Get 20M+ Full-Text Papers For Less Than $1.50/day. Start a 14-Day Trial for You or Your Team.

Learn More →

Jubilee

Jubilee ߣ2 Jwilee Bea Vickers had two things in her life by George Strange kies and apples in the garden like she had done when they were first married, and didn't that she loved more than anything else: her church and her husband or, as she sometimes fuss when he came in with muddy boots. On Saturday morning she cooked his favorite called them, God and the Devil. She might have been able to keep those two separated if it hadn't been for a special Sunday in her life. She hadn't missed a service in fifty years, and breakfast, sausage and fried eggs, and that afternoon she surprised us, for we knew how she felt about liquor, by buying him a half pint of Ancient Age. A few hours later my mother the church planned to honor her lengthy loyalty with a reception for Bea and, hopefully, Gyp, who had been to church only once in his life and that a Saturday night when his coon hound Blazes treed a raccoon in the vestibule. came in and announced that Gyp was going to the church service. "Did Gyp tell you?" I asked. "No," she smiled. "But Gyp and Bea http://www.deepdyve.com/assets/images/DeepDyve-Logo-lg.png Appalachian Review University of North Carolina Press

Jubilee

Appalachian Review , Volume 9 (3) – Jan 8, 1981
Download PDF
7 pages

Loading next page...
 
/lp/university-of-north-carolina-press/jubilee-QLeMqNFhIF

References

References for this paper are not available at this time. We will be adding them shortly, thank you for your patience.

Publisher
University of North Carolina Press
Copyright
Copyright © Berea College
ISSN
1940-5081
Publisher site
See Article on Publisher Site

Abstract

ߣ2 Jwilee Bea Vickers had two things in her life by George Strange kies and apples in the garden like she had done when they were first married, and didn't that she loved more than anything else: her church and her husband or, as she sometimes fuss when he came in with muddy boots. On Saturday morning she cooked his favorite called them, God and the Devil. She might have been able to keep those two separated if it hadn't been for a special Sunday in her life. She hadn't missed a service in fifty years, and breakfast, sausage and fried eggs, and that afternoon she surprised us, for we knew how she felt about liquor, by buying him a half pint of Ancient Age. A few hours later my mother the church planned to honor her lengthy loyalty with a reception for Bea and, hopefully, Gyp, who had been to church only once in his life and that a Saturday night when his coon hound Blazes treed a raccoon in the vestibule. came in and announced that Gyp was going to the church service. "Did Gyp tell you?" I asked. "No," she smiled. "But Gyp and Bea

Journal

Appalachian Review – University of North Carolina Press

Published: Jan 8, 1981

There are no references for this article.