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sold to a Negro trader when I was quite young. The man that raised us was Daniel Terry; our mother was named Sallie; she belonged to the same man. Our mother died when we were quite young, and our farther was named Moses. He belonged to Jessie Woodson, a Methodist preacher. We were raised about twenty-three miles from the town called Danville about three miles from a place called Spring Garden, in the forks of two creeks, one creek they called it Johnson and the other one called Sweeten Fork, and the entire creek ran into Sandy Creek. Any information will be gladly received. My name is George Terry. I am living in Galveston Tex., corner Tenth and Avenue I.