Tobacco Road - Erskine Caldwell [29]
But there was another thing connected with his death that was of equal importance.
Jeeter had a horror of rats. That was strange, because he had lived with them around him all his life, and he knew their ways almost as well as he did those of men. His reason for hating rats was because of an incident that had happened when his father died while Jeeter was a young man.
The older Lester had died in the same house Jeeter now occupied, and he was buried on the following day. That night, while Jeeter and the other men were sitting up with the body, some one had suggested that they all go to Fuller and get some Coca-Colas and tobacco. They were to sit up all night, and they had felt the need of something to drink and something to smoke. As all of the men, including Jeeter, had wanted to go to Fuller, they had put the body in the corn-crib and locked the door. The crib was the only place on the farm where anything could be locked up and found intact later. Negroes and white men had a habit of coming by the Lester house during the night and carrying away anything that had been left unprotected. None of the doors of the house had locks on them, but the crib door did have a lock. The men had placed the body inside, locked the door and put the key away, and had driven to Fuller for the Coca-Colas and tobacco.
They returned to the house about three or four hours later. As soon as the mules were unhitched from the buggies and tied to the wagon wheels for the rest of the night, the men unlocked the crib door, lifted out the wooden box, and carried it back into the house. The remainder of the night was spent in watching the casket, drinking Coca-Colas, and smoking and chewing tobacco.
The following afternoon at the funeral, just as the casket was about to be lowered into the grave, the top was lifted off in order that the family and friends might take a last look at the deceased. The lid was turned back, and just as it was fully open, a large corn-crib rat jumped out and disappeared in the woods. Nobody knew how the rat had got inside until some one found a hole in the bottom of the wooden box where the rat had gnawed through while it was locked in the crib.
One by one the people filed past the casket, and each time it became the next person’s turn to look at the body, a strange look came over his face. Some of the women giggled, and the men grinned at each other. Jeeter ran to the side of the box and saw what had happened. The rat had eaten away nearly all of the left side of his father’s face and neck. Jeeter closed the lid and had the box lowered into the grave immediately. He had never forgotten that day.
Now that the time was coming when he would soon die, Jeeter had become more insistent than ever that his body was not to be put into a corn-crib or left where the rats could reach it. Lov had promised faithfully to see that the rats did not get to him before he was buried.
“You’ve got to swear to me you won’t let me be left in the box where the rats can get me,” Jeeter had said dozens of times. “I declare before the good Lord, Lov, that ain’t a fit way to treat the dead. I’ve regretted my own father’s circumstance every day since that happened, and I declare before the Lord, I sure don’t want that thing to happen to me when I’m dead and can’t do nothing about it.”
“You don’t need to worry none,” Lov had said. “I’ll dig a hole and put you in it right after you’re gone. I won’t wait for the next day, even. I’ll put you in the ground the same hour you die, almost. I’ll take care of your body. Don’t you worry none.”
“Just don’t put the coffin in that durn corn-crib, Lov, no matter what else you do. There ain’t no rats staying in there now since I ain’t had corn in it for nearly five years, but they take trips back here every once in a while from the place they’re staying at now just to make sure there ain’t been no corn put in it. Before they left they et up mule collars and everything else they could get hold of, they was that mad at me for not putting corn in there for them. I used to bust them on the head with sticks, but that didn