The Better Angels Page #3

Won't let go till

it turns dark, neither.

Ain't you gonna do something?

From here to here.

Come on!!

No!

Come on!

Come on!

Never seen you fight like that.

Want to finish the firewood

before you go, too.

Don't leave me without it.

His Pappy sent him to a tannery.

I don't want you to be hungry.

It'd take him three days.

He'd never been gone

like that before.

Alone.

She didn't talk all evening.

Just worked.

Stayed by herself.

She didn't have no education,

herself.

But she knowed what learning

could do for folks.

A new school's been built.

Only five miles from here.

She'd do anything for him.

Single file.

Armstrong?

Present.

Gosling?

Present.

Fagen?

Present.

Gore?

Present.

Peckington?

Merit?

Present.

Our Father, who art in heaven,

hallowed be Thy name.

Thy kingdom come,

Thy will be done,

in Earth as it is in Heaven.

Give us this day

our daily bread,

and forgive us our trespasses...

Speed doesn't matter...

neatness does.

Use soft strokes.

That's better.

Ne-bad...

Nebuchadnezzar.

Full of fur...

Fury.

And the form

of the visage...

...I-E-D...

Delaware, Pennsylvania,

New Jersey,

Georgia, Connecticut,

Massachusetts, Maryland...

Be without malice, or envy.

Scoff at no one.

Love learning.

Be cheerful.

Go!

Go, go!

Here, your turn...

Hear... and answer.

You tell me,

where's your spirit?

How do you know it's there?

I feel it.

What did Jesus do

when he was young?

Worked in his father's shop.

What was his mind doing?

"It came to pass,

as he was alone praying.

His disciples were with him,

and he asked them, saying,

'Whom say the people

that I am?'

They answered and said,

'John the Baptist.'"

Then he tried to stop

and come back.

But when he did this,

he came back

and hit his head on the wall.

Shake my hand.

I ain't no scholar.

Firm, yeah, that's good.

Keep your head up.

Do it again.

Very good.

You can smile, it won't hurt ya.

I asked him where'd

he get so many blatant lies.

He told me when a story

learns you a good lesson,

it ain't no lie.

God tells truths in parables.

I was struck by his honesty

the other day.

He saw a buck's horn

hanging against the wall

that had broken off.

Thought some of the boys did it.

So the next day,

when it all got still,

I asked him, who done it?

Who broke it off?

And he said,

"I did it."

Takes the blame all to himself.

Won't put any on anybody else.

He won't stay

in these woods forever.

And even if he keeps on

in Spencer County,

he won't be a backwoodsman

for long.

There's emigrations

going on now.

By the time he's 30 years old,

it'll be a whole

different world.

He'll make his mark.

"I came down to Friday

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