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See them big rock columns dawn dore now? D~.ts aI]. dats left of his grandness end greatness. They done more de whippin‘ post dat was in de backyard. Yes sah, it was a ‘cessity vrid them niggers. It stood up and out to ‘mind them dat if they didn‘t please de master and de overseer ‚ they‘ d. hug dat post ‚ and de lend of dat whip lash gwine to flip to de hide of dat back of their‘s.

	.	“I ain‘t a oomplainin‘. He was a good n~.ster, bestëst in de land ‚ but he just have to have a whippin‘ post ‚ ‚ cause ‘ 11 find a whole passle of bad niggers when you gits a thousand of them in one flock.

	“Screech ow]. holler? Women and men turn socks and stockth~s wrong side out quick, dat they did, do it ~w, u~yself. I‘s black as a cro~* but l‘a got a white folks heart. Didn‘t ketch me f‘oolin‘ ‘round wid niggers in radical times. I ‚ s as close to white folks thon as peas in a pod. Wore de red shirt and drunk a heap of brandy in Columbia, dat time us went dawn to General Uaapton into power. I ‘dare I hollered so loud goin‘ ‚ long in de procession, dat a nice idiite lady run out one of de houses dom dere in Columbia, give ~ two biscuits and. a drum stick of chicken, patted me on di shoulder, end say: ‘Thai~k God for all de big black men dat can holler for Governor Hampton as loud as dis one does . ‚ Then I hollers some more for to please dat Lady, though I had to take de half chaired chicken out dis old mouth, and she laugh ‘bout dat ‚ tU she ~ cried. She didi

	“Well, I‘ 11 be rookin‘ ‚ long balance of de~e days~ e. hollerin‘ for Mr. Roosevelt, juat as loua as I holler then for IIan~pton.