Monday, July 17, 2017

DEVIL MAKE A THIRD was written by Douglas Fields Bailey and published in 1948. It is a book of fiction based upon the author's family's story in Dothan, Alabama.http://www.southern-style.com/Southeast%20Alabama%20Heritage%20Association/Baker.htm
 The book describes the rise to power of Buck Bannon in the southeast Alabama town of Aven from circa 1890-1915.

Characters in DEVIL MAKE A THIRD & suggestions as to the historic people they may be based upon:


Joe Bannon (Joe Baker, Sr. 1836-1900, buried in the Baker plot of the Dothan City Cemetery)
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"The Joe Baker family came from near Abbeville. Mr. Buck Baker was a big stockholder in Houston National Bank. The Baker brothers built and operated the Martin Hotel, and dealt in real estate. Mr. Dan Baker, of the brothers is the only one living now." from Mrs. A.D. Whiddon's HISTORY OF DOTHAN published in 1945 in the DOTHAN EAGLE

Jeanie McPherson Bannon (Jane Sanders Baker 1849-1918, buried in the Baker plot of the Dothan City Cemetery) https://www.findagrave.com/cgi-bin/fg.cgi?page=gr&GRid=31762168

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Buck Bannon (Joe "Buck" Baker 1869-1920, buried in the Baker plot of the Dothan City Cemetery)

Mrs. Buck Bannon formerly Lota Kyle (based upon Eula Stagg Baker, Buck Baker's wife)Image may contain: 1 person, smiling
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Jeff Bannon (Dan "D.W." Baker?)

Hearn Bannon (George Baker?, Robert Baker?)

Coke Bannon (Colie  Baker, 1886-1937 ? , Doug Baker?)

Myrt Bannon

Nance Bannon

Victoria Bannon (name was changed to Christina after Buck's affair with Big Vic)

Vestacia Bannon

Millie Bannon

Wiley Bannon

Two of Wiley's Children

Earnestine Bannon

Three of Earnestine's children

Titus Green

preacher in Baptist Bottom

prostitute in Mabe's Place

Mabe

bartender in saloon

Amos Longshore (Bailey was friends with Mr. and Mrs. Sam Friedman while he was at the University of Alabama. Mrs. Friedman's maiden name was Longshore)

Mrs. Amos Longshore

Ivy Longshore: Amos Longshore's daughter

Jake Willis, railroad brakeman and loan customer of Buck

Bascom Wooten, railroad brakeman and loan customer of Buck

Victoria "Big Vic"

Gus Blissett and wife

Mr. Early Edgar

Will J. Cumbie (Bailey may have graduated from Dothan High with a fellow named Cumbie in 1930)

Ed Puckett, surveyor

Colt Peterman (My Great-Aunt Lula Shepherd Peterman ran a boarding house located on the corner of North Alice and West Main directly in front of First Baptist. In 1907, THE DOTHAN EAGLE published an article about the history of Dothan and stated that Aunt Lula's husband, my great-uncle J.A. Peterman was one of only four men who still owned the same store located in the same place in downtown Dothan as they did in 1897. The Peterman store was on North Foster Street.)

"Stylish" George Brown

Tobe Parody

Coot Harper

Joe Manheim

Charlie Factor

colored boy in a white coat from McPherson's Saloon

Reverend Sime Acree

Virgil

the little Tiller girl

Aven's first city engineer

Colie Mellinger

Hopson the blacksmith

Naomi, one of Mabe's prostitutes

The Railroad Brotherhood

Miss Kirkland of Miss Kirkland's School

Henry the cook at the Bannon house

train conductor

worried man in the Waycross depot

Negro shoe shine boy in Waycross

Aven city clerk

Pet Tolleson, county school superintendent

bookkeeper at the dispensary

Governor Thrasher

Mrs. Thrasher

Brookie , cook at the Choctawhatchee cabin

colored boy at the Choctawhatchee cabin who shot a pistol every 15 minutes

T.H. Harrison of the Harrison House

small colored boy in a white jacket at the Harrison House



Location of scenes from DEVIL MAKE A THIRD:

The Bannon Place outside of Aven

Aven railroad depot

Green's General Mdse

Mason's store (work shoe competition)

Tate's Hill

Amos Longshore's house (has a yard with grass)

Mabe's Place

downtown Aven "half a mile from the railroad just to get closer to the spring and the distillery"

The spring

The saloon

Baptist Bottom http://www.dothaneagle.com/news/letters_to_editor/letter-hawk-houston-boys-and-girls-club-has-successful-th/article_8e559652-758c-11e4-a6b5-9f2ba2257676.html 

Puddin' House

Bannon Block on St. Simons Street

Corner of St. Simon and Oak Streets

Basin Street (East and West Main Streets? "Main Street" is also mentioned in Aven so this is very questionable)

Gus Blissett's house

Colt Peterman's place out in the country

Amos Longshore's farm northeast of Aven

Albany

Mobile

Gordon

blacksmith shop

35 foot piece of property next to Green's

New railroad crossing on Basin Street, two blocks from Buck's new store

New railroad route northeast of Aven

Dean's livery stable (Holman's Livery)

