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<title>Slave narratives, a folk history of slavery in the United States from interviews with former slaves. North Carolina Narratives, Volume XI, Part 2: a machine-readable transcription.</title>
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A Folk History of Slavery in the United States From Interviews with Former   TYPE\VR ITTEN H E(0R I)S PREE~AR ED BY  I IIE F E1)ERAL WRI L ERS  PROJ EC l  .  I 936 1938 Skives ASSEMULEI) BY   FIlE LIBRARY OF CONGRESS PI )JEC I   WORK PROJECTS ADM INISTRATION FOR TIlE I)ISTRJCT OF COLUMBIA  SI~ONSOREI) BY TIlE LIBRARY OF CONGRESS        Illustrated with Photographs WASIIING J OlN 19H SLAVE NARRATIVES </p>
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VOLUME XL  NORTH CAROLINA NARRATIVES  PART2      Prepared by  the Federal ~1riters  Project of the Works Progress Mrninlstration for the State of North Carolina </p>
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INFOI~AN1S 1 8 14 20 23 27,30 34  3,7 43 51 54  60 64 72 76 82 90 95 100 105 109 113 116 124 127 138 143  147  151  155 158 162 167 173 177 183  192 196 198 203 207 212 216 220 Jackson, John II. J~oIinson, Ben  ohnson, Isaac Johnson, Tina Jones, Bob Jones, Clara Tordon, Abner  Lassiter, Jane Lawson, Dave Lee, Jane Littlejohn, Chana  McAllister, Charity McCoy, Clara Cotton MeCullers, Henrietta McCullough   ~i11 le McLean, James Turner Magwood, Frank Manson, Jacob Manson, Roberta Markham, Millie ~v1ials, Maggie Mitchel, Anna Mitehner, Patsy Moore, Emeline Moore, Fannie Moring, Richard C.  Nelson, Julius Nichols, Lila  Organ, Martha  Parker, Ann Penny, Amy Perry, Lily Perry, Valley Pitts, Tempe Plunirner, Hannah Pool, Parker  Raines, Rena Ransome, Anthony Richardson   Caroline Riddick, Charity Hiddick, Sirnuel Rienshaw, Adora Robinson, Celia Rogers, George Rogers, Hattie Rountree, Henry  Scales, Anderson Scales, Catherine Scales, Porter Scott, William Shaw, Tiney Smith, John Smith, John Smith, Josephine Smith, Nellie Smith, Sarah Ann Smith, William Sorrell, Laura S rreli, Ria Spell, Chaney Spikes, Tanner Stephenson, Annie Stewart, Sam T. Stone, Emma Sykes, William   Taylor, Annie Taylor, R. S. Thomas, Elias Thomas, Jacob Thornton, Margaret Tillie Treu, Ellen Trentham, Henry James  Upperraan, Jane Anne Privette  VThitley, Ophelia Wilcox, Tom Williams   Catharine Williams, Rev. Handy Williams, John Thomas Williams, Lizzie Williams, Penny Williams, Plaz Williamson, Melissa Woods, Alex Wright, Anna  Yellady, Dilly Yellerday, Hilliard 226 232  236 244 252 259 265 269 276 281 285 289 292 295 299 306 309 312 316 324 327   332 335 342 348 352 355 359 363   367  371 376 380 385 390 394 40 . 406 410 414 420  425 431 </p>
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ILLUSTRATIONS  ~~acing page Tina ~ohnson 20 Fannie Moore 3.2? Julius Nelson 3,43 Lila Nichols 14? Tempe Pltts 173  Adora Rienshaw 212  William Scott 259  Tiney Shaw 265 rohn Smith . 269  J osephine Smith 281  Sara T. Stewart 316  William Sykes 327 </p>
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<head>Memories of Uncle Jackson.</head>
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N. C. District No. 2  .iorker Mrs. ~. N. Harriss  No. ~1ords  1363 Subj e ctj~niori~  j~T~~e j~icao~ InterviewedJobxj H~ Jackso~  . 309 5. Sixth St.  -~1~-~    ~ ~:~:  irap~~ri,~ ~ ~Q  .-~------ p ?~3\~~\C~ ~2O14 4 </p>
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320144 ~ 2   ~ivlORIES OF UNCLE JACKSON    UI was born in 1851, in the yard where my owner lived next door to the City Hall. I remember when they was finishin  up the City Hall. I also rezxiember the f oreirian., Mr. James  alker, he was general manager. The overs~en. (overseer) was ivir. Keen. I remember all the bricklayers; they all was colored. The man that plastered the City Hall was named George Price, he plastered it inside. The men that plastered the City Hall outside and. put those colum s up in the front, their names was Robert Finey and william Finey, they both was colore1~ Jim Artis now was a contractor an  builder. He done a lot o f work   round. Wilmin ~ton.    Yes ni, they was slaves, inos~ all the fine work  round ~1i1rnin ton was done by slaves. They called  em artisans. None of  em could read,. but give  em axiy plan  z~! they e ould fo lier i t to the la  line .   Interviewer:  Did the owner collect the pay for the labor, Uncle Jackson?  ~   tLI~ o, ma m. That they did n. We had a lot of then artisans  mongst our folks. They all lived on. our place with they f~j~ lies They hired theyselves where they pleased. They coll~ ted theypay, an  the onliest thing the owner took was enough to support they am  lies . They all lived in our </p>
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~.3. yaxbd it was a great b 1g plac e     the y w immen e ooked for   em and raised the chilluns. ~ ttYOu know, they lays a heap o~ stress on edication  these days. But edication is one thing an  fireside trainint is another. We had fireside trainin  .  ~  We went . to church regular ~ All our people marched behind our owners, an  sat up in the galle y o~ the white folks church. NOW, them that went to St. James Church behind their white folks didn  dare look at nobody else.  Twant allowed. They were taught they were better than anybody else. That was called the  silk stockint church. Nobody else was fitten to look at.  ttI~y rnothe r was the un  ess for ~ the white fo iks.  In those days ladies wore dot es   an  plenty of   em. My daddy was one of the part Indian folks. i~y mammy was brought here from. ~ashin  ton City   an  when her owner went back home he sold her to my folks   You I~iow   round~ Washin  ton an  up that way they was Ginny (Guinea ) ~ niggers,   that   s what my rnarnniy was   We had a lot of the s e rnalatto negro es round here, they was called tt5huffer Tonies , they wasfree issues and part mdi an   The le ade r of   em was Jame s Samps on   We   ii en was told to play in our own. yard and. not have   nothin  to do withfree issue chii en or the coimnon chil en  tcross the. street, white or colored, because they was nt Litten  to~  sociate with us. You see our owners was rich folks. </p>
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 3. 4  Our bit:; house is the one where the ladies of Sokosis (Sorosis) has their ~1ub House, an  our yard spread all round there, an  our house serva~ts, an  some of the best artisans in Wilmin ton lived in our yard.    Y~~ know, I r~i not tellin  you things what have been t9~ me, but I m tellin  you things I ~ioit~.   fil remember when the Loabbes company came from Georgia here to ~ilri  ton an  they had all ladies as officers .*   nI remember when the Confederates captured part of  the Union Army at Fort Sumter   S ~ C     and they brought them here to ~ilmin t~n ami put them out under Fourth Street bridge, and the white ladies of Wilmin ton, N. C. cooked food and carried it by baskets full to them. ~IIe all had plenty of food. A warehouse full of everything down there by the river nigh Red Cross Street, an  none of us ever went hungry  till the war was over.   t, ~ remeinb e r when Gen   rai Grant   s Army e aine to the river. They mounted ~ tO boombar the city. Mr. John Dawson an  I~ir. ~i1as Martin, they went on the corner of Second ant Nun Streets   on the top of Ben Berry  s house an  run up a whit e sh e e t for a f lag   ant the Yai~e e s di ~ n    *Note: Have not been able to verify this memory, and think perhaps the unusual uniforms of the Zoaves caused the small bo~ to think they were women, or some adult may have amused themselves by telling him so. </p>
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4 ;;  ~ 5 boombar us .   Lir. i~artin gave hi s house up to the Progro i~1arshe11s, and my mother cleaned up the house ail  washed for them. Her naine was Caroline West.     I remember when tbat Provo Liarshell told the colored  people that anyhouse in dilmin ton they liked, that was empty, they could go taJ~e it, an  the first one they took was the fine Bellamy ~~~ansion on Liarket an  Fifth Street.    ~ Unc1e Jackson t, asked the interviewer, ttdonft you remember that house was headquarters of the Federal Amiy? How could colored people occupy it?tt   Uncle Jackson:  I don t remember nothirit about Federal soldiers bein  in that h use, but I m teflin  you I ~now~~ a lot of common colored folks was in it because I seen   em sittin  on the piazza an  all up an  do~i those big front steps. I seen  em. Nice colored people wouldn t  a gone there. They had respec  for theirselves an  their white folks. Eut Dr. i3ellamy came home soon with his fam ly an  those colored people got out. ~hey wan t there long.    Ei  o1f slavery I toted water for the fam  ly to drink.  ~ remember when there was springe under where the new Court House is now, and all the white folks livin  I round the re drank. water from thos e springs . They called.  it Jacob Spring. There was also a spring on ~iarket Street between Second ~id Third Streets, that was.called MeCrayer (MeCrary) spring. They didn  t  low nobody but rich folks to get water from that spring. Of co se I got ~ there </p>
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 5.~., G   whenever I chose to tote it that far. ~e did n  work so hard in those days. I don t know flothlfl  a1~out field han s an1 workmen on the river, but so far as I knows the carpenters an  people like that started work at 8 &amp;clock  A. M. and stopped at 5 o clock P. M. Of course  round the house it was different. Our folks done pretty much what the wh ite fo Iks d Id b ecaus e we was all px~tty much one an  other.   ttDia I ever kflO~i of any slaves bein  whipped? I  seen plenty o f   em whipped over at the j ai 1   but th em was t?~ niggers, (this with a grimace of disgust, and shaking of the head.), they needed whippin . But (with a chuckle) I   would bave hat ed~. to see anybody put they han  s on one of my owhert s people . We was all   spectable an   did  ~ know notnin  aiout whitpen. Our mammy  s sp~iked us aplenty,  ~ ~ they did.    1 remember when they didn t have no trusseis   cross either river, an  they had a passages boat by the name of Walker i~i, an  the warf was up there by the Charlotte railroad . A   L . ) The Boat w ould take you from there to the bluff an  then you would have to catch the train to go to Greensboro, and other places in No th Carolina.    I remember when the Fourth Street Fire Department beil was in front of the City Hall. An  Mr. Maginny had his school right back of the City Hall.  .  ii believe we was all happy as slaves because we </p>
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6.  had the best of kere (care). I don t believe none of us was sold off because I never heard tell of it. I have always served nice folks an  never  sociated with any other kind. I brought up Mis --- -- s chil ren an  now she gives me a life intrust in this place I lives.in. I hav nt never to say really wanted for anything. I bav nt never bothered with wimmen, an  had nothin  to bother me.  itl mus  tell you  bout Govther Dudley s ~election,  an  the free issue niggers. They say i~ir. Dudley told  em if they  d vote for him he   d do more for   em than any man ever had. So they voted for him an  he was elected. Then he ups an  calls a const utional convention in Raleigh an  had all the voting taken away from   em. An  that the big thing he done for  eni.*     *Note: Governor Dudley was elected before Uncle Jackson was born, but he enjoyed thoroughly telling this joke on the  free issue niggerst. </p>
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Subj ect EX..SLAV ~1 S TORY story teller ~en~Joh~ao~ Editor ~vB~ey Waitt . ~ri 8 N. C. District No~ 2 Worker ~~vi ~ ii~~ No. Words 920 ~ 1-* as_~---~ - / </p>
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320275  ~ 9    EXdu~$IJ~VE STORY   An interview with Ben. Johnson 85 of Hecktown, Durham, Durham County, May 20   1937 .    UncLe B~fl)WhO is nearly blind and wh~ walks with ~ a  3tiCk)W~  assisted to the porch by his wife who sat down. near him in a protecting attitude. . }Ie is ntuch Less striking than his wife who is small and dainty witb. perfect features and snow white hair worn in two long braids down her backe She wore enormous heart shaped earrings, apparently of heaV goid i~hile Uncle Ben talked she occasioriafly prompted him in a soft voice.    I wuz borned in Orange Co~mty and I belonged ter Mr   Gilbert Gre~g~ near Hilisboro   I. doan. know nothin  !bou~t u~r u~ an ~ daddy, butlhadabrotherim who ~uz ~ ter dress young xnissus ~er her weddin . De tree am still ani  ~har I set under an  watch   era salI Jim   I set  dar an  I cry an  cry,  specially  when dey puts de. ehaiM. on him an~! carries him off, an  I ain t neber feitso lonesome in my whole life. I ain t neberhyar from Jim s ine.e an   I wonder now sanie time s if   en. he   s sti li vin . </p>
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2.       I knows dat de marster witz good ter us an  he fed  an  clothed us good . We had our own gyarden an  we wuz ii  long all right .    I seed a whole heap of Yankee.s when dey co~ed ter Hilisboro an  most of  em ain t got no respeck fer God, man, nor de debil. I an  t  member so much  bout   em do   cause we lives in town an   we bas a gyard.  / ~e most dat i can tell yo   bout am de Ku Klux. I  neber will fergit when dey hung Cy Guy. Dey hung him fer a  scandelous insult ter a white ~oman an  dey coined atter him~  a hundert strong .    Dey tries hini dar in de woods, an  dey scratches Cy  s ami ter git some blood, an   wid dat blood dey writes dat he shall hang  tween de heavens an  de yearth till he am daid   daid   daid   an  dat any nigger what take s down de body shall be hunged too.    We li sar   de nex   mornin   dar he hung   right ob er de road an  de sentence hangin   ober his haid. Nobody  ud  bother wid dat body fer four days an  dar hit hung, swingin  in de wind, but de foa th day de sheriff cames an  tak~es hit down.      Dar wuz Ed an   Cindy   who  fore de war belonged ter Mr. L~rnch an  atter de war he told  em ter move. He gives  ein a month an  dey ain t gor~e   so de ~u Kiuxes gits  ein. </p>
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:11 3..         irit ~ ~ a cold night when dey corned aa  drugged de niggers out n bed. Dey carried  ein down in de woods an   whup dein, den dey throws  ein In de pond, dere bodies brealcin  de ice. E~d come out an.  corae ter our house, but Cindy ain t been seed since.    Sam Allen in Caswell County wuz toi   ter riiove an  atter a month de hund~bet Ku Kiwc e orne  ti  his casket an  dey teils hini dat his tune has corne an  Wen he want ter tell his wife good bye an   s~ his pra~ ers hurry up.   ~ Dey set de coffin on two cheers an.  Sam kisses his oie oman  ~ho am a-cryin , den he kneeLs down side of his bed wid his haid on de piller an  his arms throwed out front of hini.    He sets dar fer a minute an  when he riz. he had a long knife in his hand.  Fore he could be grabbed he done kill two of de Ku Kiuxes wid de knife   an  he done gone out  ii de t . Dey sin   t k.e tch him nother   azi   de next night when dey coined back, ~ ter git him de~r shot ano her nigger by aceident.    I Irnemb ers see i  Joe Turner   another nigger hung at Hilisboro in  69 but I plumb fergot wIry it wuz. </p>
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4. 12  19~ kxiow one ti me Mis s Hendon inh ri ts a thousand.  dollars from her t ~   state an   dat night she goes wid her sweetheart ter de gate, an  on her way back ter de house she gits knocked in de haid wid a axe. She screams an.  her two nigger sarvants   Jim an  Sam runs an   save s her b ut she ani robbed.    Den she tells de folkses d~at Jim. an  Sam w~ de guilty parties, but her little sister swears dat de~r ain t so dey gits out of it.    Atter dat dey fin s out dat it am five mens, At~ter, Edwards   Andrews   Davi s an.   ~ Markham. De preacher eome s down to whar dey am hangin   ter preach dar funeral an   he t~. s dar while iightnin   plays un  de dead niens halde an   de win  blows de trees, an he preaches aich a sermon as I ain t neber byard before.    Bob Boylan falls in love wid another oman so he burns hi s wife an  four youngins up in dere house .    IDe Ku Kiuxes gits him, of course, an  dey hangs him high on de old ~ed oak on de Hilisboro Road. Atter dey hunged him his lawyer says ter us boys     Bury him good, boys, jist as good as you d bury rae if en I wuz daid. </p>
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 6. ~ 13        II shuck han   s wid Bob   fore dey hunged. him an ~ I he ped ter bury him too an  we bury him nice aa  we all hopes dat he done gone ter g1ory.~ , </p>
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2.  . ni wiis to o small to w, dey had nie to do little things like it de chickens, an  mindiu  de table sometimes; but I wus too small to work. Dey didn~t let children work niuch in dem days till dey were thirteen or fourteen years old. I had plenty to eat, good. clothes, a nice place to sleep an  a good time. Marster roved his slaves an  other white folks said he loved a nigger more den he did white folks. Our food wus fixed up fine. It wus fixed by a regular cook who didn t do anything but cook   We had gardens   a plenty   meat   a plenty, an  mot biscuit den a lot o  white folks had. I kin remember de biscuit. I never hunted any, but I went bird blindin  an  set bird traps. I caught lots o  birds.    Jack Johnson, my marster never had no children of his own. He had a boy with him by the name of Stephen, a nephew of his, from one of his brothers.. Marster Jack hadi three brothers Willis, Billy, and Matthew. I don  remember any of his sisters. There was  bout four thousand acres in de plantation an   bo t 25 s .a!es . Marster would not have an overseer.    No sir, de slaves worked very much as they pLeased. He whupped a slave now an  then, but not much. I have seen him whup  em. He had some unruly niggers. Some of </p>
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~..   3 o t em were part mdi an   an   me an . Dey all loved him doe.  I never saw a slave sold. He kept his slaves together.  He didn t want to git rid of az~y of  em. We went to de .  white folks church at Neill s Creek a missionary Baptis   Church.    We played during the Christmas holidays  ~ t we got  bout two weeks 4th of Jul~r, and lay by time, which wus  bou~t the fourth. We had great tinies at corn. shucldn s, log rollin s and cotton pickin s. We had dances. Marster lowed his S aves lots o  freedom. ~y mother used to say he wus better den other folks. Yes, she said her marster wus better than other folks.    The white folks didn t teach us to read an~ write. I cannot read an  write, but de white folks, only  bout half or less den half, could read an  write den. Dere were very few pore white folks who could read an  write. I remember de baptizin s at 4~ Reu oen Matthews Mill Pond. Sometimes after a big meetin~j dey would baptize twenty four at one time. No slaves run away from Marster. Dey didn t have any souse to do so, cause whites and colored fared alike at Marster s. We p ayed base, cat, roiJy hole, and a kind of base ball called  round town. </p>
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 4. 18       Dr. John McNeil looked after us when we were sick. We used a lot of herbs an  things. Drank sassafras tea an  mullen tea. We also used sheep tea for measles, you knowi dat. You know how it wus made. Called sheep pill tea. It shore would cuore de measles.  Bout all dat would cuore measles den. Dey were bad den. Wus den diy is now.   ft1 aaw Wheeler s Cayalry. Dey come through ahead o:f de Yankees. I saw colored people in de Yankee uniIorms. Dey wore blue and had brass buttons on  em. De Yankees an  Wheeler s Cavalry took everything dey wanted, meat, c1~ickens, an.  stock. We st~ed on wid Marster after de w~. I ve never lived out of de state. We lived in de same place ontill old Marster an  Missus died. Den we lived wid deir relations right on an  here. I am now on a place d ir heirs own.    01e Mar~ster loved his dram, an  he gave it to all his slaves. It sold for ten cents a quart. He made brandy by de barrels, an  at holidays all drank together an.  had a good time. I never saw any of  em drunk. People wati t mean when dey were drinking den. It wus so plentiful nobody notices it much. Marster would tell de children  bout Raw Head and Bloody Bones an  other things to skeer us. He would call us to de barn to git apples an  run ant </p>
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5. :1.9 hide, ari~  we would have a time findin  hirn. He give de one who found him a apple . Sometime s he didn   t give de others no apple.    I married Ellen Johnson May 22, 1865 de year de war went up   an   n~y w! f e I s lvi  as you s ee   an  able to b e ab out   I t~ not able to work   not ab le to go out anywhere. by myself . I know I cain.  t lat much longer but I m thankful to de Lord for spann  me dis long. AC </p>
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 32Q189 :: 21    TINA JOIThSON Ex-~S1ave Story An interview with Tina Johnson 85, 5. Bloodworth Street,  Raleigh.   III wu.z bawned in RiChn1Oflt~ georgia  round. eightyfive years ago . I~r m~iirny wuz named Cas s ant my father, dat is my step~father wuz named John Curtis. I got de name o ~ Johnson frum   I Johnson   I doan know who n~y ~ real daddy wuz.    Iv~y mamn~r b elonged ter a Mis  Berry who wuz pretty good ter her, but we ain t had nothin  but de. coarsest food ant clothes. I had. one brother naine Dennis. an~ ~ an  him wucked wid de others in de cotton patch.    tWe had done moved nigh Augusta when Sherman c oine, an  Sherman s sister wuz a-~livin  in Augusta. Dat s de reason dat Sherman missed us, case he ain t wantint ter  sturb his sister none.    I ain t seed nary aYankee, but fer two days an  nights I 1~yard de guns an  an   felt de earth akin ~ lak a earth3juake wuz hittin  it. De air wuz dark an  de clouds hunged low, de whole ~ earth seemed ter be fui of powder ant it nostrils seemed lak dey would bust wid de sting of it. </p>
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2. 22  Atter de surrender we stayed on an  went through  de Ku Klux scare ~ I know dat de Ku fluxes went ter a  nigger dance one night an  whupped all of de dancers. 01e   :~rster Berry wuz mad, case he am   t sont fer  em at all  an  he doan want dem    . ~Sebera1 years atter de war mammy ~ married John  Curtis in de Baptist church at Augusta, an  rite an  Dennis seed de ceremony. I pulled a good one on a white feller  bout dat onet. He axed me if I knowed dat my pappy an  mami~r wuz married  fore I wuz born.ed. I sez ter him dat I wonder if he knows whar his namn~r ~t pappy wuz married when he wuz born d.    We corned ter Raleigh  fore things wuz settled atter de war, an  I watches de niggers livin  on kush, co nbread,  lasses an  what dey can beg an  steal frum de white folkses. Dem da~ys shore wuz bad.  </p>
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.~ 54 S, ~ ~ ~ S2Q~O8O S ~ :5 5 ~~ EX~~SLMTE STORY BOB JONES   An interview with ~3ob Jones, 86 years of age, County Home, Raleigh, North Carolina.     ni wus borned in Warren County onde plentationrtlongint ter Ivljster Lo~ie Fudd. 1~y mammy wus Frar~kie. My~pappy wua named ~arry Jones~ Hirn an  my~1des  brother Burton  longed ter a Mister Jones dar in de neighborhood. 5  5 ~Marster Logie ~ young L~iarster Joe wus nice as dey could be, but MIS  B t~y wus crabbed ~n  hard ter git along wide She whupped de sarvants what done de house work an  she fussed so bad dat she inoughty nigh run all us crazy. Hit was her what soldrny Aunt Sissy Ann. &amp;n  hit wus her what vthupped my sister i~iary ~ bad. Dar vrarn t but s~tx of us slaves but dem six run a race ter see who can stay outen her sight~   f:lyC~ Mar~ter Joe wus one of de. fust t r go ter de war ~! ~ wnated ter go wid him but I bein  oi y fourteen dey. teided ter sen  Sidney instead. I hated dat,  case I shorely  wanted ter go.  ~ neberseedMa~se $oe but twice atter he left, de  S ~ ~vhen h s daddy~ wus burl d an~ when dey brung hI~ body S ~ home frtun de war ~ ~  ~ S  ~ S  j~ ~  ~ ~ ~ : .. ~ ~ ~ ~ . : ~   ~ : ~   ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ S ~ S   S   ~ ~ ~ ~          S   ~ : .   ~ ~ s5 ~ ~ ~ ~ ~   . ~ S~ ~ ~ ~ : ~.  s   ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ * ~ ~ ~  </p>
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 . . . ~ . ~ ~ 1        ~ 2.  {t~e day about seben or eight Yankees corned trount ~  place lookI .  fer Reb. scouts, dey said, but dey ain t f1n ~ none so de~r goes on tbout dere business. De next ~y a few  of our soldiers brings Marse Joe s body home frumde wa~  ti ~ doari  m~b~r whar he wus killed but he had been dead  30 J~ong dat he had turned dark~ an  Santho, a little nigger, sez ter me~  I thought, i3ob, dat i ud turn whi~te when I tent ter heaben but hit  pears ter me lak de white folkses am gwine t er turn b lack   ~    tiWe buried young LIarse Joe under de trees in de family  bUrIiflt grount an  we nigger~ sung Swing Low $weet Chariot an  :~earer My God to Thee an  some others. De oie rnissu~ wu~ right nice ter evertbody dat day an  she let de young n~is~u~ take chargeof all de business frum dat time.   ~1V/e stayed on de Ru~d plantation fer two years atter de war   den we moves ter ~ethod wh r I met Edna Crowder a ~e courted fer seberal months an  at las  I jist puts my arm  rount ~  her waist an.  I axes her ter have me. ~ She ain t got no mammy ter ax so ~he kisses me an  tells me dat ~he will. ~  t*DUDjflt de eour~e of our married lift we had five  chifluns but ~ only one of. d~ni lived. ter be . named, dat wus  ~ Hyaciiith, an   he d~ied  fore he wus a month old.  t1:~~~a~ died: too, ~ix years ago, an  lef  i~i~ ter de . . ~:  merelei  o.t:de won .. Ail my brudders an  .~iaters dead, ~ ~    ~ir&amp; </p>
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3.  inyparents dead, my chilluns dead, an~ my wife dead, but I  ~ g~t a nie.ce~ UTIII lately I been ljvjnt at de Wake County Home, but  my ni ce what lives on Person street says dat ifferi I can .git de pension dat sh . can afford ter let me stay ter her hou.se. I hope I does,  case I doan want ter go back ter de County Home.tZ .~ ~ </p>
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 32C222 . 28   ClARA JONES 408 Cannon Street  t?1 been unable ter work fer 10 years; I ~ blind. I  been in bed helpless fer four years. I eats all I can get, and takes what I am told ter take. De Lord helps me, I am depending on him. He put me into de world and he eau take me out. I was 17 years old at de surrender. i~ missus wus Liiiiie ~cott. I wus a Scott before I married William Jones. ~ ~.~arster wus Aaron Scott. I loved my ~hite folks. Hain t ~::ot no word. ter say ~g~inst ~ em. ~   t think de Government goin  to help me any; I have been fooled so many times. ~ie all should fix our salvation right thatts the thing that counts now. ~r time is  bout spent here. ttjJ~ white folks went off to de war; dey said dey  could whup   but de Lord said   ~l~0t ~ and dey didn t whup . Dey went off afin  ~ t jn~r were soon i~   and m~y did not C orne back   De Yankee s e orne through   dey took what dey wanted; killed de stock; stole de horses; poured out de lasses and cut up a lot of meaness, but most of  emis dead and gone now. No matter whether dey were Southern white folks, or Northern white folks, dey is dead nm.   I am helpless, my son, de baby~ who is de only livin  </p>
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29 2.      chile I has, takes care o  me. i~r son is a Baptis  Minister, but he has no Church. He stays here, and looks after me. He is forty years old. He has heart disease, axid his lungs are bad . He has no regular j ob   so s orne time s we have very little ter eat. Our water is cut off now. We neverhave money to buy any ice. We have had only one ten cent piece of Ic e thi s summer   Some time s my son se ts up wi d me all night.    Maybe de Lawd will help us sometime. I tru ts hini anyway. tes, I trusts de Lawd.  </p>
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320117 31     CLA1~A JOENES   An interview with Clara Jones of 408 Cannon Street, Raleigh, North Carolina.     UI doan know how old I is but I wus borned long titne ago case I wus a inarried~oman way  Thre de w~ir. We lived on Ivir. Fel.ton Mc~eets place hear in Wake. County. I wurked lak a man dar an  de hours vvus froni sunup till dark mostly. He aintt had but about fifty slaves but he makes dem do de wurk of a hundret an  fifty. We ain t had no fun dar, case hit takes all of our strength ter do our daily task. Yes um we had our tasks set out ever  day.    One day, right atter my fifth chile wus borned, I fell out in de fiel . Marster come out an  looked at nie, den he kicks me an   lows,  a youngin  ever  ten months an  never able ter wurk, I  li sell  .    A few days atter dat he tuck me an  my two younges  chilluns ter ~taleigh an  he sells us ter i~1arse Rufus Jones.    Mars e Rufus am a go od m~i in ever   way   He fed us good an  he give us good clothes an  we ain t had much wurk ter do, dat is, not much side of what we had ter do on McGee s plantation. . . </p>
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2. 32   We . ha some fun on LIarse Rufus   plantation, watermillion slicin s, candy pullin s, dances, prayer meetin s an  sich. Yes main, we had er heap of fun an  in dat time I had eleben chilluns. t%r husband, Wifliam~sti11 stayed on ter Mister  I~~c~ee s. ~ie got married in 1860, de year  fore d  war startea, I think. I can t tell yo .much  bout our courtin  case hit went on fer years an  de Marster wanted u s te r gi t marrie d s o   s dat I   d have chi Iluns ~ Whe n de slaves on de McGee place got married de marster alwa~rs said dat dere duty wus ter have a houseful of chilluns fer him.    When de Yankees come Lus  Sally, Liarse .tIUfUS  wife cried ant ordered de scalawags outen de house but dey jist 1au,~1is at her an  takes all we got. Dey ebe a takes de stand of lard . dat we has got buried in de oie fi e   an  d e haras ngi  up i n de tr e e s in de pasture. Atter dey is gone we fin s a sick Yankee in de barn an  i ~Iic  Sally nurses him. Way atter de war Lus  Sally gits a letter an  a gol   rin~g from hirn.    When ae news of ~e surrender comes i~is  Sally cries an  sez dat she can t do widout her niggers, so kiarse Rufus comes in an  tells us dat we can stay on. </p>
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3e   Wi 111am move s ob e r dar   take s de name of Jones an   goes ter an  wid a purpose an   believe me we makes our livin . ~e stay dar through all of  de construetioh days an  through de time when de Ku Kiuxes wus goin  wild an  whuppin s all de niggers. We raise our eleben~chi1luns dsr an  dar s ~thar my husban  died in 1898 an  den I comes ter Raleigh.   .  I wurked till four ye~s ago when I had a stroke flow I ain t ai~1e ter wurk ari~ I she  does want my pension. ~uii1 yol tell dem ter sen  hit in de nex  mail.  </p>
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 320211 .    Abner Jordan  Ex slave,95 years.     I, ~ ~ bavrn about 1832 an  I wus bawn at ~taggsvi11e, Marse ~au1 Cameron s plaoe. I be1o~ged to Marse Paul. My pappy s naine wus Obed an  fly mairnuy wus Ella Jordan an  dey wus thirteen chillun on our family.   I wus de sane age of Yow~ Marse ~enehan, I played wid hint an  wus his body guard. Yes,suh,Wha.re ever young ~iiarse Be~ehan went I went too. I waited on him. Young ~arse Benny run away an~ tlisted in de war, but ~~iarse Paul done went a~n  bruni him back kaze he wus too young to go arid  fi~bt de yankees.   .~rse Paul had a heap if 1!~i~gahs; he had five thousan . When he meet dein in de road he wouldri  know derrt an  whefl ha azed dem who dey wus an  who dey belonged to, dey  tell him dey belonged to Marse Paul Cameron an  dei~ he would say dat wus all right for dem to g~ right o~.   i~y pappy yriis de blacksmith an  foreman for Marse Paul, an  he blew de horA for de other nig~ahs to come iz~ fromde fiel  at night. Dey oouidn  leave de plantation without Marse say dey could.   When de war come de Yankees come to de house an  axed my xnanmiy whare de folks done hid de silver an  gol , an  dey say dey ~wine to kill mammy if she didn  tell dein. But rnanm~y say she didri  know whare dey put it, an  d~y would just have to kill her for she didn ~ kn w n  wouldn  lie to keep deia from hurting her. </p>
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36  De sojers stole seven or eight of de ho ses an  fou~i  de meat an~ stole dat, but dey didnt burn none of de buildin s nor hurt any of us s lave.   Pi:.~ pappy an  his family stayed wi4 Marse Paul five pears aftar de suri  ender den we move d t o Hill sb or o   ~ ~ a lway-s I ived t r ~t de s e parts. I amt never been out of North Carolina eighteei~ months in my life. i~orth Carolina is good enough for me . </p>
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 S20119 I :~ 38    JANE I SSITER~ About 80 y~ears old. 324 Battle Street Raleigh, N. C.    ttl am  bout 80 years old. ~ am somewhere in. ir~r  seventies   don  t zackly knOw niy age   I wus here when de Yankees corne an~ I  member seem  dein dressed in blue. I wus a nurse at dat time not big enot~gh to hold a baby but dey le t me s e t by de cradle an  ~ ek it .  stAll ri~r white folks dead an  all rr~y people an~ dead  an  I haint got no one to ax  bout ~ age . Dey had ~ age an  ~ mother s age in de Bible but dey am all dead out now ant I dont t know whur it is.   ~L~r mother an  me belonged to the Councils. Dr. Kit Council who lived on a plantation in de lower edge of Chatham County    b out thre e miles from New Hill.  1~r father belonged to de Lamberts. Their plantation wus near Pittsboro in Chatham County . My father wus nanie d Macon Larnbert alit his marster wus named At Laxnbert. Our missu~s wus named Car ohne 311 ~ fathe   s nu ssus wus named Be ekie. My grandfather wus Phil Beil. He belonged to the Bells. They lived in Chatham County . ~r grandmother wus named Peggy an  she belonged to de saine family. </p>
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2. .~  39   We lived in little oie log houses. We called  ein cabins. They had stick an  dirt ehimleys wid one door to de house ant one window. It shet to lak a door.  tiWe did not have any gardens an  we never had any  money of our own. We Jeatwurked fer de white folks.    We had plenty surnptin to eat an  it wus cooked good. ~r mother wus de cook an  she done it right. Our clothes wus home ~ made but we had plenty shiftin  clothes. Course our shoes wus given out at Christmas. We got one pair a year au  when dey wore out we got no more an~ had to go barefooted de rest of de time. You had to take care of dat pair uv shoes bekase dey wus all you got a year. The slaves caught gaine sometime an  et it in de cabins, but dere wus not much time fer huntin  dere wus so much wurk to do.    Dere wus  bout fifty slaves on de plantation, an  dey wurked from light till dark. I  member dey wurkint till dark. Course I wus too small to  member ail  bout it an  I don t  member  bout de overseers. I never seen a slave whupped, but I  members seem  dem carryin  slaves in droves like cows. De w~iite men who wus guardin  !em walked in front an  some behind. I did not see an~3r chains. I never seen a slave sold an  I don t  member ever seem  a jail fer slaves. . . </p>
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 3. 41)      ~ Dere wus no books, or lamm  uv any kind allowed. You better not be ketched wid a book in yore han s. Oat  ~ wus sumptin dey would git you fer. I ken read an  write  a little but I learned since de surrender . I~r mother  tole me tbout dat bein   ginst de rules of de white folks.  I  members it ~vhi1e I wus only a little gal. When de  Yankees come thro .   Dere wus no churches on de plantation an   we wus  not tiowed to have prayer meetings in de cabins, but we went to preachin  at de white folks church. I  member dat. We set on de back seat. I  member dat.   No slaves ever run away from our plantation  cause marster wus good to us. I never heard of him bein   bout to whup any of his niggers. Mother loved her white  . folks as long as she lived an  I loved  em too. No mister, we wus not mistreated. Mother tole me a lot  bout Raw  ~ Head an  Bloo y Bones an  when I done lnean)she say,     Better not do dat any more Raw Head an  Bloody Bones  ~gwine ter git yo .  Ha~ hal dey jest talked  bout ghosts till I could hardly sleep at nite, but de biggest thing in ghosts is somebody  guised up tryin  to skeer you. Ain t no sich thing as ghosts. Lot of niggers believe dere is do . ~ . </p>
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4. 41     lt~e stayed on at marsters when de surrender come cause when we wus fre ed. we had i~ ~ I nowhe re to :;   L)ats de truth. Mister, dats de truth. We stayed with marster a long ti~iie an  den jest moved  ~rom one plantation to another. It wus like dis, a crowd o ~ tenants would get dissatisfied on a certain plantation, dey would move   an  another gang of ni~ers move in   Dat wus all an~r of us could do. We wus free but we had nothin   cept what de marsters give us.    When we got sick   you sees we stayed wid a doctor, he looked after us, but we had our herbs too. We took sassafras tea, catnip an~ horehound tea an  flag. Flag vius good to ease pain. Jest make a tea of de flagroots an  drink it hot.   UI married Kit Lassiter in Chathani County an~ I had seven chilluns. Three boys an  four girls. All am d.ead but two   Two girls are ii    One named Loule Finch, her husband dead. She stays wid me an  supports me. She cooks an  supports me. I~r other livin  daughter  1.3 Venira McLean. She lives across de street wid her husband. Her husband had a stroke an  ain t able to wurk no more. Dey live on five dollars a week. . Dey ain t able to help me now. I moved ter k~aleigh 20 years ago. L ~r husband died here. </p>
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5. 42   I heard  bout de Ku Klux but dey never give our family no trou.ble cause we didn t give  em no cause to bother us. I don t know all  bout slavery but. I  mej~ers dere wus a lot of big fat greasy niggers goin  around, ant I reckin dey  ared good or de~r wouldn t a been ~p fat. I ey ~ot plenty to eat even if dey did wurk  em.  UI believe slavery wus all rite whur slaves wus  treated right. I haint got riuff edication to tell you nothiri   bout Lincoln an  dem udder men. Heard  em say he come thro , reckon he did too. I belong to the  United iioliness urt    S. j ~ ~ ~ (t ~ r ~1 r~, P~ ~ ~ ~  ~    ~   ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ \~_ ~ % ~ft J~~ ~ ~ j  r ~ ~ . ~AC </p>
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 i~,.farse Drew lived over here on de Virginia line   tween Red  ~~ri:: :~2i~ EJ:Lue Win~g. He owned lant  cross de Notth CaEolina line  too ~i  lived close to Blue ~inc~. i-ic treated hic niggers so mean dey v1a3 ail de time runnin  oft . If he cau.c~ht dem he beat dem nea1~~ ~ i)Ut to death . He did beat Cindy Norwood to death one time kazc s ~e run off to ~rse Reuben Jones place an  axed him to keep he ~. ~Jh~ ~ot pizen in de cutj places on her back an  had fits three th~~.Ts b~I~O   de Lawd took her . But Marce Drew ju~   lau.~h 8.11 ~ say he d:Lnt keer, dat she wuzn  no  count nohow.   -  aTh t never seed Larse Drew kaze I was ~ v)ay after de n:~ (~~3 was freed, but de~  tole me he looked. ~Ca mad bull. He was sn.oi~t wid a big head set forward on hi~ big, shoulders. His neck was so s~:Lort dat he couldn  wear no collar; he jus  ~ept de neck bindin  01 ~ shirt pinned wid ~ di~oer pin. l)e deMi done lit a lami.? an  ~ sot it burnin  in his eyes; his mouf was a w:Lckect~ash cut  cross ~ his ~ an  when be got mad his lips curled back from his teef like m~~d dog s.. When he cracked his whip de niggers swinged an   ~ d6 CIIILLUn screamed wid pain when dat plaited thong bit in dey flesh.  He beat 1~Ustis too. Mist C~i~y wuzn  no bi~ei~ den a minute an  she  Skeered ~s a kildee of Marse Drew. She didn  live lomg dey say kaze  M~rse Drew whipped her jus  befo  dey fus  baby wuz bawn.   :r.~:arse Drew done whip Luzartne~ kaze she burnt de biscuits, an  I~fis  Cary give her some salve to rub on de cut places on her back. Then i\larse Drew foun  it out he got ~ ~ dat he come bacK to ae bi~ hOU~~ n  tole MiS   Cary dat he gwine touch her up wid his whip kaze ~ give Luzarine ~ salve ~ dat when he w~n~ his ~ niggers do3tored he </p>
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 ~  ~jQCtCC~ CiOE 1 iv~  f, ~ ~ ~:ot to us~ ~iis 1asi~ a little bit to  ~ ~L;~: :1~ ~   . J_~ I (J~t~ ~~ot so s~(EGred dat ~ii~: :L:~un ~ rourL   an     rotin   de hOUSE,  ~   i~iarse ~ ruJ~ aitGi~ ICI  ~ ~n   every :~o:~ an   den he th   ow out ~ ~L i1~ ~- wni;:; ~n ~ curl it   roun ~ her shouldeLs . Evei ~  time it  Li.U ~ ci~t 01k,: n thruu~:~ her c1othe~. j~t Cary ~~ot so skeered dat dc ~H:; ~ .e th~t ni ht b~fo   ~ twuz time . De baby wuz b~n dead an  Mii:3   ~ vient on to giory wid it   Dey say she was glad to go. ~ ~ e~~.ieryt:~ir~c: on dat p1ant~Ltion, animal an  man was sl:eered :jI Ji .~. :.  ~:hip~-  ~t~t Wkii~ dat never .L~e ~ I~ arse Urew s wris  . It was ffla.i~e ~: nome-~t~nneci leatiier plaited in a un  co:c~ci bi~ as a mau   s tI~ur~  .  1J~ da~i it swun~ irOm a leather strop tied to his wris   an  at ni!it it lay on a chair   side de bed whare he could reach it easy.   it was jus   be ~o   de YankEes corne over here to  i~:ht dat ~~arse Dre~ bou1~1ht Cieve a~i  Lissa La~~on. Dey was my gran marr~uiy an   ~ gran  pappy . ~iy IrLaf~ my den was a baby . Marse Drew bou~:I~t ~ for fo  hundred an  fifty dollars. flat was cheap kaze de niggers was young wL ~ar:~L fann trainint 01e ~iarse didn  buy mammy. He said a nigger brat wuzn  no good, dey wouidn  sell an  dey might die beTh  de:j -rowed up  .   sides dey was a straiii on de in~mmy what breas   missed it, Lissa ~ut up powerful kaze he made her leave de baby behin    but Marse Drew jus ~ laughed an  tole her dat he ~~ou1d give her a puppy ; dat ~e:i was plenty o~ houn  s on de plantation. Den he snapped de chains on dey wris  an  led dem off. Llssaant ~1eve never seed dat. baby no more. Aunt Beck Lawson took an raised her an  when she  r ~rowr~ she was my niax~uny~  r ~ Yes   suh   Mars e Drew bought dein niggers like he was uyi  a </p>
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 4..    O:.~$ 01 ~!1U~L~S. Dey wuzn  rio morE den muies to him. It was early su~:i~e.: ~ ~ .L:~ ~ brung dem to do plantation, but when wheat cuttin  t IIIC OGME Lissa an~ Cieve ~iaS sent to de wheat fiel s. Dey was s ~i rt ni~~:erS, dey worked hard~- too hard for dey own good. In dem tinle,s  t.:uz de s:~art, hard workin  niggers dat brought de bes  price, an  nobody didn  know d~t~better den Marse Drew.   Une iiay Cleve seed iviarse Drew watchin  Lissa. She was gleamin  de wheat. Her skin was de col~ of warm brown ve1ve~ her eyes was dark ant bright an  thinin  like inuscadines under de frosty sun, an  her body was slender like a young tree dat bends easy. As she stoopE~i ant picked up de wheat, flirigin  it  cross her arm, she swayet~ bac~ an  fo th jus  likedena saplins down yonder by de creek sway s in de wint  C ~ve watched Marse Drew on de sly. He seed hirn watchiri  Lissa.   ~ S~d (le lustful look in his eyes, but tt~znt Lissa he lustin  afber~  twuz money he seed. in her slender swayint body, in de smooth War:~L Lrov:n Skin, an  de quick, clean way she gl~arn de wheat. ~tx~ipped to de wais  on de A1abam~. auction block she would bring~near  bout a thousan   dollars . Cieve  gun to . sweat . He turned so sick ri.  ~akeered dat he could hardly swing de scythe through de wheat. Marse Drew doie took his baby away   au   now sumpin   way down in his heart tolE: him dat he was ~W~.IIC take Lissa. He d dn  keer I1~ he parted  ~ ttwuz dollars he seed swingin   roun  his head    gol  dollars ~ &amp;h1fli~L brighter den. stars ~ . ~ ~   Twuz d  nex  .. ~y ~t i~rseDrew wentio . leve s cabin. ~ He. e~ .1~ ~ aiL! ~knoek cm ~e ~r~wi~,de butt o~ his. whip... </p>
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4~: ~    Cieve opened de door .   01e ~Aarse tole hirn to pack Lissa s clothes, dathe was takin  her to Sauf F,ostonc ie next da7 to sell her on de blocks   Cieve fell on his luees an  t~un to plead. He knew 01e Marse WUZS11 TWIne take Lissa to no Souf Boston; he was gwine take her way off an  lie wouldn  never see her no more. He beg an  promise Marse  ~c r Drev~ to be ~7ood an  do anythinp he say~do if he just leave him Lissa, dat shevas his wife an  he love her; Eut Marse Drew hit him   cross de face wid his whip, cuttin.  his lip in half, den he went .~ Lissats over  mL  felt or &amp;ec~c arr~s an  legs like she might have been a hose.  . K!len he done goneCleve went over an  set down by Lissa an   took her han . ~ Liss   gim to cry, den she jumped up an   menced to take down her clothes hangin  on de wall. ~   Cieve watched her for a while, den he made up his mm  he gwine do s~tmoin , dat she aintt gwine be took away from hirn. He say: t~Quit dat, Lissa, leave dem clothes alone. You ain~t gwine leav  me, you ain t gwine nowhare, hearme?  Den he tole her to rna~e w; a hot fire while he bring in de wash pot. He brung In de big iron pot an  set it On de hearth spi raked dc red coals all .  roan  it, den he filled itwid water. While it was heatin  he went to de door an ~ looked outs De ~ done eone down a&amp; night was crowdinr de hills   pushin  ~ but of sight . By daylight dat white ~flan wou~j~ be comf   after Lissa~ ~ . . . . . . ~ . ...  . . Clevel&amp;arn ~ed ~ at Lissa. SheHwasst*ndint    ~tt,de ~ . ~ ~ brat light*o8 knots showed de tears droppiri  off h~r cheeks. ~ . . . . . . . . . .  . . ~ . . . .   b bitt  </p>
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-4-   Cleve went outside ~ tBout &amp;n ti~ !e a scritch owl come an  set on de roar ant scritched. Lissa run out to siceer ft away, but Cleve cau~,Lt i~er &amp;fl:. Hesay,   Dontt do dat, Lissa, leave him alone. Datts de death bird, he biows ~hat he s  dolat. So Lissa didn  do   notIi~i    sb~: let de bird keep on scritchin .    /TilCfl ~ t ~ uz good an  dark Cleve tooi. a lon;2, rope an  went out, teilin   Lissa to keep de water boum ~ . Then he corne back he had Mars~e irew ail tied up wid de rope an gagged so he couldn  holler; he IU; ,CL hL ~ th owed over his shoulder like a sack of meal. He brung him in de cabin an   . laid hirn on de floor ~ den he tole him if he wou1d~n  sell Lissa dat he wouldn  hurt him. Bat Marse Drew shook his head an  cussed in, his th oat.. Den Cleve took offde gag~hut :  befo  de white ~Ln could holler out, Cleve stuffed de spout o f a funnel in his big mouf way dow  his th oat% boldin  do~m his tongue. He ax him one more time to save Lissa from de block, but Mane Drew look at him wid hate in his eyes shook his head again. Cieve didn  ~ say nothin  elseto him; he call Lissa ar~ tale her tobrin~ hi* a. pitcher of boumt water.... . . . :. ~.  ~ . .  : By den I~issa. seed:what ~.j4\r~ Was gwine 4o. She. didn  tell,  ~ ~fleve not to do it noi~ ~etMnf; she jus  t~l1e . 4epitcher wid hat water, den. she:werrL..ovez . an~.,set down on ~e floor .~nY hoI  Mane  rew 1~ hn4 sq.. be   eotil8irt~ mfla.4 ? ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ : ~ ~  .  ~ ;  ~ ~   ~ : ~  ~ i~ : Thea~Ole~ ~a~se ~ lee&amp;. wbat . dey was tifl~!k~o Ac. to Mm, his eyes  ~  bout busted out of his. head, hut when dey ax him again tbO~t ~ ~*Sa he wouldn  promise nothint ~ so Cleve set on hirn to ho1~ Int~ </p>
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down, den tool: de pitcher an1  gun to pour dat boum  water right in dat funnel stickin  in Marse Drewrs p~~f  Dat mari kicked an  strugglEd, but dat water scalded its way do~i;~n his tu  oat   burnin  up his insides . Lissa brur~~  another pitcier full an  d&amp;y wuzn  no pity in h r eyes as s~e watched Ear~e Drew f1~htin  hi~ ~j~r +~ toment, cussin  all nig~ers an~ Abraham Lincoln.   After da~ Lissa an  Cleve set down to wait for de sheriff. Dey kneu ttWUzflt no use to run, dey couldn  get nowhare. tBout sunup de folks come an  foun  M~rse Drew, an  dey foun  Lissa an  Cleve settIn by de door han  in han  waitin  . Then dem niggers tole what dey done an  how come dey done it dem white folks was hard. De sheriff took de rope front  rouiY Marse Drew an~ cut it in two pieces. He tied one rope  roun  Ci~ve1s neck an  one rope trount Lissa s rieck an  hung dem up in da~ big ~ak tree in de yard.   Yes, suh, dat s what hapoened to my gran in~uuy an  gran pappy in slavery times. Dis here cabin we s settin in is de same cabin whare Cleve an  Lissa scalded Marse Drew, an  dat oak tree tside dc paf is de saaie tree dey was huw~  on. $omet nies now in de fail of de yGar when I se settinT in de door after de sun done gone down; an  de wheat am ripe an~ beiidin  in de win , an.  de moon am rount an  yeller like a mush rrielon, seems like I sees two shadows swingin  from de bi~ I1~&amp;~ of dat tree -~ I sees dem swirigin~ low side by  ~ s~i~e wid dey fee~t~ n~ear  bout touchin  de groun   . . ~ ~:  ~ ~ ~   . ~ ~ . ~ ~ ~ . ~ ~              ~1 ~  ~ </p>
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Subj ect ~ ~  Person Interviewed Jane Lee ___ Editor G. L. Andrews N. C. District No. 2  ~iorker ~ iro. Words 390 ~:.  .~ :~-~-  ~ ~  :~ ~  ~  .   ~ ~  . ~:~    y ~~ .~. ~ ~  ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~: . ~ ~ ~ .~  ~: ~ ~ .: ~ ~.. . ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ . ~ ; ~ : ~ ~ ~    ~ ~    .        ~ ~ . . j~~: </p>
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~OOi3  52  JANE LEE    An interview with Jane Lee, 81 years old, Selrna, North Carolina.   ~ ~1 wus borned de slave of Marse Henry McCuLLers down ~F  at Clayton on de Wake an  Johnston line. I~iy daddy wus named Addison an   my n a~my wus named Caroline. Daddy  loj~ed to i~ii~. John Ellington who also lived near Clayton. I doan know de number of ivir. El1in~jt~on s slaves, but I know dat ~arse Henry had six or seben.   ~ Marse Henry ain t had no oberseer ner no patterollers nother. He managed his business hisseif an  ain t needed~~. nobody. He whupped dem when dey needed hit but dat ain~t often, not dat he ain~t put de whuppin  on dem what did need hit.   UI  members de Yankees commt good as ir en hit wus  yesterday. Dey corned wid a  big noise, chasint ~ white folks what wus in de army clean away. Dey chase dem to Raleigh an  den dey kotch te~, out d~y ain t had much tin:e, ter do us any damage case dey wus too busy atter de PLebs.    We woods wus full of runaway sla~s ant  Rebs who deserted de army so hit wus dangex ous to walk out. Marse Henry :;~ ~e US a speech about hit an  atter I seed one rag a-j mu~fin ni~ger man dat wus so hongry dat his eyes pop out, I    ~i!1~ t took   no more walks .    ~   :~ :   tAtter de war we moved on Mr~ Eiii~ toi~ place wid </p>
