Ex-sleve Stories	Page Two
(Texas)		J







	“The äïlver corne round ana. woke everybody ~p and had ‚ ein in the field by ~îbre~c. I~s seed a whole field of nigg~rs abr~tst, hocin‘. The rows of cotton was so lone you couldn‘t make but one ‘fore dinnertime. I ~riv the ~1A, what wes n~n b~r two naules. The cotton was wro~p~d in baggin‘ ~.nd tied with ropes. It ~r~s a long ti~n~ r~‘t1er ‘fore I seed. cotton tied with steel like they bales it now.

	UI 8eed plenty nig~ers whipped while I driv the.t gin, They tied the feets afl~ h&‘tnds ~rnd rawhided ~ good. They tied a bell ~n Orte w~n‘m what run ~way ~1l the t irae. They I ~cks lt r cund her h~~id.

	‘II seed lots o±~ niggers put on the block and b±& off and carry away in chains. One woman name Venus raises her hands and hollers, t~e igh dem cattle, ~ whilst she‘ s bein‘ bid off.

	‘tThe big folks dances all night Zat‘doy. Thrt‘s all tb~ fun we had. ~ie used to sing ~

“I‘m in p. ]~dyTs garden, I~rn in g. l~y,s garden,
So 1~t rue out, I‘m sufferin‘ for water and wines

	“The slaves niost aUus sin~ whilst they~ workin‘ in the field, and one sons was

tI~en I~s here :~rou c~l1s me honey,
Then I~s gone ~rou honies evei~vbody.

or

“The TaCCOOn am de funny thins,

Ramblin‘ round in de dark.

	“i~assa Sa~~ have a cullud man what give u.s our ABC‘s. I still got mine, but didn‘t never git no further.

	“Massa Sain git kilt ‚ fore the war. A mule throwed him. He had plenty