On Cracking White City

The following oral history, recounted by James Farmer Jr., explains how the

Committee of Racial Equality (which later became the Congress of Racial Equality)

successfully integrated the Jack Spratt Coffeehouse in Chicago in 1941.

We went in with a group of about 20 — this was a small place that seats 30 or 35

comfortably at the counter and in the booths — and occupied just about all of the

available seats and waited for service. The woman was in charge again. She ordered

the waitress to serve the whites who were seated in one booth, and she served them.

She ordered the waitress to serve two whites who were seated at the counter, and

she served them. Then she told the blacks, “I’m sorry, we can’t serve you, you’ll have

to leave.” And they, of course, declined to leave and continued to sit there. By this

time the other customers who were in there were aware of what was going on and

were watching, and most of these were university people, University of Chicago, who

were more or less sympathetic with us. And they stopped eating and the two people

at the counter she had served and those whites in the booth she had served were not

eating. There was no turnover. People were coming in and standing around for a few

minutes and walking out. There were no seats available.

So she walked over to two of the whites at the counter and said, “We served you.

Why don’t you eat and get out?” They said, “Well, madam, we don’t think it would be

polite for us to begin eating our food before our friends here have also been served.”

So a couple of minutes went by and she announced that she would serve the blacks,

the Negroes, which was the term used then, in the basement. We, of course, declined

and told her we were quite comfortable. She then said, “If all of the Negroes will

occupy those two booths in the back we will serve you there.” We declined again. She

said, “I’ll call the police.”

The Gandhian Motif

Then I said to her, “Fine, I think that might be the appropriate step.” By the

way, we, still following the Gandhian motif, had called the police in advance, being

completely open and above board, everything, in notifying the authorities. We called

the police department and told them what we were going to do. In fact, we read the

state civil rights law to them. They weren’t familiar with that. [Laughs] They assured

us that if we followed the pattern which we outlined to them over the phone, there

was nothing they could do to arrest us. They’d have no grounds for making an arrest

because we were within our rights to insist upon service. And we asked them if they

would see that we were served as they were obligated to do by law, but this they

would not do. No, they wouldn’t do that, but they wouldn’t arrest us.

Police Arrive

So we said, “Perhaps you should call the police.” She did. Two cops came a few

minutes later, looked the situation over, said, “Why, lady, what did you call us for?

I don’t see anybody here disturbing the peace. Everything seems to be peaceful.”

She said, “Won’t you throw these people out on the grounds that we reserve the

right to seat our patrons and would serve some of them in the basement?” The cop

didn’t know. He went to a telephone booth and made a call. I guess he was calling

headquarters to see if they could do that. He came out and said, “Nope, sorry, lady,

there’s nothing in the law that allows us to do that. You must either serve them or

solve the problem yourself.” And the cops then walked out. On the way out they

turned around and winked at us. [Laughs]

We stayed there until closing time and then got up and left and went back the

next day, a little bit earlier, and stayed until closing time. And so on. They then tried

again to negotiate — without success. We went back in, oh, several more times and

tied up the whole afternoon, tied up all the seats. They were doing no business at all.

Finally they cracked. The next time we went in, they served everybody. And

accepted money. Did not overcharge us. We then sent an interracial group, a smaller

group, in the next day. Everyone was served. We then sent an all-black group in and

they were served. We waited a week and sent another black group in, and they were

all served. We sent individual blacks in and they were all served without any problem.

So we then wrote them a letter thanking them for their change in policy.

Used by permission of G.P. Putnam’s Sons, a division of Penguin Group (USA) Inc.

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