When the Whippoorwill by Marjorie Kinnan Rawlings
Author:Marjorie Kinnan Rawlings
Language: eng
Format: epub
Tags: Short Stories
Publisher: Reading Essentials
Published: 1931-02-15T05:00:00+00:00
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That night at dead midnight I was laying sleeping and trusting beside my Will. In my dreams, like, I heard a sound like a person choking to death. It come to me my Will was strangling, and I lep outen the bed, me not plumb used to him being in it. âTwaânât Will at all. He was snoring, but not no such sound as that un. It chilled my backbone. It come from the yard and I knowed somebody was out there getting murdered. The sound quit and I heard steps in the sand. I called out âWill!â and I leaned out the window. I wasnât prepared. I just wasnât prepared. I run my face smack into that blasted muleâs nose, and him standing there in the moonlight, peeking in the window.
âI might of knowed it was you,â I said to him. âGit! Git, you rambling stump-sucker! You and me is sure going to mix it in the morning.â
And in the morning, there was my gate-post chewed to splinters where that on-natural mule had been sucking on it in the darkness. And that wasnât all. There was my fresh-set petunia plantsâIâve always been a fool for petuniasâmashed to nothing. I followed the tracks and there was my sweet-potato beds trompled something astonishing. Most creetursâll walk in a low place, like the ruts of a road. But this mule had done rambled right down the tops of my potato beds. Heâd walked down one row and up tâother, like a young un walking a fence, and ary place heâd set them big feet down, heâd cut a peck of sweet potatoes to where they wasnât only fit for the hogs.
You know what I done? I done nothing. You know what I said? I said to my Will, âPeace is wuth more than potatoes.â For when I studied on it by daylight, I seed that if I put in to quarrel at Luty, Iâd lose all chancet of talking give-and-take between him and Jim. Was it a mean woman or a un-patient one that held in like that? I say it was a mighty patient woman.
Now what I missed in crawling Luty about the mule, Jim Lee sure made up for. Spring come. The yellow jessamine had done quit blooming. Iâd done cut back my petunia plants. Jim come to the house, and it about dusk-dark.
âIâm on my way to Lutyâs,â he said, âto carry home my mule for my spring planting. Hope the little feller ainât too pore to work.â
âHis belly was sticking out like a rain barrel last time I seed him,â I said. âBachelor or no, Luty ainât as scarce with his rations as some folks I could mention.â
âNow Quinceyâthey told a lie on me when they told I wonât let my wife save out no butter for her own bread.â
âYouâre powerful prompt denying it,â I said. âNeâ mind. Iâll walk on over to Lutyâs with you and carry him a mess of greens and bacon.â
So me and Jim walked on over to Lutyâs.
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