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T~(~ when ~iss ~‘ary Berry tuk ohar~e of de‘ house dey made Uncle ~arry and his Wife, Aunt ‘Liza, ~

	‚ “Marse Alec growed all his corn on his G6oger ~rick plantation. He planned for evvything us needed and dere .~rn‘t but mighty little dat he didn‘t have raised to tŕke ‘eer of our needs. Lordy, didn‘t I tell you what sort of shoes, ~o;1estocksboes is? Dem was de shoes de ‘omens wore and dey ‘.~d extra pieces on de sides so us wouldn‘t knock holes in ‘em ~:C~ quick. .

“De fust time I ever seed Marse Alec ‘to know who

. e I//as, I warn‘t more‘n 6 years old. Uncle Stafford had went fl:~~~hin‘ and cotched de nicest mess of fish you ever seeds lie
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oleant ‘em and put ‘em in a pan of water, and told nie to take

•~T1 U~ to de bi~ house to ~arse Alec. I was skeered when I ~‘en~ in de big house yard and axed, what looked lak a little ‘.~:)T, ~vh~tr Marse Alec was, and I was wuss skeered when he said:

‘i~1:s is LLarse Alec ~rou is talkin‘ to. ‘rJhat you want?‘ I ~3le hirn Uncle Stafford sont him de fishes and he told me:

“i~ake ‘em to de kjtchen and tell ‘Liza to cook ‘em for me.‘ I silo ain‘t never ~wine to forgit dat.

	.	“One day dey sont trie wid a bucket of water to ~e field, and I had to ~o through de peach orchard. I et so ~i~ny peaches, I was ‘most daid ~tvhen I got back tode house. Jey had to drench rae down wi‘d sweet milk ‚ and rrom dat day to
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~.is I ain‘t never laked peaches‘. From den on Marse Alec

o&lled me de ‘peach gal.‘
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