TREZEVANT & COCKHRAN
GENERAL AGENTS
SOUTHWESTERN DEPARTMENT
DALLAS, TEXAS
F. C. WILLIAMS
Agent
HAMILTON, TEXAS
HENRY McCARTY
Bill Massingill and me were in town one time and I was
in the saloon and Bill came in and said there is a fellow out there said
that you were ... .... ... ... I went out and he said there he is right
over there. I went over and slapped him. I did not know who it was but it
was Red Carter and he hadn’t called me that and didn’t know what I
slapped him about. I never saw Red for more than seven years and I was
might ashamed when I told him who I was. When I slapped Red and went on to
the wagon yard Massingill told them that my name was Thompson.
One time George and Perry and me and another fellow came
to town and stayed in the saloon until late and me and Perry was both
drunk. We went down to a cotton house to sleep in the cotton. They had
that cotton packed as tight as it could be. George scratched out a hole
and Perry was so drunk he couldn’t scratch much. He would
say, "George help me scratch. I am about to freeze to death."
George said, "Scratch yourself. .. .. You had no business getting
drunk."