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	Person Interviewed	Àp~it MittleFreeman	Aged ‚Çj~

Home ~ ~ NorthLittle Rock. In home of granddaughter.





Story by Aunt Mittie Freeman


	“Howdy, honey. Corne on in and set down. It ‚ s awful hot ‚ am‘ t it? What you come to see me for? You says old uncle Boss tell you I‘se old slave lady? That‘s right. ~That‘s right. Us old war folks never fer~its the others. Anything you wants to know, honey, jest go on and ax irie • I got the be ste st rem em brance.

	Orange county, Missi saippi. was where I was borned at but I been right here in Arkansas before sech thing as war gonna be • In slavery, it was, when my white folks done corne to Geraden. You know where that is? — Camden on the Ouachita? That‘s the place where we come. Yes Ma‘am, it was long before the war when the doctor ~ I means Dr. Williams what owned my pappy and all us younguns - say he going to Arkansas. Theys rode in the fine carriages. Us slaves rode in ox wagons. Lord only knows how lon~ it tuck a-coming. avery night we camped. I was jest a little tike then but I has a remembrance of everything. The biggest younguns had to walk till theys so tired theys couldn‘t hardly drag they feets; them what had been a—riding had to ~et out the ox wagon and walk a far piece; so it like this ~e go on.

	Dr. Williams always wanted to keep his slaves together. He was sure good man. He didn‘t work his slaves hard like some. My pappy was a kind of a manager for Doctor. Doctor tended his business and pappy ruuned