|Uncle Fred Wife (standard:drama, 3514 words)|
|Author: stanley mcqueen kentucky backwoods writer||Added: Apr 04 2007||Views/Reads: 2140/1495||Story vote: 0.00 (0 votes)|
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Uncle Fred wife” My Uncle Fred lives about a mile down the hollow from our farm. He is my maw brother on her side of the kinfolks, he has never married and probably has one of the best farms in Muddy fork counties, and he even has some money in the Muddy Fork township bank. Some folk around the parts has wondered why a man like Fred has never been like other men in taking a wife, but mammies always said” that him being so ugly and all is the reason and he is shy man for the most part, well anyway me and him are good-friend and when I m not helping paw in our farm work I help him with his cattle and we fix broken fences in the fall and put in new fence post. Things was going good for Fred till and young woman named Martha swift come into the township and got her a room at the only boarding house in Muddy fork, her and Fred meet somehow there in the small township of Muddy fork, maw was furious about the whole thing and said” that she was too young and pretty to be interested in a man almost twice her age, Fred could be seen with her walking along the wagon road and they was holding hands just like young lovers do, I would have to admit she was a good looker for sure, any man would be honored to have such a pretty young gal , Maw swore to me and pap that all she was after was what money Fred had save and put in safe keeping in the muddy Fork bank, somehow I just felt like Maw did about this union, and was suspicious , it was not two mounts after they meet that her and Fred come by our shack all dressed up and they informed us they had just got married, I could tell by the look on maw face she never like the ideal at all, well it was not none of our doings but her and Fred was the ones that had joined, In marriage, and we could not tell a grown man what to do or how to live his life I never seen a man so happy as he appeared to me all smiley and all, and it looks to be he had struck in with a brand new pretty young dark haired gal that he never new a lot about her past, but happiness had come to him at the moment, it was on the last day of the week when I rode passed Fred place and the place looked to be some neglected , the yard was tall and over grown and the cattle had not been changed from the north paster to the south and this was something he always done in mid summer.. Seems like this gal was getting more attention than the farm and livestock, that day I rode by her and Fred was setting on the front porch and I could hear her giggling and him laughing at something they were talking about.. It seems a darn shame that a good man like my uncle would be letting chores go on his farm. He had change so after he meet her and got married, well a man make his own ways and I guess what suited him suited me so to speak.. Well it was about a month later that the sheriff come to our shack and reported that Fred was found dead at the hog pen with a slop bucket gripped to his hand, the sheriff said he looked to have been just finishing slopping the hog and just fell dead . Looked like a heart attack our sheriff affirmed to us , but after the sheriff and corner left and rode down the trail toward muddy fork township , maw threw a fit of crying and going on something fierce, “that bitch killed my Brother” she screamed and screamed and paw and I could hardly keep her from going to Fred Farm and killing Martha,,, I just knew something wasn't right about this marrying bit maw kept saying over and over, now that bitch will get that big pretty farm that my poor brother worked hard to pay for and now its all hers. Maw repeats” I will see her in hell before she has that farm to her good “maw declares”maw sent me and paw to fetch Fred corpse, it was customs of hill folks to have about three days of what we call the setting up with the dead, folks would come to our house and bring food and such and do respect to the dead and family , thats: the way country folks show honor to their dead kinfolks We took paw corn wagon and loaded his body on it and covered him with a quilt that maw sent along, we had to make a coffin and before that we carried him in the big room of our shack and laid him on a bed mammy had prepared for him till we got his coffin made. We went to work fast on his box and soon had a good sturdy pine box that im sure he would be honored to be buried in .. Folks come from far and near to the setting up and woman brought vitals and maw and paw put homemade chairs in the front yard because the house was full of folks Willie north and some more banjo pickers some and played music and sang gospel hymns. Never new Fred had so many friend as he did till I seen all the neighbors flock in like duck would coming back from winter thaw, It was a good setting up and rev salmwood come and preached a little over Fred Corpse and folks listen as the preacher said “ that Fred was probably in heaven looking down on a mess of friends and kinfolks. I sure hope the good rev was right about him being in heavens square, and all but I do know Fred took a snort of moonshine now and again, but maybe the good lord would not hold that Click here to read the rest of this story (178 more lines)
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