If exhaustion and fatigue prevented their rising before the dreaded sound of the horn broke upon their slumbers, they had no time to snatch a mouthful, but were harried out at once.
It was my business to give over to each of the hands his or her appropriate implement of labor, from the toolhouse where they were deposited at night.

After all had been supplied, they were taken to the field, and set at work as soon as it was sufficiently light to distinguish the plants from the grass and weeds.

I was employed in passing from row to row, in order to see that the work was well done, and to urge forward the laborers.

At 12 o'clock, the horn was blown from the overseer's house, calling the hands to dinner, each to his own cabin.

The intermission of labor was one hour and a half to hoers and pickers, and two hours to the ploughmen.