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	“I was born out by Çaledonia and is 75 years old. ~y mother c~rnie from another family. My old master bought her from another man. She died when I was about eight years old and my father died about forty years ago. His name was G-eor~e Bryant but he went by de name of BrQc~k~ I was livin‘ in Pilot ~ii‘ob when Pricets raid come through. De government gave de oldman a team to make it to St. Louis. Me and my mother and my brother who was deaf and. dumb went with dem but de soldiers captured us and de old mah jumped off de mule and high tailed it to de woods. My mother ~ot out of de wagon and took my brother to de woods too. De soldier rid up to de wagon and said, ‘Little boy, you don‘t need to be afraid, I‘m after your father.‘

	“1 started to get out of de wagon and fell down under d mule	•~ arid dere I was on de ground. I ~ot up and made 2or de woods and got

in a hole where de hogs was a-wallerin‘ . I had on a dress and was

standin‘ in de rrxud up to my knees . I got lost out in de woods for	Ç:.:

three days. I ~tust laid around and slept behind a log at night and dunn‘ de dayl played in dat rnud~hole. If I seetd somebody CŒajflt in de woods I would go and hide. • -