Slavery

A traveler in the South chatted with an aged negro, whom he met in the road.

“And I suppose you were once a slave?” he remarked.

“Yes, suh,” the old colored man answered.

“And, so, after the war, you gained your freedom,” the gentleman continued.

But the ancient one shook his head sadly.

“No, suh,” he declared with great emphasis. “Not perzactly, suh. I didn’t git mah freedom, suh, after de war—I done got married!”