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~	dat Was • just a smart aieok and de ca‘ ~ or i. crowd shame him and m~ him

~	slink ‘way, out de house.

“When freedom oo~, Maree Joe stay one year ‚ then leave • Sell out and

~	move to Waihalla and us i~ve to ~appy on de McNeal plaoe. Dat year tis ail j med de church, Union Church. I ~ b ‚ longe to New Hope Methodist Church.

Us nex‘ Dove to Mr. Bill Cra~rtord‘ a place. Mr. Cra~ford got to be school oommiasioner on de ‘publican ticket and white folks call him ~scaiawag. Him have pappy and all de colored folks go to do ‘leotion box and vote. Ku Kiuz come dore ßfle night end whip every nigger ~n they could lay deir haflda on.

Things quiet down then but us no ~re go to de ‘Ileotion box and vote.

	u ‘Bout dis tinE thoughts of de gals got in u~r bead and feets at de ean~ time. I was buyin‘ a biled shirt and oelhtloid collar, in Nr. Sailing Wolf‘s store, one Saturday, and in walked Ce~ly Johnson. I conmience to court her right then and dore, befo‘ I over git inside dat shirt and collar. Her have dark skin

~	and ‚~s good to look at ‚ I tell you . . I d.-saeh-shay ‚ bout dat gal ‚ lok a chicken rooster spread his wing ‘round a pretty black puUot, ‘tU I wear out her in— difference and her ~ke me happy by u*rryin‘ me. fier was too good lookin‘ and too bad dom‘ ‚ though, for ~. ~ 3h. left by de light of de ~on when us was livin‘ on do Cuimninga place, ‘bove town. Excuse me n~, dat‘s still a fresh subject of torm.xzb to ~ • Let ‚ s talk ‚ bout chances of gittin‘ dot pension, when I can git another clean white shirt,. lay ‘round de white folks again, and git dis belly tall of pot liquor.* . ~