The Lottery | Essay | 10 i karakter

Indledning
Shirley Jackson (1919-65) was born in California, but spent most of her adult life on the East Coast. She wrote essays, short stories and novels.

Her 'dark' novels, which typically include at least one violent death and have an atmosphere of mystery and horror, often deal with the supernatural.

She is best known for her short stories. "The Lottery", which is considered one of the most haunting and shocking American short stories

appeared in The New Yorker in June 1948, and, like many of her short stories, was dramatized for radio and television.

When the short story was published, it created quite a stir, and readers cancelled their subscriptions to The New Yorker and sent hate mail throughout the summer.

In 1960 Shirley Jackson gave a lecture entitled "Biography of a Story", in which she talked about the reception of "The Lottery".

Uddrag
The morning of June 27th was clear and sunny, with the fresh warmth of a full-summer day; the flowers were blossoming profusely and the grass was richly green.

The people of the village began to gather in the square, between the post office and the bank around ten o'clock;

in some towns there were so many people that the lottery took two days and had to be started on June 26th, but in this village

where there were only about three hundred people, the whole lottery took less than two hours, so it could begin at ten o'clock in the morning and still be through in time to allow the villagers to get home for noon dinner.

The children assembled first, of course. School was recently over for the summer, and the feeling of liberty sat uneasily on most of them;

they tended to gather together quietly for a while before they broke into boisterous play, and their talk was still of the classroom and the teacher, of books and reprimands .

Bobby Martin had already stuffed his pockets full of stones, and the other boys soon followed his example, selecting the smoothest and roundest stones;

Bobby and Harry Jones and Dickie Delacroix – the villagers pronounced this name "Dellacroy" – eventually made a great pile of stones in one corner of the square and guarded it against the raids of the other boys.

The girls stood aside, talking amongst themselves, looking over their shoulders at the boys, and the very small children rolled in the dust or clung to the hands of their older brothers or sisters.

Soon the men began to gather, surveying their own children, speaking of planting and rain, tractors and taxes.

They stood together, away from the pile of stones in the corner, and their jokes were quiet and they smiled rather than laughed.

The women, wearing faded house dresses and sweaters, came shortly after their menfolk. They greeted one another and exchanged bits of gossip as they went to join their husbands.

Soon the women, standing by their husbands, began to call to their children, and the children came reluctantly , having to be called four or five times.

Bobby Martin ducked under his mother's grasping hand and ran, laughing, back to the pile of stones. His father spoke up sharply, and Bobby came quickly and took his place between his father and his oldest brother.

The lottery was conducted – as were the square dances, the teen-age club, the Halloween program – by 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 he had no children and his wife was a scold .

When he arrived in the square, carrying the black wooden box, there was a murmur of conversation among the villagers, and he waved and called, "Little late today, folks."

The postmaster, Mr. Graves, followed him, carrying a three-legged stool , and the stool was put in the center of the square and Mr. Summers set the black box down on it.

The villagers kept their distance, leaving a space between themselves and the stool, and when Mr. Summers said, "Some of you fellows want to give me a hand?" there was a hesitation before two men

Mr. Martin and his oldest son, Baxter, came forward to hold the box steady on the stool while Mr. Summers stirred up the papers inside it.

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