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-~2-~ ~   daddy an1 dar I stayed.ti~l I married Wyatt Lee. ~ratt wus a bad proposition an~ he got shot in Fay tteville atter w  h d five chilluns.. Wyatt tuck a woman to Fayettevifle an~ a man named Frank Wiattiner killed him about her. Den my oldest boy went to wurk in Virginia an  a man named Rudolphus killed him  bout a yaller gal. Both of de murderers runaway an  ain~t never been ketched.    1A11 five of my chil1un~ am daid now, an  fer de past ten years I se done ever1thing but cut cord wood.   UHOW does I live? Well I lives now an  den. De county  gives me two dollars a month an  de house am mine dunn  my life time. Mr. Parrish sold hit to Judge l3rooks wid de understandin  dat hit am mine long as I live. I don~t know why, none of us never  lori~ged ter de Parrish s ner nothin  dat I knows of    ~.* .. ~ .  ~ ~        J ~   : ~ :; ~:~:  . : .. . .~ . ~.. .. . ~ ..: ~:    ~  :  .~ . . ~ . .    !~~ ~ ~J ~ ~  ~4~ ~k ~ ~  ~ ~ ~ ~ J ~  ~ J~ ~ ;~ ~ ~  J ~ J ~ ~4 \ J   ~JJ ~ </p>
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N. C. District~~~  Worker T. Pat Matthews No.  ~iords 1138 _____ Sub j ect QP~i~J~ Q_________ Person Interviewed__Chana L t~~ohn  Editor_~~~jitt~~~~~~~~~~~~ ~p  .~             ~ ~  323258 54 </p>
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  ~ 55 323258  CHANA LITTLEJOHN 215 State Street  .~Li //    ~ UI remember when de Yankees come. I remember when ~ ~ de soldiers come an  had tents in Marsterts yard before .d.ey  went off to de breastworks. My mother wus hired out before de surrender an  had to leave her two chilluns at home on Marsterts plantation. Then she come home Christmas he told her she would not have to go back any more. She could stay at home. This wus de last year o  de war and he toi  her she would soon be free.    My eyes are mighty bad. De doctor said he would work on tern if somebody in de Agriculture )~ii1ding would pay  it.1 I can t see at all out of one eye and the other is bad.    LI doan reckon I wus ten years old when de Yankees C orne   but I wus unnit around ant c an r emember a 11 ci is. Guess I wus tbout ei~ht years old. I wus born in Warren County, near Warrenton.   belonged to Peter Mitchell, a long, tail man. There were  bout a hundred slaves on de plantation. My missus wus named Laura. Mother always called me  oie Betsyt when she wus mad at me. Betsy wus ~arster Peter s mother. I remember seem  her. She wus a big fat tornan wid white hair. She give biscuits to all  1. The office of the State Board of Welfare is in the Agriculture ~iilding. </p>
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-2-   5G de chillun on Saturdays . She also looked out for de slave chiiluris on Sunday. Ivly father wus n~ned Marcillus Litt1e~ john and my mother wus named Susan Little john.    1We had gardens and patches and plenty to eat. ~ie also got de holidays. Marster bought charcoal from de men which dey burnt at night an   on holidays . Dey worked ant made de stuff, an  marster would let dem have de steer~ carts an  wagons to carry deir corn an~ charcoal to sell it in town, Yes sir, dis wus mighty nice. ~/e had plank houses. Dere wus not but one log house on de plantation. Marster lived in de big house. It had eight porches on it.    Dere wus no churches on de plantation, an  I doan re~ member any prayer rneetin   s   When we sang we turned de wasb~ pots an  tubs in de doors, so dey would take up de noise so de white folks could not hear us. I do remember de ~atherin s at our home to pray fur de Yankees to come. All de niggers thought de Yankees had blue bellies. The old house cook got so happy at one of dese rneetin s she run out in de yard anT called,  Blue bellies come on, blue bellies come on.  Dey caught her an  carried her back into de house.  ---  Whende overseer whupped one o  de niggers he made all de slaves sing,  Sho  pity Lawd, Oh~ Lawd for~ive~. When dey sang awhile he would call out one an  whup him. </p>
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-3- He had a sing fur everyone he whupped. Marster growed up wid de niggers ant he did not like to whup  em. If dey sassed him h  would put spit in their eyes and say tflOW I recon you will mind how you sass me.  tiWe had a lot o~ game and possums. When we had game  marster left de big house, and corne down an  et wid us.   ~Jhen marster wantt off drunk on a spree he spent a lot of time wid de slaves. He treated all alike. His slaves were all niggers. Dere were no half~.white chilluns dere.    Marster would not let us work until we were thirteen years old. Den he put us to plowin  ~ soft lan , an  de men in rough lan . Some of de women played off sick an  went home an  washed an  ironed an  got by wid it. De oberseer tried to make two of  em go back to work. Dey flew at him an  whupped him. He told de marster when he come  home, marster said,  Did you  low dem women to whup you?  t t   he replied   den marster tole him if women e ould whup  him he dldntt want him. ~xt he let him stay on. His name vms Jack Rivers.. He  wus hired by marster. Marster Rivers did not have any slaves . Dere wus no jail on d e plantatiOn, case when er overseer whupped er nigger he did not need any jail~.    De black ~ .ka better not be caught wid a book but one o  de ehilluns at our plantation, 1Y1~rster Peter Mitchell s </p>
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s ist er had taught Aunt Is abe lia to r e ad and wr ite   ai ~ dur in ~ de war she would read, an  tell us how everythint wus goin . Torn Mitchell, a slave, sassed marster. Marster tole him he would not whup him, but he would sell him. Tom s brothe~ Eenry,toY him if he wus left he would run away, ~o marster sold both. He carried.  em to Richmond to sell  em. He sold  eni on de auction block dere way down on ~oad Street. Jhen dey put Tom on de auction block dey found Tom had a broken leg and marster didn t git much fer him. He wanted to git enough  ~er these two grown settled men to buy two young men. Torn wus married. He ~zus sold from his wife and chilluns. Iviarster did not git enough fer  em to pay for dese two young boys. He had to pay de difference in money. De boys were  bout 21 or 22 years oie. When rnarster got back wid  em de overseer tole him he had ruined his plan~ tation. De boys soon become sick wid yeller fever ant both died. Dey strowed it  round, an  many died. Marster shore made a me s s   thin~g s dat time.    Dr. Ben Viilson, of Warren County wus Iviarster ~iitcheli s brother-1n--law. He  tended de sick folks an  he made many trips. Sometimes as soon as he got home dey sent fer him a~gain.    We played mumble-peg an  hop-scotch when I wus a child, we played jumpin  de rope.a lot. </p>
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-5- 59  UI have never been married. I ha~ only one brother.  He has been dead six years. Since he died I have had a hard ti~~e makin  a livint. E~other John lived wid me until he died. I had only one sister. She died many years ago. I think slavery wus mighty hard an  wrong. I joined de church tcause I had religion an  de church would help me to . ke~  it. People should be religious sodey will have a place in de beyond.    Abraham Lincoln wus a good man. I have his picture. I think Mr. Roosevelt is a good God.~fearin  man. When he ~its sick I prays fer him. ~hen he is sick I is jist as scared as I kin be. I prays fer him ter staywell. </p>
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;.~ . 61. 320233   CHARiTY ~i1~ALLIST~R 602 South Street      My naine is Charity ~ ~cA1Iister. I wus here a long time before de Yanke es come here   I wus ! bout grown when dey corne through. I ain t hardly a~1eto cook my little suinptint to eat now. I ain t able to work out. No sir, not able to work. Done and worked y time out. I wus a grown gal when de Yankees come. I wus  bout 18 years old. I loves to give you de truth anci I knows I wus dat old. I wus a grown gal.    Lily father wus named 1~.ob~rt blalock. He  longed to de Blalocks o  Harnett County. IVly mother ~vus  thiie laie  Allister. She  1onged~ to Jennett l~icAllister in Harnett County. I   longed to Jobn G~eene at Lillington, Harnett County. ~iy mother first  longed to Jobn Greene. She got in de family way by a white man, a nd John Greene sold her to a speculator named 3111 Avery of ~aleigh, a speculator. Dey sold my brother. He wus as white as you is. ~hen de surrender came mother went back to Mise Jennett 1~cA1list r in Harnett County. .uat  s how dey ~ ot back dere. I wants  to te Il d e truth and dats what I is g oin   t o do. ftI tell you I wus whupped dunn  slavery time.  Dey whupped us wid horse ~hair whups. Dey put a stick under </p>
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 2. 62    our legs an  tied our hands to de stick and we could not d~ nuthin  but turn and twist. Dey would sure work on your back end. ~very time you turned dey would hit it. I been ~hupped dat way and scarred up . We slept on rnattresse s made o  tow sacks. Our clothes were poor. One~piece dress made o  carDet stuff, part oi~ de ti;:.e. One pair o  shoes a year after Christmas. Dey give   em to us on January first; no shoes till after Christmas. Dey did not ~:ive us any holidays Christmas in harnett County. Dat wus   ginst de rules. No prayer nor nuthin  on de plantation in our houses.~ Dey did not  low us to go to de white folks church, Dey did not ~ low de slaves to hunt, so we did not have any game. Dey did not  low us any patches. No sirree, we did not have any money.    De slaves Slept a lot on pallets dunn  slavery days. A pallet wus a quilt or tow carpet spread on de floor. ~ie used a cotton pillow sometimes. Dere wus about 50 slaves on de plantation. ~e had no overseer on master s plantation, and no books and  schools o  any kind7~or niggers. I cannot read and write. No sir, I wish I  ~ou1d read and write.   nI split rails and worked in de Cape Fear River Low Grounds. We fenced de fields wid rails split from trees, pine trees. Dey were eleven feet long.  . ~ Yes sir, I~eed de patterollers. I seed a plenty </p>
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3.  of dem scoundrels. OhL ho, de Ku L~1ux, Hat, Ha~ Dey were real scandals, and I jest caint tell you all de mean things dey done right after de war. Reubin i~Iatt iew s slave, George I~Iatthews, killed two Ku Klux. iJey double teamed hirn and shot him   and he cut   em wid de ax, and.. dey died.   ni wus married x!ight~. after de war. De second year after de war, I marriecTiRichard Rogers, but I kept ~ naine o  McA~ll:L ster right on . My husband be en dead a good long time . Lawd, I dont t know how long . I been married one time, and dat wus one time too much. I have two sons, one name C larenc e   and one named J0bn   two ~iaughters1 one in Newport News   one in ~as~ington, i   C     one r~axned Lovie, and one named Lula.     BN 63. </p>
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e~ 65 C 20032  CLARA COTTON MC-COY  EX~-~SLMWE 82 YEARS    uYesmna, I was bawn eighty.-two years ago. ~r in~iny died den an   my gran mammy raised me . I sho do  member when dat man Sherman an  his mens marched through Orange County, but, j t d~J~dfl   take rio army of Yankees to ruin ray white folks home, it took jus  one Yankee   but even dat didn tbow my Mistis  head.   I ain t never seed nobody as proud as my Mis  tRj~h Cotton. She never bowed her head to trouble nor nobody ; she nevereven bowed her head in chu ch~ When de preacher prayed s he jus ~ fo ided her hands an  s et up straight~, fac in  de Lawd wid no fear. No, suh, my Listis ain t gwine bow her head no time. Young Mis  Laughter broke her mammyts heart, but she ain t make her bend her head.   Mis  Laughte ~ ~ sho nuff name was Mi   Clorena Cotton. She waan  tall an! dark like i~is   Riah; she was little an  rouii  ant pretty as a th rn flower, all pink an  gol  . She was jus   like a butterfly   never still a minute   ii  here an  ionder, laughiai  wid everybody. Dat s whare she got her name   Us niggers   gun to call her Mis   Laughter kaze she was so happy . She was dGT only one ~ dat could make i   Riah smile. She would r;m up to Mis   Mali an~ ruffle her hair dat she done e,omb back  so slick an  smo th, den she would stick a red rose behin  ~ her. ears: :~! .. 65y. SNow, pretty Mamrn y, you  io~k like you did when:Papp~ ~  :COme c ~i~ tin .  ~~Marse~edwouId1ay.down his </p>
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paper an  look fus   at Mis   Riah den at Mis   Laughter, an  for a minute Mis   Riah would smile, den shc would look firm an  say to Mis  Laughter.  Don t you know datrightousness an  V irtue am more   e eptab le to de Lawd den b ea ty ? You   s worldly, Clorena, you s too worldly.    Mis   Lat~ghter would throw back her head an   laugh     her eyes would shine bright as blue glass marbles. She tole Mis   Riali dat she  specs dat when her man come he gwine see her face befo  he seed her rightousness, so she gv ine wear roses an  curls den he would know her when he se cd her . Den b Th~ j~  Riah could speak her mind, Mis  Laughter done gone skippin . down de hail  . her little   fee ta in de   slippers wink  from ~e ruffles of her pantXalets . Eve~body on de place love dat chile an  de house wasn  never de same after she done gone away.   ~y grau  maiw   Rowena   say dat Mi s     Riah was bawn for trouble. She was bawn de las  day of March  tween midnight an  day . De moon was on de wane   an   j us   as Mi sti s was bavin de wind come down de chimbley an  b ew de ashes out on de hearth. Gran rnammy say dat mea~i trouble an  death; dat new bawn baby ain1t never gwine keep long de things she love de o    an  she better never love robody too weLL   if she do dey gwine be took away from her, an ~  t oubi~ aho did follow Mis   Ri~~~ after she growed Up. ~ . ~. Whende war corne Marse Ned went off to fight. . He was   M rs e ~:erai ~~~COtto~ de~ . Dat ~ didn  t ~ leave nobody &amp;t. home   tC ept   Mi.s  .~:  ~ah~ i~eD ~marnm~ Mis  &amp;berta Davis~ but we~caUed her oie </p>
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67   :~ist1s, den dare was Mis  Laughter an  young Marse Jerome. Young ~arse   but fifteen when de war started   but dey got him in de las  call an  he didn  never come back no more.   De plantation was big   but Mis     R-iah   tended to things an  handled de niggers same as a man. De fus  year o1 de wa~ she rode a hoss tbout de fieJds   ke an overseer, seemt after de cotton ant cawn an  taters. But de Yankees come an1 set fire to do cotton; dey took de cawn to dey cari~ for dey hosses, an  dey toted off de taters to eat. Dc nex year Mis   Riah d dn  plant no cotton a taU kaze de se Eds an   gin done been burned up   but she had de niggers p lant cawn   taters an  a good garden . Dat fall de wind blew de hickory leaves to de no th an  by spring trouble done come sho nuff. Dey was a drouth an  de ca~i didn  come up; de garden burned to pa chment, but de taters done all right. Wid all dat Mis   Riah held up her head an  kep  goin . Den one day a buzzard flew over de house top an  his wings spread a shadow out on de roof . Dat night death corne an   got 01e I~iiistis. She passed on to glory in her sleep .   .  Twas de   s will,  Mis    Riah to le gran  mammy   an   she still held up her head   But Grau   mammy said dat if somebody had shot dat buzzard an  wiped his shadow off de roof 01e Mistis wouldnt have gone nowhare.   De next spring dey wasn  much to  plant. De Yabkees done kep  to~in  off everything, hosses an  all,  twefl dey wasnt much lef . But de  niggers, gran rnanrny an  pappy along wid dem, dug up de ga~de wid:de grubbin hoe anl planted what seeds dey had. Mis  </p>
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 ~  :68   t Riahi: ~ ~ t 1~Tit Laughter  s clothes  gun ~ to look oie   but grantm~i.mmy kept dem washed an  sta ched stiff.  Twas Mis  Laughter dat kep  us from frettin  too much. She would look at Mi  RIah an  say     11 be all right   i~mmy   when Marse Ned comes h nie.  Sometime she call her pappy Marse N~d ~jUS  like dat . One day Mars e Ned did come home . Dey brurzg him. home .   Twas  bout sunset . I tmembers kaze   twas de same day dat my oie black hen hatched de duck eggs I done set her on, an  de apple treed was bloomin . De blooms look jus  like droves of pink butterflies flyin  on de sky. Dey brought Marse Ned. frL de ho se anr Ia~ . him. out in de parlor. Mis   Riali. stood  ~AI~h~~1de him wid her head up.  TWas de Lawd ~s will, she to le Gran.  rnar ~y   but an  mammy sho ok her head an   gun to cry, an  say: ryOu can  t put dat on de Lawd   i    Riah,~ you sho can t~ . tTwaaat de Lawd s will a tall,  twas de will of de cnssed Yankees.T Den she turn ~roun  an  took Mis  Laughter s hand an  led her up stairs an  put her to bed. ~   After dat things got wo rs e . Dat wind dat blew tr~ub1e dowii de chinthley for Mist Riah when she was bawn  gun to blow barder. De war got young Marse ~Terorzie an  shot him down. Dey wom  t much to eat   de coffe e was made ou~t of pa J ~hed cawn an  de ~weeth.i~ was cane lasses, an~ de ham. anr white bread done been gon  a long time . Dey won  t no eggs an  chickens   an ~ dey ~L t: ~xt one fresh cows bu~t nobody ai&amp;t never seed MiS  ~  ~Riah  herh~ dziorshed atear. ~   ~ </p>
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-5-.  ~hen de surrender corne dey was Yankees canped aU rro~T de piantatio  an~ Eiilsboro was full of dem. One day a Yankee maris come to de house. He~as young. He come to see if M1~ tPLiah dic5II  want to sell her place. Mis   Riali stood in de  door an  talked to him, she wouldnt let him come on de po ch. Sb~e to le him she would starve beTh  she would s e 11 one foot of her I  to a Yaxike e   an ~ dat he shou1d~i ~   darken de do  r o f ~ he r houe e.   Bout dat time L~ls  Laughter corne down de hail ant stood  behin  her mammy. Her hai~ curled ~b ut her head yellow as a dandyiioi  a~ she had ~ a blue dress. Th~ dat sojer seed her he stopped ~ dey looked a ~ looked at each other  ~tweli  Vfis~  Riah turned trount . When she done dat Mis  Laughter turned an  run. up de stairs4   ~fter dat Mis ~ RIah wouldnt let dat chile go no place by hersef. I was her boQ~guard, everywhare she went I had to go too. W~ would go to walk down in de pine woods back of de paster, an ~ somehow dat Yankee would go to walk in. dem woods too. Every time we seed him he would give inc a piece of money, an  ~ when I got back to d~ house I didn  tell nothin  . Dem one day I b~eard dat sojer tell Mi ~ laughter dat he was gwine away. Mis  Laughter ~gwi to cry an~ 1 d dn  hear what else dey said  haze dey s rit ~  d wa de path. But dat night Mis  L~.ughter put lier clothes In her box an  made me tote lt down to de paster an r ~4e ~t iii de blackberry patch~ Den. She gtve nte a note an  </p>
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7() tole me to go to bed wi  go to sleep, but w1~e.:. mo~~nin  come to give de note to Mist tp~j~j~~   De nex  mornin   I give de note to Mis    ~R1ah   but by den i  Laughter done gone off wid dat Yankee . Mie   ~ Rj~h called all us niggera in de big room.* She took down de family Bible from de stand an  marked out Mis  Laughter s name. ~I ~in1t ot no daughter,   she say. ~ tM~mber   de~ chile dat I had am dead an  her name mustn  never be called in dis house no more.    We all went out  cept Grantmaxnmy, but Mis   Riah woulthi  let her talk to her  bout ii  ii Laughter   ant when de letters  gun to come dey was sent back unopened.   Mis   Riah s niece, Mis  Betty an  Marse John Davis, hur uan    c orne to live wid Mis   t~j~J.j to he lp he r   ~ ~ things ~ but ~body was  lowed to call Mis  Laughterts n~une. Even though dey was free, gran xnarrnny an  pappy an  seine more of us niggers stayed on. at de plantation helpin  on de farm, but in  bout a year is1   Riah tack sick   Mit Betty wanted to sen   for it Laughter ~ but Mis   ~ wouidn  even answer   but Mit Betty sent for her anyhow ant kept her down stairs. Den one day de sun turned black an~ de chickens went to roost in de day time. Grantmarnniy flung her apron over ~er fgce an  tgun to pray kase she knew de death angel was coniin  after Mis    Riah. Mist Betty  ~: got Mii  Laught~   an1 when ehe come up de stafrs all us house :~ q~ ers~ood  in de ~aii Watchin  her go in to see MiS   Riah.  S1~e was layint oeL d  bed wid. ber eyes simt like she was sleep. Mist Laughter went in an  *neel down by de bed~     ~axnm~, </p>
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7:1 -.7-   . I~m~my     she say soft jus ~ like dat.   Mis  tRjahts b~arLis caugi~t hold .~  ~of de quilt tight,.~ bat she ain t opened her eyes. Gran m~my went up an  laid her hand on_ her head, but she shook it off~   Dc tears was runnin  down ~is~ Laughtert.s cheeks. izmny,~  she say,  Itse sorry -- I loves you, M~nxny.T   vii   Riah turned her face t o de wall an  her back on Mis  Laughter. She ain t never opened her eyes.  Bout d~at time de sun come out from 1  dem black wings of Sh;~C1OW ~ tRjah s soul went on to glory to meet L~rse Ned~.   Yes  ru, Mi    Riah sho was proud   but Gran marnrny say   twon  ~ no war dat brun~ all dat trouble on her, she . say  t~~as de wind dat conic down de chimbley de ni~ht she was bavrn.--~e no th wind dat blowed de ashes  bout de hearth.                ~ </p>
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73 . 320219   ~ A GOOD MISTRF3S~   An interview with Henrietta McCullers,. eighty-~seven years old, of 531 E.~ Davie Street, Raleigh, North Carolina.     n i ~ borned roun  eighty~seben years ago in ~ake County. i~ e ant ~y ~j~r~y t longed ter Mis ~ Betsy Adams an   iiiy pappy   longed ter Mr . Nat Jone s . I think dat Marse Nat hacla whole passel o~ slaves, but ~~is  Betsy ain t had more n six or seben. ~   u Yo  ax me iffen Mise pets-y wus good ter us? She wus so good dat I loved her all her life   now dat ~ s daid I loves her in her grave.   t We et de same rations what she et ~ri~ we slept in  de saa~ie kind 01 bed sh  slept in~ I knows dat sometimes she d have company ~  shetd do a heap o  extra fixin ~ but she ain t neber fix better fer de company dan fer us.  n She d let us have a co n sbuckint ~net a year, an~ o:C~ course, we had a heap of prayer meetin s an  a  ~ew socials. Shealn t wanted herni~gers ter dance case she am such a good ~hrist1an   but sh e let us have c andy pullin   ~ an   s ich.   p When de wuck warn t pushin ~ she d let us go fishint  an  s~r4in~th1t an aU~ only we ~jist waded, case we ain t used  enough ter de *ater~ Yo~ knew dat ni~gers am nat u 1i~r skeerd o~  water anyhow. . .. ~   ~  . ~ ~ </p>
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~. 74  n Iffen de wuck viu~ pushin  we wucked from sunup till dark an  Mis  i3etsy wucked too.  Man, she v~ us a wuckin~ woman, an  she made us wuck too; but I loves her better dan ~ does my own chilluns now   an   dat   s one reason dat I wants ter go ter heaben. Ail my life when I done a bad thing I think  bout  vIis  ~3etsy  ~ teachin s an~ I repents.     n ~ plowed an.  dug ditches an~ cleaned new grourit; ~it hard wuck am  t neber hurted me yit. De master wus ~oo puny to ~vuck, an  I often thinks dat ma~rbe he married L.is  ~3ets  to look atter him. Dey only had one mans Uncle L ose, ar~  so, of course, he had to have some help ter ten     bout a hundert acres.   n i~1ost of our lan  wus ~l~nted in feed stuff fer us an  de cattle. An so we raised ever thing but de coffee. Sometimes we drunk Japonica tea, an~ done without de coffee.    t on Sunday s yot&amp; should o  seen us in our sunday best goin  ter church  hind de missus coach, wid oie Uncle Mose high on de box. We can t read de hymns eben iffen we had a book   cause we ~ain   t   lowed ter have no books   but we sung jist de same.    t At Christmas time we had a party at de big  house . ~  Mi~   Betsy had sabed a bushel er so o  de latest apples an  she rn&amp;Ie a big di sh of las ~e s candy ant we p opped pop e orn an  wus ~ happy . it betsy always give us some e lothes ant we had a </p>
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75 3.  feas  all through de week of ho1idays~  H When. de Yankees corned dey jist about cleaned us  out~ Dey kills p gs,~.turkeys, calves an  hens all over de p1ace,de~ gits de eserves an  a heap 0T de lasses an  dey sass Mis  Betsy~ All dis wus dem bad~mannered soldie?s~ fault, case Abraham Lincoln aintt mean t fer it ter be dis way~ I know.: I reckon dat most o  dein soldiers wus pore white  trash. Dey doan keer  bout de niggers, but dey ain t W~ ted our white folks ter be rich.  tt~e ~aiikees am  t 3tayed long in our neighborhood  case dey am a-~1ookin  fer our soldiers, so dey goes away. . r  Did I leave atter de war wus ober? Naw sir, I  ain t, an  all de rest stayed on too. Uncle. Mose stayed on too. Uncle Mose stayed de rest o~ his life, but I left two years atterwards when I got married. tt My memory am gittin  so short dat I doan .~  member  ray daddy   s naine   ner my brothers an  sisters names. ~ I I member dat my mammy wus named P 1 e ty do   an  I .   members niy  fust lessoa from Mise Betsy,  Doa.n lie, an~ doan steal, ax  fer what yok needs   needs   mind yo 1, not what yo k an~    ~ L~ti: era ort ter be back in slavery now, dey d be better an  happier dan dey is .   I am ~ t neber ~ had a whuppin  in my life  ant dat  ,s more dan most of dese free niggers ~ can say.     EH </p>
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~.  :~ *~~(  ~ ( ~6) ~           WILLIE McCULLOUGH    8 McKee Street, Raleigh, North Carolina. Age 68 years.     I was born In Darlirigton County, South Carolina, the 14th of June 1869 . My mother was named Ri lia Mc-~ Cullough and my father was named Marion McCullough. I remember them very weil and many things they told me that happened during the Civil War. They beion~ed to a slave owner named Billy Cannon who owned a larg e p1an-~ tation near Marion, South Carolina. The number of slaves on the plantation from what they told me was about fifty. Slaves were quartered in small houses built of logs. ~ They had plenty of rough food and c~oth~~  ing. They were looked after very well in regard to their health, because the success of the master depended on the health of his slaves. A man can t work a sick horse or mule. A slave occupied the same place on the plantation as a mule or horse did, that is amale slave. Some of the slave women were looked upon by the slave ~ owners as a stock raiser looks upon his brood sows   ~ that is from ~ the standpoint of produc tion. If a slave woman ~ had children fast she was c one idered very valuable b e~ cause slaves were valuable property. </p>
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~. ~ 78  tiThere was classes of slavery. Some of the ha1f~ white and beautiful young women who were used by the marster and his men friends or who was the sweetheart of. the marster only, were given special privileges. Some o:e  em worked very little. They had private quarters well fixed up and had a great influence over the marster. Some of these slave girls broke up families by getting the marster so enmeshed in their net that his wife, perhaps an older woman, was greatly neglected. Mother and grandmother tole me that they were not allowed to pick their husbands.   SMother tole me that when she becariie a woman at  the age o ~ sixteen years her marster went to a slave owner near by anI got a six~foot nigger man, almost an entire stranger to her, and told her she must marry him. Her marster read a paper to them, told them they were man and wife and told this negro he could take her to a certain cabin and go to bed.   This was done without getting her consent or even asking her about it. Grandmother said that several different men were put to her just about the same as if she had been a cow or sow.. The slave owners treated them as if they had been common animals in this respect.  ..  Mother said she loved my father before the surr~e~er and just as soon as they were free they married. Grandmother was named L&amp;ina Williams   She belonged to a planter </p>
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..13_ 79  who owned a large plantation and torty slaves adjoining ~Lr. Cannon s plantation where mother and father stayed. I~r grandmother on my mother s side lived to be 114 years   old, so they have tole me.   Il ran away from home at the age of twelve years and   went to Charleston, South Carolina. I worked with a family there as waitin  boy for one year. 1 then went to Savannah, Ga. I had nc particular job and I hoboed every~ where I went. I would wait all day by the side of the railroad to catch a train at night. I rode freight trains and passenger trains. I rode the blind baggage on passenger trains and the rods on freight trains. The blind baggage is the car between the mail car and the engine. The doors are on the side and none at ~the end. I hoboed on to Miami over the Florida East Coast Railroad. I next went from Miam~i to Meniphis, Tenn. after staying there a few days and working wIth a contractor, I again visited Charleston, S. C. I had been there only two days when I met some Yankees~ from Minnesota. They prevailed on me to go home with them, promising if I would do so they would teach me a trade. I went with them. We all hoboed. We were halted at the Blue Ridge mountains but we got by without going to jail. We then went to ~ N. J. ~~cm N. L to Chicago   Ill.   then into Mi ~ waukee, </p>
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~. So ~1i~ .   then on into Minneapolis   Minn. Many towns and cities I visited on this trip,~I did not know where I was. My Yan-~ kee   companions looked out for me . They taught me the trade of makin~g chairs and other rustic f~urniture~ They taught me 164 ways of making different pieces of furniture. I spent 11 years in Minnesota but during that time I visited the South once every three years, spending several days in the c ounty of my birth . Mother and father farmed all their lives and they often begged me to settle down but the wanderlust had me and for 30 years I trave ed from place to place. Even while in Minnesota I did not stay in Minneapolis all the time. I visited most every town in the state during the eleven years I stayed there and made hobo trips into most of the adjoining states~    The main Yankee who taught me the trade was Joe i~irton. He an~ the gang helped me to get food until I learned the trade well enough so I could make a living working at it. ~ UI have made a lot of money making and selling  rustic furniture, but now I am getting old. I am not able to work as I used too. Not long ago I made a trip from Raie igh to Charleston, S   C .   but the trip wa~ different from the old days. I hitch~hi1ced the entire distance. I rode with white folks   On one leg of the trip of over 200 mIles I rode with a rich young man and his two pals. </p>
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 320207 .. 63    JAMES TTJ~R~ER MCLEAN Lilflngton, N. C. Rotite 1    ~1~! name j s Jatne s Turner McLean   I was born ix~ Harnett County near Cape Fear River in the Bu~ies Creek Section, Feb. 20, 1858. I belonged to Taylor Hugh McLean, and he never was married. The plantation was between Buies Creek and the Cape Fearriver; the edge of it is about 75 yards from iithere I now live   The place where I live be~on~s to me.  Way back it belonged to the l3olden s.    The Boldens came from Scotland, and so did the McLeans. There were about five hundred acres in this plantation ~d Marster Hugh McLe an had ab out fifty slaves.  The slaves lived in qtiarters and Marster lived in the b~g house which was his home. Marster took good care o  his darkies   He did iiot allow anybody to whip  em either   We had good fo od   clothe s and plac e s to s le ep . ~r fathe r was Jini McLean and n~r mother was named Charlotta McLean. ~r grandmother was name d Jam    1 calle d ray mother   Sissie  and called my grandmother manirr~y  in slavery time . They cUd riot, have me to do any heavy work just tending to the ~ca1ves, colts, and goi&amp; to the post office. </p>
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 2. ~. 84       The post office was at Mxb. Sexton s and we called it Sexton  s post office   on the Raleigh and Fayetteville Road. The stage run on this road and brought xnail to this place. This post in n~r yard is part of a stage coach axle. You see it? Yes sir, that s what it is. I got it at Fayetteville when they were selling the Old. stagecoach. We bought the axle and wheels an ~ made a cart. We got that stuff about 1870; my father bought it. He gave twelve dollars for jes  the wheels and axle. This was after we had taken the iron clad oath and become more civilized.    We were daresome to be caught with a paper book or anything if we were tryin  to learn to read and write. We had to have a pass to go around on, or the patterollers would work on us. I saw a lot of patterollers. Marster gave his Negroe s a pass for twelve months   He sent his timber to ~ilmir~gton, and worked timber at other places so he gave his slaves yearly~ passes. Then when the war was abot~t up me and him went to the post office, and he got the paper. All the niggers were free. We stopped on the way hoir~e at a large sassafras tree bi the side   the ro ad where he always stopped to read, and he read, and told me I was free.  ni did not know what I t was or what it meant   We c.atne pa to the house w~re n~r mother was and I said,  Sissie, </p>
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85 30        we is free . ~ $he said    Hush, or I wi 11 put the hickory on you.t I then went to grandma, the one I called mammy and threw my arms ar oand her ne ek and sai d     Manur~y we are free, what doe s it mean?   and mammy   who was grandma   sai~1   ~  You hush. sich talk, or I will knock you down wid a loom stick.     M~rster was contin  then, and he had the paper in  his hand and was cryin . Re caine to the door and called grandma and said, ~ are free, free as I am, but I want you to stay on.. Lf you go off you will perish. If y~ou. stay ou now the crop is planted and work it, we will divide.  Marster was Cryin.  ~J said, ~I do not own you ai~r longer.  Re told her to get the horn and blow it. It was a ram s hcrn. She blew twice for the hands to conie to the house.    They were workin   in the river lowground about a mile or more away. She blew a long blow, then another. Marster told her to keep b1owin~. After awhile all the.  slaves corne home; she had. called them all in. M~rster niet them at the gate   and to Id them to put all the mules up, all the hoes and plows, that th~ were all free. Re invited all to eat dinner. Re had five women cooking. He told them all he did not want them to leave, but if they were going they must eat before. they left. He said he wanted everybody to eat all. he wanted, and I remember the </p>
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 4. 86     baru, eggs, chicken, and other good things we had at that dinner. Then after the dinner he spoke to all Of US and~ said,  You have nowhere to go, nothin  to live on, but go out on ~ other plaxitation arxi build you some shacks.  ttlie gave them homes and did not charge ax~y rent.  He bought naiis and lumber for them, but he would not build the houses. Some stayed with hirn for fifteen years; some left. He gave them cows to milk. He said the children must not perish.  t~Marster was a mighty good man, a feelin  man. He  cried when s~ome of his slaves finally left hirn. Mother and father stayed ti 11 they go t a plac e of their own . I waited on him as long as he lived. I loved him as well as I did my daddy. I drove for him and he kept me in his house with him. He taught rite to be honest, to tell the truth, and not to steal ai~thing.   ~\Vhen freedom came marster gave us a place for a school building and furnished nails and gave the lumber for the floors. He instructed them in building the windows. Re was goin  to put his sister Jenette McAllister in as teacher   She had married Jim ~cAllister at the Eluff Church, right at the lower part of the Averysboro Battleground where some of the last fightin  between the North and South was </p>
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 5. ~. 87     done, but a man by the naine of George Miller of Harnett County told him he i~i.ew a nigger who could teach the school. He employed the nigger, whose name was Isaac Brantley, t~ teach the school. lie ~anie from ~knderson s Creek in the lower part of Harnett Cowity. We learned very little, as the nigger  ~ead, and let us repeat it after hum. He would hold the book and spell axid let us repeat the words after him without i  us see iii the book. He stayed there two months ~ th en a man by the naine of Matthews   Haywood Matthews, son of Henderson Matthews came. They were white folks, but went for negroes. Haywood teached there. He got the children st~ted ~id most of  em learned to read and write.  ttl saw the Yankees come through . Also iht s  Cavalry. The Yankees took chickens and things, and they gave u s s oxne things   bu t Wheeler   s Cavalry gave us in. . They took what they wanted and went on. Marster hid his horses and things in the Pecoaiu.~.    When the Yankee s cerne Marster was hid . They rode up to ~ mother and asked her where he was. She said,  I do not kn  They then asked her where was de silver, his nioney   ant de brandy   an  wine . They got one demijoim full t brandy . They went into the house   tore up things </p>
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6. : 88 got his china pipe, fixed for tour people to smoke at one time. You could turn a piece and shett off all de holes but one, when one man wanted to smoke. They threw away his old beaver hat, but before they left they got it and left it in the house   ~ieeler  s Cavalry stomped things and broke up x~ore den de Yankees.    Daddy hid rnarster s money, a lot of it, in the jam   de fence   He covered it with sand that he threw out of a ditch that ran along near the fence   The Yankees stopped and sat on the sand to eat their dinner and never found the money .   *1 : have never seen a slave sold, and none never ran away from marster   s plantation . When any of his men went to visit their wives he let thera ride the stock, axx~ give them rations to carry  There was a jail for slaves at Sumrnerville. I saw it.   ~We went to the white folks church at Neil s Creek. Mother used herbs to give us when we were sick. Dr . Turner, Dr   John Turner   looked after us   We were bled every year in the spring and in the fall. He had a little lance   He corded your arm and. popped. it in, and the blood would fly. Re took nearly a quart of blood fro&amp; grandma. He bled according to size and age. </p>
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e, ~ ~   ~ 3 ~ ~ ~ 44 7 % J #. ~ t . 91   FRANK ~EAGWOOD   It1 was born in Fairfield County, South Carolina, neai  the town of Ridgeway. Ridgeway was on the Southern Rail.. road from Charlotte, N. C. to Columbia, South Carolina. I was born Oct. 10, 1864. I belonged to Nora Rines whose wife was named Emma. He had four ~girls Franc es   Ann, Cynthia, and E~nma and one son named George. There was about one thousand acres of land inside the fences with about two hundred acres cleared. There were about seventy slaves on the place. My mother and father told me these things. Father belonged to a man by the naine of John Gosey and mother belonged to oie man lUnes. My father was named Lisbon Magwood and my mother was named Margaret Magwood. They were sold and resold on the slave auction block at Charleston, South Carolina, but the families to whom they belonged did not change the ir names until   s name was changed when she married father in 1862.    ~There were twolve hildren in the family, three boys and nine girls. Only two boys of this family are living, Walter and myself.    Mother and father said at the beginning of the war that the white folks said it would not last long and that in the first years of the war they said one southern soldier </p>
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 ; :. 92    could whup three Yankee soldiers, but after awhile they quit their brag~in. Most everything to eat and wear got scarce. Sometimes you couldn t g t salt to go in the vegetables and meat that was cooked. People dug up the salty earth under their smoke houses, put water with it, drained it off and used it to salt rations.  .~  There came stories that the Yankees had taken this place arid that they were marching through Georgia into South Carolina. They burned Columbia, the Capitol of South Carolina, and had both whites and black scared, they were so rough. The Yanke s stole, burned~and plundered. Mother said they hated South Carolina cause they started the war there. They burned a lot of the farm houses. The army, so my father and mother said, was stretch d out over a distance of sixty~ two miles. Jest think of a scope of country sixty two miles wide with most of the buildings burned, the stock killed, and nothing to eat. The southern army and the northem army had marched back and forth through the territory until there was nothing much left. Where Sherinants ~rr~y stopped and ate and fed their horses the ~groes went and picked up the grains of corn they strowed there and parched and ate them. People also parched and ate acorns in South Carolina. .   Father and mother got together after the war and </p>
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fr. 93 they moved to a widow lady s place by the naine of Ann Hunter, near Ridgeway. She was good to us and we stayed there sixteen years. Ann Hunter had three sons, Abraham, George and Henry. Abraham went to South America on a rambling trip. He decided to stay there. He was a young man then and he married a Spaniard. When he came home to see hJs mother it was the year of the earthquake in 1886. He was a grown man then and he brought his wife and children with him. He had three children, all of them spoke Spanish and could not understand their grandmother s talk to them. His wife was a beautiful woman, dark with black hair and blue eyes. She just worshipped her husbariL They stayed over a month and then returned to South America. I have never seen tern since or had any straight news of them.    Mother and father lived on the farm until they died, with first one ex~-slave owner and another. They said they had nothing when the war endedand that there was nothing to do.   111 stayed with my mother and father near Ridgeway  until I was 21 years of age. I left the farm then and went to work on the railroad. I thought I was the only man then. I was so strong. I worked on the railroad one year then I went t~ the Stone mountain Rock Quarry in Georgia. </p>
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-4.. 94.  ttI got my hand injured with a dynamite cap after I had worked there a year and I came home again. I went back to working on the farm as a day hand. I worked this way for one year then I began share croppin .   UI farmed ever since I cam  to Wake County 15 years ago. I farmed on Mr. Slnipkins place one year then Mr. Dillan bou~ght the place axxl I stayed there nine more ye~ars then I became so near blind I could not farm. I carne to Raleigh to this house four years ago. I have been totally blind since the fifteenth of last December.    il married Alice Praylor near Ridgeway when I was 23 years of age. We had nine children.    tMy last marriage was ~ to Mamie Williams. I married her in South Carolina. We had four children. They are all living, grown and married off. My chief worry over being blind is the fact that it makes me unable to farm anymore.  LE </p>
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 320051 ~ ~ . . ~ ~ ~ ~  ~ JACOB MANSON .   3 17 . N. Ha3rwo od St . Raie i~ NT . C . 86 ye ars of ag e .   ~ ~It has been a long time since I w s born-~bout all my oeopie a~ii dead  ceptmy wife an one son an two daughters. lYe sori~ an  one daughter live in N. C. an de other daughter live&amp;  in Richmond, V .          ~     Ii belonged to Col. ~in Eden, hj8 plantation wus in  ~~rren C unty an  . he owned  bout fifty sl ves or more. Dere wus so many of ~ dere he did not know all his own slaves. W~ got  ~ighty bad treatment an  I jest wants to tell you a nigger didn t stan  as much show dere as a dog did. Dey whupped fur rnos  ~iy little trifle. Dey whupped me, so dey said, jes to help me git a quicker gait. D~ patterollers come srieakin  ro~3~ oft n an  v hupped. niggers on ~arster s place. Dey nearly killed my uncle. Dey broke his collar bone when dey wus beatin him ati marster made tern pay ~or it  cause uncle never did ~it over it. tt~1iarster would not have any white overs eers . He had nigg&amp;r  foremen~ Ha I ha ~ he liked sanie of de nigger   omans too good. to have any bdder white man pl~yin aroun   em.    ~We wurked all day an some of de night an~ a slave who made a week, even atter dola dat, wus lucky if he got off  widout ~ettin  a beatin. lite had poor f~od an  de young slaves wus fed otrten troughs. ~e foo~ wus put in a trough ~ an de little niggers gath~ ~ed round  n  et. Our cabins wus built of poles an had stick a~n dirt chimleys one door an one little winder at de back end of ~: ~ </p>
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 ~2~: ~ 97 ~  ...          de cabin. Some of  de houses had dirt floors. Our clothin1 was poor an homemade ~   ~fly of de -s1av~went~ bareheaded an barefooted. Some wore  rags roun dere heads an some wore bonnets. Marster lived in de ~reat house. He did not do any work but dr~k a lot of whiskey,. vient dressed up all de time an had niggers to wash his feet an comb his hair. He made me scratch his head when he lay do~i so he could go to sleep. When he ~ ot to sleep I viould slip out. if h  waked up when I started to. leave I vfouEl. have to ~ o ba~k an~ scratch his head till he went to sleep agin. Sometimes I had to fan de flies way from him while he slept. No prayer~ meetin s  wils allowed, but we sometimes went to de white folks church. Dey tole us to obey our marsters an be obedient at all times. When bad storms come dey let us rest but dey kept us in de fields so long sometimes dat d e storm . caught us  fore we could git to de cabins. Niggers watched de wedder in slavery time an de ole ones wus good at. prophesyin  de wedder. . ~Mars~ter had rio chilluns by white women. ~ H~ Ii~t h~s  sweethearts  mong his slavewonien. I air~t no man for tellin fais? stories.. I telle de. truth an dat ~is de truth.   At dat   time.   it ~ ~ hard job to find .amarster dat d1dII~t have womer~  mo~. hia slaves. ~t wus~a ~inerel thing  inong de slave owners.    ~ ie ?~ ~ sIave~irLs on a plantation near us went to her nhis~t~ a~n tole her  bout he~ mar~ter forcing her to let him have  ~ autnthi~i to do wid her ar~ her xA~ssus tole her,  WeU go on yoit * ~r ~ J :~ ~ ~ ~ ~4 ~  I ~ ~ ~ ~ </p>
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belong to hirn.   \~9ther m rster named Jimmie Shaw owned a purty slave gal nearly white an he kept her. His wife caught  im in a cabin in bed wid her. His wife said surnthin to him  bout it an  he cussed lais wife. She tole hirn she had caught ~im in de act. She went back to de great house an got a gun. ~Ihen de marster corne in de great house she tole tim he must let de slave girls alone dat he belonged to her. He cussed her agin an sed she would have to tend to her own dam business an1 he would tend to his. Dey had a big fuss an den marster J:~aw sta:~~ted towards her. She grabbed de gun ~n let him have  it. She shot ~im dead in de hail. Dey had thre  chillun, two Sons an one married daughter. Missus Shaw took her two sons  an  left. ~De married daughter an her husband took charge of ~ S de place. M1~~u~ an her sons never come backas I Ithows of.  .  A lot oi~~ de slave owners had certain strong healthy slave  S men to serve de slave women. Ginerally dey give one man four  women ant dat man better not have mithin   to do 1 de udder ~ . women an  de women better not have nuthin to do wid udder men. De chillun wus looked atter by de ole slave women who were un~  ~ able to work in de fields while de mothers oi~ de babies worked.  ~ De women~ plowed an done udder work as de men did. No books or  ~ S larriin  of any kind wus allowed.  ~ S~S. *C~e mornin~ de dogs begUn to bark an  in a few  minutes the  ~ plantation wus kivered wid ~ankees.~ D~y tole us we w~is free.  ~ D~ ,axed me wht~r m~rster ~ s things ~ru~ hid. I tole   em I ~cou~4   L ~ gii~e ~ marster ~ s thiuga~. ~ey tole me I had no niarster dat I ~ ~ ~ ~t ~t ~ ~ i ~ ~ i~  ~ </p>
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 .ui~4..  :~99~ ~          dey had fighted four years to free us an  dat marster would n t whup me no more~ Marster sent to de fields an  had all de slaves t o C on~e home   He told me to te li ~ em no t to run but to fly to de hous e at one e . All plow hands an   women com e running home. De Yankees tole all of  ein dey vms free.    Marster offered some of de Yankees suintin to eat in his house but dey would not eat cook~d food, dey said dey want~,d to cook dere own food.  tu. saw slaves sold in slavery time. I ~aw  em whupped an  many ran away. Some never come b~ck. When wc wus sick we took lots of erbs an roots   I married Roberta Edwards ~ f fty~ one years ago. We had six sons and three daughters. Atter the war I farmed around from one plantation to another   I hay e never owned a home of my own. When I got too oie to work I come an  lived wid my married daughter in Raleigh. I been here four years. I think slavery wus a mighty bad thing, though it s been no~bed of roses since, but den no one could whup me no moi   ~  ~ . ~ . . ~         G~,  ? t  ~ </p>
