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mai~ta say sornethin~ ‘bout ~iite Pa sellin‘ us fcr debt ~nd he gits a hunerd dollars for me.

	~thoosh, it sho‘ W~‘$ a heap dif‘ent from Alabaaa, Ma~se Bat had nig~ers. I reckon he must of had. a hu~nerd of dem ~nd two nigger th~ivers, Uncle Green ~nd Uncle Joke, and a overseer. Marse Bat was niean, too, and work he slaves from daylight till nine o‘clock at night. I carries water for de hrnds, I carries de bucket on ray head and ‘fore long I ain‘t got no iQore‘ hair on my head d~n y~i has on de p~1m of you hand. No, suhl

	tt~en I gits bigger, de overseer puts me in de field with de rest.

Mirse Bat grow mostly cc~ton and it don1t make no ~ is you big or ii‘l, ;~rou better keep up or de drivers bu~rn you up with de whip, sho‘ Vnough. Old Marse Bat never put ~ lick on me all de years I ~ longs to him, but de drivers sho‘ burnt me plenty times. Sometime I gits so tired corne night, I draps right in de row and gone to sleep. Den de driver come ‘long and, wham, dey cuts you ‚ cross de back with de whip ind you ‘vakes up when it lights on you, yes, suhZ ‘Bout nine otciock dcv hollers 1cotton up‘ and dat de quittin‘ signai. We goes to de quarters and jes‘ drap on de bunk and. go to ~1eep. without riothin‘ to eat,

	HQ~ old Bat‘s place dat all us know, is work arid more work, De onlies‘ time we h~s c~f am Sunday and den we has to wash and. mend clothes. De first Sunday of de ~nonth a white p~~her corne, but ail he sa~ is tbedience to de white fOlks, and we hears ‘nough of dat without him tellint us.

	“I tznewber when White Pa come to try git mains and us chilien back. We been in Arkansas five, six year, and, whoosh, I sho‘ wants to go back to my White