ISAAC MARTIN, TEX. #223 THIS OLD MAN JUST LAYING AROUND. AINT NOTHING TO HIM NO MORE. I DONE WORE OUT. I JUST WAITING FOR THE GOOD MARSTER TO CALL POOR OLD ISAAC HOME TO GLORY. WHEN THEY READ THE PROCLAMATION TO MY MAMMY AND DADDY THEY MADE THEM GIVE EVERYBODYS AGE IN THE FAMILY. I WAS TWELVE YEARS OLD THEN. I WAS BORN UP HERE IN MONTGOMERY COUNTY ABOUT THREE MILES FROM WILLIS UPON THE I AND GN RAILROAD. I HELPED TO BUILD THAT IGN RAILROAD. OLD MAJOR WOOD HE MY DADDYS MARSTER, AND COURSE HE WAS MINE TOO. HE WAS WE LL FIXED. HE HAD ABOUT SEVENTY OR EIGHTY WORKING SLAVES AND I DONT KNOW HOW MAN Y LITTLE NIGGERS. I DIDNT KNOW NOTHING ABOUT OLD MISSUS, MISTRESS WOOD. I JUST REMEMBER SHE A BIG FAT WOMAN. THEY DIDNT ALLOW NO LITTLE NIGGER CHILDREN UP IN THE YARD AROUND THE BIG HOUSE EXCEPTING TO CLEAN UP THE YARD, AND THEM WHAT DON E THAT, THEY HAD TO BE JUST LIKE THAT YARD, CLEAN AS PECKERWOODS. OLD MARSTER HE WASNT MEAN. HE NEVER WHIPPED THEM JUST SO IF ANYBODY SAY THE SLAVE OUGHT TO BE WHIPPED. THEY HAD TO SEE HIM AND TELL HIM WHAT THEY DONE BEFORE HE GAVE THE ORDER TO THE OVERSEER TO WHIP. IF HE DONT THINK THEY OUGHT T O BE WHIPPED, HE SAY DONT WHIP THEM AND THEY DONT GET WHIPPED. I HAD TO MIND THE COWS AND THE SHEEP. I HAD A MULE TO RIDE AROUND ON. IT WAS THIS WAY, I HAD TO MIND THE COWS. OLD MARSTER, HE PLANTED DIFFERENT FIELDS IN CORN, FIFTY OR SIXTY OR A HUNDRED ACRES. WHEN THEY WERE HARVESTING THE CORN, WHEN THEY GET ONE FIELD DONE THEY TURN THE COWS IN SO THEY CAN EAT ON THE STALK S AND NUBBINS WHAT WERE LEFT IN THAT FIELD. I GOT TO RIDE AROUND AND SEE THE COWS DONT BUST OVER FROM ONE FIELD WHAT THEY DONE HARVESTED INTO THE OTHER FIELD WHERE THEY WERE WORKING, OR WHAT AINT BEEN HARVESTED YET. I-JUST-LrKE THAT,RI DING THAT MULE AROUND THE FIELD AND KEEPING THE COWS IN. THEN THERE WAS FIVE OR SIX OF US BOYS TO KEEP THE DOGS OUT OF THE SHEEP. Y OU KNOW IF THE DOGS GET IN THE SHEEP THEY APT TO KILL THEM. WE WENT HUNTING WITH THE DOGS LOTS OF TIMES, AND LOTS OF TIMES WE CAUGHT RABBITS. THERE WERE SIX DOGS, AND THE RABBITS WE CAUGHT WAS SO MUCH VITTLES FOR US. I REMEMBER ONE NIGHT WE WENT OUT HUNTING AND CAUGHT FOUR OR FIVE RABBITS. US TOOK THEM HOME AND CLEANED AND DRESSED THEM, AND PUT THEM IN THE POT TO HAVE BIG RABBIT SUPPER. I WAS PUTTING SOME RED PEPPER IN THE POT TO SEASON THEM, AN D THEN I RUBBED MY EYES WITH MY HAND AND GOT THAT PEPPER IN MY EYES AND IT SURE BURNED. YOU KNOW HOW RED PEPPER BURNS WHEN IT GET IN YOUR EYES, I NEVER WILL FO RGET ABOUT THAT RED PEPPER. THE OLD FOLKS USED TO SHOW US HOW TO FIX THE