DANNY'S OWN STORY BY DON MARQUIS TO MY ... - Pink Monkey
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a pet of, used to hop around in front of him, and try<br />
fur to talk to him. If he went to sleep in the front<br />
yard whilst he was reading, that crow had a favourite<br />
trick of stealing his spectacles off'n his nose and<br />
flying up to the ridgepole of the house, and cawing<br />
at him. Once he had been setting out a row of<br />
tomato plants very careful, and he got to the end<br />
of the row and turned around, and that there crow<br />
had been hopping along behind very sollum, pulling<br />
up each plant as he set it out. It acted like it had<br />
done something mighty smart, and knowed it,<br />
that crow. So after that the old man named him<br />
Satan, fur he said it was Satan's trick to keep things<br />
from growing. They was some blue and white<br />
pigeons wasn't scared to come and set on his shoulders;<br />
but you could see the old man really liked<br />
that crow Satan better'n any of them.<br />
Well, we hung around all afternoon listening to<br />
the old man talk, and liking him better and better.<br />
First thing we knowed it was getting along toward<br />
supper time. And nothing would do but we must<br />
stay to supper, too. We was pinted toward a<br />
place on the railroad called Smithtown, but when<br />
we found we couldn't get a train from there till ten<br />
o'clock that night anyhow, and it was only three<br />
miles away, we said we'd stay.<br />
After supper we calculated we'd better move.<br />
But the old man wouldn't hear of us walking that<br />
three miles. So about eight o'clock he hitched up<br />
a mule to a one-hoss wagon, and we jogged along.<br />
They was a yaller moon sneaking up over the<br />
edge of the world when we started. It was so low<br />
down in the sky yet that it threw long shadders<br />
on the road, and they was thick and black ones, too.<br />
Because they was a lot of trees alongside the road,<br />
and the road was narrow, we went ahead mostly<br />
through the darkness, with here and there patches<br />
of moonlight splashed onto the ground. Doctor<br />
Kirby and Old Man Withers was setting on the<br />
seat, still gassing away about books and things,<br />
and I was setting on the suit case in the wagon box<br />
right behind 'em. Sam, he was sometimes in the