“NEW LIFE” BULLETIN – VOL. 22, NO. 43&44 – MATILDA MARTIN
By my friend, Ben
Matilda Martin had to be about the most cantankerous, stubborn woman what were ever born. She were. Whenever she showed up on the sidewalks of Hickory Ridge kids of all ages ducked outta sight. She were a big woman. She were. It weren’t that she were fat, she were just stout in a big way. Her voice were a mixture of garglin’ with gravel an’ a hammer strikin’ a train track. Cats ran under anything they could find an’ dogs knowed better’n to bark at Matilda Martin. They did.
Matilda lived about three miles outta town back in a holler on property what her pa’d left her. She never married and that were understandable bein’ the way she were an’ all.
Folks round about avoided Matilda at all costs an’ that were alright with her. It were. Fact is, anybody what found a need to make their way to Matilda’s place ended up starin’ down the barrel of a twelve gage shotgun. They did. A tax assessor said she also had a deer rifle, cause he ended up on the business end of it when he went to reassess her property. He did.
There were all kinds a rumors about Matilda. There were. Some folks said they knowed she were operatin’ a still in her barn. They did. Most folks said that were right silly cause as mean as she were, who’d even dare get close enough to buy any moon shine from her. They did. So Matilda Martin were somethin’ of a mystery what most folks seemed happy not to pry into. She were.
That changed a bit when ma noticed she hadn’t seen Matilda in town for two Saturdays. Ma always bid Matilda a good day whenever they passed. She did. Matilda made some kinda noise that I couldn’t tell iffen it were good or bad cause I were always out in the street to give Matilda plenty of room. I were.
Well, ma told pa she wanted him to take her out to Matilda’s place on Sunday after church. She did. Pa weren’t too happy about meetin’ up with Matilda an’ her guns. He weren’t. But ma insisted an’ told pa iffen he took her to the ridge leadin’ to the house, she’d walk the rest of the way. She did. Pa said iffen she were gonna die he’d die right along with her. He did. I don’t remember why, but I went along. I did.
When we reached the crest of the ridge, about a hundred yards from Matilda’s house, her hound dog started barkin’. He did. Next thing we knowed, a shot rang out from the house an’ dirt flew up in front of pa’s truck. It did. Pa started to put the truck in reverse an’ get outta there, but ma stopped him. She did. Before he could say a word ma were outta that truck an’ walkin’ toward Matilda’s house. She were. Next thing we knowed Matilda’s boomin’ voice hollered out, “Ain’t you Preacher Franklin’s kid?” Ma said she were. Matilda yelled back, “I knowed yer pa. He were a good man. What you wont?” Ma said she were worried about her since she hadn’t seen her in town. She did. It were then Matilda hobbled out on the porch with a coal shovel for a crutch. A dirty lookin’ bandage were wrapped around one of her legs. It were. Ma told pa to wait for her an’ started toward the house. I got outta the truck cause it were hot that day. Then I heard Matilda say, “ Is that yer boy?” Ma nodded. “Well bring him on up here with ya.” I shook my head, but ma put out her hand an’ I went. I did.
Ma asked Matilda what happened to her leg. She pointed to a hole in the porch an’ said, “I fell through the dang porch. Scraped myself up good! This were the first week I were able to walk! I been crawlin’ fer nigh on to a week!” Ma asked iffen she could look at the wound and Matilda sat in a chair what were on the porch. She did. Well that wound looked worse than anything I’d ever seen. It did. I had to look away. I heard ma take in her breath an’ she told Matilda she needed to have a doctor look at her leg. Matilda were havin’ none of that. No fancy doctor were gonna fool around with her leg. She’d get by just fine. Ma asked iffen she’d let her bathe it an’ put on a clean bandage. She said she would an ma told her she’d be back as soon as she could get some medicine from home. She did.
She told pa to stop at Pauley’s Drug Store an she told doc Pauley, the druggist what had happened to Matilda She did. Doc Pauley gave her some salve, bandages and something to clean the wound. He did. After goin’ home to get a wash pan we headed back to Matilda’s. We did. This time pa drove right up to the house. He did. I asked iffen I could stay outside an play with Matilda’s dog, an ma said I could She did.
Every day for the next week an’ a half ma went to make sure Matilda were mendin’. She did. Once or twice Matilda insisted that I come in, She did. The house were filled with all kinds of old things. There were an old pistol what caught my eye an I asked iffen I could look at it. Matilda said I could do more than that, I could have it iffen I wanted it. Ma said it weren’t necessary, but Matilda insisted, iffen I promised not to try to shoot it. She said it were so old the barrel might explode. Besides, she doubted they even made bullets for it any more. She did. With that ma said I could have it. She did.
