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"
They
set
fire
to
it
,
but
we
put
it
out
.
"
"
Well
'm
,
Ah
sho
glad
ter
hear
dat
.
Tara
mah
home
an
'
Ah
is
aimin
'
ter
go
back
dar
.
An
'
w
'
en
de
wah
ober
,
de
Cunnel
he
say
ter
me
:
'
You
Sam
!
You
come
on
back
Nawth
wid
me
.
Ah
pay
you
good
wages
.
'
Well
'm
,
lak
all
de
niggers
,
Ah
wuz
honin
'
ter
try
disyere
freedom
fo
'
Ah
went
home
,
so
Ah
goes
Nawth
wid
de
Cunnel
.
Yas
'm
,
us
went
ter
Washington
an
'
Noo
Yawk
an
'
den
ter
Bawston
whar
de
Cunnel
lib
.
Yas
,
Ma'am
,
Ah
's
a
trabeled
nigger
!
Miss
Scarlett
,
dar
's
mo
'
hawses
and
cah
'
iges
on
dem
Yankee
streets
dan
you
kin
shake
a
stick
at
!
Ah
wuz
sceered
all
de
time
Ah
wuz
gwine
git
runned
ober
!
"
"
Did
you
like
it
up
North
,
Sam
?
"
Sam
scratched
his
woolly
head
.
"
Ah
did
--
an
'
Ah
di
n't
.
De
Cunnel
,
he
a
mighty
fine
man
an
'
he
unnerstan
'
niggers
.
But
his
wife
,
she
sumpin
'
else
.
His
wife
,
she
call
me
'
Mister
'
fust
time
she
seed
me
.
Yas
'm
,
she
do
dat
an
'
Ah
lak
ter
drap
in
mah
tracks
w
'
en
she
do
it
.
De
Cunnel
,
he
tell
her
ter
call
me
'
Sam
'
an
'
den
she
do
it
.
But
all
dem
Yankee
folks
,
fust
time
dey
meet
me
,
dey
call
me
'
Mist
'
O'Hara
.
'
An
'
dey
ast
me
ter
set
down
wid
dem
,
lak
Ah
wuz
jes
'
as
good
as
dey
wuz
.
Well
,
Ah
ain
'
nebber
set
down
wid
w
'
ite
folks
an
'
Ah
is
too
ole
ter
learn
.
Dey
treat
me
lak
Ah
jes
'
as
good
as
dey
wuz
,
Miss
Scarlett
,
but
in
dere
hearts
,
dey
din
'
lak
me
--
dey
din
'
lak
no
niggers
.
An
'
dey
wuz
sceered
of
me
,
kase
Ah
's
so
big
.
An
'
dey
wuz
allus
astin
'
me
'
bout
de
blood
houn
's
dat
chase
me
an
'
de
beatin
's
Ah
got
.
An
'
,
Lawd
,
Miss
Scarlett
,
Ah
ain
'
nebber
got
no
beatin
's
!
You
know
Mist
'
Gerald
ain
'
gwine
let
nobody
beat
a
'
spensive
nigger
lak
me
!
"
W'en
Ah
tell
dem
dat
an
'
tell
dem
how
good
Miss
Ellen
ter
de
niggers
,
an
'
how
she
set
up
a
whole
week
wid
me
w
'
en
Ah
had
de
pneumony
,
dey
doan
b
'
lieve
me
.
An
'
,
Miss
Scarlett
,
Ah
got
ter
honin
'
fer
Miss
Ellen
an
'
Tara
,
tell
it
look
lak
Ah
kain
stan
'
it
no
longer
,
an
'
one
night
Ah
lit
out
fer
home
,
an
'
Ah
rid
de
freight
cabs
all
de
way
down
ter
'
Lanta
.
Ef
you
buy
me
a
ticket
ter
Tara
,
Ah
sho
be
glad
ter
git
home
.
Ah
sho
be
glad
ter
see
Miss
Ellen
and
Mist
'
Gerald
agin
.
An
done
had
nuff
freedom
.
Ah
wants
somebody
ter
feed
me
good
vittles
reg
'
lar
,
and
tell
me
whut
ter
do
an
'
whut
not
ter
do
,
an
'
look
affer
me
w
'
en
Ah
gits
sick
.
S'pose
Ah
gits
de
pneumony
agin
?
Is
dat
Yankee
lady
gwine
tek
keer
of
me
?
No
,
Ma
'm
!
She
gwine
call
me
'
Mist
'
O'Hara
'
but
she
ain
'
gwine
nuss
me
.
But
Miss
Ellen
,
she
gwine
nuss
me
,
do
Ah
git
sick
an
'
--
whut
's
de
mattuh
,
Miss
Scarlett
?
"
"
Pa
and
Mother
are
both
dead
,
Sam
.
"
"
Daid
?
Is
you
funnin
'
wid
me
,
Miss
Scarlett
?
Dat
ain
'
no
way
ter
treat
me
!
"
