That was a lot of money for me an’ boy like I sold him then and there.  I coulda got two or maybe three dollars for him.  Fred taken him to town an’ fed him live hens and raw meat.  On court days or when there was a crowd in town he showed him for ten cents a look.  I bet he made $50.00 on him.  People yousta to come for miles to see that eagle.  He finally died.

Fishin’ was good too.  We cut our poles in the woods an’ used to flax thread for lines.  Where people built water-gaps in fences that crossed the creeks the water’d fill in till it made a dam.  Then the creek spread behind it.  Them water holes was full o1 perch an’ cat fish.  They didn’t get much bigger them your hand but they bit fast and we had lots o’ fun catchin’ ’em.

Christian Co. 
(Mamie Hanberry) [TR:  also spelled Hanbery.]

Annie B. Boyd: 

Annie B. Boyd, born August 22nd 1851, resides at corner of Liberty and First Street, Hopkinsville, Kentucky.  Born a slave belonging to Charles Cammack near Gordonsville, Kentucky in Christian County.  “My mother and me war put on de block in front of de Courthouse in Hopkinsville and sold to Mr. Newt.  Catlett and we brung $500.00.  Marse Catlett lived on the corner of Seventh and Clay Streets, Hopkinsville, Kentucky.  Wen I was older the white folks had me foh to nurse dar chilluns.  I noes wen de war broke out marse had a store and den marsa took me to his wife’s kinfolks down in de country till freedom war declared den my stepfather come an’ got me.  Of course I hed ter work and den I went ter nurse foh Dr. Fairleigh and nussed his daughter Madge.  De white folks wont good to me.  My marster was a good man but my missus wont no good woman.  She uster box my ears, stick pins in me and tie me ter de cedar chest and whoop me as long as she wanter.  Oh, how I did hate dat woman.

“Yes, once in my life I seed a ghost.  We was goin’ thru de woods to a neighbors ter a prayer meeting en a man stepped out in de woad without no head wid all his clothes on en I had jes wropped my head dat day and wen I seed him all my hair strings en all jes stood straight up.  I got hot den I’se got cold and he jest stepped ter de side of de road en I went by running.  Yes, we got ter de prayer meeting en den we went back home de same way en did us niggers run?

“I was nurse in slave time en I carried de chilluns all ober de house en one day I had de chilluns upstars en my missus called me en I went ter see whar she wont and while I’se war gone de baby got hodter Indian Turnip an hed bit it by de time I git back dar en I called my missus en she come en made me eat de rest of de turnip en my face enall swelled up en my eyes war closed foh days.  After missing de baby en tending ter de uther chilluns all de day an night wen I put de baby ter bed I bed ter knit two round ebery night en would be sleepy en my missus would reach ober en jab a pin in me to keep me awake.  Now dat is what I calls a mean woman.