It was much easier to keep the stone behind the tinned shed, where there was nothing to see from his father, nothing to see except the oceans of corn that a boat needed to cross. Behind the tin-covered shed was the pile of stones from the time when the owner was demolishing the old fountain house, and the child should never approach the old fountain house, he and his father had a hand agreement on it, he should never approach the square in the floor covered with thick planks; there were snakes there, and the hole was bottomless, and even the child knew how bottomless he was through all the sticks and tree limbs he had put between the boards to touch the snakes to the surface. The child walked down the washed aisle, shirtless, Indian brown and barefoot, and wandered around with it, until a baby-headed tomahawk stone was revealed in the dust. The child stopped and stabbed the stone with his toes. The child stung the stone and took the stone with the toe until the stone was cleared in the driveway. The child searched the covenant in his heart and discovered nothing of the simple stone on foot, so the child put the Tomahawk stone at the baby`s head at the end of the aisle, where the grass was high and dense, uncut by his absent father. There was nothing in the covenant, nothing in the agreement that the child had in his heart with his father to fetch a stone seed, that was all he was, so the child took the stone simply to carry it on the grass in taste, where he could look at it while he claimed to have died in a battlefield. But only taking the stone from its place in the common land seemed to mean the stone in a certain way, and it would probably be better to put it in a special place. Do not throw, never throw, because it would break the agreement in the heart with the father, but only to put the stone somewhere to consider it later, perhaps even as a test to never throw another stone again.
And the child carried the stone to the tin-roofed shed. There was nothing in the covenant, carrying only a stone in a shed as an example of the goodness of the child. There was a box in the shed where the child could hide the stone. To study later. And when he grew up and he was older than the old man, he could even shake the thing in the old man`s face and say: See1 Here`s a rock I didn`t throw! . . Investigative journalist “Schuyler Green” (Gregory Peck) claims to be Jewish to discover a new perspective for a story his magazine wants about anti-Semitism.