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little George lying on a pallet under the shade and he said to sister Laura, you've got a sick child, and she told him she knew it so he said if you say so, I can go to the house and fix your child a dose of medicine that will have him running in three days time. He said your child is eat up with stomach worms, so sure enough, he did just what the Indian said he would. Then a little later on, a moccasin bit one of the horses and his foot swelled until it looked as if it would burst. So then that was another layover. And it wasn't long when they ran out of money and had to write to two of her brother-in-laws and my daddy for money to finish the trip on. Had to wait for the letter to come and return with the money because the horses were so weak without feed, they could hardly travel. The wagon was heavy because they had a loaded trunk or two besides many other articles. The day they were to come through Nickolson, Miss, my daddy and I went to meet them. We stopped at a friends house about thirteen miles above our home and my father and Mr. Keller were sitting on the front porch and he called me to come quick. There was Laura. We were in a double buggy so the house was only a little ways from the road so when I saw Laura I said my "goodness" papa, that's not Laura. That's an old gypsy and he said tut, tut daughter, she had to have all of her hair cut off when she had typhoid fever. I got on the wagon with (Myrtle) the one my age so Laura and some of the others rode with my daddy in the surrey and that night when it was time to go to bed Myrtle and I had a falling out over the sleeping quarters. I said I wasnt going to sleep on a pallet on the floor and she said I'm not either if you don't, so we argued awhile and finally went to roost on the first deck. Well I could write ten or more pages about all that happened after wards, but I won't go through all of those tales because some of them are funny and some real sad. I will say this much though, she got to see sister Olla a short time before she died and never got to see our mother since the day she ran away and got married.
Laura and Asa, her second husband, were separated and she was living on my old home place and one morning my son about 10 years old and sister Stella's son, around twelve was spending the night or at least had spent the night and she was cooking pancakes for them when she heard a crackling sound outside the kitchen and ran out to look and discovered the whole top over the kitchen was a fire, so she told Loyal and Volney to run for dear life down to Mr. Joe Carvers and get him. So they
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