{"id":110935,"date":"2022-06-25T14:17:10","date_gmt":"2022-06-25T18:17:10","guid":{"rendered":"https:\/\/thepoetrymarathon.com\/?p=110935"},"modified":"2022-06-25T14:17:10","modified_gmt":"2022-06-25T18:17:10","slug":"the-price-2","status":"publish","type":"post","link":"https:\/\/thepoetrymarathon.com\/blog\/2022\/06\/the-price-2\/","title":{"rendered":"The Price"},"content":{"rendered":"<p>The lottery <span style=\"color: #ffffff\">was conducted\u2014as were the square dances, the teen-age club, the Halloween program\u2014by Mr. Summers, who had<\/span> time and energy to devote <span style=\"color: #ffffff\">to civic activities.<\/span> <span style=\"color: #ffffff\">He was a round-faced, jovial man and he ran the coal<\/span> business, and people <span style=\"color: #ffffff\">were sorry for him, because he had no children and his wife was a<\/span> scold. <span style=\"color: #ffffff\">When he arrived in the square, carrying the black wooden box,<\/span> there was a <span style=\"color: #ffffff\">murmur<\/span> <span style=\"color: #ffffff\">of<\/span> conversation <span style=\"color: #ffffff\">among the villagers, and he waved and called, \u201cLittle late today, folks.\u201d The postmaster, Mr. Graves,<\/span> followed him, carrying a three-legged stool<span style=\"color: #ffffff\">, and the stool was put in the center of the square and Mr. Summers set the black box down on it.<\/span> <span style=\"color: #ffffff\">The villagers kept their distance,<\/span> leaving a space between themselves <span style=\"color: #ffffff\">and the stool, and when Mr. Summers said, \u201cSome of you fellows want to give me a hand?,\u201d there was a<\/span> hesitation before two men, <span style=\"color: #ffffff\">Mr. Martin and his oldest son, Baxter, came forward to hold the box steady on the stool while Mr. Summers<\/span> stirred up the papers inside it.<\/p>\n","protected":false},"excerpt":{"rendered":"<p>The lottery was conducted\u2014as were the square dances, the teen-age club, the Halloween program\u2014by Mr. Summers, who had time and energy to devote to civic activities. He was a round-faced, jovial man and he ran the coal business, and people were sorry for him, because&#8230;<\/p>\n","protected":false},"author":76,"featured_media":0,"comment_status":"open","ping_status":"open","sticky":false,"template":"","format":"standard","meta":{"footnotes":""},"categories":[13],"tags":[],"class_list":["post-110935","post","type-post","status-publish","format-standard","hentry","category-miscellaneous"],"_links":{"self":[{"href":"https:\/\/thepoetrymarathon.com\/blog\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/posts\/110935","targetHints":{"allow":["GET"]}}],"collection":[{"href":"https:\/\/thepoetrymarathon.com\/blog\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/posts"}],"about":[{"href":"https:\/\/thepoetrymarathon.com\/blog\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/types\/post"}],"author":[{"embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/thepoetrymarathon.com\/blog\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/users\/76"}],"replies":[{"embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/thepoetrymarathon.com\/blog\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/comments?post=110935"}],"version-history":[{"count":1,"href":"https:\/\/thepoetrymarathon.com\/blog\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/posts\/110935\/revisions"}],"predecessor-version":[{"id":111074,"href":"https:\/\/thepoetrymarathon.com\/blog\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/posts\/110935\/revisions\/111074"}],"wp:attachment":[{"href":"https:\/\/thepoetrymarathon.com\/blog\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/media?parent=110935"}],"wp:term":[{"taxonomy":"category","embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/thepoetrymarathon.com\/blog\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/categories?post=110935"},{"taxonomy":"post_tag","embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/thepoetrymarathon.com\/blog\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/tags?post=110935"}],"curies":[{"name":"wp","href":"https:\/\/api.w.org\/{rel}","templated":true}]}}