You told harpo to beat me

THE COLOR PURPLE ALICE WALKER

First published in 1982. To the Spirit: Without whose assistance

Neither this book Nor I Would have been Written.

Show me how to do like you Show me how to do it. Stevie Wonder You better not never tell nobody but God. It'd kill your mammy.

Dear God, I am fourteen years old. I-aa I have always been a good girl. Maybe you

can give me a sign letting me know what is happening to me. Last spring after little Lucious come I heard them fussing. He was pulling on her arm. She say It too soon, Fonso, I ain't well. Finally he leave her alone. A week go by, he pulling on her arm again. She say Naw, I ain't gonna. Can't you see I'm already half dead, an all of these children. She went to visit her sister doctor over Macon. Left me to see after the others. He never had a kine word to say to. me. Just say You gonna do what your mammy wouldn't. First he put his thing up gainst my hip and sort of wiggle it around. Then he grab hold my titties. Then he push his thing inside my pussy. When that hurt, I cry. He start to choke me, saying You better shut up and git used to it. But I don't never git used to it. And now I feels sick every time I be the one to cook. My mama she fuss at me an look at me. She happy, cause he good to her now. But too sick to last long. My mama dead. She die screaming and cussing. She scream at me. She cuss at me. I'm big. I can't move fast enough. By time I git back from the well, the water be warm. By time I git the tray ready the food be cold. By time I git all the children ready for school it be dinner time. He don't say nothing. He set there by the bed holding her hand an cryin, talking bout don't leave me, don't go. She ast me bout the first one Whose it is? I say God's. I don't know no other man or what else to say. When I start to hurt and then my stomach start moving and then that little baby come out my pussy chewing on it fist you could have knock me over with a feather. Don't nobody come see us. She got sicker an sicker. Finally she ast Where it is?

I say God took it. He took it. He took it while I was sleeping. Kilt it out there in the woods. Kill this one too, if he can. He act like he can*t stand me no more. Say I'm evil an always up to no good. He took my other little baby, a boy this time. But I don't think he kilt it. I think he sold it to a man an his wife over Monticello. I got breasts full of milk running down myself. He say Why don't you look decent? Put on something. But what I'm sposed to put on? I don't have nothing. I keep hoping he fine somebody to marry. I see him looking at my little sister. She scared. But I say I'll take care of you. With God help. He come home with a girl from round Gray. She be my age but they married. He be on her all the time. She walk round like she don't know what hit her. I think she thought she love him. But he got so many of us. All needing somethin. My little sister Nettie is got a boyfriend in the same shape almost as Pa. His wife died. She was kilt by her boyfriend coming home from church. He got only three children though. He seen Nettie in church and now every Sunday evening here come Mr.???. I tell Nettie to keep at her books. It be more then a notion taking care of children ain't even yourn. And look what happen to Ma. He beat me today cause he say I winked at a boy in church. I may have got somethin in my eye but I didn't wink. I don't even look at mens. That's the truth. I look at women, tho, cause I'm not scared of them. Maybe cause my mama cuss me you think I kept mad at her. But I ain't. I felt sorry for mama. Trying to believe bis story kilt her. Sometime he still be looking at Nettie, but I always git in his light. Now I tell her to marry Mr.??,? I don't tell her why. I say Marry him, Nettie, an try to have one good year out your life. After that, I know she be big. But me, never again. A girl at church say you git big if you bleed every month. I don't bleed no more. Mr.??? finally come right out an ast for Nettie hand in marriage. But He won't let her go. He say she too young, no experience. Say Mr.?:?? got too many children already. Plus What about the scandal his wife cause when somebody kill her? And what about all this stuff he hear bout Shug Avery? What bout that? I ast our new mammy bout Shug Avery, What it is? I ast. She don't know but she say she gon fine out. She do more then that. She git a picture. The first one of a real person I ever seen. She say Mr.??? was taking somethin out his billfold to show Pa an it fell out an slid under the table. Shug Avery was a woman. The most beautiful

