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buggy and I have often wondered if he was treated as good as when my daddy owned him. Papa kept all of his animals rolling fat all the time. I believed he would have rather see one of us go hungry than to have his horse, cows, chickens, sheep and hogs go hungry.
He was a Sergeant G.A.R. in the Army. A Yankee. He only got ($75.00) seventy five dollars every three months, fed his family and all of the animals and a few other articles. Of course he farmed and that was a big help, then at one time he and my youngest brother split 4 ft. wood and hauled to the railroad with old Dandy and the wagon. The other times he cut hay for people also plowed. Did little odd jobs. Sometimes he would be 7:30 or 8 o'clock at night getting home. Had dirt roads at that time and if it had rained they'd bog down 3 or 4 times and they'd have a time getting out. I was 16 years old when they were putting the new highway through by the old Daniels place and after I was married and had four children, they had only gotten as far as Cliff & Mimmie Dawseys'. They called it the Dead Man's Curve. Elvie Robinson's brothers got his arm cut off there by an oncoming truck. Also a man's wife at another time was killed.
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