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SLAVE NARRATIVES - Library of Congress

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"Granny's head was all split open* I lived to see all that* White<br />

folks said her husband done it but she said one <strong>of</strong> her old master's struck<br />

her on the head with a shoe last#<br />

"My papa said he'd hit boards and stood on them all day one after<br />

another working cold days*<br />

"Master Wade Deal at freedom give papa a pair <strong>of</strong> chickens, goats,<br />

sheep, turkeys, a cow; and papa cleared ten acres <strong>of</strong> ground to pay for his<br />

first mule* He bought the mule from Master Wade Deal*<br />

"Old Master Deal used to run us from behind him plowing* We tease him,<br />

say what he'd say to the horse or mule* He'd lock us up in the smokehouseo<br />

We'd eat dried beef and go to sleep* He was a good old man*<br />

"Grandpa Henry Pool went to war* Papa was sold from the Pools to the<br />

Deals• Grandpa played with us* He'd put us all up on a horse we called<br />

Cld Bill* He said he got so used to sleeping on his blanket on the ground<br />

in war times till he couldn't sleep on a bed* He couldn't get <strong>of</strong>f asleep*<br />

"Grandpa found a pitcher <strong>of</strong> gold money been buried in old Master Pool's<br />

stable* He give it to them* They knowed it was out there*<br />

"Mother was with Miss Betty Beed in most <strong>of</strong> war times* Miss Betty hid<br />

their jewelry and money* She spoke <strong>of</strong> the Yankees coming and kill pretty<br />

chickens and drink up a churn <strong>of</strong> fresh milk turned ready for churning* It<br />

oe in the chimney corner to keep warm* They'd take fat horses and turn<br />

their poor ones in the lot* They never could pass up a fat hog* They<br />

cleaned out the corn crib*<br />

"All ray kin folks was field hands* I ploughed all day long*<br />

"Papa said his ole distress Deal was out under an apple tree peeling<br />

apples to dry* A white crane flew over the tree and fluttered about over<br />

ter* Next day she died* Then the old man married a younger woman*<br />

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