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24 Memories of a Long Life
address and in a few days mail was coming in my box. The children would bring it in and I would tell them to lay it in the fire, if I was not up so I could put it in myself.
I improved so that I could be on a crutch some, and Henry L. Mansfield heard it and wrote me to come, that his house was not large, but it was big enough for me to have a room. I went, stopped at East Durham, telling of the Mormons, and heard that the same two had spent a week there free and that Bud Smith had run them out. My nephew, Graham Johnson, got a conveyance and brought me to the depot at Pittsboro to come to Durham.
Dailey Mansfield, the baby or youngest child, said he waned me to go to Sunday school. I told him all right, if Sunday was a fair day and I was well I would go with him. So the day was bright, and little Dailey then seemed as happy as any child could be. I made my home there. I had a good bed but I would sit in the room with Lillie and Henry until bed time, then Lillie would go with me to where I slept, as we all had prayer in their room; when I got on the bed she would tuck the cover to my back so I would not be cold.
Well, in the spring Wilbur Mansfield, who had married a widow in Danville, Va., had come on their wedding trip to my house, where I treated them so kindly that his wife said she would come again, and did. Well, after I came to make my home in Durham, Wilbur’s wife came in April and spent two weeks. He said for me to prepare to go back with her. He would come on Sunday and for his wife to have me come with her to the station, and all his folks that could. So we were there, his brothers, one sister, her husband and one niece. It was on Sunday, the 10th day of May, 1914. We got there safe, but in jerking up our handbags—as Wilbur had to go on the train to Washington, D.C.—he was in such haste to get us to his home that when we got out and went into the house, I had, or Wilbur had, taken up my handbag. When I rested I wanted to write back and when I looked for my little purse with all the money I had, it was gone. I never heard anything from it, and not one dime did I have. Now I try every day to ready my Bible, I believe it teaches that all things shall work together for good to them that love God and keep his commandments. I ask myself if I love and keep His law in all things, or do just and right in all things. I do not want to fail in one jot or tittle. I want to so live that if the call comes I will be ready, be it at morning, noon or night.
I came back to Durham, but did not stay long. Mildred wrote to me. It was in July when I got down home, and I found Mildred with two little boys, twins, I had never seen, names Robert Lee and Woodrow Wilson, called Wilson and Robert. We had a pleasant
