One day missy come back from town and she gib my wife her papers of freedom.

You see, my wife was giben by de ole man to missy when her war a little girl, and fortunate it was dat he had made out de papers all right and presented dem to her.

When missy gib her de papers ob freedom, she cry bery much.

'Me 'fraid bad time coming, Sally,' she said.

'Me tink dat it better for a time dat you clar out ob dis.