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Chapter 8
"Crazykindofson-of-a-bitch,too—somepinlikeMuley,on’yworseinsomeways.Mightsee’imanywheres—atShawnee,drunk,orvisitin’awidowtwentymilesaway,orworkin’hisplacewithalantern.Crazy.Ever’bodythoughthewouldn’tlivelong.Alonemanlikethatdon’tlivelong.ButUncleJohn’solder’nPa.Jus’getsstringieran’meanerever’year.Meaner’nGrampa."
"Lookathelightcomin’,"saidthepreacher."Silvery-like.Didn’Johnneverhavenofambly?"
"Well,yes,hedid,an’that’llshowyouthekindafellaheis—setinhisways.Patellsaboutit.UncleJohn,hehadayoungwife.Marriedfourmonths.Shewasinafamilyway,too,an’onenightshegetsapaininherstomick,an’shesays,’Youbettergoforadoctor.’Well,John,he’ssettin’there,an’hesays,’Youjustgotstomickache.Youettoomuch.Takeadoseapainkiller.Youcrowdupyastomickanya’getastomickache,’hesays.Nex’noonshe’soutaherhead,an’shediesataboutfourintheafternoon."
"Whatwasit?"Casyasked."Poisonedfromsomepinsheet?"
"No,somepinjus’bustinher.Ap-appendickorsomepin.Well,UncleJohn,he’salwaysbeenaeasy-goin’fella,an’hetakesithard.Takesitforasin.Foralongtimehewon’thavenothin’tosaytonobody.Justwalksaroun’likehedon’tseenothin’an’heprayssome.Took’imtwoyearstocomeoutofit,an’thenheain’tthesame.Sortofwild.Madeadamnnuisanceofhisself.
