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I went outside to tend his horse and put him in with mine,
               While my thought went back to Emma’s love, homecookin and warm red wine
               Back inside the cabin, the strang’d warmed a little.
               Made mention he was hungry and shared with me his vittles.
               Our bodies warmed and our bellies full, we talked to pass the time.
               I gave my name “Jack Thomas” but o’course, it wasn’t mine.
               He told me, “I’m Dave Johnson, I’m a deputy U.S. Marshal”,
               MY GOD! He was a lawman, and to them I wern’t so partial.
               Said he’s a’lookin for a killer from the state of Mississip
               By the name of Franklin Renfro, who kept given the law the slip.
               He showed me a picture of myself, it was old, faded and dim;
               Not knowin the killer he was lookin for was sittin in front of him.



               He asked me if I’d seen the man or knew where he was then,
               I said I’d never seen him or been where he had been.
               We talked a bit and played soem cards, then finally went to sleep;
               We woke the next morn to bright skies but the snow was near boot deep.
               He thanked me for my help that night, said he best be on his way,
               For he had plans to see his wife in Sante Fe next day.
               He headed north away with his gun still on his hip,

               Still looking for that killer from the state of Mississip.
               I lit out South, a’followin that storm through all that snow,
               And headed straight for Texas as fast as I could go.
               The Law? They never caught me, guess they finally just quit lookin,
               I went home to Emma’s love, seven kids, red wine and good home cookin.


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               As we have talked about before it is very difficult to take genealogical information
               about a family   which   has taken   years to  search  out  from  dozens of sources and to
               arrange that data in such a way a person reading or looking at it can quickly get some
               idea of who all make up that family and where all they lived. Even though I have spent

               years gathering information about our branch of the FOYs I constantly have to go back
               and look up who married whom and whose child is whose, where they lived, when they
               were born, when they died, etc, etc, etc.


               I have hundreds of pages of data supplied to me by Renfro researchers. Looking at all
               that data I find it is impossible in   the  scope  of this book   for me  to  relate  all  their


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