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	Interviewer -~- - —-----~--~  ~Li_~ps Irexie Robertson    --~ -
	Person interviewed -	~ Ax~kansas

	Age  80






	I was born nine miles south of Nashville, Tennessee. The first I ever knowed or heard of a war, I saw a lot of the funniest wagons coming up to the hot~se from the road. I called the old mistress. She looked out the window and pushed me back ~p in the corner and shot the door. She was so soared. I thought them things they had on their coats (buttons) was pretty. I found out they ~as brass buttons. I peeped out a crack it was already closed ‘cept a big crack, I seed through. Well, the wagons was high in front and high ul the back and sunk in the middle. Had pens in the wheels instead of axels. Wagon had a box instead of a bed. The wagons would hold a crib full of corn. They loaded up everything on the place there was to eat and carried it off. My folks and the other folks was in the field. Colored folks didn‘t like ‘em taking all they had to eat arid had stored up to live on. They didn‘t leave a hog nor a chicken, nor anything else they could find. They drove off all the cows and calves they could find. Colonel Sem Williams, the old master, soon did go to v~ar then. The folks had a hard time making a living. Old mistress bad four girls and her baby Ed was one day older than I was. Tiie children of the hands played around in the woods and every place and stayed in the field 1f they was big enough to do any work.