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Tell her I name her, ~ry, for her, but I ispects ao~ folks‘ll call her t Polly‘ ‚ just lak they cal]. your i~ma, ‚ Folly‘.

“I was a strong gal, went to de field when I‘s twelve years old,

of cotton, ‚ long wid de grown ones ‚ and pick my 150 pounds of

I wasx~‘ t scared of de cows ‚ they s et me to milkin‘ and ChUrniU .

Dat took me out of de field. House servants ‘bove de field ser-‘ days. If you didn‘t git better rations and things to eat in de

house, it was your o~n fault, I tells yoni You just have to help de chiflun to take thin~a and while you dom‘ dat for thema, you take thii~s for yourself.

I never eaU. it atealin‘. I just call it takin‘ de jams, de jellies, de b18cuits, de butter and de ‚ lasses dat I heve to reach up and steal for them c~hil~lun to hide ‘way in deir little atommtchea, and me, in my big belly.

	“When Joe drive de youw~ doctor; Marse Riley, out to see Mise Harriett,

while ~rse Riley dein‘ his courtin‘ in de pe.r~or, Joe was dciii‘ his courtin‘ in de kitchen. Joe was as sm~rt as de nex‘ one, Us n~de faster time than them in de parlor; us beat them to de mr~rriage. ~.rse Riley call it de altar, but Joe always laugh and say it was de halter. Many is de time I have been home

them sixteen chillun, when him was a gallavantin‘ ‘round, ami I wished I

a got a real halter on dat husband of mine.

	t, I t 1on~s to de Gladden‘ e Grove African Ma~,thodist ‚ Piscopal Church. Too old to shout but de great day is oomin‘ ‚ vthen Pli shout and sing to de music of dat harp of 10,000 strIngs up yonder. ~i& Wo&t dat be a joyful day, when dose old aiim‘ bones gonna rise again. (Then the old darkey became auf-‘ fused in tears, lapsed into a sileuoe and apathy, from which she couldn‘t be aroused, Finally ehe slumbered and snored. It would have beex~. UX~kind to ques-‘ tion her further.)#
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cotton. As Bless G~d& vanta, them
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