He was still living with his mother ,over near spring lake, and i used to see them together ,The mother and sons
and the others following and joining in,high voices and low
lodge meetins nights , more and more often they had him to lead the singing.He had such a beautful voice and he'd led off strong
Comes over the one that's got the curse in his blood,they say,and he gets up because he can't sleep,and goes out into the glaring sun,and goes off all alone-drawn to find those like him
He come in and she got scared-looking,stiff,with her eyes wide,
She begun to cry and try to hide behind me
She didn't yet talk plain but she was saying over and over,make it goaway!Make it go away!
He stood up then on two legs.I saw him,i had to see him.My own dear love,turned in the hateful one
He was white all over then,like a worm's skin.His face got flatter and lfatter ,the mouth flat and wide,and the teeth grinning flat and dull,and the nose just a knob of flesh with nostril holes,and the ears gone,and the eyes gone blue-blue,with white rims around the blue-staring at me out of that flat,soft white face.
i snapped the end of it in my teeth and started to force my way out
My sister was already coming.Isaw her running at the manwith her head low andher mane high and her eyes yellow as the winter sun .It turned on her and rasied up that branch to hit her
But it picked up a heavy fallen tree branch in its long white foot, and shoved the end of that down into our house, at me