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them and took to his heelal Yes, sir, he flew from homes, and. he didn‘t corne back for a weekZ Yes, sir, I sholy scared that Negro nearly to deathZ ~

‘~My fathe~“s rather was a very black3 litti., fu,11-blooded, African t~egro who eo~x1d $peak only broken Engli8h. He had. a son named Adam, a brother o~ my father, living at Loohapoka, Ala. In 1867 ‚ afftei‘ freedom, this granpa o~ raine ‚ who was then living In Macon, Georgia, got mad with his wife, picked. up his Thathez‘ bed. and toted. it ai]. the way from Macon to Lochapokal Said he was done with grandma and. was going to live with Adam. A few weeks later, however, he came back throu~i Columbtts, still toting his feather bed, returning to ~randJn~ in Macon. I reckon he changed his mind. I don‘t believe he was over five feet high and we could hardly understand his talk.

“Since freedom, I have lived in Missiasippi and. other places,

bu~t most of my life ha8 been spent right in and. around Columbus.

I have had one husband and no children. I became a widow about

35 years ago, and I have since remained one because I find that

I can serve God better when I am not bothered with a Negro man.~

Mary Gladdy claims to have never attended søhool or been privately taught in her life. And she can‘t write or even form the letters of the alphabet, but she gave her interviewer a very Convincing demonstration of her ability to read. When asked. how she mastered the art of reading, she replied: “The Lord revealed it to me.“

For more than thirty years, the Lord has been revealing his work, and many other things, to Mary Gladdy. For more than twenty