Ex-~s1ave Stories	Page Two
(Texas)








	“He corae plumb to Austin throu~gh that snow. He taken up farm In‘ and changes he naine to Alex Simpson, and changes our names, too. He cut logs and bulided he home on the side of them mountains. We never had no quarters. When night~time come he locks the chain round. our nicks and. then locks it round a tree. Boss, ou.r bed. were the grouxid. All he feed us was raw meat and green corn. Boss, I et many a green weed. I was hongry. He n~~ver let us eat at noon, he worked us all day without st op. ~!e went naked, that the way he ~rked us, Vie never had any clothes.

	“He brands us. He brand ray mother befo‘ us left Georgia. 3oss, that nearly kilt her. He brand her in the breast, then between the shoulders. He brand all us.

	“My sister, ~ainrna, was the only woman he have till he marries. Emma was wife of all seven Negro slaves. He sold her when she‘s ‘bout fifteen, jus‘ befo‘ her thby was boni. I never seen her since.

	“Boss, massa was a outlaw. He come to Texas and deal in stolen ho~ses. tT~s‘ befo‘ he‘s hung for stealtn~ liasses, he marries a young Spanish gal. He sho‘ mean to her. ~h1ps her ‘cause she want him to leave he slaves alone and live right. Bless her heart, she‘s the best gal in the world. She was the beat thing God ever put life in the world. She cry and cry every tIme massa go off. She let u.s a‘.loosé and she feed. us good one time while he‘s gone. Missy Selena, she turn us a-loose and we wash In the creek obst by. She jus‘ fasten the chain on us and give us great big pot cooked meat and corn, and. up he rides. Never says a word but come to see what us eatin‘. He pick up he whip and whip her till she falls. If I could bave got a-loose I‘d kilt
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