The Mule-Bone

doorway. I don’t see what the mens always hanging after Daisy Taylor for. Clark Turning around on the porch. I God, you back here again. Who’s tendin’ that store? Mattie disappears inside. Dave Well, she always did look like new money to me when she was here before. Jim Well, that’s all you ever did get was a look. Dave That’s all you know! I bet I get more than that now. Jim You might git it but I’m the man to use it. I’m a bottom fish. Dave Aw, man. You musta been walking round here fast asleep when Daisy was in this county last. You ain’t seen de go I had with her. Jim No, I ain’t seen it. Bet you didn’t have no letter from her while she been away. Dave Bet you didn’t neither. Jim Well, it’s just cause she can’t write. If she knew how to scratch with a pencil I’d had a ton of ’em. Dave Shaw, man! I’d had a post office full of ’em. Old Woman You-all ought to be shame, carrying on over a brazen heifer like Daisy Taylor. Jus’ cause she’s been up North and come back, I reckon you cutting de fool sho ’nough now. She ain’t studying none of you-all nohow. All she wants is what you got in your pocket. Jim I likes her but she won’t git nothin’ outa me. She never did. I wouldn’t give a poor consumpted cripple crab a crutch to cross the River Jurdon. Dave I know I ain’t gonna give no woman nothin’. I wouldn’t give a dog a doughnut if he treed a terrapin. Lige Youse a cottontail dispute⁠ ⁠… both of you. You’d give her anything you got. You’d give her Georgia with a fence ’round it. Old Man Yeah, and she’d take it, too. Lindsay Don’t distriminate the woman like that. That ain’t nothing but hogism. Ain’t nothin’ the matter with Daisy, she’s all right. Enter Teets and Bootsie tittering coyly and switching themselves. Bootsie Is you seen my mama? Old Woman You know you ain’t lookin’ for no mama. Jus’ come back down here to show your shape and fan around awhile. Bootsie and Teets going into the store. Bootsie & Teets No, we ain’t. We’se come to get our mail. Old Woman After girls enter store. Why don’t you all keep up some attention to these nice girls here, Bootsie and Teets. They wants to marry. Dave Aw, who thinkin’ ’bout marryin’ now? They better stay home and eat their own pa’s rations. I gotta buy myself some shoes. Jim The woman I’m gonna marry ain’t born yet and her maw is dead. Girls come out giggling and exit. Jim begins to strum his guitar lightly at first as the talk goes on. Clark To Dave and Jim. Two of the finest gals that ever lived and friendly jus’ like you-all is. You two boys better take ’em back and stop them shiftless ways. Hambo Yeah, hurry up and do somethin’! I wants to taste a piece yo’ weddin’ cake. Jim Embarrassed but trying to be jocular. Whut you trying to rush me up so fast?⁠ ⁠… Look at Will Cody here. Pointing to little man on porch. He been promising to bring his already wife down for two months⁠ ⁠… and nair one of us ain’t seen her yet. Dave Yeah, how you speck me to haul in a brand new wife when he can’t lead a wagon-broke wife eighteen miles? Me, I’m going git one soon’s Cody show me his’n. General sly laughter at Cody’s expense. Walter Snaps his fingers and pretends to remember something. Thass right, Cody. I been intending to tell you.⁠ ⁠… I know where you kin buy a ready-built house for you and yo’ wife. Calls into the store. Hey, Clark, cime on out here and tell Cody ’bout dat Bradley house. To Cody. I know you wants to git a place of yo’ own so you kin settle down. Hambo He done moved so much since he been here till every time he walk out in his back yeard his chickens lay down and cross they legs. Lindsay Cody, I thought you tole us you was going up to Sanford to bring dat ’oman down here last Sat’day. Lige That ain’t de way he tole me ’bout it. Look, fellers, getting up and putting one hand on his hips and one finger of the other hand against his chin coquettishly where you reckon I’ll be next Sat’day night?⁠ ⁠… Sittin’ up side of Miz Cody. Great burst of laughter. Sykes Jones Laughing. Know what de folks tole me in Sanford? Dat was another man’s wife. Guffaws. Cody Feebly. Aw, you don’t know whut you talkin’ bout. Jones Naw, I don’t know, but de folks in Sanford does. Laughing. Dey tell me when dat lady’s husband come home Sat’day night, ole Cody jumped out de window. De man grabbed his old repeater and run out in de yard to head him off. When Cody seen him come round de corner de house gesture he flopped his wings and flew up on de fence. De man thowed dat shotgun dead on him. Laughs. Den, man! Cody flopped his wings lak a buzzard gesture and sailed on off. De man dropped to his knees lak dis. Gesture of kneeling on one knee and taking aim. Die! die! die! Supposedly sound of shots as the gun is moved in a circle following the course of Cody’s supposed flight. Cody just flew right on off and lit on a hill two miles off. Then, man! Gesture of swift flight. In ten minutes he was back here in Eatonville and in he bed. Walter I passed there and seen his house shakin’, but I didn’t know how come. Hambo Aw, leave de boy alone.⁠ ⁠… If you don’t look out some of y’all going to have to break his record. Lige I’m prepared to break it now. General laughter. Jim Well, anyhow,