THINGS WE CAUGHT IN HUNTING, AND COOK THEM. OLD MARSTER SURE THOUGHT MORE OF HIS LITTLE NIGGER CHILDREN. HE USED TO RI DE IN THE QUARTERS CAUSE HE LIKED TO SEE THEM COME RUNNING. THE COOK, SHE WAS A N OLD WOMAN NAMED FORNEY, AND SHE HAD TO SHE AFTER FEEDING THE CHILDREN. SHE HA D A WAY OF CALLING THEM UP. SHE HOLLERED:"TEE, TEE, TEE," AND ALL US LITTLE NIGGERS JUST CAME RUNNING. OLD MARSTER HE RODE UP AND SAID, "FORNEY, CALL UP TH EM LITTLE PICKANINNIES," AND OLD FORNEY SHE LIFT UP HER VOICE AND HOLLERED,"TEE, TEE,TEE," AND OLD MARSTER JUST SET UP ON THE HORSE AND LAUGHED A LOT TO SEE US C OME RUNNING UP. HE LIKED TO COUNT HOW MANY LITTLE NIGGERS HE DID HAVE. THAT WA S FUN FOR US TOO. I REMEMBER THAT JUST LIKE YESTERDAY. NOTHrNG WnNT HjRD WITH-ME. FrRST I KNOW ABOUT SLAVERY, THEM WAS GOOD TIMES . THEY HAD ABOUT THREE OR FOUR HUNDRED SHEEP. MY FATHER HAD TO KILL A MUTTON EVERY FRIDAY FOR THE HOUSE. THEY BRING UP THE SHEEP AND SOMEBODY HOLD THE HEAD ACROSS A BLOCK AND MY FATHER CUT THE HEAD OFF WITH A HATCHET. SHEEPS IS THE PITIFULLEST THINGS TO KILL. THEY JUST GIVE UP. AND THEY CRIES TOO. BUT A GOAT , HE DONT GIVE UP, NO SIR, HE TALKS BACK TO YOU TO THE LAST. I REMEMBER ONE TIME THEY GOING TO GIVE A SCHOOL FEAST, AND THEY GOING KILL A GOAT. THEY HANG THAT GOAT UP TO A TREE BY THE HIND LEGS SO THE BLOOD DRAIN GO OD. THEY CUT HIS THROAT, THAT IS THE WAY THEY GOING TO KILL HIM. THAT GOAT SEE M LIKE HE KEPT ON TALKING AND SAYING:"PLEASE, GOD, DONT KILL ME" TO THE LAST, BU T THAT AINT DONE NO GOOD. THAT GOAT JUST BEG TO THE LAST. MY OLD MARSTER HE LIVED IN A BIG HOUSE. OH, IT WAS A PALACE. IT HAD EIGHT OR NINE ROOMS. IT WAS BUILT OUT OF LOGS AND MOSS AND CLAY WAS STUFFED BETWEEN THE LOGS. THERE WERE BOARDS ON THE OUTSIDE AND IT WAS ALL CEILED NICE ON THE IN SIDE. HE LIVED IN A MANSION. THEY WAS PLENTY RICH. OLD MARSTER HE HAD AN OLD WAITING MAN ALL DRESSED UP NICE AND CLEAN. NOW IF YOU WANT TO TALK TO OLD MARSTER YOU HAD TO CALL FOR THA T OLD WAITING MAN. HE CAME AND YOU TOLD HIM WHAT YOU WANT AND DEN HE GO AND TEL L OLD MARSTER AND THEN HE SAY,"BRING HIM IN," AND THEN YOU GO IN AND SEE OLD MAR STER AND TALK YOUR BUSINESS, BUT YOU HAD TO BE NICE AND HOLD YOUR HAT UNDER YOUR ARM. THEY WAS BIG RICH PEOPLE. SOMETIMES THEY HAVE PARTIES WHAT LAST A WEEK. T HEY WAS HAVING THEIR FUN IN THEIR WAY. THEY CAME IN CARRIAGES AND HACKS. MY FATHER WAS THE HOSTLER AND HE HAD TO KEEP THE HORSES AND SEE ABOUT FEEDI NG THEM. THEY HAD A SEPARATE LITTLE HOUSE FOR THE SADDLES. OLD MARSTER HE KEPT GOOD HORSES. HE WAS NOT MEAN. HE HAD A GREAT