Gordon

Joe Manheim's store two doors down from Buck's new store

Rose Hill

Buck and Ivy's house on Oak Street

Old Fritter home

Mercy Creek

the steaming bogs on Old Bay

creek bank on the main gravel highway to Albany

Acid Plant Hill on the edge of Negro Quarters

Columbia

site of the OLD JAIL (lot on which HARRISON HOUSE is built)

McTyre's Place (saloon)

The Bottle (saloon)

Kraft's

Aven Telephone Company

Thacker's Boardinghouse

Lota Kyle's home just over the Georgia Line

Edgemont School For Young Ladies in Tennessee

Mayor's office in City Hall

Miss Kirkland's School

Big Creek

Spring Creek

Econfina Creek

new police station near City Hall

Dispensary across the street from City Hall


Antiquated Terms and Colloquialisms from Chapter 1 of DEVIL MAKE A THIRD:

Maccaboy snuff

a dirt road sport

sanded yard

pokeberry red

dun-colored bantam hen

hide-bottomed rocker

syrup bucket flowerpot

suck a meat skin

"hand-hewn bench that had been soaped and scrubbed until little soft splinters stuck up now and then, even against the grain"

"For God's sake..."

"I say you ain't to use the Lord's name while you're in the house, Buck."

"full red beard that he chopped off straight across at the neckline."

"twist a baling wire around a small wooden box full of clothes"

"Don't you go sparkin' in them jeans of mine..."

"shining from fetlock to forelock"

"rootin' for vittles in this here sorry clay"

"cuffed little Coke away from his syrup lick under the table"

flat-bed wagon

"I went to mill and back and made the trade."

"flicked the lines and pulled the mule sharply around"

"smooth whispering grind of the iron-rimmed wheels on hard sand"

"cotton quilt with the funny frocking on the edges"

"Blue Back speller that cost a quarter bushel of meal"

"pitch pine popping and sparking and scorching some while others froze"

"lunch bucket"

"fatback, syrup and corn bread"

"grabbed the lines to his chest"

"mules unshod feet"

"keep him from rattling the lines"

"a frog thumped a tub"

"a chill in the air that came out of a wet bottom"

"wrapped the lines around his wrist"

"he reached out with a foot and tested his weight on the shaft. He placed his left hand on the mule's rump and began to walk out the shaft, sliding his hand along the rough sweaty ridge of backbone until he felt the up-curved end of the shaft with his foot. He pushed off, dividing his shove between his hand on the mule's collar and his foot on the shaft, and jumped clear of creek water."

"Don't let Papa make you plow the big mule, boy," he said, "Big John'll pure pull yore arms out at the sockets. But you got to quit sleepin' in the cotton rows when you ought to be choppin'."

"some of his mother's cush he could take and eat out of the palm of his hand like it was a bowl. He'd nuzzle into that Thanksgiving cush like a hound."

"fill up on cush before they got to turkey. Corn meal and onions with meat stock were cheaper than turkey."

"the first shining finger of railroad glinted suddenly ahead of him and his feet began to crunch on the new roadbed. Cinders."

"smell of fresh-cut fat pine ties and tar and oil and smoke that coughed shudderingly out of the belled stack of a small switch engine whose firebox glowed line a woodsfire."

"a small corner of Alabama wasn't lying fallow any longer, but was heavy with the germ of a town."

"Aven's first row of tin-roofed shacks with a swing to his copper-toed shoes."

"A brakeman in the new ACL yards"

CHAPTER 2

"pioneered with his shoulder blades"

"baggage truck"

"It's better'n wakin' up with Hearn rootin' from one side and Jeff from the other till they prize me up off the pallet"

"the one curious older girls took behind the privy after school"

"already his eyes would glide over one girl without quickening, to suddenly narrow sleepily at the first sight of her sister."

"sitting on the front porch pleating and unpleating her skirt"

"shirt sleeves to shirt sleeves"

"we got rid o' downright hard shirt sleeves"

"a live creek meandering the year round through the bottom"

"lifting the lid off a mess of greens and fatback"

"the rifle at Chicamauga Gap and slippery ellum bark for dressing"

"ease out of bed so the rustling of shucks wouldn't wake Joe"

"hot smells of side meat and chicory coffee bellied out of the chimney's draught"

"He'd cut a step or two"

"tinka-bell reflections"

"what the sand was for. Floorin'. Floorin' to cover the clay and drain off the bath water."

"creek-bottom sand"

"God's bottom. A hobo on a baggage truck I never thought to see."

"if you're any kind o' hand with a pick"

"but I ain't aimin' to dig in no more dirt"

"He felt the excitement yeasting inside at sight of a small neat buggy with new harness"

INTERLUDE

"long billed railroad man's striped cap"

CHAPTER THREE

"rocking whip of the drive shaft"

"more and more folks here lettin' grass grow in their yards. Mother wouldn't have it."

"It's growin' crazy as a gourd vine flingin' out a creeper now and then and stores and houses hitchin' on whenever they feel like it."

"Jake, them's white girls."

