¶ §                BILLYJACK   DAVIS                                                                                  
 	
	MY FATHER TOLD ME THIS STORY THAT HIS GRANDMOTHER TOLD HIM OF HER GRANDMOTHER .

	MANY YEARS AGO WHEN SHE WAS A CHILD .SHE LIVED ON A FARM IN THE HILLS OF TAWNNEESE .
 ONE NIGHT SOME SOLDIERS CAME IN TO OUR HOME,THEY MADE US LEAVE AND TAKE NOTHING .WE 
 COULD NOT EVEN PUT OUR CLOTHES ON .IT WAS IN THE WINTER TIME .I COULD NOT EVEN TAKE MY TOYS.
WE HAD TO LEAVE EVERY THING 
	WE WERE PUT INTO WAGONS .AND TAKEN TO A PRISON STOCKAID .THE ONE I WAS IN ONLY HAD
 CHILDREN.MY MOTHER WAS TAKEN AWAY .I WAS VERRY SCARED .
I WAS ALONE FOR THE FIRST TIME IN MY LIFE .
I WAS ONLY FIVE YEARS OLD THEN.AFTER MANY WEEKS IN THE STOCKAID MANY CHILDREN DIED .
WITH NO FOOD.NO BLANKETS AND NO SHELTER FROM THE RAIN AND COLD.THEN THEY LOADED US INTO WAGONS
 AGAIN .THEY SAID WE WERE GOING TO ANOTHER LAND FAR AWAY AND WE WOULD NEVER SEE OUR HOME AGAIN .
IT MADE ME VERY SAD .LATER I FOUND MY MOTHER AND I WAS SO HAPPY I CRIED .
BUT!! I NEVER SAW MY FATHER AGAIN.	WE TRAVELED A LONG TIME .MANY GOT SICK AND .
EVERY  NIGHT WHEN WE STOPED WE BURRIED A DOZZEN OR MORE .WE STOPED AT A RIVER .
THE FATHER OF WATERS .AND STAYED THERE FOR THREE MONTHS .MY MOTHER GAVE BLANKETS 
TO THE CHILDREN SO THEY WOULD NOT GET SICK . BUT SHE GOT SICK AND DIED.
 WE BURRIED HER THERE BY THE RIVER . I WENT ON WITH SOME OTHER PEOPLE . I WENT TO SCHOOL 
AND GOT MARRIED . I HAD A DAUGHTER NAMED MARY .AT THIRTEEN SHE WAS TAKEN ONE DAY
 BUY A MAN NAMED " FRYE " WE FOUND HER THE NEXT DAY .	SHE SAID THEY JUST TALKED ALL NIGHT .
BUT MY HUSBAND MADE HIM GIVE US THREE HORSES FOR HER. AND THEN HELD A SHOTGUN WEDDING.
	BUT I CAN NEVER FORGET THE TRAIL WHERE WE CRIED ..OR MY HOME IN TENNESSEE ALABAMA .
MY MOTHER WAS A PRINCESS THERE .NOW I AM IN ARKANSAS THE PLACE WHERE THE SUN SET'S .
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	This story was told to me Jim Davis, By my Grand Mother, About her Grand Mother 
Naomi Mourning, My GGGrand Mother . As I gave it to my son Billyjack Davis for A School
project in Mississippi as something handed down through the family.She did not know her mothers
or fathers names she only called them mother and father ,or in Cherokee a-gi-tse and a-gi-do'-da
that was their names to her.