The Tacoma times. [volume] (Tacoma, Wash.) 1903-1949, 1942-01-01
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hot. though she was willing
enough. 20 she thought I'D another
angle. could call on Ollie and
Nollie for the morning rush. II
any. while she drove around the
country marketing for the wagon.
She was good At II. too. Pretty
soon she had the oxearts coming
IN regular with fresh vegetables.
yard egs, chickens. fish. and now
and again an extra. like a young
shoat or a possum. And the prices
were right judy was trader.
When she got back one morning
she found me stretching Irvine be-
tween the stakes I'd pegged out.
She stood watching me for a spell
with her head on one side like a
sassy redbird. Pretty soon il came.
What are you planning to catch
in your web, Spider >"
1T isn't web" 7 said. I was.
at that Only I didn't want her
to find out till she was caught.
What is it. then >"
I went right on fastening my
lines. I've still got that sign
had when I came here" I said.
What sign? Oh Tourists Ac-
commodsted.' That one -
l NODDED and got down on my
knees to tie good knot.
AT Tambay?"
The name ought to draw"
said. And what a site for q row
of snappy cabinsl"
"Tsmbay Tourist Camp" she
said. and kind OF laughed That
would make us popular with the
neighbors"
nodded.
I'D have TO think IL over"
she said. Wouldn't it cost you
an awful lot to build cabins >"
That's my lookout" I said.
I've got a little left in the toe
of the old sock"
I'm not sure the University
lease wouldn't interfere anyway"
she said.
Let's find out. Who's your
lawyer ,"
81 haven't any"
This thing has got to be kosher
If were going to deal. There's
young fellow in Leverton named
Maurie Sears. They say he's good
when sober. and sober except
week-ends."
u think he's my distant cousin
or something"
Let's go"
Near the end Of the plantation
line Juddy slowed UP for pitch
hole. I noticed a buzzard, high up
on bough, lettering in the wind
the way they do. He was a bald.
scrawny old bird, and he re-
minded me of a nasty old man,
balancing on his heels and leering.
The tree he was using for a perch
was an ugly as he was; a dead
shagbark, all charred and black
on one side where there was low
limb.
Somebody been having a bon
fire ?" l asked.
Juddy didn't answer. She didn't
have TO. I got it. They don't
scorch tree trunks for fun in this
part of the country. Besides. I'd
heard of the Hanging Tree of
Tambay.
After we got TO town Juddy
said, They lynched q poor cres-
ture there just before I came TO
Tambay. I'm going to have it cut
down"
Wen, ! could see trouble there.
The minute Maurie Sears set
eyes on Jane Ann Judson ! be-
gan to wonder whether we had
come to the right place. Things
were liable to get too personal, If
I was any judge. He was slim
and straight and dark. with brood
ing eyes that could be surly as an
animals. and a level thin mouth
that had both strength and weak
ness in the set of il.
know that sort of southern
gent 10 the bone. You can say
they're misfit in the modern
world. and I guess that's right.
Too much past, too much caste.
too little sense that their kind be-
long in museums. They live
mostly by tradition and the catch
words that go with it. The Civil
War is their eight-ball; they do
most Of their thinking behind IL
Compared to them. a Tammany
Democrat is a liberal and a Hard
shell Baptist elder a freethinker.
But IL you're their kin or their
friend. they'll lie for you and die
for you. and their given word is
a couple Of points up on a L. S.
government bond You may want
to laugh At EN- or cuss en- out.
when sll's said and done, you kind
Of love EN-.
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