"That's Jernigan on the cord. He gives it that laughin', wheedlin' twist"

"the goods box at one end of his cot"

"dressed up like a travelin' dentist"

"like a scope of timber"

"like a colored woman with a bundle on her head"

"like findin' rock candy in a syrup bucket"

"narrow, black string tie"

"Nobody ever knocked a man in the head for a sack of candy"

"like the eyes of a chicken who wants to cut out some light"

"for some doctorin' in Atlanta"

"began to pare his nails"

"What makes you think I'd rob a man because I had him where the hair is short?"

"You like to make a dollar"

"He wondered if Longshore would rise to that"

"I ain't got time to stop and build bridges when I come to a creek. I've got to jump to stay on schedule"

"Don't whine. A thief's a thief."

CHAPTER FOUR

"the jangle of the banjo, played day and night behind the thin partition that separated the whites from the colored folks' side"

"louder near the curved slot through which the bartender shoved drinks to the Negro customers"

"It stingeth like an adder and biteth like a serpent." (Proverbs 23: 29, 30, 32)

"the bottle of white corn whiskey"

"like a quick wisp of steam blown across his face from the kettle at syrup-making time"

"the patches of turpentine oozing from the pine looked like blisters"

"I'm a' goin' pi'rootin' "

"kiss all the girls and run climb a tree an' wait for them to cut me down."

"throwing the rain-washed roots of the sycamore trees up high like a sick steer's ribs"

"odors of frying fish, onions and hush puppies"

"kerosene lamp on a goods box"

"Here, Big Time, preach me some hell-fire and alligator teeth"

"Ain't you kinda lit up, Boss?"

"Like a country church."

"Boss, whore ladies like a little something on the side. Now I got a pair o' fine billy goats, Boss, which'd make mighty pretty pets down yonder."

"I figgered even a goat'd ruther live in a house full of ready women that lay in the road."

"corn-shuck mat"

"Hey, Mabe! Company."

"a newel post to put it by"

INTERLUDE

"rubber-tired buggy"

CHAPTER FIVE

"I was hasslin' to leave it"

"pickle dish the store had sent from Eufaula the first year Papa had bought big"

"two pound Barred Rock fryers"

"the peas- cooked soft with a split chunk of home-cured boiling meat - the tiny Lady Finger peas, the ones God gave po' folks for dessert."

"forget the grubbin' I been doin' "

"something to make a man's skin crawl off"

"derby hat"

"didn't want to make the nap streak in the wrong way"

"jerked the whip out of the socket"

"eased out a little more slack in the lines and felt the mare take it up in a second with a quickening step and a lunge into the collar."

"Take it, you scaper"

"what she called heavy words"

"looped his lines around the shiny whip socket"

"a long minute"

"his long driving coat"

"knuckled his head hard"

"work like a brag mule"

"circle-foot plow"

INTERLUDE

"waste pine"

"like beetles on a lampshade"

"Bible says we'll always have pore folks. But how come, by God, it's got to be me?"

"Well, don't blow off at me."

"I'm like a broke-leg mule"

"I cain't carpenter, nor lay brick, nor plow- cain't do a damned thing but brake on the railroad"

"laid a large piece of ham on top of a slab of hoecake"

"that's middle o' the night talk"

"Reckon not"

"A man oughtn't to live over two hoe handles from his business"

CHAPTER SIX

"floor joist for every two feet of flooring" (description of Bannon house, page 59)

"mule dealer's badge of office- a cheap walking stick whose blunt end was scuffed and stained with manure and tobacco juice"

"Well, y'all come." "Y'all come, too."

"with places to dress without turning their backs"

"bought brick"

"We run over a cooter"

"I think they eat quail eggs"

"blunt tip of a bone-handled kitchen knife"

"held the reins loosely in his right hand, idly whipping the ends against his legs"

"Boy, you ain't never seen nothin' like the way that land was yeastin' when we sold"

"the mill marks still showed where the planes had scraped."

"We'll put a shuck mattress up there, too."

"There's a big stove comin' tomorrow with warmers and a hot-water reservoir"

"Look at that bank walker's strut Buck's got"

"wrapped his lines carefully before he jumped off the wagon"

"you lazy hound"

CHAPTER SEVEN

"a man 21 years old that ain't got no more sense than me ought to be hung"

"I could a' bought a big lot of them cheap work shoes from that drummer and undercut hell out of Mason's"

"I can jump prices"

"Papa don't know who painted the preacher's horse green and killed it, but I do."

"fighting mulishly against the drug of a full stomach"

"The moon threw things out of kilter"

"When morning came, he could brass it out."

"I'll just go down and man it out."

big wood range

"Little Vic whimpering and sucking a sugar tit"

"her eyes were as black as mulberries"

INTERLUDE

"the short collar of his overall jumper higher up on the stub of a neck"

"He hauled at the worn and shiny leather strap looped through the buttonhole in the breast pocket of his overalls."

"them damned young'uns must eat like boar shoats. Been here six months and interest gnawin' at me like another conscience"

"I'll be glad when you get that blessed watch back so you can get back on the road. I'm plumb wore out with these piddlin' jobs..."

