Books [Got to Go Crik]
Pauline worked her arms and legs but she evidently worked her brain harder. She induced Edward to take up six acres of land from the white man who lived across the ditch. The white man had plenty of land to spare in exchange for day labor. Most of the six acres he planted in cotton. In ten years he and Pauline had saved enough money to buy a small lot and in another year they built a three room house on the place. They owned a cream colored horse, a red and white cow, four razor-back hogs and a flock of asserted chickens. Pauline walked among her black neighbors with her head in the air after the house had been built. She credited only herself with the achievement. Edward didn't care. “If Pauline satisfy, I satisfy,” he said. “As for me I can live in bush house, but course woman kind different.”
Now the Negroes who used to laugh at him because he worked while they played and because he was putty in Pauline's hands, regarded him with something akin to respect. They called him “Big Ned”. The name stuck as long as he was prosperous.
He cut a fine figure when he went riding out on Saturday afternoon, the horse “Cream” hitched to the high red heel gig. Edward would be dressed in a purple-blue suit with peg-topped trousers, and were on his egg shaped head, a big broad rimmed hat. A red silk pocket handkerchief was tied around his throat, the ends run