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WACO Interval                   

to the ground window, a sea of black and white faces looking in. I held Prince by the collar fearing so many would kill him. The leg pulled outside/I shut the window accompanied by many screams "That black dog." Buddie always quick to see a situation, listened to my quick command, "Take Prince in with the baby." Prince trembled to fulfill his duty but went trembling with Buddie into the living room and the baby.  I took my little Colt revolver shot it from the front porch into the woods, re-loaded it again and shot it in all twelve bullets into the mob in the woods. "The little  [[?]] on the hill" had only one more incident from the plumber to fix the toilet. I could see him at the front screen door while I was preparing Janet's weaning cereal. Let him in, showed him the bathroom toilet. Soon he came close to me as I was about to dish out the cereal, grabbed me, I threw the hot cereal right in his face. He ran howling out. I had let Prince know he could run into the Valley with Buddie's noontime prescribed fresh ozone. Finally our health improved which gave me a respite with visit from Dad Weaver who made me rest. However, now thru letters from loyal friends in Troy and letters from the Corp Attorney to whom I sent my Diary copies, I remembered Sam had written me, as he prepared to come to Winston-Salem to marry [[?]] that he now had control of the Company so his ideas were working. I also remembered his death bad warning "you don't realize what is brewing..and to be selfish for myself to do the job I had to do so that every time the name WACO was stamped the children and I were to be cared for.." A place along the river in Troy was to be ours part of a house. We talked with the doctor. When he arrived more often, I told him I couldn't afford it. He said, "When someone leaves you a million dollars I will send you a bill." He felt we could return to Troy, Ohio which we did, taking our rightfully named Prince. Little did we know we would need his DUTY (recognized).