Excerpt from Tales of a Texas Boy
The Corn Patch Incident
“You go fetch corn, Eddie. We’ll need mebbe fifty ears so don’t come back without that many.”
“Yes’m, Ma. Can I take along Sister? She can pick the low ears while I get the high ones.”
“Sure enough. She’s gettin’ big enough to carry her weight,” Ma said then she went back to stirrin’ the kettles sittin’ next to the pit.
I grabbed Sister, who’s really Dorothy, but we called her Sister. Anyways, we took off to the corn field and proceeded to pull the ripe ears off the stalks. It takes the right eye to get the ripe ones. Some folks have to peel back the silk from the ear and take a look. Me and Sister had done this so many times, we could tell just by how fat the ear looked. So, we were movin’ along pretty good and had about half the ears Ma said to get.
I looked down the row to see how far we’d got when I saw a skunk traipsin’ up toward me. First off, I wondered what the little polecat was doin’ out in the middle of the day. Most often, they hunt at night. I stopped quick and looked around to see where Sister was. I couldn’t see her, so I decided just to let her know.
“Hey, Sister. There’s a skunk up here, so don’t go up the row no more,” I yelled.
“What row, Eddie?” she hollered back.
“The row I’m on,” I answered and wondered why she couldn’t have figured that out herself.
“Which row, I say-ed?” she asked again, soundin’ a little disgusted now.
“This darn row!” Why didn’t the fool girl know which row I was on? Then it occurred to me I didn’t know where she was neither.
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