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fore the darkies and turi~~ing them loose ~1th the clothes they bad on and

what they could tote away. No lend, no home, no place; they ro~ed around.

	“When it was freedc~a the thing papa done was go to a place and start out share croppin ‚ . Poiks had no horses or xatlee. They had. to p1ot~gh new ground with oxen. I ploughed when I was a girl, ploughed oxen. If you had horses or mu.1e8 and the Yankees come along three or four years after the war, they would swap horses, ride a piece, and if they had a chance swap horses again. Stealing went on during and long after the war.

	“The Ku Klux was awtul in South Carolina. The colored folks had no church to go to. ‘They gather around at folks‘ houses to haire preaching and prayers. One night we was having it at our house, only I was the oldest and was in another room sound asleep on. the bed. There was a crowd at our house. The Jüi Klux come, pulled off his robe and door face, hung lt up on a nail in the room, and said, ‚ Where ‚ s that ~ïm J~esus? ‚ He pulled him oi~it the roœa. The crowd r~n off. Mama took the three little children but forgot me and ruii off too. They beat papa till they thought he was dead and throwed him in a fence corner. He was beat nearly to death, just cut all to pieces. He crawled to my bad and woke ins up and back to the steps. I thought he was dead — bled to death —~ on the steps. Mama come back to leave and found he was alive. She doctored him up and he lived thirty years after that. ~ left that morning.

	“The old white woman that owned the place was rich ~ big rich. ~ie been complaining about the noise ~ singing and preaching. She called him Praying ;Tim Jesus till he got to be called that around. He prayed in the field. ~he said he disturbed her. Mama said one of the Ku KLux she knowed been raised up there close to Master Barton‘s but papa said he didn‘t know One of them that beat on him.