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320049 ROBERTA ~ANSON 317 N. Haywood Street, Ra1ei;~h, N. C. Age 74   LII wus borned de second year of de war an~ de mos  I know thOut sl&amp;very wus tole to i~e b:~ other colored folks. I~y ~arster wus  Jeldon Edwards and iiiy ~~l1S3US wus I~iissus Lucy. The ~~iantation wus in ~Zarren County near ~idc~e~ay. i~y f~at~1er w s  ~ named Lanis Edwards and ~y mother wu~ named i~I1en Edwards.  ~ The~j both  longed to ~:ie1don Edwards. Father and m~ther said  ~ he wus sni~~hty rou:.~h to   ein. I heart my mother s~y dat mars ter  ~ whupped father so bad dat she ha~ to grease his back to  .~ it his ~ shirt off.  ~ ~~arst~-r allowed de overseers to whup de slaves. Be  ~ overseers wus name~i Caesar I~Torfc-ir, Jim Irissel, and David  ~ Porter.  UDere wus a oie man dere by de name of Harris Edwards who fed.up the ho:~1 an  things. He wus sick an  he keTt h~i sick.  cil after awhile de oie marster tTied to make him work.  De overseers den tool: him out way down in the plum orchard. Dey~ pulled his tongue   out an whupped hirn. He died an  wus f ourd by de buzzards. De overseers wus named Jim Trissel an David Porter dat did dat. Dis ole.slave ~ to missus; and when she found it out dere wus a awful fuss. One of de white overseers tried to put it off on de udder. It finally fell on ~4Jim Trissel an~ dey soon got rid of him. Ivassus tole him, tyou have killed my poor oie sick servant.t Mr. Jim Trissel killed  I an dey wus shore .   fraid of him.. He knocked </p>
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-2~   my father down wid a stick an when hs fell my father knocked ITLIS hip out of place. Dey whupped father  cause he looked at  ~ a ~iave dey killed an cried.   UDey didn t allow no prayerrneetin~s or parties in de houses. ~c~o books in de houses. No books or papers, no edication.   ttSome of de owners when dey knowed freedom wus con~iin!  dey treated de slaves wu~ser den ever bei~ ore. De oie men an  ~ ;~io~:eri dat ~ius unahie to work vais negiected till dey died or ~ ~us killed bybeatint or burnin . Col. Skipper did dat thing. he lived near Clarksviiie, Va. He put a lot of oie men an wor~:en on a ~1and in the Roanoke River. De riveD rose an stay3d up eighteen days an dey parished to death~ Dey were sent  dere when sick and dey died. Mr. Skipper had over two hundred slaves. He wus one of the richest men in the south and Wir.  Nick L~rig wus ai~other rich man. Nick Long owned ~~plantation now known as the C~aledonia State s Prison Farm. Gen. Ransom s  plantation wus a part of de land  1ongin~g to the Caledonia State Prison Farm now. It joined Nick Longts plantation. ~ ~ .~  ~ ~Father and mother had bad f~e   poor food   clothes an  shoes. Dey did&amp;t sift slave meal. Dey had no sifters.   Sometimes de couards ~nd peas wus not~cleaned  forec~ookin . Dey said de more slaves a maxi had de wusser he wus to slaves. L arster had dirt floors in de   l4ns. Dey slept on straw bux~ks ~ made . outen baggin  ~   straw. Some slept on  ~1ie~t~ ~. ~ straw 8~t  shucks an ~ covered wid baggin. ~e man ~at Bt lock, 4 ~ ~ . ~      ~ ~ . : ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ : ~  ~  ~ ~ 1~v ~ </p>
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~   p  ~ - 3-.     a negro slave, an  his n~othei~ Ella ant grandmother Susan, also  slaves, froze to death. Mat Bullock the son of 01e man ~t  J uilock tole me this. Dese slaves 1lon~ed to Jim a alock  who  s plantation wus near Townsville   N. C .    Weldon Edwards who ovined lather and mother had a whuppin post an dey said dey whupped oie man Jack Edwarc~s to death  cause he went to see his sick wife. he crawled from  ~e wiluppin post to de house atter ~eLn whupped and died. Dey tole hirn  fore dey whupped hirn dat dey wus soin to stop him ~om rurin~n  away. Families wus broke n up by sellin  . Dey  couldn ~t sell a slave dat wus skinned up. Aunt Millie, Agie, ~racy and Lima wus sold from the Edwards family. Aunt i~iillie cried so ~:uch cause she had to leave her y~ung baby dat dey talked of whuipin her, ut den dey say  we car~not sell her if w~ whup her an  so dey carried  er on. Mother sed iviarster ~Je1don Edwards sole :~our wo~:~en away fron: dere your~ chilluns ~~it one time.   tt~je lived in lo~  cabins with dirt floors, one door, and  one small winder at de back. De cabins had stick an dirt chimbleys ./ w~ien . freedom e orne mother and fath r s tayed on w Id marster cause dey didn t have nuthin. Dey couldn t iea~e. fl~r farmed for shares. Next year the overseer who had beat father s, bad conic atter him to go an work wIth him. It wus Mr   Dairid Porter. I axed pa ain t dat de man who beat you so when you wus a slave? An pa say    you shet your mouth.   He stayed with  .~  </p>
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104  L:r. Portei  two years den we went to ~Ir. William PaschaVs. We stayed th~re four years. Endurinr the next fifteen years we rroved a good many Urnes . We farmed round and round an  finally ~!eflt to Mr. Peter ~13rmSt place near where I wus borned.   lt1 ~ married there to Jack Manson, 52 years ago in January. 1 had ei~ht chilluns five ~.ir1s an1 three boys . ~hree are living now. One boy and two girls. Two of th~ chilluns are ixi N. ~. and one, a ~irl, is in Virginia.   UI think slavery ~ius a bad thi~~ but when freedom come  ~~ere wus fluthin  else we could do ~::ut stay on wid some of de white folks ~ca se we had nuthin to farm wid an nuthin to eat an wear.  ttDe men who owned de T)lantations had to have somebody to  farm dere Ian  an  de slaves had to have somewhur to stay. iJats de way it wus, so if dere wus a lot of IflOV flt about de exslaves kept dom de wurk cause dat s de only way dey had to keep from perishin . De marsters needed  em to farm dere Ian  an  de exslaves dust had to have somewbur to live so both par~ ties kept stayin  an~ ~wurkin together.    De nigger made fllO~ ~ dey has out of workin  fer white folks since de i~var  cause dey didntt have nuthin  when~t free an dat is all dere i~ to 1t.~ ~ .     ~ ~  .           ~ ~ ~ </p>
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~1~ST~e~ ~ ~~ -t  if. C. District ~. Subject ~ No. words 700 Interviewed ivililie Markham Worker q~d~L. .( ~. ~ ~ : :. ~ ~: ~ ~: ~ : ~   ~ ~ ~ :~:. . ~. ~ : T,,~ 3~~~tF    :i~i~ i ~ 105 ~- ~   .. L~ ~ ~ </p>
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 320213 . ~  ~.   .~ ~ ~ ~ ~ . ~             . ~        EX~SLAVE STORY AS TOLD BY MILLIE M~R~ iAM OF  615 ST ~ JOSEPH ST     DURBAI~ - N   C .   u ~: was never a s lave   Although I was born somewhere about 1855   I was not born In slavery   but my father way. I m afrajd this story will be more about my father and mother than it wjll be about myself.  UMy mother was a white wbman. Her name was Temple  James . S1i~ lived on her father ~s big plantation on the Roanoke River at Rich Square, North Carolina. Her father owned acres of land and many slaves. His stables were the best anywhere around; they were filled with horses, and the.head coachman was named Squire James. Squire was a good looking, well behaved Negro who had a white father. He was tall and light colored. Temple James fell In love with this Negro coachman. Nobody knows h w ~long they had been in love before Temple s father found it out, but when he did he locked Temple in her room. For days he and M~iss Charlottie, his wife, raved, begged and plea&amp; ed, but Temple just said she loved Squire.  Why will you act ~ ~ Miss Charlottie was   crying .  ~ven t we done everything for you and given you everything you wanted?    ~!Tei~ie shook her head and said:  You haven t given me S~ufre. He s all I do want. t  . ~eher1 it ~~as ~ that in the dazt of the night ~   James  sent  ~~1re a~way; be sent him to another state and sold.    ~it.T~mpie.,found it ~ ~ took what money she </p>
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2.~a:+*~r,  C ould find. and ran away . She went to the owner of Squire and bought him, then she set him free and changed his name to Walden Squire Walden. But then it was against the law ~or a white woman to marry a Negro unless they had a strain of Negroblood, so Temple cut Squire s finger and drained out saine blood. She mixed this with some whiskey and drank it, then she got on the stand and swore she had i~e~ro blood in her, so they were married. She never ~rent back home and her people disowned her . t~Tempie James Walden, my mother, was a beautiful  woman. She was tall and fair with long light hair. She had fifteen children, seven boys and eight girls, and all of them lived to be old enough to see their great~g~and~ children. :i: am the youngest and only one living now. Most of us came back to North Carolina. Two of my sisters married and came back to Rich Square to live. They lived not far from the James plantation on Roanoke River. Once when we were children my sister and I were visiting in Rich Square. One day we went out to pick huckleberries. A woman e arne r iding dow~i the r oad on a hors e . She was a tall woman in a long grey riding habit. She had grey hair and grey eyes   She stopped and looked at us. ~ she said, twhose pretty littl~ girls are you?    We ~re Squire Walden s children, t I said.  ~She looked at me so long and hare that I thotight she </p>
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3.   was going to hit me with her whip, but she didntt, she hit the horse. He jumped and ran so fast I thought ~he was going to fall off, but she went around the curve and I never saw her again. I never 1~ew until later that she was I~iiS  Charlottie James, my grandmother. UI dontt know ~nything about slavery times, for I  was born free of free parents and raised on my father s~ own plantation. I ve been living in Durham over sixtyfive years. </p>
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  20009 . . . . W!;   M~WGfl MibtLS 73 yec~rs old, of 202 Lapla Ztr3et~ R~teigh, ~orth CarOlinas    F~ n never fox ~1t de day  ~4hen de Yankees come throuj~h Cohnatori count; .3 i beIorz~jed to Torn Dema e an  oie r i:,eua in ~li.very tiiue v&amp;ta n:~aiea Liza. r    De Deniayea lived In Raiei~h when I wus bor ~ so ~aother tole lue ~ but de; :aoved to a :Jsce ne&amp;r thuithfieid. 11e had  ~cut a dozen siaves.~ iIe  ~ little c&amp;b ns to.iava in, out dL.Zrster had a Jib i1ou~e to live i ~ th&amp;t set in a ~ rove. I)~ food I got wus good becaame I wu~ a pet in .~te fasi 11. ky i~otha ~wua a cook an  a ~et.~  ~iarater s~ us good to ail of lis ca  3: fare~i better den dan I do now. 01e water thought de  v:orld  pf me and I loved him.   idarster aflowed his slaves to visit, have pr~yer rneetinj~,o, hunt, fish, an  stn j, snd have a good time when de work  eats done   Some oZ de slave ovaera  did not like marster cause he we so good to his slives.  ~ I f  I  Thej casled us OILS Man Demaies dam free ni~gers. a   d1 don t know zy cge zacicly but., I vats a big cal, big  enough to ,dtag.a youngin roun  tende Yadees corne tiir~t+V 3: 1,us six ysanold.jf no older. .    ~E    . !hen. d3~ Yaxalcees come diy cafled us to ds wagons an  ~ tole  a~ ~ t ~ ~er gilT!  eacI~ ~ :~ ~ full of harda b;;. %ack. . Psi: topl  .cLothea an provisioiaq an  give us not 4n~e.  e    .  ~:c;:.t ~:/ ~.:  :~ ~ . .1, t%   ~ .~ . ; %..t   . ;.     ~ .   . ;.:~   .  e,     . . . . s..   t. .-. t.  I~b.     ~*~   J4   t t :  ss    ~. ,  ~   t 4.  ~         %  e.       n S ~     ~   e   ,     *.3~  a  :i  : ;~ ~..~    ~  k ~        ~   w 4    ~:  ~: ? ~  ~   ~   ~  .  t t . #  %v ~# ~   ~:  I -  t t ___i ra w   t : ~ ~ ~ ~  L </p>
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2~  One crowd o~ Yankees would c~ome on an  give u~ something  an  another~ would come along an  take. it awa; from us~ D~~r tole us to call marster an~ ~ j~r~y Re~bs~ that ~re ~us free an  had no marsters. Dat v~u~ a da~r for me~  ~3on~e of ue Yankees wus ridin , some walkin , an  some runnin  ~ Dey took de Jfea~:~er beds in marsters ~ou~e to  . de windows, cut dem c~pen an  let de feathers blow away. it wus a sad time to inc  cause dey destroyed so i~h of ~aarster s stuffs   u After de Yankees left we stayed right o~n with marster a Iori~ t~lli ~ ~Cfl we ThOVed ~i~:;~ to ot~ier inei~oers of de f~n4Iy. I~1other wo~iId not give up de family an  she an  daddy stayed ~id ~ as 1oi~g as dey 1ived~ I love de  family now an~ I rather be livin  wid  ein den like I is. Dere :~.s only a~few of de youn~~er set of de Demayes 1ivin~ 031e marster ant missus had three boys, Sye, Lee, Zoa; gi~:hLs~ Vick, Correna and. PMdelia, six chilluns in all.   ~ T  Dey is all dead but I cantt never forg+it ~em if E live to be  a hundred years oie. -   ..  Ui tr~ies~to live right befcre God an  mar. cause I kno~rs  I haint got much longer on dis earth. I knows Igot to 1a~r down sometime ~ to rise no more till Jud~nent lDay, den I  wants to meet oie rnax ster, missus ~  de fanlily in dat  country ~1e;t e   derel ll be ~o more goo~yes~  ~ 4 fl.1 wu~ mai~hried at twent~. years ole to; Theodore Miles ~ at de. oie M~:k. Powell place near ~ </p>
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I WUS hired as a house girl at dis place wid Mr. Alango Miles faxni1y~ Dey ~iuS some o~ de Dernaye fan2ily. I had ten chillun, four boys an~ six girls~ ~1x of my chillun ar~ i1~r nt now* T*o . oya ~fl  four girls. My hu~baUd.beefl dead. 1bout 16 years. He died in Oct. 1921. Buried on de. third Sunday in October. .    I have farmedmost of iuiy life ~a i~ have raised a ~jg f~xni1y. 3ometimes we wus hongry an~ sornetime~ we h~d ~~Ienty~ None of my chilluns wus never arrested axis none ever went to priaon. I thinks d&amp;.t~ something to knock on wood about.   $laver~r WUS ~ good thing by all nig~ ers. ~tho happened to have good xr~sters. De ~ wus to bl~ne for slavery gettint such a bad reput~tio~. ~ ~ ~ jus~ done a ljttiE~ too rnuch.&amp;~n1 sich caused de war an~ give ~ ni:~ers freedom~ Slavery wu~ good for &amp;ome an~ bad  ~or others.H </p>
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 320224 . . .   AN1~~A MITCH~i . . Ex ~s lave story~    An interview with Anna Mitc.hel, 76 of 712 6 . Person Street, Raleigh, North Carolina.     ~ H ~ ~ borned in Vance County ant Itlionged ter ~1r. Joseph Hargrove, de same man what owned Emily an~ Ru ~us Hargrove,   11W rn~rny an  pappy. He also owned Josep~ an~ Cora, my bruder  ~ an  ~ister. My mammy uster  long ter  nother man what lived in lirginia, but Mr~ Hargrove buyed her when she wus sold on de chopp int ~ bio ck at Richnion   . He already had my p~p  so  dey got married dar on his plantation.  tt I~iars~er aintt neber whup nobodi, case he am too  much de gentleman, but de oberseer done miff fer  em all.   t, Dar wasn   t no Sadday in  s off     e ept  fer de ~ wirnen what had eight or ten chilluns an~ dey got off ter wash t em u:p   In de rush im, dat is ~ when de fodder . wus mi  up in de fiel  s or de grass wus eatin  up ~ de cotton dey had ter wuck on   Sunday same as on Monday. .  . I ~  lVJy maimnyw~is a seamstress, an  Itse knowed her ter  ~- wuck all night an  half de day ter make c~othe~ fer de slaves.  ~  . t, We ain t had b~t two theals aday an  de~rwus scant.   .~.: We had a fewfroifr~ks, dances an  sith lak   onct in awhile ~. ~   ~ ~ ~ . </p>
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 2. 115  ant onct a year we all went ter a show, sorter lak a circus. n ~  members dat we sung  Swing Low sweet Chariot,  De Promised Lane, oi~ Time Religion an  one dat goes: t! Dark wus de nigI~it an  colt de groun  on ~hich my Saviour lay, . An  sweat lak drops of blood run down While ter de  od he pray~   .   n Dar wus a few ~ but I done f rgit.~   u Does you know dat I an  t   member much   bouE de slave da~rs? I doan recoleck when de Yankees corned, mebbe dey aintt corne ter our part o  de country. I  members when i~iarse Joseph corned out ter de slave cabins an  tells us dat we can le ave cas e we am fre e   I th ink dat d t wus de las   of August, case de fodder wus in. -   H ~ still knows a lady an   gentleman . do     A lady or gentleman s:.;eaks nice ter   case dey wus borned wid a silver spoon Th dey mouth, but de other kin   what talks biggety shows plain dat de spoons which dey am bornedwid am brass.      EH ~ .~ ~  ~   ~ ~ . . . ~ .   ~ ~. ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ . ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~:  </p>
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Referenc e : Patsy ~~tci~r ~orker : T . Pat i~atthews I~.c. District #2 Subj ect: A SL~ ~ TORY No. ords: L474 Editor : ~ ~. .~ . ::~ ~ :  ~ ~  ~    ~ ~ ~ .~ ~~:~1F            ~ . ~ ~ 3 ~2O~ </p>
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 320203 . . ~    PATSY ~1ITCffl~R 84  years old, of 432 I~cKee street, Raleigh, ~   Lt Come right in., honey, I been expectiri.t some of  you white t~o1k.s a long time from what I dreampt an  I wants to t~11 you ni~~ story. Lou see I is u~b1e. an  perlite   cause fly white folks teached me dat way.  .~ ~ ~ ~ u Come . right fr, I  zu not feelin  . well. ~ y husban  has been dead a long time. I cannot stan  up to talk to you  so have a seat. ~    --~    -~  t I belonged to Alex Gorman, a paper man. He printed the ttSpirit of ~ the Ag~     a neWspaper. I reckon you can find it in the Museum. I reckons dey keeps ail way back yonder things. in dere jest to remember by. ~ He had a lot of printers both black an  white. De slaves turned de wheels de most of de time, an  de white mens; done de printint. Dere wus a big place dug out at each side  f de machine.  One rnan pulled it to hi~ii an  de other pulled it to him. ~ Dey wurkedit wid. de han!s~. It wus a big wheel. Dey didn t have no printers den  like ~ dey got nowo ~ %. ~   u De oie printin  place is standin  now. It stands in front o:f~ de laundry on Dawsort~ Street, where a lot of red wag9ns stan s goin  u~p towards the bua station. De oie build   ~ ~i4 &amp;tairsteps to gq up.. Dey sot de type upstairs an  ~ ~ .. ?:h~ WUS. OU de groun  floor. ~ </p>
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 It Marster mar ~ied Gox~iiaxis twice an~ dey wus both named Mary. Don t know whether dey wus sisters or not, but dey wus both Virginia women. So my missus naine v~ius ~Iary Gonnan. ~do not know my age, but I wus  bout 12 years old vthen Wheeler s cavalry come through~ Dey skeered me so much I squatted like a rat. ~ey pulled. clothes off de line an~ stole clothes from stores an  went dOwn to de depot an  changed ciothes~ Dey stole de womens draw rs an~ filled  em wid things . Dey stoi    meat   corn an   other things an ~ put   em in womens drawers, throwed  em across dere horses backs an  went on. You know women den wore long drawers open ~n front, ha~ haZ   .~ ~ t~ Wheelerts ~ tied up de legs an  front of  em aIl  filled de lege an  seat full of thL igs dey stole. Dey j est grabbed everything an   went on. Dey had a reason for ieavin~ ; de ~nkees wus at dere heels.   ~ .~ !t Jest as sc~n as dei lef  de Yankees come. You know, dere WU3: &amp; ~ here by de nam  of Governor Holden an  ~ de flag w~. a.: red ant wMte: f1~g, an   vdien de ~ankees corne dere iwu&amp;  another.. flag run U~6~ ~ .    :~ .I~flttO~tryt0 tell de truth teaus  I wu~ t ached  ~ *~ ..~way~.by ~iiar ..~ ster a&amp; ~inisSus~ : ~ ~ ~  ~ De .~lag brought pea~ ~ cause de Yan~ee~ did not tear up de town. Dey had guards o~t around de houses an~ de~r marched bank au  foe th day an  night to keep ever body froiri robbin  de   I ~L </p>
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-3-.   IDe Yankees wid dere blue uniforms on jest kivered de town. Dey wus jest like ants. Dey played ;~urty music on de ban  an ~. I liked dat . I ~rus fraid of   em dough  cause marster an  missus said dey were goin  to give us to  em ~hen dey come. I stayed hid mes  of de time right after de1 surrender  cause I didn t want de Yankees to ketch me. ~hen de others lef  after de surrender I run away an  weuit to Rev. LoulsEdwards, a nigger preacher. . He sent me to my aunt at Rolesville. My Aunt wus named Patsy Lewis. I stayed dere bout three weeks when my uncle rented whur Cameron Park is now an  tended it dat year. We all corne to Raieigh an  I have lived here all my life, but the three weeks I stayed at Rolesville.   I have wurked for white folks washin  cookin  an  \   wurkin  at a laundry ever since freedom come.   UI never seed my father in my life. I~r mother wus  named Tempe Gorman. Dey would not talk to me  bout who my father wus nor where he wus at. Mother would la! sometime when I axed her  bout him.    Marster treated his niggers mean s ometimes. He beat my mother till de scars vrus on her back, so I could see  em.    ~Dey sold my mother, sister an  brother to oie man A~k~w, a slave speculator, an  dey were shipped to de Mississippi bottoms in a box-car. I never heard from mother any iore. :119 </p>
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~2o  I neber seed my brother agin ~ but my sister come back ~ to Charlotte~ She corne to see me. She married an  lived dere till she died0   ft In slavery time de food wus bad at marsters. It wus cooked one day for de nex  ~ ~ dat is de corn bread wus baked an  de meat wu~ biled an  you et it Col  fer breakfas . De meat wus as fat as butter an ~ you got one rashen an  a hunk of ~corn bread fer a meal. No bi~cuit wu.s seen in de slave houses. No sir, dat dey wus not. No biscuit for niggers at rnarsters.   n Our clothes wus bad an~ our sleepin  places wus jest bunks ~ ~ Our shoe s had wooden  bottoms on   em.   t, I heard ~ talk about patterollers so much I wus skeered so I could hardly sleep at night sometimes. I wus  fraid dey would corne ~n  catch me b~t I neber seed one in my life. ~ .   u Ineber seed any slaves sold, in chains, or a jail for slaves. I neber seed a slave whupped. Marster took Leni in de ~ bac k shed room to wh p   em~  It We wus not teached to read an~ write. You better  not be caught wid no paper in yore han   if you wus   you ~ got de eowhide~ I darsent to talk back to  ein no matter what  ~PP!n!d . dey would git you if you talked back. to ~  :~  ~ ~   .~ *....i n~arried Toni, Lt~fl~Er ~ ~fter de wax . I went, by de :. ~ .~ ~:: :~    ~   ~~~:i~  ~ ~:~ f~:~ :~ ~- .. ~ ~ ~ ~    ~ nane~ ~ f?~a~~ Gornaa~z ti~1 I wusrn~rrieds NO~ I go!s~y  ~ 4~ ~   ~i   t Pats  Mit~ner. M~t husbaxi    rom Mjtchx~ez , wus b~rxi  ~ ~ ~*1~ %~ ~  ~   ~ ~ ~ </p>
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.1~i - 5-.  a slave. My marster lived whar de bus station now is on de corner of Martin an1  ~icIDoweI1 3treets in dat oie house dat ~tant ~ near dere now. I ~vu~ born an  bred in Raleigh an~ have neber libed. out of ~iiake County. ~   ~O3:~ Dr. Jim ivic~ee, who is deadant gone, looked atter us when we wus sick. He give us medicine an  kep us clean out better en people is clean out now. Jr. John McKee ~t de City i{all is his son. Dey pays no ttention to me now; guess dey has forgotten me.   u Did you say ghosts, Lawsy, no I neber seed one but  our spirits is always wonderin  arount eben before we dies. ~3pirits is wonderin  eberywhere &amp;  you has to look out fcr  ein.   Pt Witches is folks. I neber had a spell put on me by  one, but   knowed a woman once  who had a spell put on  er, an  it hurt her feet,  but a oie white man witch doctor helped take de spell off, but  ~ think it ~s de Lord who took it off. I is a Christaim a.n~ I  believes *byt~~ is in. his ban s.    De people is worser now den dey vius in slavery time. ~ need patterollers right nowo  Twould stop  some uv dis ste,alint an~ ~ keep a lot of folks out of de penetenti~ry. We need  ein right now. .   ~    :~ Pt Slavery wus better for us den things is now in some ~   Niggers den didn t have no responsibility, jest wurk,  obey ~ ~ eat. i~ow dey got to shuffle around an  live on jest </p>
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what de white folks mm  to give  em.   ft 11ave~ prayed for freedon~. iien dey got it dey d1dn~t KflOW wh~t to ~o ~id i~. Dey vms turned out wid. no ~vher  to ~:o ~n  nothin  to live on~ ~ e~r had no  sperenc~ in lookin  out for deinselves an  nothin  to wurk wid an  no 1~n ~ ~ t  ~Jey made me think of de crovid onetime who prayed for  rain when it wus dry in crap time. De rain fell in torrents &amp;t kept failin  till it vr~is  bout a flood. ue rain fr&amp;gs t gin to holler an   ai  mo ~ rain an   lt rained an   rained~  .Jen de rainc~rw got up ~n a high tree an  he holler an~ axed de Lord for ra n. it rained till ebery 3 ttle rack of cloud dat carne ober brought a big 8hower of large drops. De fiel s wus so wet an  fury you could not go in  em an  water ws standint in de fiel s middle of ebery row, while de ditches in de fiel s looked like little .rivers~ dey wus so full o ~ ~iater. It begun to thunder agin in de southwest, right wh~r we call de  ~Chub hole  o ~ de sky~ whar so much rain comes from an  de clouds growed blacker an  blacker back dere~   u Len one of de mens who had been prayin  for rain up an  said~  I tell you brothers if it don t quit rammt ebery ~  thing goin  to be washed awa~r.  Dey all looked at de black rain cloud in de west wid sortfui faces as if dey felt dey didn  t kflOW what use dey had for rain after dey got it. Den one of de brothers said to de other brothers kinder easy an  sh~nieful like,  Brothers don t you think we overdone dis thingit Dats what many a slave thought  bout prayin  for free-  ~  doni~   ~ .~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ . . . ~ . . ~ ~ </p>
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-I?  t, Before two years had passed after de surrender dere v~s two out of every three slaves who viushed dey~. ~ V~I~d dere maraters.  t, De rnarsters kihndness to de niggers after de war i~  de cause ofde nigger havin  things today. Dere wusa lot of love-between marster an  slave en dar i~ few of us dat don t love de white folks today.   u Slavery wus a bad thing an~ freedom, of de kin  we ~ot wid nothin  to live on wus ba ~ Two sn~es full of pisen. Oi~e.~.1yin  wid his head pintin  north, de other wid his head pintin  south. Dere names wus slavery en  freedom. De snake called slavery lay wid his head pinted sou~h an  de snake called freedom lay wid his head pinted north. Both bit de nigger, an  dey wus both bad.1   ..~ .::~ : ~ ~ ~ ~ ~   ;. ~ : ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ . ~ . ~ ~     t 123 ~  . </p>
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N. C. District II  Y~orker Mrs. W. N. Harriss No. Words 39~  Edited Mrs. W. N. Harriss 3?0204 Sub j e o t~nelineMoore~Ex slave.  mt er vi ew e d~kne1.tneMoore,~  r7Q7 ~~~?4oi?1~r Stre~Wiirningj~  ~N.C. </p>
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 -~1   320204 . l2tS ~NELINE MOORE, EX-SLAVE   70? Hanover Street, Wilmington, N. C.     I don  exac iy know how oie I is, but dey say I mus  be eighty. No main, I am  got noth~n  in no fam ly Bible. Where d. I git a ~ am~iy Bible? My mammy (with a chuckle) had too many ohillun to look after to be puttin  tem down in no Bible, she did n have time, an  she did n. have no .Learnin  nohow. But I reckon I is eighty because I  menibers so rauch I s jes  about rorgotten it ail.    My folks belonged to Colonel Taylor. He an  Mis  Kitty lived in that big place on Market Street where the soldiers lives now, (The W. L. I. Armory) but we was on the plantation across the river mos  of the time.    Of oo se I was born in slavery, but I don  remember nothin  much exoep  feedin  chickens. An  up on Market Street :Mis  Kitty had chickens an  things, an  a cow. The house had more Ian  around it than it got now. I do remember when they thought evetybody  roun  here was goin  to die an  I got skeered. No m t want no war it was the yaller fever. We was kept on the plantation but we knowed folks jes died an  died an  died. We thought t would nt be nobddy i~ft. I don t remember nothin  about Lincoln travelin  aroun . I always heard he was President of the Lunited States, ail  lived in Washington, an  gai ~ us  ~ freedom, an  got shot. Of co se I knows all about Booker Washington, a lot of our folks went to his school, an  he been here </p>
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 n2  ~  126  in Wilmington. I d. know a lot about slave times only I was so little. I have heard my mammy say she had a heap easier time in slavery than after she was turn  loose with a pa oel of chilluns to feed. I married as soon as I couid an  that s how I .got this house. But I can t work, an  I dis~emembers so much. The V elfare gives me regerlar pay, an  now an  then my friends giverue a nickel or a dime.    I lives alone now, until I c~a git a decant  ooman to iive with me. I tells you Missus these woxnens an  young awhile girls today are sumpin else. After you had  em aroun /you wish  you never kn~owed  em   tt5ometjmes when I jes sets alone an rocks I wonder if  my marriray didn t have it lots easier than I does.  </p>
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~s. Interview with Fannie Moore   E1~-~- ~- -~-- -~--~   STATE GUIDE__________________ CQ~LETE  PREFINAL FOR TH  BEVI SE IS SECT NO .  ION?_~ WHAT 3ASHINGTON PERCENTAGE  CRITICiS~ REMAII~S?______       .  PREFINJ~  PREFINAL  PREFINAL  PREFINAL REVISE  REVISE  REVISE  NEW: NO.  NO.~  NO.  ~ WAS}LINGTON  ~ !ASHINGTON CRITICISIA  CRITICISM~  CIRITCISM        . .~        V~      .- 320003 ST~TE EDITORIAL IDEJ~TIFICATION FORM STATE: North Carolina RECEIVED FROIvI: (State office) Asheville WORDS2,300QUOTA________  LOCAL GUIDE____NON-GUIDE X TABLE OF CONTENTS DIVISION VOLUNTEER CONSULTANT: Name ___  Position  Address Position DATE: S~ot27~. 19~7~ L ~   </p>
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.~ . ~ - ~  ~ ~--~ ~ ~ . ~ . ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ . ~ - . Interview with ~ ~ ~ . ~  . By Marjorie Jones   ~ Fannie Moore   Ex-slave    Sept. 21   1937   ~~ ta 151 Valley Street   ~ ~ ~ ~    Mtheville, N. C. ~ 1. ~     Nowadays when I heah folks a growlin an  a grumblin bout not habbin this an  that I jes think what would they done effen they be brought up on de Moore plantation. De Moore plantation b long to Marse Jim Moore, in L~oore, South Carolina. De Moores had own de same plantation and de saine niggers and dey children for yeahs back. When Marse Jim s pappy die he leave de whole thing to Iviarse Jim, effen he take care of his mammy. S4i.e shore was a rip-jack. She say niggers didn t need nothin  to eat. tey jes like animals, not like other folks. She whip me, many time wif a cow hide, tu I was black and blue.   Marse Jim  s wife war Mary Anderson . She war the sweete st woman I ebber saw. She was allus good to evah nigger on de plantation. Her mother was Harriet Anderson and she visit de Missus for long time on de farm. All de little niggers like to work fo  her. She ne~ber talk mean. ~Jes smile dat sweet smile and talk in de soffes   tone   An when she laugh   she soun  jes like de little stream back ob de spring~ house gurgiin  past de rocks . An   her hair all white and curly   I can  member her always. ~ ~ .   Marse Jim own de i  . plantation in de whole country. Jes thousands acres ob lan    An de oie Tiger Ribber a runnin  right through de middle ob de plantat ion . On one s ide ob d  ribber stood de big house   whar de white folks lib and on the other s ide stood de quarters . De . big house was a purty thing all  -~ pairit d white   a standin  in a patch   oak . I can t  ~. ;~rn?~ hpw ~many z~qms ~in dat . house bi~t powerful many . ~ .   corse   L  ~~: </p>
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it was built when de i~1oores had. sech large families. Marse Jim he only hab five children, not twelve like his mammy had. Dey was Andrew and Torn   den Harriet   Nan   and Nettie Sue . Harriett was jes like her granny Anderson. She was good to ebberbody. She git ae little niggers down an  teach em dey Sunday School lesson. Effen oie Marse Jims mammy ketch hershe shot raise torment. She make life jes as hard for de niggers as she can.   De quarters jes long row o  cabins daubed wif dirt. ~Ever one in de family lib in one big room . In one end was a big fireplace. Dis had to heat de cabin and do de cookin too. We cooked in a big pot hung on a rod over de fire and bake de co n pone  in de ashes or else put lt in de skillet and cover de lid wif coals. We allus hab plenty wood to keep us warm. Dat is ef we hab time to get it outen de woods.   ~IIy granny she cook for us chiliens while our mammy away in de fiel. Dey wasn t much cookin to do. Jes make co n ponc and bring in de xmilk. She hab big wooden bowl wif enough wooden spoons to go  rotin  .   She put de milk in de bowl and break it up. Den she put de bowl in de middle of de flo  an  all de chillun grab a spoon. .    My mammy she work in de fiel  all day and piece and quilt all night. Den she hab to spin enough thread to make four cuts for de white fo ks ebber night. Why~sometime I nebber go to bed. Hab to hold de light for her to see by. She hab to piece quilts  for de ~ white folks too . Why dey is a scar on my arm yet where my brother let de pine drip on   me   Rich pine war all de light we ebber hab . My brother was a holdin  de pine so   s I can help 129 </p>
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  . . ~ 130           mammy tack de quilt and he go to sleep and let it drop.   I neye r s e e how my mammy s tan   s e eh ha  d work   She   up f0  her chillun tho  De ol  overseeah he hate my mammy, case she fight Mm for beatin ~ her chillun. Why she git more whuppins for dat den anythin  else. She hab twelve chillun. I member I see de three   stan  in de snow up to dey knees to split.  . . rails, while de overseeah stan off ~ grin.   My in rmiiy she trouble in her heart bout de way they treated. Fver night she pray for de Lawd to git hein an  her chi11un~ out ob de place. One day she plowin  in de cotton fiel. All sudden  ~ like she let 6ut big yell. Den she sta t singin  ~ a shoutin , an  a whoopin  an  a hollowin    Den it seem she plow all de harder   When she come home   ~ ~arse Jim   s mai~my . say: tt~J~at all dat goin  on in de fiel? Yo  think we sen  you out there jes to whoop and ?ll? No siree, we put you out there to work and you   bettah work   e ise we git de overse eah to cowhide you oie black back.  My mammy jes grin all over her black wrinkled face and say:  l s saved. De Lawd done tell me   s saved . Now I know de Lawd will show me de way, I ain~t gwine a grieve no more. No matter how much yo  all done beat me an  my chillun de Lawd will show me de way . An   some day we nevah be slave s    01e granny Moore grab de cowhide and slash mammy cross de back but mammy nebber yell. She jes go back to de fiel a singin ..   My mammy grieve lots over brothah George   who die wif de fever . Grar~ny she doctah him as be s   she e ould   evah time she </p>
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4 131  git way from de white folks kitchen. My mammy nevah git chance to see him     cept when she git. home in de i1 . George he jes lie. One day I look at him an  he had sech a peaceful look on his face   I think he sleep and j es let him lone . Long in de evenin I think I try to wake him . I touch him on de face   but he was dead. Mammy nebber know UI she come at night. Pore mammy she kneel by de bed an  cry her heart out . O1~ uncle Allen, he make pine box for him an  carry him to de graveyard over on de hill. My mammy jes plow and cry as she watch em  put George in de groun  .   My pappy he was a blacksmith. He shoe all de horses on de plantation. He wo k so hard he hab no time to go to de fiel .  His name war S tephen Moore   ~ars Jim call him Stephen Andrew. . . (~\ He was sold to de Moore ~s   and his mammy to,~. She war brought  over from Africa. She never could speak plain. All her life she been a slave. White folks never recognize  ein any more than effen dey was a dog.   It was a tubble sight to see de speculators come to de plan~ tation. Dey would go through de fields and buy de slaves dey wanted. Marse Jim nebber sell pappy or mammy or any ob dey ~.hil1u . He allus like pappy. When de speculator some ail de  slaves start a shakin  . No one know who is a goin  .~ Den sometime dey take   em an  ~ sell   em on d.e ~ block. De  breed woman  always  I ~ O bring mot money den de. res ~ ebben ~y men . When dey put her on de block.dey put all her chillun arou i her to show folks how fas she  : ~ ~ hab chillun. Whenshe sold her family nebber see her agin.    k She nebber know~~ny chillun she hab. Some time she hab colored </p>
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N.C.  5-j  132  children   sometime whi te . Taint no use to say anything case effen she do she jes git whipped. Why on de Moore plantation Aunt Cheney, everbody call her Aunt Cheney, have two chillun by de overseeah. De overseeah name war Hill. He war as mean as de devil. Then Aunt Cheney not do what he ask he tell granny Moore. 01e Granny call Aunt Cheney to de kitchen and make her take her clothes off den she beat her tu she jest black an~ blue. Many boyjand girls marry dey own brothers and sisters an  nebber know de difference lest they get to talkin  bout dey parents and where dey uster lib.   De niggers allus hab to get pass to go anywhere offen de plantation. Dey git de pass from de rnas~a or de missus. Den when de paddyrollers come dey had to show de pass to dem, if you had no pass dey strip you an  beat you~i   I remember one time dey was a dance at one ob de houses in de quarters . All de niggers was a laughin ant a i  dey fe et ai~i  a ; singin    but dey was a few dat didn t. De paddyrollers shove de do  open and  sta  ~t grabbin  us . ~ Uncle Joe   s son he decide dey was one tIme to die and he sta t to fight. He say he tired s ani  so many be atm ~ ~ he j e s can   t an  no mo   De paddyrollers start beatin  him an  he sta t fightin  Oh, Lawdy it war tubble . Dey whip him wif a cowhide for a long time den one of dem take  ~e~ a stick ant ~ft him over de head     j e s bus his  ~ head wide open. De pore boy fell onde f10t jes a maanin  an   . .~: groanin. De paddyrollers j s whip bout half doz n other niggers  ~ ~ . ~ nt sent em home and leve us wif de dead boy .  ~ None o  the niggers have any learnin    warn t never  lowed to </p>
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iN .L~.  tD  133 ~  as much as pick up a piece o  paper.. My daddy slip an  get a :iebster book and den he take it outen d~e fiel and he lam to   ~ ~.  read. De white folks  fraid to let de children learn anythin . They fraid dey ge t to  snia   t and be harder to manage . Dey nebber le t em know anything about yti  . Never have any church . ~ffen you go you set in de back of de white folks chu ch. But de niggers slip off an  pray an  hold prayer-meetin  in de woods den dey tu n down a big wash pot and prop it up iif a stick to drown out de souri  ob de sin~in  . I  member some of de songs we uster sing. One of dem went somethin  like dis:  ~ Hark from de tomb a doleful soun  My ears hear a tender cry. A livin   man e orne through the ~ groun   ~har we may shortly lie.  . Reah in dis clay may be you bed In spite ob all you toil  Let all de wise bow revrant head  Mus  lie as low as ours.   sing one I can hardly remember but di s is s orne of de words: s  Jesus can make you die in bed  He sof  as downs in pillow there  On my bre s   I   11 le an my head  Grieve my life sweetly there. .  In dis life of heaby load  Let us share de weary traveler . ~1  Along de heabenly road. Then dey </p>
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N.C. ~7..     Back in dose time dey wasn t no way to put away fruit and things fo  winter like dey is today. In de fall of de yeah it certainly was a busy time. We peel bushels of apples and peaches to dry. Dey put up lots o  brandied peaches too. 13e way dey done dey peel de peaches and cut em up. Then dey put a layer ob oeache s in a crock den a layer ob sugar den another layer   ob peaches until de crock was full. Den dey seel de jar by puttin  a cloth over de top then a layer 6  paste then another cloth then another layer ob paste . Dey keep dey meat bout de same way foks do today ?cept dey had to smoke it more since salt was so sca ce back in dat day. Dey can mos  ob de other fruit and put it in de same i  o   jars dat dey put de p~aches in. Dey string up long strings o   be ans an  le t   em dry and c o 0k em wif fat back in de winter.   Folks. back den never heah tell of all de ailments de folks hab now. Dey war no doctahs . Jes use roots and bark for teas of all kinds . My oie granny uster make tea out   dogwood bark an  give it to us chillun when we have a cold, else she make a tea outen wild cherry bark, pennyroil, or hoarhound.. My goodness but dey was bitter. We do mos  enythin  to git out a takin  de tea, but twarnt no use granny jes git you by de collar hoi  yo~ $ nose and you jes swallow it or get strangled. When de baby hab de co lic she ~it rats vein and aake a . syrup an  put a little sugar in j~ an~ boil it~ Den soon~~it cold she give it to de baby. For stomach ache she give us snake root. Some~ time she make tea, other time she jes cut it up in little pieces  : ~~~y0ueat one or two  ob dem. When youhabfever she ~ap </p>
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~..   . ~. ~.- ~     135  you up in e abbage leave s or ginsang leaves   di s made de fever go. When de fever got too bad she take the hoofs offei~ de hog dat had been killed and parch em  in de ashes and den she beat em  up and make a tea. Dis was de most tubble of all.   De yeah fore de war started Marse Jim died. He war out in de pasture pickin  up cow loads a throwin  em in de garden an  he jes drop over. I hate to see Marse Jim go   he not seeh. a bad man. Ater he die his boys, Tom an.  Andrew take cha ge of de plantation . Dey think dey run things   rit from dey daddy     but dey jes git sta ted when de war come. i~e Tom and Marse Andrew both hab to go. iUy pappy he go long wif dem to do der cookin. ~y pappy he say dat some day he run four or five miles wifde Yanke~ ahind him.afore he can stop to do any cookin. Den when he stop he C:)Ok wif de bullets a fallin all roun de kettles. He say he walk on ded men jes like he walkin on de groun  . Some of de men be. dead, somemoanin  an  some a groanin    but nobody pay no tention, case de Yankees keep a comm. One day de Yankees come awful c lose ~arse Andrew hab de   rate flag in his han  . He raise it high in de air. Pappy say he yell for him to put de flag down case de Yankees was a comin  closer an  was agoin  to capture him anyway . But Marse Andrew j e s   de flag up an run   hind a tree . De Yankee sojers jes take one shot at him an  dat was de las  of him. My pappy bring him home   De fambly put him in alcohol. One day I went to see him and there he was  ; a swi~nmin  rthind in de water. Mos  ob his hair done corne off tho. }~e buried at Nazereth . . I e ould go right back to de graveyard effen I was there   Den my pappy go back to ~IV1th Marse Tom. L 4 </p>
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136  iarse Tom was jes wounded. Effen he hadn t had a Bible in his pocket de bullet go clear through his heart. But yo  all kno  no bullet ain t goin  through de Bible. No, you can t shoot through God   s word . Pappy he bring Marse Tom home an  take care of him tu he well. Marse Tom give papp,r a horse an  wagon case he say he save his life.   Many time de sojers corne through de plantation an  dey load up dey wagons wif ebberthing dey fin    lasses, hams, ch~ckens. Sometime dey gib part of it to de niggers but de white folks take it way when dey git gone. De white folks hide all de silverware from de soldiers. Dey fraid dey take it when dey come. Some time dey make us tell effen dey think we know.   After de war pappy go back to work on de plantation. He make his own crop, on de plantation. But de money was no good den. I played wif many a   rate do liar . He sho was happy dat he was   free . Maimny she shout fo   j oy an  say her pray rs war answered. Pappy git pretty feeble   but he work tu jest fore he die. He made patch of cotton wif a hoe. Dey was enough cotton in de patch to make a bale . Pappy   die when he 104 years old. Mammy she live ~ to be 105 .   After de war de Ku Klux broke out. Oh, miss dey was mean. In dey long white robes dey scare de niggers to death. Dey keep close watch on dem afeared dey ~ry to do somethin    Dey have long horns an  big eyes an   mouth . Dey never go roun  ~ much in de day. Jes night. Dey take de pore niggers away in de woods ~nd beat  em and hang  em. De niggers was afraid to move, much  !~: lestry to do an ything. Dey never kno  what to.do, dey hab-no   I </p>
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1 T.~.  10- I   lamm. Hab no money. All dey can do was stay on de same plan  tation tu dey can do better. We lib on de same plantation till de chilluri all grown an  mammy an  pappy both die then v~e leave. I don  know where any of my people are now. I knows I was bo n in 1849. I was 88 years old de fust of September.                    L : .   137 : ~   </p>
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320233 ~   139 RICHARD . MORING  Ex~S1ave Story   An interview with Richard C. Moring 86 of 245 E. South Street, Raleigh, N. C.  ttMy mammy v~us Cherry~ an  my pappy wi~is Jacob. Mr.  Anderson Clernmons owned mammy, an  M~  Fielding Mori~ig  owned pappy. .   II doan know much  bout Mr. Moring, case we stayed  wid ~r. Clemmons near Apex, in dis same county. t1jV~  Clemmons owned less n a dozen slaves, but he  wus good ter ~ ein. De oberseer   l~ir . Upchurch   whupped de slaves some, but not very much.   ~We had nuff ter eat an  w ar an  we ~vuck hard, but  no harder dan we has since dat time. Ma~ster  lowed us our own  gyarden an  tater patch, we also bad our own hawgs.    Dey   lowed us some fun lak dane in  ~ wrestlin  mat~ ches, swimmin    fishin    huntin  an  gaines. ~e also had prayer meetin s at our cabins.    When dere wus a weddin  dar wus fun fer all, case hit wus a big affair. Dey wus all dressed up in new c1oth~~ an  marster s dinin  room wus decorated wid flowers fer  de  casion. De ban  which wus banjoes~an  fiddles  ud play an  de neighborin  folks  ud come. </p>
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2. . ~ :140    De preacher married   em up go od an  tight j Ist lak he done de white folks, an  atter hit was ober an  de songs wus sung rnarster  s dinin  table wus set an  dar wus a weddin  supper fer all.    I doan  m~jber so much  fore de war but I  members dat de Rebs go by an  ij~ de Yankees chase  em. (I is on Mr. iviorings  place den clost ter L~iorrisville.)    De Yanke es am so busy chasm   . de Rebs dat dey doan. stop ter bodder us much,   cept ter kill de chickens an  so  on.    Dar s a place out from i~orrisvi11e whar de Yankees  an  de Rebels had er little skirmish on dat trip. We could hyar de guns go boomin , an  atter hit wus ober we chilluns went dar an  pick up de balls an  boxes of dese hard ~ tacks whar de soldiers had fit.    il   ergit ter tell you  bout de fust gang o  Yankees what come by. Dey wus lookin  fer food an  when dey got ter our place dey comes in an  he ps dereselbes ter marster s stuff. Dey kilt all de live things, took all de hams an  sich, an  dey foun   bout a bushel o  aigs. Dey put  ~rn in de big wash pot an   biled ~ era an  dey goes ter d e sprir~g house an  gits seben er eight poun s ~  butter. When de alga am biled dey splits  em open an  puts de butter on.  t em an  ~ eats  ~ em dat way . Dat   s de fust aigs d at eber I tasted, an  dey shore give me all I wants. </p>
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3* :14:1   ~e went back ter Mr . ernmt I fore de surrender, case when dat happen Mjs  Jane Clemnions tells us n her-p ~~if dat we am free. All o  we chilluns, Duncan, Candice, ~ariah, Len, ~j1i1~   William, ~3idney, Lindy, i~iary, Rilda, an  me, all of rnarnrny s chi1l~is~wus dar at de en  of de war.    We stayed on at Lir. Clemw~oas fer seberal years, in fac  till de oie folks. died. I~iy young Missus Mise Katy Ellis lives on Hilisboro Street, an  I often goes ter see her an  she sometimes gives me money, so you sees de feelin  dat tzi$tS twixt me an~ rn~r white folkses.   t  t Il t ei 1 you de sto ry   b out de wi tch at d e mill  if~en yOU wants ter hyar hit, I hyard my grandmammy tell hit when I wus a little feller.  THE ~ITCH AT ~ ~    ~Onct dar wus a free nigger what ownes a mill an  he ein makin  a heap o  money . He married a hans seine nigger wench an  hit  peared lak his luck all went bad. De folkses quit bringin  dere co n ter be grou.n  an  he Tgan ter git pore.    Long in dein tiraea de slaves someti:~es runned away from ~ cruel marsters an~ dey d go ter dis ni~ger at de jul11. he ud put  em ter slee~ in de mill, but dey cant t sleep on de  count of fusses an  scratchin .   n ~ Last one night a nigger what bas runned away corned ter ~ spen  de night, an  he sez dat he am hot skeerd o  nothin  </p>
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 4. 142  . ~ii~~ ~   De owner can put him ter sleep in de house if he wants ter, case his wife am ~pendin  de night wid a friend of hem, but he  sides ter put him in de mill.   ~Ke tells de runaway nigger  bout de witch,but atter de nigger~gits hisseif a butcher knife he aintt steered no ff0  an  he goes on ter de mill.   ~ ~ay frL d~ night de nigger sees somethin , an~ de whites o  his eyes. shines lak lamps. De things conies nearer an  nearer an  he sees d at hit em a big black cat wid de savage notion o~ eatin  him.   ~ De nigger swings his knife an  off somes one of de oie catis feste. She gives a awf l screech an  goes outen de winder.    De nex  momnin  de owner s wife am sick in de bed. an  she  fuses tergit up. De man tells her ter git up an  cook his breakfas~ but she  fuses ter stir.   n tiou better git up   you lazy trt   de man shouts an   wid dat he drags de   onian outen de bed. He ana   mazed. when he s e e s dat he r han   am cut off   an  he ye Ils f er de neighbors.    ~When de neighbors gits dar dey makes a big bresh pile an  dey ties her on hit an  burns her up. Atter dat de man had. good luck, eben atter he married ag in.    Note: This witch story is a variant of The Old Brownrigg ~ *   . ~ ~--- ----  ~  - ----- - .  -- -~ -.  - ~ -   ~ MIII by Doctor Richard. Billard. </p>
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 320234 14~4 ~ C  JULms N~~LSON Ex   Slave Story  . An interview with Julius Nelson, 77 of State Prison,  Raleigh, N. C.   *tI do an   niemb er no s lave ry   o f e ours e   s o ~ taint no use ter ax me no questions. I does know dat my rnarmny wus named Ann an   my pappy wus named. Alex. Dey   longed~ ter a Mr. Nelson in Anson County. Dere wus tleben o~ us youhgins but dey am all daid now  cept me.   III doan reckon dat I is but roun  sebenty, case I wus j Ist five years old at de close o.~ de war. W  ~ dat,   se sebenty seben? Lan  how de time do f1y~    Anyhow I jist barely does  member how de ho n blowed.  fore de light o  de day an  how we got up an  had our breakfast an  when de ho n blowed at sunrise we went ter de fiel s in a gallop. At dinner time de plan  tation b eli rung an  we   d fly fer home .     HOne big fat nigger ~ cooked de dinner fer us fifty e r sixty s lave s an   in er hour o r s o we   d go baek ter de fiel s fer mo  wuck. I sez us, but I means dem what could wuck. I did pull weeds an  pick up apples, an  dem things.  .  ~Dese dinners hyar min s me o  de plantation </p>
