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	w]: wonder if Molly‘s ~ot thera sweet ‘taters cooked what I dug this morning. They warn‘t much ‘count ‘cause the sun has baked them hard. and it‘s been so dry. If you is through with nie, I wants to go eat one of them ‘taters and then lay this old Nigger on the bed and let hua go to sleep.“