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gwine to do no diffunt, nohow. Wheii they ain‘t‘oepted at St. Peter‘8 gate, I‘s~e sho they‘s gwixie to wish they had heeded folksthat talked to ‘em and. tried to hoip ‘em.

	“Weddin‘s? Didn‘t you know slaves didn‘t have sho ?floUg~ weddin‘s? I~ a slave man saw a girl to iii s lakin‘ and wanteã her to make a home ror him, he just axed her owner if it was all right to take her. III the owner said ‘yes‘ then the man and girl settled down together and behaved theyselves. Ii~ the girl ‚ lived on one plantation and the man oh another that was luck tor the girl‘s marster, ‘oause the chillun would belong to him.

	“Right now I cantt call to mind. nothin‘ Us played when I was a chap but marble games. Us made them marbles out of clay andbaked ‘em in the sun. Grown folks used to scare chillun ‘bout Raw ifead and Bloody Bones, but that was mostly to make chillun git still and quiet at. night. I ain‘t never seed no ghost in my life, but I has heared a heap or sounds ~ and warn‘t able to find out what made them noises.

	.	“When slaves got sick Marsh Robert was good enough to ‘em; he treated ‘em riglit, and allus sont for a doctor, ‘specialiy when chillun was borned. Oil, turm‘ pentine, and salts was the medicines the doctors give the most of to slaves. ‘sore they was sick enough to