First thing I noticed was how careful that there fellow was 'bout the grave marker . . . like how he didn't want to track no red clay on top ah that slab what was down by his feet. You know, there ain't many folks now days what really gives a damn if mud and dirt makes things dirty, but I do-that's my job-keep'n this here place pretty. Besides, keep'n things clean ain't really all that hard, no how, not wid my Mama and Daddy both sleep'n down there. But being that I take care of this here place, I wanted to know who that man in that fancy store bought suit might be, so I dropped my sling blade and got up 'hind him. Now I didn't say nothin' mind you . . . jus' stood there an' dun' my best to be quiet, but he up and said sumpt'n first. Reckon I weren't near as quiet as I thought I was. "Bet there's a story just waiting down there to be told," he finally said, and then he tole me his name. Said it was Harold Murray. Yes Sir, "Murray's" what he said, an' he asked
Me what be my name. So I went an' tole him I was a Murray, too. "Most all of 'em in here's Murrays," an' pointin' at my Great granddaddy's marker, I said, "Does you wanna hear his story?"
First thing I noticed was how careful that there fellow was 'bout the grave marker . . . like how he didn't want to track no red clay on top ah that slab what was down by his feet. You know, there ain't many folks now days what really gives a damn if mud and dirt makes things dirty, but I do-that's my job-keep'n this here place pretty. Besides, keep'n things clean ain't really all that hard, no how, not wid my Mama and Daddy both sleep'n down there. But being that I take care of this here place, I wanted to know who that man in that fancy store bought suit might be, so I dropped my sling blade and got up 'hind him. Now I didn't say nothin' mind you . . . jus' stood there an' dun' my best to be quiet, but he up and said sumpt'n first. Reckon I weren't near as quiet as I thought I was. "Bet there's a story just waiting down there to be told," he finally said, and then he tole me his name. Said it was Harold Murray. Yes Sir, "Murray's" what he said, an' he asked
Me what be my name. So I went an' tole him I was a Murray, too. "Most all of 'em in here's Murrays," an' pointin' at my Great granddaddy's marker, I said, "Does you wanna hear his story?"
Finally! Part three of the Carolina gamble trilogy. It was worth the wait. To put it briefly, it is my favorite read of the year.Susan B.Fairway booksGladstone, Ala.Without a doubt, the crowning jewel of Mr. Murray's "Carolina gamble" series.Estelle JamesonThe Book ShelfJohnson City, Tn.I tend to read many books at one time, but not so, this one.Gerald S.The Book WormNew York, NYIf trials and tribulations of scattered families catch's your fancy, this is a must read.Harold J.3318 Main St.Weldon, N.C.Set in the deep South, this, closing book of a trilogy, does not deal exclusively with the American Civil War, but the more so of families left behind wondering if their husband or son is dead or alive.Helen G.Books a plentySmithfield, Ark.
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