woman I ever saw. She more pretty then my mama. She bout ten thousand times more prettier then me. I see her there in furs. Her face rouge. Her hair like somethin tail. She grinning with her foot up on somebody motocar. Her eyes serious tho. Sad some. I ast her to give me the picture. An all night long I stare at it. An now when I dream, I dream of Shug Avery. She be dress to kill, whirling and laughing. I ast him to take me instead of Nettie while our new mammy sick. But he just ast me what I'm talking bout. I tell him I can fix myself up for him. I duck into my room and come out wearing horsehair, feathers, and a pair of our new mammy high heel shoes. He beat me for dressing trampy but he do it to me anyway. Mr.??? come that evening. I'm in the bed crying. Nettie she finally see the light of day, clear. Our new mammy she see it too. She in her room crying. Nettie tend to first one, then the other. She so scared she. go out doors and vomit. But not out front where the two mens is. Mr.??? say, Well Sir, I sure hope you done change your mind. He say, Naw, Can't say I is. Mr.??? say, Well, you know, my poor little ones sure could use a mother. Well, He say, real slow, I can't let you have Nettie. She too young. Don't know nothing but what you tell her. Sides, I want her to git some more schooling. Make a schoolteacher out of her. But I can let you have Celie. She the oldest anyway. She ought to marry first. She ain't fresh tho, but I spect you know that. She spoiled. Twice. But you don't need a fresh woman no how. I got a fresh one in there myself and she sick all the time. He spit, over the railing. The children git on her nerve, she not much of a cook. And she big already. Mr.??? he don't say nothing. I stop crying I'm so surprise. She ugly. He say. But she ain't no stranger to hard work. And she clean. And God done fixed her. You can do everything just like you want to and she ain't gonna make you feed it or clothe it. Mr.??? still don't say nothing. I take out the picture of Shug Avery. I look into her eyes. Her eyes say Yeah, it beesthat way sometime. Fact is, he say, I got to git rid of her. She too old to be living here at home. And she a bad influence on my other girls. She'd come with her own linen. She can take that cow she raise down there back of the crib. But Nettie you flat out can't have. Not now. Not never. Mr.??? finally speak. Clearing his throat. I ain't never really look at that one, he say. Well, next time you come you can look at her. She ugly. Don't even look like she kin to Nettie. But she'll make the better wife. She ain't smart either, and I'll just be fair, you have to watch her or she'll give away everything you own. But she can work like a man. Mr.??? say How old she is?

He say, She near twenty. And another thing? She tell lies. It took him the whole spring, from March to June, to make up his mind to take me. All I thought about was Nettie. How she could come to me if I marry him and he be so love struck with her I could figure out a way for us to run away. Us both be hitting Nettie's school-books pretty hard, cause us know we got to be smart to git away. I know I'm not as pretty or as smart as Nettie, but shesay I ain't dumb. The way you know who discover America, Nettie say, is think bout cucumbers. That what Columbus sound like. I learned all about Columbus in first grade, but look like he the first thing I forgot. She say Columbus come here in boats call the Neater, the Peter, and the Santomareater. Indians so nice to him he force a bunch of 'em back home with him to wait on the queen. But it hard to think with gitting married to Mr.??? hanging over my head. The first time I got big Pa took me out of school. He never care that I love it. Nettie stood there at the gate holding tight to my hand. I was all dress for first day. You too dumb to keep going to school, Pa say. Nettie the clever one in this bunch. But Pa, Nettie say, crying, Celie smart too. Even Miss Beasley say so. Nettie dote on Miss Beasley. Think nobody like her in the world. Pa say, Whoever listen to anything Addie Beasley have to say. She run off at the mouth so much no man would have her. That how come she have to teach school. He never look up from cleaning his gun. Pretty soon a bunch of white mens come walking cross the yard. They h'ave guns too. Pa git up and follow 'em. The rest of the week I vomit and dress wild game. But Nettie never give up. Next thing I know Miss Beasley at our house trying to talk to Pa. She say long as she been a teacher she never know nobody want to learn bad as Nettie and me. But when Pa call me out and she see how tight my dress is, she stop talking and go. Nettie still don't understand. I don't neither. All us notice is I'm all the time sick and fat. I feel bad sometime Nettie done pass me in learnin. But look like nothing she say can git in my brain and stay. She try to tell me something bout the ground not being flat. I just say, Yeah, tike I know it. I never tell her how flat it look to me. Mr.??? come finally one day looking all drug out. The woman he had helping him done quit. His mammy done said No More. He say, Let me see her again. Pa call me. Celie, he say. Like it wasn't nothing. Mr. ___ want another look at you. I go stand in the door. The sun shine in my eyes. He's still up on his horse. He look me up and down.

