‘rom Robinson
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	‘~‘We lived in Cass c~ounty. It was pretty alose to the j~kansas border, and ttwasn?t far from Ok1ahoma-~-~s j s now • I remember ~w eli when they w e s f jr st. gathering them up for the war. We used to hear the camion often. ~as I afraid ? To be sure I ~as scared, right~ .a~ fire t. Pretty soon we ~ot used to it. Somebody even made up a song, ‘Listen to the ~ome~nade Tti~under.‘~ They‘d sine it every time the cannon started roarin~

	\\ No, ma‘arn. there never was any f.~ ghting r&ght around us. i: never really saw any fighting. Old man Dave Robinson was good to me. ae didn‘t have a ‘big f arm~---~ just ov~ned me. Treated nie almost like I ~was one of his own children. Course, I had to work. Soinetinies he whipped x~ie-‘-but no more than lie had. to. I v~as just a child and any child has got to be made to mind, He was good to me, and old Mies wcs good to me. ~1l my masters ~as pretty good. to rr1e.~..~1ots better than the usual run, ~(hioh one I like the best. ~el1, you might know~I kept the name Robinson, and I named ray sOll Dave. You might know v~hich one I think the most of,

	\~:~one day I was out mi1kin~ the eov~s, Mr. Dave come ~oi,3n into the field, and he had a paper in his hand. ‘Listen to me, Tom,‘ he said, ‘listen to v~hat I reads you.‘ ~ i~ r e ~: ~ ft oui a ~ p ap er al I ab out how I wa s fr ee ~ You cant ‚~ tell