~ge ~8.
	!M~rse Alec. warn‘t home niuch of de t1rne~ but ~ he was der he used to walk down to d~e cabins and laugh. ~d t~IIc to his Niggers. He used to. sing a song for de s1E~ve chillun dat run sornepin lak dis:

~	‚r ‘Walk light ladies

.	f De cake‘s all dough, I You needn‘t mind de
~	weather, Lt de wind don‘t blow.‘



	Georgia giggled when she csine to the end of the 3tSflZ&. “Us didn‘t know when he wss a-singin‘ dettune to us ~~i1lun dat when us growed up us would be cake walkin‘ to de ~(~1e song.

	~	“on aundays, whenever Marse Alec was home, he ~ne lots of readin‘ out of a great big old book. I didn‘t ‘~r1~)W what lt wes, but he was pow‘ful busy wid. it. He never J:~~d~ no parties or dancin‘ dat I knows ‘bout, but he was all time h~virď‘ dem big ‘portant mens at his house talkin‘ ‘bout de busi~ ness i~y~pt tuk hirn off from home so much. I used to see Lawyer

•:~ombs dere beeps of times. He was a big, fine lookin‘ man. Another big lawyer was all time couffin‘ d~ir too, but i donč lost “_is name. - ~arse Alec hed so awful much sense in his held dat ~olkses said it stunted his growin‘. Anyhow, long as he lived 1~e warn‘t ~

	“When Uncle harry‘s end Aunt ‘Liza‘s daughter 7.‘hat was named ‘Liza, got married he was in Washin‘ton or some :lace lak dat. He writ word to Marse Linton, his half~brother,