confrontation

Mother got Daphne and I a job cleaning the schoolhouse and some how we lost the key to the house. The man that was ahead of the schoolhouse came to get it, well papa was mad and kept yelling at us. Daphne just set there crying and saying that she had given me the key. Well I set there and listen to him scolding. He would not let me say a word, and all at once I yelled at him and said, “if you would stop blabbing off I would tell him.” Boy, he heard me, the next thing I knew I was on the floor with him on top of me. I do not remember how it came out.

I remember back in Red Mesa he and I had a battle. He built a cellar to put milk in to keep cool. Some how somebody had gone down there and split the cream and milk, on the flour I do not know what got into his head, he said that I did it, but I did not, but he tried to make me say I did. But I did not do it and I told him so, he tried every way he know how to make me say I did it, but I never give in, because I did not do it.