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It was obvious by this time that I had almost blundered head-
long onto a moonshiner's still. Pappy Price, Tom's grandfather,
got a good laugh out of it. He assured me, and I am inclined to
believe him, that had I been a federal agent, I would not have
been heard from again. Neither the grandfather nor Tom saw
the least crime in this. "How can they live?" they asked. "The
government never thinks of that." Then they pledged me to
keep my mouth shut, which I did for years afterward. I had
not so soon forgotten how hard it is to get a living from the land,
whether in the New Brunswick spruce woods or the Kentucky
Back in Louisville and its damp, gray weather, I definitely
decided very suddenly to go to Texas with McMillan and
Walsh who had made their plans. All that I knew of the state
was the story of my grandfather's brother killing by the Mexi-
cans. When I hesitantly mentioned this to McMillan, he
grinned. Gun duels, he said, were a thing of the past. "And
even if they're not," he added enigmatically, "are you so finicky
about how you get a practice?"
The plan was for the three of us to take the Texas state
medical examinations at Texarkana. To make ready for them we
quizzed one another for days on end. McMillan and I also went
back into the dissecting room, to practice for operations which
we fondly hoped would soon be ours. Time passed, and it was
four days before our scheduled departure. Yet we saw that we
would not be finished with our anatomy subject by then. Since
we had paid $25.00 for him, it seemed a shame not to take him
along and finish him up. At a corner grocery we got a stout
wooden box, wrapped "Gerald" in cloths soaked in formalde-
hyde, packed him in, and nailed him down.
Our itinerary called for a trip first to Memphis, thence to
Little Rock and from there, by the Iron Mountain and Southern,
down to Texarkana. With Gerald prominently installed in the
luggage rack in the smoking car of a mixed train, we rode
through Kentucky one day, through Tennessee the next, across
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