the magistrate of Marshall’s sobriety. “I really hadn’t had anything to drink, k after leaving there we drove to Nashville and then, boy, 1 realty” wanted a drink.” A lynching averted ARSHALL occa »ecasionally pulls other Negroes out of danger with the same quick thinking. One night while playing pinochle with some friends in New York. he received a long-distance phone call from a friend somewhere in the South advising Marshall that a lynching was about to get under way. Hastily Marshall put a call in to the FBI in Washington. But the office had closed. He tried the next best thing; he put in a person-to-person call to an impor- tant lawyer-politician ‘of the state where the trouble was—a man witha strong anti-Negro bias. Marshall pointed out that with an election coming up. the politician could ill afford the notoriety of a lynching. The state police were called out and the lynching was narrowly averted. ~ After the Supreme Court hearings last April, Marshall's staf had been in a state of suspended animation, waiting for the im- plementing decision. Marshall himself kept going, but with a dif- ference. His wife, to whom he had been married 26 years, died last February. The Marshalls had been devoted to each other, and CONTINUED ON PAGE 152 Pins \ 4.