Well, I left there not knowing what to do, and a white lady took me in
and told me to stay there until I could get another place, and I helped
her girl on the next day to finish all of the work and I made ready to
look for a place, and God did help me to find one and I shall never
forget Him as long as I live, for that was with a fine family and they
showed me love at once and I showed them love in return.

They were members of the Washington Avenue Baptist Church, and a more
beloved family never lived. This was the Bailley family--Mr. and Mrs.
Bailley, Miss Abbey Bailley, Mr. Bailley's sister, a young lady in her
teens, Miss Ella Bailley, and a nice boy by the name of Johnny Bailley,
and they were a nice family and they took me to church on Sunday morning
and sent me to Sunday-school in the afternoon with their children, and
what a heaven it seemed to me from the place where I was living at
first.

I shall always remember my dear white mother, of whom I spoke of in the
first part, and whom I shall call your attention to in many more pages
of this little Life Book, and shall always remember her with love and
the kindest feeling. She was a member of the true Methodist Church and
was never seen by her darling child from the House of God since I could
remember, for I was with her at all times on the family horse, Kimble,
and when I got large enough to ride alone she bought me a fine black
that had all the metal that a horse could have, and his name was Charlie
Engrum, and she paid a large price for him, and he was the grandest
horse I ever saw, and it was my delight to be near a horse or horses
when I was a child, for I did not have any fear of any kind of horse,
and I would take a ride the first thing in the morning, even before I
would have my breakfast, and my dear white mother would save it for me
as she knew that I would have that ride first; for it always made her