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better than other kind of folks, and she tracked her children down and stayed In the south. My mother was only part Negro; so was her brother, my uncle Torn. He seemed all Indian. You know, the Cherokees were peaceable Indians, until you got them mad. Then they was the fiercest fighters of~ any tribes.

	Wait a minute, lady. I want to tell you first why I didn‘t get educated up north like my white brother and sister. Yust about time tor me to be born my papa went to see how they was getting along in school. He left my education money with mama. He sure did want all hia children educated. I never saw my father. He died that trip. After awhile ïr~a~na married a colored man name Lee. He took my school money and put me in the cotton patch. It was still during the war time when my white folks moved to Arkan‘sas ; it was Desha county where they settle. Now I want to tell you about my uncle Tom. Like I said, he was half Indian. B~it the Negro part didn‘ t show h&rdly any. There was something about uncle Tom that made both white and black be afraid of him. His master was young, like him. He was name Tom ~ohnson, too.

	You see, the Warrens, what own my mother, and the J~ohnsons, were all sort of one family. MiØtress Warren and Mistress J~ohnson were sisters, and owned everything together. The Tohnsons lived in Kentucky, but came to Arkansas to farm. Master Torn taught his slaves to read. They say uncle Tom was the best reader, white or black, for miles. That was iuhat got him in trouble. Slaves was not allowed to read. They didu‘ t want them to know that freedom was coming. No nia‘ am~ • Any time a crowd of slaves gathered ‚ over~ seers and ‚ bushwhackèrs cerne and chased them ; broke up the crowd.