"Jake put his broad heavy foot on his end of the chain and threw the loop so it would slide freely"

"but damned if he ain't got us suckin' hind tit"

"job helpin' to lay out the town"

"Bass trudged on with chain winding like a hundred-foot snake behind him until it tightened, then he stooped and drove his stake."

CHAPTER EIGHT

"Laying it out too little"

"holes where her kids had dug caves and tunnels"

"Well, we're livin' spite o' all we can do"

"Mother's feedin' whole milk to the pigs 'cause she ain't got time to churn. Wonder if you could run up some milkin' time and kinda spell her at the churn. Reckon, if you're bakin' any cakes, she'd be proud if you'd try some o' her butter."

"he got hurt brakin', and can't go back to the road"

"a pied calf being led by a small colored boy across towards the blacksmith shop"

"I'll work up the papers"

"Pore chance but I'm honin' after both of 'em" page 80

"two doors were nearly wide enough to be called shutters" (Green's General Mdse)

"a large woman whose heavy cracked milking hands yearned slowly over a yard-wide bolt of stiff shiny taffeta"

"Whew! Colder than a hound's nose"

"Hate to be fixin' fence on that high forty back home" (page 81)

"the light beating fitfully through the isinglass window in the stove."


"Papa, it's like you know when to plant. It ain't just knowin'; it's part feelin'. Well, I got that feelin'."

"Boy, ain't we movin' a mite fast?"

"Watch the barbershops, they follow the money. There ain't a one on our street."

"a horseback opinion"

"Hell, Papa, our ox is gettin' belly deep in the mire. And when the ox is in the mire you get him out."

"I've got to light a shuck"

"Papa, I got a right rough thumb and a man don't get hurt unless he's gentlin' a brier."

CHAPTER NINE

" and spread the tails of his coat."

"the light of an oil lamp with its rose-colored glass screen"

"Let him ease up on it himself if he was in a trading mood"

"Nothin' but tie-ties and rock ridges that'd ruin a plowshare to ever' half acre"

"He's got a couple of sorry tenants he'd like to place"

"I figure to put a new store downtown and get some o' that silk-stockin' trade"

"you got a lock on me"

"I can't let him think I've run under a log with it"

"I ain't achin' to sell"

INTERLUDE

"Over his head a wooden sign creaked a guilty message in the chill wind- TOLERABLE FAIR MULE DEALING" page 94

"He ain't after that. Way he dresses up you can see he's out to marry."

"Well, boy, I got to run by an' pick up a jug I got hid out an' get goin'"

"That gal's always got a sweet shrub tied to the corner of a handkerchief. Rubs her face with it"

"Dogbite it!"

"Git, horse, eight mile to Gordon"

CHAPTER TEN

"money's a thing to be worked like a hired hand. It's that and it's like a crop, a green thing that'll grow like hell if it's planted and make a mighty pretty stand if it's tended."

"that girl's got me to where I don't know if I'm buyin' beef or beans"

"I see you around, prancin' like a stud horse with a diamond in his halter, but I never saw you hit a lick."

"peepin' at the hole card"

"calm as a settin' hen"

"biggest coon walks just 'fore dawn"

"I'm raw at this game"

"spring-backed knife"

"I got a feelin' we downright gee on that matter."

"Stick around, reckon we can gee on some other matters, too."

CHAPTER 11

"the lines were looped around the whip socket"

"the sun dappled the shiny flanks of Buck's horse with shadows"

"stiff leather creaked beneath Buck's weight as he shifted in the buggy seat and the springs whined gratefully as he stood up on the floor board"

"the sudden urgent stamping of the horse and the jingle of harness metal shook time awake"

"brought low voices through the tie-tie that was so choked with laurel they couldn't see around the bend"

"Buck gathered up the lines and clucked and when they passed the other buggy, he and Ivy nodded as if they were bowing and he said, 'Hot, ain't it?' The man in the other buggy said, 'Middlin' ' "

CHAPTER 12

"driving a wagon six days a week for the express company"

"I gentled his mammy, but he might take a curb"

"He won't take drivin', though. You'll have to toll him."

"We better get goin' or the young'uns'll have cat hairs in the butter."

"Shame the farmers are layin' by, youngster"

"You ain't talkin' like Sunday."

"God don't love ugly and I got to get home and feed the mules to mortify my flesh."

"pushing the bag under the seat of his red-wheeled buggy."

"Come on, Virgil. I'll stake you to supper downtown."

"he let the slack of the reins drop on the horse's rump and drew him around in a tight circle"

"It wasn't until the horse seemed satisfied with its gait and the buggy had steadied into easy creaking motion that Buck dropped the reins carelessly to the floor and held them down with his foot."

"look over to the clouds in the west. They're pilin' up like a million tons o' lint cotton."

"He pushed her knees out of the buggy seat and pulled her close with his arm around her shoulder, 'Well, start sweetenin' ', he said, and picked up the reins off the floor. He slapped the lines down on his horse's back, 'Git up, you!' "

"huge oaks which bordered nearly every street in Aven"

"Little later on, them limbs'll get right white with the cotton they drag off the wagons comin' into town"

"You turn the lamps on," he said thickly, "while I'm puttin' up the horse."

