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once treated as a slave cause my iViassa was my very own Daddy. Ben Eaves my husband was a slave en ohile of George Eaves my Massa‘s brother. lie ran away :~rom his l~Iassa en his Daddy en jine the U.S. Arniy during the Seoess War en l‘se now drawing a pension from Uncle Sain. I‘se sho glad dat he had sense nuff ter go dis way or I ‘d be jes like dese old ni~ ;ers dat is now on de Government.

	“Course I neùer sweep de trash out de house after sun down jest ~sweep hit i~n de corner of de room cause hit is bad luck ter sweep out de door after dark. Lawd yes squeech owls en dogs howling under de house shi God means dar is going ter be a death in de family. Wen I hears one I‘se git trembly all ober, hit makes me hot en don cold both de s~ne ti~ne.tP

	“No I haint neber seed a ghost or hant bu~ I sho don wanter see one neither. I‘se always fraid I will seed one. Sho de dead. can haut you if war not good to dem wen dey is livin‘. Signs en sech things is going out of style now but Lor wen I was a chile why seems like things war better cause of dem.“

	Nannie is a tall bright negro holding herse]!

white long hair. Her hair is very fine and wavy.

furnished very neatly in the now prevailing style.


	Slave Trades: “We had two slave traders in this town. They were Judge Houston and his son-in-‘law, Dr. Brady. They gathered up all the slaves that were unrully or that people wanted to trade and housed them in an old barn until they had enough~to take to New Orleans on a boat. They traded them down there for work in the cotton fields.


	Mary Wright, 204 W. Fourth St., Born August 1, 1865.

	“I was bru at Gz‘aoey, Kentucky on Mr. James Colemans far, in a log cabin
very straight, with real

Her cabin home was imniaculate,