Stories as told by Arthur Robinson

Art and Henry Stapleton were coon hunting one night. They were evidently also drinking as Art said that they lost their lantern which was lit at the time.

There was a truck wreck of a load of beer on Highway 18 just east of their house. Art hid some of the beer for later consumption.

Art and Lynn were living just north of Keller and Della Robinson’s. Lynn said that she awoke and all she could see was fire. Fire was around their house. They lived on the west side of a meadow and it was on fire. Lynn said that she thought that it was the end of the world. (time about 1939)

Wilbur and I were born at Brooken.  They named me Arthur Gibbs.  Gibbs was the doctor’s last name.  They said when Dad asked Granddad Fowler for Mamma’s hand, he told Dad he didn’t raise his girls to give away.  I guess he consented.

The first place I remember living was 2 miles south of Jennings and 1 ¾ miles west.  It was the Fox place.  The house set up on a hill.  There was a man named Cougar on the creek.  He pumped water to the railroad.  The hole was known as Dead Man Water Hole.  Old man McElroy got soaked and killed some man and put him in it.  The hole was south of the field.