INTERLUDE

"whittled wooden seat of the wagon"

"seeping through the coal dust that always lay in the air around the freight yards."

"He put one foot on the spoke of the wagon wheel and caught the seat to pull himself up"

"he rattled the lines to start the team"

"Like shovelin up behind a mule"

"Jake yelled the words and the mules stuttered their step in sudden fear"

"Right when I'm hatin' him enough to cut his tripes out, he gets aholt o' me and tells me he'll knock off two dollars"

"Jake, did you come to take me home so I could help you put up that stove?"

CHAPTER 13

"Damned jackass weather. Three days till Christmas and winter still ain't headed up."

"the calander would say it was time for the frost to sweeten the persimmons, but the soft winds of the Gulf would tell the possums to wait a little longer near the burdening tree near the fence line, and the hot sun would say there wasn't much use in hilling your sweet potatoes. The farmers would come in the store all out of heart eyeing the meat block and growling, 'By killin' time, the hogs'll've et up all the corn an' there won't be no meal to eat with the meat."

"his mind would roll suddenly like a trout to a rain frog"

"No crop, no pay."

"Unless you've got a note and then there're mules and tools and sometimes land itself coming back for the feed and the seed, the side meat and the salt,  the copper-toed shoes and the kettle that left the store."

"he'd say to himself the ginning was done and the crop had been good, so what the hell if the frost never came to help out the next year."

"The hard money was there to shake loose the big stock of heavy coats and the bolts of fancy woolens that clogged the shelves of the store."

"the storekeeper-furnisher took a chance"

"whichever way the farmer moved, the storeman had him going and coming"

"he crossed the yard under the familiar chinaberry tree"

"bare feet to the unbleached-sheeting drawers"

"She held the below-knee length skirt of her green checked cotton dress out in front of her as if to catch something"

"when she goes to the pantry for somethin' she rolls 'em out the cathole"

"up the steps, and onto the big screened back porch with its two big rockers and its neat stack of soft-pine boxes"

"How you makin' it, son?"

"Common," Buck said,"just common."

"Millie was sitting on the far end of the long breakfast bench with her eyes shadowed and dropped over a clumsy narrow mixing bowl whose wooden sides were heavily floured to keep the bisquit dough from sticking. She held the bowl on the lap of a too-large dress made exactly like Christina's and from the same bolt of cloth."

"color rising about the square-cut neckline of her dress."

"stooped to open and look inside the fire door"

"Aw, hell, let's take the text on somebody else."

"He's dead set on marryin' that little Tiller girl  an' she ain't right for one o' my boys."

"Don't nobody have to tell me what's been goin' on when a girl gets out of a buggy and has to reach down inside her dress to settle herself."

"he's doin' his best to ape you and can't"

"I ain't throwin' off on you."

"the way she makes it down the street with them play-pretties bouncin' "

"Chokin' a cat with cream may not be the best way but it's a good way if the cream holds out. I'll just get him a red buggy and a snappy little gaited horse and a couple good bird dogs."

"a small cluster of stores, planing mill, blacksmith shops and open saloons"

"a private, boarded walk for a few feet, then down again on the public ruts and ditches and bogs"

"a new wagon, perhaps empty of household goods or work tools, but full to the sideboards with a new family, would grind slowly through the straggling streets with old eyes searching and young eyes just as big and as solemn, flaring with excitement. Or it might be an old wagon, piled high with stove and mattresses and chairs and the children walking close to the wheels. Buck always nodded his head slowly at sight of the old wagons. 'That bunch has been through the mill and that kind comes to stay."

"there's goin' to be killin's over land lines"

"Already, its one engineer still afraid of the steam compressor that powered the small new water system."

"all hoping to break first into the blooming new Wire grass trade area."

"And after they came, the drummers couldn't rent buggies or horses"

"front porch of the old Fritter home."

"knob-toed shoes and their tight checked trousers"

"folks from the piney woods and the gallberry lowlands"

"Christmas decorations of small pine trees or cedars, smilax and pine cones and red paper had to be freshened every day, particularly in the saloons."

"jangle of banjo or guitar from the swinging doors."

"unmistakable whine and slap as a drunken mule driver laid on his whip, and as often came the choked-off small scream of the mule driver's wife as the mule lurched into the crowded streets"

"Howdy, Buck," and most of the women would raise their heads so their billed calico bonnets looked like inverted sugar scoops and say,"Evenin', Mr. Bannon."

"Colie Mellinger, where you been? Know you ain't been workin', or the seat o' them pants wouldn't be shiny as a nigger's heal."

"someone else lit the flowered, painted china kerosene lamps which hung from each ceiling or were set in brackets on the walls of each store."

under a swinging sign that read, "The Bottle"

the sign on the open window shutter,
"Joe Kraft, Buy or Sell."
"This is one Kraft who approves of Christmas"

"They acted like two preachers talkin' all buttery with each other"

"if they take battlin' sticks to one another"

"the white wooden safe"

"one end of the wash bench that was built from the wall out to one of the porch uprights. He dipped water from a large washtub and poured it carefully into a small blue-grey pan of baked enamel."