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2.     dinners somehow. Maybe case it ara  bout de saine quantity. Great bi.g pots o  turnip salet, couards, peas, beans, cabbages, potatoes or other vege ables, an  a oben full o  sweet  taters in de winter. Dar wus a heap o  pies in de summertime, an  honey, an   lasses, an  lasses cake in de winter time. Dar wus big pones o!~ co n bread ail de year roun  an  whole sides o  meat, an  on New ~ X~ay hogshead an  peas.    Fur supper ~ve gine ly bad pot licker, lef  from dinner     taters maybe an  some sweetnin    Dar wus ashrcakes fur supper an  breakfas  most O~ de tii~e an  hominy,. which de marster had grown hisseif. De smart nigger et a heap o  possums an  coons, dar bein  plenty o  dem an  rabbits an  squirrels in abundance.    ~~id yo1 eber eat any kush? Well dat wus zr~de outin meal, onions, salt, pep~r, grease an  water. Hit made a good supper dish. sometimes in de heat o  de day marster let us pick blackberries on de hedg(~ row fer our supper. We  little  uns often picks de berries, an  den we have a big pan pie fer supper.   l on holidays we sometimes had chicken pie an  ham an  a lot O  other food. Dein wu~ ~d~e happy times,  specially on Christmas mornin  when we all goes ter de big house ter celebrate an  ter git our gif s. Dey give us clothes   food, an  fruit. One Christmas we had a bi~ tub of  candy, I reckolicts. </p>
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fltBQUt twict a year we had a sociable when de n iggers from de neighborin  plantations  ud be invited an  dey d come wid deir banjoes an  fiddles an  we d dance, all o~ US~&amp;L  have asweil tirae.    We little un$  ud play fox~on..~de~wa11, tag, mulberry bush, drap handerchief, stealin  sticks an~ a whole heap of others dat I disreriiembers right now.   tiWe shucked our COtfl Ofl rainy aays mostly, but de inarster lets us have one big co n shuckin  eber  year an  de person what fi~t8 a red year can kiss who dey p1eases~ Hit wus gran  times dat we had den.   UWe also had regular weddtn  s wia a preacher an~  all de fixin s an  de xriarster usually give us a big aipper case he knowed dat he wuz gwine ter soon habe more slaves from de union.    Iffen de Yankees corned ter our part o  de country I don t  member seem  dem but I does i~iow dat de Ku Kiuxes done give us a heap of trouble.    I se libed a long tirae,  specially de fifteen years dat I se spent hyar, but I knows how ter treat white folkse s   an   I knows dat de wuck an   de healthy rations dat de niggers got  fore de war am why dey am stronger dan de young niggers o~ dis day. t 3. 146 </p>
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3 ~Ci~5  r~J ~ 148        PLANTATION LIFE   An Interview with Lila ifichols 89 o   Cary, Wake County, N   C . May 18   1927.    We belonged ter 1~   1~at ~thitaker atter his marriage.  iHi~s daddy, ~. Willis,  ~ive us to Min. ~tie lived near thainkatte wid 1~Ir. v!Iillis, an  we wuz happy. 1v~r pappy wuz named Yancey ~ ~ rnamr~r wuz named Sabra. Dar wuz two brothers named Yancey an  Add, an  five sisters: Alice, ~3ally, Martha, Betty an~ Helia.    01e massa wuz good ter his slaves, but young massa Nat wuzn t. We ain t h-ad half nuff ter eat most ~ de time, an  we ain t had no shoes till we wuz twenty  one. We had jist a few pieces of clothes an  dey wuz of de wust kind. Our cabins ii~iz shacks)an  we got seberal whuppints near  bout evert ~ Fer example I had de job of gittin  up de aigs in de ebenin , an  jf de aintt de right number of dem Missus Mae whupped me. I also looked atter de bittie s~ an   iffen one of   em died I ~ot a i  too.    Once missus wuz sick, an  a slave gal named Alice brung her some water ~  somethin  ter eat. Missus got sick on her stomick, an  she ~ez dat Alice done try ter </p>
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2. pizen her. Ter show yo  how sick she wuz, she gits out of de bed, strips dat gal ter de waist an  whups her wid a cowhide till de blood runs down her back. Dat gaits back wuz . cut in gashes an~ de blood run down ter  er heels. Atter dat she wuz chained down by de arms an  laigs ti~l she got well;den she wuz c~ ried off ter Eichinond in chains an  sold.  ~ ~-----~ ttV~le wucked all ae week, ~ marmny plowin  wid a  \.~ two horse plow. all de year vthen she warn t cleanin  new  ? ground or dig4n  ditches;an  she got two da~rs off when    h r chilluns wuz borned. We ain t had no passes ter go nowhar,an  we ain t allowed offe n de groun s. III know one time do ~ raissus   cides ter whup a  ~  oman fe~~somethin  an  de  oman sez ter her,  No sir, I Missus,   ain t  low~n  nobody ~that wa r de same kind of ( shirt I does ter whup me.t  ttV~e wuz glad whe n de Yankee s corned   aldo   dey  : acted lak a pack o  rob~rs. Dey burned de cotton, dey  .. stold eber  thing dey could lay han s on, an~ dey tored  ~ up ever   thiiig an  bus . Dey  d go ter de house an   ~ knock at de do , den missus would lock it an  yell at  ~ t em dat sh e ar  t gwinter ope n it . Dey do an ke er   dey  I jist kicks it down an  walks right in. :E~9 </p>
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3. tDey snatch pictures frurn de siae o  de house an~  ) t1~row tern down an  break  em. Dey drunk up all of massa s  ( brandy,an  dey insults de white ~th:~en ~ de blacks alike.   UDe Yankees corned on a Thursday an  we lef  on  ~ Sunday. Vihen we left de yard wuz full of dem Yankees, ~ cussin ) an  iau~hin ~ an  drinkint. We went to Raleigh,  &amp;flt de fust winter wuzentt so bad atter all. We doan keer nothiri   bout Mr. Lincoln, case he ain t keerin   bout us.  ii~ 11vuz lak de rest of de Yankees, he jist doan want de south ter git rich. Dey toi  us dat de warntt no slaves in de no th but we done found out datde only reason wuz  cause dey caatt stan  de cold weather dar, an  dat de No th am greedy of as.    II  mejpJ~ e rs d e Ku Klux K1an~ ant I am   t go t no i  tginst  ein, case dey had ter do sornethint wid dein mean  niggers anS  de robber Yankees, who had done ruint us all. I knowed some niggers what ain t ~ot t1~p~ so well an  dey done mean~~case dey blame de white folks; but atter awhile dey sees dat it am Massa LjflCOlfl S fault, so dey gits quiet.  I said dat we wuz. glad dat de~Yankees cornei. We wuz, jist caus e our massa warn   t good lak some massas   an  at dat, we am   t want ter b e . 150 </p>
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~32O1 61    A ~TO~C OF ~Li~\TERY As told by i~artha Organ of Cary as she heard her mother tell  it many years ago.   III doan know nothin   bout slavery  cept what I hyard my mother tell,an~ d&amp;tain t so much.   UI know dat my pappats n&amp;une wuz Handy Jones an  my mamray s name vaiz i~elisa. ~he belonged bo a i~. ~ihitaker but atter she married my pappa she belonged ter Mr. I~ufus Jones,  ~ir. E~ufus wuz ivir. ~esley Jones  brother at de oie Fann.ing Jones plaee;an  he owned a sizable plantation.  ~ Jones wuz good ter  em. Dey ain t nebber give him no trouble an  he ain t nebber whip none of  em.  . III  ire hyarn her tell a whole heap  bout de patterollers an  de Ku Klux Klan but of course I wuz borned atter de surrender, I now bein  jist sixty one.   UI  members  specially what mammy said  bout when de yankees come   ~he said dat it wuz on a Thursday an  dat de oie master wuz sick in de bed an  had sent some slaves ter de mill wid grain. ~dhen dese men started back frum de mill de Yankees overtook  em an  dey killed de oxes in de harness, cut off de quarters an  ridAde house wid dat beef hangin  all  over de horses. Dey throwed what dey ain t wanted away, but of course dey took de meal an  de grain. </p>
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2. 153   ~  1~Je oie master had hyard dat dem . .ankees wuz comin  an  he had buried de sllverw~re in a saii~ bar, but Lawd dem Lankees fount hit jist lak it were on top o  de growi ., Dey stoid. eber thing dat dey git dere han  s on,  specially de meat frurn de smoke house. .~Jey went down inter de cellar an  dey drunk up master s brandy an  dey got so drunk dat dey ain t got no sense atall. When~dey left dey carried my ruther off wid  ern)an  nobody ever hyard :frum him ~g in. i)ey said dat de president was nt thought much o ~ dem days.  Ulvir. Jones died a few days atter de surrender an  hit   pears :I~ak he made a will what giv  ail of his niggers a little piece o  land. Jomehow dis ~. ~hitaker, what my mammy uster belong to had somepin  ter do wid it, so he went ter de co t house in i~a1eigh ter have de will broke up; an  he draps daid. kir. Jones an~ iii . ~hitaker w~z buried de saine day.    ~3peakin~  bout ghosts, my mairn~ny toi  me  bout a ghost what she d seed ant when I wuz a chile, I seed it too.   flit wuz closter Ephues Church on de Durham highway,  an  de ghosts wuz three w~itunen, dressed in white an  widout heads. De rize an  flewed ober de w~~gin an  went ter de churchyard, an  dat wnz de las  time I seed  em.  * I doan believe in ghosts much, but fo  de Lawd I seed dat </p>
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 3. ~ ~ ~ :   on  an  my manufl~f an  papPY seed it tf~ore I W~ ~ ~ ~  ~ n~ ~ said d~t she1&amp; seed some slave ~~es but  dat d~ ~fl  t s o b ad. She nor my papp  a~   t neber had  \~ no whippifl ~ an  she said dat de wust thing she eber seed  \~ wuz a gal burnt. Hit wuz dis wa    MissuS Jones had  ~ sold a gal dat she raised named Alice ter a neighborhood  \ I Oman. Alice had. been ~ust ter goin  to de MiSSUS houS1~  ~ an  warmin , ~o when she went inter dis  ornans house ter  I warm de tOfl~~~ made her stand Thre de fire till her legs burned SO bad dat de skin cracked up an  some of it   ~ \ drapped off. ~tisSUS JoneS sound it out ~iit she give de   : ~ ~ ~ omafl bac~ her money a&amp; took Alice home wid her.     2 i~r/EK   4 </p>
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 320248 . 156  AI~ PAR~ R  Ex-Slave Story    An interview with  mParker in the Wake County Home, Raleigh, North Carolina.   III reckon dat I is a hunc~ t an~ three or a hundert /~  an  four years old. I wuz a   oman grown at de end o   de war. .   UI ain t had no daddy case queens doan marry an   my mammy, Junny, wuz a queen in Africa. Dey kidnaps her an  steals her  way from her throne an  fetches her hyar ter Wake county in slavery.    We  longed ter Mr. Abner Parker who lived near Raie igh an   he had maybe a hundert s lay e s an   a who le heap of lan . I ain t neber laked hirn much, case. we had ter wuck hard an  we ain t got much ter eat. He ain t  lowed us no fun, but we did have some, spite o  him.    We uster git by de patterollers an  go ter de neigh-. borin  plantations whar we d sing an  talk an  maybe dance. I know onct ~do  dat we wuz in a barn on Mr. Lil?s  place when de patterollers corned, all dat could git out seated, but de ones dat got ketched got a whuppin .   ni got seberal whuppin s fer dis, dat an  tother; but </p>
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I specks dat I needed  em. Anyhow we wuz raised right, we warn t  lowed ter sass nobody an  we ole uns still imows dat we is got ter be perlite ter yot white ladies.    Daughter   did I tell ~ y   bout my maniny b e i~ a queen. Yes, she wuz a queen, an  when she toi  dem niggers dat she wuz dey bowed down ter her. She toi  dem not ter tell hit an  dey doan tell, but when dey is out of sight O b de white folkses dey bows down ter her ~ does what she says.    A few days   fore de surrender manmiy~ who am also a witch, says ter dem dat she sees hit in de coffee grounds dat dey am gwine ter be free so all o  us packs up an~ gits out.    We got along pretty good atter de war, an  on till lately. Atter I gits too oie ter wuck I sets on de post~ office steps ant begs. . I got a good pile o  money too, but somebody done stole hit an  now i seTh4~ in de County Home .    tI fell an  broke my arm sometime C~jo, case my rig~  side am daid ant I tries ter crawl offende bed. When I gits back from de hospital dey ties me in d is cheer ter ke ep me from fal i  out   but I w ant t er git a loos ~ . De nigger boy what helps me up an  down ain t raised lak I wu, he fUsses an  he he am  t got de manners what he ort ter habe.   L.E. </p>
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 ~2~J()82 ; 19    ~u~Y P~ I\tN~Y 811 Cannister Street, Raleigh, North Carolina.  ~ .       It1 do not know m~ e. I wus boi~i~cI in 1\~ecklenburg, Virginia. . I~~:y marster give ni; age in a 31b1e but I lost it by lendin  it out. ~iy mother died  fore I  mernber d her.   She . wus n~rned Dinah Epps. 1~iy grandmother wu~s named ~1iza J~pps. ~he lived to be . 107 years old. ~y father . wus  named Jerry ~pps ~  ~~arster   s n&amp;~nie vius Victor Epps   ant my missus wus named kartha~ I married Bob Penny.    De plaritabion wus at 1~eck1enburg, Virginia, near BoyJ~~ Virginia. I. dontt  member how many slaves but dere iwus a good nuniber4 never  heard tell numbered out as I knows of   I never saw a ~1ave sold. I never sa~v one whupped.   I heard. ~em talk about ~patero11eD~ but I never sawone. .  ~ . UI don t  member when I corne to RaI.eigh~ I have been here so~ long. My grandmother an  graiidfathsr come here an   I come too. ~ ~.    I plowed in Virginia, an  I. cooked too. Dey did not pick any work fur me   W~ lived in log houses. Yes   indeed, we had plenty to eat. I never suffered for sumptint to eat till I come to Raleigh . On de   plantation we got plenty  allowance.~e 4 ~e!~~a:~ I </p>
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2.    We went to both de white an  colored churches in Virginia. I never could learn to read an   ~ite. I never could learn to make a number correct. Ijust c:antt 1earn~. I tried my best to write.. I went to four sessions of school but couldn t learn. I wus raised by some mighty good white ~eop1e. I wanted to learn so badJ sJ,ept w:Ld my books under my head but I couldntt 1earn~   . ~ ni am weil thought of at my home in Virginia. Dey have sent me rations since I been here. I had de worse time of  my life since de surrender. I don t know nothin  ~ ~bout de Yankees~ comint: through only what I heard others say1 I hGardteintaikint  bout freedom ~ de. war but I didritt . know ~ or care nothin   bout it. My father ient to I~anassas Gapto de war. I heard him talk.  bout de breastworks but    I don t know nothin   bout  em.     e ~   711 wus my fatherts only chile. He didn t have an~y  chillun by his   wife. I  ~ergot de name of his ias~ wife~ . .~. -    I heard  em say abraham Lin :oiti   nie through de south ant just learned ever thing  bout de folks. 11e wus  guised ~ .  ;  ! SO: nobody . knowed who he wus. Yes   I heard   bout dat ~i   vthen dey Thun  out he been here he done come through an~  gone back~ .  . - ~8lavery  wus better den it is flOW4 Shore it ius. I  ~ 4 d th   bout de ~ ~ ~y ~ fj~t, life in Virginia </p>
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 3  ~ 161  wus better den it is now. I never did have any mean white fo1ks~ De~Lord inademe lucky in dat way. De Yankees took, ~to1e, an  carried off a lot of ththgs an  dere wus a lot of talk  bout t~iii~ but I never saw  em  cept when dey wus iaradint. I never seed any of  ein down dere atmy marster s plantation. .    1My grandfather ~iied in Raleigh. Grandmother wus de iuot1~er of thirteen chilluns but none of  em tcept two ever seed Raleigh. Dey wus so~cattered  bout  cept de two younges , a boy en  .a girl. Dey corne to ?.aleigh atter de surrender when grandmother an  me come. We lived worser in Raleigh den we did in Virginia, an  if I wus back home wid my white folks I would git plenty to eat but I dontt git it here. Dey   sends m~ a little money now an  den   Here is some of: dez s letters where dey sent me money. You can see by dese letters d~t my Virginia white tO1~I loves me an  I love. dern~ ~  Iti WU8  bout ten years oie when dewar wus gointon.  I thjXik slavery wus not such a bad thing   pare d wid de hare t:Ln~es nowo~ .  * ~oM~+o%%t~ b~ M~ckkiibur~C s,Va~ ~ ~ ~H ~   ~ . ~.  .. . . . ~ ~ ~ . . ~ . . ~ ~ </p>
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320202 163    ~ SlAVERY DAYS IN FRA~ ~IN COUNTY  An interview with Lily Perry, 84 years old, of 9 McKee ~3treet, Raleigh, N. C.   UI wus borned on ae plantation of Mister Jerry Ferry near Louisburg, about eighty- four years ago. I~r S daddy   Riddick     longe d ter him an   s o did my mamm~r   do she   longed ter a Mist Litchford tfor e she married daddy.    De fu~st thin~gs dat I can remember wus bein  a house gal, pickin  up chips, mindin  de table an  feedin  de hogs. De slop buckets wus heavy an  I had a heap of wuck dat wus hard ter do. I done de very best dat I could but often I got whupped ~ist de same.    V~en dey d start ter ~hup me I d bite lak a run-  . mad dog so dey d chain my han s. See hyar,. byars de scars made by de chains . ~ U also p i ck me up by de y ears ant  ~) I fling me mun    see hyar, I can wiggle rr~r years up an  down j j st lak a mule e an   an  I can wiggle   em ro un  an~ roun  lak dat, seel    One day I ain t feelin  so good an  de slops am soheavydat I stops an  pours out some of it. De oberseer, Zack Terrell, sees me an  when I gits back ter de house he grabs me ter whup me . ~ </p>
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 2. 164   De minute he grabs me I seize on ter his thumb bites hit ter de bone, aen he gits mad an  he picks aWn  lifts me higher dan my haid an  flings me down steel mat dere in front of de do .    Dey has ter revise me wid cold water from de~ spring an  I wus sick fer a week. We ain t had good food which makes me weak an  I still has ter do heavy wuck.   ~Dar wus a slave block in Louisburg an  I se seed many a slave sold dar . Very few wi~ put in chains   most of   em wus put in a kivered wagon wid a guard an   wus chained at night. I se seed many a  oman eryin  fer her chile when one er de tother wus put on de slave block iii Louisburg.  UI wus tbout twelve years o Id when de Yankee s come.  I wus pickin  up chips in de yard when dey comes by wi4 dere hosses steppin  high an  dere music playin  a happy chune. I wus skeered, but I don t dasent run case marster will sho have me whupped, so I keeps on wid my wuck.  Dey pass fast on down de road ant dey doan botber in our community but de white folkses hates  ein sanie.   ~arster Jerry tells us  bout a week later dat we an  all of de two hundret  cept  bout five er six an  I meup on de nothin  jist de am free </p>
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 3. 165    goes right off.~ He tells all of us dat he will pay us effen we will stay an   wuck   s o rae ant ~y f~m~ ly we stay s  on.    We lives dar fer seberal years den I marries Robert Perry who lives on de same plantation wid us. ~ie am   t had but one daughter an  dat ~ Kate   who still libes widme.   tt~1e an  Robert wus raised up tergether, he bein   five years older  n me an  I loved him frurn de time I wus oorned. I know how he uster hate ter see me git dem. beatin s an  he d beg me not ter let my mouth be so sassy, but I can t help hit. He uster take my beatints when he could an  a heap of times he sneak out ter de fiel s in de ebenin  an  toted dat slops ter de pigs.    Oiiet when marster wus i~ rae Rob ert run up an  begged marse ter put de whuppin  on him  stead of me. De result wus Inarse whupped. us both an  we  cided ter run. away. -   We did run wa~r, but night brung us back ter ~ anot:h er in.  ~   we ai  t neb er run away no s    We wus at a frolic at Louisburg when he proposes ter me an  he do hi t di s way    Eoney gal   I knows dat you </p>
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4. 166 doan love me so powerful much, but will you. try ter do hit fer me?    1tCourse I sez,  Go long, nigger, iffen I doan love lot den dar ain t no water in Tar riber.  Den I sez, tWe can git Marse Henry outen de bed an   he   li marry us te~night .   ~ tiRob wus tickled pink an  sho nuff we wus married  right away dat very night.    ~W  li ved p ore   dat I knows   b ut we wus too. happy in ourselves ter worry  bout sich things an  de lack.    LI laughs now ter think how ignorant we niggers wus   We  d do our washin   an~  bout de time we hung hit on de line, we d see a string of folks comm1 home frum de Prospect Church an   we td know dat we ~ done our washin  on. a Sunday.  </p>
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32~1?~  AL16171937 L!.C. District  No. 2 Subj ect:  THE ~ GVLJ:t~D.t!~E1t ko. ~1ords: 615 Person Interviewed: ix_~~ ~iorker : LaI~J Hicks ~ditor: ~~g;gL ~JW~3L~ * </p>
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32027? r~ wowj&amp;~ ~  1$8 Afl interview with Valley Perry, 50 years of age, of Cary, North Carolina, Route # L~  Course bein  no older dan I is I can t recol1e~t tbout de wart but I se heard my manny tell a little an~  %  my gran inaxnrny tell a right smart  bout dem slavery tinies   To s talkin  tbout.  ttGrantmarnmy Josephine, an  mammy c~iarice  longed ter   a Mr. Nat Whitaker in~eCo~it. Mr. Natts ~jjf~ wus  ~ediis~Lu~,~tShe wus so g  ddat ever body what  ( ever seed her tthemb red her. Dar is eben de belief among k de niggers dat she riz up ter heaben alive, like Elijah.   k 9Dey salddatMr. Nat1s oberseer wus kinder mean ter .. I deslaves, ant vthen he whupped dem d y 1xnernbered hit ter de  : ~ ~ 1thi~jest day dey lived. ~ Mr. Nat wuseri tnear so bad ~  .; I l~ Lucy wus ~ a ang l. She   d beg ~z    ~at ter make de  ~ I oberseer sto~ but Mr. Nat  fused, tease he said dat de   1 ~ won t   ob y him iffen he tea hes dem he Won t let   de ~b~r eer p nish ~rn goOd an  ~ D~ MIST   ~~2~y tud   t CD~ ant she  ~1 run ax~   grab de oberse er~ s arm an   beg hirn ter  t ~. ~ ~ t d cry ~o 1ia~ d ~dat he ~ d. hafter stop   \ ~ </p>
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2. 7/   tt Finafly de ober~er goes ter i~r. Nat an  complains, / an  he sez dat he am gwine ter quit de job iffen Mr. Nat   doan make Mis  Lucy keep outen his business.  ttMr. i~at axes him ter tell him   fore he starts ter   beat  em, an  ter set a time fer de beatin  ~i1 dat he will git MIS  Lucy offen de place. geil, de oberseer does what ~r. Nat sez an1 waits ter whup eber body on Chuesday an  on Chuesday ~:r. Nat tekes kils  Lucy ter town.   ~LIi~  Lucy am tickled pink dat she am a~goin  shoppin  an  she ain t suspicion nothin  at all. When~she ~cjits, ter shoppin  dot she ain t satisfied, an  terreckly she tells  . \ ~ Nat dat she wants ter go home.Mr. Nat tries to git her \ ter go ter a concert but Mis  Lucy sez no, dat she feels I lak somethin  a~n happenin   at home.    Mr. Nat begs her ter stay on an  enjoy herself, but when she wontt. listen ter no reason at alihe starts home. De mules creep an  poke, but MIS  Lucy herself whups  em up, an  dey gits homesooner dan dey am expected.    When dey drives up in de yard de oberseer am so busy   whuppin  de niggers what has done bad dat he ain t seed Mis  Lucy till she am right on ham, den she snatch de heavy  ~~~hup an~  she strikes himtwo or three times right in 4e~aLc e. . ~ ~ ~  \  ais  Luey iooi ~eii~ate, but she cute de blood outen </p>
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3.  7/his cheek an  she shets up one of his eyes an  bring$ de  I Olood a-pourint from his nose. i)en ae meek little 1orn~  j draws back de vthup ~g in an~ she  loves,  Git offen dis  ~ pi~ntation, an  iften ever I ketches ~rou here a~n I ll  ~ shoot you, you beast.t  \ u.I)at settled de oberseer s hash an  atter he left  \ i~iTh.  Lucy went ter doctorin  cut up backs~ G~r~ marthny said  ~ dat dar ~isn~t no more trouble wid de niggers an~ Mise Lucy  ~ done all of de punishin  herself.  ~ ~ ~he made de meanest ones l arn a whole passel of  ( scripture   she punish de chillun oy rxiakin  dem memorize  ~ poenis an  sich. $ometimes she sont  em ter bed widout supper,  I sometimes she make 1em work at night, sometimes she prayed I fer tern, ~Lflt once in a COOfl~S age she ithppped. Dey said j dat she could really hurt ~~en she meant to, but she whupped  I as de las  thing ter do an  she whupped wid a keen little.  I switch  stead of de leather.  ~ ttOnce atter she had whupped a little ni~ger she said,  t  Clarice, dis hurt me w~is$er dan hit did. yo .  \ . ~  Clar ice iooic at I~is! Lucy den she sei,  Iffen hit hurt  \ ~  wLlsaeI, aan iut ciii. me i se powerful sorry fer you.  Dat \~ttle ~gal ~ my tuammy., . ~    ~ ~ ttMygranhfatherwusnarnedjake, sn1.he tlongedtera fauii~   ~by d~ na me ~ of Midd)~ton some whar in de neighbo..~hood~ ~ :r~. ~. : ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~:    ~ ~ ~ ~ .- ~ . ..~ - .. ~   .~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ </p>
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4. karse Nat ~jflTt had no use fer ~ir. Middleton  case he tried ter act up, en  he wus a iew Lork Lankee ter ooot, what  7 thought that he owned de heabens an  de ~rearth. When  rant father ~ ake  ~ell in love wid gran ~mamnry nobody am  t knowed hit,  case dere marster~ an mad at each other an   dey knows dat dere won t be no marryint twixt de fcsniIies~  ~1Tirne ~oe~ on an  gran father xuns awa~&gt;r ant comes ter  : ~ee gran manmiy, but one nIg~it i~r. L~iddieton foliers grant father \ ~ fj~Y~ ~-~jp~ in ~  ~ \ ~ ~~~i d1eton doan wait ter sa~ nothin  ter no~od~,  ~w ien he peeps in at de winder an  sees dem a~settin  at de I t~b1e eatin  ~ musk melons wha~ gran pappy had stole outen  J his patch. j~e jist comes. in a~rarint ~t a~tarint ~il s~arts  I ~WhUpp 1  viid his ridin  quirt. he whup~ gran  father fer  K a while, den he pitches in on gran rxxarnmy. N ~ ~ihi1e all dia am a goin   on so~ e to~r runs fer L~~rster  :~ kNat an  when he gits dar der~ am trouble in de shack.  ~ ~ ; ~ i~at ain t so beaby as Mr. ~~iddIeton, but man, he puts  ~. I de beatin  on ir. ~1iddIeton, den he makes him sell Jake ter  I him an  he pays hirn spot cash right den an  dar.  I ~ De next ~j~y he. thinks ter ax gran mamrriy what Jake am  .  a~ do i~  in her cabin   an   g~ari  mamniy tells h~.xn dat she loves  ~ Jak~ axi  dat sh~ wants ter marry him. Marge Nat  ~augh fit ri ~r he .aez dat deytil have a b gweddin  at de </p>
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5.  172 ~/ tTDey dId habe a big weddin  an  gran mammy wore a red I dress dat iuiis~ i~ucy give here She said dat she wish dat ( gran  father could of wore red too . .~  \ ~She said dat when rnamm,y wus borned dat oie Dottor  \ \ Freeman ~tended~her an  dat she ~tajed in de bed two weeks. J  .11S1 Lucy wus good ter de ni~~gera lak.dat. f! ~1  merifbers gran mai~rn~y teuin   bout de Lankees comint / ~ \  \  . an  how shc stood froxitoi MIS  Lucy~s door wid cie ax ~n   ~ toi   em dat shetd ChOp~OUt~flyOOdy S brains what tried ter ~ ~ in. De door wus open~ ~ dey could s ~e ~j~t Lucy a_settint   dere wnite as a ~neet, so dey went on sarch n  fer v~&amp;IuaoIes, \\\~i:II de time dern~~~ ~ ~ LUCy~S room.      EH i~: ~ ~   .   ~ :   ~ . ~ ~ .; ~ . ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ *    .. ~. ~ I~L ~ ~: ~ ~ </p>
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320194 . . :174 (~D)  TEMPE PITTS  Ex.Slave Story  An interview with Tempe P1tts~ 91 of 307 Tarboro St., Haieigh, N. C.   III wuz borned in Halifax County ninety-one years ago. See dis paper, hit wuz writ our fer me by oie ina~. ster~s granddaughter dis year. Hit says not only dat I is ninety.one but dat I wuz her mammy, an  dat I wuz a good ant trus worthy servant,   My mammy wuz Phillis Pitts   an  my daddy vrc~z Isaac  Williams. We t1o~ed   ust ter Mr. Mason L. Wiggins dar in  Halifax, den through de marriages we  longed ter Captain  Hardy Pitts. Both o  dein farablies wuz good ter me an  dey  ain t neber done me dirty yit.   De Pitts  owned ob~r two hundert slaves, case dey  also had a plantation in Firginia. We had aU we cou1~ eat ~ an  good   d o ~ tough e lothes   ~it   s de La  s truff dat I ain~t lakin  fer nothin  den. . When we wuz sick we had de bes  doctor ant ai . de medicine dat he said dat we ought  ter habe; an  we ain1t wuck when we wuz sick nother.  L  members jist one whuppin ~ dat I got, ant j  needed hit too. Missus Pjtts sont me out in de yard ter ~  ~  scrub de wiiverware wid s orne sant   I knowed. dat I wuz </p>
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1~5 supposed to scrub hit good an  den~sh it all off,~ but  stid of dat I leaves hit layin  dar in de yard wid de  dirt on it. She whups me flu  it, but she jist stin~ my laigs wid a little switch.    Ii seed de oberseer whup a slave r~an but de best I  members hit de nigger warn ~ t whupped much.    I ain1t neber seed no slave sales, do  I did see a whole slew o  slaves a~-marehin  ter be sold at Richmond. Dey neber wuz chained do , an  sometimes I  specks dat dese niggers what claims dat dey seed sich things am a~tellin  alle.   ~ De madde s t dat I eber g it   an   d e only t ime dat eber I cuss bad wuz when de Yankees come. Dey stold de meat an~ things from de smoke house, an   eber thing else dat.dey can git. Dey ain t done nothin  ter me, but de way dey done my white folkses made me mad, an  I jumps straight up an  down an  I yells,  Dam~dem Yankees an  damm oie Abraham Lincoln too L     At de surrender did I leave? Naw sir, I stay right on dar . Missus die fust   den Marster   an  atter dat ~: leaves, an  I gits married.    My n1a~IffrIy an  pappy, dey tells me, wuz married in de marster1s dinin  room by ~jumpin  de broom. I ain t sayin  nothin  tbOut de ceremony case I ain t sayin  not~in   bout itiy white folkses, but sometjmes I does wonder why I se red- </p>
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:1. 7G headed when my pappy an  mani~ny wuz black as tar. Maybe I is part white, but I ain t sayin  nothi&amp; tbout my white folkses as I done toi  yo . 1     L.E. </p>
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 320242 ~ 178  P3:ANI~~-AH PLIJi~i R  412 Smith Street    I~:y name is Hannah Plummer . I was horn near Au~ burn, in Wake  ~ounty, January 7, 1856. Liy father was AJ.Ien Lane and my mother was named J3ertcha Lane. We b~on~ged to Goy. Charles i~aniy, that is mother and myself, i~ather belonged to some maiden ladies, busan and Emma Thite. The governor had large plantatIons, ~ut mother and myself lived with them on their lot ri~ht where the ~ex Hospital now stands on South and Fayetteville Streets. Governor L~aniy owned the block down to the railroad, and  ( 1) ~ we chillun went into:~rove   it was a grove ti~en, to iick ~Jp walnuts and hickory nuts.  ItMy father was a stone ~ cutter  ~rid he hired bis time  and gave it to his rnissus and lived with us. Mother was at @overnor I~anly s. He said father was a high~headed  fellow and said he was livin  on his lot and in his house and that he didn t do anything for him, and that he ought to keep up his family. Mother was the washerwoman for the governor and his family. I~issus Manly, the Governor~s wife, I forget her first narne,did not take any particular interest in her servants. She had slave servants for everything: a wash and ironer, a drawin~g room and parlor cleaner, a cook, waiting men, waitresses and a maid who </p>
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:~1j ~d nothin~ but wait on her.    Governor Lanly was a mi~hty rich man, and he had several plantations and a lot o  slaves. I aofl~t remember i~OW many slaves he owned. i~other was given meal and rr~at and had to cook it just the sanie as she would now. They JIdflTt allow her food from the great house. ~other had ten children, and at Urnes we did not have enou~ h to eat. ~ ~  went hun~~ry a lot. The boys were named Fred, David, ~atthew   Allen, and Thomas . Girls   Cinderilla, Corinna, Hannah, Victoria, and Mary. All were born slaves but two. Thomas and Mary. David and myself are all that are left alive.   UI remember that we lived in a plank house, with three rooms and a shed porch. Mother washed clothes under the porch. The house had two rooms c1o~vnstairs and one upstairs . C Oh ~ I have thou~~I~ of the Governor   s w~f  s name, missus nai~e, it was Cx~arity.) We used trundle beds of wood. Mother made our bed clothes at ni~ht. She also made bonnets and dresses. Sometimes she made bonnets and sold them. The child that set up with her she gave some kind o  sweets. I s~et up with her a lot because I liked to eat. Motherwas allowed the little money she made makin  bonnets and dresses at night. :179 </p>
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  They whupted slaves onthe place. I could hear the blows and hear  em screamin  criint an1 beggth , but I never saw it. I never saw a slave sold an  I never saw any in chains.   I do not remember hOw many children old marster had,  ~: only remember one; he was Mar~ter i~sii Manly. He was an o~ficer in t ie Con ~ederate Arn:y. He used to come ~iome vith his pretty clothes an  his hat with plumes on it. Mother tole me that before she w~s married Marster gave her to his son Basil as a maid for his wife Caroline.   ~Missus Caroline whupped her most every day, and about anythin~~~. Lother said she could not please her in anything, no matter what she. done or how hard she tried. Missus would go up town anri come back arid whup her. Mother was a youi~ girl then. One day Miss Caroline went up to~n, an  come back mad. She made mother strip down  to her waist, and then took a carriage whup an  beat her until the blood was runnint down her back. Mother said she was afraid she would kill her, so she ran for the woods and hid there, and stayed three weeks. She made up her mind she wasn t comm1 back. ~ ttThe old Governor Charles Manly, went to mother s  father, Jimmie Manly an  tole him if he did not get Ber-  tcha back he would whup hirn. 1~er fathe.r tole him he did  s not know where she was, an  that he belonged to him an  he could do with him as he liked, but he was not goin  one step to hunt Berteha, my mother. Then the governor </p>
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 went to grandmother an  tole her she had to find her. He tole her to leave the lot an~ stay away until her daughter  came back. Grandmother did not know where shw was. tIThe niggers on different r:lantations fed mother by  carrying things to certain hidin  places and leavin  it. Grandmother got word to her, an  she said she would come back, but notto Mise Caroline. She told marster, s  marster let her stay with grandmother until Christmaa, then they allowed her to hire herself out. She hired herself to Mrs. Simpson. She was good to her and allowed her to work for herself at night, sit up as long as she wanted to, and she stayed with her until she was married. Then she went back to old marsterts. r~ien the war ended mother went to old marster and told him she was goin1 to leave. He told her she could not feed all her chi1d~ ren, pay house rent, and buy wood, to stay on with him.   . ~Tarster told father andmother they could have the hou~e ~ ~ free and wood free   an   he would help them feed the ~  ren, but mother said,  No, I am goin  to leave. I have never been free and I am gQjflV to try it. I am gain   ~  ~ ~ aw y and by my work and the help o ~ the Lord I will live somehOw . M r.~ter thens iid,~  Well stay as long as you wish, and leave when you get ready, but wait until ydiu   ~ 4 L~ s </p>
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find a place to go, and leave like folks.  Marster allowed her to take all her things with her when she left. Th~  ~. white folks told her good bye.   1We went to a colored Methodist Church in slavery time but we had a white pastor. His name was Dr. Peu. He was a mighty nice man and all the colored people loved. hirn. After the surrender it was a 1on~g time that the ~ colored people had white pre chsrs in their churches. It was a long taie after the war before any of the colored churches had Negro preachers. William Warrick was the first colored preacher in Raleigh. He preached in the basementof the Baptist church now standixig on the corner of Hilleboro and Salisbury Stre ets ~ I went~ to o hurch and ~inday school there after the surrender.    I went to school in R~1eigh and taught school in Ft . Payne   Alabama . My husband was a carpenter and w ent there where he could get good wages. Slavery was a very bad thing. J~1raham Lincoln was one of the best men that ever lived.    ~Rooseve1t is just grand. He is no doubt one of the greatest men of any age. I love to look at his picture. I love him bec ause he has don~e s o mue h for humanity . I pray to the i~rd to let him live to serve his country, and   help hi s people . .  a ~    L~   ~ ~ ~ ~ .. . . ~ ~ . .. : . ~  . ~ ~ .     . ~ . . . . . . </p>
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32O2~6 PARKER POOL  ~*Good Morning, how is yer? Dat front door am locked Mister   but I  U corne  round and undo i    .    I m not feeling vety well an  it looks lak dey ~11 rob me out n all I got. Dey had a mortga~ge on my home fer $850. I paid it, an  den dey got to garn lin  on it, ai~1 tuk  it. I didn t git de right receipts, when I paid: dat s de truf. I got a farm loan on de house part, yes sir, an  I still has it.   UI wuz born near Garner, Wake County, North, Car oljna. I belonged to Aufy P oi   He wi~iz a slave owner   His plantation wuz near Garner. I am 91 years old. I wuz born August 10, that s what my grandmammie tole me, an  I ain t never fergot lt.    My xnissus naine wuz Betsy. My ftist master, I had. two, wuz Master Aufy Pool. Den he give us to his son, er his son bought us in at de sale when Master Aufy died.  ~ After Master Aufy died, his son, Louis Pool wuz my master den, an  ~ his plantation wuz In Johnston County . ~r mother wu~ named VIolet Pool. She died in child-birth two years atter I wuz born. ~ father wuz named Peter Turner.  He belonged to John Ttzrner in Johnston County, rig~ht near </p>
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185  Clayton.    t~ksr grandfather   I had tw~ grandfathers   one on my mother Vs side~ and one on my father   s aide . On my mother  s s ide Torn ~ooi   on my father ~ s s ide Jerry Beddingfie Id.   I never seed my greav~-gran Tparents, but my great~grandfather wuz naine &amp;tck ~ He wuz right out o   Afr Ic a . His wi fe wuz name Hag r. I never have seen dem, but my grandrnother wuz deir daughter. Dey had three chillun here in An~erica. My grandmammie and grandfather to id me this . My brothers wer e name, oldest one, Haywood, den Lern, an  Peter, an  nie, Parker Pool. De girls, oldest girl wuz Minerva Ril .a.    I had good owners . My missus and master dey took j e s as g o od ke er o   me as they c ould. Dey wuz go od to aU de han s. Dey giv  us plenty to eat, ~  we had plenty o   ~ clothes, sich as they wttz, but de wuz no sich clothes as we have now. Dey treated us good, I will have to say dat. Dey are dead In their graves, but I will have to say dis  fer  em. Our houses were in de grove. We called master s hous e  de great. USt   We called our homes  de houses  . We  ~ had good place s ter sie ep.  It;: got up at light. I had to do most o  the nursjn    o  de chillun, case when choppin  time come de women had to  go t o ~ work   We had plenty ter e at   an   we et it   Our ~ some in to eat wuz well fixed an  cooked. We caught a lot   ~ot 4oasuins, coons an  other game, but I teil yer a coon is   : a lot harder to ketch den a possum. We had one garden, an  </p>
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de colored people tended the garden, an  we all et out n  it.    ~Dere wuz about 2000 acres in de plantation. All de farm an  wuz fenc ed in wid wood rails ~ De hogs   cows ant stock wuz turned out in de woods, an  let go. The cows wuz drived home at night, dat is if dey didn t come up. Dat :i.s so we could milk de ones we wanted ter milk.    ~We dug ditches to drain de lan , bun  ditches; we dug  em an  den put poles on top, an  covered  em wid brush an  dirt. We put de brush on de poles to keep de  dirt from runnifl  through. Den we ploughed over de ditches. ~tWe tanned our leather in a tan trough. We used white oak bark an  red oak bark. Dey put copperas in it too, I think.   ni knows how to raise flax. ~ grow it an  when it is grown you pull it clean up out of de groun  till it kinder rots. Dey have what dey called a brake, den it wuz broke up in dat. De bark wuz de flax. Dey had a stick called a swingle stick, made kinder like a sword. Dey used dis to knock de sticks out o   de flax. Dey would den put de flax on a hackle, a board wid a lot of pegs in it. Den dey clean an  string it outtill it looks lak your hair. Dey flax when it caine from de hackles wuz ready for de wheel whur it wuz spun into thread. I tell you, you couldn t ISO </p>
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-4-. break it either.  ntWhen it wuz spun into thread dey put it on a reel.  It turned 100 times and struck, when it struck itwuz called a cut. When it come from de wheel it wuz called a broach. De cutssto.od fer so much flax. So many cuts made a yard, but.dere wuz more ter do, size it, and hank it before it ~iz weaved. Most of the white people had flax clothes.  ttWe had no church on de plantation. We had prayer  meetin  an  candy pullin s, an  we would ask slaves from udder plantations.~ My master had no public corn shuckin s. His slaves shucked his corn. He had about 50 head. De slaves dey went to de white folks church. Dey had a place separate from de white folks by a raum . We could look at de preacher an  hear him preach too.    tNo, sirree, dey wouldn t let us have no books. Dey would not let none o  de chilluns tell us anything about a book. I cain t read an  write, not a bit. Dey preached t.!! us t~9 obe~y our master. Preacher John Ellington wuz my favorite preacher. No nigger wuz allowed ter preach. Dey wuz allowed ter pray and shout sometimes, but dey better not be ketched wid a book. De sor~gs dat dey sung den, dey hardly ever sing  em now. Dey were de good oie songs. tHark fromde tomb de doleful sound .  1~r years are tender,  t Cry, You livin  man       Come view dis groun  where we must shortly lie ~. </p>
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-.5.. 188    No one ran away from our plantation, but dey did from some other plantations. When some o  de niggers were carried by their masters to wait on  em as servants up no th, some 01 de other people would see how dey were treated an  git tern to run away. When dere master started home dey couldntt fjpt~  em. Dey took and educated  em and made women an  men outren  em.    We visited at night during slavery time. De m~n went courtin . When a man, a slave, loved a  oman on another plantation dey axed der master, sometimes de master would ax d~ other mastar   If dey agre ed ail de slave man an   oman had ter(~)Sa dy night wuz fer him to ~ come over an  dey would go to bed together. Dere wuz no marriage- until atter de surrender. All who wanted to :~eep de same  oman atter de surrender had to pay 25~ fer er marriage license, den $150, den *3.00. If de magistrate married you   you didn  t have to pay anythir~   less he charged you.    We got de holidays, Clristrnas, and atter lay-by-~time o  de crops. Dey had big dinners den. Dey had big tables set in de yard   de rations wuz spread on   em~ an  everybody et. We had brandy at Christmas .   UI have been whupped twice, an  I have seen slaves  whupped. Hal Hal missus whupped me. She wouldn t let no~ </p>
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  6-- 189   body else whup me neither. I  members what it wuz about as if it wuz yesterday~ She wuz fretted  tbout de cook. We wuz skinnin  i sh taters. She tole us to make haste, if we didn t make haste an  peel de taters she would whack us down. I laughed, she sent me to git a switch. She hit me on de legs. ~hen we were whupp ed we would s ay     oh I pray     and dey would auit. If you acted stubborn dey would whup you more. She axed me, taintt you gwine ter say  oh! pray?  I wuz mad. She wuz not hurtin  me much, an  I wouldn t say nuthin . Atter awhile I said,  obI pray , an  she quit. I had good owners all o  dem. My masters never did hit me. Mi.ssus would not whup me much. She ~jes wanted ter show off sometimes.   We had good doctors when we got sick. I  members  Dr.. James o  Clayton commt to our house. Dey carried dere pills an medicine den, ant left it at de house fer you.   t ~y master had a son in de war, Walter Pool. He wuz a footso dier at first. He got sick an  he come home sick on er furlough. He hired er man to go in his place at first, den de man went. Atter awhile de men got so skurce, he had to go agin; den he got de chance to go in de cavalry. 01e master bought him ahorse   an ~ he could ride next time   He belonged to the ist. Ga. Reg. 2nd Cavalry Gen. Dan~ge s Brigade,  C. CO. N. C. Volunteers.   I saw de Confederates  General Johnson come through </p>
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  19() .~ftV\  Clayton, an  de Yankees come de ~~day atter dey come through. I think I seed enough Yankees come through dere~ to whup anything on G~d ~ earth.. De Yankees camped three miles from our plantation at Mrs. Widow Sarah Saunders across White Oak Creek on de Averysboro road. Her son, Capt. Ed. Saunders wuz in de Confederate A~my. She wuz a big slave owner. She had about 100 slaves. She wuz called a rich  oman.    De Yankees played songs o  walkin  de streets o ~ Baltimore an  walkint j~ Maryland. Dey really played it. Dey slaughtered cows and sometimes only et de liver. I went to de camp atter dey lefaf an  it wuz de awfulest  stink I ever smelt in my life. Dey lef  dem cows part Q  rem laying whur dey were in de camp. Dey killed geese  ant chickens, an  skinned  ein. Sometimes dey skinned de hind quarters uv a cow, cut  em off an  lef  de res .  ~en dey tole me I wuz free I didn t notice it, I  stayea on and worked j est lak I had been doint ~ right on wid rnissus and master. I stayed dere a year atter de surrender. ~ ~    II dunno what ter think o  Abraham Lincoln. Dey said he wuz all r ight . I gue s s he wuz a man God loved   er all ri~tman. I think some o  de slaves wuz better off when dey had owners and wuz in slavery den dey isnow. De colored people ax e slaves now more den dey wuz den. I can 4 show you ~ierein de nigger s got ail his expenses ter bear now. He gits his pay out~en de white man ar~1 de white  man dontt p~y ~ ~ De nigger in de South is jest as   </p>
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-~  (  ~ -8..  much a slave as ever. De nigger now is a better slave den when dey owned him,  cause he has his own expenses to bear . If you works a horse an  doan have him ter feed., you is   better off   dan if you had ter fe ed and care . fer him. Dat is de way dat thing is now.    il seed many patterollers dunn   slavery. If dey  caught you out at night without a pass dey would whu~p you. UI think Mr. Roosevelt is a mighty nice man. He has   one me a lot o  good. No man can make times real good till everybody is put to work. Wid de lan  lyin  out dere can t be real good times. Dis is my  lustration. My hors e died~ last year   I aine t got no money ter buy nether and can t g t one. You see dat lan  lyin  out dere I have . farmed it every year fer a long time . Through part o  de year I always had vegetables and sich ter sell, but now my horse is dead ~ I can t farm no more. I ain t got nothin   ter sell. I is bad out o  heart. I shore hope swnpin  wi .l be done fer me.  </p>
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 S%th.:81 . . 193   ~EI~  RAINES     I wus three years oie when de Yankees come through. I do not  ~nember much ~bout slavery, but I kn~ows a lot my mother tole me.  t~L~y mother wus named Vicey Rogers an~ my father wus n~ied  Bob Hunter . He   1or~ged ter de Hunters of Wake County an  mother longed ter 1~ster John Rogers. Her missus  nam  wus Ann Rogers. I  members my grandfather on my mother~s side but do not  member any more of my grarid ~ parents.   ~Marse John Rogers wus a oie hatchelor before he wus married an  he had  bout twelve slaves when he married Mis  Ann Hunter. She owned one slave, a colored boy, when she wus married. Her father gave her the slave. The plantation wus between Apex an  Holly Sprin~s In Wake County. All my people lived in Viake County an  I wus born on de plantation. M~ ster wus good ter his ni~2;ers before he vms married, but when she carne in it got mighty rough.   It ~Ot wusser an  wusser till  bout de time of de surrender. De place wus a Hell on earth, mother said, if dere could ever be one. Missus had. slaves whupped fur most any little thing an  den she wud not allow  em to have much ter eat. ~y mother tole me all about it, atter de surrender. Mother said Mi~s s runned the plantation an  made it hard fur all de slaves. She jist liked ter see slaves beat almost ter death. Dere wus a lot of niggers whupped in d~at neighborhood by the overseers   owners an  patterollers.. </p>
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  2.- :194   TtSlaves wus sold  round from one to a nother  inongst de  white folks. Mother said you ~ st cou1dn~t tell when you would ~:~~it whupped. De wark wus hard from sun to sun. Poor food. ter  eat, poor clothes, barefooted most of de time, an  a general hard time, till freedom put an end to it. I~y mother tole me ole man Pasqual Bert v~ho liv d near  em in Wake County had his niggers whupped all day sometimes. He beat  ein unrner ffully an s ometimes made away wid   em an   dey wus not seed no more. 6h e said d e way he whupp ed h I s s lave s wu s t er lay ~ em up an   dow r~i on a 1o~ wid de bark off. He made  em lie flat down on  . dere stomachs an  den buckled  em on den de overseers beat  em unmercifully. One time a overseer  s wife heard a pat   pat, pat, down at de whuppin  log an  she ax him what it wus an wily he beat niggers from sun to sun an he tole her oie man Bert made  im do it or else leave. So his wife say5tt~e will leave, youniust not beat any more niggers if we perish to death~1  ~ an de overseer left. Mother said oie man Bert fed his little niggers out of a trough like hogs. 01e man Bert also had niggers tied to barrels an whupped.    De grown slaves got one pair shoes a year. Dey wus give ter dem at )~nas. an de cMllun didn t have no shoes at all. De   clothes wus homemade. De hou~s wus made out of logs an had stick an dirt chimleys to  em. De sleepin  places wus bunks fer ~ de grown niggers an de chillun slept on de floor on pallets. A ~ ~ pallet wus made by spreadin  a quilt made of towbaggin  or rags </p>
