STOFI~S	Pace Two
(Texas)





~vas the cook, called all us children o~t under the big trees and give u~ supper. This was In summer, lut nobody ever fed us but Aunt Dicey. We ~1 at~ from one bowl, or z~aybe I‘d eaU it a tr~~y, tcause it was made of woods like a bread tr~iy but bi~er, ~1g enough to hold three, four ga~.lons. Sh~ put the focd in the tray md cive each chu‘ a spoDri. Mostly w~ had pot likker and. cor~ bread. In winter w‘~ ate frcm the 3ame tr~r, bat in th~ kitchen.

	‘II never seen runaway slaves, but Marster Torn h~d a ~ighbor :iLean to ~1aves and sometimes when they was whipped we could hear ‘em
	holler,	The neighbor had. one slave called Salue, and she was a
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weaver and was to rr~ean she had to wear a chain. After she died, I

heer~d ber ghost one night. I was st~yin‘ with a white man who had the zna1aria.-typhoid~-pneuiaon±a fever, and one ~iight I h~ere~ 3a3.iie scre~u~ and seen 1i~‘ chain dr~ hack and forth. I toi‘ the ma~ I knowed it was S~Jlie, ‘cause I‘d h~ered. that scream for years. But the ma~~ said s~o was dead, s~ it ius‘ have been her ghost. I heered her nicht after nicht, screamin‘ and drag~in‘ her chain up ~x~d down.

	t1When Marster Torn says we‘s free, I goes to his sister, Miss Catline arid works ~?or her, After sev‘ral years I lamed to preach nnd l‘s the ~thor of most the Baptist churches in this çounty.