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Early on the next morning the ships were within sight of the high lying coast of Norway. By Thorir's treacherous advice, Olaf had steered his course for a part of the country where Earl Hakon's power was greatest, and where it was expected that Hakon himself might at that time be staying. Steering in among the skerries Olaf made a landing on the island of Moster, in the shire of Hordaland.

"But I sure have seen some hard times. I have washed and cooked and done 'bout everything. Sometimes I have something to eat and sometimes I don't." Mrs. Carol Graham Mrs. Mildred Thompson El Dorado District Fannie Sims. Customs. "How ole is ah? Ise about 78. Yes'm ah wuz live durin de wah. Mah ole moster wuz Mistuh Jake Dumas we lived near de Ouachita rivuh bout five miles fum El Dorado landin.

Horton saw that here was a romance in slave-life that the man and woman were in love with each other. "Well, if you can't pick cotton," he said to Alston, "what can you do?" "Mos' anything else, moster. I kin do ev'rything 'bout cawn; I kin split rails; I kin plough; I kin drive carriage." "Could you run a cotton-gin?" "Reckon so, moster: the black folks says it's tolerbul easy."

There ought to be any number of them on the mainland, for I happen to know that many of you black people make the most of your living on the water." "Dat's a fac', moster," replied Jonas, "but I aint no pilot. Dey used to be some on de mainland, but dey aint dar now. Dey up to de forts on de Island." "All of them?" inquired the captain.

If I've got a negro that needs floggin' ev'ry night, I'll sell him or give 'im away, or turn 'im out to grass to shif' for himself. I'll be out there soon, an' 'ten' to things. If anybody needs a floggin', tell Buck to send 'im to me. Tell the folks to work like clever Christians, an' they shall have a fus'-rate Christmas a heap of Christmas-gifts." "Yes, moster."

"You needn't pester yourself about that. I got a letter for you the other day from her," the doctor said, fumbling in his pockets. "Yer did, sah?" Alston said with interest. "Yes: here it is. Can you read? or shall I read it to you?" "Ef yer please, moster." Then Dr.

"Oh, yes, sar; dere's plenty of dem at Plymouth, moster." "I am as well aware of that fact as you are," interrupted the captain. "What I want particularly to know is if there are any cavalry scouting around who would be likely to pick up the men I shall probably send ashore to-night." "Not now, dey aint, sar; but a while ago dey was piles of dem.

"In Ol' Virginny we use ter say moster to jist our sho'-'nuff owners; but," he added quickly, by way of mollifying the overseer, who could not fail to be stung by the covert jeer, "it's a heap better ter say moster ter all the white folks, white trash an' all: then yer's sho' ter be right." At this speech there was in Mr. Buck's rear much grinning and eye-rolling. But Mr.

"What?" exclaimed the gunboat captain, so suddenly that Jonas jumped, and the executive and the officer of the deck looked surprised. "Did you call him Beardsley, and say that he commanded the Osprey?" "Dat's de name, moster," replied Jonas. "He cotch some Yankee vessels outside, an' when de gunboats get too thick on de bar, he take de two big guns out, load up wid cotton, an' run de blockade."

Name: Mattie Ross Occupation: Gardening Residence: South Field, Oil Field. Ah wuz born aftuh surrender. Ah guess ah'm about 74 years ole. Mah pa wuz er slave an mah ma wuz too. Dey moster wuz name Green Traylor an dey lived right down dar at Tula Creek. Mah mistess wuz named Martha Traylor an dey name me aftuh huh. Mah name is Martha Lee Traylor. Aftuh she mahried huh name wiz Martha Tatum.