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on de floor, dat s wh~e de chillun slept in our neighborhood before de surrender. ~ .    Mother and father marri ed by jumpin   de broom . Dey put de broom down on de floor den dey helt one anotherts hands an ~ den dey jumped de broom, den dey went ter de ~iLave house an  went ter bed. MOther an father corne ter Raleigh atter~de surrender an wus marri3d right. Mother an father left oie man Rogers as soon as dey wus free. Dey lived on hard ~tack an  pickled meat de Yankees ~ive for sometimes den deywent an  stayed wid ~r. Gray Jones ant when I wus a great big girl we lef  an moved ter Chatham Cour~.ty. ~ Pa bought a place, paid for j_t, built a little house on it an~ lived dere until he died.    li married in Chatharn County an  lived dere till my husband died den I kept stayin  till all my chillun married off an  I corne ter Raleigh ter live wid my son. I had four chilluns.  1~~ s Dey are a Il dead but de one I live wid..    $1 have been unable to git out of de house wIdout help fur . a long time. I h.ve heart trouble an  high blood pressure. Slavery wus a right bad thing. I thank God it is over.  </p>
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32~253  ~ :19?  ANTHONY RANS OIVE Ex-.Slave Story (Free)   An interview with Anthony Ransome of 321 S. Tarboro St. Raleigh, N. C.     I reckon dat I is eighty years old, an  I wus borned in i~urfreesboro in Hertford County. My mammy wus n~ ried Annice an  my father wus named Calvin Jones. My brothers wus named Thomas, Wesley, Charlie, Henry an  William.  ntWe wus borned free, my mammy bein  de daughter of a  white  oman, an  my paw s paw onct saved do life o  his master s chile, an  wus freed.  ttI~y paw wus a shoemaker an   he made a putty good livih   fer us. Course we ain t knowed so much  bout slavery, but Doctor Manning who lived near us owned some slaves an  he treated  em bad. We could hyar  em screamin  at de top of dere voices onct in a while, an  when dey~ot through beatin   em dey wus tied down in de cellar. Dey ain t had much ter eat nother.    Dar wus a preacher what toi  us  bout a member of his congregation dunn  de war. De wife wus sold from de husban  an  he married ag in. Atter de war his fust wife corned back an  atter his secon  wife died he married de fust one ober ag in. </p>
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slaves wid c1i~ped years a&amp; I want d to keep mine, so I ain t  said nothin .   . ~ tiOne day Mis  Betsy come out ter de yard an  she sez ter  we chiliuns,  YOU has got de habit of runnin  ter de gate to see who cari say howdy first to our company, well de Yankees will be he~today or tomorrow an  dey ain t our company. in fact if fen yo  runs ter de gate ter meet dem dey will shoot you dead.   it ber late dat evenint I heard music an  I runs ter de  gate ter see whar it am. Commt down de road as fast as d y ~ can I sees a bunch of men wid gray suits on a~ridin  like de debil. Dey don t stop at our hous  at~l~l but later I heard dat dey wus Theeler s c va1 ~y, de very meanest of de Rebs, though  tis s aid dat dey wus brave in battle.    About a hour atter W~ieeier s men come by de Yankees ~ieve into sights De drums wus beatin , de flags wo~vin  an  de hosses  ~ prancin  Mgh~ W  niggers has been teached dat deYank ees will kill us, men women an  chiliuns. fl  ~ho1e hund~t or so of us ituns an  hides. ~ .   ttYe s iiiam   I   member s de blue uniforms an   de brase  buttons, an  I  members how dey said as dey corne in de agate dat dey has as good as won de~w~r, an  dat dey ort terhang ~de soathern nien what won t go ter war.  ni reckiri dat dey talk purty rough ter Marse Ransonie. . r, ~iamrnyteii~d  Yankee Captain dat he ort ter b~ tshamed  ~ I~ r ~oid i~an l~ke~dat~ ~P~r~r more, she teJil d~ </p>
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*.~            dead now fer about ten years. t,1 told you dat I owned dis shack but you see how de  top has come ter pieces ant de steps has fell down. I~m be~ hind in my taxes too so I rn  spectint aern ter take it away from i~e at any ti r~e. I. h~.s been dependent on de white folks now  ~er four or  ~ive years. De county gives me two dollars a.inonth  2~flt :e white folks gives me a little now ant den. You see dat   1 can t straighten up so I cantt work in five years. tiDrawint water out o~ dat well wid no curb shore bothers  ~e too, come an~ look at it. I looked at the well and in the well and was borrified.  There was no curbing at all, only a few rotting planks laid over the hole, and on these she stood ri,~ ht over the water while she drew up the heavy bucket with a small ro:oe and without the aid of a wheel. ~I reckmn dat some of dese days somebody will draw me outen dis well,   she continued briskly . ~ nyhow . . hit don t matter much.   tYou see dat little patch wid de roasti&amp; ears coirdn  an~ ~. de peas a-blcornin . I grubbed it up wid my hde ant planted it.  ~ rnyse~f. iffen you cari spare it I~ wish you d give me a quarter ~: .~ Iffen youtre round heW  bout three weeks stop ant git you  a mess of peas.tt </p>
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204 320260   CHARITY RIDDICK 813 E. D. Street.    *11 am 80 years old   you know after 79 comes 80, dats how old I. am. A year ago   a little over a year ago, I wus 79 by de age in de Bible. ~r son Ernest Riddick tole me dat   He is gone to . Greensb oro to work   He e arried de Bible wid him. If I had de Bible I could tell de story better den I can. ~r full name is Charity ~iddick and my husband wus Weldon Riddick. He is dead. My father wus named Lewi s Jone s   Mother wus named Haley Jone s   I had thre e t~ro thers   Washington, William. and Turne r   two sisters Mary and Celia. ill my people are dead except my sous   I have three sons livin   .   lt1 got sick an  I got way down in r~r taxes. I am  pa~yirLt a dollar on  em every time I can get it. I aiutt able to work much. I chops in de garden to make a little to eat . ~r sous he Ip me some . Dey have chi Idren you know, but dey send me a little . Dey is all married   One has eight chillun) the other five chillun and de third has four  chillun.. Dey cantt help ~riie much.  Vt1 belonged to Madison Pace in slavery time. He  dead an   gone long ago dot ~ ~ ~p4~j~ us wus   name   Mis( Annie </p>
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2. 205 Pace ~ Sonietimes I go t plenty to eat and sometimes I . idn.  t.  All I got came through my mother from marster and rnissus .  I wils im my mother s care. I wus so young dey didntt have much to do with nie ~ The plantation wus abotit three miles east o  Raleigh.   ItDjs house did belong to rne,but I ani a long way  behind on it. Dey lets me stay here and pay what I kin.  I rents arooni to an old lady fer 75 cents a week. I buys oil and wood wid it. De lights has been cu.t off.  I uses a oil lamp fur light. Lights done cut off. I  can. t pay light rent, no $ir,I haint been able to pay dat in a long time.   ~In slavery time when de people you call de Yankees come, I wus small, but father took us and left ~de plantation. ~Ne lived in Raleigh after that. Father did riot stay on ~ ~e plantation an~rmore but he farmed around Raleigh as long as he . lived   Re made corn   peas   potatoes and o th er things to fe cd us with   I used to hear ~ em talk &amp;out de Ku Klux. We wus. rnight~y afraid of dem.    I used to hear my father say he had a very good master   My mit is not good but I remerx ber we used water from a spring and lived~ in a little log house out from my ast 3  great t   ~ rememb er sein  de slave s but </p>
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 3. 206    I do not remexther how many dere wus. I never saw a slave  whupped . My mother ~ s son wus so Id) that wus my brother  Washington wus sold away from her before de surrender.  Mother cried a lot about it.i remember sein  her cry about  xv brother beint sold.    I reinexther sein   de Yankees . Dey told us dey were the Blue Jackets dat set as free ~ I wus afraid ~ dem. I ein old enough to have been dead long ago. Guess it i~ t~! mercy of the Lord dats lets me live.   ttAll I know ab out Abraham Line oln j s what I b e en  told. Dey say, I thinkdey said he set de slaves free. I don t know much good or bad about Mr.. Roosevelt. I can t read and write. Dey would not let a nigger have any books. Dey were perticular  bout dat. 1~Ihen dey tole us  bout de Bible dey say it say obey your marster. Dis is  bout all I  members. Yes,  bout all I  members. AC </p>
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 2. 209    Young xnarster marrie d in th~ Marrnaduke family in Gates County.  He sold one man who belonged to his wife, Mary. T never saw a slave sold,   UI have seen lots o  paterollers. They were rr~r friends. I had friends among  ein because I had. a young :iiis sus they run with   Dats why they let me alone   I went with her to cotton pickin s at night. They carne, but they didlitt touch me. i~r y~.g rnissus married Dr. Perry from the same neighborhood iii Perquimans County. Bill Simpson married. her sister. He was froix~ the saine place. Watson white married the other one ~ He was   roai Perquimans.    There were no ha i~white children on Marster s plantation, and no mixups that ever carne out to be a disgrace in an~ay. ~r white folks were fine people. I x~emei~er marster ~s brother  s son Tornn~r going off to war. Marsterts brother was named Willis Riddick. He never carne  . back. I got a letter from n~r missus since I been in. Raleigh. She was a fine lady . She p ut fine e lothe s on me   I was. a foreman on the plaxitation and looked after things in general.  :i: had charge of everything at the lots and in the fields.  They trusted me.  . ~ When the war broke out I left n~r marster and went to Portsmouth, Virginia. General Miles captured ins and put me in uniform. I waited on him as a body servant, a private </p>
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 3. 21:()   in the U ~ S . AIW ~ I s taye d wi th him unti 1 General Le e surrendered. When Lee surrendered I stayed in Washington with General Miles at the Willard Hotel and. waited on. hin.  I stayed the re a long time   I was with General Miles. at  Fortress Monroe and stayed with him till he was in charge of North Caro lina   He was a general   and had the 69th Irish brigade . Re also had the Bluecats and Greentorche s..   UI Wa! ted on him at the Abbeck House   Alexandria., Virginia after the war   I staye d wi th the general a long time after the war. I didn t go with General Miles when he was ordered to the plains of the west.  UI stayed on the Bureau her e in Raie igh . Dr   K. C.  Wagel was in charge . After I left the Bureau I worked at the N. C. State College Several years then I worked with the ci ty at the ci ty parks . I never le ft the state after coining here With General Miles . J Ihad mighty go od . white pe ople   was treated all right   was made forea~n and treated wi th e very kindness   I havent t w~ything to say against slavexy . My old folks put n~y clothes on me when I was a boy. They gave me shoes and ~tockings and put them on me when I was a little boy . ~ I loved them and I an  t go against ~ th em in ar~rthing . There were things I did not like about slavery on soue plantations, whuppint ~ sellin   parents and children from each other but I haven t much to </p>
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320272  ~ 21.3  EX SLAVE STORIES   An Interview with Adora Rienshaw, 92, of 431 South B1ood~ worth Street, Raleigh.    1 wuz borned at Beulah, down hyar whar Garner am now, an  my parents wuz Cameron an  Sally Perry. When I wuz a month old we moved ter Raleigh.    We wuz calle&amp;Ole Issued, case we wuz mixed wid de  whites. ~y pappy wuz borned free, case his manimy wuz a white  oman ant his pappy wuza coal~black nigger z~n. Hit happened in Mississippi, do  I doan know her name  cept dat she wuz a Perry.   .  She  wuz de wife of grandfather s niarster an  dey said dat he wuz mean ter her. Grandfather wuz her coach.. man an  he often seed her cry, an  he d talk ter her an  try ter comf~t her in her troubles, an  dat s de way dat she come ter fall in love wid him.   ~t~fle day, he s aid, she axed him ter stop de carriage  an  corne back dar an  talk ter her. When he wuz back dar wid her she starts ter cry an  she puts her purtty gold haid on his shoulder,   an  she tells him dat he am her only friend, an  dat her husban  won t eben let her have a chile. </p>
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-.2e. 214     Hit goes on lak dis till her husban  fin s out dat she am gwine ter have de baby. Deysays dat he beats her aw  ul an~ when pappy wuz borned he jist about went cz~azy. Anyhow pappy wuz bo~ ind out till he wuz twenty...one an  den he waa free, case no person wid ary a drap of white blood can t~e a slave.    When he wuz free he corned terRaleigh an  from de fust I can remember he wuz a blacksmith an  his shop wuz on Wolcot s Corner. Dar wuz jist three of us chifluns, Charlie, Narcissus)an  me an  d~t wuz a onusual small family.    Before de war Judge Bantin s wife teached us niggers on de sly, an  atter de war witz over de Yankees started Hayes s ~~hooi. I ain t had so much schooJ~in  but I teached de little ones fer seberal years.   De ~outhern soldiers burned de depot, which wuz 1e- ~ tween Cabarrus an  Davie Streets den, ai  dat wuz ter keep de Yankees from gittin  de supplies.. Wheeler s Cavalry wuz de meanest troops what wuz.    De Yankees ain t got much in Raleigh, case de C9n~ federates has done got it all an  gone. Why fer a long time dar de way we got our salt wuz by boum  de dirt from de smoke house floor wher~de meat has hung an  dripped. O </p>
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215  ~I ra glad slavery is ober, eben do  I ain t neber been no slave. ~it I tell yo  it s bad ter be a 61e Issue~.  </p>
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~!D ) 1 )~)7  %)~~*Jg 217       c:~:LIA ROBINSON  611 E. Cabarrus St.   ttM,y naine, full name, is Celia Robinson. I cen~t  rest, I has nuritus so bad; de doctor says it s nu.ritus. I do not know my age, I wus eight or ten years old at de close o  de war. De oie family book got burned up, house an  all. I wuz borned a slave. Dat s what my father and mother tole me. i~Jiy father, he  longed to Dr. Wiley Perry of Louisburg   N   C ~   Franklin Co .  an   my mother   longed to McKnight on an ad~joining plantation. I do not s know McKnight   s giv en naine . My fathe r ~ named Henderso n  Perry. He wuz my marster  s ~ shop man (blacksmith). My mother wu~ narr~ed Peggy Ferry . McKnight ~ s wife wus named Penny. I member her name.  ItI member when de Yankees came ter my mother s  house on de kcKnight plantation near Louisburg an  dey went intsr~ her things . When de YanI~e es e arne down my brother Buck Perry drug me under de bed and tole me to lie  still or de Yankees would ketch me. I member de sweet music dey played an  ~ way dey beat de dmra. Dey came right inter de house. Dey went inter her chist; they broke it open. Dey broke de safe open also. Dey took </p>
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218 2.   mother s jewelry. But she got it back. Missus went ter de c aptain ant dey give b ack d~e j ewe r. Liy mi s sus wu~ de cause of her gittin  it. back.   : ~  I wuz old enough to go up ter where my brother kept de cows when de war ended. I member where he kept de calves, My brother. would carry me up dere ter hold de calves off when dey wus milking de cows. My ma.rster would take me by de hand and ~ay tJ~j~ Celia, you must be smart or I will let de bull hook you.  He often carried me up to de great house an  fed me. He give me good things i~r eat. Yes, I an partly white. It won t on. my mother s side tho     but let   s not say anything about dat) j ist let dat go. Don t say anything about dat. Marster thought a lot o  me. Marster and missus thought there wus nothin  like me. Missus let me tote her basket,and rrarster let me playwid his keys.   UI cannot read an  write. I have never been ter  school but one month in my life.  Then I viu~ a little girl I had plenty ter eat, ear, an  a good time.   ni  memb er when my father would e orne ter see inothe r. Be patterollers tole him if he didn t stop coming home sa~ much dey wu~ goin.  ter whip him. He had a certain knock cm de door, den mother would let him in.    I member how mother tole me de overseer would come ter her when she had a young child an  teil her i~r go </p>
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V) *J~      home and suckle dat thing, and she better be bacic in de field at work in 15 minutes. Mother said she kxiowed she could not go home and suckle dat child and git back in 15 minutes so she Would go somewhere w  sit dov~n an  pray de child would die.   .  We lived at Dr. Wiley Perry  s one year atter de war, then we moved ter de plantation of Seth Ward, a white man who was not married, but he had a lot of mulatto children by a slave woman o  his. ~Ye stayed. dere four years, den we moved ter de Charles Perry plantation. Father stayed dere and raised. 15 children an  bought him a pla C e near de t own   Franklinton   I got along during my early childhood better dan I do now. 1es, dat I did. I plowed, grubbed an  rolled. logs right atter de w ar, I worked right wid de ms~.  WI married Henry RobinSon. We married on de Perry  plaxitation. We had two children born ter us, Ada an  Ella. Dey are both dead. I wish I bad had two dozen children. I have no children now. If I had had two dozen.  maybe s orne would be wid. me now   I am lonesome and unable to work. I have been trying to wash and iron fer a livint, but now I am si ck   unable to w ork   I live w ith my grand  Son an   I have nothing .   </p>
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320238 ~ 221   GEORGE ROGERS  Ex~S1ave S:tory   itGeorge Rogers is the name   I has carried fur 94 years  ant over. I will be 95 the first day o  this commt August. Louis Rogers wuz my father. My mother wuz Penny Rogers. All my brothers an  sisters are dead except one sister. She is livin  in 1~.iffa1o, New York. She is somewhere in seventy years old. She wuz the baby in our home. My mother an  father an  all o  us belonged to Felix Rogers. He lived in the edge o~ Wake County next to Greenville County. ~r mother came from Canada. My master came here fr~ Canada  t married here . lie married old man Billy ~ i  s daughter.  Her nwne wuz Matilda Shipp.  III cannot read an  write. Dey did not  low no niggers  to handle no papers in dem days. Master had three planStations an  about one hundred slavea. We had good houses an  plenty to eat. My master wuz a good man. We had no church on th e plantation   but we had prayerxneet ing in our houa es   He ~ lowed dat ant when d ey had b ig me e t ing   he made us all go. We had tances or~, anythipg else we wanted to at night. We had corn shuckings, candy puliings, an  all the whiskey an  brandy we wanted. My daddy didn t do fluthin  but ~st.ill for him. whiskey wuz only ten cents a </p>
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224  UI went to de Yankees den. Dey ~1ve me clothes, she e s   suint in to e at   and s orne money too   I worked for   em while dey were camped in Raleigh. I come wid  em back to RaIeigk~ Dey were camped~ on Newbern Avenue arti Tarboro Streetand all out in Gatlin  Field in de place now called Lincoln Park. De Yankees, when dey tue  us, tole us ter come on wid  em Dey tole us to git all de folks1s chicke~ns ar  hogs. ~e WUZ behind  em, an  we had plenty. Dey made us steal an  take things fur  em.. Wheeler s Calvary went before us, datts why dey wuz so rich. Dey got all de silver, an  we got de chickens and hogs.    De Yankees skinned chickens   and gees e . Dey cut hogs an  cows up an  den skinned  em. Dey took jis  part of a cow sometime, jis  de hind quarters an  lef  de rest. We went to one place, an  de white  oman only had one piece o  meat an  a big gang o  little chillun. I begged de Yankees to let dat piece of meat alone, she wuz so po , but de officer tole tern to take it, an  dey took her last piece ~  meat.    I stayed wid de Yankees two years arter de surrender. Dey carried me to Florida when I lef  Raleigh. When I lef   em in Florida I went ter Texas to mm  cattle. I stayed in Texas seven years. Den Mr. Eardie Pool from down here at ~ttle Bridge, Wake County come out dere. When he started home I couldn1t stan  it no longer, an  I jis tole him I wuz goin  </p>
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 . 5~. 225  back home tO North Carolina. No Sir   when I got home, I would not go back. No mo mindin ~ cattle in Texas fur me.. I married  ~ arter I e orne back here ~ I married Polly Bancomb first   den a roman named Betsy Maynard, and las , ~U11y Walton. ttWhen de surrender come marster wuz dead, but he lef  it  so dat all his slaves who had families got a piece o  Ian . Dere were four of   em who got lane   He wuz dead do ~   but missus done like he had it fixed. ~  ItWe had white overseers. Old man John Robinson stayed  there till de surrender; den he lef . We used to kill squirrels, turkeys, an  garne wid guns. When marster went off some o  us boys stole de guns, an  away we went to de woods huntin    Marster would come back drunk. He would not knows an  he did not care nuther, about we huntin  garne. We caught possums an  coons at night wid dogs. Marsa an  inissus wuz good to us. UI heerd a heap uv talk about Abraham Lincoln, but I  dontt know nuthin  bout him. I like Mr~. Roosevelt aU right. He is ail right as fur as I know of  k. I digs fish worms fer .a livin  ;   can t work much . I j Ist works awhile in the mornin . ~ I dontt git anythix~g from charity, de county, ner de State. I don  have much. Dese are de bes~ ~ shoes I has.  ~ ~ ~ Dey ilirged dem away, an  I~ pic~ked   em up. De~j is just rags ~ ~ . ~ uv . shoe s   I shor e ne ed shoes.    L.E. </p>
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4~!~ )1~14 ~)() L~~ t&amp;k)1.,~~t)  . HATTIE ROGERS ~    III was born a slave in New Bern, N. C., Craven County, the 2nd day of March 1859. My full name is Hattie Rogers. My mother s naine was Roxanna Jeifreys. Her husband was named Gaston Jeffreys, ~t he was not my father. ~ ~r father was Levin ank,  a whit e man . I was born before nry mother ~:as married. I called my father Marse Levin. We belonged to Allen Eubanks of New Bern, N. C. and his sister s son was  y father. Hissister was nan~ed Harriot and I was named after her. I~ster didn t care who our fathers was jest so the women had children. My father died in 1910. ~Iy mother was 15 years old when I was born. Then I was a little girl they moved us out to the plantation on the ~thite Oak River in Onslow County where we had plenty to eat and wear. We made the stuff and we ate it. Our rnarster was good to us. Marster carried me around in his arms a whole lot. He would say to me,  Come on Harriot, and let~ go get a drain. If you  re like your daddy I know you like it .   ttQ~r marster did not whip us or allow anyone else to  whip us.   tiThen the Yankees toOk New ~3ern, two years bsfore the war ended, . we all were refuged to Franklin County to keep them from setting us free. All who could swim the river </p>
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228 and get to the Yankees were free. Some of the men ~wi~jn the river and got to Jones County, then to New Bern and freedom. One of these was Alec Parker. The White Oak River was in C~~1Ow County bordering Jones County. There was a lot of slaves who did this, but he is the only one I personally r em ember.    V~hen we ~ot to Franklin County, we saw plenty o~  -oatterollers, and many of the men were whipped. I~Iother s husband was beat unmerc ifully by .   ttThere was no churches on the plantation, but we went to  the white folks church and sat on the back seats. The white people was friendly to us in the eastern part of the state. Indeed it was more stiff up in Franklin County. Some of the slave-owners was very mean to their slaves. I remember seeing some of the slaves almost beat to death. Lawsy mercy, that was a time. I saw a slave-owner whip a colored woman named Lucy, his servant. He was named John Ellis, Judge Ellis s son in Franklinton.    My mother cooked for Judge Ellis then. John Ellis whipped Lucy because he found a piece of pickle outside the pantry door. He accused her of stealing it. There was a string attached to a bell, near where L~icy stayed. She was a house girl. He accused her of stealing the pickle and leavIng it there when the bell rung, and she had toj o in the hous~e. </p>
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- 3- 229 E~e made her strip to her waist a~ then he made her hu~ a tree. He whipped her with a cowhide whip until she could only say in a weal  voice,  Oh prays Marster Johnt. Major Thomason was there, and he went to Marse John and said  John, don t kill the darn nigger. t ..  UA lot of the white folks hid in the woods and in eaves  and. swamps. They hired slaves out ~en they didn t need t em themselves . They hid j ewelry in hoss stables by diggir~g hoies~ putting the jewelry in, and then replacing the straw.  uWhen the slaves was sent from ~ite Oak to ~anklinton  before Lee surrendered they had to walk all the way. We children was carried in dump carts drawn b~ mules. My rnars~ ter nor none of his boys was ever in the Confederate Army. ~hen they got us to Franklinton they put us in jail for safe keeping.   If a woman was a good breeder she ~ou~ht a good price  on the auction block. The slave buyers would come aroui~ and jab them in the stomach and look them over and if they thought they would have children fast they brought a go~ pr I Ce.    Just before thewar started when the birds would sing around the w e 11   Missus would say     War is coming   them birds singing is a sien ofwar; the Yankees will corne and kill us all.   I can see the old well now jest as plain.  It had a sweep and pole. You pulled the sweep over by </p>
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~4.- 230 PUli11~T) the pole and bucket down into the well. ~then it   ~unk into the water, the heavysweeD pulled it up again. UI wouldntt tell aiWthin~ ~ ~ my oie marster for  anything. He was good to all cf us. He offered my mother  a t)aece of land. after the war closed, but mother s husband  ~~cu~flOt let her accept it. i~y ~randmother too~: a~piace  be offered her. He gave her fifty acres of land and ~ut  a nice frame building on it.   ~ The man we belonged to never was married, He bought a woman who had two little girls, on named Lucy and the other Abbie. He took Lucy for a house girl to wait on his mother. She had eleven children by him. They re all dead excelDt one,4ai the missus I ever had was a slave, and she was this same Lucy. Yes, sir he loved that woman, and when he died he left all his property to her.    tVihen the slaves on the plantatioii got sick they relied nostly on herbs. They used sa~ e tea forfever, poplar bark water for chills.   V~en the husbands and brothers and sweethearts were  ~one to the war the white ladies would sing. Annie Ellis and1~g Thomas would sing these ~itiful songs. ~A~dieu my friends, I bid you adieu, I ll hang my heart on the willow tree and may the world go well with you.~   lt~en I was three years old I remember hearing th s V </p>
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-.5  231 song.  Old Beau~egard and Jackson carne running down to ~:anassas, I couldn t tell to save my life which one could run the fastest   Hurray boys   hurray ~    When the surrender came the Yankees rocked the place  where we were ixi~. We were in a box car. They wanted to ~.et a light-colored slave out.  tiThe Yankee officers came and gave mother s husband  a gun and told him to shoot anyone who bothered. us. They put a guard a rot.nd the car   and they walked a round the car all night.    My mother was dipping snuff when the Yankees came. Crie rode up to her and said   ~ Take that stick out of your. mouth.   Mother was scared when the Yankees tried to break in on us. She cried and hollered murderl and I cried too. I ~ know about freedom. I was too ~roun~ to realize much about it. When the war ended I had just been hired out.. I was never sent off. I think slavery was an awful thing, and that Abraham Lincoln was a good man because he set.us free. t </p>
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~c~,() .  C1*t~w~i~Jt)t) . . 2~3.      . m~I~RY RoUi~Trt~ j.  Henry Rouritree, 103 years old, of nearNewsorn s Store in  ~ilson County.   UI wus borned an  bred in Wiison County on de plantation  cf ~r. Dock-Rountree. I vms named i~er his oldest son, young L::arse Henry. L~r in~tn~ny~ Mel?, rny.pappy, Shark, an  my ten brothers an  sisters lived dar, ant aldo  we works middli~   hard we has de grandes  times ever.  t~We has two er three corn shuckirigs ever  fall, we has  wood splittin  days an  invite de nei~.hbL~s in de winter time. De wimrnen has Quiltin s an  dat night we has a dance. In de coi  winter time when we d have hog kuhn s we1d invite de neighbors case dar wus a hundret er two hogs ter kill  fore we quit. Yes, inam, d~ern wus de days when folkses, white an  black, worked tergether.      Dar wu1s Candy pulLLn s when we me~kes. de Tlass s an  at Ch ~istmas time an  on New Year s Eve we has a all night dance.  ~ on Christmas niornin  we serenaded de marster1s family an  dey  gived us fruits, candy. an  ciothe$.   UI~y niarster had. game cocks what. he ~ put . up tp fight an  dey wus valuable. When I.wus a little feller he had one rooster that  udwhup me evert time I got close ter him, he d whup young ~1arse Kexwy too, so both ofus hated laim. . ~ . . . . . . . . . . . . ~ . . .. </p>
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 ti~e day we set down wid bruised backs ter decide how ter git rid  of dat oie  rooster, not thinkinT ~bout how much he cost. We made our plans, an  atter gittin  a stick apiece ready we starts drappin  a line of corn to de oie well out in de barnyard. De pesky/varmint follers de corn an~ when he gits on de brink of de well we lets him have it wid de sticks ~n  pretty shortly he am drownded. Marse ain1t never knowed  it nother. ~ . :   ~ fle missus had a oie parrot what had once  longed ter her brothe ~ who wus a sea captain. Dat wus de cussingest thing I ever seed ant he  d cuss ver~bod~ an   ever thing . One day two neighboDho~od men wus ~ssin~ when dey heard soniebody  holler tYa~t a mintite.t When dey turns  roun  de oie parrot sez, tGo on now, I j~ist wanted t r see how you looks, Great God what ugly men ~   Ail  de oie thing laughs fit ter btist.   ~Dat ole parrot go~ de slaves in a heap of trouble so de day when de hawk caught hirn we wus tickled pink. De hawk sailed off wid de parrot screamin  over a&amp; over,  Pore polly s ridin ~ . We laughed too quick case de hawk am skeerd a &amp;  turns de oie fool parrot loose.         ~it. s things lak dat ~Lat    members mostly, but I des   member when de news otde war come. 01e miasus says dat de . . will of de Lord be don~. Den oie ~Marse sez d~ his slaves ~ W fltt be no happier In h~~en dau dey wW wid. hi~n ~fl:1~ d~t de  ~ ankees better keep outen his business. </p>
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  De war comes on an   as~   de niggers l arns dat dey am free dar am much shoutin  an rejoicin  on other plantations, but dar aintt nothin1 but sorrow on Ot~3~ case de marster sez dat he always give us evei thin.g dat we needs ter make us happy ~tht he be drat iffen he is gwine ter ~~ive u~ money ter f1ir~g  away. So we all has ter go.  ttOle. marster doan ~ live 1on~g atter de war amThver, but  tilde day dat he wus buried we all done anythin~ he ax us.  t  I has done mostly farm work all of my life   an   work  arouri  de house. Fer years an.  years I lives on a part of Marse e land  an~ atter dat I lives her  I amntt got no kick  commt  bout nothin   cept dat. I, wants my ole age pension, I does, an  ~ like to say.too, ~ dat. de zaiggers ~ud be  be tter off in s lai, ery   I am ~ t seed rio happy nigg ers ~ sine e dem fool Y ankees come along~            LE   ~ ~  ~ ~~  ~. ~ ~ ~  -~  ~  :. ~ ~ ~  ~ ~ ~ .~ ~   . . :~   . ~   ; . ~ ~ ~ . ~ ~   p  ~ ~ ~ ~  ~  ~ ~j  ~ ~ ~ : : ~ ~ ~ :~: .  . ~ :   ~ :~ ~ ~   ~ . .     . ~ ~ ~  </p>
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~2O145    236  By Miss Nancy watkins Madison, Rockingham County   Biography Sketch of Ex-~S1ave, Anderson Scales, 82   Three fourths of a mile from his inasterts  mansion in Madison on Hunter Street, with his large plug tobacco factory across the street on the  corner (where~1937 stands the residence of Dr. V~Tesley MQAnal1y~ in some  quarters  which Nat Pitcher Scales had near Beaver Island Creek, ~iderson was born to slave mother, Martha Scales of a father,  man namL uh Edwards,tt Baby Anderson was the slave of Viiiliam Scales, at one time the world s largest manufacturer of plug or chew~ ing tobacco and he was named for Henry Anderson, the husband of Ivirs. William Scales  sister. Cabins here  quarterst  consisting of three or four log ones.  ~ Cabins were near the old  free white schoolhouse  or rather the  schoolhouse  for whites.   Rolling around the yards with the other pickaninnies, Anderson passed his babyhood, and when he was a boy he went to be house boy at Marse Jim Dick Cardwell s on Academy Street facing Nat Pitcher Scales  home   later that of Co I   John Marion Galiaway . Here he ieax~ned good rn~ners arid to be of good service. Later he was houstb y in the big house just beyond the </p>
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2 23~ ~.:ethodist church at James Cardwell s who had a mill five miles west of ~adison and whose wife was Salue Llartin; granddaughter of Governor Alexander Lartin. Here Anderson learned more good manners and rendered more good. house boy service such as sweeping floors, bringing in ttturnsTt (armfuls) of fireplace wood, draw  ing water from the yard well and toting it into the house, keeping flies off the dining table, carrying out slops and ~!arbage, for every town house had its  back 1~t pig~_~ ~oiJA~  ba&amp;~~eT Anderson was hired ~o Nat ~7all, (colorcd) farmer and blacksmith, then to Joshua ~Jall, white planter of 1Jan Valley northeast of town a few miles.   VIhite men would ~et contracts to have the mail carried to various towns ~nd Anderson Scales was hired by one of these contractors to carry the mail from Madison to Lt. Airy, fifty miles distant in north V west S&amp;rry County. He would go by horse and sulky (sulky) on  tonday, return on  Jednesday; go on Thurs~ day   re turn on Saturday . This was in the late 1870   s and 1880 s.   During the tobacco season   he worked in factories in Winston (no Saleni then) and Greensboro, Then he worked in Nat Scales  fac tory in Madis on and in that of his former Marster, William Scales. He married Cora Dalton and started his home a mile up </p>
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3 238 the Ayresville road from town. . The railroads having corne with the conse~  q~uent transporting of freight to andfro, Anderson started a public dr ~ring business of one horse and a wagon, which lasted thirty eight years and was given ~ ~ to his son-.~in-~law, Arthur Cable who no~ in 1937, has an auto truck and hauls large paper boxes from the Gern Dandy Suspender and Garter Company lo~ cated across Franklin Street fr~rn Anderson s house boy home, that of James Cardwell, to the post office. From t1it~ freight .tr .in depot, Arthu. hauls merchandise also in gaper cartons to the feed stores which do not own an auto truck of their own, and he hauls to the garter factory a few two by three foot wooden boxes loaded with metal fillings for the suspenders. This is a complete contrast to the loads Itdrayedtt by An  derson through the 1880 s, 18~Qts and the 1900 s to about 1915 when the automobile began to change the world of tr~isportation, and Andersonts one horse wagon dray bus me ss along with it . WFor thirty-e ight years Anderson met every train to capture the trunks of visitors or ~drummer&amp;  in town. Two immense hog  heads packed with leaf tobacco was sold on the floors of Webster s ware house and Planterst warehouse. Two  ~ stacks of tobac Co baskets loaded with the bundles of leaf,   Anderson, five feee high, and his lean horse could tray frein the sales floors to the packing houses r </p>
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4 where the ~tobacco was packed and pressed into the hogs-S heads or else stored for removal at a greater profite One such packing house was converted into the Gem Dandy Garter Factory about 1915~, and today three of the ori-~ ginal five remain.~ One or two are still used for to-~ bacco packing, though the season of 1936~1937 marked~ the hauling of immense loads of tobacco direct from. the sales floors to the Winston~Sa1em buyers . One pack house is used as a fertiliaer sales house~ One loaded to the roof comb with heavily insured tobacco was mysteriously burned during the ~ )rld War where such insurance collections were the .fashionl Thus Andersont s dray bus me s s d*indled . Any kind of haui-~ ing he could get done, and his horses,as they died from strenuous work,would be replaced by others who in no time learned the meaning of Andersonts qonstant pulls on their reins and his constant and meaningful clucks. With no swivel features to his wagon, Ander-~ son could nevertheless work the horse and wagon into any kind of close position for leading and unloading. He always said the baggage of the wx~iter was the heaviest he carried. This: was so becau8e of books packed in the trunk or in boxes and twenty.~five cents a pi ec e was the fare ~ 239 </p>
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5 240   . Anderson s wife and children at home w ~re making the acre homestead pay with cow, pigs, chickens ~and vegetables quickly grown on soil enriched from his dray horse stable as well as the cow stable: ttsnapatt, tomato es   Irish potato    roasting ears   hutterbe ans, squash in the sunirner, in the spring mustard and onions; in the winter YtsalleVt from the  seven topft ~d turn&amp;ps, too  Fruit trees planted in time gave fruit for eating, canning and  tpursurvingt  while. all the little darkies knew where wild strawberries, crab apples and black berries grew for the picking. ~Iith ~ ~ommuh taking in white folks washing ~id the dray horse money coming in, Anderson Scales prospered in Madison where he start~  ed from zero scratch. He had money in the bank. lJu ~w~  Anderson said after tt~end~fl   he learned to  read and write at a negro free school taught by Matilda Phillips. V~ith his wife, Cora Dalton, sister of Sa~ Dalton, Anderson joined the African Methodist Church fifty years ago. This was located just across the street from the home of his former employer, Nat Wall until 1925 when it was abandoned with its parsonage and a new brick church built on the Mayodan road with stained glass memorial windows, electric lights, piano, well finished interior, and christened St. Stephen s Methodist Episcopal Church. The omission of the word  South  emphasized the fact that the members consider-.~ </p>
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6 eU it a northern Methodist church as weil as African.  3:2-1 this church, ~derson was exhorter, trustee and  class leader. In then religious ca~cities, his edu-~  C ation by the colored teacher   Matilda Phillips was  a great help to him.   . Anderson s second wife was Dinah Strong who had no children. She died December, l9~3 frow a goiter on her thr at.   For ten years or more Anderson has operated a grocery store in the corner of the Mayodan and the Ayresville roads. Custome~rs come rn e at night, so Anderson has time in the day to work his garden patches of onions, snaps and the like and. to stop and rest on the porch of the small store house. Clad in good dark clothes, a low crowned derby hat, he often snoozes as he rests his e ighty-~two year   old frame.   Anderson and many of his children were dis-~ tinguished by their very large round eyes with much white showing. One of his sons inherited the blac~iess of his skin. This was ttLittle Anderson  who once sought a warrant from a local justice to punish ~y trial some boy at the tobacco warehouse   who had remarked thus:  Boy, charcoal would leave a light mark on your skjnp  </p>
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7 242   Anderson s son, ~Ji11 Scales, was the first husband of Bertha who had to nurse him through the t~rible spells he would have from liquor de xwchery. ~:;Til1 was the servant of the Nat Picket family and. onc e Lirs . Picke tt herse 1f went down to the jr home and  nur s ed Wi 11 through one o f hi s te rrib le  crainping \~ spells . After ~v il1 Scale s   death   Bertha married  Cleve Booker, plumber, ex-World Iar veteran and of surpassing~good nature from Washington, Georgia. Their oldest son they named Chilicothe   Ohio, be caus e at that city, Oleve was in war camp and iiiet ~ertha who had gone there to go out in service.   Some of anderson Scales other children still live in Madison in homes marked by good construction, clean well furnished interior, artistic surroundings. ~iartha married Arthur Cable who also holds an honored place in the church. One daughter married Odell Dyson. Fannie Sue married Thompson. Walter married Morris Carter s dau1~hter. He died in early 1937 of pneumonia in ~iest Virginia. So his widow went to help take care of  Pap Anderson . Nancy Scales married ~1er Wil1i~ Wells.   When told th t the pioneer graveyard of the Scaleses which is a mile or so west of his store was a thick tangle of growth andsmno atones to the once Wealthy </p>
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 8 243  tobacco manufacturer, William Scales   Unka Anderson ~xEa x exclaimed Ik;iay 19, 1937:  You don t mean to tell me my oie L~1arse ain t got no tombstone to his gravet .   A merchant s wife stated that about 1930, Anderson had more ready cash in the bank of Madison than any white man in town, but Uncle Anderson disclaimed this.   But the Depression of 193O~1934 did not in.~ jure this energetic black man who started in a ttqu~~ ters  cabin a mile or so west of his )resent home and~ store, lived all his life in Madison and faces the Tione clear ca1i~  with comfortable snoozes on his own front porch. Respected by white and colored,Anderson Scales, 82, has guided his~ life by the gospel preached by his pastor, also an ex~slave, William Scales of Madison.                   ~r </p>
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32O19~  By Miss Nancy Watkins . Madison, North Carolina Rockingham County    ~QGRAPHYQF EX~$LAV~ QATHER~NE SQ L~   About ten years o Id at the  ~ Srenduh    now quite feeble, but aristocratic in her black dress, white apr n and small sailor hat made of blae~ taffeta s ilk with a milliner ~ s fo Id around the edge   Aunt Cathe rine .18 small, intensely black with finely cut features and thin lip. Her hand is finely mo~.ed, fingers long and p Her vo ice i s soft and ~o is e marks her personality. Saille Martin, a ginger cake colored woman   s ixty-f ive   has lived as a kind of care taker with Aunt Catherine since 1934 and thereby gets her own roof and refreshment. For Aunt Catherine has gotten ~treliefW from the county welfare chief, Mrs. Joim Lee Wilson, and Jeff Scales, seven~y, brings Salue to the t! relief  dispensary in his two horse wagon for the apples or onions or grape fruits or prunes with dried bena, nii:Lk, canned beef or potatoes as the stores yield. A white horse and a brown mule comprise the team, and   several dogs trot along side. Sally also small and frail looking sits in a chair planted in the flat wagon bed behind the it seat   a plank resting on the  ~: sides. Jeff drives close to the door, aligiit~ and helps Salue step on to the back of the bed, thence to  a chair he has placed, ~then to the ground, just as &amp;~ </p>
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-2- 245 polite whites d~id to their women folks after the war ehen they would r ide to town or to   church or to picnic s, in wagons in order to carry the family, the servants~, the dinner, horse feed, water bucket, chairs, cushions. SalUe gets in line   presents Aunt Katherine  s card which she has gotten by mail, hears the dispensing lady call to the helping men what Aunt Catherine is to have, and struggles to the door with it where Jeff meets her, transfers the load to his wagon bed. Then with his hands he steadies Saille as she mounts the chair, then the back of the wagon b~d, over the side with voluminous long skirts, and ola fashioned ruffled su  boxmet.~ Off to the hilly north part of Madison called Freetown, Jeffts expertly guides his team through automobile traffi. During the worst of the depre ssion Aunt Saille said she kept her coal reserve in a tub up  stairs so nobody could steal it.   Aunt Katherine strengthened by her relief food can talk coxnfortahl~.~. ~r   ttI shure did love my white fokes - 01e Marse,  Timberlikk (Tizuberlake ) an   01e Miss Mary Timberlikk. My mother, Lucy Ann Timberlikk bough their portraits at the saie of the o Id Timberlake things   and kepp them an  brought them with her to Madison, when we moved up here .  an kepp them until mummy was in her last sickne sa, an! two Qf Oie Misses daughters caine over from Greens  </p>
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boro, ant begged, - an niarnrny sold the pictures to them for a quarter a piece. I still have 01e Misses mother s dish   though . I  ye go~ in pacled away in a safe place. I ll get it and show it to you~ It is a large flat platter of the ware called iron ware and was generally used to serve fried ham arid eggs while the gravy came in a small deep dish. In s~znrner, a heap of snaps greasy with middling meat slashed and boiled down dry with Irish potatoes around the edgecame to table in the platter.   The keeper of the Timber  ice oil portraits was Lucy, slave of Nat Scales, and Lucy s husband was Nathan Scales. Slave Nat Scales (named forMarse Nat) had married a black woman who came  1~across the wa~ertt, Sallis Green who become by purchase Saille Scales.  Thus Aunt Katherine recalls her grandmother as one who It~~jfl over the waterwith a white 1ady ~. The purchaser  Mrs. Scales was from the LeSeur family. Her father was clerk of the Rockingham county court as early as and kept the session records of his Presbyterian church in a fine neat script.   . UThe LeSeurs had as big a house as the Scales house at Deep Springs. I ve stayed many a nite in it. lt was next to 01e Marse Jimmie Scaleses. Jobn Durham Scales, Marse Jimmy s grandson lived and died in it his grandmother   s house   the ..o~d L~e SeUr place   ten miles down the Dan river towards Leakaville   Miss </p>
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s-4-. 24~#  Mary Le Seur married i~ars e Gus Tin iberlikk   an was the grandmother of William Tirnberlake Lipseomb who used to come up to Madison arid go to Dr. Schuck s Beulah Academy j ust after the Srenduh . Wh en Marse Billy   a get lonesome, he d go down to Spring Garden and dance with the Scales girls. 01e Marse Le..;Seurts wife was Miss Lizzie Scales Marse Jimmie s. ~   Nonie, us slaves didn t have no chuch. Marse Nat Scales ud let his slaves go to the babtizings.   I could hoe. but I didn t do much clean up work. I spun on a great big wheel that WE t ms-m-.m-~rn-.m. I wish I had a big wheel to spin on right now. My mammy, Lucy Ann, could weave. She sho loved her white fokes. Cullud fokes didn t have much sence den. She would take cow hair and. kyard and spin it with a little cottin in (to   and then she  d weave cloth out of it.   ttAn how they made their shoes den: My father  would cut shoes out of the raw cowhide and put them on bottoms (soles) he cut out ixst wood. An he couldn t run in ~ them as-tall, just had to stomp along~ An day didin t~t put on shoe till nearly Christmas.  Schooling . .  .~   Aunt Katherine said she tlea.~ined her letterst   in a school fuh cullud fokes only taught by Mr. ~  Allen just acter the Srenduh close to the old Tixnber-~  lake plac . Mr. Sara was the s~n of ~ttr.~Val (entine) </p>
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-5- 248 Allen au Miss Betsy ~Lartin (she was the granddaughter of Governor Martin)   ~Sometinies Miss Bet~ytd git worried with  little nigguh rolling roun on de floor thub hader under her feet, an  she d say: ttGway~ GwayU Gway fum hyuh~ Gway tub Pain1icc~ An. the little nigguhs d say: AMiss Betsy, whahta~Pamp1icoV    ~Nine miles tother sede o  heliX     Yesin Mr. Sam Allen learn t me my lett rs. He was crippled. He married a Grogan, an  two Allen girls married Grogans   one   L~ary I ~r ~ Val   s father was William Allen. .. I went to Mr   Vaul Allen   s fimeral an he was . buried on his fatherts oie place   an ~:iss Betsy too.   . ~How de cullud fokes did hate to be sold down south in de cotton country! One time oie Marse j imtny Sc ales wuz go se 11 uh hunduhd down south   and he died, an  all de cullud fokes wuz glad he died. dause he ~iiz go sell um, an oftuh he died, day didxi!t haiftuh be sold way furn home.    One slave woman wiiz so id way funi home ~ ~ had  three . chiliun   and daze s ix an e ight an ten yuhs ole.  She sa~ a song juss f0 day tuh hub off. She put her t1ix~  hiidren between her knees.. She sung,  ~Lo rd., Be ~ U~.! ~ ~  . </p>
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Uj~7 do. - me   sol - re  do   sol   te - sol   me   do   do - sol    Remernbuh::nie Remembuh me Oh Lord G -6  fa me  sol-do remembuh-~ rue   This was sung full of quavers and pathos, and entreaty.   ttDen she criedl An dey t k huh off, and de  chillun never saw her no more ~    Aftuh I learned my lettuhs at Marse Sam Allens school, I learned a Bible verse ebry day an if  I want bixxy lEd learn ah half uh chaptuh. I read some newspapers, and some story books de Miss Mary Timberlikk give us chillun to read ~i look ovuh. I learned to write in a copy book, ~ 18d write stories about Christ, and several different stories. I filled a great big copy book with practice. I learned the most, thot, from Vtebstuh s Weekly in Reidsville. We too ~ that papuh gem on five yuhs. I read evrything in it.  ~Nome, I didn~t know Miss Irene MeGehiet.  Uflole Jobn R. Webster made that paper. it sure wu~ a good papers  ~ My daddy wuz. ~arse ~1a~t   s slave   an Porter  Scales ~ wuz his slave too   OLe Marse Jimmie Scale s  Sons W~8 ~at Pitcher and Jobn Durham, arid Jobx~ Durham. 249 </p>
