The Devil's Sinkhole by Bill Wittliff

Author:Bill Wittliff [Wittliff, Bill]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Publisher: University of Texas Press
Published: 2016-07-27T16:00:00+00:00

WE DIDN’T GET BACK TO CAMP til bout Dark, Papa said, and Why here come o’Fritz and Possum a’trotting out to say Hidy. I believe that Bee Honey is a’doing its Job on o’Possum ain’t it, I said, he’s up on his feet and getting round pretty good now ain’t he. But o’Wasskum had his Eye on Little Missey over there a’putting all them stabbed Up pieces a’his Pitchurs back together again but just not in the same place they come from. Why they was Cactuses up in the Sky and Clouds down under a Rock and the Creek run round in a Circle like a Snake biting his Tail. We got us a’nother Artist here ain’t we, Calley said, I bet you ain’t never seen the World like this. Then he give Little Missey a big Smile for what she was doing But, Papa said, o’Wasskum didn’t like it worth a Lick and went to hollering No Ma’am No Ma’am No Ma’am and run over there and started putting things back where they belonged. Yes Sir, he said, they’s always Some Body knows more bout a pitchur than the Artist who painted it in the First Place does ain’t that Right. Oh, Papa said, Calley didn’t like it him a’talking to Little Missey that a’way and give him a Look and said If I was you Mister I don’t believe I’d go to getting Huffy with Little Missey like that. Well I never seen the All Mighty put Cactuses up in the Sky that’s why, o’Wasskum said. Well He had his Turn to put it any wheres he wanted to put it and so did you Mister, o’Calley said. Now its Little Missey’s Turn and she can put it any god dam wheres she wants to put it and ain’t you or Him neither one got any thing to say bout it now. Oh it wouldn’t a’surprised me a Lick but what a Bolt a’Lightning come down out a’the Sky and knocked o’Calley’s John B Stetson Hat right off the top a’his Head for talking that way, Papa said. But No the All Mighty just set there and didn’t let out a Peep. And o’Wasskum Yancy didn’t neither, he said, cause now o’Wasskum was down on his knees just a’watching Little Missey remake the World to suit her self but he couldn’t stand it she had that Cloud down under a Rock and pulled it out and put it back up in the Sky where it come from but No, Papa said, Little Missey put it right back down under that Rock again then scooched over to set on it so he couldn’t move it again. She got Some Brass don’t she, o’Wasskum said, May be she is a Artist after all huh. Then he just set there a’watching her and a’petting o’Possum and Fritz both and I went on and told Mister Pearsall bout them two Men he Pistol Whupped over Little Missey’s poor o’Dead Panther and how they bout got us cause they was still so Mad bout it.

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