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18                                           Memories of a Long Life

It hurt my feelings, so I went back and it was not long ere two came.  I do not know where some one saw me fall or how it was, but I had a sunstroke, and it was quite awhile ere I was so I could get out or do but little at all.  My eyes and all my face were so swollen that some of my friends who, having heard that I had come home, had come to see me, said they did not know me.  Father had Dr. John Hanks to come, and he told father: “You had better have lost every stalk of cotton than for her to lose her eyes, which she may, but we will do all we can to save them.”  I cannot tell my suffering, but I am so thankful I got all right.  I wore glasses for my eyes for quite awhile after I was so I could get about and do almost any kind of work.

 

            Well, for quite awhile I did not try to teach but went about to stay with my married sister and children, for perhaps a year, then I got a school on a public road that went to Harper cross roads not very far from Bear Creek church.  The schoolhouse was called Pig’s Branch.  That was in January.  While teaching there I first boarded at Mr. Jesse Glasson’s, who married a cousin; then, it being near, I boarded with a widow, Mrs. Martha Evans, a dear, good woman; her five children were in school under me and they all were true.  I do not remember that I ever had a switch or that I ever needed one.  Well, I did not stay idle long; I went right over to Sandy Pond, a mile up north from Major Dunlap’s.  Mr. Brooks Burke lived right near the schoolhouse.  It was 3-1/2 miles north of Bear Creek Baptist Church, about three miles south of Reeve’s Chapel, so Mr. Burke said let’s have a Sunday school.  He was a good singer, I truly believe a true, good man, so we had Sunday school.  It was not but a few months ere he, with others, was greatly interested, and we soon built a brush arbor and a rough stand and acted a dialogue and had some speaking and singing.  Then in a month or so Mr. Burke proposed to me to have a protracted meeting.  The arbor and stand were all there, so I went down to my home near Pittsboro, nearly 20 miles.  Col. James Reeves saddled his horse, so I went down home Saturday morning as there was to be a baptizing at Uncle Isaac Clegg’s mill pond, and I could get some word to a local preacher.  Mr. Burke said he would have Sunday school in the afternoon, not turn out until four o’clock, give me time to get back, was just coming out as I rode up with the news that a preacher would be here to spend a week.  The preacher came on Saturday afternoon and was at my schoolhouse to preach at 11 o’clock.  Mr. James Reeves, Mr. Dunlap and all the people around attended, and some from Mt. Vernon Mineral Spring.  The meeting went on for eight days, with two sermons a day, and a Baptist preacher, Uncle Billy Lineberry, came one day.  There were a great many who found