Short stories, set in a Maine village, and vividly time-lifted from the 1930s.
John Wade Publishing
THE FOLKS FROM GREELEY'S MILL
THE TIME: The Nineteen Thirties
THE PLACE: A village in the state of
THE CAST: The folks from Greeley's
The dialogue sparkes with the essence of its characters, and the people do not leave us when we close the covers.
There wasn't a person in Greeley's Mill who worked harder than Lula Hamwit, but she would sometimes complain when she felt her husband expected too much from her. She reminded him that most farmers with a barn full of cows had a hired man or two to help with the chores. And how many wives on earth were willing to throw themselves into work the way she did? Not many. When Onel made an attempt to answer, she began to worry about what they would do when all the young stock in the heifer barn freshened. Twelve new milkers would send her to an early grave.
"For cat's sake, Lula," said Onel finally, "you know it's almost impossible to find good help."
"What about Morton Toothaker's hired men?" asked Lula. "Supose you tell me about them, Mr. Hamwit!"
Lula always called her husband "Mr. Hamwit" when she thought she had him cornered.