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you say ? Weil, reckon youtre right. I ahi h~d no schoolin an I Can ‘member lots o tines I used~ to know.~‘..

	.	“Billy ~ worked me in de fields. A~ his wife MissNancy say she ~wine stop it,‘cause I was so pretty she fraid somebody come st~l me.~ Aunt Mollie ~zuried her face in her apron and had a good lai.~h. “fley ‚aid I was de pretties girl anywhars about.H~d teeth jes like pear1s.Whoops~Look at em now. Am ~ot ‘nuff left to chaw wid. You notices how tight—com~lected I is? My own father was a full-blooded eherokeeindian. De Yanks captured him an
	killed him.“	S

	t, I was hoein in de fiel d. dat t ime ~o s s c om ‚ long ~ nä. see me and say he swine marry me. An,jes like he tell you, we was married in less d~an six months.

.	We been liirTh togedder evy ßince and we dits a,ion~ good.We have had. blessins‘ al1d~ got a lot to be th~kful for. Could. have more to eat sometimes,but we sits alone someways. ~I~am a good cook. i~.1iss NL~flCy ~ teached me ail kInds o cookin, puttin up i~erries,zn~kin pickles andbakin bread and cake ~n evy‘ting. Her oie man Cain give us good ~ dem days.Monday mornins~ we ~o to d.e 0~ins to.. ~it

-S	rations for de week. Dey ~ib us three pounds wheat, a peck o meal, a galon o molasses, two pound o lard, two pound o brown sugar, rice an evy‘ting. I use to h&ve plates an china. white folks ~ib me. White woman corne one de~r,say. she wan boa: ‘em. Took plum ni~L~ all ~ had.Didtn pay ni~e maçh o xxthin‘ either.~~

.	0Yes,Lord.. I does ‘~mber ‘bout de war. I‘ve see‘cI de blue an It+e see‘cI. J

. d~~rey. In 1862 1 sse‘d de soldiers formin‘ in line.I was a greet bi~ girl. . f Dem. sworde ~lisen‘ like stars. Can‘meniber whar dey was goin dat time. But I f .a4~u forgit de..timee soldiers come fora~in. Dey got all dey wented, to3,Hep‘ f dey sef‘s..an ~ont.pay.,for, .it,.never. Soldier see a chicken go i.u~der de house,

.„. . . ~ piop....,down aud....shoot ..‚~ : den call me.. to crawl under ~ house and~. fetch it.
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	oust,“ u*t MOllie buried her head. in her apron again &id lau~ed litce a chuck. ç ~~o~d7 ~OW ~ I was o~ de o~d ~a~4er d.at bli~wed at ine,whilst I wa~ tr~ru~i‘


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