So, Lilly Woods was not to meet her neighbors, .........at least not in this world. And, what of Carl Williams? Does he, yet today, journey through time to lose his life yet again and again 'neath the thundering hooves of that herd of cattle south of Eureka Springs? Somewhere an old Indian who never quite accepted the tools of modem living watches over the church garden near the little town of Mansfield. Does that garden, in the still of the night, get tended now and then by an old man with a turtle shell hoe? And throughout our beautiful Ozarks, things happen yet today ...... things born of the passions, loves, and lives of folks from generations ago. Oh, but if these mountains and hills could speak!!
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