Well, by an’ by, sure enough, Matilda gotta walkin’ again, good as new. Perty soon she were drivin’ her ol’ broken down Ford truck back to town. She were. An’ she were still as contrary as ever, cept to ma. Whenever she came upon me’n ma in town, she’d smile a little an’ her mumble were a low, “Howdy.” An’ ma, seemin’ to respect’ her privacy, would smile an’ say a hello back at her. She would.
I asked ma iffen it bothered her that after all she done for Matilda that she weren’t no different than before. Ma said, “Benny, first of all, I didn’t do for Miss Matilda to change her. I did it because she needed me. Besides, Miss Matilda has changed, more’n folks know. But unless we hear someone runnin’ her down, it’s not up to us to expose the Miss Matilda we know. She’ll do that when she’s ready.”
One Saturday Matilda pulled her truck up close to ma an’ said, “Iffen I’d ever go to church it’ll be because of you an’ yer pa.” She never did. But I reckon Matilda Martin had seen the Lord in what ma’d done for her. She did. An’ I reckon that’s the way it ought to be. I do.
CONCERNS: Polly Altice was taken from the hospital to Berkshire Health Care Center in Vinton on Clearview Dr. She had to return to the hospital last Sunday evening, but on Tuesday she was returned to Berkshire. Her recovery may be slower than expected. Sheila Robertson has returned from California where her mother is dealing with health problems. Ron and Joyce Matney have had recent health problems and have asked for prayers. Mary Smith was able to see her Dr. last week and may be able to be with us after suffering with back problems. The Smiths also have a neighbor who is in bad health and needs our prayers. Judy and T. J. Hall have a neighbor with cancer. The customer of Judy McWhorter’s whose 8 month old nephew who has cancer is responding very well to treatments. Joanne Elder and Erma Williams are still job hunting. Joni Beach’s mother is about the same. Connie Crites father is also doing pretty well. They are there for Thanksgiving. Zona Fisher’s niece is also being treated for cancer. Mike Breeding (heart problems), James Altice, and Helen Nicklas. Trisha, the Bolin’s friend . Both Wayne and Susan Phlegar had falls this past week. Roger Fisher’s nephew in Florida (caner) Barbara McCauley, Jenni and Wilma Cullum and Tim Elder. Health Talents Int. And Bread For A Hungry World
OUR DAILY BREAD: NOV. 22-27
Monday: Psalm 139:1-24
Tuesday: Matthew 8:1-13
Wednesday: Matthew 12:1-14
Thursday: Colossians 2:8-19
Friday: Revelation 2:1-11
Saturday; Matthew 16:13-28
OUR DAILY BREAD: NOV. 29-DEC. 3
Monday: Exodus 1-15
Tuesday: Matthew 9:14-34
Wednesday: Eccleasties 12:1-14
Thursday: II Corinthians 5:11-21
Friday: II Samuel 11:1-27
Saturday: Psalm 121:1-8
Judy Hall is asking anyone who would like to knit scarves again this year to see her. The ones last year were greatly appreciated by the organizations they were given to.
Rich Crites has talked to the folks at the Samaritan Inn about their needs. They have enough coats at this time but can use shirts, blue jeans and such. Rich will go to a local thrift store and buy some of these things. Shoes are also needed.
Today (11/21) is Super Sunday. It looks to be a pretty day and the warm fire should add to the wonderful food. Plan to stay.
Many of you have approved the new directory sheets. They are on the foyer table. If you haven’t checked on yours, please do so as soon as possible.
STEERING COMMITTEE MEETING
The steering committee will meet after today’s fellowship meal.
The special collection for Haitian relief will be the first two Sunday’s in December. What funds we give will be added to the money raised by the young folks and then a decided amount from the treasury will added to that.
THE ADULT CHRISTMAS PARTY
December 18 will be the adult Christmas party. This year’s theme will be, “Be Merry”. A request has been made that the gifts for the gift exchange be “local” as in not made in China. More details in the next bulletin.
VOYAGES OF THE DAWN TREADER
The new Chronicles of Narnia movie will be out in Dec. The young folks are going and anyone else is invited to attend on Saturday, Dec. 11. Erma Williams needs to know in advance so she can arrange the tickets. This is a 3D movie, so it will cost more. See her for more details.
YOUTH LUNCHEON AND TREE TOUR
Sunday, Dec. 12, the young people will have lunch together then visit the Hotel Roanoke & Conference Center for a Christmas tree tour. Parents are welcome to attend. More details later.