LITCS 111
Teaching Associate: Patrick Mooney
Bldg. 494, room 160B
Spring 2016
Even his name was forgotten(and the legend of the gold) (4)
[...] look at the man whose name a week ago they had never heard, yet with whom in the future they would have to deal for the necessities of living [...](57–58).
the cotton had just just begun to bloom and it would be months yet before there would be any money in the land.(61).
the time came when Will Varner made his yearly settlement with his tenants and debtors.(67)
So he's working the top and the bottom both at the same time. At that rate it will be a while yet before he has to fall back on you ordinary white folks in the middle.(78)
(8–10)My name is Snopes. I heard you got a farm to rent.[...]I can put six hands into the field.[...]I'll take it,he said.
(12–13)Take a case like this.[...]And a man that's got habits that way will just have to suffer the disadvantages of them.
(25–26)I was hoping to see you,Varner said. [...]You run a store, dont you?[...]Have a cigar,he said.
(57)a thick squat soft man of no establishable age between twenty and thirty[...]a frantic and desperate warning.[...] By the end of that first week they had all come in and seen him [...] when they looked toward the door, it would be empty.
Within a month the new shop had got all the trade which Trumbull had had [...](74)[...] one goddam barn full of hay?
You got to keep in mind he is a northerner. [...] betwixt Jackson and the Tennessee line apparently.(88–89).
sister, a soft ample girl with definite breasts eeen at thirteen and eyes like cloudy hothouse grapes and a full damp mouth always slightly open ...(11–12); you should read her section and the section
The Long Hot Summerfor Tuesday.