Pa rattle his newspaper. Move up, he won't bite, he say. I go closer to the steps, but not too close cause I'm a little scared of his horse. Turn round, Pa say. I turn round. One of my little brothers come up. I think it was Lucious. He fat and playful, all the time munching on something. He say, What you doing that for? Pa say, Your sister thinking bout marriage. Didn't mean nothing to him. He pull my dresstail and ast can he have some blackberry jam out the safe. I say, Yeah. She good with children, Pa say, rattling his paper open more. Never heard her say a hard word to nary one of them. Just give 'em everything they ast for, is the only problem. Mr.??? say, That cow still coming? He say, Her cow. I spend my wedding day running from the oldest boy. He twelve. His mama died in his arms and he don't want to hear nothing bout no new one. He pick up a rock and laid my head open. The blood run all down tween my breasts. His daddy say Don't dothat! But that's all he say. He got four children, instead of three, two boys and two girls. The girls hair ain't been comb since their mammy died. I tell him I'll just have to shave it off. Start fresh. He say bad hick to cut a woman hair. So after I bandage my head best I can and cook dinner? they have a spring, not a well, and a wood stove look like a truck? I start trying to untangle hair. They only six and eight and they cry. They scream. They cuse me of murder. By ten o'clock I'm done. They cry theirselves to sleep. But I don't cry. I lay there thinking bout Nettie while he on top of me, wonder if she safe. And then I think bout Shug Avery. I know what he doing to me he done to Shug Avery and maybe she like it. I put my arm around him. I was in town sitting on the wagon while Mr.??? was in the dry good store. I seen my baby girl. I knowed it was her. She look just like me and my daddy. Like more us then us is ourself. She be tagging long hind a lady and they be dress just alike. They pass the wagon and I speak. The lady speak pleasant. My little girl she look up and sort of frown. She fretting over something. She got my eyes just like they is today. Like everything I seen, she seen, and she pondering it. I think she mine. My heart say she mine. But I don't know she mine. If she mine, her name Olivia. I embroder Olivia in the seat of all her daidies. I embrody lot of little stars and flowers too. He took the daidies when he took her. She was bout two month, old. Now she bout six. I clam down from the wagon and I follow Olivia and her new mammy into a store. I watch her run her hand long side the counter, like she ain't interested

in nothing. Her ma is buying cloth. She say Don't touch nothing/ Olivia yawn. That real pretty, I say, and help her mama drape a piece of cloth close to her face. She smile. Gonna make me an my girl some new dresses, she say. Her daddy be so proud. Who her daddy, I blurt out. It like at lastsomebody know. She say Mr.???. But that ain't my daddy name. Mr. ??? I say. Who he? She look like I ast something none of my bidniss. The Reverend Mr.???, she say, then turn her face to the clerk. He say, Girl you want that cloth or not? We got other customers sides you. She say, Yes sir. I want five yards, please sir. He snatch the cloth and thump down the bolt. He don't measure. When he think he got five yard he tare it off. That be a dollar and thirty cent, he say. You need thread? She say, Naw suh. He say, You can't sew thout thread. He pick up a spool and hold it against the cloth. That look like it bout the right color. Don't you think. She say, Yessuh. He start to whistle. Take two dollars. Give her a quarter back. He look at me. You want something gal? I say, Naw Suh. I trail long behind them on the street. I don't have nothing to offer and I feels poor. She look up and down the street. He ain't here. He ain't here. She say like she gon cry. Who ain't? I ast. The Reverend Mr.???, she say. He took the wagon. My husband wagon right here, I say. She clam up. I thank you kindly, she say. Us sit looking at all the folks that's come to town. I never seen so many even at church. Some be dress too. Some don't hit on much. Dust git all up the ladies dress. She ast me Who is my husband, now I know all bout hers. She laugh a little. I say Mr.???. She say, Sure nuff? Like she know all about him. Just didn't know he was married. He a fine looking man, she say. Not a finer looking one in the county. White or black, she say. He do look all right, I say. But I don't think about it while I say it. Most times mens look pretty much alike to me. How long you had your little girl? I ast. Oh, she be seven her next birthday. When that? I ast. She think back. Then she say, December. I think, November.

