He had been an overseer on cotton plantations many years in Georgia and North Carolina.

He was apparently about forty years of age, with a sunburnt and sallow countenance.

His thick shock of black hair was marked in several places with streaks of white, occasioned as he afterwards told me by blows received from slaves whom he was chastising.
After remaining in the vicinity for about a week, my master took me aside one morning--told me he was going to Selma in Dallas County, and wished me to be in readiness on his return the next day, to start for Virginia.

This was to me cheering news.

I spent that day and the next among my old fellow servants who had lived with me in Virginia.