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~Ozarks Tales and Sketches ~
Several hog calls and a yodel or two southeast of the Queen City of the Ozarks there exists to this day a semi-autonomous region known as the Hungry Hills. The natives of this region descended from the second and third sons of Tennessee and Kentucky pioneers, men shorn of their birthright and therefore forced to move westward in search of wild game and security. Some of them arrived in the wild upper reaches of the Missouri Ozarks just ahead of U. S. Marshals. That's why there are so many Smiths and Joneses out that way. Here is the only truthful and authentic record of what happened when Clarence Phleugel, a city man educated beyond his capability, moved his little family to this wild and untamed wilderness in the fall of 1972.
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This is a true story about hillbillies in the Missouri Ozarks, put together from newspaper stories published in the Ozark Headliner. In fact, the stories were so factual the city slicker who wrote them came close to being run out of the Hungry Hills on a rail. In the little town of Chadwick the following note was posted on the bulletin board in the gas station: "Warnin to Clarnce Flugle: "A dropped match, a burned house. Beware."
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The Code of the Hungry Hills:
1. Don't shoot strangers until you can see the whites of their eyes.
2. Do unto others as you know they will do unto you, if they can.
3. Don't take anything that's locked up or nailed down.
4. Don't shoot trespassers until they're on your property.
5. Anyone wearing a suit and a tie is fair game day or night.
6. Townfolks is fair game after dark.
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