Slave Narratives: a Folk History of Slavery in the United States - From Interviews with Former Slaves - Mississippi Narratives by Work Projects Administration
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Here Come Chariot, les' ride,
Come on les' ride, Come on les' ride.' "Yessum we believed ha'nts would be at de grave yard. I didn' pay no' tention to dem tho', for I know de evil spirit is dere. Iffen you don't believe it, let one of 'em slap you. I ain't seed one, but I'se heard 'em. I seed someone, dey said was a ghos', but it got 'way quick. "When we got sick de doctor come at once, and Mistiss was right dere to see we was cared fer. A doctor lived on our place. If you grunt he was right dere. We had castor oil an' pills an' turpentine an' quinine when needful, an' herbs was used. I can fin' dat stuff now what we used when I was a boy. [HW: Superstition] "Some of us wore brass rings on our fingers to keep off croup. Really good--_good now_. See mine? "Yessum I knows all 'bout when Yankees come. Dey got us out'er de swamp. I was layin' down by a white oak tree 'sleep, an' when I woke up an' looked up an' saw nothin' but blue, blue, I said, 'Yonder is my Boss's fine male hoss, Alfred. He 'tended dat horse hisself.' He took it to heart, an' he didn' live long afte' de Blue Coats took Alfred. "Peace was declared to us fust in January in Alabamy, but not in Miss'sippi 'til Grant come back, May 8th. "I ain't seen my boss since dem Yankees took me 'way. I was seven miles |
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