LITCS 111
Teaching Associate: Patrick Mooney
Bldg. 494, room 160B
Spring 2016
I wasn't born yet so it was Cousin Gowan who was there and big enough to see and remember and tell me afterward when I was big enough for it to make sense. [...] So when I say(3; ch. 1)weandwe thoughtwhat I mean is Jefferson and what Jefferson thought.
Because in six months Snopes had not only eliminated the partner from the restaurant, Sopes himself was out of it [...] Ratliff had not yet had time to go out there and see.(9)
Until then, Jefferson was like all the other little Southern towns: nothing had happened in it since the last carpetbagger had given up and gone home [...] long since free of the danger of inciting a snake or anything else to tempt her.(11)
So when we first saw Mrs Snopes walking in the Square iving off that terrifying impression [...] we had not yet read the signs and portents which should have warned, alerted, sprung us into frantic concord [...](15–16)He dont want to,Ratliff said.He dont need to yet.
Never in this world a Snopes himself and his wife and son living in the tent [...] too damned innocent, too damned intelligent.(34–35; ch. 2)
(49; ch. 3)I'll be damned. So that's what's been eating you for the past two weeks.[...]You know what. What this whole town is calling her. What this whole town knows about her and Manfred de Spain.
trading:
Because when you are just thirteen you dont have sense enough to realise what you are doing and shudder. [...] we had to trade with him [...] we were all white boys taking advantage of him because he was a Negro [...] it would be easier to explain no hunting coat at all than one with the back full of Number Six shot.(55–58)
it was like watching somebody's britches falling down while he's got to use both hands trying to hold up the roof: you are sorry it is funny, ashamed you had to be there watching Uncle Gavin [...](63)
(75)No,Uncle Gavin said. [...] and so forever afterward would have no peace about it.
Gowan said it was the way Mrs Snopes and Mr de Spain began to dance together. That is, the way that Mr de Spain all of a sudden began to dance with Mrs Snopes. [...] simple because she was alive and not ashamed of it like maybe right now or even for the last two weeks Mr de Spain and Uncle Gavin had been ashamed; [...] they still could not have survived, let along matched or coped with, that splendor, that splendid unshame.(78–79)
[t]he ... canteen business(as Ratliff puts it): 120–22, ch. 6.
until on the third day Ratliff said, though I didn't know what he meant then:(126)That's how much it was, was it? At least we know now jest how much Miz Flem Snopes is worth. [...][...] it was two or three days before anybody seemed to notice how at the same time they announced that Mr Flem Snopes was the new vice president of it.
The water-melon patch was the industry. [...] until he could hear sounds from the melon patch and then shooting at it.(137)
In fact, if there had been no child at all yet, Ratliff would have invented one, invented one already walking for the simple sake of his own paradox and humor [...] to accept one Flem Snopes and still refuse him [Gavin himself].(143)
(160; ch. 8)What's the one thing in Jefferson that Flem aint got yet? [...][...]How can he hope for that?