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	Then. there was a feller, a doctor he was.

He ~1ve me a gun. I used to like to hunt. Hunted all over these mountalns* hunted quail and hunted squirrel

and a few times I killed deers. The man what gave me the gun he promised nie twenty five cents apiece for &ll trie quail I could bring him.. Lots of times I caine in with them by the dozen.

	I tried to save my money. Didn‘t spend much. ltd brine it home to my mother. She‘d put it avvay for me. But if my pappy knowed. I got money he‘d take it avay from~ me and buy whiskey. You. xni~ht know why, miss. He was pert Creek--~-~yes ma‘am, part Creek Indian.

	Does you remember ohinquapins ? They used to be all over the hill up yonder.* I used to ~et lots of them. Sell them too. One time I chased a deer up there*. Got him with a knife, didn‘t have a gun. The dogs cornered him for me. Best dog I ever had, his name was Abraham Lincoln.

	lie was ex~ra good for a possom dog. Once I ßot a white ~ p0550111 in the same place I ~ot & deer. It was way out

yonder~‘--~-~that place there ain‘t nothing but rocks~ Yes,

niatam, Hell‘s Half Âcre.f
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*	tTnits of lot Springs National Park.
I Spot without soil or ve~etation—~broken talus rç~ç~c.