BIG PASTURE AND LOTS OF TIMES PEOPLE GO CAMP IN IT. YOU SEE IT WAS THIS WAY, THE YANKEES THEY GOT RUSHING THE AMERICAN PEOPLE, THAT THE CON FEDERATES, THEY KEPT COMING FURTHER AND FURTHER WEST, TILL THEY CAME TO TEXAS AN D THEN THEY CANT GO MUCH FURTHER. THE YANKEES KEPT CROWDING THEM AND THEY KEPT ON COMING. WHEN THEY CAMPED IN OLD MARSTERS PASTURE, HE GAVE THEM CORN. I SEE THEM DRIVE A WHOLE WAGON LOAD OF CORN AND DUMP IT ON THE GROUND FOR THEIR HORSES . THE YANKEES NEVER CAME TILL THE WAR CLOSED. THEN THEY CAME ALL THROUGH THAT COUNTRY. THAT WAS DESTRUCTION, IT SEEMED LIKE TO ME. THEY TAKE WHAT THEY WANTE D. WHEN FREEDOM CAME AND THE PROCLAMATION WAS READ AND THE OLD MARSTER TOLD THEM THEY WAS FREE AND DIDNT HAVE NO OLD MARSTER NO MORE SOME OF THE SLAVES CRIE D. HE TOLD THEM,"I DONT WANT NONE OF YOU TO LEAVE." "I WILL GIVE YOU EIGHT DOLL ARS A MONTH." ALL THE OLD FOLKS STAYED AND HELPED GATHER THAT CROP. IT SURE GR IEVED OLD MARSTER AND HE DIDNT LIVE LONG AFTER THEY TOOK HIS SLAVES AWAY FROM HI M. WELL, IT JUST KILLED HIM, THAT IS ALL. I REMEMBER THE YANKEES ON THAT DAY THEY SET TO READ THE PROCLAMATION. THEY WAS GOING ROUND IN THEIR BLUE UNIFORM A ND A BIG LONG SWORD HANGING AT THEIR SIDE. THAT WAS CURIOSITY TO THEM NIGGERS. WHEN OLD MARSTER WANT TO GO OUT, HE CALLED HIS LITTLE NIGGER SERVANT TO GO TELL MY FATHER WHAT WAS THE HOSTLER, TO SADDLE UP THE HORSE AND BRING HIM ARO UND. THEN OLD MARSTER GET ON HIM. HE HAD THREE STEPS, SO HE COULD JUST GO UP T HEM STEPS AND THEN HIS FOOT WAS RIGHT AT THE STIRRUP. MY DADDY HOLD THE STIRRUP FOR8HIM TO PUT HE OTHER FOOT IN IT. I WAS BIG ENOUGH TO RUN AFTER AND ASK HIM TO GIVE ME A DIME. HE LAUGHED AN D SOMETIMES HE GAVE ME THE DIME. SOMETIMES HE PITCHED IT TO ME AND I RAN AND GRABBED IT UP AND SAY "THANK YOU, MARSTER," AND HE LAUGHED AND LAUGHED. OLD MISTRESS SHE HAD A REGULAR COOK. THAT WAS MY MOTHERS MOTHER. EVERYTHI NG HAD TO BE JUST SO, AND EVERYTHING NICE AND CLEAN. THEY DIDNT DO NO REGULAR WORK ON SUNDAY. EVERY SUNDAY ONE OF THE OTHER WOM AN HAD TO TAKE THE PLACE OF THE COOK SO SHE COULD GET OFF. ALL OF THEM WHAT COU LD WOULD GET OFF AND GO TO CHURCH FOR THE PREACHING. THEM WHAT TURN DIDNT COME ONE SUNDAY, WOULD GO ANOTHER TILL THEY ALL GOT ROUND TO GO. MARSTER HAD TWO OR THREE HUNDRED HEAD OF CATTLE. MY GRANDFATHER, GUILFORD, HAD A-MuLE jND qORSE OF HIS OwN. unllE&Hj K f SHIS BROTHER, AND HE HAD THE SH EEP DEPARTMENT TO LOOK AFTER. SOMETIMES THE NIGGERS GOT A HORSE OR A SHEEP OVER , THEN THE MARSTER BUY HIM. SOME OF THE NIGGERS HAD A LITTLE PATCH ROUND THEIR CABINS