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	“I‘ve lived here ‘bout 65 years. I was born in slavery on de Hill place in Farmington. ~i~r iaother~s naine was Catherine. Father?s naine was George. L A brother and sistah of mine was sold as slaves ‘fore I was born. I nevah saw them. L~y father was sold away from my mother. (air home was not pleasant. The mistress was cruel. Her brother would go down in de orchard and cut de sprouts and pile ‘em up under de houseso as de rnis~
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tress could use ‘era on us. Sh~ also used a bed-stick to whip with.

	“One day we took de cows to pasture and on de way home I storped to visit Mrs. Walker and she gave me a goose egg. And den when we got home de old mistress kicked nie and stomped on us and broke my goose egg. Did‘n ‚ ~.

mind de whipping but sure hated to break nay egg. •
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	“Our cabin was one room, one door and one fire place. Our mistress

was a rich woman, and she had three husbands. She had a big square smoke house full of hog, beef, deer, all pickled away. She had 12 cows and lots of butter and a spring-house.

	“To eat we had corn meal and fried meat dat had been eaten ~ by bugs . We had some gravy and all ate ‘round de ians like pigs eating slop. knd. we had a tin cup of sour milk to drink . Sometimes we would have ginger— bread. Dis was ‘bout twice a year.

	“Mybrother d~t was a slave ran off with four or five other boys and never eonie back. He went west and~ died in Hon~lula. They had. a ‘niager

~	Fai~ix~ton who would fake care of de slaves who were hard to