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Bob
was
the
oldest
and
Tom
next
--
tall
,
beautiful
men
with
very
broad
shoulders
and
brown
faces
,
and
long
black
hair
and
black
eyes
.
They
dressed
in
white
linen
from
head
to
foot
,
like
the
old
gentleman
,
and
wore
broad
Panama
hats
.
Then
there
was
Miss
Charlotte
;
she
was
twenty-five
,
and
tall
and
proud
and
grand
,
but
as
good
as
she
could
be
when
she
war
n't
stirred
up
;
but
when
she
was
she
had
a
look
that
would
make
you
wilt
in
your
tracks
,
like
her
father
.
She
was
beautiful
.
So
was
her
sister
,
Miss
Sophia
,
but
it
was
a
different
kind
.
She
was
gentle
and
sweet
like
a
dove
,
and
she
was
only
twenty
.
Each
person
had
their
own
nigger
to
wait
on
them
--
Buck
too
.
My
nigger
had
a
monstrous
easy
time
,
because
I
war
n't
used
to
having
anybody
do
anything
for
me
,
but
Buck
's
was
on
the
jump
most
of
the
time
.
This
was
all
there
was
of
the
family
now
,
but
there
used
to
be
more
--
three
sons
;
they
got
killed
;
and
Emmeline
that
died
.
The
old
gentleman
owned
a
lot
of
farms
and
over
a
hundred
niggers
.
Sometimes
a
stack
of
people
would
come
there
,
horseback
,
from
ten
or
fifteen
mile
around
,
and
stay
five
or
six
days
,
and
have
such
junketings
round
about
and
on
the
river
,
and
dances
and
picnics
in
the
woods
daytimes
,
and
balls
at
the
house
nights
.
These
people
was
mostly
kinfolks
of
the
family
.
The
men
brought
their
guns
with
them
.
It
was
a
handsome
lot
of
quality
,
I
tell
you
.
There
was
another
clan
of
aristocracy
around
there
--
five
or
six
families
--
mostly
of
the
name
of
Shepherdson
.
They
was
as
high-toned
and
well
born
and
rich
and
grand
as
the
tribe
of
Grangerfords
.
The
Shepherdsons
and
Grangerfords
used
the
same
steamboat
landing
,
which
was
about
two
mile
above
our
house
;
so
sometimes
when
I
went
up
there
with
a
lot
of
our
folks
I
used
to
see
a
lot
of
the
Shepherdsons
there
on
their
fine
horses
.
One
day
Buck
and
me
was
away
out
in
the
woods
hunting
,
and
heard
a
horse
coming
.
We
was
crossing
the
road
.
Buck
says
:
