The Trail of the Lonesome Pine Page #5

except across the Falins?

But it won't be the Falins. The

company will own the property.

Yeah, but it were

the Falins.

They walked on it. They

drove the sheep across it.

The spring water

down by the Knuckle,

they put their

poisonous faces in it.

It's got the

Falins' smell on it.

And me ones will make money going on it? No.

No. There ain't

gonna be a Tolliver...

It ain't gonna stop you from

shooting the dirty swine, is it?

The land was here long afore

they come. It's tetched with God.

And he ain't going to

taint it just 'cause

a lot of snakes is

a- crawling in the fallows.

We been poor-hogging long enough.

I got a chance for fancies,

and I'm gonna have them.

That ain't no talk

to your pappy.

I'm talking

to you, too!

I ought to

spank your hide.

You don't need no fotch-on

clothes to be happy.

Just a minute, Dave. I didn't

want to start an argument.

Mr. Tolliver, I don't doubt that you have

every reason

to hate the Falins.

They must have done

you a great wrong...

We don't want no preacher talk from you.

The Tollivers don't like

the Falins and they know why.

And we don't want to be

learned off by no outsiders.

But, Dave,

I'm not trying to...

You saved my life.

You was leaving without a

squeal when we turned you down.

You couldn't have done that

without you was meaning right.

Just don't argue,

that's all.

Where do we sign?

Right here.

The company's

offering you $5,000.

That's a lot of money,

Mr. Falin.

Both sides of our right

of way will still be yours.

It won't interfere

with your farming.

Mr. Thurber here can vouch for our company.

He's kept its books

for years.

Yes. That's right.

Indeed it is.

We don't want no tail-ender

drippings of a Tolliver.

Wade's right. You can't make

butter out of goose grease.

Shut up!

What did

Judd Tolliver say?

Well, he said that...

He said he'd rot before he had

anything to do with a Falin.

That sounds like Judd.

Where do I scratch?

Right here

on the bottom line.

Jack, give us a hand.

You know something

about carpentry.

What's the matter with it?

You're doing all right.

Yeah, I'm not running

any kindergarten.

I got very little use

for children.

In fact

I hate the brats.

Look at me.

Look what I'm doing.

If any of

my friends saw me...

Say, did you send that

check to Judd Tolliver?

Yeah, this morning. Listen.

Would you put a nail in here?

Or... Don't let me

keep you.

Going 'coon hunting, Dave?

Skunk.

Mighty nigh well,

ain't it?

That's why

I'm going hunting.

I don't want you to

fight, Dave.

Leave the Falins be.

There's turning over

to be done.

And I'll be wanting corn

husks for my mattresses.

And we got scrapple to make

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