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James Still Appalachian Heritage, Volume 13, Numbers 1 & 2, Winter/Spring 1985, p. 15 (Article) Published by The University of North Carolina Press DOI: https://doi.org/10.1353/aph.1985.0024 For additional information about this article https://muse.jhu.edu/article/438827/summary Access provided at 19 Feb 2020 21:59 GMT from JHU Libraries HIGH FIELD "You would remember, I believe, When I rented newground Up on Dead Mare Branch And raised a master crop of corn, And I'd take my three sons with me— Tadwhackers they were then, Too young to work, too old to shirk- And we'd grub and sow and till; And one morning here you came Climbing up to my high field And stood squarely among us And told us your name But not why you were there, And you grabbed up a hoe And matched us row by row As if I needed a hand, and I did, And you not accepting pay. *-» Well, I never understood that, Not to this day." —James Still Sl, Appalachia is that somewhat mythical region with no recognized boundaries. If such an area exists in terms of geography, such a domain as has shaped the lives and endeavors of men and women from pioneer days to the present
Appalachian Review – University of North Carolina Press
Published: Jan 8, 2014
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