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water I always give them some. She took the bucket, made me go
wid her, poured the water out in the path under a shade tree,
and made me take ! nother bucketful^, home, I thought she was so
mean; I didn't know what she was doing that about. Got to the
house she put me on a clean chemisette. I slipped off down to
the feed house, lay down, my head on the cotton seeds, and went
to sleep.
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"When Master Dock come he woke me up, wanted to know why
I didn't meet him. He seen that blood. Went on to the house.
Pie ask her what done my head that way. She say, f She went to
the spring, fell down, spilled the water, and hurt it on a rock. f
I told him that wasn't so - not sol I told him all bout it. He
told her she ought to be 'shamed treat good little nigger chap
mean, He was so sorry for me. She didn't care. They had been
goin 1 to old missis house every week. It was three weeks f fo
she would go. I got to see my mama, 'fo she died,
ff 01d Mistress Emily was a doctor woman. Dock told her,
'L-ana, Scrubbs jumps and screams bout a hour late every evening
wid. her head. f When it got late it hurt and I screamed and jump
up and down. Mistress Emily come got me in her arms, put me to
sleep. When I woke up Dock and Kitty gone home with the babies.
I cried bout being from the babies; I loved em, never been away
froiri em 'fo. She got three maggots and says, ! Scrubbs, see what
I ;:ot out your little head.' Mama had died then. She say, f Your
mana would want me to keep you here wid me.' She kept me till
1 t healed up. Them maggots big as a sage broom straw. We swept
the floor wid sage straw tied together then. Mistress Emily kept
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