Front matter
Reading edition
CONTENTS
PUBLISHER'S NOTE
LIST OF ILLUSTRATIONS
THE LEATHERWOOD GOD
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List of Illustrations
Nancy Stood Staring at Her, With Words Beyond Saying In Her Heart—words That Rose in Her Throat and Choked Her
“You Believe, Maybe, That You Would Be Struck Dead if You Said the Things That I Do; But Why Ain't I Struck Dead?”
“It's my Cloth! I Spun It, I Wove It, Every Thread! It's All We've Got for Our Clothes This Winter!”
“Now You Can See How It Feels to Have Your Own Husband Slap You.”
She Had Begun to Wash his Wound, Very Gently, Though She Spoke So Roughly, While he Murmured With the Pain and With The Comfort Of The Pain
They Swarmed Forward to the Altar-place and Flung Themselves on the Ground, and Heaped The Pulpit-steps With Their Bodies
“And he Went Down Ag'in, and when He Come up Ag'in, His Face Was All Soakin' Wet, Like He'd Been Crying Under the Water”