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r ~Y Mistess‘ chillun wuz all growed up so jess us little niggers
played tergether.
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	“My Mother spun an‘ wove de cloth, an‘ dyed hit, but our. 1~Iistess made our clothes. My Grandma, Nancy, wuz de cook ant shefed all de little ‘u.ns in de Mg oie kitchen whtit sot out in de yard. She had a tray she ~ut our victuals on an Ub, Uh, whut good things we had ter eat, an‘ er plenty of everything! et ~ss whut our white folks had, dey didn‘t mak‘ no difference in us when hit ~uin ter eatin‘. My Grandaddy looked atter de meat, he done everything ‘bout dat, an‘ he sho‘ k.nowed hôw ter fix it, too.

	“De fust thing I recollects is bein‘ round in de kitchen. when dey wuz makin‘ ginger cakes an‘ my Mistess givin‘ nie de pan she made ‘ein in fer me ter sop hit out.J Dey ain‘t nothin‘ whut
~	smells go~1~kdi~ki~ iii~1em days, I kain“t smell no viotuals lak‘ dat now. ~verything wuz cooked on a big oie open fire
place in one end of de kitchen. Dem good oie days done gone now. Folkes done got wiser an‘ wickeder ~ dey ain‘t lak‘ dey use ter be.“

	At Christmas Santa Ulaus found his way to the Quarters on the Gollatt plantation and each little slave had candy, apples, and “sich good things as dat.“ Aimt Jane gave a glowing description of the preparation for the Ohristmas season: “Lawdy, how de folks wu‘ked gittin‘ ready fer Ohris‘inus, fer three er b‘ days
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