7.	6~


embalmers dein days and. us had to bury folks de next day atter dey died. De coffins was jus‘ d~e saine for white folks arid deiΫslaves. On evvy plantation dere was a piece of ground fenced in tor a graveyard whar dey buried white folks and slaves too. My old Daddy

~	is buried down yonder on Marse lienry‘s plantation right now.

	“When a slave wanted to git married up wid a gal, he didn‘t ax de gel, but he went and told Marster ‘bout it. Marster would talk to de gal and if she was willin‘ ‚ den Marster would tell all de other Niggers us was a—goin‘ to have a weddin‘. Dey would all corne up to de big house and Marster would tell de couple t,o jine handsand~mpbaokwards overabroonistick ‚ and den be pernounced. ‘em man and wife. Dey didn‘t have to have no licenses or nothin‘ lak dey does now. If a man married up wid somebody on another place, he had to git a pass from his Marster,~ so as he could go see his wife evvy Wednesday and Sadday nights. When de patterollers cotched slaves out widout no passes, dey evex~nore did beat ‘em up. Leastways dat ‚ s what Mammy told me.

	“Dunn‘ de big war all de white folkses was off a-~fight1n‘ ‘cept dein what was too old to fight or what was toe bad crippled and ‘flicted. Dey stayed home and looked atter de ‘omans end chillun. Somebody sont Mist‘ess word dat dem yankees was on de way to our plantation and she hid evvything she co~Ld, den had de ~r~gs end hosses driv off to de swamps and hid. Mammy was crazy ‘bout ~ ret pig what Marster had done give her, so Mist‘ess told her to go on down to dat swamp quick, ~ J~us‘ as she was ~runnjn‘ back in de yard, dem yankees rid in and she seed ‘em