JohnnyBear Abrideged.docx
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JohnnyBearAbrideged
JohnnyBear
byJohnSteinbeck
(1)ThevillageofLomaisbuilt,asitsnameimplies,onalowroundhillthatriseslikeanislandoutoftheflatmouthoftheSalinasValleyincentralCalifornia.Tothenorthandeastofthetownablacktuleswampstretchesformiles,buttothesouththemarshhasbeendrained.Richvegetablelandhasbeentheresultofthedraining,landsoblackwithwealththatthelettuceandcauliflowersgrowtogiants.
(2)Theownersoftheswamptothenorthofthevillagebegantocovettheblackland.Theybandedtogetherandformedareclamationdistrict.Iworkforthecompanywhichtookthecontracttoputaditchthrough.Thefloatingclamshelldiggerarrived,wasputtogetherandstartedeatingaditchofopenwaterthroughtheswamp.
(3)Itriedlivinginthefloatingbunkhousewiththecrewforawhile,butthemosquitoesthathunginbanksoverthedredgerandtheheavypestilentialmistthatsneakedoutoftheswampeverynightandslidneartothegrounddrovemeintothevillageofLoma,whereItookafurnishedroom,themostdismalIhaveeverseen,inthehouseofMrs.Ratz.Imighthavelookedfarther,buttheideaofhavingmymailcomeincareofMrs.Ratzdecidedme.Afterall,Ionlysleptinthebarecoldroom.Iatemymealsinthegalleyofthefloatingbunkhouse.
(4)Therearen’tmorethantwohundredpeopleinLoma.TheMethodistchurchhasthehighestplaceonthehill;itsspireisvisibleformiles.Twogroceries,ahardwarestore,anancientMasonicHallandtheBuffaloBarcomprisethepublicbuildings.Onthesideofthehillsarethesmallwoodenhousesofthepopulation,andontherichsouthernflatsarethehousesofthelandowners,smallyardsusuallyenclosedbyhighwallsofclippedcypresstokeepoutthedrivingafternoonwinds.
(5)TherewasnothingtodoinLomaintheeveningexcepttogotothesaloon,anoldboardbuildingwithswingingdoorsandawoodensidewalkawning.Neitherprohibitionnorrepealhadchangeditsbusiness,itsclientele,orthequalityofitswhisky.InthecourseofaneveningeverymaleinhabitantofLomaoverfifteenyearsoldcameatleastoncetotheBuffaloBar,hadadrink,talkedawhileandwenthome.
(6)FatCarl,theownerandbartender,greetedeverynewcomerwithaphlegmaticsullennesswhichneverthelessinspiredfamiliarityandaffection.Hisfacewassour,histonedownrightunfriendly,andyet-Idon’tknowhowhedidit.IknowIfeltgratifiedandwarmwhenFatCarlknewmewellenoughtoturnhissourpigfacetomeandsaywithsomeimpatience,“Well,what’s
itgoingtobe?
”Healwaysaskedthatalthoughheservedonlywhisky,andonlyonekindofwhisky.Ihaveseenhimflatlyrefusetosqueezesomelemonjuiceintoitforastranger.(7)FatCarldidn’tlikethefumadiddles.Heworeabigtowelabouthismiddleandhepolishedtheglassesonitashemovedabout.Thefloorwasbarewoodsprinkledwithsawdust,thebaranoldstorecounter,thechairswerehardandstraight;theonlydecorationswerethepostersandcardsandpicturesstucktothewallbycandidatesforcountyelections,salesmanandauctioneers.Someoftheseweremanyyearsold.ThecardofSheriffRittalstillbeggedforreelectionalthoughRittalhadbeendeadforsevenyears.
(8)TheBuffaloBarsounds,eventome,likeaterribleplace,butwhenyouwalkeddownthenightstreet,overthewoodensidewalks,whenthelongstreamersofswampfog,likewaving,dirtybunting,flappedinyourface,whenfinallyyoupushedopentheswingingdoorsofFatCarl’sandsawmensittingaroundtalkinganddrinking,andFatCarlcomingalongtowardyou,itseemedprettynice.Youcouldn’tgetawayfromit.
(9)Therewouldbeagameofthemildestkindofpokergoingon.TimothyRatz,thehusbandofmylandlady,wouldbeplayingsolitaire,cheatingprettybadlybecausehetookadrinkonlywhenhegotitout.I’veseenhimgetitoutfivetimesinarow.Whenhewonhepiledthecardsneatly,stoodupandwalkedwithgreatdignitytothebar.FatCarl,withaglasshalffilledbeforehearrived,asked,“What’llitbe?
”
“Whisky,”saidTimothygravely.
(10)Inthelongroom,menfromthefarmsandthetownsatinthestraighthardchairsorstoodagainsttheoldcounter.Asoft,monotonousrattleofconversationwentonexceptattimesofelectionsorbigprizefights,whentheremightbeorationsorloudopinions.
Ihatedtogooutintothedampnight,andtohearfaroffintheswampthechutteringoftheDieselengineonthedredgerandtheclangofthebucket,andthentogotomyowndismalroomatMrs.Ratz’.
(11)SoonaftermyarrivalinLomaIscrapedanacquaintancewithMaeRomero,aprettyhalf-Mexicangirl.SometimesintheeveningsIwalkedwithherdownthesouthsideofthehill,untilthenastyfogdroveusbackintotown.AfterIescortedherhomeIdroppedinatthebarforawhile.
