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"One time I come home fum takin a loada shine to town, and when I got
to the house I heerd a scufflin an a screechin inside. I run in, and there
wuz that little huzzy a-beatin on Dory with a tomater staub—an Dory too
skairt to fight back.

"I wuz so mad I jist turnt her over muh knee an spanked her beehind till
she hollered like a stuck pig. Paw heerd er an come a-runnin in fum the
stable. When he seen what I wuz doin he retch up on a shelf fer his pistol
and tried to shoot me. But I'd dona shot up all his cattidges shootin at
snakes, so he turnt to an started to gimme a pistol-whuppin.

"I fit him back a while, an I reckon I might coulda whupped him; but
I jist hauled off an knocked him out with a jolt on the jaw. Then me and
Dory gathered up our close an other plunder in a crocus sack, an we left
home fer good.

"I shore hated to go off fum there, cause I wuz a-cotin a nice little
gal named Birdie Lee Rodgers over acrost the slough. Her daddy had got re-
ligion at a Holy Roller meetin, and he said I wuz too no-count fer her. He'd
done run me off his place with a shotgun, but me an her kep meetin in the
woods right on till I left.

"Well, me an Dory walked all the way to Bradentown that night an staid
with kin folks. I knowed a boat cap'm there that wuz runnin liquor in fum
Cuby, an he gimme a job on his boat; mostly loadin an unloadin hams (sacks)
uv liquor an a-stannin watch a-lookin out fer guvmint boats.

"We had ua a good fast gas cruiser, and we run ony at night, thout
lights. But sometimes them coast guarders ud pick us up with their search
lights, an then they'd wham away at us with their machine guns an little
ole cannons. One night a thee-inch shell went smack thew our cabin, an

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