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now. Folkses lived right and was tuk better keer of and dere warn‘t so much reason for ‘em to die out den. When somebody did die, folkses corne from miles and miles around to de buryin‘. Dey give de slaves de same sort ot funerals de white folkses had. De corpses was washed good all over wid hot water and home-raade soap, den dey was dressed and laid out on de COOilfl‘ boards ‘tu de cyarpenter rrlafl had time to make up de coffins. Lordy, Missy, ain‘t you never seed no coolin‘ board? I ‘spects dey is all gone fl(~W though. Dey looked a good ueal lak ironin‘ boards, only dey had laigs to stand on. Lots of times dey didn‘t dress de corpses, but sus‘ wropped ‘ein in windin‘ sheets. Dem home-made, pine coffins didn‘t look so bad atter dey got ‘em painted up and lined nice. Dey driv de wagon what had de corpse on it right slôw to de graveyard. De preacher talked a little and prayed; den atter de mourners had done sung sornepin on de order of Harps From DeTomb, dey shovelled in de dirt over de cofrin whilst de preacher said comfortin‘ words to de fambly of de daid. Evvy plantation had its own. graveyard wid a fence around it, and dere was a place in it for de sleves‘nigh whar deirvthite folks was buried.

	“Honey, didn‘t you never hear tell of Dr. ~‘rank Jackson? He was sho‘ a grand doctor. Dr. J~ackson made up his own medicines and toted ‘em ‘round wid him all de time. ~e wes close kin to our Marse Andy Jackson‘s faxnbly. All dem ~Tacksons down in ‘Gonee was good white folks.