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but you dassent to hit one of ~hm~ They would tell ~ to at~d still end put your hands OVø~ your privates, I eon‘ t ~ they‘ d have killed you. ~t you believed they would. They wouldn‘t try to keep the hounds off of you; they would set them on you to see them bite you, Five or six or seven hounds bitin‘ you on every aide and a man settin‘ on a horse holding a doubled shotgun on you~

“My old miss‘ s sister hired slave women out to o]4 J~im Holbert once,

	of them was in a delicate state, and they dug a hole and put her stomach

in it and whipped her till she could hardly walk.

	“Holbert lived to 80G the niggers freed. All ot his slaves left him pretty well when freedom cous. He managed to hold on to his money. He didn‘ t go to the War. He was pretty old. He had two sons in the War--hie wife had one in there and he had one. One of them got wounded but he didn‘ t die.

	“My mistress‘ s oldest son, Ed Sterling, ~ got shot in the Civil War. He ~ot shot right in the side at Franklin, ¶L~nnessee.. It tore his whole side off--near about killed him. Th~t he lived to ride paterole • He was mean, Catch a man in bed with his wife at night, he‘d whip him and make him go hox~e • He was the meane at man ilL the world. £11 the other eons were better than he was. His name was Kd Sterling.

	“The tiret thing I remember was work. You weren‘t allowed to re~mber nothing but work in slave times and you got whipped about that. You weren‘t allowed to go nowhere but carry the n*ilea out to the pasture to eat grass. SOmetj~~ they jump the fence and go over in the field and eat corn. M~ and another fellow named Sandy used to watch them all day Sunday, Watching the mules and working in the fields through the week was the first work I remember. Me and my sister worked on one row. The two of us r~de a hand,