"Mary's hole," as Uncle Parsham Hood calls the place where he takes Lucius Priest to fish in The Reivers, is surrounded by "blackberry thickets" and "willows" (242). There is "even a log to sit on" (242). Mary is Hood's daughter.
In The Reivers Lucius Priest compares Colonel Linscomb's private stable in Parsham to his father's commercial stable in Jefferson with a kind of awe: it "was as big as our dedicated-to-a-little-profit livery one in Jefferson and a good deal cleaner" (220). It includes a tack room and an office. Since Lucius later refers to the Colonel's "stables," this may not the only one he owns (274).
Since Parsham is to small to include a jail and the sheriff's office in Hardwick is thirteen miles away, prisoners who have to be confined locally are locked inside "the woodshed behind the schoolhouse" (The Reivers, 243).
Hardwick is the seat of the county with Parsham in it, and thirteen miles away from the town. The County Sheriff's office, with its jail, is located there. (If our map were to scale, Hardwick wouldn't fit on it, so its inclusion here is essentially symbolic.)
The doctor who treats Lucius in The Reivers lives "about a mile" outside of Parsham (184). His office is in his house, "a little once-white house in a little yard filled with . . . rank-growing, rank-smelling dusty flowers" (185-86).
The store where Ned makes his purchase is one of two in Parsham. It is "across the tracks" from the hotel, on "what would have been the other side of the Square if Parsham ever got big enough to have a Square" (256).
The "spring branch in a hollow" where the "reivers" keep their horse between races is "not half a quarter [mile] from the track," on land owned by a local African American (217). A "grove of beeches" around the spring provides shade (218).
Colonel Linscomb's property - still known as the "old Parsham place" after the owner who gave the town and some of the area's Negro residents their name (274) - is large and prosperous. Lucius calls it a "plantation," and except for the fact that the people who work on it are "tenants" rather than slaves, it is laid out as an antebellum plantation: "big neat fields of sprouting cotton and corn, and pastures with good fences and tenant cabins and cotton houses" (218).
The hotel at Parsham is a "big rambling multigalleried multistoried steamboat-gothic" place (163). Miss Reba, fresh from Memphis, calls it a "dump" (204), but it is elegant enough to include a "ladies parlor," as all good hotels did in what Lucius calls "those days" (189). During the winter, when hunters and dog-fanciers descend on Parsham for "the quail season and the Grand National Trials," the "vast rambling hotel" is "booming," full "staffed and elegant" (190).
