By Ernest J. Gaines
Set on a Louisiana sugarcane plantation within the Seventies, A accumulating of previous Men is a strong depiction of racial tensions bobbing up over the loss of life of a Cajun farmer by the hands of a black guy.
"Poignant, robust, earthy...a novel of Southern racial disagreement within which a gaggle of aged black males band jointly opposed to whites who search vengeance for the homicide of 1 in their own."--Booklist
"A high-quality novel...there is a denouement that would surprise and flow readers up to it does the characters."--Philadelphia Inquirer
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Not until then did my tears begin to flow and ease my heavy heart. I told him who she was, and his horror was as great as my distress. Corselidse, September 14th, 1744 I doubt if I shall remain here. I no longer feel at ease, since I know I am near her, and often I cannot avoid seeing her. I have THE D I A R Y OF A PARISH CLERK 31 not spoken to her yet, for I shun her as an evil spirit. Jens seeks me out with an importunity that pleases neither me nor my master. When I smell his breath, which is always reeking with schnapps, it is like someone offering me poison to drink.
24 THE D I A R Y OF A PARISH CLERK AND OTHER STORIES Thick, April 20th, 1713 Today his lordship sent for me. Oh, Thou gracious Saviour! How pale and emaciated he was! He will not live, that I could plainly see. ' he said, when I entered the room, 'is that you? ' As soon as I heard his voice I burst into tears. ', it was as if the house would fall about our ears, and the chickens and ducks fluttered around in terror. But now he spoke so softly, so feebly, that my heart was fit to break. ' I replied.
What have I not witnessed! What misery and wretchedness have I not seen with my own eyes! 37 They were dying like flies around me, but I, unworthy that I am, was delivered from the jaws of death. Alas, my dear young master! What shall I say when I return without him? But I did not forsake him till he had drawn his last breath; I risked my life for him, and yet God spared it - praised be His name! When I think of those horrifying days my heart is ready to break. Silent and afraid, we sat from morning till night in our lonely chambers, looking at each other and sighing.
A Gathering of Old Men by Ernest J. Gaines