I say, real easy, What you call her? She say, oh, we calls her Pauline. My heart knock. Then she frown. But I calls her Olivia. Why you call her Olivia if it ain't her name? I ast. Well, just look at her, she say sort of impish, turning to look at the child, don't she look like a Olivia to you? Look at her eyes, for god's sake. Somebody ole would have eyes like that. So I call her oleLivia. She chuckle. Naw. Olivia, she say, patting the child hair. Well, here come the Reverend Mr.???, she say. I see a wagon and a great big man in black holding a whip. We sure do thank you for your hospitality. She laugh again, look at 'the horses flicking flies off they rump, /forsepitality, she say. And I git it and laugh. It feel like to split my face. Mr.???, come out the store. Clam up in the wagon. Set down. Say real slow. What you setting here laughing like a fool fer? Nettie here with us. She run way from home. She say she hate to leave our stepma, but she had to git out, maybe fine help for the other little ones. The boys be alright, she say. They can stay out his way. When they git big they gon fight him. Maybe kill, I say. How is it with you and Mr.???? she ast. But she got eyes. He still like her. In the evening he come out on the porch in his Sunday best. She be sitting there with me shelling peas or helping the children with they spelling. Helping me with spelling and everything else she think I need to know. No matter what happen, Nettie steady try to teach me what go on in the world. And she a good teacher too. It nearly kill me to think she might marry somebody like Mr.??? or wind up in some white lady kitchen. All day she read, she study, she practice her handwriting, and try to git us to think. Most days I feel too tired to think. But Patient her middle name. Mr.??? children all bright but they mean. They say Celie, I want dis. Celie, I want dat. Our Mama let us have it. He don't say nothing. They try to get his tention, he hide hind a puff of smoke. Don't let them run over you, Nettie say. You got to let them know who got the upper hand. They got it, I say. But she keep on. You got to fight. You got to fight. But I don't know how to fight. All I know how to do is stay alive. That's a real pretty dress you got on, he say to Nettie. She say, Thank you. Them shoes look just right. She say, Thank you. Your skin. Your hair; Your teefs. Everyday it something else to make miration

over. Fust she smile a little. Then she frown. Then she don't look no special way at all. She just stick close to me. She tell me, Your skin. Your hair, Your teefs. He try to give her a compliment, she pass it on to me. After while I git to feeling pretty cute. Soon he stop. He say one night in bed, Well, us done help Nettie all we can. Now she got to go. Where she gon go? I ast. I don't care, he say. I tell Nettie the next morning. Stead of being mad, she glad to go. Say she hate to leave me is all. Us fall on each other neck When she say that. I sure hate to leave you here with these rotten children, she say. Not to mention with Mr.???. It's like seeing you buried, she say. It's worse than that, I think. If I was buried, I wouldn't have to work. But I just say, Never mine, never mine, long as I can spell G-o-d I got somebody along. But I only got one thing to give her, the name of Reverend Mr.???. I tell her to ast for his wife. That maybe she would help. She the only woman I even seen with money. I say, Write. She say, What? I say, Write. She say, Nothing but death can keep me from it. She never write. G-o-d, Two of his sister come to visit. They dress all up. Celie, they say. One thing is for sure. You keep a clean house. It not nice to speak ill of the dead, one say, but the truth never can beill. Annie Julia was a nasty 'oman bout the house. She never want to be here in the first place, say the other. Where she want to be? I ast. At home. She say. Well that's no excuse, say the first one, Her name Carrie, other one name Kate. When a woman marry she spose to keep a decent house and a clean family. Why, wasn't nothing to come here in the winter time and all these children have colds, they have flue, they have direar, they have newmonya, they have worms, they have the chill and fever. They hungry. They hair ain't comb. They too nasty to touch. I touch 'em. Say Kate. And cook. She wouldn't cook. She act like she never seen a kitchen. Was a scandal, say Carrie. He sure was, say Kate. What you mean? say Carrie. I mean he just brought her here, dropped her, and kept right on running after