"Whoa." The horse stopped so quickly the buggy nearly bucked where the shafts joined the axle"

"ain't goin' to have any o' my folks doin' somebody else's dirt for nothin'!"

"Virgil checked the horse with a slight pull of the lines"

"He lifted the reins and let them fall back down lightly on the horse"

"He raised up in the buggy again, trying to see, steadying himself by holding onto Virgil's shoulder"

"He sat back down and grabbed the whip out of the socket. He struck the horse smartly and the animal jumped forward in spite of the thick underbrush. The buggy began to rock and thump over small hillocks and its wheels and stiff springs squeaked as they struck small logs and stumps and bounced over them. Virgil held the reins in one hand and clutched the small metal arm on his left with the other."

"Buck leaned back in the buggy and crossed his legs. He put one arm on the back of the seat around Virgil's shoulders and held the buggy whip lightly in his other hand."

"Virgil checked the horse's gait and the noise of the buggy springs stopped."

"the buggy springs squeaked as his weight came off it."

"One of you hide 'n seek heroes ain't got the guts to do his own dirt"

"the yellow hound"

"join a bunch o' sons-o'-bitches that have to herd up to strip a whore."

"the eyes were small and unblinking as a terrapin's in a fold of flesh that was like a long wrinkle"

"feeling the familiar shagginess of the deer-foot handle, wearing off near the jaws, but still thick at the butt end."

"He flipped out the long heavy blade which tapered down to a fine point, stained with dark threads where Joe Bannon had whittled from his tobacco plug."

"the knife blade stuck straight out from the side of his right hip, on which he had braced his fist and the shaggy handle of the knife."

"she was naked except for a pair of high-buttoned black shoes and rolled black stockings"

"Her long brown hair was still piled neatly, held in place by two tight plaits which crossed from side to side and went on around her head to be gathered in the back and secured with a green roach comb."

"He held her by the elbow and shoved upwards as she put on foot on the round metal step"

"so, by God, ever' one o' you toe the mark"

CHAPTER 15

"He stopped beside the buggy with a hand on the shaft. The horse was blowing a little, easily, but with a full pumping that made his ribs show in the bright March moonlight. Buck slapped the horse on the chest and took out a white handkerchief to wipe his hand. 'Sweatin', ' he said, wonderingly, "Old man must a' been hightailin' it, and it dark."

"Papa's big Jersey found a calf tonight."

"Get down to rock and say what you mean."

"Those girls were women before they were fancy."

"They were in the parlor, sitting big-eyed on furniture that was still stiff with newness because it had not been used."

"He says I'm 'bout petered out, boy."

"They (father's shoes) were black, with high tops and knobtoes, and there was a cloth strap hanging limply out the back of each shoe."

"You're going to be the lead horse after I'm gone but your ma is goin' to hold a check rein on you"

"...you'd let a dollar outshine what it'll buy"

"I don't mean to low-rate you"

"She made coffee several times balancing the big blackened pot on the corner of the grate."

"Bear to the pain"

"how he would lean his left forearm above his head against the crib door and write,"Daddy. Died March 13"

INTERLUDE

"like a pond gannet feeding off the bottom"

"I'm liverish"

"I never went no further'n high four at Old Columbia."

"Our own distillery, feed mills, fertilizer factory, cotton gins, brick buildin's, and God-blessed courtroom so you won't have to go clean to Abbeville to get hung."

"the damn town didn't have enough cash to buy one day's feed for its mules."

"he didn't go and throw the ball over the fence like we'd a'done."

"Hey, Lord, this world, then that last white shirt an' the next world"

from the profile of Buck Baker published in the Dothan Eagle on Saturday, May 23, 1908

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Sunday, July 16, 2017

Wednesday, December 14, 2016



Hank
HERNIATED HANK HENRY
by Buddy Henry


January of 99,myself and a few friends were planting pines on a
piece of property that Phillip Newman had recently purchased.
I received a cell call from my wife, Becky.

BECKY REGISTER HENRY

She said "Cha-ching!"

Our female Boykin Spaniel was in the process of delivering a litter
of pups.

It was exciting to know that,
first,we were going to have some new pups to raise and also
we knew they would be marketable.The pups were fun to raise,but,
at six weeks of age we were going to have to sell the pups
which we were growing attached to.
There were plenty of buyers who quickly picked out a
puppy,except one,
and this will be what the rest of this story will be
about.

Hank,actually his registered name is "Herniated Hank Henry" was the
puppy everyone rejected because he had a small umbilical hernia.
Becky and I would point this out to everyone,so this was probably
the reason he was rejected.
But except for this small hernia,Hank would turn out to
be exceptional in every way.

When it was time to feed the pups after they were about four weeks
old,Hank would be the first to meet you at the gate.
He was just plain excited to see you.
We dubbed him a "Bonkin" because he would be bouncing
up and down when you came to the pups pen.
At the time I thought it was because he wanted to be the first
to eat,in retrospect I know it was
because he wanted to show his love.