AND THEY RAISED VEGETABLES. OLD MARSTER HE BUY THE VEGETABLES SOMETIMES. I DIDNT KNOW WHAT FREEDOM WAS. I DIDNT KNOW WHETHER I NEEDED IT OR NOT. SEEM ED TO ME LIKE IT WAS BETTER THEN THAN NOW, CAUSE I GOT TO LOOK OUT FOR MYSELF NOW. US USED TO BE ON THE WATCH OUT FOR OLD MARSTER. THE FIRST ONE SEE HIM COMI NG LIT OUT AND OPENED THE GATE FOR HIM TO RIDE THROUGH AND OLD MARSTER TOSS HIM A NICKLE. WHEN IT WAS TIME TO EAT, THE OLD COOK SHE HOLLER OUT,"TEE, TEE, TEE," AND A LL US LITTLE NIGGERS COME RUNNING. SHE HAVE A BIG TRAY AND EACH OF US HAD A VES SEL AND A SPOON. SHE FILLED OUR VESSEL AND US GO EAT AND THEN US GO BACK FOR MO RE. US GOT ALL US WANTED. THEY GAVE US SUPPER BEFORE THE HANDS CAME IN FROM TH E FIELD AND WHAT WITH PLAYING AROUND ALL DAY AND EATING ALL US COULD HOLD IN THE AFTERNOON, IT WASNT LONG BEFORE US LITTLE NIGGERS-READY tO pO tO2slEnp. ONE THING, OLD MARSTER DIDNT WANT HIS NIGGERS TO RUN ABOUT. SOMETIMES THEY WANTED TO GO OVER TO ANOTHER PLANTATION ON SUNDAY. THEN HE GAVE THEM A PASS IF HE WILLING FOR THEM TO GO. THEY HAD PATROLLERS TO RIDE FROM PLANTATION TO SEE IF THERE WERE ANY STRANGE NIGGERS THERE. WHEN THEY WANTED TO MARRY, THE MAN HE REPORT TO OLD MARSTER. HE WANT HIS N IGGERS TO MARRY ON HIS PLANTATION. HE GAVE THEM A NICE LITTLE SUPPER AND A BIG DANCE. THEY HAD SOME SORT OF LICENCE BUT OLD MARSTER TOOK CARE OF THAT. HE HAD TWO SONS WHAT HAD FARMS AND SLAVES OF THEIR OWN. OLD MARSTER DIDNT CARE IF HIS SLAVES MARRY ON HIS SONS FARMS. IF ANY OF THE SLAVES DO MEAN, HE MADE THEM WORK ON SUNDAY. HE DIDNT BELIEVE IN BEATING THEM. SO MANY OF THEM AS COULD, USUALLY WENT TO THE WHITE FOLKS CHURCH ON SUNDAY AND HEARD THE WHITE PREACHER. THEY SAT OFF TO THEMSELVES IN THE BACK OF THE CHU RCH. THEM WHAT STAYED AT HOME HAD A COLORED PREACHER. THEY TRIED TO RAISE THEM UP SOCIAL. THEY HAD AN OLD WOMAN TO LOOK AFTER THE BABIES WHEN THEIR MAMMIES WAS OUT I N THE FIELD. THEY HAD A TIME SET FOR THE MAMMIES TO COME IN AND NURSE THE BABIE S. THE OLD WOMAN SHE HAD HELPERS. THEY HAD A BIG HOUSE AND CRADLES FOR THEM WHEN ANYBODY DIED THEY HAD A FUNERAL. ALL THE HANDS KNOCK OFF WORK TO ATTE ND THE FUNERAL. THEY BURIED THE DEAD IN A HOMEMADE COFFIN. I NEVER PAID NO ATTENTION TO TALK ABOUT GHOSTS. I NEVER BELIEVED IN THEM. BUT ONE TIME COMING FROM CHURCH MY UNCLES WIFE SAID:"IKE, YOU EVER SEE A GHOST? WANT TO SEE ONE?" AND I TOLD HER I DONT GIVE A CENT, YES I WANT TO SEE ONE. SHE SAID:" I SHOW YOU A MAN DRESSED IN WHITE WHAT AINT GOT NO HEAD, AND YOU GOIN G FEEL A WARM BREEZE." AFTER A WHILE DOWN THE HILL BY THE