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I-7-, went to wah.1 He took Richmond Scales 1on~ wiff him. to wait on himt Cook fUh himL Make his pallet L Clean his clothes! Rub down his horsel Marse John Durumtd sleep with Ricbniond in de wintub to keep him warm. Riclniondtd carry hint watub in his canteen dur~ ing a battle. Marse John Durum had on a ring that wuz carved and he tole Richmond take a good look at this ring ~sose he d know him by it, if he didntt kum up aftuh a battle. Richmond ud hole onto his hawse s tail, an go wif him fuhs he could fo a battle.   ttYestm I inatd, Ricbmond ~E ales when he wuz  a widower an had a boy named Jeff. I never had no chillun. Jeff s (70) seventy now, an lives right ovuh cross de street dere in the other hous the Vadens built sixty years ago. I live in one, too.~~   Aunt Katherine s house has a front room with stairway in the corner leading to one above. A back door leads to a side porch flanked by a two roomed  11, and ended by a pantry. Chimneys with fireplaces once gave heat   but e conorny had put in Aunt Katherine   s tiny stove which she a lump at a time in the winters of de~ pression and relief 1932 1937.   A b ig fat c le an - doub le bed   bure au   wash stand   t  e entuh t table   chairs and the stairway con~ stuned the living room floor space.    Nornel I joined de chuch after a big meet~ in  held by preacher Richard Walker about 1907. I </p>
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25j, joined the Methodist Chuch an I have always loved to go tuh chuch. This street goes on and goes into the Mayodan road at our new brick (1925) Methodist Chuch. Riebrx1ond Scales, my husband died long ago; my niother, about  four years ago . She was ~rery oldZ I wanted to move to Reids.ville when we leff de oie plantation whab we could get more wok (waiting) waten on wimmen (ob-.~ stetries) but the men fokes had kin fokes up~hyuh, an we keem hyuh. .  tt I ~riow whah de oie Sharp graveyard tbout two  mues funi (east) Madison close to Mist Tun.nuh (Turner)  Peay~s; cause lots uh cullud fokes ~uried there an I  went to the funerals   I could go straight tuh it . --ooOoo~ </p>
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 32O16~ . ..  \~1  \3\\ ~ By Miss N~t1CY Watkins   yo lunteer Madison, North Carolina .    . Stoz~ ~Q ~ Ex-S1av~ PorterSeale a    Monday, December 19, 1923, the faithful co1or~ ed friends of Uncle Porter Scales transporte~1 his body from St. Stephen s African Methodist i~piscopa1 Church located on the Madison-Mayodan highway to a plantation grave yard several miles east of town, along roads slippery with sleet. He was uried by the side of his first wife on the 130 acre farm which Uncle Porter said he bought from Mr. Ellick Liewellyn to raise his family on and which he later swapped to Mr.~ Bob Cardwell for a town house in Pocomo (Kenioca, a suburb from first syllables of promo t names   (Kemp Moore   Cardwell   Kemoca). In this town house, Un~1e Porter passed away aged he thought ninety seven. For a number of years, he had drawn a pension of $100.00 per year for his services to the Confederate govern  ment in hauling foodstuff from Charlotte, North Caro.~ ilna to Danville, Virginia.   ~  a $lo$re ~ o ~ Nat Pitcher Scales residing in the . ~ ~ . brick mansion on Academy Street across from the .Metho  dist c~h~irch, Porter came to Madison when ten years of a~ge   and h~s memory he Id the ~ deve lopnient o f Ma4ison    ~ </p>
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a 253  from the erection of the churches aroaiad 1845 to de-. tails like seeing little Bettie Carter (Mrs. g. Watkin s Mebane) cry from stage fr~ight and pass. up her  piece  at scho o I   exhibition  ( commencement) . He saw Madison grow from a tiny trading village with aristocratic slave holding citizens with  q~uarters t on their town lots to a town of 1500 with automobiles clipping by to Mayodan, a mill town of 2000, and a thickly populate&amp;though un~ inc orporated country s ide .   In 1930   IJuc le Porter was struc~c by an automobile, and since hepoked his way about town cautiously with his cane   ~ no longer working as hanLl ~ to Thomas R. Pratt  s family on the corner of Academy and Market streets. His slavery home was in a two roomed (with loft) cabin next door to the house Mr. Pratt built in 1890 when he moved to Madison from Leaksville. This cabin Col. Gallaway in the 1890t8 had enlarged to house the Episco~J rector, Mr. Stickney. Uncle Porter s slave home stands in 1937   occupied by Mr ~ Pratt s daughter, Mrs. Pearl Van i~Topp.en and. sons.   Uncle Porter was ever very polite and humble, for all his contacts he thought had always been with the highest of Dan ~ river aristo cracy . His medium, lean body, with a head like Julius Caesar s was cover~ ed with skin of  ginger cake color .   On the Deep Springs Dan RIver plantation lived </p>
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~:: Mrs   Tirnb erlake who s e daughter married i~rr   Le Seur from an ad,joining plantation just across the Dan river from Goy. Alexander Martin s Danbury plantation. She in time married ivir.   Scales, and as property of this lady, Porter was born of legally married parents . Porter   s brother, Nathan Scales, was given by his mistress to her daughter, when she married another Le Seur, and thus he became Nathan Le Seur. Both brothers have descendants in Madison of a high typeof citizenship. Porter, himself was given the choice by his oie Miss of belonging to hither of her two sons   John Durham Scale s o~ Nathan  lei Pitcher Scales. Porter chose 1~t Scales as his young marse and come to Madison to live with him about  1845.   By obeying orders from his marse Nat Pitch~r Scales, Porter operated a train of fifteen wagons loaded with corn for the Confederate cavalry from Charlotte   North Caro lina to Danville   Virginia . Thus a Confederate soldier, he in his old age received a pension.   Porter said he got lots of practice~ in managing feed wa~1s~ L   (S  waggoning in Georgia  for his marster betwe n the two cities, Augusta and Wadesboro. His master, he said, traded his services to ~tDan River Jim Scales  who   bosse&amp; the ~ teams betwe en Augusta~ and Wade s boro  . ~ which were owned by John Durham Scales ~d Dazi Ri~r Jim Scales. Thes~e wagons also carried corn. Nat Pit-  ~ cher, Portex ~s choiee, operated a store at </p>
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4 Wadesboro, Georgia. Uncle Porter s ~ waggoning in Ge o rgia  shows Madison   s c~onnection with the far south not only through the Scales family but through other families. S   But the great honor o ~ a tobacco country slave was that of beinj sold 0do~ south to the cotton coun~ try.tt ~   So  after the war, Porter Scales came back to the Dan river in Rockinghaxn county~, and bought his 130 acres farm from Mr. Alex Liewellyn. He liked to recount his matrimonial matters except those of his second wife who married him for a rich nigger widower, and spent his hard won dollars freely for lace curtains and such to adorn the town house in ~~Pocoraot~ and finally forced him out of the utown* house into the woodhouse in the yard where he lived some years, dying there. His church friends took charge of his body and kept it until put away by the side of his first wife.   She, Martha Foy, he said in 1932 to me, was bought by Dr. Ben Foy of Madison from Wheeler Hancock of V1ent-~ roth. Six of their children are living near Madison and in West Virginia, Stephen and~Lindsay Scales at the. old place down at D ep springs. He told of  ~going tuh se&amp;~ the attractive Betsy Ami, house girl slave of Mrs. Nancy Watkins Webster ~ but was L~ cut out%t by No&amp;i Black. Aunt </p>
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25G  Betsy Ann Black is remembered:as being the superlative obstetrical nurse in homes of the rich about Madison, and was designated by them as being a ttladyU if ever there was a negro lady. She was never dressed except in  cotton checksttb ~ Being cut outit thus, Porter cited  as evidence of his aristocratic association: for one of Aunt Bet~sy s son became a Methodist preacher, and two of her grandaughters teachers in the public schools of North Carolina. . . ~   Porter told of the white school teacher, Professor  Se eker who taught in the Do 11 academy   Madison   s old Itfernale academy  which still standb (remodeled since  1900 into a dwelling) on Murphy Street at the 60 foot deep well in the streets b~ the old Dr. Robert Gallwway house (standing still in 1937) just south of John  H. Moore s five acre homeplace. Professor Seeker, he said left Madison and went ~i up on Baughn~s Mountain to teach a~xiong the Baugbns, Lewises and Higgies and Bibaons, pioneer families of that area. On that May 2, 1932 in his Kemoca yard, Uncle Porter recited the poem which little Bettie Carter forgot in stage frtight  at Professor Seekerts ~ex.hibition9 before ProfessOr Jacob Do 11 ever started hi s ~ female scho o l~ ~ All these pupils were pay .nschoiarst~.   The free school for Madi3on, the  ~old field school-i house* was way down the hill from the old Dr. SX ith 5 </p>
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6 257  1~ouse a iear Beaver Island Creek. Only white folks inti~ mate with itch, head lice and long standing poverty then sent their children to the rifree oie feel schoo1..~ houseti.   Porter said as a laborer he helped build a big tobacc o factory at Dr . Smith   s. old place . By 1880, this -factory had been purchased by Madison negroes as community and fraternal ttHallit for assemblies . It served thus to 1925 when it wars abandoned, and in 1936, it was torn down, the last of the several large plug tobacco factories operated in I~Iadi~n 1845-1875 by the Scales, Daitons and Hays.   Porter could name and designate vocationally Madison s early white residents, and others, too, whom. his Marse Nat Scales visited. His story of some Civil ~Tar refugees led to how their slave girl, Rose, acquired a small fann two miles east of town held to this day (1937) by her descendants, the Ned Collins family of Madison. Rose acquired the farm by Kindness to its owners, who willed it to her.   Forced to live in cellars in Petersburg, Virginia, (Mrs . A. R   Ho Iderby   William Ho iderby   Mis s Fannie Holderby, I~Irs. Aiken) because of  bombording Federal shells 1864 caine to Madison afflicted with tuberculosis. Their slave girl was Rose. The whites died except a son, who became a Presbyterian minister. The whites were buried on a hill just north of the pioneer Joel </p>
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. Subj e ct~~!iLI~i&amp;M1~S OTT Story Teller ~iilim.~ ~  tt ~ d ~ ~- 259 N.C. District~~Np. 2  Worker: T   Pat Matthews.  No   Words : ~  J~~2? ~ - - l,,~   :~~U1 ~+t) </p>
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82Ot4C) . 260.   VIILL.IAM SCOTT E~- Slave Story S  401 church St., 7  years old.     1My name is WilUain Scott. I live at 40 : Church Street, Raleigh, North Carolina. I wu~z born 1860, March 31st.  ~ ~ I wuz free born. My father wuz William Scott. I wuz named after my father. My mother ~wu~ Cynthia Scott. She wuz a Scott before she wu~ married to my fathe ~ She .wuz born free..  As far back as I e an le am on my mother   s s ide they were always free.    My mothe r arid fathe r always t old me niy grandfather  wuz born o f a white woman . My grandfather wuz named Elisha Scott. I bave forgot her name. If I heard. her name called  I ha~re forgot it. ~r grandfather o~ my motherts side wuz  a Waverly. i: can t t ll you all about dese white folks,  but some of  em, when they died, left their property to  ~U~attoes, or half breed children, and several of them are  living in this comrnwiity now. I caii~ tell you exactly where they are   and where they got their property. . S me of them ar  over half White. They were by a Negi o woman who  iz iu1~to  and awhite man. Bey air so nearwhite you cat~ tt i1 them front white fol3cs. fl~is condition has  ~ ~  ~exiate~ ~  1o~g ago as I bave any ~reco11ectioz~, ai~d ~  till </p>
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 2. 261  exists, but there are not a~ many children according to the relations as u.sed. to be.  Free Negroes were not allowed to go on the plantations  much. Now y~u see my father wuz a frei man. We lived right here in town. My father wuz a ditcher and slave gitter. One night the man. he. worked for got u~ a crowd and come to ~whup him and tale his money away from him.. He had. paid. father off that d ay . Dat night dey e orne an   got him an  b1indfold~~ hirn. 11e moved the blindfold from over his eyea and. run. an  got away froni   ~fl:. He never d id go back ~ o more to the man he had b een workiri  for. I ~xz a little boy, but I heard. pappy tell it. Dat wuz tereckly after de surrender. Papp~  saw the man he had been workin  for when he s lipped thea  blindfold off his face, and he knowed. him. ~   RI Witz a boy when the Yankees came to Raleigh. They carne in on the Fayetteville Road. They stopped and quartered at the e dge o f the town   I r em~emb er they had a guardhouse to put the Yankees in who disobeyed. Later on they came in. from the eaL~t and quartered at the old Soldiers Rome right in there, but not in the buildings. There were no houses there when the Yarike es came . They bad soma hous es there. They built t em . They s tayed the re a . good while unti 1 all the Yankees left. When the Yankees first came in they camped  j over near Dix Hill, when th ey e orne into town y  hars~ly ~ knew where they come from. They w~ jist like blue birds.  ~ They jist covered the face of the earth. They came to our   ~ </p>
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3. house and took our sumpin  to eat. Yes sir, they took ~.ur sumpin  to eat from us Negroes. Liy daddy didn t like deir takin  our rations so he went t o d e offic er and tole him what his men had done, and the officers had sarnpint to eat sent over there.  tt ~y mammy cooked eorne fur de officers too.~ Dey had  a lot of crackers. Dey called ~ ~ tack. The officers brou~ht a lot of  em over dere. We lived near the Confederate trenche s j ist below the Fayetteville Cros sin   on Fayetteville Street. The breastworks were right near r house.   ni know when the colored men fax~ned on share craps, dey were given jist enough to live on~ ~.nd when a white man worked a mule until he ~iz worn out he would sell him to de Co br ed man   1) e C olored man wou Id s orne time buy   im a old buggy; den he wuz called rich. People went to church den on steer carts, that is colored folks, most uv  em. De only man I wurked for along den who wud gib me biscuit through de week WUZ a man named June Goodwin. The others would give us bj~~ujt on Sunda~,rs, and I made up  fly mind den when I got to be a man to eat jist as m~iy biscuits as I wanted; and I have done j Ist dat.    ~My mammy used to hire rae out to de white folks. I worked and made jist enough to eat and hardly enou~h clothes . to wear to church until I wuz a man. I worked many a ~y and had only one herrin  and a piece of bread for dinner. You </p>
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 4. 263  know wimt a heim  fish i s? t Twon  t becas e I throwed. my money away, twas cause we didn t g t it, nuther to save  up. When we farmed share crap dey to ok all we madle   In de fall we would have to split cord wood to live through de winter.    I will tell you now how I got my start off now, I  am going t o use d is man  s name .. I went to work for ~a man.  naine George Whitaker. I drive a wagon for h.ni. Re  lowed ~ie all de waste wo od. for my o wn us e   This wu z wood dat would not sell good on de market   I hauled it over home. I wo.~4 for him till he died, en his wife lowed. me a little 8ide e rap   I maie thi s crap   to ok de mon ey I. go t f or it   and built a little storeThouse. I disremember how long I worked   er Mist H~r~iah Whitaker. Den I quit woit for her and went to work for myself. I owns dat little store~)iouse ylt, de one I worked wid Mia~ Hannah Whitaker, en from dat I bought me a nudder home.   ~When de Yankees come t o Raie igh dere wuz a building de~ cal le d de Goy ernor   s Palac e   I t s tood whur de Auditorium n w s tands . Right back o   where de Co urthous e now stands ~uz a jail and a gallows ~  a whuppin  poe  all dere together. I know when. dey built de Penitentiary dey 1~uled poles from JOh~~t~~ County. Dey called dem Johnston County poles. Dey hauled: em in on trains. Dis post office wuz not built den.  ~De po~ office den wuz built of plank set up a&amp; ~    ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~. </p>
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5. 264   itI remember seeing a man hung down at de jail. His name v~1Z MIllS. He wuz a white man. When he got on de scaffold he said,  ~t you gwine to do to me do it quick and be done wid it .    I think Abra1~am Lincoln done the colored man a heap of good. If it hadn t been for Mr. Roosevelt there are inatiy livin  today who would. bave parished to death.   There are plenty of people walkin  about flOW: who would have been dead. if Mr. Roosevelt had not helped them. The only chance .1 had to hold my home wuz a chance given me thro~ gh hirn. At my age, I cannot make much at work, bu~through things he helped me   and I i s holding my own     ~ </p>
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Subj ectTiney ~haw, Ex-S3~ave of Wake Count~ ?~. Story T e il r jT~ii~y S~ia* ~ . . ~ ~ 3..2Q.iSi 265 I~. C. District No. 2 ~1orker Mary A. Hicks l~o. Words 607 Editor Daisy Bai1e~ Waitt                              ~ ~ . ~ ~ ~ ~   ~ ~ </p>
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32O19~ 266   TINEY SHAW Ex-Slave of V ake County, 76.     ItMy papa wuz a free nigger, case he ~uz de son of de master who wuz nanel l~iedLin. When a chile wuz borned ter a slave woriisn an~ its pappy wuz de boss dat nigger wuz free from birth. I know dat de family wuz livin  on j~j5T Susy Page1s place dunn  de war an  we wuz jist  ak slaves alido  we wuz said to be ~ee. den.    9vly pappy wuz named Madison  ~ediin, maybe for de~ president, an  ~ ~ wuz a pretty, slim browri~skirined gal when I could remember. Dey said dat she wuz nan~ed fer Betsy Ross. I bad four brothers, Ailison, ~i11iarn, Jeems and John an  five sisters named Cynthy Ann, Nancy, ~4a1ly, Caroline an  Molly.   t~We byard a heap tbout de war, but de white folkses didn t want us to know  bout it. Nost of de white ~thiunens had t er live by d e re s e Ive s dun  d e time d at de men fo iks e s wuz away at de war, but de niggers in our neighborhood stuck ter de lriissus an~ dar ain t no niggers from other plantations come dar ter insult   em nothe r.  Iti tmembers dat it ~z in April when de Yankees come ~ I hyard. Mist Susy 1    case she wuz a widder  tornan; an  her crops wuz jist Started ter be pi&amp;~teI. </p>
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2. She knowed dat she wuz ruint, I reckon.    Me ai:!  my mammy wuz sittin  by de fireplace when de Yankees come. I crawled under de wash bench but de Yankee officer drug nie out ant he sez, 1Q0 fetch me a dozen aigs, an  I wants a dozen now, mind yo .~    (I looked till I found twelve aigs ail~ I started ter de house wid  em, but beint so excited I drapped one uv dem an  cracked it.   I wuz sceered~ stiff now sho  nuff, ant   runned inter de back do  an  crawled under de bed. De officer seed. me  o~ ~ ~ie cracks his whup  . ~ ~T ~ me corne out den he aez,   Nigger Wh&amp;tt S dat out  dar I n d at barrel in d e bal ay   ttl sez,  Lasses sir , an  he sez  draw me some in  dis cup.1  iti draws  bout a half a cupful an  he sez, tNigger  dat ai n  t no   las s e s    ~ an   he c racks ~ hi s whup ag   i  RI den dr ws de  cup full as I t could be an  he  tells me ter drunk it.   t  I drinks d~at ~vho1e cupful uf   l~s s e s ~ ~ fore   11  lemmie  lone Den I runs back ter iu~r mw~my.    tAtter awhile de Yankee comes back an ~sticks his haid in de dot ~j~t he  lows,  oie domen, yo   lasses am leakin .t ~    Sho  nuff it wuz leakin  an  lad run ~ll down de hail an  out in.  e yard, but he done pull de stopper out </p>
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3. 26S  fer meanness so he could laff at maiiniy when she waded through dat  lasses. Dey laffs an ~ laffs while she go steppin  down through de.  lasses lak a turkey walkin  on cockleburs.  uDem Yankees d.on   a lot of mischief, I knows case  I wuz dar. Dey robbed de f iksesant a whole lot of  d.arkies what ai&amp; t. uever been whupped by de niaster got  a whuppin1 fr m de ~ ..  .   ttDe Ku laux Klan warn  t half as bad. as dem Yanke e robbers what stayed in Ra1ei~h att  de .war,robbint   plunderin    an  .burnin  U~:   eiTert thing . De south had. ter have de Ku KiuxKlan but dey ain t had no need fer de Yankees.  tLDe first winter atter de war wu z de worse winter I ever knowe~, an  I se tellint yOl dat wuz bad. J~ybe  Yol doan think so butnigh tbout ever  nigger in de world  cussed oie AbrahamLiic in ~twinter.tt  3.N. </p>
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271k~  Mary moved off, but I staid wid de boys~ tiMy motherts name wuz~ Rose Smith, my fatherts name  wUZ Powell. lie died at Wilmington, N. C. when dey wuz di~ gin  de trenches raunt de fort dere ~iurin  de war, M~ mother died in Greene Co. Alabama, at a place called Smithfield. My father belonged to Mack Powell. I made no money before or after de war   I worked in Alabama urat il de war e lose. UI seed millions of Yankees, just like bees. ~then  ~ de war e lose I went wid ~ em   I did   not work enny for a  ~. year. I wuz so glad when de war ended, and dey tole me I  ~. wuz fr e e   . did not know what to do . I w it wid de Yankees,  ~ dey wuz i~inci to us. Dey said dey wuz shore glad to see us.  ~ Dey gib us just what dey wanted us to hab.  ~  i~tiring de ware I h~.d COZfl bread wid one piece o~ ~ meat a day. De meal wuz not. sifted. De white folks had  ~ sifters mat ..~ e of horse hair but de slaves didn t have no ~ . .   sifters. When I carried a dress off to have ~t made on  ~ Sunday for ~i~t.1ss during de war, when she could not make it  ~ / herself, she gi~mie a bISkit. We called Sunday, Blue Mon~~\%\ day. She ginmie de biskit Air workin  on Sunday. Den  ~ :  ~ got a .bi.skit fur going atter de dress. I got. about t~o ~ biskits a year ~when de wa.v wus going on. ~ I wuz workin  to  ~\ keepde.seljjers fed, dey got de biskits. ~ ~tTom Bridgers wuz marster s overseer. H  had  \\ ~ .  . ~6O chilltna by niggex s. . ~ ~i~~:r~ode :a )~rse ~ .         L when he rent ober de plantation. ~  ~ </p>
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 a. ~Z2~:~  . ~ ~- ~ De only garne I eber played wuz marbles . I played  fer watermelons. We didn t hab eny money so we played ~er  watermelons s ~ ~ ~ ~ .  ~ ~Th Alabama we got up at 4 o clock and worked to 9 or 10 o  clock d~en we had breakfast, en rested t ill 4 o  clock. Dat ~iz when ~e weather ~z dry and hot. it wud kil de truck to work it den. When it wuz wet we *ox~ed ~3onger . In North Carolina we worked from sun to sun, but we rested t wo hours atnoon. You hardly ever heard of a man gittin  sick. If he did, he had de typhoId den Dr. Seweil at Knightdaie, atter a while called Jedge Sewell, would 3ome en doctor ii:iiii. Old man ~ed~ge Sewefl was buried near St. Augustine School, other sid.e Taz~boro Road. 1~ ~ ~ tir ~i~I have to pay anthing ~ fer going t o Alabama.  ~ ~ i wuz carried. ~t ~oore carried nie, he ~niz de gardeen,  ~ ~\ but I had to pay to . e on~ back. Dey went atter me   and I  ~ \~had to work two Years/4o pay it back. Yes, S1r7~ee, two ~  ~ ..) whole y~ar  ~ pay fer coming back. I wuz glad to g it back.  k: Sometim~s, dey gib u~ a fofe o~ de crap to farm. Some years F \) we dI&amp;i  mak~ rauch, when it WI2Z dry. No, we didn  niake much. ~ I ?eopie di4n  sac~ate tog ther, pore whites   free niggers    F / slave s   and: de s lave owners ~ i~To dey d~Ldn   ~oc iate much ~ ~ Defo ~ d:e war, ixit dey d~1d atter de wax    dey got to mixin   I ~ den. ~ H  ~ ) ~  II et rabb~ta, an  possuma~ coons an  fish. I                .~ ~ :~: : . .. ~.     ~ : ~ ~ .:    ~   . . .. ~ ~ ~ :   ~ ~ ~ : ~ ~ . ~ ~   ~ ~~g  </p>
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4..  273  muddied de water ant caught fish. I caught r4bb its, coons,  . an ~ pOSSUIT1S. wid d~ogs . Dey fared but middlin pore chanc e wid  ~ us. We caught rabbits ~n hoUers an  caves; an  possums in  ~ trees, hut we had a hard time ketchin  squfrrels. We niggers  ~ had nO guns, SO we had. a hard time ketchin  squirrels.    ~ et rabbits   in suun~ier whin dey had. kits in   em   We caught  ~ all de s e animais wid dogs . ~  1De white chillun didn  work, but de white folks  wuz good to me. Yes, SLr-.ree, dey wuz good to me. If dey done anything to me it wua my fault. I beiong d to Elarn  Smith  s chiliuns   B~rank and John ~iani . WI se ed many Yanke es dur Ing de war in Alabama.  7_ When de war ended dey tole rae I wuz~ free. I wuz so glad I  { didnt know whut to do. De Yankees tole me I w~~iz free.    .\\ went wid rem. I stayed wld ~em.frprnI~tay Ull August.  \\ Den I slipped away from ~m. I bad. no clothes, and shoes  ) till de Yankees come. Yes, Sir, I went barefooted. Dey   11 gimme clothesand shoes, but I sUpped away from  em because  \\\ dey v;anted me to do things I d1~n  want to  do. ~  . \\~ ~~ite folks, if I rnus t~te11 you, I must. I think  /cTesussent you to me so I can tell my story. Dey just-  ~1 wanted me to f ~age . aroun~ and g.it chickens, coUards   . I taters :. en ~ ~an~1.ody~!s. h~g~ ~ 1  .~c~:u1d~ ~git . I d:Ldn  haire no    .f ~ s1ip~ : ~ :a~1Qes,: UO.jUmex  ~ clothes for 40  ~  S . ~years. befo  de ~  Y~nkeez cQme, ~.~ but~.I; s1ippe~. away~ ~ I. di~rI! want to do  w~iat  \ ~ wax~ted me t dO.    ~:De pore white folks doue tolerable well but de </p>
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5. r ich slave owners didn   .   low   em to come on der e planttations. Dey didn   low free niggers to come on de planttations if dey could help it, but dey couldn  hep it.  Dey slipped. in dere at night when de marster didn  know  it.  My marster owned three plantations and 300 slaves.  i- e started out wid 2  oman slaves and raised 300 slaves.   ~ne wuZ called short Peggy, and the udder wuz called long ~....   T~(~y Long Peggy had 25 chillusn. Long Peggy, a black    oman, wuz boss ob de plantation. Marster freed her atter  . she had 25 chifluns, just think o dat, raisin  300 slaves : wid t~io  omans. It sho is de truf do .  . .  There wuz no jails but dey had whippin  pos   on de plantations. When a nigger done anything he wuz tied and whupped, dare ain t no scars on my batk, no nary a one. Dere wuz slave auction blocks at Rolesville, en down to Rosinburg, Harpsborough, below Zebulon, next place, Smithfield. .  t Wh~te folks didn  hep. me to read an  write.  If I .wuz caught wid a book I had better run ant git in a hole somewhar . Dey didn  low me t o hab no thing . to do wid  books. . . ~   ttik!r marster preached to us on Sunday. He wuz ~  preacher. ~.. marster pi eached to his slaves. No slaves didn  run away frgni my marster   He wuz too good. to   em. De slaves from ot~er   pia es run away do     an~!i w~ien dey caught.   ~in dey . whupped ~ ~ em too ~ .~.. ...~.. : ~ ~  274 </p>
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6.  .  ~Yes Si~r, my mat~ster gib us Christm~. S metirnes he gib us two weeks befo  we went to work agin Christmas. Licker wuz no rno ten water. Rrandy, de highest price of any of it wuz 40 cts. a gallon. We had a plenty uv licker, but nobody got drunk. Sometimes a white man got drunk en nov,, en den a nigger would git drunk. BAll worked for oi~e an   er den. I tea you dis  young bunch ain t right, dey don t do right, dey don t work fer one an er.    I never married beTh   de war . Nobody married on marster ~s plantation   but d ey had   ornans M~r ~ oman wuz mighty good to me. I sl.ep  any~vhar I could befo  de war ended, in de shuck pen, cotton seed house, an  wentbare-~ footed in slavery days. I married Helen Jones atter de war. I had four chillun  by her, 2 gals an  2 boys. One o  dem boys is livin  now, but I doan know wher he is. I ~ had one child by my   oman in slavery ti. My   oman died in Gre ene County Alabama. I be en rnarr led twic e . I married another   oman naned Amy Gu~pton in Wake County . She had four chillun by me   one   a boy is. in de navy yard   a girl   I ~ ~ookIyn, New York, oiie in W ke County, a farmer, an   ~ one died. I lub de southern people, but de aebbil got de  (j best of~  em; d! !~ ~Q9 I.  \.. ~ doan think ~. M~Z~aIiam Lincoln wuz a good man, no sfr~ ee, de debbil got 24m atter he whupped and won all de Ian    11e wanted to g lb it back~ag in. De debbil got (le beat o  hin. Re cIidn r ~ long a~tter he wihupped   did  ~he~t~ </p>
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320()30  JOHN Si~ITH   10 Pettigrew St.,Raleigh, N. C~ Age 77.   tiMy mother was na~ned~har1otte ~3mith and father was named Hichmond Sanders. You know niggers were sold anr traded an~ :~iV efl away just like stock, horses, mules an  de. like in  slavery time. ~ .    tMy mother be1on~ed to ~Thhn Smith and father belonged to .~ichrnond Sanders. I belonged first to tTohn Smith, but was ~  ive away when I was a Ci iIld to Solomon Gardner. John Smith ~ plantation was in Johnston County near Smithfield. ~ Solomon Ga ~dnerTs place was in Wake County. All these people are ~ :~ead ant gone. My uncle, ~en Thomas., died  bout one month ~ ago in Johnston County. He was the last of the old gang. ~other and father said we got reasonably good food and,clothes. The houses were sn~aU and poorly furnished but were warm and they got on very well. There was Lbout tw~ty~five. slaves on tiie place and they worked long houri under overseers. ~ ~    The rules were strict about books, goint visiting. a.n~ having rneeting~ of any kind. No ~1ave was allowed to carry c~:un~ or hunt without sdm&amp; white iran with him unless his marster ~ve him a pass. Dey caught rabbits in gums, birds in traps  : an  hunted possums wid dogs at night. Dere was not much time  ~or fishin  cept at 1ay~by time ~ndat de Fourth of July. Den   </p>
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~:~:         ~ slaves an  whites sometime Went fishin  in de I~euse River to~ether. At Christmas de holidays was give slaves and den c~ey had plenty to eat, shoes)~ etc.  ~ Slaves were sold at ~ mithfield on a auction block but  ~ lot were carried to iUch iond, Va. and to Fayettevilie, N. C.  ~hildren were not made to work tIll dey ::~ot 12 or 14 years  old unless it \Jas soi~e ii~ht work around de house, mindin   ~ table, fannin  fJJes, an  pickin  up chips to start a i~ire,  scratchin  inarster s head so ~e cou d sleep in de evenings ~  ~ ~ashin  missus feet at nicht  fore she  rent to bed. Some of. de ~issus had nig~:~r serv~tnts to bathe   em, wash dere feet an~  fix dere hair. ~dhen one nigger would wash de missus feet  dare would be another slave standin  dere wid a towel to th~y tern for her. Son:e ~ dese missus atter de war died poor.  :e:~ore dey died dey went from place to i~lace livint on de c~Larity of dere friends.   UI was oorn 2nd Sunday in May 1860. 1 remember seeint de Yankees but I know very little tbout ~em. Guess most all dem Yankees are dead now. De ones dat whu~ed an  de  . ones dat ~got whupped are mos  all dead. I lerned to read an  write since slavery. I remember de Yankees. Dey give us chilluns hardtack. . De~ had cans on dere backs an  guns, blue  . clothes ant brass buttons on dere clothes. Dey had covered  .~-. ~ ~  ~ :   . . ~ . ~ ~ . . . . i~s ~ ~ ~   ~   ~ </p>
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*~G~  ~~agons in front an~ dey was walkin  . I remember se eine d~m jcIll a hog and take part of de hog an~ carry it off on dere backs. ~tDe only time I saw anything in de slave situation dat  ~a~e a big impression on ~ny mind was when L~tarster Thomas tied my Aunt Anne Thomas to a peach tre e and whupped~ her . I W~.11 never for~it how she cried. Another thing I  members, n~y UnCle teached me to cuss folks. His namewas Needum Thomas. I can remember fore 1 could walk better than I can rerneither hanpenin~s now.    Atter de war my daddy took mother an  moved to Dr. Leachts ~ ~ County, next year we went to Mrs. Betsy Jordants plantation in Johnston County. The fourth year atter the war they put me to work.  ~e stayed with the Jordans several years then we moved to  T~. Thornastwhere my aunt was whu~Ded in slavery time ant de marster dat owned some of o r people in slavery time. ~e stayed there a few years. Th n we  moved to John Averyrs near Smithfield. Father  bought a place  there ant paid for it. .  0Father believed in whuppin like de white folks did. He ~.. cut de blood out of.me~wid a. switch an~ s.carredi~e up an  I  .: left him. W~en 1 was. twentyd~one, a free mari, I went back ~n  .   I father  ~or every day I was away from lum from de time I  VE ~o1dtiUI~as lowedhim </p>
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just debt. Daddy said before he died I had done more for him  an de other chilluns. He. whupped me too much but atter all he was my father ant I loved him an  paid him all I owed hirn for de time I was away.  UI married three times in Raleigh. I married Juliva Smith,  she lived one and one ~ ~ ~. We had one child dat lived  s 1)~ ~.ays . I have no moe~ a~illuna+ ~ I xnai r ied Mahalda Rand.  Ene~lived a year and t~e ~ a~ud the third ari~ last time  I married Maggie Taylo~. I lived with her eleven years anar  s1~e died. I am single u~w.    tHaywood Smith was my first father.in~.law. lie is  bout 108 years oie . He live~ at d~ OO~znty home.   ttl am livin  rir~h~. ~~dis world tr yin  to be ready when  God c:: a Ils ~ne . Slav ery ~aa bad . w~orkin   the C olor ed people over two hundred yearsi~butgiving rem anything but der ~ food an  clothes. Yes slavery was bad. ~ . . ~ ~ . . ~ . .. ~  . . .  ~ ~ . . . .  . . . . . . . . . . </p>
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320181 282  JO$EPHfl~E $~~tTH  s Ex .Slave Stoxy  An interview with. Josephine Smith, 94 years old. of 1010 Mark Street, Raleigh, N. C.    .  II WLLZ b orned in Norfolk, Virginia an   I   doan know who we belonged to, but I  menibers de da~ we wuz put on de block at Richmond   I wuz j ist dli.  rotin.  den, but nie an  my iz~inuv brought a thousaa   dollars . My daddy   I. reckon, belorzged ter s omeb od~y else   an   we wu.z j ist sold away from him jist :Lak de cow is sold away frora de bull. It4 preacher by de name of ~ a~nard bought rae an.    maxniTw~ all  carried us ter ~anklinton, wh~ we lived till   his daughter married Doc tar John Leach of Joh~iston Coun ~  ty ;      den I wuz give ter her.       All zx~r white  ~olkses wu~z good ter nie, an  I reckon   dat I airi   t g t p~o cause fer e oniplaint . . I ain~   t had mitch   clothes ~ an   I am   t had so much ter eat, an   a many a  whtippi&amp;   but nobody am   t nebber been. real bad ter me .   ~ItI ~Dt~I ~S seem  a heap o   slave sales   wid de   niggera ~i chains, an  de ~ spec  ulators sell.  an  buy in  dem off   I also  rnei~ers seei~i  a drove. of ~ slaves wid~   nothin  on. bu~t a rag  twixt dere legs bein  galloped roun   ~    fore de buyers.  Bout de wtist ~t~i~.1~ig dat eber I aeed do     ~ </p>
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 2. 283    wuz a slave  o~ at I.~ouisburg who had been sold off from her three weeks old baby, an  wu&amp; bein  marched ter ~Iew Orleans.    ~She had walked till she wuz give out, an  she wuz weak enough ter fall in de middle o   de road. S~ae wuz chained wid twenty or thirt~r other slaves an  dey stopped ter rest in de sbade o  a big oak while de speculators et dere dinner   De slave s am.   t havin   no dinner   As I pass bi dis   ~ oman begs me iii o  ~ name fer ~ drink o   water   an.  I gives it ter her . ~ I am   t neb er be so s orry fer nobody.    Kit wuz in de mont   of August an   de sun ~wtiz bearin  down hot when de slaves an  dere drivers leave de shade. Dey walk fer a little piece an  dis  oman fall out. She dies dar side o  de road, aa  right dar dey buries her, eussin , dey tells nie,  bout losin  money on her.   tAtter de war I come s ter Raleigh an   w~cks fer Major Russ den I cooks a year on Hilisboro Street fer somne~ body who I can~   member right now, den I goes ter Louisburg ter cook iii Mr. Dedrnar~ s hotel, an  hearin  tbout Melissa I fin s dat she am my sister   so I goes ter Mi  Mitchel s an  ~I gits her.   A few years atter de war I marries Alex. Dunson.  who wz a b ody slave fer Maj or Ferni e Green an.  went through </p>
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a. 284 all de war. Me an  him lived tergether sixty years, I reckon, an  he died de night  fore Thanksgivin  in 1923.   Slavery WU7afl~t SO. good)CaSe it divided famblies  an  done a heap o  other things dat wuz bad, but de wucic wuz good fer ever!body. It s a pity dat dese yo ngins nowadays doan know de v~ue   wuck lak we did . ?ihy when I wuz ten years old I could do ~y kind o  house wuck an  spin an  weave ter b oo t   I hope dat de se chifluns will larn somethin  in school an  church. L~ts de only wa~r dey can lam it.  </p>
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286 320206  1 ~ELLrn SMTfli  Main St . Dtmn   North Carolina Route 6 . ~     My name is Nellie Smith. I wus born on a plan~ tation in Harnett County in 1856, near where Linden now stands. I belonged to oie man Jack Williams. His wife wts dead when I wus borned. There were many acres in the plantation; it wus a large one ~ I don1 t know exactly how many acres. There were tbout fift~ slaves on the place0 The slave houses were on a hill. Marster lived in the big house; and it wus a big one too.   UI do not remember ever goin  hongry when I wus a s lave . ~ Father wus the butler and mo ther vvus a house woman, and we got plenty to eat. My mother wus n~ned Rosetta Williams and father wus named Atlas Williams. I do not remember my grandmother and grandfather   bit I remember my great grandmother.   ttwe had good home made clothes aid good beds. Jack  Williams wus good to his slave s . He wus good t o me and my mother and father, I have heard  ein say that he wus always good to  em. Our livin~~ with him wus good and we loved him. ~~He  th ught a lot o  his x~4ggers. He had six children of his own 4 boys and 2. girls; the boys Dr. Jack IiUi~uns   D~ . Jim Wil1~s   WilUai Williams   Jim Williams; </p>
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-2-. the girls Mary ami Martha.   n ~ did little work in slavery time . Sometime s I fanned flies off the table at meal times and did other light work. They made children do very little work in slavery time. We children played base, an  hide the switch.  . t  I saw a j ail for s lave s in Fayetteville   North  Carolina, but I never saw a slave sold. I saw an overseer whup a man once but he certainly didn t hurt hirn much. :ae done mo~re talkin  dan whupp .n. UWe went to the white folks  church but they wou~d  not allow any of us any books. No one taught us to read an  write. My father ran away once because he would not take a ~whuppin   . When he cane back they did not do or say anything to  im. Jack Williarn~ would not allow a patteroller to whup a nigger on his land. l~ they could git on ~ his land dey were safe . . lie iiad. overseers at the plantation. I remember one whose name wus sack  ~i~kannon. When we got sickDr. Jacl  Williams looked after us. When Marster Jim Williaths got to be a doctor he looked after us.    ~Tes, I remernbei~ de Yankees. Dey went to our house one Sunday rnc~in . fley did not fight on our </p>
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-a-   2S8,  side of the river; dey fought on de other side o  de river near de Smith Hoj~s e . It wus the battle of  verys-~ boro. ~Jae ~iith House wus a hospital. Dey came into the house, my sister Irene wus house girl. The Yankees put tLr pistols to her head and said,  Ycu better tell me where dem things are hid. Tell us where de money and silver is hi~ at.   Sister did not tell4 rnoss had started off wid de silver dat mornin    De Yankees cau~ght him, took it, an  his boots, horse and ail he had. He come back home barefooted. Dey got moss ever~ thing at M~.rsterts house. Dey took my mother s shawl, an  a lot of things belongin  to de slaves.   ni have heard o   . de Ku Klux Klan, ha I ha I Yes, I have. I heard tell of dey beatin  up people, but I. never got into any tar~le wid  em. I just don t know bout all dem old folks Lincoln, Davis, &amp;oker Washington. I think slavery wus a bad thing cause dey sold families apart, fathers from their wives and children, and mothers away from their children. Two of my sis-~ ters were fixed up to be sold when the war ended.* </p>
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~32OOi9 290  SARA.H ANN SMITH  An interview with Sarah SAnn Smith of 623 West Lenoir Street, Raleigh, North Carolina.    II wus borned Jantiary 22, 1858 ter Martha anT Green Woinble in Chatham County, near Lockville . My father ~ 1on~ged ter M     John Womble an~ mammy   longed ter CaptaiPi Elias ~ryant. Dey had six chilluns, I bein  flex  ter de oldes .    Father wus a carpenter an  by~his havint a trade he got along better before an  atter de war dan de other niggers. Mammy wi.is housekeeper an  cook an  she ~ways wus neat as a .pin an  as quick as lightnin . Both families wus good ter dere slaves, givin  dem plenty ter eat a ~n  enough ter wear.  tir stayed wid manimy on Captain Bryant s plantation,  an  I doan  member doi   any wurk at all  cept lookin  atter de babies onct in a long while.   Then de Yankees come Marse wus off ter de war so  dey tuck de place wid out any trouble at aU. Dey wusntt as good ter us as our white folkses vms an  somehow we doan feel right  bout   em takjn  Marse   s stuff, but we knows hit am  t no use ter say nothin   bout hit. .   ~  At last de war wus ~ober, de Captain wus too busted ter hire us ter stay on, so we moved over ter Mr. Woinbie s place den.  ~ ~Lffe wus a heap different from what hit wu.s  fore de    L </p>
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surrender. We ain t had no fun now case when we has time we is to o tir ed ant when we do have t line is solciom   Ko   dane e s ant parties f~er us. We ain t ebengot ae  lasses ter have a candy pUlIifl . We ain t got de  ligion we had  fore de war, so rrayer Ineetin  am not hilt often. De Yankees gived us a school but dey ain t give us nothin  ter eat so we s got ter wtirk, we ain1t got no time fer edgercation. . ~    I growed up in dis han  mouth way ant when I wus thirteen  I seed Henry Smith who wus rentin  a little farm dar near us.  He wus young an  slim an ~  yaller . My f ~lks wanted me ter  marry Bill  ~.inn but he wus thirty-~odd, black Cn  heavy, an~  I ain t laked him.    Me an  }jepi~x~y we cou ted jist as we pleased case dey W~*fltt strict on us an   when I toi  him dat I reckin dat I is got ter marry Bill Bunn he gits mad an  he s.ez dat I aintt nother, case I is gwine ter marry him. Well I did an  I ain t never been sorry yet.    Henry has been dead now fotteen years an  de five chilluns what we had an dead too ant I is hopin  ter git my pension soon. I does need hit   bein  ail alone in de won ~   ~..       ~ ~ ~ -~2~ ~2~ i </p>
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320221 . 293.  WILL ~A~ SMITE 920 Oberlin Road   ~ My full naine is William Smith. I was born August 17,  eighty years ~o, ne~ Neuse River at a place called Wilder s. Grove. I belonged to Gaston R. ~i1ey~ and my niisaus was Sarah ~ Don  t r&amp;iewber how many children they had but one or two o   em are living in Raleigh now, some place on North Street. I had good food and clothing and a good plac e to s . eep   I ~as no t dg enough to work much but they were goo d to me   I j est done little things aroun~  the house.   I rememb er sesizi  the Yanke es. t se en   ein take things . Yea, I wus big enough to se e ~ ~ shoot hogs, ant C OWS   an  kill the chi ekens. The~r ~ through the hous e and took what they wanted. After the war we moved over about the A~lum on the Haywood Place. We went to B: 7aIlt Gree&amp; s from the Haywo od plac e   We lived in Raleigh  ~ a long time, then I went to Arkansas. My mother and  f th r died in Raleigh.   I stayed in Arkan4~ 40 years, and then came back to Raleigh. ~ I am partly paralized. I have had a stroke. ~ I married Anna Regan of Wake County. ~he went from Wake County to Arkansas and I married her there. Ber     L </p>
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2. 294 motherts. father and the family all went to~ Arkansaa. She is~ 71 years old the 8th of last April. She has had two strokes and cari   t talk aiy more .   We have ao boys but two girls, Matilda and i~nma Maye Smith. Matilda Parker my daughter lives in Pittsburg, Pa, Emma Maye works to suppo rt us   She wo rks as nurse fo r ~rs . J   H . Hunter but right now is out of  work. Charity helps  s a little. One half peck meal, I pound powdered milk, two cans grape fruit juice, one half pound coffee per week. ~ This ataou~nts to about eighty centa ~worth rations pe r week. The charity don   t have much to give.    1 bave been back from Arkansas. nine years the  seventh of last April. I was never teached no books.  I n ver saw a patteroller, but daddy toldnie about  eni.  I do not remember much about churohes before the  surrender. I cannot read and write.    1 don   t remember the overseers   and I know mithin  t bout dem men Linco la. and the re st of ~ ~ ~ have aSked me bout. Reckon they were ai . right. BN </p>
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 320201 ~ f 2%  TEE ~ GIRL   An interview with Laura Sorrell, 72 years old, o b 20? Battle Street, Raleigh. The story is her mother s.    UM1 mammy, Virginia ~irns, wus borned in F ~yetteville, Cumberland County . She never knowed her parenta. an   frum de f~st she can tmember she is a bound girl.   ~Frum de f st she could tmember she wus bound out ter a Mis  Frizelle what beat her, give her scraps lak a dog, an  make her w~k lak a mari. Dey eben r .kes her git on de well sweep an  go down in de well an  clean hit out. She said dat she wus skeerd nigh ter death.    She wiis a grown woman when she  cided .dat she cantt ~ stand de treatment no mo   . She has cut wood since she wus big enough ter pick up de axe an  she makes up her nun  ter quit. ~  uDey wus a-~fixin  ter chain her up an~ beat her lak  dey usually done when she  eides ter go away. She has ter go den or take de whuppin  an  she ain t got time ter make no plans.  S ItFuSt she runs ter ~ de Marster  s bedroom an  slips  on a pair of his oie shoes, den she goes out ter de big chicken house back of de barn. She hyars de Marster a callin  fer her  fore she git~ ter de woods so she runs back an   S. hides in de chicken house. ~ O      L </p>
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29~  ttDey calls an  dey calls, an  de chickens cornes ter  . de roost but she lays low an   doan make no fusa, so dey goes on ter sleep. She hyars de folkses a_calilnt her but she lays still, den she sees de torches what dey am usein  ter find her an  she thanks God dat she ain t in de woods. Atter awhile she thinks dat she can sneak out, but she hyars de  bayin  of de bloodhoun s in de swanp so she lays still.    Hit am four o clock  fore all gits quiet. She knows  dat hit ani safe ter go now, case she has done hyard Mister  ~ Frla.elle an  one of de patterollers &amp; teikin  as dey goes back ter de house. Dey  eides ter go home an  start out a.g in de nex  ~ bright an  early.   tlMarm1W~ ~ skeerd pink but she knows dat unless she am  keerfu3.. dey ein gwine ter ketch her. She lays still till daybreak den she flies fer de woods. n ~t se hyard  niamrny say dat dem nights she slept in d.e  woods wus awfuL She d find a cave sometimes an  den ag ifl she  d sie ep in a holler log   but she said dat ever   time de hoot owls holler or de shivering owls shiver .dat she d cower down an~ bite her tongue ter keep frum screamin .    She said dat de woods wus full of snakes an  hit wus near  bout two weeks  fOre she got ter Guilford County. She had s told what 3he e t on d e way dar   an   dat   t been much so she wus weak.      One day she crept outen dewoods an.  look roun  her . . a&amp; ~ hit bein  in July, she spies a~ watermillion patch. She ~ ; . . .   . . . . . .   . . . . . ... ~ ~. . . . : .  . . </p>
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298  looks roun  an  den flies out dar an  picks up a big million, den she shakes a leg back ter de woods.   While she wus settin  dar eatin  de watermillion a  young white man comes up an  axes her her business ant she, seem  dat he am kind-.~lookin , tells hirn her story.  ttShe fully tspecks him ter turn her ober ter ~e sheriff  but  stid of dat he tells her dat his name am Dajilel Green, ant dat he arii a Union sympathizer, an  den he takes her ter some colored folkses house.  HDese colored folkses am named Berry an  my manimy am  stayin  dar when ~he falls in love wid ~ ~ paw, Jake Sorrefl, an  marriez him.    She aintt never been ter dances an  sich before but now she goes some, an  hit wus at one of dese dances whar she met my paw. V~hen she gits engaged ter him she won t  let hirn kiss her till she axes Marster Daniel iffen she can marry him. Y   see siTe WUS wuckin  fer i~ rse Dan.   LtW~~ll he give his consent an  dey wus married. Dey  had me soon, case I wus eight months old when de Yankees come, an  we wus freed by de law. .   My mammy an   paw had a hard time do   d ey am   t had  but us two chilluris   but dey manage s ter feed us . all right.  Dey wus superstitious an  paid de witch doctor. a right smart ter keep off de witches but jist de same we got along well as most folks eben dot we did have ter eat hard tack an  black  molass s fer seberal years atter de war.~  ~ . L~  . </p>
