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acquaintances. Becky Summers, Bessy and Emily Littles were good friends too.
When Willie and I were going to the Bay to get married with Girlie and the buggy, it was beginning to get dusk. So he said to me, we should have some kind of a light on our buggy because that's the law. So a man and his wife lived five miles this side of the Bay. So I knew them well because they had two large fields with scuppernong arbors where they made wine to sell and it was just like the pure juice out of scuppernongs. When my father went to Bay St. Louis I mostly always went with him, so we'd stop at Mrs. Browns and she'd bring out hot home made light bread, home made butter a cup of coffee for him also a glass of wine and me a glass of milk with the cream an inch deep on top. I'd stir the cream into the milk and oh; would that hot bread and butter and milk taste good after riding all of that distance in a heavy wagon with a horse pulling it. Sister Olla and Emile lived in the Bay at that time and he had a store so papa would buy a bill of groceries from him because they were so much cheaper down there than they were anywhere at home. Olla's baby (Annie) was only a tiny tot and she'd take the baby out across the road when the weather was suitable and put her in a hammock where it was cool under a large oak in the shade and they had a big dog the size of a year old yearling and he had feet like a bear. His name was Duke and when she'd take Annie and put her in the hammock, Duke would always go right with her and lye down under the hammock and boy, no one had better even look like they were going toward that baby or he'd let out a roar like a lion. Every one stayed on the other side of the street. Duke was the largest, or I should have said next to the largest one in anywhere around with the exception of the one that Mr. McCrackin in Logtown had. He was the largest dog I've ever seen in my whole life. He would stand up to any medium sized mans waist line, he was so tall.
Well, next I'll endeavor to tell you about mine and Willie's honeymoon.
We got in to the Bay a little after dark to a friend's house, Mr. & Mrs Carpenter and one grown daughter (Marie) who had visited at my home several times so when we got there and Willie had unhitched the horse and fed and put her away then Becky asked me if we had our license yet and I told her I hadn't even thought of the license. So she
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