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Oh, that trip to the wood shed was a long one, silent and long. Miss Cora stood and looked over the things that hung there and I knew it would be the strap or the rawhide whip. She brought the rawhide switch and believe me, I received a thrashing I shall never, never forget in my life and my wife is no amature either! It was an epic whipping and in shoes, bra, panties and the long black stockings I was held tight over Miss Cora's lap at first, next I was on the floor twisting and screaming; I was taken by the arm and I danced and what a sight I was! At last I found myself screaming and sobbing in a corner of the shed trying to climb the wall to get away from the whip!

I was put to bed and I was put on bread and water for three days. How I longed for my nice things and the 'good graces of Miss Cora and Alice again, how I longed for my feminine nightie. Now I wore as a punishment a coarse sack-like gown, short and ill fitting. I was kept in bed, no one spoke to me, my bread and water was placed by my bed. I was glad when again I was dressed as a good girl and Miss Cora and Alice for- gave me and we all had a wonderful cry!

Later that week the Sunday School teacher who was in charge of the "rummage" sale came over and I gave her the shoes that I had taken that fateful day! It was not too bad; she had of course heard all about me and that was over and done with and now my book was clean!

Miss Cora and Alice had made a special trip to the County Seat where a woman minister was preaching. This woman was making quite an impression all across the land and she was an ordained minister. This lady was a guest at the house. Miss Cora drove her over from the County Seat. The whole situation was explained to her, much detail was discussed as to the reason and all. Alice's and my marriage was discussed and at last this lady consented to marry us. She was moving on West and we were to meet her later on in San Francisco. I was all thrilled and also was some worried about the idea!