"
"Yeah, Mama, and the back west corner was already blazing sky
high too!"
"On top of that, Miss Nannie, we found rags and a soda pop
bottle that smelled just like coal oil. Papa's done give 'em to
Mister Jodie! And he's gonna take 'em straight to town and show
both of 'em to the Law!"
"Come on, Wallace, let's run back up yonder where the men are
at! Mama, can I go?"
"I reckon so."
We walked up a little closer to the fire, too. The flames
weren't so high any more, but the whole hill was terribly hot.
Mama said the fire would die down and that by daylight there
wouldn't be a thing left but red-hot ashes.
"Ouch! Ouch! Oh, my foot!"
I had stepped on something.
"Mama?'
"What on earth, Bandershanks?"
"It's sticking in my heel. Oh!"
"I declare to my soul! Lemme see."
"Don't pull it out Mama! It'll hurt worser! Please! Please!"
"Mercy sakes, you've stepped on a horseshoe with two nails
still in it!"
"What'll we do, Mama?"
"Pull it out and get you home so we can soak your foot in
coal oil, that's what.
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