by H. William Rice | Mar 4, 2022
And now, he realized, he also knew something about these woods and waters his father had hunted and fished — something deeply personal. The boy was the youngest and smallest of the cousins, so at the family’s gatherings, his cousins would reluctantly let him join the...
by H. William Rice | May 18, 2020
Once he strikes a trail, a great rabbit dog like The General might just keep a’goin…on and on to the damn ends of God’s green earth. Everybody in the piedmont had heard of the General, but nobody had hunted with him. His owner, Reverend Eddie Chapman, had become...