Shug Avery. That what I mean. Nobody to talk to, nobody to visit. He be gone for days. Then she start having babies. And she young and pretty. Not so pretty, say Carrie, looking in the looking glass. Just that head of hair. She too black. Well, brother must like black. Shug Avery black as my shoe. Shug Avery, Shug Avery, Carrie say. I'm sick of her. Somebody say she going round trying to sing. Umph, what she got to sing about. Say she wearing dresses all up her leg and headpieces with little balls and tassles hanging down, look like window dressing. My ears perk up when they mention Shug Avery. I feel like I want to talk about her my own self. They hush. I'm sick of her too, say Kate, letting out her breath. And you right about Celie, here. Good housekeeper, good with children, good cook. Brother couldn't have done better if he tried. I think about how he tried. This time Kate come by herself. She maybe twenty-five. Old-maid. She look younger than me. Healthy. Eyes bright. Tongue sharp. Buy Celie some clothes. She say to Mr.???. She need clothes? he ast. Well look at her. He look at me. It like he looking at the earth. It need somethin? his eyes say. She go with me in the store. I think what color Shug 21 Avery would wear. She like a queen to me so I say to Kate, Somethin purple, maybe little red in it too. But us look an look and no purple. Plenty red but she say, Naw, he won't want to pay for red. Too happy lookin. We got choice of brown, maroon or navy blue. I say blue. I can't remember being the first one in my own dress. Now to have one made just for me. I try to tell Kate what it mean. I git hot in the face and stutter. She say. It's all right, Celie. You deserve more than this. Maybe so. I think. Harpo, she say. Harpo the oldest boy. Harpo, don't let Celie be the one bring in all the water. You a big boy now. Time for you to help out some. Women work, he say. What? she say. Women work. I'm a man. You're a trifling nigger, she say. You git that bucket and bring it back full. He cut his eye at me. Stumble out. I hear him mutter somethin to Mr.??? sitting on the porch. Mr.??? call his sister. She stay out on the porch talking a little while, then she come back in, shaking. Got to go, Celie, she say. She so mad tears be flying every which way while she pack. You got to fight them, Celie, she say. I can't do it for you. You got to fight

them for yourself. I don't say nothing. I think bout Nettie, dead. She fight, she run away. What good it do? I don't fight, I stay where I'm told. But I'm alive. Harpo ast his daddy why he beat me. Mr. ___ say, Cause she my wife. Plus, she stubborn. All women good for? he don't finish. He just tuck his chin over the paper like he do. Remind me of Pa. Harpo ast me, How come you stubborn? He don't ast How come you his wife? Nobody ast that. I say, Just bom that way, I reckon. He beat me like he beat the children. Cept he don't never hardly beat them. He say, Celie, git the belt. The children be outside the room peeking through the cracks. It all I can do not to cry. I make myself wood. I say to myself, Celie, you a tree. That's how come I know trees fear man. Harpo say, I love Somebody. I say, Huh? He say, A Girl. I say, You do? He say, Yeah. Us plan to marry. Marry, I say. You not old enough to marry. I is, he say. I'm seventeen. She fifteen. Old enough. What her mama say, I ast. Ain't talk to her mama. What her daddy say? Ain't talk to him neither. Well, what shesay? Us ain't never spoke. He duck his head. He ain't so bad looking. Tall and skinny, black like his mama, with great big bug eyes. Where yall see each other? I ast. I see her in church, he say. She see me outdoors. She like you? I don't know. I wink at her. She act like she scared to look. Where her daddy at while all this going on? Amen corner, he say. Shug Avery is coming to town! She coming with her orkestra. She going to sing in the Lucky Star out on Coalman road. Mr.??? going to hear her. He dress all up in front the glass, look at himself, then undress and dress all over again. He slick back his hair with pomade, then wash it out again. He been spitting on his shoes and hitting it with a quick rag. He tell me, Wash this. Iron that. Look for this. Look for that. Find this. Find that. He groan over holes in his sock. I move round darning and ironing, finding hanskers. Anything happening? I

