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“Well,” he said, “Marse Jim had ’bout three hundred slaves, and he hed
one mighty bad overseer. But he got killed down on de bank of de creek
one night. Dey never did find out who killed him, but Marse Jim always
b’lieved de field han’s done it. ’Fore dat us niggers useta go down to
de creek to wash ourselves, but atter de overseer got killed down dar,
us jes’ leave off dat washin’, ’cause some of ’em seed de overseer’s
ha’nt down dar floatin’ over de creek.

http://archive.org/stream/slavenarrativesa36020gut/36020-0.txt 

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