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got home a little before night. The dining room had fallen in so we did not use it. I was cooking in the kitchen, which was off from the house. I got the supper; my two sisters could not get out, and father said he did not feel like going. I brought their supper to all three, while the little boys and myself ate in the kitchen. Well, not much did I or any of them sleep that night. Sunday morning I got up, had a cow to milk and then get breakfast. If the little boys had not been so quiet and good I do not know how I would have done. I did what I could, and it was bed time Sunday night ere I had time to get my Bible. When I did I sat down by father’s bed and opened my Bible, not thinking only to read my Bible. Well, I read that if I went through fierce trials the deep waters will not overflow, etc. I had read only a few verses when father wanted me to get up and fix his pillow and do something for his throat; and both sisters to be waited on. I did not county the boys. Well, sister Sallie, her husband and four boys lived near, so I sent for her to come and take charge of the kitchen and do what she could. If I opened my Bible to read in a month I do not remember it; but I would go from room to room, fix beds, etc., or any call obey, but I held to the promise the flames should not devour or the waters overflow. Oh, the comfort I had as I went in and out, up and down the steps. I first had them in my mind and heart, but two or three days after I had the doctor sent for and the people learned of my trouble and how it was, and not a day or night for a time but some one came with help and sympathy. My father was in a bad fix, and it had been two weeks and perhaps a few days over that I had hardly lain down, and there were so many around in both rooms, my father in one, both sisters in the same room. A neighbor girl was there for us, to attend up stairs, so I went; had not gone to sleep before cousin Henry Knight (a dear, good man, one that was faithful from the first to the last—I shall ever love and cherish his memory) came upstairs calling me, asking where to find some underwear (he wore flannel in winter), saying Uncle Albert’s underclothes were real bloody. I told him where he would find some in a drawer. There was no one in the room, it being early in the morning. Father called me, said to fix his pillow. I found his hands and some of his clothes were smeared with blood. I spoke as gently as I could. He gave a spring and off the bed. I did what I could, got him back, and went out. Brother Jimmy Johnson was there with two mules and the wagon to go for wood (a two-horse load being burned in a day and night); I said, “Go for the doctor.” He did. Dr. McClenhan and Dr. Lucian Hanks both came while I happened to be on the porch. Dr. Hanks made no stop, but passed in; Dr. McClenhan stopped and asked me had I found where the blood came from. I told him I had, and when I told him
