“Well, honey, Massa Lee’s place was ’bout three miles long an’ two miles
wide, and we raised cotton, cawn, ’taters and all sorts of vegetables.
We had a mean oberseer dat always wanted to whup us, but massa wouldn’t
‘llow no whuppin’. Sometimes de massa whould ride over de place on a
hoss, an’ when he come up on de oberseer a-fussin’ at a nigger, Massa
say, ’Don’t talk rough to dat nigger when he doin’ de bes’ he can.’



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