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	I(arntny ~ni1ine was a faithfu.1 old black mammy ‚ true to life and. traditions, ax4 refused~ her freedom, at the close of the war, as wanted to stay and. raise 901d Massa‘s chilluns,“ which she did., for she was nursing her sixth generation in the Wad~e1l family at the time of her death. Even to that generation there was a close tie between the southern child and his or her black mammy. ~ strange almost u.nbelievable thing happened to ~ni1ine; she was born a deaf mute, but her hearing and speech was restored rnan~r years before her death, when lightening struck a tree uniier which she was standing.
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	Superstitious beliefs were strong in her and. her tales of“hants“ were to

“her little white chilluns“, really true but hair—raising. Then she would talk and live again the “days that are no more“, te hing them o f the happy prosperous, sunny land, in her negro dialect, and then tell o f the ruin and desolation behind. the Yankees; the h~d times my white folks had. in the reconstruction days negro ard carpetbag rLtle; then give them glimpses of good — much courage, some heart anci human feeling; p erhaps ending wi th an outburst of the • negro sp iritual ‚ her favorite being, “Swing low, sweet ebariot, coming for to carry n~ home.“

	After a faithful service of 106 years, ~niline died in 1932 at the home of ~frs. Joim G. High, a gre&t-granddaughter of L. W. C. Waddell living nine miles north of Lonoke, a~. the grown up great—great—grandchildren still miss ~