![]() Charley feels sorry for what he does and did and in the end is growing up to be a upstanding man. Okay, now I can tell you why I didn't like this book. Looking through it again it doesn't seem as disappointing as I remember but the first time I read it I had a completely different ending then I had imagined. Though the ending makes seance now when I read it. I have nothing against Catholics, really. ![]() I just don't believe the way they do and I believe that many of they're beliefs are wrong. It's just a little odd for me, to be reading about a catholic. She believes in God but can't read the Bible. So I wont say I completely agree with anything taught in this book.Ĭharley likes a girl. In fact you know they like each other but that's it. In the end before he leaves she gives him a peace of her hair tied with a ribbon. He tells Granny that "I rekon when I get to be as tall as I'll ever be, I'll be back. This ain't so bad a place for a man to settle." So, it's not a big deal to me, but it's in there, just so you know. I also didn't like that they kind of teach to prove yourself, and feeling good about oneself because they could do this or that. Thst's churchgoin' for Cath'lics, Ain't it?" "Mass? I heard of that when I lived below in the bluegrass country. No matter, it's the same God above that we both got, ain't it?" "Lord above, I got me a redheaded Cath'lic Yankee deserter boy here. She couldn't truly be a witch and be religious, too, could she? She'd called herself a "witch," and yet she was talking about churches. As the boy ran by him, he heard Con's voice bellowing, "Charley, skedaddle! Go on. Run, ye coward Bowery bummer!"Īn officer picked up Sullivan's cry. "Run, run, ye d-! Run home to your mama!" he shouted, and lifted his pistol to shoot at Charley but did not pull the trigger. A rabbit could be expected to run-but not Charley Quinn. ![]() That skedaddler had killed a man and then had turned and run-and everybody knew it. He threw himself full-length onto the earth, pounding it, startling the rabbit that had sought refuge by him, making it pin back it ears and lope away. He'd failed this poor frightened creature, too. Charley sat up again, folded his arms on his knees, and lay his head on the blue cloth he was not fit to wear.
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