His wife and their 14 children said they had always known that some day "Old 97'' would come roaring in to put them all on Easy Street. In Richmond, Va., where he was visiting a son-in-law, David Graves George was planning at last to buy a tobacco farm. For eight years the withered old hillbilly had tried to establish himself as the author of "The Wreck of the Old 97," collect phonograph royalties from Victor Talking Machine Co. on that railroad ballad. Last week his case reached the nine black-robed judges of the U....
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