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BETWEEN RIVER AND MOUNTAIN AUDIO SAMPLE
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TOM JOHNSON
Since the boys’ mother died, I ain’t done too good. I been hitting the bottle, gambling, and leaving young Rob with all the farm work. He’s a good boy and deserves better. I told my boys this ain’t our war, but Billy joined up, and now we’ve not heard from him in months. Both sides […]
BIG BETTY
When they drug me up on that auction block in Winchester, I fear I get a new master even worser than the old one. Thomas Clifford make the highest bid, and I knows now this the best day of my life. Back then, I never hear tell of Quakers, but they kind people. Right off, […]
PRIVATE HERMAN JACOBS, CSA
When I first met Rob Johnson, I didn’t like him. He had just made corporal and did the sergeant’s bidding, which included robbing me of my deer meat. Ain’t nothing wrong with a man trying to keep from starving. Rob said the Yanks could have heard my shot, but I knew there wasn’t nobody up […]
CHARLES FAULKNER, Attorney at Law
I met Rob Johnson after the war. The vengeful men controlling Morgan County exacted reprisals from returning Rebel soldiers, and Rob was fighting to keep his land. I could see that he was smart and determined, qualities I admire. After they took Rob’s farm, I offered him a job. My law clerk had left and […]
TIM FOLEY
When I first saw Rob Johnson at Point Lookout Prison, he was badly wounded. The Yankee sergeant would have left the lad to die, but I brought him to the surgeon. You see, Rob has the look of me younger brother who died in an English prison. Rob survived and I’ve been looking out for […]
SERGEANT WILLIAMS, CSA
I’ve been in the military most of my life, and I’m a pretty good judge of men. In late 1861, I was ordered to take over a new squad with the 48th Virginia Infantry in Winchester. I was hard on my men, but I turned them into good soldiers. Two of my recruits were among […]
MABEL McCABE
When I ran the kitchen at the Pavilion Hotel, Rob Johnson delivered fresh vegetables and milk from his family’s farm. His ornery pa usually collected the payment, which I knew went straight to drink. Mrs. Johnson had been a good, God-fearing woman, but after she died the old man drank even more. The older son […]
NATE FIELDS
I grew up rough and survived by learning to take advantage of every situation. I was no patriot and found many ways to benefit from the chaos of war. When I joined Orrick’s Rebel Rangers as a scout, I found I had opportunities for profit. Many people had too much in life and I had […]