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am yei livin‘ in die eame house, dat she an‘ u~ all labored an‘ worked fo‘ b~ de sweat of our brow, an‘ wid dese hands, Lord Lord Quid dem d~,,z wuz some ~ Lej~me firiishbaby1teli‘~n‘ you ‘bout
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dis house. Degroun‘ *u~bought from a lady (~o1ored) name Sis Jackey, an‘ she wuz sometimes called in dem da~‘e de Mother of Har~ neon Street Baptie‘ Church. I reftcori dis chùrch is de o1‘e~t one in Petersburg.

o, yes, honey, I can ‘member when de Yankees came into dia town; broke in etoros an‘ told all de niggers to ~o in an‘ git enyihing
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	~Then s lavee ran away t ì ;ey werk‘ br ought back t o their 1~4aster and ~isteee; when dey couldn‘t catch ‘em they didn‘t bother, but let ‘em go. Sometimes d~ slaves would go an‘ take up an‘ live at tother places; some of ‘em lived i~ de woods off of takin‘ things, Bech as hogs, corn~an‘ vegetable. from other foftke~ farm. ~ell, if dese eiav~e

~ cq~ght, dey wer~.~eo)d by their ~ew~aeters to go down)outh. Dey tell me dem Masters down South/wuz. so mean to slaves de~would let

‘em work dem cotton fields ‘tu dey fall dead eid hoes in dare hands~ ‘en would beat dem. I‘m glad to 5ay~‘4e had good o~ners.~

	There ~ a auction block, I saw right here in Petersburg on the corner of Sycamore Btreet and Bank street. Slaves were ~u~tioned off to de highest bidder. Some refused to be sold~y datj I mean, “cried“.
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Lord : Lord ~ I done seen dem young ‘une fot4 a~ d kick like crazy fofr~.; €hild it WUZ) ~ttiful to see ~em. Den dey wou‘d handcuff an‘ beat ‘em unmerciful. I don‘ like to talk ‘bout b~ck‘dar. It brun‘ a sad feelin‘ up me. If slaves ‘belied, I done seed dem w}i.ip ‘em wid a strop cal‘ “cat mine taue.“ Honey, dis strop wut ‘bout broad as yo‘ hand, from