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	*A11 dat us chillun worein summer was jus‘ one little shirt. I t was a b ng t line ~ fore . Us‘ knowe d de re was folks anywhar dat put L~ore dan one piece of clothes on chillun in summer. Grandpa ~Tack niade de red shoes us wore widout no socks in winter. Our~ other winter clothes was cotton shirts and pante, and coat8 what b.ad a little wool in ‘ein. Summer times us went bar headed, but tinker ~ed made bulirush hats for us to wear in~ winter. Dere warnttno diff‘unt clothes for Sunday. Us toted our shoes ‘long in our hands goin‘ to church. Us put ‘em on jus‘ ‘fore us got dar and tuk ‘em off again soon a.s us got out of sight of de meetiri‘ house on de way back home.

	“Marse Joe Glover was a good man and he never whu.pped his Niggers much. His wife, our Miss Julia, was ai]. right too — dat she was. Deir three chilluns was Mies Sue, Miss Puss, and Marster ~1i1i. Marse Joe done all his own overseei&. He used to tuck his long white beard inside his shirt and button it up.

	“Dat was a fine lookin‘ turn-out of Marse Yoe‘s - dat rock— a-way car‘ lage wi d bead fringe all ‚ round de aanopy, a pair of spankint blac~k hosses hitched to it, and my brother, David, settin‘ so jroud lak up on de high seat dey put on de top for de driver.

	“Dere warn‘t no slave, man or ‘Oman, livin‘ on dat j~1antation what knowed how many acres was in it. I ‘sp.ects dere was many as 500 slaves in all. Marster ‘pinted a cullud boy to g:it de slaves UI? ‘fore day, and dey wukked f‘uin sunup to sundown.

	.	“Jails? Yes Ma‘am, dere was sèv‘ral little houses dat helt ‘bout two or three folks what dey called jails. White folks used to git locked up in ‘em but I never did ~ee no Niggers in one of dem little jaiThoûses~ I never seed no Nigge~‘s sold, but I did see ‘em