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im had gone an� found them two boys when he came up north. Missus Douglas, bless�er soul, had gone an� darn the good deed an�freed my Jim. She even gave money to him some so he can buy us our boys back. But them white farmers, seein� he wuz a nigger an� all got suspicious an� all an� wanted to take him as a slave again.
Jim gots away from�em an� he�da ax�d one�a them �blutionists to help him stole the two boys outta the farm they wuz at. Jim never tol� me none how he gots to know where the boys wuz an� I knew better not to ax� him too much.
Then he gone an� found me in Missouri workin� in one�a them cotton farm, he wuz darn well happy my Jim. You ain�t seen no man so happy as my Jim wuz then. He wuz laughin� then he gots to cryin� an� then laughin� some�mo. I wuz juz standin there lookin� at him not knowing he wuz laughin� or cryin� no�mo�.
He grabbed them two boys screamin�, �theres yo� mama, theres� yo� mama, I darn tol� you boys I juz knew we�da find yo�mama in this here place!� When we caught up with oursels�, we juz held each other an� wuz givin� oursels� hugs an� kissin� all over an� we�d darn well �mbrassed oursels� right there on the road to the cotton farm.
But it wuz a kinfusin� time when we gots to be together agin. Sumpin� �bout some Dred Scott fella an� us nigger folks bein� �Merican folks none, that we be slaves an� property no matter where we go, paper or no paper, north or south. It wuz some scary times too, we wuz always �spectin Mister Jones or them folks from them boys� farm to come knockin� our door an� slavin� us agin�.
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