|From Gold to Goodness (standard:Inspirational stories, 1583 words)|
|Author: stanley mcqueen kentucky backwoods writer||Added: Jul 18 2007||Views/Reads: 2282/1427||Story vote: 0.00 (0 votes)|
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From Gold to Goodness . Backwoods writer Stanley Mcqueen Well if you ever seen my uncle Tom Mammy brother. You would have seen a tall man with long slim arms and a keen face and a little head and he is sort of beady eyed and just a might cross eyed , he lives down near the mouth of the little fox river that flows threw Muddfork county, he is a single forty eight years old man and he lives in a old broke down throned together sack , that looks like its going to slide in the river at the next mountain storm that touches the mountains. He works at the sawmill and make five dollars a day off bearing log that are cut and he carries back the slabs off the log and piles them behind the sawmill and then they are later burned , every Friday he rides his old mule across the rides and buy moonshine off them old tucker that make moonshine whiskey, he stay drunk when he is off work on the weekend and sometime he get put in that little hog pen jail that sets in the our little backwood town , folks laugh at him when he is drunk he wants to sing and court the fair ladies of the Muddy fork saloon.. Most of the woman in the saloon just take advantage of him and make eyes at him so he will spend all his hard earned money on drinks from them., but he just don't really get it that they are only friendly because he is generous when he is drinking... mammy says he is as crazy throwing all his money to the few harlot they we have in our little town, maw she has whipped him a few times when he come to our shack and try to make trouble when he is drunk, once he got mad at maw and turned ever cow we had on the place a loose, that time maw struck him above the eye and left a big open gash above his eye, paw said he is the worse fellow he ever was around when he is drinking. Paw if he would be honest he would quote that he hates the likes of his brother in law Tom. But paw want breath that before Maw knowing that Tom like it or not is her only brother.. It was Friday when we heard some new about Tom a man from town come to our shack and told is that Tom had found a goal mine on his place alone side the river.. He said folk in town was stirred up and ever one is trying to get in on Tom claim .. Well glory bee maw says as we listen to the news about Tom finding Gold on his little five acre ground . The man left and rode away back toward town and paw and I saddled our horses and rode down to Tom place and we found Tom with a big bag of Gold and he had went into town beforehand and was wearing new town duds and a big black hat with a turkey feather sticking on the band of the new hat.. He has a bow tie and a brand new pair of store bought slippers, hello boys he say to us when he see us ride up . Guess you boys heard im a rich man now ,, I found gold on my place and now folks are flooding my land and wanting to buy it off me he says bragging. Tom takes out a store bought bottle of whiskey and takes a big swallow and asked paw did he want a snort... paw refused because he is a saint of the little goose chapel church,, he give me a snort and paw said , one snort is all you get boy , I don't want you turning out like your dear old uncle there a sot drunk, now Dan don't be so hard on the lad a good shot of whiskey never kill a man as far as I know Tom added' Tom what do you plan to do with all that money you are sure to get from the Gold seams on the place.. Asked pa”? Well the first thing is im going to is try and get that gal Kath to marry me that works in the blue Dog saloon , he answered paw” and then im going to tear this old shack down and build me a proper house to raise a bunch of kids in . Tom declared” well Tom im wanting a favor from you paw says” what that Tom asked? Well our little goose church house is in poor shape and I was wondering if you would donate us some of that gold money to fix the church up some the porch is about rotten down and the winders are breezy and in need of repair... Tom looks at paw strange. And then answered I want give nary penny to such foolishness nary penny he repeats.. I know you're a mean man and the devil is give you more drinking money paw snort and get on his horse and tell me to mount mine horse we are going home paw snorts , and away we ride leaving Tom standing in his fancy suit of duds and holding the amber colored whisky bottle.. As we ride toward our shack paw tells me that Tom will come to nought because he refused to help out the saint of little goose chapel church.. He is a greedy and selfish soul and that kind end up with folly and shame. I just listen at paw words and don't say nothing either way against Tom or for Tom. Time went on and we heard Tom was building a bigger saloon in muddy Fork and that he was setting up drink for everyone and living it up to the fullest. Maw was bad hurt that he had not wanted to help the church people and she said she had disowned him as kin of hers. Time goes on and a month passed and we got new that Tom had fell sick of some disease called consumption and was sure to die , so maw decided to go into town and see him before he died. We all three rode paw corn wagon into muddy fork and Tom was laid up at the boarding house in his sick bed, when we went into his room we found his Click here to read the rest of this story (36 more lines)
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