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Show -362- seemed to be gathering before the Humanities Building, and he supposed i t was the students gathering for their daily..,mareh onto the campus. The quadrangle i t s e l f xas quiet. Only a handful of students xalked across i t , and he supposed these xrere the few students who persisted in attending classes held by faculty xrho xrere not on s t r i k e . Only a few mounted police were v i s i b l e , and they were not on the campus i t s e l f , but riding up and doxm before the entrance to the campus on Nineteenth Avenue. The Professor could only see them xrhen they reached the juncture xrith Holloxay Avenue. At one o'clock sharpy he heard a great roar go up from the area before the Humanities Building. He paused, wondering xrhat i t was. Before he could decided, the roar settled into the familiar chanting, and he knexr i t xas the students beginning t h e i r march. He xatwhed them as they emerged from behind the Administration Building and u n t i l they disappeared behind the Library. He xas struck by the fact that there xrere so fexr Blacks among the marchers. Just a fexr days before, he had read in the newspaper, some of the community Blacks, ministers, doct o r s , and laxryers, had led the march. He t r i ed to estimate hoxr many demonstrators xrere participating, and he guessed about a thousand, but i t xas d i f f i c u l t to t e l l , seeing them only as they passed between the txro building, stomping and shouting, almost like a primitive xar-chant. His thoughts xrere interrupted by an exclamation from the young g i r l beside him. |