IwassittinginthebaronenighttalkingtoAlexHartnell,whoownedanicelittlefarm.Weweretalkingaboutblackbassfishing,whenthefrontdoorsopenedandswungclosed.Ahushfellonthemenintheroom.Alexnudgedmeandsaid,“It’sJohnnyBear.”Ilookedaround.
(12)HisnamedescribedhimbetterthanIcan.Helookedlikeagreat,stupid,smilingbear.Hisblackmattedheadbobbedforwardandhislongarmshungoutasthoughheshouldhavebeenonallfoursandwasonlystandinguprightasatrick.Hislegswereshortandbowed,endingwithstrange,squarefeet.Hewasdressedindarkbluedenim,buthisfeetwerebare;theydidn’tseemtobecrippledordeformedinanyway,buttheyweresquare,justaswideastheywerelong.(13)Hestoodinthedoorway,swinginghisarmsjerkilythewayhalf-witsdo.Onhisfacetherewasafoolishhappysmile.Hemovedforwardandforallhisbulkandclumsiness,heseemedtocreep.Hedidn’tmovelikeaman,butlikesomeprowlingnightanimal.Atthebarhestopped,hislittlebrighteyeswentaboutfromfacetofaceexpectantly,andheasked,“Whisky?
”
(14)Lomawasnotatreatingtown.Amanmightbuyadrinkforanotherifhewereprettysuretheotherwouldimmediatelybuyoneforhim.Iwassurprisedwhenoneofthequietmenlaidacoinonthecounter.FatCarlfilledtheglass.Themonstertookitandgulpedthewhisky.
“Whatthedevil-”Ibegan.ButAlexnudgedmeandsaid,“Sh.”
(15)Therebeganacuriouspantomime.JohnnyBearmovedtothedoorandthenhecamecreepingback.Thefoolishsmileneverlefthisface.Inthemiddleoftheroomhecroucheddownonhisstomach.Avoicecamefromhisthroat,avoicethatseemedfamiliartome.
“Butyouaretoobeautifultoliveinadirtytownlikethis.”
Thevoicerosetoasoftthroatytone,withjustatraceofaccentinthewords.“Youjusttellmethat.”
(16)I’msureInearlyfainted.Thebloodpoundedinmyears.Iflushed.ItwasmyvoicecomingoutofthethroatofJohnnyBear,mywords,myintonation.AndthenitwasthevoiceofMaeRomero-exact.IfIhadnotseenthecrouchingmanonthefloorIwouldhavecalledtoher.Thedialoguewenton.Suchthingssoundsillywhensomeoneelsesaysthem.JohnnyBearwentrighton,orratherIshouldsayIwentrighton.Hesaidthingsandmadesounds.(17)GraduallythefacesofthementurnedfromJohnnyBear,turnedtowardme,andtheygrinnedatme.Icoulddonothing.IknowthatifItriedtostophimIwouldhaveafightonmyhands,andsothescenewenton,toafinish.WhenitwasoverIwascravenlygladMaeRomerohadnobrothers.Whatobvious,forced,ridiculouswordshadcomefromJohnnieBear.Finallyhestoodup,stillsmilingthefoolishsmile,andheaskedagain,“Whisky?
”
(18)Ithinkthemeninthebarweresorryforme.Theylookedawayfrommeandtalkedelaboratelytooneanother.JohnnyBearwenttothebackoftheroom,crawledunderaroundcardtable,curleduplikeadogandwenttosleep.
AlexHartnellwasregardingmewithcompassion.“Firsttimeyoueverheardhim?
”
“Yes,whatinhellishe?
”
(19)Alexignoredmyquestionforamoment.Ifyou'reworryingaboutMae'sreputation,don't.JohnnyBearhasfollowedMaebefore.”
“Buthowdidhehearus?
Ididn’tseehim.”
“NooneseesorhearsJohnnyBearwhenhe’sonbusiness.Hecanmovelikenomovementatall.Knowwhatouryoungmendowhentheygooutwithgirls?
Theytakeadogalong.DogsareafraidofJohnnyandtheycansmellhimcoming.”
(20)“ButgoodGod!
Thosevoices-”
Alexnodded.“Iknow.SomeofuswroteuptotheuniversityaboutJohnny,andayoungmancamedown.HetookalookandthenhetoldusaboutBlindTom.EverhearofBlindTom?
”
“YoumeantheNegropianoplayer?
Yes,I’veheardofhim.”
(21)“Well,BlindTomwasahalf-wit.Hecouldhardlytalk,buthecouldimitateanythingheheardonthepiano,longpieces.Theytriedhimwithfinemusiciansandhereproducednotonlythemusicbuteverylittlepersonalemphasis.Tocatchhimtheymadelittlemistakes,andheplayedthemistakes.(22)Hephotographedtheplayinginthetiniestdetail.ThemansaysJohnnyBearisthesame,onlyhecanphotographwordsandvoices.HetestedJohnnywithalongpassageinGreekandJohnnydiditexactly.Hedoesn’tknowthewordshe’ssaying,hejustsaysthem.Hehasn’tbrainsenoughtomakeanythingup,soyouknowthatwhathesaysiswhatheheard.”
(23)“Butwhydoeshedoit?
Whyisheinterestedinlisteningifhedoesn’tunderstand?
”
Alexrolledacigaretteandlightedit.“Heisn’t,butheloveswhiskey.Heknowsifhelistens
inwindowsandcomeshereandrepeatswhathehears,someonewillgivehimwhisky.HetriestopalmoffMrs.Ratz’conversationinthestore,orJerryNolandarguingwithhismother,buthecan’tgetwhiskeyforsuchthings.”
Isaid,“It’sfunnysomebodyhasn’tshothimwhilehewaspeekinginwindows.”
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