I gone over to where the roap wer tyd to a iron ring on 1 of the girt machines and I untyd it I lowert Goodparley til his feet toucht the groun and his arms come down. He screamt when his arms come down. I cut the roap what tyd his hans. Dint know if I myt be the nex 1 hung up twissing and terning I had a suddn idear. Shaddery it wer and Goodparleys fit up right there by us. Wylst bending over Goodparley and helping him up I took the yellerboy stoan out of my pockit I slippit in to the fit up thinking theyd parbly sercht that all ready. Goodparley seen what I wer doing his littl eyes they sparkelt in the shadders.
No 1 else took no noatis. Eusa faces and strait 1s they wer all stil looking at Goodparley not me. Orfings limpit face and the Ardships no eyes face staring like a blyn owl. Stretching his self out tords Goodparley and the way he lookit made me think of the Other Voyce Owl of the Worl.
I said to Orfing, “Is this HOAP OF A TREE then?”
He said, “Yes it is. Which theres hoap of a tree if its cut down yet itwl sprout agen. And them tinder branches theyre of wil not seaze. Tho the root of it works old in the earf and the stick of it dead on the groun yet even jus only the smel of water and itwl bud and bring forit bowing like the plan. Thats ben the go word of the arper sitting in the Mincery year on year it ben past down 1 shadder mincer to the nex. Inland may be cut down yet them branches wil keap coming. Peopl may try to kil them branches only itwl be the peopl what fall down and dy them branches wil grow out of ther moufs which thats our blip and syn.”
“Greanvine,” I said.
Orfing said, “This aint no vine its the tree what never dys.” I said, “And youre 1 of them branches what keaps coming are you.”
He said, “Yes I am and growing seeds of the new.”
I said, “Which Goodparley is that face whats dying out then is he.”
He said, “It looks that way dunnit. Whatre you then are you the Asker of the Worl?”
I said, “It seams like every body elses got ansers only I havent got nothing only askings.”
He said, “Now Iwl ask you some thing if youwl jus be so kynd wud you please han over your littl bag of yellerboy stoan.”
I said, “I havent got it have I. Theres a Rivver Sour runs thru Cambry which I sweetent it with that yeller boy.”
The Ardship said, “Thats a ly if ever I heard 1 youve got it hid somers I can lissen that.”
Orfing said, “Les jus have a look then shal we.”
Wel I had to take off all my cloes then and Orfing his self gone thru them. He lookit at my old black Punch for a long time he put his finger in the head and all then finely he put every thing back in my pockits and give me back my cloes.
The Ardship said, “May be it aint on you but youve hid it somers havent you.”
I said, “No I never.” With my hart jumping in me.
He said, “Whats the use of lying wewl jus hang you up the sames we done your new frend here.”
I said, “Lissen me if you think Im lying. When I come to Cambry I lissent you joynt the effert with Orfing and I throwit them stoans in the rivver I knowit I cudnt do nothing with them nor I dint want no 1 else to have them moon brother.” In my head I wer singing
Sharna pax and get the poal
When the Ardship of Cambry comes out of the hoal hard as I cud hoaping he wunt lissen nothing only that.
Orfing said to the Ardship, “Therewl be mor stoans soon a nuff weve got boatswl go where that 1 come from what we need is the knowing for our 1st try out with the stoans weve got. Have you got that knowing or not?”
The Ardship said, “I tol you I dont know nothing til we gether.”
Orfing said, “Wel you bes gether then.”
The Ardship said, “What about these 2 then?”
Orfing said, “They dont have no knowing nor no Belnot Phist nor no hevvys they cant do us nothing.”
The Ardship said, “May be theres stil a littl some thing we can do them tho.”
Thats when the Eusa folk opent ther moufs and begun to sing:
Which the way they sung it wernt like nothing I ever heard befor.
Then I seen some thing flashing and like dantsing in the lite of the candls it wer a ax the Eusa folk wer passing it from han to han only it lookit like it wer zanting a bout all oansome.
Looking at that shyning ax nor I cudnt take my eyes off it. All them Eusa faces with ther eyes shyning. All of Orfings hevvys which they ben Goodparleys hevvys wester day ther eyes wer shyning the same. Orfings littl eyes shyning as wel.
That shyning ax zanting amongst the many agenst the few. Agenst the 2 of us. It wernt even Goodparley and me I wer thinking on jus then. It wer how that ax wer dantsing for the many. I knowit we wernt going out of that place the same as we come in. All this time Goodparley wer huddelt by me he wunt look up agen 1ce he seen that ax. I wer looking from the ax to the Ardship his face wer shyning pernear like that ax. He wer singing:
