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L~i~.eth Watson,Hawklnavlfle ‚ Geor~g1,a.


Toni Moaruder, cne of the oldest living ex-slaves In Pulaski County, was sitting on the porch of his son‘s hcane when we went in to see huit. His gi‘izzled old head began to nod a “GOOd morning“ and his brown face became wreathed in smiles when he saw us.

He looked very small as he sat in a low straight chair by the door.

His shirt end overalls were ragged but spotlessly clean. On his feet were heavy shoes that were kept free froel dirt. His c~plexicn was not black as saae of the other membersof his race but was a light brown. ‘There were very few wrinkles in his face considering the fact that he was one hundred and two years old in ~une. He spoke in a quiet voice though sœiewhat

i~altorin~l~r as he sufte.v~s ~reat1y frŒa ~À3t‘uIa~.

“Were you born in this county, Uncle T~?“ we asked.

“No marn, Mts~is,“ he replied. “Me and my mother and sister wuz brought fran Virginia to tbis state by the speculators and sold here. I was only about eighteen or twenty and I was sold for $1250. My mother was given to one of Old Marster ‚ s married obillun. ~

“You see, Missus,“ he spoke again after a long pausec “We wuz put on the block just like cattle and sold to one man today end another tanorrow. I

wuz sold three times after caning to this.state.«

Tan could tell us very little about his lite on the large plantations be-.

cause his feeble old mind would only be clear at intervals. He would begin relating scme incident but would suddenly break off with, “I‘d better leave

that alone ‘cause I done forgot.“ H remembered, h~ever, that he trained
Ex. Slave #~4.