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Carolina, and. we were too far up in the mountains for cotton growing, but I have lived in a cotton growing eountry for torty-odd years.

	“is tôparties and frolics, I guess I could have kept those things in mind, but when I reelized that being on the go every night I could get off, week in and week out, was turning n~y mind and heart away from useful living, I tried to put those things out of my life and to train myself to be content with right living and the more serious things of life, and that‘s why I can‘t remember more of the things about our frolics that took place as I was growing up. About all I remember about the dances was when we danced the cotillion at regular old country break~downa. yolks valued their dances very highly then ‚ and to b e able to perform them~ well was a great accom.plishment. TurlceT inthe Straw is about the oldest dance tune I can remember. Next to that is TalntGonna Rain Noïore, but the tune as well as words to that were far different from the modern song by that name. Rabbit Hair wes another favorite song, and there were dozens of others that I just never tried to remember until you asked. me about them.

	“My father lived in Uaswell County and he used to tell us how hard it was for him to get up in the morning after being out most of thc night frolicking. He said their overseer couldn‘t talk plain, and would call them long before crack of dawn, and it sounded like he was saying, ‘Ike and a bike, Ike and a bike.‘ What he meant was ‚ ‚ Out and. about Out and. about Z‘
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