The Path of Gloryby Mary Brecht Pulver
Format of Original Source: Short Story
Recommended Adaptation Length: Two Hours
Candidate for Adaptation? Not Reviewed
A pauper’s burial for Paw! Surely Maw would manage better than that! She tried to find a better way that very night.
“This farm’s mortgaged to the neck; but I calculate Ben Travis won’t care if I’m a mind to put Paw in the south field. It hain’t no mortal good fur anything else, anyhow; an’ he can lay there if we want. It’s a real pleasant place. An’ I can git the preacher myself–I’ll give him the rest o’ the broilers; an’ they’s seasoned hickory plankin’ in the lean-to. Tom, you come along with me.”
All night Luke had lain and listened to the sound of big Tom’s saw and hammer. Tom was real handy if you told him how–and Maw would be showing him just how to shape it all out. Each hammer blow struck deep on the boy’s heart.
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