Mitch Miller

Mitch Miller

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Mitch Miller

Mitch Miller

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I got acquainted with Mitch this way : in the first place when we moved to Petersburg and got into our house and was settled, one day Bob Pendleton came to see me. He said he’d come to call—that’s the word he used. You see right in front of our house was Mr. Montgomery’s house — an awful big brick house, with a big yard ; and the back of it was in front of our house with a tall hedge ; but there was a place to go through the hedge, through a grape arbor up to the house, and around to the front yard. Next to Mr. Montgomery’s yard was Bucky Gum’s pasture where he kept his cows. But if you stood down by the pasture away from Mr. Montgomery’s hedge, you could look across and see Mr. Pendleton’s fine brick house where Bob, this boy, lived. Mr. Pendleton kept a store and a bank and was awful rich ; and when Bob came to call on me my ma was tickled most to death. She wanted me to have nice friends, boys who would grow up and be prominent in the world. and when Bob first came she went to the door and let him in and then came to me and made me wash and comb my hair. So I went in and here was Bob.

He had on a new suit and shiny shoes and a bow necktie, and he had a little ring on his finger. But he was so thin that he had to stand up twice to make a shadow. So he set there and nothin’ much was said. I was afraid to ask him to swing, or to go to the barn, or anything.

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