down, den tool: de pitcher an1 ‘gun to pour dat boum‘ water right in dat funnel stickin‘ in Marse Drewrs p~~f

Dat mari kicked an‘ strugglEd, but dat water scalded its way do~i;~n his tu‘ oat ‚ burnin‘ up his insides . Lissa brur~~‘ another pitcier full an‘ d&y wuzn‘ no pity in h€r eyes as s~e watched Ear~e Drew f1~htin‘ hi~ ~j~r +~ toment, cussin‘ all nig~ers an~ Abraham Lincoln.

	After da~ Lissa an‘ Cleve set down to wait for de sheriff. Dey kneu ttWUzflt no use to run, dey couldn‘ get nowhare. tBout sunup de folks come an‘ foun‘ M~rse Drew, an‘ dey foun‘ Lissa an‘ Cleve settIn by de door han‘ in han‘ waitin‘ . Then dem niggers tole what dey done an‘ how come dey done it dem white folks was hard. De sheriff took de rope front ‘rouiY Marse Drew an~ cut it in two pieces. He tied one rope ‘roun‘ Ci~ve1s neck an‘ one rope trount Lissa‘s rieck an‘ hung dem up in da~ big ~ak tree in de yard.

	Yes, suh, dat‘s what hapoened to my gran‘in~uuy an‘ gran‘pappy in slavery times. Dis here cabin we‘s settin in is de same cabin whare Cleve an‘ Lissa scalded Marse Drew, an‘ dat oak tree tside dc paf is de saaie tree dey was huw~ç on. $ometěnies now in de fail of de yGar when I‘se settinT in de door after de sun done gone down; an‘ de wheat am ripe an~ beiidin‘ in de win‘, an.‘ de moon am rount an‘ yeller like a mush rrielon, seems like I sees two shadows swingin‘ from de bi~ I1~&~ of dat tree -~ I sees dem swirigin~ low side by

~	s~i~e wid dey fee~t~ n~ear ‘bout touchin‘ de groun ‚ . .
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