All the pups got sold,except Hank.
We got a call from a prospective buyer.
They were ready to buy Hank.

Becky looked at me and said,
"Hank
ain't for sale!!!"

When Hank was nine weeks old, he and I walked out to the end of the
driveway to get the newspaper.
That had been Abby's job,Hank's Mama, up
until that morning.
I put the newspaper in his mouth and ran back to the
house with Hank right behind me.
After that morning all I had to do was
open the door and say ,"Hank,Fetch it up!"
For the next Eight years, Hank
acted like it was as exciting to him as it was for me to see him
retrieve the paper.

The paper was just the  beginning of Hanks retrieving ability.

When Hank was nine months old I took him to his first dove hunt.
I had never fired a gun around Hank.
I was a little scared to shoot because his mom was
"gun-shy".

The birds started coming in.
With Hank by my side, I fired my
gun and luckily downed a bird.
I ran to the bird with Hank right beside
me and was saying "Hank, fetch it up!".
I put the bird in Hanks mouth and
ran back to my shooting blind with Hank beside me.
I gave him a lot of praise,poured some water in my hand
and let him drink from my hand.

That first day shooting I shot nine birds
and except for the first bird that
I put in his mouth he picked up the rest of the birds
and would hurry
back to the blind and graciously accept my praise.

As the years continued Hank became an excellent retriever.

We hunted together for the next eight years.

When in the dove field,Hank would sit
right beside me and help me watch the sky for birds.
He would be so
excited he would wimper when I was missing birds,almost showing
disappointment in me for missing.
I would talk to him and it seemed as if
he understood me.

I consider a couple of times in the field as "great family
moments"in my life.

My two daughters got to go hunting with Hank.

Leslie & Buddy- two nurse anesthetists in the same family!

My oldest daughter, Leslie, took her video camera on one shoot.
She shot some footage of Hank in the "field".
His enthusiasm is very evident on film.


Buddy & Lana


My youngest daughter,Lana (who at the age of sixteen had never shot
a gun) and I were invited to my neighbors just a few hours
before the shoot.Lana and I went out in the yard and I showed
her how to shoot a 20 gauge shotgun.
We went to the hunt and Lana shot many times.
Hank was very patient with her.Lana finally shot down a bird.

I don't know who was
happier,
Lana,Hank or Me!!!.

Lana shot down two birds that day.
Like I
said,"A great family moment".
Even though retrieving was my intent for
having a dog, a Boykin Spaniel,
retrieving was
a minor part of the
happiness Hank brought to our family.

He was truly a "companion".

His loyalty to Becky,my children and I is something that is
difficult to
describe.
You would have to own,or maybe I should say, be blessed to have
an animal such as Hank,to understand one's feelings toward a family
pet.

Hank was "Homeschooled".
He was never a problem student.
His only
limitation were my limits to teach.

I could say,"Truck," and over the
tailgate he would go.
He would stay in the truck until I said "Out.".
I could say "Kennel" and point to the direction I wanted him to go
and he would "kennel-up".
"Sit","Stay",anything I asked ,he was happy to
abide.

Water.He loved it.He would swim for pleasure like an eight year
old child.

Time to relax,Hank would jump up on the front porch swing with
me and lay his soft,beautiful head on me and nap while I napped.

Until Hank, I didn't really understand the bond one could have with
an animal.

Now I understand when people say,"like a member of the family."
We had Hank for eight years.

Today, due to a sudden illness,liver and kidney
failure, we had to"put him down".

Becky and I were with him as the young
veterinarian administered a euthinizing dose of a barbiturate.
We were able to pet him as he went out.

Pain,sorrow,memories streamed through our
minds.

I'll never say as I used to,"He's 'just a dog'."
He was much more.

Becky and I have a small piece of property with an artesian spring
on it.We spend time on the property nearly everyday.
When I would open the
tailgate to my truck Hank would sit until I said"Out."
Most of the time
he would run to the spring for a "dip".

We buried Hank down by the spring
today,we poured some "spring water" on him and covered him with
earth.

If you ever need someone to define "Love" ask me about
"Happy Herniated
Hank Henry".











Tuesday, September 29, 2015

Am I A TENANT WITH USUFRUCT RIGHTS Or Am I OFF THE RESERVATION?

SURPRISE! SURPRISE! Somebody put up two deer stands in our subdivision beside the golf cart trail of the old 15th hole fairway while we were out West. You can see the stand in the distance against the tree on the right.
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Directly across the old fairway of the 15th hole from the deer stand.
CHECK OUT THE CAMO COVER AND AWNING

It is legal to shoot deer over a feeder in Maryland.
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Note that the base of the stand is next to the paved golf cart trail.
The golf cart trail of the old 15th hole underneath the deer stand.
DIRECTLY UNDERNEATH

Deer feeder directly across from the deer stand.
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A view of the entire fairway of the old 15th hole is visible from the first deer stand.

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The second deer stand just a few yards west of the first.


