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‚ ~‚ W.W.D~zon
Winnaboro, s. c.
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	“I 1me~ber$ when you was barefoot at de bottom; now I see you a settin‘ dere, gittin‘ bare at de top, a~ bare as d. palm of ne,‘ hand.

	~	n ~ t5 been ‚ possum uni‘ wid your pappy, when he lived on de /7 Wateree, just de war. One night us got into tribulation, I tells ‚ you& ‘Twas ‘bout midnight when de dogs make a tree. Your pappy climb

up de tree, ~it ‘bout halfw~y up, heard eumpin‘ dat once you~hears it you never forgits ‚ and data de rattlin‘ of de rattles ou a rattle snake ‚ s tail • Us both ~ stinotly hear dat sounds What us do ? Me on de ground, him up de tree, but where de snake? Dat vas de misery, U$ didn‘t know. Dat snake give us fair warum‘ though$ Marater Sea (date your pa) t low:

‘Frank, ease down on de grounds I‘ll just stay up here for a while.t I lay on them bares, skeex~ed to make a rusele. Your pa up de tree skeered to go up or dOWn& Broad daylight didn‘ t move us • Sun oo~ up ‚ he look all ‚ round from his vantage up de tree ‚ then come down, not ttil then, do 3: gits •n n~r foots.

“Then I lauch and laugh and laugh, and ask Marster Sam how he felt.

Marster Sam kinda frown and say: ‘D~i I feels like hehl Git up dat tree&

Don‘t yOuß‘ee &5~t tpossUfl~ up dire?‘ I say: ‘But ithere de snake, Marster?‘

Re 8a7: ‘Dat rattler done gone home ‚ where me and you end dat ‚ possum gorma

be pretty 50Qfl~t

	~	III b‘longs to de Peays. De father of them all was, Kershaw Peay. My mareter was his eon, Nicholas ; he was a fine ~an to just look at. My mistress was always tellin‘ him ‘bout how fine and handsoae~s~like he was . 11e ~m~st of got use to i~ howsoii~ver, mareter grin every time she talk like dat.