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Smith, Jewell Ellen, 1915-1998

"Great Jehoshaphat and Gully Dirt"

Shoogie
was gone! All I saw was a streak of dust.
"Now, little wildcat, you'd just as well stop scratchin' and
fightin'! We've got a long ways to go! Ah, this is the chance I
been waitin' for! Your pa's gonna pay plenty to get you back, and
I can buy me my own automobile! Man, that'll be the day! God
damn, young'un, you bite me one more time and I'll let you have
it! Quit tryin' to jump out, you little devil! Don't you know if
you jump, fast as we're goin', you'll break your fool neck?"
All at once Mister Ward quit talking mean to me. He didn't
let go of my arm, but he told me he thought I was a sweet little
gal-pretty, too-and that we were going where there was lots of
candy.
"More candy than anybody's ever seen, Bandershanks!"
"I don't want no candy! I wanta go home!"
"Just as soon as we get all that candy, we'll go home."
"Where's the candy at?"
"It's not too far," he said. "Pretty soon after we cross
Rocky Head Bridge we'll come to the road goin' to that candy
store."
He reached down under the edge of the seat and got a bottle
of something that didn't smell good and gulped down half of it.


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