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VIEW OF THE OLD 15TH FAIRWAY FROM THE SECOND DEER STAND

GOLF CART TRAIL DIRECTLY BELOW THE SECOND DEER STAND

Thursday, September 24, 2015

J:
O.K. , here's my latest pitch for promoting D.I. Heritage.
The SAND ISLAND LIGHTHOUSE is THE ICONIC SYMBOL OF D.I. HERITAGE.
Right across the channel is REVENUE POINT.
http://alabamalighthouse.blogspot.com/2007/09/revenue-point-at-sand-island-lighthouse.html
(VERY, VERY IMPORTANT: DON'T TELL ANYBODY WHAT WE'RE DOING!!!!!)

With Gulf Shores/Orange Beach we start THE SMUGGLER'S TRAIL.(theme song: Buffett's A PIRATE LOOKS AT 40 https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=5vcW5S3tTnw )
It'll go from D.I. to Mobile Point, to Navy Cove, to Bon Secour, up the Bon Secour River, the portage to Portage Creek, LuLu's on the Intracoastal (dredged portion of Portage Creek) , to Bear Point, to Innerarity Point and then into Pensacola via Big Lagoon and Ft. Barrancas.
We promote SMUGGLERS; not Pirates. (PENSACOLA NEEDED MOBILE. Mobile did not need Pensacola)

In preparation we get ALL EXISTING D.I. CELEBRATIONS to incorporate our 300 years of heritage into their annual themes.

Now you're paying out good money to P.R. firms. Get them to contact ALL DESCENDANTS OF THE D.I. STREET TITLE NAMESAKES. (we do this prior to the 2018 N.O. Tricentennial and 2019 Alabama Bicentennial)
THE ULTIMATE DESCENDANT IS QUEEN ELIZABETH (ALL OF HER GREAT GRANDCHILDREN ARE DESCENDED FROM THE SPENCERS [see Spencer for Battle of N.O. ~
THEME SONG: WILL THE CIRCLE BE UNBROKEN]
https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=wn8aruzfRAA&list=PLPY3pdOBSbpj_4Zel2qeWt-OPpUJdL6yI&index=37]

(One mo' agin': DON'T TELL ANYBODY WHAT WE'RE DOING)

N.O. was founded in 1718 because of D.I.'s 1717 hurricane which CLOSED THE HARBOR AND THE CHANNEL TO MOBILE!!!!)

Bust out SMUGGLER'S TRAIL in 2018.

All my other suggestions about ARMCHAIR ADMIRAL OF D.I. based on street name quiz still stands. It will teach all the citizens a CIVIC LESSON & ESTABLISH A D.I. HERITAGE VOCABULARY (as in: THE FIRST PORT OF OLD LOUISIANA).
Best,
r
P.S. DAUPHIN ISLAND: AMERICA'S MOST HISTORIC GULF ISLAND


Thursday, September 03, 2015

THE SQUATTERS OF BEECH CREEK

The squatter's shack is located on the north side of old Beech Creek Hole #11 almost due east of the Beech Creek Clubhouse . The silt fence in the curve of the unfinished road behind the clubhouse is just beyond those trees.
Using telephoto lens, a view of the Beech Creek Clubhouse from the front of the shack.
The front of the shack from the old fairway of Beech Tree Hole #11.
Back of the shack
Front of the shack (notice the appliance dolly)
Side of the shack (notice porch swing)

Back of shack

Tent Camp A Little Over 100 yards NW of Shack

Tent Camp (notice shipping container in the foreground being used as a garbage can)

Tent Camp Garbage

Tent Camp (notice stack of used tires)

Thursday, August 14, 2014

EVERYONE SHOULD LEARN THIS BY HEART BEFORE JANUARY 8TH
In 1814 we took a little trip
Along with Colonel Jackson down the mighty Mississip.
We took a little bacon and we took a little beans
And we caught the bloody British in the town of New Orleans.

[Chorus:]
We fired our guns and the British kept a'comin.
There wasn't nigh as many as there was a while ago.
We fired once more and they began to runnin' on
Down the Mississippi to the Gulf of Mexico.

We looked down the river and we see'd the British come.
And there must have been a hundred of'em beatin' on the drum.
They stepped so high and they made the bugles ring.
We stood by our cotton bales and didn't say a thing.

[Chorus]

Old Hickory said we could take 'em by surprise
If we didn't fire our muskets 'til we looked 'em in the eye
We held our fire 'til we see'd their faces well.
Then we opened up with squirrel guns and really gave 'em ... well

[Chorus]

Yeah, they ran through the briars and they ran through the brambles
And they ran through the bushes where a rabbit couldn't go.
They ran so fast that the hounds couldn't catch 'em
Down the Mississippi to the Gulf of Mexico.**

We fired our cannon 'til the barrel melted down.
So we grabbed an alligator and we fought another round.
We filled his head with cannon balls, and powdered his behind
And when we touched the powder off, the gator lost his mind.

[Chorus]

Yeah, they ran through the briars and they ran through the brambles
And they ran through the bushes where a rabbit couldn't go.
They ran so fast that the hounds couldn't catch 'em
Down the Mississippi to the Gulf of Mexico.**
https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=VL7XS_8qgXM