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my house burnt up, de white folks helped me ~o~dat in no time you couldri‘~t tell I ebber los‘ e thin~0

	“But, honey, de good oie days is now gone ~oreber~ De oie

~ys wa~ railly de good ti~es0 How I wish I could go back to

~e deys w‘en we lived at J~ohnson‘s landing on de riber, when de

folks would come to ketch de steaithoats and we neber knowed how

~1i~ny to put on breakfas‘, dinner or supper to‘, ca~e de boats

mought. be behin‘ times . I a th‘t rieber had to pey. a fare to ride

q steamboat needer. I was a good looklntyalier gal in dem days

~d rid free wherever I wanted to go. •

	“But whut‘s de use dreaaln‘ ‘bout de oie times? Dey‘s gone, ~nd de world is gettin‘ w.icked‘er and wlcked.‘er, sin grows bolder
~nd bolder, and ‘liglon colder and eolder~ ~ ~
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