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	“Brudder Bradberry used to come to ou~r house to hold ni‘ s ‚ but Lawsey,- i.s sy, dat mail could eat more dan any

Nigger I ever seed from dat day to dis. When us knowed tie was a— commt Mistess let us cook up heaps of stui~f, eriöugh to fill dat lone old table plu.nib Lull, but dat table was a11u8 eni~pty when. he left. Yes }iJam, he prayed whilst he was dere, but he et too. Dein prayers rnust‘a made hini raighty weak.

	“~arster Joe Campbell,~hat lived in our settlement, was sho a queer man. He had a good farm and plenty oL most eviry— thins. He would plant his craps evvy year and den, Missy, he would go plumb craz..y evvy blessed year. Folkses would jine in and wuk his craps out‘Lor him and, come harvest time, dey had to gather ‘em in nis barns, cause he never paid ‘em no mind atter dey was planted. When de wuk wa~ all done Lor him, Marster Joe‘s mind allus ccme back and he was all right ‘tu next crap—time. I told my good old niarster dat white man wárn‘t no ways crazy; he bad plumb good sense, gittin‘ all ctat wuk done whilst he jus‘ rested. Marster was a mighty good man, so he jus‘ grinned and said ‘Paul, us mustn‘t jedge nobody.‘ ~

	“When marster moved here to Athens I corne right ‘lone wid ‘im. Us started us a wuk-shopdown on dis same old Oconee River, close by whar Oconee Street is now. Dis was mostly jus‘ woods. Dere warn‘t none oL dese new—rangled stock laws den, and tolkses jus‘ Lenoed in deli‘ gyardens and let de stock run evvywhar.

Dey marked hc~ so evvybody would know his own; some eut notches