JII Wftdon Joltnson
(I 71-1938) wrote "Lilt
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til'" 1 as 101' tldults
IIld � to IOCQ/� .nd
exami lIS mony J(lma W�/-
don Jolt mllin-illb
possibk, H'� hillI look 10-
�tlwr (II only II m(lll portion
01 his rich lif�
kept cry
tu . tu were t
ear' t _ ersio of my life,
for re,ul_rly on certain
eveni 1 plunpd into
one of them and scn�ed
until my in bcd. 1 can
remember to t' day the
pain caused by the Itr
r8nk 's . into J
eyes.
On the day after the coin
put around my n my
mother nd I tarred on hat
mcd to manendi
journey, I knelt on the t
nd atched throu h the
train indo the corn- and
cotton-fields pas iftly by
until I fell asleep. hen I
fully a oke, e ere bein
driven throu h the. treets of
are city-Savann h. I t
up and blinked at th bright
li ht. At S vannah we
rded a teamer hich fin-
lIy landed in e Yor.
From Yor e ent to
to n in Connecticut, which
became the hom of my
boyhood.
My mother and I lived
toaether in a littl cottage
hich meet to me to be
fitted up almo t luxuriously;
there re horse-hair co ered
chairs in the parlour, and a
litt squ re pi 0; there
a st 'rway '01 red catpd on
it leadinl to a half second
story; there ere pictures on
t ,andal: boo