The moonshine was supplied by my brother Floyd, who’s more than a fair hand at the making of it, who uses copper for his stills and not tin, and who wasn’t above selling a few of his hand-whittled toys to the young people on the side.īy ten o’clock most of the men were pretty well in their cups. The streets were so crowded you could scarce walk. There hasn’t been such a holiday in Pikeville since I can’t remember when. And they sentenced the half-wit Mounts to death then and there for what happened the night the Hatfields’ gang attacked our house and did the killings.Īll of Eastern Kentucky came out for his hanging. The prosecuting attorney even called Ma a liar, and I thought Pa would shoot him on the spot. Said she still wasn’t right in the head after what happened to her. But when they put Ma on the witness stand at his trial, they shut her up. He was a halfwit and his people are dirt-poor and simple, but he didn’t deserve to die.
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