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Louisa Picquet, <strong>the</strong> Oct<strong>or</strong>oon 6<br />

24.03.2006<br />

"THEN I was sold to Ge<strong>or</strong>gia, Mr. Cook bought mo<strong>the</strong>r and me. When mo<strong>the</strong>r<br />

first went to Ge<strong>or</strong>gia she was a nurse, and suckled Madame Cook's child, with<br />

me. Afterward, she was a cook. I was a nurse. I always had plenty to do. Fast as<br />

one child would be walkin', <strong>the</strong>n I would have ano<strong>the</strong>r one to nurse."<br />

Question (by <strong>the</strong> writer).--"Did your master ever whip you?"<br />

Answer.--"Oh, very <strong>of</strong>ten; sometimes he would be drunk, and real funny, and<br />

would not whip me <strong>the</strong>n. He had two <strong>or</strong> three kinds <strong>of</strong> drunks. Sometimes he<br />

would begin to fight at <strong>the</strong> front do<strong>or</strong>, and fight every thing he come to. At o<strong>the</strong>r<br />

times he would be real funny."<br />

Q.--"He was a planter, was he?"<br />

A.--"Yes; he had a large cotton plantation, and warehouse where he kept all <strong>the</strong><br />

cotton in, and st<strong>or</strong>es up <strong>the</strong> country, in a little town--Monticello--and <strong>the</strong>n he<br />

had some in Ge<strong>or</strong>gia. He used to give such big parties, and every thing, that he<br />

broke up. Then his credit<strong>or</strong>s came, you know, and took all <strong>the</strong> property; and<br />

<strong>the</strong>n he run <strong>of</strong>f with my mo<strong>the</strong>r and me, and five o<strong>the</strong>r slaves, to Mobile, and<br />

hired us all out. He was goin' to have enough to wait on him, f<strong>or</strong> he could not<br />

wait on his self. I was hired out to Mr. English. He was a real good man; I<br />

wouldn't care if I belonged to him, if I had to belong to any body. I'd like to<br />

swap Mr. Cook f<strong>or</strong> him. Mr. English and his wife were very clever to me. They<br />

never whipped me. Mo<strong>the</strong>r had a little baby sister when we first went to Mobile-<br />

-a little girl just running round. She died in Alabama. She had one bef<strong>or</strong>e that,<br />

while she was in Ge<strong>or</strong>gia; but <strong>the</strong>y all died but me and my bro<strong>the</strong>r, <strong>the</strong> oldest<br />

and <strong>the</strong> youngest."<br />

Q.--"Had she any one she called her husband while she was in Ge<strong>or</strong>gia?"<br />

A.--"No."<br />

Q.--"Had she in Mobile?"<br />

A.--"No."<br />

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Q.--"Had she any children while she lived in Mobile?"<br />

A.--"None but my bro<strong>the</strong>r, <strong>the</strong> baby when we were all sold."<br />

Q.--"Who was <strong>the</strong> fa<strong>the</strong>r <strong>of</strong> your bro<strong>the</strong>r, <strong>the</strong> baby you speak <strong>of</strong>?"

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