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De niggers use ter be stan'in' roun' Jes' d' same ez leaves when dey fus' fall down De stable-stalls up heah at home Looked like teef in a fine-toof comb De cattle was p'digious — mus' tell de fac' An' de hogs mecked de hill-sides look like black An' de flocks ob sheep was so gre't an' white Dey 'peared like clouds on a moonshine night. An' when my ole Mistis use' ter walk jcs' ter her kerridge (dat was fur Ez ever she walked)-i tell you, sir, fou could almos' heah her silk dress talk Hit use' ter soun' like de mornin' breeze, When it wakes an' rustles de Gre't House trees. An' de Marster's face l — de Marster's face, Whenever de Marster got right pleased Well, I 'clar' ter Gord, 'twould shine wid grace De same ez his countenance had been greased.
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