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From: | Laura Sanchez |
Subject: | [Bug-sweater] sports |
Date: | Sat, 19 Aug 2006 17:05:38 +0200 |
Theyre a long way offfrom here, and furthermore
theyre making good soldiers.
But as they all passed from the room, Frank hung
back, tugging atScarletts sleeve.
He ran to her, like a small frightened animal, and
clutching herwide skirt, buried his face in it.
They were charred spirals of what appeared to be
wood.
He could not bring himself to tell themthe worst.
Ill trouble you for thet ring and them earbobs. They had said nothing about burning
the house.
I aint seen suchhot fightin in this war as we seen
in thet one.
Theyre a long way offfrom here, and furthermore
theyre making good soldiers.
I aint seen suchhot fightin in this war as we seen
in thet one.
As she reached the landing, the whole lower floor
leaped up at her.
When you were in Macon did you see India and Honey
Wilkes?
Again she plunged in, herskirt held over her nose.
The rutted red roads were frozen to flintiness andhunger rode the winds through
Georgia.
The piano wasone thing the Yankees couldnt carry
away.
On other days a small amount of milk, hickory nuts,
roasted acornsand yams. And Frank couldnt tell them about the dogs and the
cats.
I suppose the Yankees even stole hisextra
diapers.
The piano wasone thing the Yankees couldnt carry
away.
And I neverexpect to call them anything
else.
The sow done bit Prissy and got her penned up unner
the house. Carreen had brightened a little too, and some of the sleep-walkinglook
left her eyes that night. How canthey go on fighting if they have only this stuff to
eat?
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