GRAVEYARD SHE SAID:"T HERE HE GOES." I LOOKED BUT I NEVER SAW NOTHING, I FELT THE WARM BREEZE. I USED TO GO TO SEE A GAL AND I USED TO HAVE TO PASS RIGHT BY AN OLD GRAVEY ARD. IT WAS ALL WALLED UP WITH BRICKS BUT ONE PLACE THEY HAD STEPS UP OVER THE WALL SO WHEN THEY HAD TO BURY A BODY TWO MEN CAN WALK UP THEM STEPS SIDE BY SIDE , AND THAT THE WAY THEY TOOK THE CORPSE OVER. WELL, WHEN I GOT TO THEM STEPS I HEARD SOMETHING. THEN I STOPPED AND I AINT HEARD NOTHING. WHEN I STARTED WALKI NG AGAIN I HEARD THE NOISE AGAIN. I LOOKED AROUND AND THEN I SAW SOMETHING WHIT E COME UP RIGHT THERE WHERE THE STEPS GO OVER THE WALL. I HAD A STICK IN MY HAN D AND NEXT TIME IT COME UP I MADE A RUSH AT IT AND HIT IT. IT WAS JUST A GREAT BIG OLD BILLY GOAT WHAT GOT INSIDE THE WALL AND WAS TRYING TO GIT OUT. HE GOT O UT JUST WHEN I HIT HIM AND HE LIT OUT THROUGH THE WOODS. THAT IS THE ONLY GHOST I EVER SAW AND I AM GLAD THAT WERENT NO GHOST. OLD MARSTER HE HAD TWENTY HEAD OF COWS. THEY GAVE PLENTY MILK. THEY USED TO GET A CEDAR TUB BIG AS THAT THERE ONE FULL OF MILK. THE MILKERS THEY PACK IT ON THEIR HEAD TO TEH HOUSE. US COW PEN BOYS HAD TO GO DRIVE UP THE CALVES. CO W PEN BOYS? COW PEN BOYS, THEY WERE THE BOYS WHAT KEPT AWAY THE CALVES WHEN THE Y DO THE MILKING. COURSE, LOTS OF TIMES WHEN THEY WERE THROUGH MILKING US JUMP ON THEM AND RIDE THEM. WHENEVER THEY CAUGHT US DOING THAT THEY SURE WEAR US OUT . THAT WERENT YESTERDAY. FAR AS I AM CONCERNED WE HAD A PLUM GOOD TIME IN SLAVERY. MANY A YEAR MY G RAMPA RAISED A BALE OF COTTON AND MARSTER BOUGHT IT. THAT WAS ENCOURAGING US TO BE SMART. MY DADDY NAMED EDMOND WOOD AND MY MA NAMED MARIA. I HAD A BROTHER AND A SI STER; THEY WERE NAMED CASS AND ANN. I BEEN A FARMER ALL MY LIFE. I KEPT ON FAR MING TILL THE BOLL WEEVIL HIT THESE PARTS AND THEN I QUIT THE FARM AND WENT TO P UBLIC WORK. I WORKED IN THE WOODS AND CUT LOGS. I BOUGHT THIS HOUSE. I BEEN H ERE AROUND VOTH ABOUT TWENTY FIVE YEARS. I HAVE BEEN MARRIED TWICE. THE FIRST TIME I MARRIED ( I GET SO STINKING OLD I CANT REMEMBER WHEN IT WAS, BUT IT BEEN A LONG WAYS BACK. MY FIRST WIFE, M ARY JOHNSON. SHE DIED AND THEN I MARRIED THIS HERE WOMAN I GOT HERE NOW. HER N AME BEEN RHODA MCGOWAN WHEN I MARRIED HER BUT SHE BEEN MARRIED BEFORE. BOTH OF US OLD, AINT FIT FOR NOTHING. US GET PENSIONS AND THAT WHAT US LIVE ON NOW, CAUS E I TOO OLD TO DO ANY WORK NO MORE. ME AND MY FIRST WIFE WE HAD TEN CHILDREN. THEY ARE ALL DEAD BUT FOUR AND I AINT SURE THEY ARE ALL LIVING. LAST I HEARD OF THEM ONE WAS IN HOUSTON, AND O NE I CHIGAGO, AND ONE IN KANSAS