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chillun, ±“eet sore. We had a little meat, corn meal, a tray, and man~ny had. a tin pan . One night we eame to a old houa e; some one had put wheat straw in it. We staid there, next mornin‘ ‚ we e orne back home • Not to Marster ‚ s ‚ but to a white ‘oman named Peggy McClinton, on her plantation. We stayed there a long time. De Yankees took everything dey could, but dey didn1t give us anything to eat. Dey give some of de tomen shoes.

	“I thinks Mr. Roosevelt is a fine man and he do all he can for us.