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	UI remember pap tellin‘ me tbout stretchint vines acrost roads ard paths to knock de patterollers off .deir horses when dey were trying ~ ketch slaves. Pap and nia~mriy tole me niarster and n~jssus did not ‘low any of de slaves to have a book in deir house.. Dat if dey caught a slave wid a book in deir house dey whupped ‘em. D~y were keerful not to let ‘em learn readint ~id writin‘.

	‘tDey sold my sister Lucy and my brother Fred in slavery time, an‘ I have never seen ‘em in my lL~e. L~other would cry when she was tellmn‘ me ‘bout lt. She never seen ‘em anymore. I jest couldn‘t bear to hear her tell it widout cryin ‚ . Dey were carried to kUch-. mond, an‘ sold by old marster whendey were chillun.

	11We tried to ~et some news of brother and sister. ~:other kept ‘quiring ‘bout ‘em as long as she lived and I have hoped dat I could hear from ‘em Dey are dead long ago I recons, and I guess dare amt no use ever expectin‘ to see ‘em. Slavery v~us bad and Mr. Lincoln did a good thing when he fr~ed de niggers. I caint ex~ press my love for Roosevelt. He has saved so many lives. I think he has saved mine. I want to see him face to face. I purely love him ar~ Ifčel I could do better to see him and tell him so face to face.