Iris Culver Meadows
Title Signed Jenny of the Ozark Mountains Rural South Missouri 20's&30's Iris Meadows
Book Condition Used: Good
Size Trade Paperback
Publisher Adams Press 1989-01-01
Seller ID 130108003
This SIGNED FIRST EDITION paperback book was published in 1989 by the Adams Press with 225 pages. Flat-Signed by the Author on the title page. The text is unmarked. The binding is sound though the spine is slightly tilted. The covers have some creasing along the edges. The cover is moderately worn around the edges with some toning and light foxing. Full Title: Jenny of the Ozark Mountains Growing Up In Rural South Missouri in the 20's & 30's Excerpt from Chapter One:.....There was a little whirl of dust in a little whirl of dust zooming down the country lane. That was Jenny. She was running to meet her brother and sister who had been across the road where the two older boys were working to clear the land of brush and trees.......The summer sun. was hot and the rocky lane dusty, but barefoot Jenny ran swiftly toward them, her scraggly brown hair flying behind her, and her big, blue eyes wide with excitement......"He's coming home! He's coming home!" she shouted at the top of her voice. "Daddy's comin1 home!" she continued to scream, even though she had now reached them......"What do you know about it?" her brother asked, ignoring her, and continuing to talk to his older sister......That's the way they always did every time she said something important! They discussed things with each other, but never with her. It's as if she didn't have any sense at all, she thought. But this time she did have something important to say, and say it she would......"Lela got a letter from Daddy, and he said he's comin' home today. It could be tonight," Jenny persisted......Her brother Knute turned to Cricket, "Maybe next year when she's six and goes to school, she'll get over tellin' all them tall stories," he teased......"You'll see. Lela'll tell you," Jenny said confidently. She was hurt by his words, for it really was true that she was given to flights of fancy and make-believe and didn't always tell things exactly the way they were......The children reached the two-story white farm house, Jenny trailing subserviently behind the others, as is often the case with the youngest child in the family. Khute was two years older than Jenny, and Cricket was two years older than Khute. In fact, there were about two years' difference in the ages of all eight children. So when Jenny couldn't quite remember their ages, she would count by two's and arrive at a fairly good guess......As they opened the screen door that led into a large living room littered with worn furniture, clothing, and toys, the smell of fresh fruit and spices struck them......."Lela' s in the kitchen cookin'," Jenny said, as she led the way proudly to prove her point about Daddy's coming home......Lela, a mere slip of a girl who looked older than her fifteen years, was placing a freshly baked apple pie on the table, her hands protected by a crumpled apron which was tied around her waist......She turned to the trio of smaller children and asked, "You want to see Dad's letter?" The older kids had graduated to calling him Dad instead of Daddy, something for a baby to say......As she spoke, she thrust a lined, yellow paper in front of them. Knute grabbed the sheet and read its short, pencilled message......"It's true," he said, passing the letter on to Cricket. "Boy! What a lotta work we gotta do!".....Without a moment's pause, he ran to the living room and grabbed up a pop-gun, a handful of dirty socks, overalls, knives, and a sack of marbles and ran upstairs to throw them under the bed. He pounded and shook the feather stuffed mattress and threw an old velvet crazy-quilt over it all......This done, he bounded down the stairs to where the girls were working......"Hold open the screen," Cricket commanded when she saw him, and with swirling motions of a soiled dish cloth she drove hordes of flies in front of her and out the door. It seemed a hopeless task, though, for the flies would soon find their way back in through the holes in the screen, and especially through the bottom where the screen curled up.....