ast. What you mean? he say, like he mad. Just trying to git some of the hick farmer off myself. Any other woman be glad. I'm is glad, I say. What you mean? he ast. You looks nice, I say. Any woman be proud. You think so? he say. First time he ast me. I'm so surprise, by time I say 25 Yeah, he out on the porch, trying to shave where the light better. I walk round all day with the announcement burning a hole in my pocket. It pink. The trees tween the turn off to our road and the store is lit up with them. He got bout five dozen in his trunk. Shug Avery standing upside a piano, elbow crook, hand on her hip. She wearing a hat like Indian Chiefs. Her mouth open showing all her teef and don't nothing seem to be troubling her mind. Come one, come all, it say. The Queen Honeybee is back in town. Lord, I wants to go so bad. Not to dance. Not to drink. Not to play card. Not even to hear Shug Avery sing. I just be thankful to lay eyes on her. Mr.??? be gone all night Saturday, all night Sunday and most all day Monday. Shug Avery in town for the week-end. He stagger in, throw himself on the bed. He tired. He sad. He weak. He cry. Then he sleep the rest of the day and all night. He wake up while I'm in the field. I been chopping cotton three hours by time he come. Us don't say nothing to each other. But I got a million question to ast. What she wear? Is she still the same old Shug, like in my picture? How her hair is? What kind lipstick? Wig? She stout? She skinny? She sound well? Tired? Sick? Where you all children at while she singing all over the place? Do she miss 'em? Questions be running back and forth through my mind. Peel like snakes. I pray for strength, bite the insides of my jaws. Mr.??? pick up a hoe and start to chop. He chop bout three chops then he don't chop again. He drop the hoe in the furrow, turn right back on his heel, walk back to the house, go git him a cool drink of Water, git his pipe, sit on the porch and stare. I follow cause I think he sick. Then he say, You better git on back to the field. Don't wait for me. Harpo no better at fighting his daddy back than me. Every day his daddy git up, sit on the porch, look out at nothing. Sometime look at the trees out front the house. Look at a butterfly if it light on the rail. Drink a little water in the day. A little wine in the evening. But mostly never move. Harpo complain bout all the plowing he have to do. His daddy say, You gonna do it. Harpo nearly big as his daddy. He strong in body but weak in will. He scared.

Me and him out in the field all day. Us sweat, chopping and plowing. I'm roasted coffee bean color now. He black as the inside of a chimney. His eyes be sad and thoughtful. His face begin to look like a woman face. Why you don't work no more? he ast his daddy. No reason for me to. His daddy say. You here, ain't you? He say this nasty. Harpos feeling be hurt. Plus, he still in love. Harpo girl daddy say Harpo not good enough for. her. Harpo been courting the girl a while. He say he sit in the parlor with her, the daddy sit right there in the corner till everybody feel terrible. Then he go sit on the porch in front the open door where he can hear everything. Nine o'clock come, he bring Harpo his hat. Why I'm not good enough? Harpo ast Mr.???. Mr.??? say, Your mammy. Harpo say, What wrong with my mammy? Mr.??? say, Somebody kill her. Harpo be trouble with nightmares. He see his mama running cross the pasture trying to git home. Mr. ___, the man they say her boyfriend, catch up with her. She got Harpo by the hand. They both running and running. He grab hold of her shoulder, say, You can't quit me now. You mine. She say, No I ain't. My place is with my children. He say, Whore, you ain't got no place. He shoot her in the stomach. She fall down. The man run. Harpo grab her in his arms, put her head in his lap. He start to call, Mama, Mama. It wake me up. The other children, too. They cry like they mama just die. Harpo come to, shaking. I light the lamp and stand over him, patting his back. It not her fault somebody kill her, he say. It not! It not! Naw, I say. It not. Everybody say how good I is to Mr.??? children. I be good to them. But I don't feel nothing for them. Patting Harpo back not even like patting a dog. It more like patting another piece of wood. Not a living tree, but a table, a chifferobe. Anyhow, they don't love me neither, no matter how good I is. They don't mind. Cept for Harpo they won't work. The girls face always to the road. Bub be out all times of night drinking with boys twice his age. They daddy puff on his pipe. Harpo tell me all his love business now. His mind on Sofia Butler day and night. She pretty, he tell me. Bright. Smart? Naw. Bright skin. She smart too though, I think. Sometime us can git her away from her daddy. I know right then the next thing I hear, she be big. If she so smart how come she big? I ast.