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"Me? Oh, I done waahin 1 and ironin f mostly, cooked and most anything I
could get to do* I f m all worked down now though*
"We emigrated from Georgia to Mississippi* All my children born there•
"I f member the soldiers had guns and we was scared of f eiru We looked
for f em to come up the road but they come out of the woods and was around
us right now. They didn f t mind creeks or nothin 1 , ridin* horseback or
walking I know they said, f We ain f t gwine hurt you. f
"Old master f s mother and father was named Sally and Billy* ♦Member
f em? f Co f se I do—many times as I waited on that table* But they all dead
f fore I even thought about be in* grown*
now*
"Oh, yes ina f am, we had a plenty to eat. That f s the reason I misses it
*I went to school one year but I had to work so hard I done forgot
nearly everything I learned. I can read a little but my eyes ain f t no
good.
"Dom Ku KLux—you dassent be out after dark* You better not be out /
on the street after dark* But Sunday night they didn*t bother you when
you went to church*
"I was raised up with two white girls and their mother didnH *low us
to get out of the yard*
"I used to pick peas and cotton* Yes rna f am, that was when we was with
the same old man, George Jones. I used to huddle (herd) cows for miles
and miles. My mother was the milk woman. I don f t know how many she
milked but she milked a heap of f em*
"Used to climb up in trees and tear our clothes. Then they f d whip us*
Old master say, f Don f t you tell me no lie. 1 Then old Miss Sally would get
a stick and make out she gwine kill us, but she wouldn't touch us a lick*
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