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those songs they sung at funerals. One of them started off something
	I ike thi s ‚	D‘ t WantYou toGrieveAfter Me.	Ify mother used to

t eli me that ‘~t en sh e was baptized they sung ‚ You Shall Wear a L1i~

~	Whenever I get to studying about her it seems to me I can hear my mother singing that song again. She did love it so much.

	“No, main, there didn‘t none of the darkies on Marse George Sellar‘s place run away to the North, but some on Marse Tommy Angel‘s place ran to the West. They told. me that when Little Charles Angel started out to run away a bird. flew in front of him and led hirn all the way to the West. Understand me, I em not saying that is strictly so, but that is what I heard old folks say, when I was young. When darkies wanted to get news to their girls or wives on other plantations and didn‘t want Marse George to know aboat it, they would wait for a dark night and. would tie rags on their feet to keep from making any noise that the pat~erol1ers might hear, for if they were caught out without a pass, that was something else. PateroUers would go out in squads at night and whip any darkies they caught out that could not Show passes. Adern Angel was a great big nan, weighing about 200 pounds, and he slipped out one night without a pass. When the paterollers found him, lie was at his girl‘s place where they were out in the front yard stewing lard for the white folks. They ktiew he didn‘t belong on that plantation, so they asked him to show his pass. Adam didn‘t have one with him, and he told them so. They made a dive for him, and then, quick as e flash, he turned over that pot of boiling lard, and while they were getting the hot grease off of them he got away and carne back to his cabin. If they had caught