I have often wondered what will become of the man's
sons, especially the older one, Ward. He appeared to be in his
early twenties. His pa, from what I could gather, set a very poor
example. And he hadn't sent Ward or any of his other children to
school much. He never carried his family to church. And in this
day and time, school and church make a big difference in molding
character. So chances are young Ward Lawson will never amount to
anything.
Perhaps I judge too harshly. Sometimes, parents cannot
realize what they should be doing for their children. Even now I
sometimes ponder whether I was wise to leave Sand Mountain and to
bring my own three precious little motherless girls to this part
of Arkansas, which was so sparsely settled then. But, my
daughters by Rachael grew into lovely women and each married
well. And the second wife I took bore me five fine children, as
you know. So, I must not bewail my lot. God scatters his children
over the land as a man sprinkles salt on meat, to make life more
savory wherever they settle.
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