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Welly he reached and got me by the back of my neck and he went to peckin' me in the head with his fist and said, 'Gone again, skip to my Lou, my dar-lin',} and he carried me clean home that way. So then all the kids, ever' time they see me come out in the yard, they'd scream, 'Gone again, skip to my Lou,' and they kept me housed up for a month or more thataway, for shame. They was teasin} me about the way my old man had hauled me out of the first dance I had ever went to, and I never went to another dance itb my life until I was a married woman. I didn't even know how to dance till after I was married, and then when Jim Stewart and I was married we always attended every barn dance.
aAt first when I begin to go with them to dances, just to keep from stay in' at home by myself, I would be what they call a wallflower. Pd watch the rest dance, but I wouldn't dance, because it was agin my father's will and I was afraid he'd find it out; and I knowed he'd always said that if he'd find out a child of his was goin' to a dance, if they was married or forty years old, he'd whip 'em the same. But I delighted in it, and after a while I begin to take chances; and after that Jim Stewart, my husband, and myself we went a lot to private dances. He learned me all the different steps he danced, which was thirty-nine different steps—Pigeon Wing, Railroad, Back Step, Double Shuffle, Mustard Top, the Hound Dog, and a whole lot of others I've forgot. My husband he beat music down with steel knittin' needles on the strings and this makes very beautiful music. His family was all musicians and dancers, every one of 'em,- his sister—and she was a large heavy woman {she wore a number seven shoe and she weighed from 185 to iqo pounds)—she was noted to be the best dancer that attended the square dances in those days.
BONYPARTE
d} d'. No. 1568. W. M. Stepp, Salyersville, Ky., 1937. Known sometimes as "Bonaparte's Retreat Across the Rocky Mountains." The piece is descriptive—inarching, wind howling, etc.
uDid you ever read the history of Napoleon the Bonyparte? It must have been a few hundred years or so ago, I couldn't tell you. He was a great warrior, and I tell you what he used to do. If some country like Germany would try to take some poor little country that was defenseless and make 'em do as they wanted 'em to do—you know, work for 'em and all that— well, he'd go and he'd fight for that country, and he'd lick Germany. He had a army of his own, you know. And that country would pay him, and Germany also would have to pay him for his expenses. His army was
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