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	“My young marsters was : Austin, Tom, and Nicholas ; they was• al 1 right ‚ cept they tease you too hard maybe some time ‚ and ~t to mix in wid. de ‘fairs of slave ‘muaements.

	“Now what make pou ask dat? Did me ever do any courtixi‘ ? You knows I did. Every he thing from a he king down to a bunty rooster gits kited t bout she hing‘1 s lay wake many nights ‚ bout sich things • ‘ s de nature of a he, to take after de she. They do say dat a h~ angel ain‘t got dis to worry ‘bout.

	“I fust courted Martha Harrison. Usinarry and jine de church. Us had nine chillun; seven of them livin‘ • A woman can‘t stand ~avin‘ chillun, lek a man. Carryin‘ ‚ sucklin‘ ~ and ~ tending to them wore her down, da, wid.

de malaria of de Wateree brung her to her grave.

	Il ~ sorrow over her for weeks ‚ maybe five months ‚ then I got to think— Ing how I‘d pair up wid dis one and dat one and de other ones Took to ahavin‘ again and g~ine to Winxisboro every Saturday, end different churches every Sunday. I hear a voice from de choir ‚ one unay, dat makes me s it up and take notice of de gal on de off side in front. Well sin a spasm of fright fuet hit me dat I might not git her, dat I was too old for de likes of her, and dat some no ‚ count nigger might be in de way. In a few minutes I come to m~riølf. I nsa right up, walked into dat choir, stand by her side, and

wid dis voice of mine, dat always !braots ‘tention, jined in de hyimi and out

sung them all • It was easy from dat t line on.

	“I marry Kate at de close of ô.at. revival. De day after de weddint, what you teokon? Don‘t know? Well, after gittin‘ akt‘ she we~it to de field, poke ‚ round her neck, basket on. her head and picked two hundred pounds of ootton. Date de kind of wo~ she is .‚~