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320087 RIA SORRELL    97 years old. 536 E. Edenton Street, Raleigh, N. C.    HI ~jist lak three years of b in  one hundred years old. I be1on~ed to Jacob Sorrell. His wife wus named Elizabeth. My a~e wus give to me by Mr. Bob S~rre1I, the only one of oie rnarster1s ehilluns dat is 1ivin~ now.    Dey had four boys   i~arc fliers    ob   Adoiphus and Dr. Patrick Sorrell. Dey had three ~girls, Averada an  two. udder ones dat died  fore dey wus named. I ~ born on marster s plantation near Lee~sville, in Wake County. Dats b~en a long time ago. I can~t git around now lak I could when I wus on de plantation.   t*Der  wus tbout twenty-~five slaves on de place an   rnarster jist wouldn t sell a slave. When he whupped one he didn t whup much, he wus a good man. He seemed to be  . sorry everytime he had to whup any of de slaves.. His wife  wus depure deMi, she jist joyed whuppin  Negroes. Shewus tall an1 spare~mad  wid black hair an  eyes. Over both~her eyes wus a bulge place in her forehead~ Her eyes set way back in her head   ~Her j aws were large lak a man   s an  her chin s tuck up   Her mouth wus larg e ~xi   her lips thin ant seemed to be closed lak she had sumpt~n  in her mouth most   . allde ti~ie~ . . ~narster oo~ne ter towii~he raised oie sora~h wid  ~ a ~ Wh~pped all she e ould while marster ~vu~ gone. </p>
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-2-   She tried to boss marster ~ut he wouldn t allow dat. He kept her from whuppin  many a slave. She jist wouidntt feed a slave an~ when she had her way our food v~tis bad. She said underleaves of couards wus good enough f~or slaves. Marster took feedin  in his hands an  fed us plenty at times. He said people couldn1t work widout. i  . tIQ~r houses wus good houses, ~case marst~ seed to it  ~Ley wus fixed right. We hadgood beds an~ plenty ofkiver. De houses wus called de nigger houses . Dey wus  bout t WO i~undred yards from. de bi~ house . Our houses had two rooms   an  marster1s had seven rooms. ttVIe didnt t have any overs e ers   rnarstex~ said he didn t  believe in  em a&amp; he didn1t want  ny. De oldest slaves on the place woke us up in the morning, an  acted as forern  i. Marster hardly ever went to de field. He tole Squire Holnian an  Sam Sorrell   two oie slaves     what he wanted don  an    dey     tole us an  we done it. I worked at de house as nurse ant house girl most of de time.   Mother an  father worked ir  de field. ~other vms named Judy an~ father wus named Sam. You sees father wus  a s lave for ernan . Mars t er bought Squir e Lto lman from   de Hol~ mans an  let him kee~ Ms name. Dats why he wus called dat. ~We worked from sunup till sunset wid a rest spell at  1~ o c~Ockof two hours. Hegiveus holIdays to rest.in.  ~. ~ ~ . ;. ~ : ~ ~  . .~ . ~ . . ~ . ~.:    . </p>
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Dat wus Christmas, a week Off den, den a day every month, an  all Sundays. He said he wus a Christian an  he believed in  . ~:~1vin  US a chance. Marster died of consumption. He give us  patches ant all dey made on it. He give slaves days off to  work dere patches.   ~   UI shore believes marster went to Heaven, but missus, well I don t know. Don  know ~out her, she~wu~ so bad. Shewould hide her baby s cap an  tell nie to find it. I ~ I couldn t fin  it, she whupped me. She would call niarster, an  I dom  de best I could to please her, an1 say come here ~Tacob an  whup dis nigger, hut marst~: paid no attention to her. He took our part. Many wus de rneaI~ he give us unbe~ k~nown~ to his wife. Dere wus no znixin  white an  black on marster s place, no sir, nothin  lak dat. He wus lak a father~ to us. Sometimes he brought hog haslets an  good things tode nigger house an  tole us to cook it. Whe. : it wus done he come ant e::t:.aU he wanted, got up an  said,  I m goin  how,  an  you didntt see him no niore till next day.  ~ UWe had prayer meetin  anytime an  we vient tothe white    .. folks church~ Dere wus no whiskey on de place, no, fl9 honey, no whiskey. Now at corn shuckints dey had a big supper an~ ~ all et all dey ~apted. I ll tell you Jak  Sorrell ~4us. all right. W~ didn t have any dances no time. Some nichts  ~ mars ter would e onie. to our cab ins, .. e all us al 1 into one of  em an p~y wid ti.s.. He stood up ~~xi de floor an  tole usall to  ~ . be good an pray. I saw him d1~. I saw him w~e~ de~breath ~   ~   .   . ~ ~ . . . . . ~. .. .~ .. ~ : .  ~. .. ~ . .. . . . . . . .~ . . ~ </p>
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went out of him. De last word he said wus,  Lord do your will, not mjne.  Den he breathed twice an  wus no mo1. ~ .   ~1Missus died since de surrender, when she got sick she sent for me to g o an~ wait on h r . I went an1 leaned her lak a baby, waited on her till de evenin  she died dat night. I went off dat evenin  late to spend de ni~ht an~ next rnorni&amp; when I got dere she wus dead. I jist couldnTtrefuse missus when she sent for me even if she.had treated me bad.  .  My grandmother wus as white as you is.   She wus Lottie  Sorrell. Marster bought my grandmother. I do not know  ny ~randfatherts nam .. G  andmother wus a cook an~ she tole me Ulereason she wus so white wus~eauae she stood over de fire so muc~i.~ Ha, ha , dats what she tole me. She had long straight  hair. I  members her well. ~ ~ ~.   ttYes I  members de Yankees . De Southern, our folks   wus  in front. Dey  ome alOng a road ri~:ht by our house. Our folks.  .   wus ~~0j~t on an  de Yankees right behind. You could hear ~th sho tin  .    .~ Dey  called it skirmishin  . It wus ramm  an otir folks wus goint through de mud an  siu~h. Dey had wagins an~ some ~  ~ld~ sa~r,  grive up, drive up, GoCdarrth  t1drive up, de  ~ damn Y~~es right behind us.   ~ey had turkeys  L~ chickens on de wa~  ns ~ a ~ ~ oWa re ~ Dey got things out ~f de   ho~  ~ ~ ~ ant took de stock. Dey searched de houses ~n  took de quilts an ~ sheets an ~ things. </p>
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.-5~   wus a time. Dey took a1~ dey could find an~ dere want much left when all got through. De Yankees poured out lasses an  stompeddown thin~s deycould not carry off. I wus afraid of de Yankees. Dey come up an  said,  Haint you got some money round here?  I tole  e~ I knowed nothin1 about money. Dey called me auntie an  said  Auntie tell us whar de money is, you knows.   I says    Dey don t let me see everythThg a round here, ~o dat dey don1t.  . L~Then dey tole us we wus free ~e stayed right on wid  rnarster. We got crackers an  meat from de Yankees an  when de cr*p wus housed in de fall m~ster ~ve us part of all we made. We come to Raleigh on a oie steer cart to git our crackers an  meat dat wus our  Lowance. We stayed at marster s till father died. I married there. We finally moved to the Page ~)lace tbout eleven miles north of Raleigh. We ~ been farmin  wid de white folks eher since, till we ~ot so we couldn~t work. UI married Buck Sorrell since de surrender. We had four boys an~ two girls, six children in all. Dey are all dead,  cept one, her name is Bettie. She works at Dr. Rogers~.   Dr Young looked after us when we wu~3 sick. Uflere wus one thing dey wouldn1t allow, dat wus books ant  . papers~ I ca~~ read ~n~  write. ~ I heard talk of Abraham Lincoln  .1~ comm1 ~ through when talk of de war corne tbout. Dey metS, him  . ~fl :~JeffDaVi$, inSo~th Carolina. ~ Lincoln ~said, te.ff Davis, ~ let d~m niggers go f~ee,  ~sff Davis tole him you can t make ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ . </p>
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us give up our property.  Den de war started. -~6~   A lot of de niggers in slavery time wurkedso.hard dey said dey hated to see de sun rise in de mornin . Slavery wus abad thin&lt;~, tcause some white folks didn t treat dere ni~~gers  right. $1  L~ . ~ S S </p>
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z~: 4)i~fl~) . ~ ~ 3O~   cHAN:gY SPElL  An interview with Chaney Spell, 10 . years old, Contena Heights   Wilson   North Carolina.      n ~ really doan know who my first marster ~ wus   case I has been sold an  hired so much since den. I~ reckin dat I wus borned in Ne~w Hanover er Beaufort County an  I wus sold rust time in my mairimy s ~arns~   We wus sold ter a man in Carteret County and from dar de speculators took me ter Franklin County. I wus SOIL ter a Mr. McKee an  dat   s de f\ist thing dat I tm~bers.    I doan   member anything   bout maw   e ept dat dey called her Sal an  dat she died years an  years ago. I reckin dat I once had a pappy, but I am ~ t neber seed him.    Marster McKee wus mean to us   ~ an  we alu   t had nothin  to eat nor we~ halt of de time. We wus beat fer ever  little thing. He owned I reckiri. two er three hund~et slaves ~ he had four overseers. De overseers wus mean an  dey  often beat slaves ter death.    I worked in de house   sometime   round de t ble,  I ain t got so much ti eat.    When word come dat we wus~ to be so ~d I we glad as I could be. Dey toi  me dat de inarster has gambled </p>
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 a. 308  aWa~ his monj ant lost ever thing but a few: slaves. Later I learned dat he had lost me to a. Mr.~ H~ t~an in Nash County.    Marse Sid. Hartman wus good as he could be   sometimes his overseers wuan t but when he Thun  it out he let dem go.  Marse Sid ain t got  but one weakness an  dat am pretty yaller gals. He just can  t desist dem at all. F naI1y MIs  Mary found it out an  it pretty near broke her heart.  De oie marster, Marster Sid ,s daddy, said dat long as he could ride a hose he could look ~ out tex~ de plantatiox~. so Marse Sid took Mis  Mary to de mountains.    Soon atter dey went away de war broke an  oie marster wus right busy, not dat de slaves ain t stuck to him but de Yankees won t let dem stick. When ~arse Sid an  Mis   Mary tome home de war wus closin   an  dey has lost dere slaves~. De slave s still loves   em   ~ dey goes over an ~ eleans house an   fixe s fer de young f  Ike.    Atter de ~ ~ I married Lugg Spell an  we had five chiliuns. He   a been dead dese many years an  I   se worked, worked an  worked to raise de chiUuns.. I has been on charity a long time now, a long time.           I~, </p>
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~u) ~ 31()  A ~JLA~TERY FAMILY    An interview with Tanner Spikes, 77 years o  age, Of 43 EDagg Street, Raleigh, North Carolina.    lIb:;y mammy had fifteen chilluns which wus all borned on Doctor Fab ~~aywood ~s plantation here in Wake County. My mammy tlonged ter him, but my daddy  longed ter a  ~. Wiggins in Pasquotank County. 1 think that Dr. ~a3rwood nought him just tfore de war. Anyhow, we took de name of Jiggins.   11iv ammy s n~zne wus Lucinda an  par1 r s name ~ vus Osburn. I doai  member seeinr many Yankees on Dr. Haywood s place. I doan reckon many corned dar. Anyhow, we had a gyard.   III  members a corn shucking what happened  fore de war vTus over, an  what a time dem niggers did have. Dey kisses when dey fin  a red year an  atter dat :..ey pops some pop~ corn an  dey dances ter de music of~de banjo which Uncle Jed am a~Dlayin ~ Dey dances aU night de best I can  member.   III seed a few Yankees, but dey wus just lookin  fer  something ter eat. We a.intt knowed nothin   bout freedom, but de ~(ankees toi  us dat we ort ter be free, dey also said dat we ort ter have meat an  stuff in de smokehouse. My niarnrny sez dat dey ain t got good sense an  she teils marse what dey said. </p>
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2.  ttDe ~ Yankees has done tuck all de rations so dar ain t riothin  lef  fer de nigger~ ter take but m~nmy tells Marse Haywood what dey se z anyhow. ~MarGe daywood sez dat 1ff en he ketch any niggers in his smokehouse dat hetli skin tem alive~ i~Ie also sez dat we ain t free a&amp; dat we ain t never gwine ter b e free.    De next year, atter de war, wus a hard year. Vie ain t had nothin  ter eat but hard2tack an   lasses a&amp; sometimes not half enough of dat. 14r pappy still farmed fer i~iarse ilaywood, but hit ~dntt as good as it is in slavery days.   Seberal years atter dat, ~thile we wus livin  on Davie  ~ Street, I met Frank Spikes an  I married him. I can t tell   yot much  bout our 1ove~makin  case hit warn t much, but he always called me  honey gal~ an  he axed me ter marry him in de kitchen vthile I wus washint dishes. He jist puts his arms  round me an  he sez., ~I wants ter marry yo    . honey gal~     Well we gits married by de Baptist preacher in Raleigh ~  fifty odd years ago an~ we lives tergether till dis past  ~   Li~arch, when he diese ~ .    Other boys eome~ ter see me but I ain t loved none of dem but Frank. He ain t never whupped me but onet an  dat wus fer sassin  him, an  I reckin dat I neeaed dat.  ttWe had five ehulluns an ~ I   se ~yin    wid my daughter  ~iiioe ~e died, but I misses hir~i~ yes maxn~ I misse~~ him purty a~u14  ~..  ~ ~ .~ ~ ~ ~ </p>
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4  320113 ~ . 313  ANNIE. STEPEENSON 80 years old 1813 Rosewood Ave. Richmond, Va~  Now at 717 Saundert s Stre ~t Raleigh, N. C.   UI wus born in Hilisboro, N. C. I  longed to Charles liolman and my missus wus named Rachel. He owned~a plantation near Hjllsboro. it wus a mighty big plantation in Orange County, an  he had a good many slaves on dat place. We had tolerable  good food ant log cabins and clothes dat you wove in de loom. ~ ~ Home1~.wove e loth. We had. no feather bed. . ~e did not know nuthin  tbout feather beds. slaves like dat had bunks an  some slept on de floor. We went barefooted most of the time. Slave shoes had wooden bottoms on  em Chilluns wus not give shoes at our place till dey wus big enou~gh to work.   HI  m~ber ~eein  de Yankees. Dey i~rore blue clothes an, had brasa buttons on  em. De only work I done wus to sweep yards an  nurse small chilluns. I done very little heavy work.  ~ My rnother wus named Nicy Ol~an ant she worked in d e fi eid. .  . father wus named Biliy ~i.:::g2, cause he  1o~ed to the &amp;~iggs   f mily. I do not  member seem  my father but one time. I   never seen a slave sold or whupped   but I heard tell of it . i  ~ mother tole me  bout marster whuppin  so severe. We had a rough :: b~sa. ~ He had two colored foremen~. Dey were slaves who tlonged   to inar~ter. </p>
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314:   tiDere wus no patches allot ed to any of the slaves, an   none of   em had any money. ~ UWe wus not allowed to have any prayer rneeti.~n s. Mother  said she never knowed one on de plantation. ~1Dere wus a lot of talk  bout de patterollers but marster  done 1~ s own akit around . He done a lot of eavesdroppin   . My ~nother said when dey thort he wus asleep he v~ us awake. He wus strict on his slaves an  I didn t -know what church wus. No books of any kind wus allowed to slaves an  I can t read an  write.   ttThey give t~. o days Christmas . Mother said dat had always~ been marster s rule.  Ill  ~ pernber de cornshuckints. Dey lasted two or three days.  ~ Dere wus enough slaves to shuck de corne D y had plenty of . cIder at corn shuckin s an  a lot bet~ ter thin~gs to eat den at.  other times. ~k~rster made corn, peas, an  tobacco on de farm, mostly corn. Dey had. plenty hogs an  dat wus a time when dey killed  em. Dryin  up de fat for lard, triir.rnin  an  saltin  de meat an  chitlins. De hog guts wus called chitlins. Slaves wus allowed to eat meats as soonas de hogs wus gutted. Deywus allowed to boil some lean parts of de meat an  eat it at de kuhn s.    die played base an  hide an  jumpin  when I wus a chile .    ~hen we got right smart an  sick we had a doctor. When we wus not mighty sick, we took tea made of catnip, sassafras,  . an  ro9ts. ~  ~ ::  ~ ~ tt~y~!s, I  iiiember when dey to~.~us we wus free . Mother got ;~.:..Up de chilluns to leave. She got just a few clothes~ ~ I mexnber </p>
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 3-. seem  ray uncle come to de house an  put u-o de horse. ~e put tj~ ~ in de stable an  we all lef  together. We went to r~y uncle  bout  ~ five miles away on his marster s ~1antation. His marster wus  ~ named H~arvey Roundtree. ~~ie stayed there three weeks, den we  ~ went to a white man s place, Bill Gates. We stayed there several years. L.lother had six chilluns. Three vms boun  out for dere  victuals an  clothes an  three wus with her.  UWe come to wake County when I wus fully grown. We come  in a covered wagon. I saw father One time to tmember ~jj~j~ ~ died ~::efore de war closed, an  mother never married again. We went to Mr. Jeff lJpchurch of Wake County ~  worked on his farm. We stayed there ten or twelve years an  I married while we v~s there . I married Albert ~tepher1son.. . We stayed ri~:ht on there about six years after w  :m~i~ried. We then went to I~. Lonni.e Stephen s place, the man who onct owned my husband s father. We stayed there two years workin  as day hands, then we rented a farm from ~r. Joe Smith. D1~ wus de f~u~t time any of us had ever farmed for ourselves. We kept it up until old age made us unable to farm an  all de chilluns haa got grown an  left us.  trWe had thirteen chilluns, an  six is livin  yet~ Ivry husband died two years ago dis commt August.   ttSlavery from what I knows an  whats been tole -me wus a ~~ighty bad thing. Don . see how some of de slaves stood it. I never did mm  work but I is unable to work now. I has got a good will but I is worn out. De only way I lives is by gem   round ~ my people . I have no home of my own   </p>
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320004  SAI~JL T . STEWART    ttMy name is Sain T. Stewart. I was born in Wake County, ~orth Carolina Dec. 11, 18b3. M~  father was aslave, A. h. ~tewart, be1ongin~:~ to James Arch Stewart, a slave owner, whose plantation was in Wake County near what is now the ~jarnett County line of Southern Wake. Tiresa~was my mother s ilame. James Arch Stewart, a preacher, raised ir~y father, ~ut my mother was raised by Lorenzo Franks, a Quaker in iake County. When I was two years o1~ James Arch Stewart sold my father to speculators, and he was shipped to Miss~ i.ssippi. I was too young to know my father.    The naines of the speculators were~Carter Harrison, and--.~, and a man named Roulhac. I never saw my father a~ain, but I heard from him the second year of the sur~ render, through his brother and my aunt. My father died. in I~i ississippi. ttThe speculators bought up Negroes as a drover would  buy up mules. They would get them together by  N gro drivers , as the white men employedby the.speculators were called . Their naines were   ~ -Jim Harris of Raie 1gb, and ~-yes   Dred~ Thomas, who lived near Holly Sprix~s in Wake County . Wagon trains carried   the rations on the trip to Mississippi. The th~ivers would not start until </p>
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 2. 3:18   they had a large drove. Then the slaves were fastened to~ ~etIier with chains. The chain was run between them, when they had been lined up like soldiers in double file. A small chain was attached to a Negro on-  tiie left and one to the Negro on the right and fastened. to tii  main chain in the center . Billy Askew was another speculator . He lived on the corner of Salisbury and Carharrtts street in Haleigh. Sometimes as many as thirty slaves were carried in a drove. They walked to L~ississiDpl. UIVLY orothers and sisters are dead. Down on the ~ian~  tat:Lons ou~r houses were built of ~ ~s daubad with mud, v~ith a rived board (split ~ board) . I had ~ood beds    ;ood clothes, and plenty to eat. ~Je made itand we ate it. ~hen a slave owner treated his slaves unusually ~:ood some other slave owner would teil hmni that he was raisin~~ slaves v ho would rise against him. Lorenzo Franks, who owned me and my mother, was a ~~aker. He treated ills slaves  unusually weil. He would not sell any of them. His brother was an Iron Side Baptist preacher, and he would teI~1 his brother he was raising slaves who would rise against him. Franks owned seventeen slaves. I don t know ho~ many Stewart . owned . -~-- -   :  r%~~ ps(c~   tt1 did farm work in slavery time   I earned no  money. except what we made on patches. These patches were given to myrnother by my master,. ~ W  caughtbirds and    ~   .   </p>
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 3. 319  c~ame~ sent lt to town, and sold it   or money. We cau~ht birds and tartridges in traps. Cur master would ~rir~ them to town, sell them ifor us, and ~:ive us the money. ~e had   :~ lot of POSSU1TIS and other game to eat. We got our food out of the:big garden planted for the whole shebang. W~y master overseered his tilantation.    We didn tthink much of the poor white rran. He was down on us. He was driven to it, by the rich slave owner. The rich slave owner wouldn~ let his Ne~roes sociate with ~oor white folks. Some of the slave ~owners, when a poor white rnants land joined theirs and they wanted his place would have their Negroes steal things and carry them to the poor white man, and sell them to him. Then the slave owner, knowing where the stuff was, (Of course the slave had to do what his master told him. ) would go and fThd his things at thepoor white man s house. Then he would claim it   and take out a wr it for hirn   but  ~ie would ~ ive him a chance. He would tell him to sell out to hirn, and leave, or take the consequences. Thatts the way some of the slave owners got such large tracks of lands.   ~ free Negro was a child by a white man anda colored woman~ or a white woman and a Negro slave . ~ A   child by a white man and a Negro woman was set free when the man got ready. Sometimes he gave the free Negro slaves. Oscar Austin, an issue, was set free. and given slaves by his master and daddy. Old man Oscai  Austin lived by the </p>
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4.  depot in Raleigh. He is dead now~. .   .  ~Then a child by a Negro man slave ax  a white woman arrived he could ~ot be made a slave, but he was bound out until he was 2.1 years old. The man, whoever wanted him, had him bound to him by the tourts aid was his gardeenuntil he was 21 years old. He could not be made a slave if he was born o ~ a free woman. Ther% were 4ails for slaves called dungeons; the windows were srnalla Slaves were put into jail for misdemeanors until cour~ vras held1 but a whiteman could not be kept there over 30 days without giving bond.. Whites and s~.aves were kept in the same jail house, but in separate rooms~    11They tever taught me to re*d and nite; and most slaves who got any reading and wrjt~ng certainly stole  it. There were rules against slaveshaving. books. if th patt 9llers .  cauflt us with books they would whip . us . There ~ were ~ whippftg posts on the plantation but patter-  oilers tied Negroes across fences to ~ whip them. ~ There  :   was no church on the .. plantation. : ~ had prayer meetings  ~ .. inthecabiias. .:We.had...big:tirnesat eor .shuek~ugsand  ~ dwz. itti J*d .~ple4ty~of apple and pee~h brandy ~  ~ .tut~irety tetgot dflfl)~N1~l zaeversaw a n2ggerdrunk uxttil after the surrepdtn ~ ite went to the white folks ~  church. l  were partitiozwl Gff in the church.   s l*. t s~  J \ </p>
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( ~ 5. 0 ~32I  ~The patteroliers visited our house every Saturday  night, generally. We set traps to catch the patteroflers. Ti-i  patterollers were poor white rnen~ We stretched ~rape vines across the roads, then we would run from them. They would follow, and get knocked of~ their horses. I knew~many of the patterollers. They are mostly dead. T~eir children, who are living now in Wake County and Raleigh, arerny best friends, and I will ther~ore not tell who they were. I was caught by the patterollers in Raleigh.  ~tI. would have been whipped to pieces if it ha n t  been for awhite boy about my a~e by the name of Thomas ~ii1son. He told them I was his nigger, and they let me ~:o. We had brought a load of lightwood splints in bundles to town on a steer cart~ This was near the close of the war. ~e hadsold out one load of splints and had been paid for them in Cbnfederate nioney~ Vie had several bills. ~ went into a bar and bought a drink, each paying one dollar a drink., o~ two dollars for two small drinks. The bar was in the house where the Globe Clothing Store is now ~Iocated on the corner of Wilmington and Exchange  ~ ~ Streets. ~ tTust as ~I :swalo~dmy drink a constable gx~abbed me h  b&amp;~~~ ~.:i~Je~ri~ck, and started with me to the  ~. guard h trs .:~ ~ e   where ~ t~ ~r done their whippin  ~ flown ~ at the    ~   j </p>
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6.   guard houae I~i.ck Denton, the bar tender, told Thomas ~ i1son tGo, tell the constable that is your niggert. Thomas c~in~ running up crying, and told the constable I was his nigger. The constable told him to take me and carry me on home or he wo~id whip both of us. We then hitched oui  ox to the cart and went home.     ~hen I was a child I :olayed marbles, tHafl over1, ~nd bandy, a garne t~layed like golf. In striking the bail  O ~ knocked it at each other. Before we hit the ball we viould cry,  Shins, I cry1, then we would knock the ball  at our piaymates~  ~ometfr~e we used rocks for balls. O ~We  got Christmas holidays from Christmas to New   Years day. This was also a time when slaves were hired out or sold. You were often put on th~ auction block at Christmas. There was a whipDing post, an auction block, and jail located on Court Hotise Square where the news stand is now located on Fayettev.ille Street. There was a well in the yard.   O   ~We were treated by doctors v/hen sick. We were ~ O given lots of herbs. O  00 ~  do not believe in ghosts. O ~ O  0,0 ~I d~~d not feel ~uc~i elated over hearing I ~as .~.. free, lowasafraid ofYapJ~~ee soldiers. Our mistress  told us we were free. I farmed first year after th~e  *0     ~   L~~*0O~100 I ~ </p>
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326  (i  tiTheelerts ~ee1erts cav~ aI~ry,~\. t~ Marchin  on de battlefield \ Wheeler s Wheeler s Cav~a1--ry J I Marchint on de battlefield. /    It wuz really a gerne we Dlayed, while we marched an  oranced ant beat on tin pans, De missus ain t carin  case we~ is beint true ter de south she thinkw~. Shucks we aoan care nothint  bout ~eeIer.  cept what we hyar, an dat e~ir1t so good. We doan keer  bout de Yankees nother, case we is skeered of dem.   nI hyard LS~~rowfl folkses praisen  LlflCOifl but I ~ n know much  bout him. I doan know nothin  much tbout none of~ it, but I does know dat~ It w z on a Sunday dat de picket wuz lookin  fer Wheeler an  dat we wuz playin  hide an  seek . . ~                 -. . ~ </p>
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32022S (~~)  . WILLIAM SYKES   Ex-Slave Story   An interview with William Sykes 78, of State prison, Raleigh, N. C. . ~     .       My mammy Martha an~ me we  longed ter Mister ~Toshua Long in Martin County, an  my paw, Henry t1o~ed ter Squire    1~n Sykes in Tyrell County . Squire Sykes liv ed in what  ~ wus called Gum Neck, ant he owned a hundert slaves or more  an   a whol e pas s e I of lan ~.    tI lived wid my rnanm~y in Martin ~ounty from de fust  dat I could  member, me an  my brothers, Henry, Benjamin ant Columbus, an  my sisters Hester, Margaret, Lucy an  Susan.   t1~ doan tmernber so much what happen  fore de war, of course, but I does  member a heap c: ~ little things. I knows dat Mister Long an  PLis   Catherine wus g ood te~ us an  I  members dat de food an  de clothes wus good ant dat dar wus a heap o  ftn on holidays.      Most o   de holidays wus celebrated by eatin  candy, dririkint wine   ant brandy .   Dar wus a heap t dancifl  ter de music of banjoes ant h~t slappin .    We had COtfl ~huckin s, an  prayer rneetin ~, an  </p>
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329  sociables an  slngin s. I went swimrnin  in de crick, went wid oie Joe &amp;~own~ a~possum huntin , an  coon huntin , an  I sometimes went a-.fishin .  tl~en de Yankees corned dey corne a tearint, Dey ain t  done so bad in our neighborhood, ease hit wa rn t so  \iIl of de  infernal Rebs 0, as de Yankees said. Dey tooked de bes  o  ~ ebertthir~g dot but dey ain t doiLn  scr much deruction. Dey eben buyed terbacker from my mammy, an  d. ey paid her a dollar an  fifty cents a pound, stirn an  all.    Dey paid her wid shin plasters, which wus green paper money, an  de ftist dat eber I seed.   ~V1e slaves wus skeerd o   d ~e Yankees   an  fer some reason I ~ot sent ter paw at Squire Sykes  house in Tyrell County. ~ ttsqufre Sykes e orne stompin  in one day an  he s ays ter  my paw, ~Henry, d~n damm Yankees am commt t~r take n~y niggers  way from me, an  I ain t gwine ter stan   ~er hit nother. Le s you an  me take dese niggers an  march straight ter  de Blue Ridg e mountains   an   up dar in dem mountains dar won t be no trouble, case dey won t dare come up dar atter     Wa?   we got on de march fer de mountains an   . we in~ ch on ter ~Tudge C1ayto~i I!oore s grandfather s place in Mitche1,~L County, whar we camps fer seberal day8. </p>
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~3- 33f)    While we wus dar one day, an  vthile Mr. Jim Moore, de Jedge ~s daddy am in town de missus axes my co sin J ne ter do de washint.  ~ tt~e says dat she has got ter do her own washin  ~n  dat shetil wash fer de missus termorrer. De missus says  you ain t free yit, I gants you ter know.    .   . n   :i: knows dat I  s no t but I I s gwJine ter b e fre e , Jane says .    De missus a in   t said a word de n, but late Sadday night ~ Jim he comes back from town an  she tells him  bout hit.  ttMr . Juli am some mad an   he takes Jane out on Sunday ~  mornin  an  he beats her till de blood runs down her back. ~De patterollers wus thick dein days, M ~. Joe Jones  wus our regular patteroller an  he gibe us d  very debil. UA few days atter ~Tane got her beatin  we marches away.  De wimen am left at Jamesville but us mens an  bt~y~, we marches on ter ~incombe County an~ we ain t seed no mo  Yankees. ~ .   ~  Atter de war my paw wi  man~uyOnt ter live on ~ . Moore1 s plantat ion an  we had a hard time. A whole h ap  - oI~ times I has had n thin  ter eat but one cupful o  peas an ~ a hunk of e o   nbread all d ay ~ 1or~g   A whit e lady   Mis  </p>
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-4- 33   Dou~Ias give me a quart of milk eber Sunday) but Lhad ter walk three miles fer hit.    We ain~t wucked none in slavery days ter what we done atter de war   an  I wisht dat de good oie slave days wus back.    Dar  s one thing   we oie niggers wus raised right ant de young niggers ain ~t. Iffen I had my say~so dey d burn down de nigger s chools   gibe dem pic~anninies a good spankint an  put tern in de patch ter wuck, ain t no nigger got no business wid no edgercation nohow. .    ~Yes um, dey says dat I is a murderertt. Uncle William stroked his long white beard.   I runned from dis young nigger seberal times, an  I wus tryin  ter run wid my knife what I had been whittlin   wid open in my an. I wus skeerd nigh ter death, so when he grabs me I throw up my han   s ant in a minute he fa11~   I breshes de blood offen my coat, thinkint dat he has hurt me, ant I sees de blood pourint from de jugular vein.  ~ t,1 has sarved ten months o   my sentence which deyS  gived me, three ter five years fer manslaughter; what could I do? I stood up an  I said,  Thank you, JedgeV  L.E. </p>
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 32c3226 . 333  AN~N~ TATE . .  Ex-Slave Story  An Interview with Annie Tate 73 o ~ 624 5   Harr ington Street, Raleigh, N. C.   tu wuza year old when de war wuz ober but of course I am   t knowin   nothin     bout slav ery ~ e ept what my maiimy said   an  dat am   t so much .   PI reckon dat it wuz a brother of Calvin Jones dat my mairimy belonged ter, anyhow, lt wuz at Wake Forest. My mammy wuz Rosa Jones till she married Phil Perry, my pappy.   ~ My mamrny s mammy, who also belorged ter de Jones family killed herself  cause dey sold her husban . Manuny said dat she wuz eight or ten years old at de time.   ttold marster wuz very fondS of my grandpaw ant he   wouldn t  low de oberseer ter beat him, but oie marster went ~ ~ off on a trip an  he left young marster in charge of de big   farm an  de whole slue ~   slave s dat he owns.   UQfle day atter ole marster wuz gone de oberseer tried  ter run de hawg over gran ~ paw ant wuz cus s in  him se an  bus. Gran paw cussed back at him an  den de oberseer started te~ beat him. Gran paw drawed de hoe back ober hishaid an  tells him dat if en he come~s a step closter dat he am gwine ter bust his haid open. De oberseer comev on an de hoe  cends on his haid choppin  hit wide open. ~ </p>
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334   n 01e xna.vster am   t dar s o young niarste~. make s seberal of de slaves hold him while he lashes hirn ~rid de cowhide. He outs his back a . . ter r~~es an   den he throws him in de ~*rn, chained down ter de  .   ~Gran ma miy snuke out ter see him an  whisper ter him through de cracks   but one night she goes out dar ter de barn an   he an g one ~ She runs ter young marster an  axes him whar am grau   paw an  he tefls her dat he am sold ter a man from Mississippi an  dat if~en she whimpers ~ him sellin   de black bastard dat he will whup her   den wash her down wid vinegar, red pepper an  salt.   ttPore gran  maw am nig2i  bout crazy so she walks off   en  de plantation. Down on de aidge of de plantation runs de Neuse so gran maw gits dar   an  jumps in.    My mammy am little an  she ain t got no brothers an  sisters so de inissus takes her in de house wid her. Dey said dat de oie marster had a fit most when he tin s out  bout what been done dar while he am gone, so he am extra good ter manln3r.    At de 8urrender ~ he calls his niggers in an  he says dat he will give  em permission ter libe on de riber plantation, dey can bUIId deir ~sb~a ks dar an  live dar duHn  dare lite time   Some of dem d.~es dis  . an  fer s ebera . years dey stays on dez . Mammy said dat he toi  de Ku Kiuxes ter stay ort en his Ian  t o, d~at he could mi~age his. own nigg~~~    ~ ~ . ~ -~:-~~  j ., . . ~ </p>
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336 3?0205  R. S. TAYLOR 710 South McDowell $t~eet.     1My name is Ransom Sidney Taylor. I was borned. in s ~very the 5th day of January, 1857. Adam Taylor v~as my   father Slid Mary Taylor my nio ther . ~ My brothers were:  Wi11ia~ L, Jesse, and Louis; sisters: Virginia, Annie, and Is~be11a; all born in slavery. ~1e all belonged to JohIL Cane ~ He owned a plantati on on Ramkatte Road near Yates Mill, between. Yates Mill anc Penny 8 Mli. There ~was a whiskey still at Penny s MilL.   There were sixty slaves in all, but Marster only    ~pt seven on the plantation with him at Yates Mill.  Marster  ~ sister Mary was our mi ssus after he died.  He died be ~ore the surrender. The war was going on when.  he died   He was a Northern man   His s ister came down to the f~meral from~ New York and then went back, then she came back to settle ~up the estate, ~he stayed here a long tinie thea. She told all the slaves they were free. That was about the close of the war. .   !Marater John Cane was buried in the Catholic Graveyard in Raleigh. His wife had d~ied in the North, 80 1fl~   x~o.~er t Id ins . We kad plenty oi~ something to eat   b eans   peas   butter milk and butter and molasSts </p>
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2. 33~  and plenty o  f1our~ We made the wheat on the plantation and. o ther things to eat. We didn   t bave clothe a like they have now but we had. plenty o  good and warm wove C lathe s   Our ah oe s had wo oden bottoms, but were all right.    we had prayer meetings on the plantation. ai4 at time s we went to the white ~o Ikt church . )~tars.ter was a Catholic, but we went to the. . Methodist Church, Edenton Street Methodist Church. My inarster would not allow ~ one to whip his Negroes. If they were to be whipped he did ithimse 1 and the licks he gave them would not burt &amp;.~ea. ~ He. rn good to all of us and we all loved hifl.   !We called our parent$ pappy and ma~nmy most o.  the time . My xnarster looked like you   j es   the ~ same complection and about your size. Re weigh.e~ ai oun~. 200 pounds. had curly hair like youx~s and was almost always smiling like yoa. My marate3~ was an Irishman from the North.. Mother and father said he was one o  the best white men that ever lived~ I remember seem.  b~im sett4n    . the poxbcb In his large atm chair. He called nie 1Lor~nieR, a niek~e. ~e called me a lot to brush off his shoe&amp;.  I loved .~jrj~ he was sc~ good.    .  . . Oux ~ overseer ~ .. was named John. K. Whitelaw. :ae got killed at. the Rock ~arx.. near the Federal Cemetery .. when.  . li,.,., ..      . .  Yates ~ll was a flour mill. . . . . </p>
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3. 338 they were carrying a boiler to the. Rock Quarry a long time after the surrender about 14 or 15 years ago. He and Joh~n were standing on the side of the boiler and the boiler turned over and killed. both of  em. Marster s overseer was bad to us after rnarster died~ Nothing we could do would suit him   and he whipp ed the Ne gro e s   We never heard. the word. Negro e s unti 1 we mov e d to Raie igh after the airrender. They called us niggers and colored folks.   EWe were darin  to bave a book to study. It was  against the Confederates  ~ rules at dat time, but marster called us in to bave prayer meeting on Sunday mornings.  ttI bave seen patterollers. Dey bad  em but not.  when my inarster was living. Dey didntt come around den, but when h  died dey corne around every night; we never knowed. when dey was comin    you know.  ttI never saw a slave really whipped. ~rster would  switch a slave sometime, but it was a matter o  nothing t cause he d idri   t hurt much.  ttWe had good houses and plenty o  gooQ places to.  sleep   and we fared fine ~ in slavery time   We called marster s house with its long porch the  dwelling house . When the Yankees came through they told us we were free and we didn  t have to work for the Johimies no more.   ~We got everything all right on the plantation near Yates Mill, then we moved to Raleigh.   My mammy belonged to old Captain Hunter before she was married to pappy. When she got married the Taylors. </p>
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 4. 339  bo~tght her, and she and pappy stayed with the Taylors. As soon as ~we got the plantation fixed up, we moved to Raleigh and ma~iy and pappy went back to her white folks,~ the Huntera. My father was a carpenter by trade., and a preacher. H . preached at St. Paul s church on the corner of Eat~ririgton and ~denton Streets. We lived in Raleigh all our lives except Annie. She went to Brooklyn,  . . ~ New York a~d died there about four years ago. ~ WI thinned corn, and turned potato vines, arid heiped look afterjarid feed th  stock. Our mar&amp;ters gave ti~ some rnoney, t i~e and ten cents at a time. That~s the only way we got any xnoxiey.    le caught rabbits   hUnting in the day time   arid  possums, hunting at night. W~e hunted on hoLidays. W  had.  holidays at la~y time, and the 4th of July. when we caught up with the wo rk we had noth Ing to do   le got Christmas holidays. .   *1 never saw a slave sold and none: never ran awa~. ~e wen ~ t fishing in SWift Creek. I never saw a Jai~ :eor slaves and never eaw any in chains.. We played push and sp~z ~9fl the plantation.  :~ ~! rnotherio~oked after most of us when we were sick.. s~ u~$ ~ herbs, and grease   and medicine the overseer ~ot ~ town. When my mother got through rubbin  you, ~u would eoo~a bewail. .~ .   :~ </p>
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 When I first saw the Yankees I was afraid of  em.  It was a curiosity to se e ~ ~ coniin  through the fields with dem guns and th irigs .   They come dovth and talked with us and told us we were free and then I was not so. scared  of  ein~.  . ~    II married Francis Lipton in 1885. 3e were married ( at the end of McDowell Street at Mr. Chester~s home. Just a quiet wedding with about 30 friends present. I d1drI~t  think a thing about slavery while we fared mighty well; bad but it was/on other plantations.  Iti cri  t know anything about B ooker T . Washington,  nor Jeffers i Davis, but I know Jim Young. He was a  Negro politician. I do not know much about Lincoln or  Roosevelt.   De1 Yankees j~~:t ~~iot hogs and cows and took every-h  thing on de plantation dey wanted. I can see  em now ninnin  chickens. Derewas an old rooster, he said, wCluck, cluck, cluck cluck, as he x~in. Dey shot his  head off and he turned soinersets awhile, and rolled over  dead.   seemed~  .ak if dem Yanke es pointed a ~ gun at  a chicken or hog dey would roll over dead. ~ Dey had live  geese tied on their hosses. One oie gander would sa~j~,  t ~iack, q~ua ?k, uack  as the h s s stepped along and  jarred him. Some o  de Yankee~zsoldiera were carrying  I The negroes interviewed frequently speak fairly correct2y at first but when they begin to t&amp;.k o~ od ti~ea lapse ii4o dialect. ~ 5. 340 </p>
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 6. 34:1  harns of hogs on deir bayonets. Dat wus a time, Lawsy, Lawsy, a time. One oie hen, she had sense   When de Yaakees were kuhn  de rest ~1 de chickens. she ran for de piney wood~s and hid dere and stayed till de Yankees left Rai eigh ;   den she come home . .Mamn~r caught her and raised &amp;~out forty chickens off her in Raleigh.       ;~  \~i~ e I~ocid ~ C(C~dw~i ~aw~ca+~ or ~a~~kaff~ i~ ~ Q~ G v yv~cr Yy~c~i. ~ Sf.P~ 5 ~ ~ ~a  ~+O~ ~ ~k ~ ~ Cq,3f~ Ckiiy~:~1 bvjfd ~ 1 </p>
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~2Ofl4 ~  ~ 34~3  .         ELIAS THOMAS          84 years of age   521 Cannon Ave .   Raie 1gb   N. C.     ~: was here when the Civil war was goin  on an  I am 84 years old. I was born in Chathain County on a plantation near I~on.cure, February 1853. . LIM1 marster was named Baxter Thomas and. missus was named  Katie   She was his wife . I dont t know my father   s name   but my mother was named Philils Thomas.   n ~ to ok a smart nigg er to know w~ho his rather was in  slave ry time   I jus t can r emeinber my xn ~ ther   I was about four or five years old when she died.   tLMy inarster s plantation was f~ust the  Thomas Place. .  There was about two hundred. acres in it with about one hun-. dred acres cleared land. He had six slaves on it.   1When I was eight years old he bought the Boylan place  about two mile s from his fir st home and he mov ed ther e . There~ was about one thousand acres of land of it all with about three hundred a ere s e leared for farming . On the Thomas plac e his  house had six rooms   on the Boylan place the house had eight  rooms. 11e brought in more slaves an~ took over all the slaves after John Boylan died. .      John Boylan never married. He was a mighty hard man to  git along with, an  Marster Baxter Thomas. was about the ozily one who couJ4 do anything with him when he had one of  i~i  r~iad </p>
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 . _2~- :344  spells. They  ~rere no blood relation but inarster got possession of his property when he died. It was fixed that way. . ttW~e caned the slave houses tJ~arterst. They were  arranged 1i1~e streets about two hundred yards on the northside of the great h use. ~    Our Thod was purty good . Our white folks used. slaves, especially the children, as they did themselvea about eatint Vie all had the same kind of~ food. All had p1exr~y of clothes.  but only one pair of shoes a year. People went barefooted a lot then more than they do now. We had good places to sleep,  straw mattresses and chickenfeather be~ :and feather bolsters. A bolster reached clear across the head of the bed.   EWe worked from sun to sun with one hour and a half to  rest at noon or dinner time. I was so small I dLd not do much heavy work. I chopped corn and cotton mostly. Th~ old slaves had patches they~tended, and sold what they made a~id had the money it brought. Ever~CJody eat out of the big garden,   both white and black alike . 01e missus wou1dn~t allow us to eat rabbits but she let us catch ai~ ~at possums. ~ didntt thave any use for a rabbit.  ~  Sometime s we cau~ fish vtith hooks in Haw River   Deep River   ars5 the Cape Fear   and when it was a dry time and the water got low we c~.ught fish in seines. ~  ~%- marster only h d two children, both boys, F  ed, and J~hn. ~robr~ was about my &amp;ge and Fred was a b ut t wo year      ~ ;~ ~ . : ~ ~   </p>
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-.3-. older. They are both dead. L~y marster never had any over~eers,I~ madeboss men out of his oldest slaves.    We thought we1l~ the poor white neighbors. We colored children took them as regular playmates. ~arster s boys played with  ein too and marster gave them all the work he could. He hired both men an women of the poor white class to work on the olantation. We all worked together . ~.Ve had a good time   We worked and san~g together and everybody seemed happy. In har-. vest time a lot of help was hired and such Iau~hing, workir~ an~ singing. Just a good time in gener~1. We sang the songs I Cros sin  over   and   Bound. for the Promised Land ~.    II never saw a jail for slaves but I have seen slaves whipped. I saw Crayton  bernathy~ a overseer, whip a woman in the cotton patch on Doc. Smith s farm, a mile from our plan~ tation. I also saw oie man William Crump, a owner, whip a m9.n and some children. He waited till Sirnday morning to whip his slaves. He would git ready to go to church, have his horse hitched up to the buggy and then call his slaves out and ~aip them before he left for church. He generally whipped about five children every Sunday   morning . Wi Ills Crunip   a s lay e was t led up by his thumbs and whipped . His thumbs was in such a bad fix after that they rose and had to be cut open. Willis was whipped after the . war closed for ~king for his wages and having words with oie man Crump because he would not i: ay h1~. ~ They fell out and ~ cafled his friends in and 345 </p>
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34G  they took and tied him and whipped hirn.   t1No books were allowed to slaves in slavery time. I never went to school a minute in my life. I cannot read and write. ~e had prayermeetings on the plantation about once or twice a week. We went to the white folks church on Sunday. We went to both the Methodist and Presbyterian. The preacher told us to obey our marsters. I remember the baptizin~s.. They baptized in Shattucks Creek and Haw River. I saw a lot of colored folks ~aptized.  UI do not reiiernber any slaves ruri~iing away from our plantation. but they ran away from oie man ~ : uinp ~s and Richard Faucett s plantations near our plantation. Jacob Faucette ran away fr om Fauc e t te and Torn Crump ran away fro ni o le man Crump. ~hey ran away to keep from getting a whippin .    Colored folks are afraid of bears so one of the slaves who saw Torn Crurnp at night told him he saw a bear in the woods where he was stayin . Tom was so scared he came home next morning and took his whippinr ~ Both came home on account of that bear business and both were whipped.  ~  When we ~~ot sick Dr. Hews, Dr. Wych and Dr. Torn Buck~ hannan looked after us. A lot of the slaves wore rabbit feet, the front feet, for good luck. They also carried buckeyes.   UI remember the Yankees. I will remember seem  them till  I die. I will never forgit it. Ithought it was the last of rae. The white folks had told rn  the Yankees would kill me   or carry me off, so I thought when I saw them coming it was the </p>
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last of me. I hid in the woods while they were there. They tore up some things but they did not do much damage. They camped from Holly Springs to Avant s Ferry on Cape Fear River. William Cross  p ~antation was about half the distance. The camp was about thirty rr~i1es long. General Logari~who was an old man, was in charge.   UI married Martha Sears when I was 23 yea~s old. I married in Raleigh. My wife died in 1912. ~Ie had fourteen children, five are living now.    When the war closed I stayed on eight years with my  rnarster. I then went to the N . C. State hospital for the Insane. I stayed there 28 years. That~?s where I learned to talk like a white man.Tt ~ M4- (~e~ . To~ A ~ ~   ~iiSFt~fL ~ ~ (U~io~i) 34~ </p>
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320112 . . ~ 849   ~. BELLtS pL~IATION   An interview with Jacob Thomas, ~7 years cf age, of 1300   ~outh ~1~od~o~th Street, ~eaeigh, l.~orth Oarolifla.    ft1 ~ b~rned in ETiberton County,. ~ ~3eorgia, Ofl~ de  r)larltation of L~rse Torn Be11~ ~ ~i~y mammy, isobel, tt~ter ~ live in ~ Carolina, but she wus ~so1d from her husbafl~  baiD;~r ~ carried ter M~I~S  TOTU1S place Ifl Ge~rgia. Attar she got dar she wus married a~jin an~ ~ adme. Dat is I reckin dat alle wu~ married. I sever did know my pappy. ?tM~y wus sold in Smithfield on de slave block ant  . ~ carried off, chained  hind a wagifl. She turn  rount ant  l oks back at her husba&amp; who cries an  de oberseerts lash cuts his back,   case dey aintt  lowed ter cry at a sale.    From de time I Can Lust tm~flber I ~icked on de Th~m. We p1ari~t~ d eazie, cotton, corn, an~ rice in de low groufl S. ~e am   t had ter wuck so power~Ul herd an ~ we am   lQwed a heap of pisa~ureS, but some of us boys wus mean an~ we had  . ter be  ~hupped, lak de time we tied tin cans on de tail of:  jjnk:~s~ ~a~rsi~r  s fine huntin  dog. De dog near run hisse 1f  ~ ~ bh an  ~arse Toii had. us whup~ed fer hit.  .~ ~  - ~ .-- I </p>
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2.  went. ter sleep in de shade of de trees roun  de pasture I gits on Lady, one of de fines  young mares, an  I flies away on her.  !t~he amt t used ter nobody ridin  her bareback so  she kicks up quite a rucus but I sets on. Down cross de pasture she goes an  I enjoys hit fine till s~ie steps in a hole an~ falls.  tILe mare an crippled but I leads her back ~n  tries  ter g t away widout anybody seeint me. 01e Aines has woked up dis time an  of course he teils i~arse Iorn~   flflatt s de c~ist whuppin  It se eber had, Itse i! yot.~ Dey streaked me all ober den dey ~akes me lay downy chained han  an  foot all de day long. Dat aintt done no good do  case I rid dein hosses eberttime I got de chance.    I got married ter Pheobe de year dat de war begune She wus a siLa little bro~m~skinned gal what look so puny dat yo  jist natu ally wants ter take care of her. I aintt courted her fer long  case de marster gives his permission tfore I axes fer hit. ~Te is in~ried  fore de  magistrate In June  fore de war begun. . ~  .  Near   bout at ~.e ~ start ~ of de war I wus took ter     Atlanta ter he   p bul I ~ de fort ant dar I stays ti 11 de :~ Y~ikees comes a~r ppiri  ant a_tariflt~ Dey shoots de :   ~ rn~ches in an~ h.angs up. de oie       ?~-~  </p>
