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He went off on Alabama River eighteen miles frc~n us to Caholba, Alabama, I never seen him znu~eh taore. Ma had. been dead. then several years,

	“Green, my brother, took me to Miss Mary Ann Roscoe when mama died. She was my ma‘s owner. I stayed there till Green died. A whole lot of boys was standing around and. bet Green he couldn‘t tote that barrel ot molasses a certain piece. They helped it up and was to help him put it down and give him five dollars. That was late in the ebenin ‚ . He let the barrel down and a ball as big as a goose eg~ of blood corne out of his mouth. The next day he died. Master got Dr. Blevins q~uick as he could ride there. He was mad as he could be. Dr. Blevins said it weighed eight hundred pounds. It was a hogshead. of molasses. Green was rauch of a man. He was a giant. 1k. Blevins said they had killed a good man. Green was good and so strong. 1 never could Thrget it. Green was my standby.

	“The Yankees burnt Boss Henry‘s father‘s fine house, his gin, his grist m~i1l, and fifty or sixty bales of cotton and took several fine horses. They took him out in his shirt tail and. beat hua, and whooped his wife, trying to rrake them tell where the money was. • lie told her to tell. He had it buried in a pot in the garden. They went ~mnd dug it up. Forty thousand dollars in gold and silver. Out they lit then. I seen that. He lived to be eighty and she lived to be seventy-~eight years old. He had owned seven or eight or ten miles o~ road land at Howell Crossroads. Road land is like highway land, it is more costly. He had Henry and Finas married and. moved off. Miss Melia was his daughter and her husband and. the overseer was there but they couldntt save the money. I waited on Miss Melia when she got sick and died. She was fine a woman as ever I seen. Every colored person on the place Irnowed where the pot was buried. Some of them planted it. They wouldn‘t tell,