been kind of ‘fraid to go. I didn’t say much but got the subject changed as soon as possible, and managed to put in the rest of the night the best I could, and then went home, and after he’d gone to sleep I packed my valise and paid the nigger lady and told her I had enough of that job and started off afoot without waitin’ for my pay. “I went straight down the road for two or three miles till I come to where another road crossed, then I turned off to the left. I didn’t have any reason for turnin’, except it seemed as if that would take me more out of the way. I didn’t see anyone along the road except now and then some old nigger. I walked several miles, and there didn’t ‘pear to be no one livin’ on the road except niggers with little shanties same as the one I left in Chicago. I stopped once and asked an old darkey lady for somethin’ to eat and she give me some fried chicken and a piece of corn bread and I sat and et it, and a whole lot of woolly-headed little pickaninnies sat and looked at me every mouthful. One of ‘em was about the size of my kid, and made me think of him a good deal; but he didn’t look nothin’ like him. I guess ‘twas just because he was a boy and about the age of mine. After I et the chicken and the bread I started on and traveled all day without seein’ anyone, except niggers, or stoppin’ anywhere except to get a drink in a little stream. When it begun to be dark I commenced to think what I’d do for the night, and watched out for a place to stay. So after while I saw an old shack ‘side of the road and went in. There was some straw and I was so tired that I laid down and went right to sleep.