Interviewer	~  ~(isi~sne Robertson  ~

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	~I&t~s, I don‘t know a whole heap beat Mr. Winibeish. I don‘ t know no other name that that they ai]. call him, Scme I heard aay it 11k. Wimbush. He was a great big men, big in here ßhea~3, big In here

[~atc~iiach] . He have hair bout color youn Eii&it) . He have big blue eyea jes‘ aparklin‘ round over the victuale on the table. He was a lively men.

H, had a heap to tell and a heap to talk bout. He had fair akin and rosy jaW8 full round face. H. laughed out loud pretty often. He looked tine when he laughed too. They all was foolish bout him. He was a new~ co~er in there • I ‘ t know uhah he stay. He ocine down the road re~i1ar as Fridey come ‚ going to practice em march in ‚ . Looked like bout fifty fellows. I never seed Mr. Wimbeish on a horse all time he pase.d long that road. He miter jas‘ et round song the people while he stayed there. He wore red ‘applette‘ on h18 shouldere. I never seed him outer that fresh etarched white suit. It was fishtail coat and had red banda stitched all round the edge and white breetchee 4b.tthew+“with red bend.a down the aide. He sure was a young men. They had him bout different places eatin‘. Old mistress said, ‘Fix up a good dinner today we gwiner have company.‘ That table was piled full. It was tine eatin‘. ~e eay so imich I couldn‘t forgit. Never was a Yankee what have a heart h couldn‘t underetand. I don‘t know ihat he was. He wae so different.
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