. Highways and byways of the South. e explained, an dar ain never oneof em given me no trouble. Dey make me ain a shoutin man, — an Im a Baptis, too, — butdey make me so proud I could jus shout way over dehighest hill you cn see. De children are scatterednow, an I got one daughter in New York, an hits solong since I have hearn from her I reckon she moughtbe daid. Later, when I resumed the road, I fell in withanother local resident, this time a white man who hadbeen an officer in the Confederate army. I repeatedwhat the colored man had said about the prevalenceof gouging. Well, he comme
. Highways and byways of the South. e explained, an dar ain never oneof em given me no trouble. Dey make me ain a shoutin man, — an Im a Baptis, too, — butdey make me so proud I could jus shout way over dehighest hill you cn see. De children are scatterednow, an I got one daughter in New York, an hits solong since I have hearn from her I reckon she moughtbe daid. Later, when I resumed the road, I fell in withanother local resident, this time a white man who hadbeen an officer in the Confederate army. I repeatedwhat the colored man had said about the prevalenceof gouging. Well, he commented, theres some queer thingsin the South. You take the people in the mountainsover in West Virginia and Kentucky — theyre goodenough until yo do something they dont like andthen theyre terrible, and yo got to look out or youllget shot. The Virginians are different, and I alwaysthought befo the war they couldnt be equalled any-where ; but they been deiterating. They aint whatthey used to be. A man would despise to do any- r-. Companions
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