Uncle Franks Calling (standard:adventure, 1408 words)
Author: stanley mcqueen kentucky backwoods writer	Added: May 11 2009	Views/Reads: 3284/1949	Story vote: 0.00 (0 votes)
tales of a mountain circit riding preacher, sharing his journeys in the backwoods of Knetucky in the days of old"

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two twin cubs of hers, and children I was glad of that, I found my mule 
a mile or two away picking  grass along a green slope and he  seemed 
glad for us to partner up again and I was afraid that bear had run him 
plume out of the territory. 

And then there was that time I was near drowned , when my mule fell with
me while we was crossing a  raging river during the summer heavy rains, 
well if it had not been for a leaning tree that had it limbs  dropping 
over the river bed I grab at the limb that the river carrying me  by 
and caught on and held tight and I finely manage to swim to the river 
bank catching the limbs as I went foot by foot till I reach the river 
bank and was saved , yes my dear children your old uncle has been threw 
the mill, but the lord has always made a way for me to live and not 
die, and now I am old too old to set astraddle of a mule, and my 
traveling days are about over, and then after I am too old maybe the 
God lord will send one of you  to take old uncle Franks place , to go 
out and spread the good news of the lords gospel, Its late children and 
you mother wants us to head off to the roost for some sleep, and on 
tomorrow, I will share more of my days riding the backwoods of Kentucky 
preaching the wonderful gospel to those that will hear......Uncle frank 
can't walk so swift no more old age has it grip on his old bones, but 
his heart is as young as it was the day he parted to preach the Gospel 
to the mountain people of old Kentucky the home of the brave , if I 
shall live to be a hundred years old I shall never forget the stories 
that Uncle Frank told before the fireplace of my old Kentucky home 
.......THE END 


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