The Collected Stories Of William Humphrey - Plot & Excerpts
Things might never get any better! He had to have her—Naomi Childress, that is. What were they going to live on, love? Well, they would have each other and they would scrape by somehow. Things couldn’t go on like this much longer. Meanwhile, two can live cheaper than one. And Naomi didn’t expect any diamond rings. Jesse was just twenty, though he looked older, and Naomi just eighteen. In the road of their courtship there had been one bad bump. It was the old story: poor boy, heiress, and her father. Jesse’s people had never owned one red acre to sit back now and watch being blown away in dust. Will Neighbours had raised, rather was raising, seven children, Jesse the eldest, as a sharecropper. And so from the first Jesse had had to come to the Childresses hat in hand. For old Bull Childress had a house and clear title to twenty-seven acres of hardscrabble. The deed was unencumbered through no fault of Bull’s. He had tried, but nobody would loan him anything on that patch of Jimson weeds and cockleburs.
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