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Chapters (76)
  1. Title Page
  2. Copyright Notice
  3. Dedication
  4. Foreword: Who Is Simple?
  5. Feet Live Their Own Life
  6. Landladies
  7. Simple Prays A Prayer
  8. Conversation on the Corner
  9. Simple on Indian Blood
  10. A Toast to Harlem
  11. Simple and His Sins
  12. Temptation
  13. Wooing the Muse
  14. Vacation
  15. Letting off Steam
  16. Jealousy
  17. Banquet in Honor
  18. A Veteran Falls
  19. High Bed
  20. Final Fear
  21. There Ought to be a Law
  22. Income Tax
  23. No Alternative
  24. Springtime
  25. Last Whipping
  26. Seeing Double
  27. Simple on Military Integration
  28. Blue Evening
  29. A Letter from Baltimore
  30. Seven Rings
  31. What Can a Man Say?
  32. Empty Room
  33. Picture for Her Dresser
  34. Cocktail Sip
  35. Apple Strudel
  36. Bop
  37. Formals and Funerals
  38. Fancy Free
  39. Midsummer Madness
  40. Morals Is Her Middle Name
  41. They Come and They Go
  42. A Million—and One
  43. Two Loving Arms
  44. All in the Family
  45. Kick for Punt
  46. Subway to Jamaica
  47. No Tea for the Fever
  48. Boys, Birds, and Bees
  49. On the Warpath
  50. A Hearty Amen
  51. Must Have a Seal
  52. Shadow of the Blues
  53. Once in a Wife-time
  54. Present for Joyce
  55. Christmas Song
  56. Tied in a Bow
  57. Sometimes I Wonder
  58. Four Rings
  59. Simply Love
  60. Bang-up Big End
  61. Duty Is Not Snooty
  62. Bones, Bombs, Chicken Necks
  63. A Dog Named Trilby
  64. Enter Cousin Minnie
  65. Radioactive Red Caps
  66. Two Sides Not Enough
  67. Puerto Ricans
  68. Minnie Again
  69. Vicious Circle
  70. Again Cousin Minnie
  71. Name in Print
  72. Minnie One More Time
  73. An Auto-Obituary
  74. Jazz, Jive, and Jam
  75. About the Author
  76. Newsletter Sign-up

“I know it,” said Simple, “but now only until Joyce and me can find ourselves an apartment. I want to get as far away from roomers as I can—just once in life. Roomers dips into a man’s business. They eye your wife—the mens do. Sometimes even a female tempts me myself, if she’s pretty. Joyce has done warned me about that chick on the third floor where we room now.”

“Then you can sympathize with Mrs. Maxwell-Reeves’ position,” I said. “Rooming houses do lower the tone of a residential section, overpopulate an area, and cause it to cease to be exclusive. But often, Negroes who buy in exclusive neighborhoods have to have roomers to help them pay off the mortgage and keep up the high taxes. Not everyone is as well off as Mrs. Reeves.”

“Mrs. Maxwell-Reeves is so well off she never did have no roomers even in Harlem, Joyce says. Just a whole house to herself! Some Negroes is rich.”

“That is why she wishes to be exclusive,” I said.

“Then she will have to move again,” said Simple. “She paid the price to break the ice to get colored folks into that neighborhood first—now it is no longer exclusive—and when it gets crowded, it won’t be suburban. So I guess she will just have to move again.”

“Yet, if she does, the same thing may happen.”

“That is what Mrs. Maxwell-Reeves calls a vicious circle,” said Simple, “when Negroes move in. Listen, daddy-o, are Negroes vicious?”

“Do you think Negroes are vicious?”

“No,” said Simple, “it must be the circle.”

Again Cousin Minnie

Again Cousin Minnie

“YOU see that little old joker down at the end of the bar?” asked Simple, pointing with his beer. “Well, that Negro’s been in jail so much he ought to belong to the Bail-Bond-of-the-Month Club.”

“What’s his claim to fame?” I requested.

“He’s a numbers writer,” said Simple. “But he’s also got political influence. The cops take him down, but next thing you know, he’s back walking the streets again. And fight! That little cat can fight, man, anybody! Hard as nails! I do believe he would fight his own papa.”

“It’s too bad he can’t turn his energies to better purpose,” I said, “such as the field of race relations where militancy is needed.”