Oklahoma Writers‘ Project	—3‘..	:16




	The old. Master whipped him ~ti1 the blood spurted all over his body, the bull whip cutting in d.eeper all the time. He finish up the whipping with a wet coarse towel and. the end. got my brother in the eye. He was blinded in the one eye but the other eye is good. enough he can see they ain‘t no use trying to run away no more.

	After the War they was more whippings. This time it was the night riders ~ thera Klan 1~olks did.n~ t fool with mean Negroe s . The mean Negroes was whipped. and. some of them shot when they do something the Klan folks didntt like, and when they come a—riding up in the night, all covered with white spreads, they was somethir~g bound. to happen.

	Them way back &ays is gone and. I is mighty glad.. The Negroes of today needs another leader like Booker washington. Get the youi~ folks to working ‚ hat s what they neea, and. get some filling in their p4€ crust re~ ligion sois when they meet the Lord their souJ4 won~t be empty like is their pocketbooks today!