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Every morning the world flung itself over and exposed the town tothe sun. So Janie had another day. And every day had a store in it,except Sundays. The store itself was a pleasant place if only shedidn't have to sell things. When the people sat around on theporch and passed around the pictures of their thoughts for theothers to look at and see, it was nice. The fact that the thoughtpictures were always crayon enlargements of life made it evennicer to listen to.Take for instance the case of Matt Bonner's yellow mule.They had him up for conversation every day the Lord sent. Mostespecial if Matt was there himself to listen. Sam and Lige andWalter were the ringleaders of the mule-talkers. The others threwin whatever they could chance upon, but it seemed as if Sam andLige and Walter could hear and see more about that mule thanthe whole county put together. All they needed was to see Matt'slong spare shape coming down the street and by the time he gotto the porch they were ready for him."Hello, Matt.""Evenin', Sam.""Mighty glad you come 'long right now, Matt. Me and someothers wuz jus' about tuh come hunt yuh."