3	Fanny ~Eohnson	Hudgins	8G


	1~1e never knew quite what hap~ened. But my ~ranthnother thou~tht that the colored man what took down. the ages of the children so they‘~d know when to send them to the field must have write Master. Anybody else couldn‘t have done it. anyhow, Master v;rote back a letter and said, ‘I bought my black folks to work, not to be killed.‘ And the overseer didn‘t dare do so any more.

	NO niat8ln, I never worked in the field. I wasn‘t old enough. You see I kelDed. my grandmother. She is the one who took care of the babies. All the women from the lower end would bring their babies to the upper end for her to look after ~hi1e they was in the field. ~ mien I got old enough, I used to help rock the craules. We uced to have lots of babtes to tend. The v~omeii used to slip in an~ nurse their babies. If the overseer thou~tht they stayed too long he used to corne in an~ v~hip them out-~-~out to the fields. But they was good to us, just the saq~e. cVe had plenty to wear and lots to eat and good cabins to live in. All of them wasn‘t that way though.

	I remember the vIomen on the next plantation used to slip over and get somthinß to eat from us. The Woodfork colored folks was always ~:e1l took care o f. Our white folks was good to us.~)Durin~ the week there was somebody to cook for us. On ~undcy all of them cooked in their cabins and they