5/29/2023 0 Comments Echo tree henry dumas![]() ![]() ![]() He had always waved at the swift passenger trains, and many times when he went across the river and sat by the tracks, people on the train would wave back. ![]() But there was something about waving at a freight train that seemed dry and meaningless. How many times had he waved at trains? If he could live as long as the number of times he had waved, he knew, without counting them, that he would live to be as old or older than Granny Lincoln. Leaning out from the tree with his feet firmly set in the notch where the limb sprung from the body of the tree, and holding to the neck of the tree with his left hand, Layton raised his right hand at the train. Their aprons bulged with vegetables as they approached in the dust, an ancient silence walking beside them, a part of them, and yet, like them, a part of the land. The two old women wore wide straw hats, which cast long boatlike shadows in front of them. ![]() He claimed that his mother was born a slave and when she was a girl had seen Abraham Lincoln campaigning for the presidency. Nobody knew how old Granny Lincoln was except Granpa Fields. Fields, who lived in the cabin with her ailing husband and his mother, Granny Lincoln. The freight still passed, its many-colored, many-shaped cars looking like the curious shapes of a puzzle.ĭown the road Layton saw his grandmother coming. ![]()
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