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Updated: June 28, 2025
Mastah died an' den missie, she and a son-in-law took charge of de place. I missed mah sistah terrible an ran away to see her, ran away three times, but ev'ry time dey cum on horseback an git me jus befoh I got to Maxies. The missie wuz with dem on a horse and she ax where I goin an' I told her. Mah hands wuz tied crossways in front with a big rope so hard it hurt.
Some nights I dream about de old slave times an' I hear dem cryin' an' prayin', "Oh, Mastah, pray Oh, mastah, mercy!" when dey are bein' whipped, an' I wake up cryin. I set here in dis room and can remember mos' all of de old life, can see it as plain as day, de hard work, de plantation, de whippings, an' de misery. I'm sure glad it's all over. James Immel, Reporter
I come up hyeah to ax you I want dat is me an' Manette, we wants to git ma'ied." "Get married!" thundered Marston. "What you, you old scarecrow, with one foot in the grave!" "Heish, Mastah, 'buse me kin' o' low. Don't th'ow yo' words 'roun' so keerless." "This is what you wanted your Sundays off for, to go sparking around you an exhorter, too."
"Nuffin', Mas' Gawge, I wants to be away f'om my Sabbaf labohs fu' a little while, dat's all." "Why, what are the hands going to do for some one to exhort them on Sunday. You know they've got to shout or burst, and it used to be your delight to get them stirred up until all the back field was ringing." "I do' say dat I ain' gwine try an' do dat some mo', Mastah, min' I do' say dat.
All mah life I've made it mah duty to right wrongs and not only that, but to put the wrongdoers wheah they can't commit any mo' wrongs. Goliday is the mastah mind in all this trouble. Is theah a sho't cut to his ranch?" Anton knew the trails of the district like a memorized map, and he gave The Kid detailed instructions.
"Well, now if it isn't, you show me why, you're a logician." There was a twinkle in the eye of George Marston as he spoke. "No, I ain' no 'gician, Mastah," the old man contended. "But what kin' o' u'ligion you spec' I got anyhow? Hyeah me been sto'in' it up fu' lo, dese many yeahs an' ain' got enough to las' ovah a few Sundays. What kin' o' u'ligion is dat?"
When dey fine im de give im a good whippin." "I nevah seed mush trouble between de whites and blacks when I live dare. Effen dey didn want you to get married, they wouldn let you. Dey had to ask de mastah and if he say no he mean it." "When de Yankees were a comin through dem fiels, dey sho was awful. Dey take everythin and destroy what ever they could not take.
"The last words Fairfax Fairfax said as his son cantered away in his gray suit were addressed to Cahoots: 'Take good care of your Mas' Vaughan, Cahoots, and don't come back without him. "'I won't, Mastah, Cahoots flung back and galloped after his lifelong companion.
"In de summah de women weah dresses and apruns made ob linen an' men weah pants and shurts ob linen. Linsey-woolsey and jean wuz woven on de place fo' wintah clothes. We had better clothes to weah on Sunday and we weahed shoes on Sunday. The' shoes and hoots wuz made on de plantashun." "My mastah wuz Marse Harley Hunt an' his wife wuz Miss Maria Sanders Hunt.
"Sh sh, talk dat kin' o' low, Mastah, don' 'spress yo'se'f so loud!" and the old man looked fearfully around as if he feared some one might hear the words. The master fell back in his seat in utter surprise. "And, why, I should like to know, may I not speak of your age aloud?"
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