CITY, AND ONE LIVES HERE. I SEEN HIM THIS MORNI NG. I HEARD TELL OF THE KU KLUX BUT I AINT NEVER SEEN THEM. I NEVER DID GO TO SCHOOL NEITHER. I AM A MEMBER OF THE CME METHODIST CHURCH. WHEN I USED TO COULD GET ABOU T I USED TO BE A STEWARD IN THE CHURCH. THEN I WAS THE TREASURER OF THE CHURCH HERE AT VOTH FOR SOME SEVEN YEARS. I USED TO BELONG TO THE UBF LODGE, TOO. BACK IN SLAVERY THEY ALWAYS HAD AN OLD DARKY TO TRAIN THE YOUNG ONES AND TE ACH THEM RIGHT FROM WRONG. AND THEY WOULD WHIP YOU FOR DOING WRONG. THEY WOULD REPORT TO THE OVERSEER. SOME OF THEM WAS MEAN AND REPORTED SOMEBODY THEY DIDNT LIKE JUST TO GET THEM IN TROUBLE. THE OVERSEER HE HAD TO INVESTIGATE ABOUT IT AND IF IT WAS SO, SOMEBODY GET A WHIPPING. SOMETIMES SOME FOLKS REPORTED SOMET HING WHEN IT WASNT TRUE. OLD MARSTER HE WAS PLUMB INDEPENDENT. HIS PLANTATION WAS OFF FROM TOWN. H E USED TO HAVE HIS MAIL BROUGHT TO HIM. FIRST I CAN REMEMBER I DIDNT HAVE TO LO OK OUT FOR NOTHING. THEY HAD A TIME TO CALL ALL THE SLAVES UP AND GIVE THEM HAT S, AND ANOTHER TIME THEY GAVE THEM SHOES , AND ANOTHER TIME THEY GAVE THEM CLOTH ES. THEY SAW THAT EVERYBODY WAS FIT. OLD MARSTER ALWAYS GAVE THEM SOME KIND OF PRESENT AT CHRISTMAS. I DONT KNOW WHAT ALL HE GAVE THE OLD FOLKS BUT HE GAVE T HE CHILDREN CANDY AND THE LIKE. I WAS ALWAYS TICKLED TO SEE OLD MARSTER COME AROUND. OH, GOOD GRACIOUS, YE S. AND IT ALWAYS TICKLED HIM TO COME AROUND AND SEE ALL HIS LITTLE NIGGERS. ONE TIME CAPTAIN FISHER WAS ASSOCIATED WITH OLD MARSTER, AND HIM AND ANOTHE R MAN CAME ALONG WITH OLD MARSTER UP THE ROAD WHAT RUN THROUGH THE QUARTERS. TH EY WANTED TO SEE THE LITTLE NIGGERS. OLD MARSTER CALLED THEM UP AND THREW OUT A HANDFUL OF DIMES. IT SURE TICKLED THEM TO SEE THE LITTLE NIGGERS SCRAMBLE FOR THEM DIMES, AND WE LOOKED FOR DIMES AROUND THAT PLACE FOR A WEEK. THAT WAS ENJ OYMENT TO THE WHITE FOLKS THEM DAYS. MARSTER WAS GOOD TO HIS NIGGERS AND NONE OF THEM EVER RAN AWAY. MY MOTHER SHE RAISED MISTUS BABY CHILD. SHE USED TO SUCKLE HIM JUST LIKE HE WAS HER OWN B ABY AND HE ALWAYS THOUGHT LOTS OF HER. AFTER HE WAS GROWED UP MAN HE USED TO BRING HER PRESENTS LOTS OF TIMES. HE CALLED HER MAMMY ALL THE TIME. HE WENT OFF TO THE WAR. HE LOST HIS HEARING AND GOT DEAF. MUST HAVE BEEN THE NOISE FROM THEM BIG CANNONS WHAT DONE IT. HE GOT HIS BIG TOE SHOT OFF IN TH E WAR, TOO. AFTER THE WAR WAS OVER HE CAME HOME AND GOT MARRIED. THAT ABOUT ALL THAT I CAN REMEMBER EXCEPTING THAT I VOTED IN THE STATE AND OTHER ELECTIONS WHEN I WAS TWENTY ONE YEARS OLD. BABIES WHERE THE NURSE TOOK CARE OF THEM. 7X 7XXX