WAY MEN WERE IN THE OLD DAYS

He could not recall the name of the poor fellow that he and my father nursed night about until he was well. They talked it over and said they would not let him die. (Am inclined to think this man was Old Uncle Andy Reed, who once lived on the street below us, hauled dirt and so on) He agreed with me that folks would not do that now.

Mr. Williams said Boynton taught school just before Walker did. The latter went to Coleman and got elected county clerk. That old Captain A. W. Watson taught twice "way back yonder." My mother went to school to him. Believe the family had known him down in the Liberty Hill country I recall him. For last years he was justice of the peace. Old one-armed Confederate veteran had Creek and all.)

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