Old time Religion on a Slag Heap
fiction
edward w pritchard
Please God, Oh God what will become of me. Stuck with eleven children and my husband Miles McGhee trapped or dead five hundred feet underground in Osage, West Virginia Fifty men already dead, Miles missing these six days in the Christopher mine number three May 1942.
Who will want me? A widow with eleven children, no looks and no where to go. Will the company let me stay on in the company house?
Best pray for God's help. There is a service over at the mission house in Osage everynight. No, I better go to the revival prayer meeting out in the big tent on the slag heap. Me with eleven children and no prospects. Better to go find old time religion on a slag heap. I need a miracle to have Miles found alive.
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