ng receives instruction in wood-turning;
the course is the same as that given to students in carpentry.

I was married late last summer, 1904, and am now living at Tuskegee as a
member of the Faculty of the school I entered as a raw recruit.

XIII

THE STORY OF A BLACKSMITH

BY JUBIE B. BRAGG

Both my mother and father were compelled to work in the field as
farmers. They had four children, all now living, of whom I am the
eldest. I was born in Twiggs County, Ga., February 17, 1876, but in 1881
the family moved to Macon, Ga., where they lived until 1886. The
cruelest possible blow befell us when both mother and father died in
April of that year, within ten days of each other.

My parents were intelligent, and though they had had no opportunities
for securing an education, yet they were able to teach their children
the alphabet and how to spell a few simple words. My first lessons were
in Webster's blue-back speller, so when I started to school at six years
of age I was not the dullest boy beginning at the same place, because of
the instruction I had received. I first went to a Miss Mary Tom, who
taught in St. Paul's Church in East Macon. I went there but one school
session. I was next sent to a Miss Carr, who taught in the basement of
the Presbyterian church on Washington Avenue, West Macon. To her, also,
I only went one term. I was next started in Lewis' High School, now
known as Ballard's Normal School, but was soon compelled to cease going
there because of the death of both parents, as already mentioned, in
April of that same term.

I was now but ten years of age. My aunt took charge of me and of the
other children. I was immediately "hired out" to a family named Horton,
for my victuals and clothing. I worked for this family about six months,
all of whom were kind to me, especially Mr. Horton, Jr., who at this
time had charge of an ice-house. Each day I carried his meals to him and
could confidently count upon receiving from him a nickel (five cents),
which was forthwith invested in candy as I returned. It was a real
pleasure to meet and make myself known to Mr. Horton, Jr., the young man
who had been so kind to me in Birmingham, Ala., in 1901, after my
graduation from Tuskegee. He was apparently glad to see me, and
especially to learn that I had been attending the Tuskegee Institute.
After leaving the Horton family I went to work in a grocery store, that
of a Mrs. Machold, from whom I received $