Best broadcasts of 1938-39 (1939)

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WE BECOME A NATION Martha. — Oh ! Sophia. — S’pected it right along. Emily. — Jared! Jared. — I want to go west to Ohio and make a home to bring ye to, Emily. Emily. — No, Jared, no! Sophia. — He’s jest talkin’. Hasn’t a penny and wants to buy land! Jared. — I ain’t reck’nin’ on buy’n’ land. I’m goin’ out with lo other men from Danford and squat. Emily. — What’s he mean. Aunt Sophia! Sophia. — Sum folk jest get a team of oxen an’ their belongin’s and git out to the Northwest an’ pick a plot of ground an’ start squatting. . . . Martha. — The government won’t let ye do that ! Jared. — Government! Will they let us buy a few acres of land to call our own? No! I’ll jest go out and squat. Emily. — I won’t let ye go, Jared! Martha. — I need ye to help me with the farm, Jared! Jared. — But, Marthy, ye got Widder Stone as partner. A good thing when she sold the tavern and bought half the farm. She’s got a head, the widder. No, I want to go out there and try my luck ! Emily. — Git work here! Jared. — Half the town is starvin’, and ye know it! Emily. — Then I’U go with you! Martha. — No, Emily! Jared. — I’ll be sending fer you in a year or two. Emily. — I won’t be having you go alone! Sophia. — My mother come all the way from Wales in a 40-foot boat and then helped my father chop down th’ trees that built half of Danford. Let Emily go if she wants.