Chapter One
We Shall All Be Free
My Soul Is Rested
11 August 1955 a foun yea black youth frum Chicago visited rel:
aves near Greenood, Miss, gateway tthe fi, fel, cotton
"ich Dal, Erne Ted once i polo and hd speech deft 2
rest Afier buying some candy a 2 ral store in Money, the high
Spiited boy alegedy said “Bye, baby" o the mbite female propitor
Hardly amore serous crime ested in the canons of fn Crow hse
Taree days later ater might, her bshand and brother dred him
from the cabin where he was staying toa ban at «nearby pation,
where thoy found apto af 3 white ln his walt Unamilar with
Southern eit, he tol them he was his gid, The men beat
Ini sSvayey, shot him teough the bend, cot of his testicles, and