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some but I never did. get no whipoing. He would strit te~ to the waist and. vthip tein with a long leather strop, about as wid.e as two fingers and fastened. to a handle.

	Then de vzar broke out everthing was chanced. l~y young Masters had to ~o. T. H. Mc~eovrn, the oldest was a Lieutenant and w~s one of the first to co. It nigh broke all of our hearts. Pretty soon he sent for me to come and. i:ee~ him conicany. Old. i~aster let me go and. I stayed in his quarters. He was stationed at Atlanta and. Griffin, Georgia. I‘d stay with him a weei:~or two ~nd 11d. go hor:~te for a feir~ clays and I‘d take back food. and fruit. I stayed. with him and waited on h~i still he got used to being in the army and they noved hirn out to fighting. I ranted to ~o on with hirn but he would.ntt let Lie, he told. me to ~o back andtake care of Old Master and Old 1~istress. They was getting old by then. Party soon Young ~ster got wounded purty ~bad an~ they sent me home. I never went back. • I got a ttpasstt to go home. Course, after the war nothing was right no more. Yes, vre ~î~s free but we didntt J~ow what to do. We did.ntt vïantto leave our old Master and. our old houe. ~Ve stayed on and. after a while my pappy come hone to us. Dat ~as de best thing about de war setting us free, he could. corne bad: to us.

	We all lived. on at the old plantation. Old Master and old. Mistress died. and yoirng Master took charge of de farm. He couldntt a‘done nothing without us niggers. He didnit know how to work. He was good to us and divided the crops with us.

	I never went to school n~ch but my white folks learned. nie to read.

. and write,. I could always have any of their books to read, and they bad lots of ?em.

Times has changed a lot since that time. I dontt Imow where the :‚ world. is much better now, that it has everthin~ or then when we d.id.n‘t have

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