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Telling the Bees

Telling the Bees Sharyn McCrumb Appalachian Heritage, Volume 11, Number 3, Summer 1983, pp. 31-38 (Article) Published by The University of North Carolina Press DOI: https://doi.org/10.1353/aph.1983.0021 For additional information about this article https://muse.jhu.edu/article/438444/summary Access provided at 19 Feb 2020 21:42 GMT from JHU Libraries J t«JS?(fl*®T*Í^I ¿XÛ \ by Sharyn McCrumb § The road was even narrower than " 'Course you can't drive up there," he remembered. It lurched and bucked Whilden had warned him. "It's purt near straight up. We couldn't hardly through the granite spines of Unaka Mountains, cutting through tilting get a mule up there to clear timber." That was fine with Carl. He would pastures and scrub forest like the dusty welcome the isolation, but he'd had a tongue of a coon dog lapping toward hard time convincing Whilden of that. the Nolichucky River a few miles farther on. They weren't going that "?-lord, Carl-Stuart," he kept saying. "You don't want to spend your honey- far, though. The trail to the old home- moon in that old place. Why there place should lie past a few more bends in the road: there would be a mark on ain't no lights nor running water." He had even offered the http://www.deepdyve.com/assets/images/DeepDyve-Logo-lg.png Appalachian Review University of North Carolina Press

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Sharyn McCrumb Appalachian Heritage, Volume 11, Number 3, Summer 1983, pp. 31-38 (Article) Published by The University of North Carolina Press DOI: https://doi.org/10.1353/aph.1983.0021 For additional information about this article https://muse.jhu.edu/article/438444/summary Access provided at 19 Feb 2020 21:42 GMT from JHU Libraries J t«JS?(fl*®T*Í^I ¿XÛ \ by Sharyn McCrumb § The road was even narrower than " 'Course you can't drive up there," he remembered. It lurched and bucked Whilden had warned him. "It's purt near straight up. We couldn't hardly through the granite spines of Unaka Mountains, cutting through tilting get a mule up there to clear timber." That was fine with Carl. He would pastures and scrub forest like the dusty welcome the isolation, but he'd had a tongue of a coon dog lapping toward hard time convincing Whilden of that. the Nolichucky River a few miles farther on. They weren't going that "?-lord, Carl-Stuart," he kept saying. "You don't want to spend your honey- far, though. The trail to the old home- moon in that old place. Why there place should lie past a few more bends in the road: there would be a mark on ain't no lights nor running water." He had even offered the

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Appalachian ReviewUniversity of North Carolina Press

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