Life and Adventures of Joseph W. Cooper Among the North American Indians and Elsewhere (Classic Reprint)
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Excerpt from Life and Adventures of Joseph W. Cooper Among the North American Indians and Elsewhere Before proceeding to narrate his observations and adventures during that period of his life spent among the Indians, commencing with the eighteenth year of his life, it would perhaps not be out of place for the writer to give a brief sketch of his early years. I was born in Twiggs County, Ga., in 1848 ;but the days of my early boyhood were spent principally in Dooly Count, where my grandparents still reside. My mother died in 1856, leaving myself, two broth rs and one sister, all of us being yet quite small. My father was unable to educate his children, but did the best he could under the circumstances. I never knew my father to use profane or obscene language, nor did fever see him intoxicated, but always sober and quiet, ready to give his children good advice, and to teach them lessons of virtue. In 1858 my father married a second time, and moved to Dougherty county Ga., where he remained until the breaking out of the war between the Stats. On March 11, 1862, he and my eldest brother joined the Dougherty Greys, of Albany, sending my stepmother to live with her father in Terrell County, and leaving me behind with a good old farmer in the county of Worth, instructing him to keep me under control. I remained here for some time, when my kind old guardian advised me to go to my grandfather´s and there go to school. I was ready enough to obey, for the sake of a change: but by this time I must confess that 1 had forgotten the teachings of my parents, and had become very reckless and wild. It took me but a few days to grow restless and dissatisfied under the pious control of my grandparents, and I resolved to run away. Rising early one morning before day, in December, 1863, I fled to Worth County again, making a distance of forty-seven miles in about twelve hours.1 was now scarcely fifteen years of age, and quite small. About the Publisher Forgotten Books publishes hundreds of thousands of rare and classic books. Find more at www.forgottenbooks.com This book is a reproduction of an important historical work. Forgotten Books uses state-of-the-art technology to digitally reconstruct the work, preserving the original format whilst repairing imperfections present in the aged copy. In rare cases, an imperfection in the original, such as a blemish or missing page, may be replicated in our edition. We do, however, repair the vast majority of imperfections successfully; any imperfections that remain are intentionally left to preserve the state of such historical works.
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