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‘II seed slaves sold and you has hearec5. cattle bawl whei

.	de calves took from de in~mzny e~ad dat de wa~T de slaves bawls. ~VheR massa sell de slave he rn~ke ‘em wash up and grease de face good aiad st9nd up straight and he fatten ‘em jus‘ like you do h~iwg~ to sell. I h~d de good massa, He w~.s good to black debbils, what he call us niggers. Us could rest when us git to de quarters or go by de big tank and take de bath, a?ld every Satuxc1~y night ils git ~e holiday and have banjo ~d tin p~n beatin‘ and dance. On Christm~s massa kilt de big h~wg and us fix it just like us wants and have big dinner,

	“Massa have doctor when us sick. He s~y us too val‘ble, If us sold u.s bning ‘bout $1,000. Old mammy could fix de chars and git us well. She gather bark ~nd m~ce de tea. Most us sic~ess chill and fever. Sometime a slave git leg broke and massa say he no more ‘count and finish him ~p with de club.

	“Massa nearly kilt in de f~ightin‘ end he h~d he doctor write missy to set us free. I h~d two wives and missy said. I couldn‘t keep but one, so I takes Mary and us starts out for Texas, a-foot . Us most starved to death ‘fore us ~ot here ~nd then us have hard time. But dere plenty wild meat and dat what us lived on three, four year. Us had two chilIen end den she dies and I m,xry a half—Indian gal a~d she died. Us jus‘ ‘greed to live together in dem days, no weddin‘. Then I marries Lucie Grat and us have li chilien and de preacher calls us m~ end wife. I‘s peppy to 17 chillen and I ~ know how m~y gr~dchillei. Lucie say moretn a hun‘erd.