Manuscripts/Mixed Material [I Wanted to be a Merchant]
L. R. Allen
451 Telfair Street
January 23, 1940
I WANTED TO BE A MERCHANT
“The past few years have brought many changes in my way of living.” John Robson said thoughtfully. “But all of these readjustments came after I had realized my lifelong ambition of coming to the city as a merchant.
“I was born and reared out in the country, where the sun shines brighter, the air is purer and where one gets in closer touch with nature and God. My father's farm was located near Louisville, a former capital of Georgia, which prior to the War Between the States was a great slave market. The old covered stand from which the slaves were sold is still standing in the center of the square. One of the town's civic organizations has beautified the old relic by surrounding it with flowers and shrubbery.
“My father and mother owned the farm. There were five children, three boys and two girls. Only two of us are living now - one sister and myself.
“I don't recall anything very eventful or exciting during my childhood on the farm. I helped my father and my brothers with the farm work and did chores around the house. The principal event of the week was dressing up in my Sunday clothes and going to Sunday school and “preaching,” which