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 3,. . 35 :I  Stars an  ~3tripeS.  II~~e had four chilluns den Pheobe died an~ left me.  Atter dis I moves ter Star, ~outh Carolina, an  I marries Rebecca ~Th.ite who also died  ~ive years ago an  so I corned ter live wid Roberta.  ttl doan know whether slav ~ry am better~ r not. Most  of de njggers claims dat all of de slaves was good, but I knows i~etter~ I done ~ heap ~f meanness. An  once atter I done so mean an~ got a whuppin  I runned away. Comes   night ant I comes back home ant de n  .~c  day I done sornethin  er other ter git another whuppifl~ fer.    Dar s dis much we ain t worried tbout livin  den ia~ .~ we does now, en  darts ~ much fer bein1 free, I has   got thirteen great..~gran~Chi1lU~~S au  I knows whar dey   ~ ~ ever~Ofle arn~ In slavery times de   ~ have been on de block   longtirne~~0. . ni always thought a ~.ot  of L1n~Olfl  cause he had a   heap of faith in de nigger ter think da~ he could live on ~ ~othin  ~t 31l~    ~ . ~H ~ ~   ~ ~  .  .; </p>
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 32OOO~ . ~ ~ ~ . .  F I~ARGAR~T THORNTON     An interview with Margaret Thornton, 77 yeacs old, of Hayti, Four Oaks, North Carolina.    ni wus borned an  raised on de plantation of Jake Thorn-~ ton of Harnett County . ~L~r mammy   Lula   my ~appy   frank   an ~  . my brother an  sisters an  me all wus deTe slaves. De man I finally marries, Tom, am also a slave on de plantation.   UI wus jist five years oie whende Yankees come, jist a few of dem to our settlement. I doa~ know de number of de slaves, but I does  member dat dey herdedus tergether an ~ make us sing a heap of songs an  dance, den dey clap dere hanrs an  dey sez dat we is good. One black boy won t dance, he sez, so dey puts him barefooted on a hot piece of tin an  believe me he did dance. . .   ni know dat my white folks hatel de Yankee s like pizen but deyhad ter put up wid dere sass jist de same. Dey also had to put up wid de stealin  of dere property what dey had made dere slaves work an  make. De white folks didn t loose dere temper much do , an  dey avoids de Yankees. Now when  . dey went protrudinr in de. house dat ara a different matter  entirely. S ~ ~ .  .   It : i~s brun~g up ter nurse an  i se did niy shar  of dat, too honey, let me tell you. I has nursed  bout two thousana babies X reckins .) I hast ~ gran  maws an  dexi dere an  ~hilea. I rec~in dat I has c3.ossd as many ey~es ~s ae ne~c  one~  ~ </p>
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3W4    Atter de war we stayed on, case ~arse wus good ter us  an~  cided dat we ai&amp;t got nowbar ter go. I stayed on till.  I wus thirteen or fourteen an  d~en me an  Tom niarried. Re  had a job ~t a sawmill near ~ so dar we went ter live in  a new shanty.    Torn never did want me ter work hard while he wus able ter work, but I nursed babies off an  on all~de time he lived. when he wus in his death sicknesshe uster cry case I h~ter.~ take in washin . Since he~sdaid I.nurses mostly~, ~u~sorn~  . ti~nes I amt t able ter do nothin~ . I hopes ter g t my pension, pretty soon an~ dat ll help a heap when I m laid up, not able ter turn my ~X$J~ at flOth flt . It                    . : ~ . .   .-:   .~   ~   .   ~ ~     . . . . .   . ~   ~ . .     . ~ . :. . ~ ~     .:   ~ .    n   :     .~- ~   &amp; ~ </p>
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-i ~ 35G TILLIE, DAUGHrER OP A SLAVE   Caretaker, Cornwallls Headquarters ~ Corner Third ar~1 Market. Streets Wilmington, N. C.        La, Miss Fanx~1e, vtiat yoti ir~axaskin  me what I kaow s ab ou~t sla ver y ~ Why I was bawn yeah   s after fre edom Z   Wit h a sweeping   upwar d wave o~ a  L end.er   ~ shri veled. br own arm to indicate t he wide lapse o~ time between her advent arid the ~assin~ of those L ng a~o days. The frail, little body might bave been. any age between. sixty and a hundred; but fexainlne vanity rose in excited protest against t1~ implication of age suggested by the question.   Tillie Is one of the landmarks of Wilmington. She was one of the servants In the house of which she is now caretaker, at the time of the owrter7s d~eath, and the heirs have kept h~ on. allowing her to live In the old slave quartsrs in the back garden. She sits in the sun. on the coping of the brick wall, or across the street oa the low walk of the grounds around St   J~azaes Chur oh. Children and. their nurses gather there on the lawn, and~Tilh1e hoJd.s forth at 1~agth on any topic ~ from religion and politics to   the cutting ~r losing of teeth. She i~kes the bold state~nent  that~ shecan tell you scmiethlng abou~t everybody iii Wilmington. . ~ ~ ~. ~ . ~ </p>
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- 2           That is  eve body ~ knows.  There is a generaL tmeasiness t~,t pe~ haps she can. Little escapes the large, Iceen, brown eyes, and the ears are perpetually cocked.   After several conversations In passing, ni~nory was coaxed to the tine when as a v~ you.ng child she ren~m bered incidents of slave times which she had heard from her mother.    My mo ther belonged to the Bellamys   an  1 Ived on their plantati on acros s t he ri ver in Brunswick. It was the b~ges  place aiywhere hereabou.ts. I was raised on it too. or co se it was in the country, but it was so big we was a town all to ourselves.    Did any of the colored people leave arter freedom? of cotse they did ri . ~ere nt no place to go to. None o~ us was   custoiae d to anybody but ri oh folks     of cc ? se their money was  one . I ve heard   Bell~ny tell how her child  en i~de enou~t out of potatoes to buy their clo es rl ht on that plantation. So we all stayed righ ~ there. My iaoth~ brought us all up r ig ht t he re on the plot s he   d b eei I ivin.   on a 11 t he ti me   Whe n I come ab ng we ha d pie at y to eat ~ She had a whol e I&amp; eel of U8~ and we always had plenty of coUards, an  po k ant corn bread. Plenty. of fish.   no, yes, Stuff was sold. I can ren~mbor timber bein   c~t    an  oui~ folks got s~ixe wages t o buy ob  es. We dld n have . no school, but we had a church. Soon as I was big enough I cerne to WjJj~jn ton to work...~i~ never has lived with none but </p>
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.~ 3    358   -b~the bes . ~ymother always said tTillie, always tie to the bes  white folks. Them that has inflooenee,  cause if you gits into trouble they can git you out~. I ve stuck to that. I ve never had. any traffic wid. any but the blue bloods, an  now look at me. I m not able to work, but I got a home an? plenty to eat. An  I ain t on no re1~, an  Tille can  ? hold. her h ea d up .   </p>
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S2000C)  . . ELLEN TRELL Etge 73  20 ~cK.~e St., Raleigh, North Carolina.    Ne edham Pr IC e owned ~oout fifty s lave s   and mother an   I were ani~ng that number. He was   a very rich man, and owned a large piantat ion in Wake County   N.. C     n    ~ the tqvm of   ~n1ghtdale . . ~ ~ ~ . ~  ~tr~r father belonged to Tom Bodie way down in ~gecombe  County   and mother and I v~rent by the name of Bodie . ~ father s given name was Ha~wood. Mother s name w~s CarolIne.  . The f~axe ~ was bad   iii regard to food  and clothing   but the slave quarters, though small ~nd shanty~1ike in appearafl e, were wa ~rn~ an    dry. The rules were strick and the privileges few. Mother was whipped and scarred by the lash so bad. the sc r~ were on he   when she di~d. I have seen them many times.   ~ Ther   were no books of any kind   allowed the slaves ~ and .no social gatherifl~S t lerated. Slaves were aliow~d to go to: ~he *hite folks church and at tirn~s all s1ave~ weDe  ~ . ~a~~ed  to serVi~ ~ at the church. ~ The preacher told ~hern to ob ~  ~ their mai~teDS and missuBes, that the Bib1~ ~ ~id eben    . i:~ ~ ~rster iiv d~  1r~ a large ~aouSe ~it~foUi~t~nroons;which  ~ ~ t~1~ slaves   cail d th  big hota  . He~ had fo r h6us~ ~e~it~~s ~ ..:. to  db ~ and rnlsSUS bidding. ~ w~e ~p cialZ~j trained :  ~ ~ di&amp;~ a lot of ente~t~i~  ~ in s  very~ t~.ix~~  ~ *apster  and ruiSsuS had a lot of partie$~there they ~erve~ a lot of good </p>
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food and various kinds of liquors to their guests . When niar~ ster was in hi  cups he was mighty rough, and any of the slaves who displeased him at these times were liable to get a  beatIng. ~ .   1 have heard a lot of talk about ghosts and witches among  the colored folks. I have seen a few who had spells p~t on them by witches. My mother had a spell put oi~her and she lay in bed talking to herself and sweating draps of sweat as big as the end of my finger. She would groan and say,  go away evil spirit, go away,   but the spell would not leave her until she went to a white witcb-doctor and ~ cured.  tt~fter the surrender father carne up from Edgecombe County  t? . and he and mother went and worked with I~. Ruth Dunnof v~ke ~ County. They stayed close   never ~g oing out of the county.  )~ ~:other, after a year (~) two at Mr. Dunn~s, began to think about goin  back home. She was free and though her oie marster had treated her rough she loved the missus and said she rather stay with marster Rrice than anyone else. Father went to see .L~r. P iijCe. ~ie told hirn to tell Caroline to come on back home   and that he shure better bring her back. T~ ther said when. s he ~  ~ . ~got b ck  home they all had. a p~eneral good time cooking, eating,  and laughing. Marster tole her he never wanted her to leave him again . Mother said she w as so full of gladne s s ~Lhe e ould.  not repl~r ~O She just stood there and cried. Marster walked off. ~Athe~ took charge of the house and father j Ist ~o~t took   ~ ~ ~ L~ ~ L ~ </p>
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:~j:~  possession of the farine He l oked after the stock, all the farm tools, kept plenty of wood on the wood pile all the year rourl .    Father and mother carried the keys and acted like the iilace belonged to them.   They got most of the slaves who were agreeable to come back. ~arster gave them work and he loafed S and prospered. Because he trusted the negroes~so much they felt the responsibility :put upon them, and they worked for his interests. S   TtMother and father stayed there until they di~4. I stayed ~ with f ther and mother until I married ~~dger Farrell then ~ve ~ stayed in a cabin on the plantation severalyears. ~st of my life was spent near Knightdale, Wake County, until my husband died fifteen years ago. I had eight chiIdren,, ~our ~e~irls and f~pur boys. They are all  ead e;~cept one, a boy, whom I have lived with in Raleigh since my husband died. S   ni think slavery was a bad thing. This story Is the things my mother and father told me of slavery arid my own  observations since I became old enough to remember the general S happenings. ~other said the place which had been a piaceof S torture ux~ slavery days turned out to be a haven o ~ rest after slavery, a home w~r~ peace, pl nty and contentaient reigned supreme.U . </p>
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 320046 ~ . ~  . . ~ ~NRY j~Wfl~S ~    Raieigh, N. C. Rt. 2        Age 92 years     UI vms horn de second day of December 1845. Dat would  make me 92 years of ages I wus born on ~ plantation near Camden, s . C. ~: belonged to Dr . Trentharn and my missus wus named J~1iz~  abeth. ~r father wus named James Trentharn an! L:.otheT wus named Lone. ~ had two brothers and. one sister. We all belonged to Dr. Trentham.  ttMar~terts plantation wus a awful big plantation with  bout  four hundred slaves on it. It wus a short distance from the ~ateree River~ The slave houses looked like a small town and dere wus~ grist mills for corn, cotton gin, shoe shopa, tanning yards   and lots of looms for weavin! ~ loth . Most of de slaves cook~dat dere own houses, dat dey call ~d shacks. Dey wus . ~ give a tlowance of rations every week. De rations ~is tolerably good, jest~ bout like people eat now. Dere vus a jail on de place for to put slaves in, an in de jail dere wus a place to put your h nds in called stocks. Slaves wus put dere  ~or punishment .   .  . ..  I  se~ lots of si ves whupped by de overseers~ ~s~ r . ~  . had~fOur oire~ Ieerson ~e place ant dey drove us~ from th1 iu~ ti1l  .~ ~ sunset. Some of de woirien  plowed barefooted mo t all d~ t~e   ~  ~ ax~ ~ h~d~t~  carry dat. row an  ke~epup wid de men, an  den do ~ dere coak~in~ at night. ~p~: ~ .: ~ ~ ~   ~   ~ ~ . . . ..~ . ..   -. ~- ~ .- ..-~ ~ .~ -.  . ~ ~ ~ -. ~ ~ ~ ~ . ~ ~ -.  ~. ~ </p>
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365   ~We hated to see de sun rise in slavery time cause it meant anudder hard day, but den we wus glad to see it go down.  ttMarster lived in a large two story house wid ~bout twelve  rooms in it. We called it de plantationhouse.  Jere wus a church on de plantation. an  ooth white an  black went to preachin  dere. Dere wus Sunday School dere too. De preacher tole us to obey our missus an  marster. he tale us we n~ist be obedient to tern, Ye~  sir, dat s what he tole us. Some of de slaves run  av~ay . When dey wus cau;~ht dey wus whupped and Dut in de stocks in de ~jail. ~ome of de slaves dat run away never1 did come back. ~)e overseers tole us dey got killed re..;.son dey never come back.! ttDe patterollers c orne round ever now an~ d en an  if you  wus off de plantation an  had no pass dey tore you up wid de lash.  thI~arster ~ missus rode around in a carria~e drawn by two  horses and driven ~ a driver. Dey ha~  four women to work in de house as cooks, maids, an~ de like.  UNO huntin  wus allowed a slave if no ~ hite man was wid   im, an  dey wus not allowed to carry guns.  LtDe corn shuckin s was a :~reat time. Liarster ~~ive ~ood  licker to everybody den. ~nen ~iybody shucked a red ear he ~.:ot a extra drink of whiskey. We had big suppers den ant a ~ood time at corn shuckin  s . Atter de shuckinT at,~~~iere would be a wrastlin  match to see who was bes  on de plantation. ~e got a week hollid~T at )~as. Den wus de timesho~s wus~ive to </p>
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.  ~ ~. ~ ~  ~ . ~ ~ ~  . ~ :.            de slaves,. an  de good t~es generallY laste4 a week. At lay~by time wus another 1~1~ time . flat wus tbout de Fo~rth of July. ..~. . . Dey give a big d1nn~I  ant everbody et all de barbe ~ an1 ~  dey ~~t d.  2   UI saw slaves sold at Camden. Marster carried some slaves dere an  put  em on de auction block an~ sold  em. I ~s carried  but I wus not sold. I went with the old doctor. I wus his t~et. Dey carried slaves away from de plantatiofl in chaiflS.~ Dey carried five or six at a ~ime. If a nigger didn~t suit h~ he sold him.   ttMjSSUS djdflt t like for him to ~ ~at   em SO much no how.  fle old doctor had three boys, William, Sidney and Henry and two girls, ~is.sie and C.~rie.. ~    ~Dey WOU1~ not  ~l1oW s laves no books ~   I .   t read ~ ~ite. I did.nOt git any le~ni~.   ~When a slave died dere wu~ onlY a f~w to. p~o to de buryiZ~~ Dey d~t bave t ime to . g o   d ey wus s o busy work t~ De s laves . ~ ~ ~:  wus b~rried i~ plain wood boxes ~h1~h wus made by slave men  ~ de plantatiofl ~ marster looked atter us w~en we ~ot  ~i~ck. . ~ .   *11 married ~11a Davis 31 yearS ago in ~outb Carolina, near ~amaen. We had~ twelve chi11U1~$, s:LX bo~ s and ~ix girls.  t~Slavery WUS pretty rough arid I am glaa ~t ~s ail over. </p>
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3~O132  ~ . 368  . JA~NE AM~~E PF VETTE UPPIERI~ 74 years old,. of 330 West~ South $~ ~eet.     II wusn t livi~n in. Raleigh when my mother wtth freed from slavery. We wu~s livin  in  ~ash County right near the border of Wake County. We belonged to Shirley Brantly. Our !n~s8us wus named Penina. .   I wus born a slave, but   wus only  bout two years  old . at. ~ . time of de surrender   I am 74 now. I ~nis born j~. April. I had my age in a Bible, but ae book got tore to pi~eces ant ~ny age got lost.   .    We lived on Marster Rr~ant1~s plantation an  de slave quarters wus near de great house. Mother said she wurked in de fiel s from sun to sun. Dey did not eat breakfast in de mi  fore dey went to wurk. It wus e ooked an  put on a shelf an  dey had breakfa&amp; at about eleven o clock in de day. M ther said sometimes de flies got to de meat an  blowed it fore dey could come in to eat it. Mother said de food wu~ bad ant not fixed right . ~   UDere wus a lot of de slaves divided among marsters  chillun. I can  t r it~ember how many.    Marster wus a s ldier an  when he come ~n  tole mother she wus free, M~.ssu&amp; Pen~na tole her, tN0~ you amt freed youtse got to stay here ant wurk right on.1 ~arster tole her if she . had been through wid what. he been through wid she e~uid give.. motherup as free as takin~ a drink ofwater. . </p>
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369    When de war ended father come an~ ~ot ma an  took her on to his rnarsters plantation. ~4 father wus named Car ~oll Privette ant ~~iy mother wus Cherry I3rantly, but after she wus free she begun to call herself by my fathers name, Prjvette. Father beicrnged to Jimmie Privette across Tar River from whar ma lived. He livea near a little place named   I We lived there at father ~  s marster  s place till most of de chillun wus tbOut grown, den father bought a place in Franklin County from Mr~ Jack Griffin. He stayed there long enough to pay for de place; den he sold it ar~  we moved to Clayton. . . ~ ~ ~    At this time all de older ehillun wus married, an  dats what dissatisfied my father. He had nobody to help him wurk. Arch, Frank) an  Denni.~ .wus married. Mary w~is married. T~ro g iris an  one boy wus lef  s ingle . Dere wus seben of de chillun. We moved from Clayton to Raleigh. I wus married in Raleigh. I married William Upperman.   ttMother an  father died in Raleigh. Mother died right here in dis house. ~r mother ant father couldntt do no writin , but father could read a little. He could read hymns an  de Bible. ~    li amt remember nothin  ~bout slavery  ceptin  what I ve hear d  em say. Some s4id dey had a good time an  liked slavery. Dat wus when dey had g ood marster s . Den s orne s aye  dey had a ha ~d time an  didn t like it. Dat wus when dey had </p>
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370  bad marsters. Slavery wus good ant bad accordin  to de kind of mar~ter you had. tt~ husban ~ died September 6, 1925. I am unable to  wurk. Itve had a stroke on one side. i se jest harigint  round home.   1~r daughter wurks for de WPA an  supports me but now  she has been laid off~ My chillun, some of 1~ern live in Harlem,  . New York, but dey has to have so much to live on dey can t help me. Dey sends me a Christmas present most of de time, ant dey remembers me on mother s day sometime.  ttl aintsi~ned up wid any of de ~~laces toget money yet.  Don t seeP what I is go1n~ to do. I amt got tnOi~gh money to pay bus fare to de registerint place other side of town. ~ </p>
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 3.20215 . . ~ 372  EX-SLAVE STORIES   An Interview by 1~ry A. Hicks with Ophelia Whitley of . Zebulon, (Wake Co . ) N   C . May 12   1937.   HI wuz borned at Vlakefield in 1841, here in Wake County . ~r mammy wuz named Eli z a an  ~ my pa~py wuz named Thomas. Dar wuz eleben uv us ehilluns, ~ra ~es, Sally Ann, Jane, Pattie, Louisa, A1ic~, Firginia, Sam, Haywood, Boobie and me. We belonged to ~. Agustus Foster an  he wuz right good to us even do  he had a hundred or so other slaves.   UI trnembers one whuppin  I got when I w~ua little tbout a big matter dat look d little at de time. Mens  would. corne by in kivered wagons, (we called dem speckled wagons) an  steal Mars e Gus   nigger ~hilluns ~ He had lost a heap of money dat way, so he forbids us of goin  ~ ~ out ter de road an   he orders us ter stay tway back   in   de rear uv de house.. ~eday we sees a drove uv dese   Wagofls comin  an  we flies down ter de road. De marster   ketches us an  I tiies,bu.t he hobbies t~r our cabin on. ~~~ii:  c~utches an he pinches me, pokes me wid de crutch  an.    ~s~ my fac e . ~ ~ ~    His son Billy wuz de overseer an  he wuz good ter ~ wid:; ~ but he  shOre made dem darkies i~uck. De        </p>
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373 wthnrnen plowed an  grubbed,an ~ I se known dem ter leave de field, go ter de house an~ find a baby an  be ba~k at wuck de next day. Dat ain ~t happen often do , mostly dey done light wuck ~er a week or so . De babies wuz carried to Ant Hannah s house an  she raised rem all sois dat de other wimmen could T~/~pJ~~ De mainrnies ain t egen  member which wuz dere chilluns half de time,so dar w~az no mo nin  when somebody got sold.  ttl  members a slave sale an  hyarin  de marster  tell Cindy an  Bruce ter act up fer de benefit of de buyers. Cindy said dat she could do 3verTthing, so she  - brung a good pric e   but F~uc e   atter s ayinV dat he could do it ~all, wuz tole ter hitch up a hoss in a hurry. He got de hoss an  turned his head ter de spatter board ant tried to hook de hoss up hind part befo . De marster can t find no buyer,~ so he whups )3ruce awful atter he gits him home   but dat black boy says     Marse   Yc   can kill~ me, but ltd ruther stay on hyar.   I se seed niggers in chains, but dey wuz travelin , or wuz mighty bad niggers.    We ~had log cabins to live In an  dey wuz comfort~ able but we ain t had much jubilees, de marster not believin  in such thii~gs. We warn t teached nothin , not even religion an  we got whupped ifwe wuz. ketched wid a piece uv paper or a slate. De white folks warntt teached no thin   den, an  you 1~io~ dey won ~t gwine ter take no trouble wid de n Iggers. De niggers had a doctor </p>
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~: do  when dey got sick saine ~s de white folks, an~ dey got a lot of spring tonic an  such, made out of barks ant roots. .  ~rnen de slaves ~ ot married dey doue it die way:  de narster hilt a lroom an  dey solemnly eteps over it twict den dey kisaed an  dey wuz married, tcourse dar ~iz something dat de marster said, but I doue forgot whut it wuz. ti/hen we hyard dat de Yankees wuz contin  some of  de niggers went fer de wocds an  stayed till atter de  aurrexder, but moat av us stayed on &amp;st wucked jist de same.   NW marster made bis own brandy an  wide key an  when 4e Yankees come he wuz a rich man, Eis suoke hoese wuz fui o~ hams an  he bid  em in de ceilin  of my mammy s shack, ~: be tuned dem barrels of brandy, but de Yankees   . .  ~ ~  . ;i~i ~foimd it afl an  dey ain t left rtothin ,    I  members how seine of dem Yankee officers cussed in front of my miswe   how I tole   em dat d ey mcugbt be r~tees but dey won t half raised at dat.  :  Atter de sunend~er my rnarster had ter make de  ~ . slaves leave   but be ~ moved my papy  s cabin furder an   ~ we jut stayed on sane as always tin he died, I  members  ~   ughty well when n~  nammny an  papi got married case I  ~ seat it two years. attn de eunex4er.  s  Dar n two witches lived in our rM4hborboo&amp;  I   s  $~. sea en *Lmte s  36*s tilda an  t -e </p>
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375 I se seed dem brewin  coffee a many a time an  pourin  it out in a long neck goard. Dey done a powerful lot of things which I can ~t recollect right dis minute, anyhow dey wuz witches.    1 uster see ghosts on dis very road nigh about evers night. Dey wuz white an~ spongy lookinr an  dey set under de bushes an  holler an  holler an1 holler. I se poured water on tm many a tirrie but it ain t done no good. ~ ~    Do you know chile, slavery wuz a good thing, but folks has improved a lot s Inc e den, an  de Yankees warn  t half as good ter us as our oie marster an missus wuz, even if n dey did put a ~stop ter de Ku Klux Klan beatin  s orry niggers dat had art ter . be hung.   I~H/L1E . . ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ : ~ ~   ~ ~ 1.    L </p>
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320168  . . 37~  ~X-SLAV~~ STORY 6V y    An Interview on iiiay 19, 1937 with Torn ~V11~ox of lyle thod..    ~Iwuz borned on March 18th, 1856 uurTh  de biggest snow dat eber hit Eastern Carolina; dey says dat hit wuz up ter de roof. De place whar I wuz borned wuz in ~arren County jist acrost de Halifax County line. i~y m~uiimyt   marster wuz Mr. i3 . Osco Harris an  his wife wuz named ~ artha.   3~My marflffr~yt s name wuz Alic e ~  my pappie   s name wi~az Camelin.   had three brothers, Little ~3erry, Cornelius James, an  C. J. Dar wuz Lour gals, Anne, Pattie, Pennie, ant Mary Frances.    De white folks wuz good ter us an  we loved  em, but we wanted ter be free, case de Lawd done n~ke us  ~  ~ all free,    ~ tt~y fl1ISSU$ WUZ a reli~lous wori~an.an1 I can t tell ~-  yol de nurxfoer uv times slie h&amp;s leat n~e case I done some : kind uv wuck on a ~upda~y. ~4i~e went ter church ever Sunday an  we wuan~t ~1owed ter cuss an  sich thingsj)  n~I wuz nine when de war commence. Dunn  de war an1 I wuz workin  in de. fiel , long wici de fifty or </p>
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   ) ~  I ~  t.)drO       sixty other slave s ~ Dar wuzn  t nary a Yankee track made in our section, an  we ain t knowed much  bout de war.   t~As I done tell yo  onct we  ~vuz fe~i en  clothed  good an  we lived fer each other, but my p~J)p~ b~lo:~ed ter one rn~i an  my mammy ter another one an  so we wanted ter be all together. Atter de war we stayed on till p69, den we come ter Raleigh. Most uv de wimmens an~ dhilluns ~1z sent by de train, but me an  pappy an  Berry~we walked all de way by Louisburg, an  driv  pappyts thirteen heads of cattie~      In 1871 we buyed ten acres uv Ian  at i~1ethQd fer three dobilars ~ acre an  moved out hyar.  ~tNo marn, we ain .t liked Jeff Davis, but we did. like Mr. Lincoln~ I  members a verse uv a son~: ~at we sung dunn  de first uv de war. it goes dis way.  1  Jeff Davis is  a rich man, :~ Lincoln is. a fool, .  . Davisrides.a,big fat horse, ~ Lincoln rides a mule. ~  ~x1ieJ( ~knack dey s~y ~Walk oie Georgia row. O  ~flar wuz another son~: I tmembers, but I ca&amp;t  think no games   case we amt t neber played none . O YO;~ ~I~5 h;y:ard dat atter a dog gits so full uv fleas he can t tote no mo . Well,dat sdewayl is I peddles my peai~uts   but Ibarei~rmak~B alivi&amp;.  ~ ~ ~ .- - .. .- -~- . ~ -~-~ </p>
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3. . 379.  ttHyarrS de sons dot de best I  members it an  It wu i sung atter de wax~ .  ROle Confederate has done player. out, Shrew bail,. shrew ball,   ~ 01e Confederate has done played out ~ - Shrew ball s ~y. I, An  oie Gen l. Lee can t ~fight no mo ; We ll all drink stone blind  Johnnies go marchin  home. ~  t  : bought me a chicken fur fifty cents, Shrew ball, Shrew ball, I bou~ht me a chicken fur fifty c er~ts Shrew ball ~u1i: ~ I bou~:ht me a chieken fur fifty cents An  de son w? a bitch lone jump de fence, We!L1 al I  drink stone b I ~ nd. Jobnnies go rnarchin  home.  ~Eighteen hundret &amp;i  sixty c~e Shrew ball, shrew ball, E.ighte en hundret au   s ixti one Shrew ball sety I, eighteen hundret an   s Ixty one An  dat   s d e year de war b egun We ll all drink stone blind Johnnie s go marchin   home .   Eighte  n hundret an   s ixty-~five Shrew ball   Shrew ball, Eighte en hundret an ~ a ixty- f ive . Shrew ball s~y I, . . Eighteen hundret an  sixty-~f ive De yankees et oie Lee alive; We ll all drin1~ at ne blind cTobnniesgo marchin  home. </p>
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 320217 ~ . 381 ~ CATHARI~NE WILLIAMS  2214 Barker Street    My name I s Cathar me Wiiams, I was born Dec ember twenty fifth, 1851. 1 remember my mother, but I do not know anything about my father. My mother s naine was Adeline Williams. Mother baked ash cakes, but my children would not eat  em She died fifty years ago.~ I had four children when she died, but I had three boys and two girls. I was born in Virginia but I cannot tell what part. I was four. years old when my mother brought me to North Carolina. C~r old master   Dabney Cos   ~ moved from Virginia to North Carolina then. We caine straight into Raleigh, North Carolina and have been living in Raleigh ever since. -    We were Williams when owned by Cosby andwe were nevir sold again, but remained in the same family till we were set free after the surrender. We had good food, fair clothing and comfortable sleepin~g places. I know what a pallet is. All slep  on  em a lot in slavery days   especia1J~r when . it was hot weather. I makes   em now sometimes.  1. -  Dabney Cosby, a practical architect and contractor, came to Raleigh from Ealifax County, Virginia, and did a g od deal of buiming in the city between 1850 and 1860. The original Yarborough Bouse (1852) was built by him. The Keart house~corner Nargett and Davison Streets, Coiby s home   and another stucco houa e   o orner Hargett ard Earriugton Streets are still stanthng in the locality mentioned in the story. . </p>
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-2~ 382   My missus wus named Fannie. I do not know how many slaves they owned, b t Marster did not have a plantation, he lived iii town. He was a brick mason, and he made brick3 He had two brick kiins.  ~  Our missus and marster were kind to us but they did not teach us to read and write. I learned to read and write since the surrender. 1 went to church and Sunday school. There were no Negro preachers, but we attended the white folks s church. We did not have any prayer meetings because our homes were in the white folks s yard. .   t  I was never whupped   and mother and myself were  well treated, so I have no complaint to make against our white folks.    tThe first work I done was nursing the children in the home   next I waited on the table   then general hous~)(~    tAt the last days of the war Wheelerts Calvary camped around my house at night. They tole us the Yankees would be in Raleigh the next morning aid shore tno~gh they carne in next morning. If the citiz~ens had not  gone out and surrendered Raleigh to the Yankees they would have torn Raleigh to pieces. We were living on the corner of Hargett ar~ Dawson Streets . The Yanke e s don  us no harm. They done ail rigb~t in Raleigh. They did not </p>
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383 take nothing around hoxae .  They put out guards around the homes by the time they got in. We were not afraid of  em, none of us children, neither white nor colored; played such purty music and was dressed so fine. run after the band to hear ~ p1~   ~ UI heard talk. of the patterollers, but never saw any. I knew very little about the jail ir~ Raleigh for slaves. I never saw any slaves sold or any in chains.   I never knew of any slaves running away to the North. We children both white aixi colored enjoyed the Christmas holidays together. We played running and jumping ard hide and seek.   ~We had doctors when we got sick. Dr. Johnson was one of them. After the war we stayed on with Marster and Missus until they died. I have been on Oberlin Road about twenty~five years.    No Sir, what you talkin   bout? Ito, there were no Negro schools in Raleigh at the time of the surrender, but I have had a good time all,iny life as far as bein  treated right 1s concerned. ~have never married. I will have to find that man yet, ar~ at thi~s age. I don t expect to fird him. Ha ! ha I never found that man yet. I am staying with my nie~ce. they We </p>
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320208. . ~ REV   HAI IDY WILLIAMS  Dunn, North Carolina.    ~My name is Handy H. 1NiUiams. When de war went up I wus twelve years old, 12th o~ ~iIarch. I belonged to Blaney Wllliama   arxi his wife wus named Polly. ~y mother wus named Margare t Wi111arn~   and my father wus name d S~n  ~11liaina   I do not remember my g randrnother and grandfather; C an  t remember t em   11~ rather lived in Greene County. De plantation wus :~i Greene County. Dere were about 190 acrea in de farm arid dere wus about 2~ slavea on it.   uw~ lived In Greene County till the war went up. We ha~~ plenty to eat, good clothea exil a nice place to sleep.  Marster wua not good to u~, but he gave us plenty to eat and wear. He worked us from. light till dark and then my mother had to do house  w rk after workin  in de fields all day, an  father had to do de feedin  or pick cotton at night.   111e had no holidays. Prayer meetings were not  allowed In de quarters and a slave dareent to be cau~ght wid a book iii his han .   De patterollex s come by often an  dey caught and whupped d e slaves many t ime a   Marater whupped slave s for moe  an~h1ng . Someti.mes he w. ould g e t rziad   an   whup us </p>
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when b~e hardly had an excuse. Yes sir, he would get drunk and whup somebody jest  cause he wus mad. Some of de slaves run away . My Une le Ne edham Williams run away   When he come back he wus whupped. an  then put up and sold. kint Chaney   my mother    s 1, wus put up and sold   ~he wus sold away from her children. When de war went up, she come back borne. ~r Aunt Beadle wus soldon de block in Pay~ etteville.. I remember her well, bit we have never heard from her aine e . She never c orne back aft er the surrender. God only kX~OW3 what become o ~ her .  ~ ~ .  tWhen de war went up we went to Harnett County to M~r. JSa Sux les  place, about three miles fran whur this town now stands. Dunn wus not here then.   We atayedthere five years, and then moved to  Mingo in what ~.s now   Sanpson County on the Louis Martin  .  Tew ~ P:Lace   and my father bought a place . The deed called  for 199 acres mer e ol  less. Dat     what de de ed called fox .  We paid fox  de plac e   but n~r father mortgaged de place.  He didn t lose it, cause it wus. fixed so dat~ no one could ae1U or mortgage it while any of de heirs wus livin .   liare dead  cept Pink Williams and myself, and de l~i~ f~U bac ~ to u ~. ~ and ~ are both dead ior~g time  ~ :~0Ut tWeflty~fiVS iears. ~  .  Dey  :ia4 oversee~~ on rnareter   s farm   in Gx eene  ounty </p>
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388   and dey were mean to de s1aves.~ I wus not bi~ enoug~i to work much, but dey had me feedin  stock and helpiri    around de house.   I.twe children didn t play any games we wus afraid to play around de white folks. L~rster ~s a rip snorter and he would get you if you got In hisv~y. He lived in de c:reat house not far distant from de quarters, but we  did not go dere unless we had to go dere to work. ttyes sir, you know how children is when dey hear  wagins coornin , and a big crowd marc~in  together. Yes sir, I remember de Yankees. Dey rode dere horses against de fences and tore em down. Dey corned in de yard and turn s ed over de bee gums. Dey shot de chickens. Dey would say  Dere he goes, shoothim, shoot him , and den de guns would go tb~, bank, barn, an~ de chickens would fall deadt. Dey shot de dogs in de yard. Course, to Heben, I am tellin  de truth. Dey took de meat and destroyed mos  everything at Marster s. After dey lef , if you could get a few beans or peas dey wus mighty good. People et tater peelin s an  some come near starvin .  t,1 wus mighty lucky an  what I got I got it from  de Southern whit e fo Iks ; dey be en mighty go od to me since de war. I have worked ftr de town  bout 35 years and I work for it now. I ain t able to do much now, but </p>
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I have a section o ~ de Courthouse. I keeps it might clean. ~ pli know nothiri  much bout de great men you ax me  bout;  don t remember much about  em. I think slavery wus a bad thing, yes sir, I shore does.       LE </p>
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L~.o C. District I fo. 2  Worker T. Pat Matthews L~ o . Words 544 Subj ect ~  Person Interviewed John Thomas ___ ~I111iams Editor G. L. Andrews 390 320011  ~y </p>
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320011.  . 3~9i JOHN THOMAS WILLIAIWB   77 years old . 1272 Pettigrew Stre et, Raie igh   i~orth Carolina.    ft I don ~ t know who I am nor what my tr ue name Is. I wus born December 25, 1860 on a plantation in New Hanover County.. The plantation belonged to John Williams, whose wife wus named Isabella and the farm wus on land whIch is now in the corDorate limits of Wi ~nington, N. C.   The reason I dontt know who I ~. is that I dontt ~  remember my father and mother or any of my pe ple. When I .got so I could remember anything I wus with the  ~&amp;iiliams farni~y. i~arster an  missus, an  theirfarnily are the only ones I ever looked upon as ~ people. They never told inc who I wus.  itAfter the war I~ stayed with them a lone time and  helped them on the farm. They run a truck farm.. I got along    aU ri~ht while I wus with the Williams family, but when I  got grown ~ left them. I loved them but .1 realized I wus  a nigger and knew that I could never be like them, and that ~   I wus one to myself. .    When I left I went to Little Wa$hington, N. C. Then to Plymouth. I stayed at these places several years working as a hand on truck farn~s . ~om there ~ I went to   Ch~lotte, Greensboro, and N~or~olk. I the~n~.went LIox th an~ stayed eight year~s in ~ew York City as a waitmari for a white man and his  ~i~ix~i~ly. .   then went to P1~iouth, L C. . . ~ ~. </p>
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392   UI married Maggie Swain, a former sweetheart, as soon as  I got back to Plymouth. ~e had two children. She lived six ~~rear3 I thera married L~ary I~avenport of Little V~shington.  We had seven children. She died and I come to Raleigh and married Ma~ggie Towel. ~/e had no children by our marriage.  UI own no home and have never owned one. ~xcepting the  ei~ht years I spent in New York city my life has been spent in farming. I farm some now and do little jobs for the white folks.  UI don t know much about alavery, as I wus too your~ to  ~ow much about it. There vms other slaves belonging to Marster WIlliams but idon1t rememi:er. any of them because when I got so I could know what it wus all about they were free arid gone from the plantation.   Iii have asked thousands  f questions trying to find out who my people are but no one ha&amp; ever told me who I am or who t iy people are. If I have any brothers and sisters, I don t know it.   UI have nothing to say about bein,g partly white, I leave that to your iinagination. I have thought about it a lot. I  d~on t know. ~ .  lt1 have been blessed with good health, I am breaking now but I ani still able to do light jobs. ~.  1 ani a goodflddler. The white folks have taughtxne t  do lots of different thix~s. I bave had very few advantages ar~d~ I cannot read~ and write. </p>
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  . 393  UI have never been in~jai1  in my life. I can give good references from dozens of whi~te folks. I try to live right, be. honest and above all give my ~e~L.: Low man a square deaI.t~ LE </p>
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 -W--- ~ ~  ~_ ~ ~ .~ ~ ~ ;~ ) ~ Interview with LIZZIE WILLIA~, Ex~~slave, . ~ ~ 394:  ~ . ~ 35 I/~&amp;x Str et, .  ~ Asheville, N. C. ~ ~ ~ By ~rjorieJones, Aug. 24, 1937. .   . l s bo n in Selma, A .abanf, I cailt mind how long  ~ ago, but. jes bout ninety yeahs. I come to diG country   bout 1882. Yes, l s purty porely des days an  l s gettin   homesick for my ol  hOme. ~ \  ta b o t~ and lib on ol  man B~i ily Johns on  s    plantation ~ thousan s acres of groun  and plenty of  niggahs~ My pappy he allus b long to 01  man Billy. He ~  not s ich a bad man but de Lawd ~ knows I   s se e d bettah one s .  When I  s r ight ~   t s ize Missy Mixon   ~he was !~rs e B lily  s    wife siatali, she get ~rse Billy to let her hab me. She  war a gGod woman. She took nie to town to lib and make a  little white girl outten me. Vail knows what I mean8; I  got treated ~ moh like de white folks den de res   of de    niggalis. ~   ~    But  twar&amp;t long afore Missy send me to New ~  Leans to nurse . de sick chile of her sistab. I never war satisW  down dar. Evverbody so differen    But de ~ nex .  year we go ba ~1c to Aiabarn1 .. . ~ ~ . . ~.     1 ~ to Ma:r se ~ ~ Mi, ont s   . he tubble mean   ~ to his .ldggahs! But Z. be ongt ~ to de Misst1~., she all~~   treat me gOOd. All 3e littie niggaha have to learn to wor,k   wbendey~1tt1eget o Vu.pu~.Iweeds; ~ey ~  . ~ time te ply. ~ i~st dem uiggahawaa scare~ to death ~.  : .jes ~ . ~ . like de ones on BIIiy Jobnson s plantation. D~ay iatow ~ey  ~ ~- ~ ~ A; ~ ~ ( ~ ~ ~: ~ : : ~ ~- .t~ ~ ~ .  ~  ,~_-~.- ~ -. ~ ~. ~ : ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~   ~ ~2 ~ ~ ~  -   ~. ~.  -~ ~ . .~ ~ - .  - ~ ~ .~.  - ~ ~ --- ~ ~ . . \ --j-- . </p>
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395 get whupped jes like a mule iffen dey act like dey don  wanna Wurk. Dey neber get much to eat, jes side meat, co n bread and  lasses. O1~ Billy he bad overseer~ whut was mean to de pore niggahs. Sometime d y ties dem up an  dey~ strip dem ~nd dey whups dem wif cow hide, else dey~ lets other niggahs do it.   All de niggahs have to go to church, jes 11k  de white fokes. Dey h~vea part o~ de church for demseifs. After de wah we hab a church of our own. All de niggahs love to go to church an  sing. I mind a lot of de songs we used tersing in ae fiel s. I mind my papp:: usedter sing in de fiel ,  Git on bo d, little chillun, git on bo~ d.  Sometimes day babtiz in de ribber. Den dey sing: ~ S     I wanna be ready  I wanna be ready good Law~  I wanna be ready/t.o walk in Jarusalem jes like John.   John say dei~ity was jes four square,  To walk in Jarusalem jes like John.   But I  11 meet my mothah and fathah dar    ~ To walk in Jarusalem, jes like John.~~   I tmembers  bout de paddyrollers. De niggahs hab  to  get a pass from de massa or de missus if dey go ennywbar. De  Bout dozen of dem ride  long togedder. Fus thing dey say: paddyrollers jes 11k  police. / ~Wharyo  pass?  Den iffen yo   hab one dey lets you go but iffen you don  hab one dey strips yo  to de  waist and dey lams yo  good till de blood comes. </p>
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4- s   ~ ~9~j: Sometime dey rolls yoU over a banel and laine yoU while de barrel rolls. ~   I mind a taie my pappy tell  bout one time be see de paddyroilers commt. He scared to death cas be did n hab no paS8. He bio  Iffen dey finds hirn tut dey do. So pappy he gets down in de ditch an  throw sand an  gruxits jes like a bawg0 Sho  nut dey thinks he a hawgard dey pass on, dept one who was behin  de others. He say:  ~t am de .~~ruiitin es ol  bag I ether hear. I think I go see hirn.  Eut de udders day say:  Jes let dat ol  hawg lone an  mm  yoown business.  So day pass on. Pa~ppy he Lait  bout dat for long time.   I mind ol  Mose, he he.b..monthl~ pass fr Mn de massa but he forgit it one day ~nd deft paddyrollers whup him and throw him in de callaboose. In de ~wnin  when de rrassg wake and fin no fresh water and no fire in de stove and de cows not milk, he say:   I know Mose in de callaboose,  and he hab to go atter Mose.   Lots of de pore niggahs run away, but  twarn t no use. Der wa nt no place to go. Day was allus lookin  for yo4.and den yo~had to work harder den ebber,  sides all kin s of ptnisbment yo(&amp;got. Den dey nearly sta ve youto def, jes feed yot on bread and water for long tinte. .   De uiggabs nebber bio  nothin   bout learnin    jn wut  ail dey s fit for. Di oni~y thing I ebber do wif a book is jes  to dust it off. I mind two little niggahe whose missy teach d~rnto rnd. Emily, she look lit  a white gal. She was treate4 . H 4e. ~rne she white. Rerdaddy waa.a White man~... zmily was a ent t gal, She belong to wie of 4, Jobn~on mens. mie do all de lewin  ~ ~ </p>
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w~      for her missy. When de missy go to buy clothes for de chillun she allus take Emily along.. ~ Her pappy pay no more  tention to her den to de res  of de niggahs. But de missy she was good to her. She never stay in de quarters, she stay in de house with de white fokes. But E~1ly have de saddes  look on her yaller face cas  de other niggahs whisper  bout her pappy.    Many de pore niggah women hab chillun for de massa, dat is Iffen de massa a mean man.. Dey jes tell d~niggahs whut to do and dey know better den to fuss.     01  missus she good to me. I thind one time I got tubble mad an  say some ugly words. M~rse EII~s he come up ahin   ne ~nd he say:   Lizabeth I gwina wallup yo  good for dat.~ I    mense cryin  and run to d~ missus and she say:  Look heah Ellis Mixon, y all mind yo  own business an  look atter yo~ own niggahs . Dis one b,~1ongs to me     Jes same when de Inissus went upstafrs Marse Ellis take me in de smoke hoi~ise and sta t to hit me. I yell for de missus an  when she come she plenty mad. Marse say he nebber ment to whup me, jes scare me little.   I mind~  bout de wah. We niggahs neber know whut it ~  ~bout. We jes go on an  work. Nebber seenothin    nebber hear oiT ~ nebber say nothin     but de wah a Il ~hr ~ t ~   Evah day we heah dat dt Yankee. sojers eoxnin  . De pIantat~ons ~was gitti&amp;  . .. robbed.% Evabody kep  a hjc3j ~t things. It was a tubble time.  : ~ ~ rn~i3id p2.ain when d~ey comes to .Se1n~. All de fokes ~ia~ at   . chut ch when de Yankees come. Day ~arn t rio fIgbtIII  much,  ~     4idrL  ~b time . D~y ~je~ march ix~. an  take de towu~ But G   ~  ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ r ~ 3 ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ </p>
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r~ ~   ~___________________~ ~      ~ Lawdy, dat night dey burn ~  stores ant houses an  take all de ~ things dey want. Cannons and guns all  round, lt wartubble sight.   *   ~ Marse Ellis  plantation  bout 15 mile from Selma on Pea Ridge. I mind one night I5arse corne home from town and he say: ~L1zabeth,  I say    Yes   sub..   I~e ~say:  Bring me some fresh watab from de spring.1  I run as   as I kin an~ bring de watab an  glb~ it to him, den he say:  Lizabeth, de Yankees am commt eoon, an  :i: knows yo se gwln to tell  em where I hide a 11 my P longIngs   guns   ebberthing. ~    No,  I says,  tjes why would I tell whar yo~ hide yo  ~ guns an  things?  Missy corne In den an~ she say: ttGo on ar~ let LIzzic tione, bettah be feared d m nlggahs you done so  ~ mean to gwlne tell, dats all you got to be fear d of. But yoU let Llzzi uone, she h long to me.    ~ rse Ellis he go out ant hide some mo  stuff, Dat night de sojers burn Selina. Dat war on Sunday.~ Next night we wake up in de ml~dle of de night an  de house wha1~ we keep de bes  carriage ant horse was a burnin . Dc pore botse done break outten d  bern an  was a runnin  roun  all over de place a screamin  wif her poor back bu nt tubble. We nebber find out  . . Iffen de Yankees set de barn fire or not. Guess day cUd. D~  :~ done set Marse Hyde s house afire an  burn it to de grount with  ~ Marse Hyde in It. Ma~ s~e Hyde he had plantation In New  Leans and  ~  when de ~ y~n~ees take ~ de town ~arse Hyde he promise not to leave : ~ 1I1T~::=- I~4 44 ~~ :     ~ ~ ~ b~t.when de/sojers/he  ec pe and come to his house on Pea Ridge   . ~ ~..  ~ so when ~de ~ukees   1II~ hirn here dey burn him In de house wif all ~ia  Iougi~ge. ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~fl ~ ~ </p>
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 .. ~ ~           On de Tuesday rna~~in  after dey burn Selnia I wake up ~ to see Marse Ellis  plantation aU surrou.n  wlf Yankee sojers. I war nigl?i scared to death. I so  fraid dey hurt me an MIssy  but dey d1~.den, dey jes march through de.house an  when-day see  i4~~~  Marsh E11~s diy ask him for he guns an  things dey want. Marse  ~ A1i1S show  em wba~de things war. ~Twarn t no use to do anything else. I take M~rse Frank s tbacker an  hideit in de ~issus  trunk. Den when de sojers git what dey want dey~Iaugh and n~ ch  way on de hill. ~ ~ .   After de surren er all de niggahs jes lost. Nowhar to go, nothin  to do,  less d~stay wif de maE sa. Nobuddy hab anything but  federate money and it no good. My pappy had  bout three hunner doua   s but   t no good  tall.   All some of de white fokes think of war kilhin  de pore nigg&amp;is what worked for dem for yeahs. Dey ~jes scour de country and shoot dem,  specially. de young men.   One day dey come down de road totards my pappy. Dey start askin  questions  bout what he gwine to do now he free. ~What I gwin to do?  says pappy. ~What can I do? I jes stay on  e plantation an  help ol  Massaiffen I canget an ol  mule ant a piece of an oit plow~   One of de boys look a t pappy an   say:  I ~ like take yo  head for a target    ~ but de  l  man wif dem say no so dey leave my pappy  lone. Day hab ~e commissary whar de fokes git food; it b long to de Yankee sojers. Food scarce lilO ebberthing. e ~ ~N\~~~(   Folks say now dey hab hard times; dey don  know ~ett n   bout  hard times less day lib in war time and ~ be s lave to white fokes . </p>
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 Den dey w~s de ~u Klux Klan. ~ Dey war frightfu  lookin  critters. My pappy say ~ygo out in de country an  tie pore niggahs to de tree and beat  em to death. Dey dress all kin s of fashions. Most of c5em  ook 11k  ghosts. Dey nebber go 11k  de paddyrollers, dey jes sneak  round at night when de poor niggahs in bed. Den tbout twelve tclock dey tie up all de niggahs dey ketch and atter dey through beatin  ~em dey leaves dem wif dey han s tied in de air and   de bloodastreamin  outten dey backs.   Atter freedeorn I come heah to live wif my fokes de Williams s, dats how I corne to be Williams. Nebber bad no chilluli of my own. Day calls me  Lizbeth Johnson  ~fore I went to live with de Mixons, den I be one of de Mixon riiggahs., den later I be a Williams; don  guess names matter rnuc1~ no way. . 7~. 400 </p>
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~ubj ec tP~NNY WIIJLIIAMS Story teller ?~nn~!~4~a EditorDal s~Ba4~y~ Wait~ N. C. District No. 2  Worker_~Mp~y ~ Hicks  No. Words 801 401~ 3 20.22Z </p>
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 32022* 402  O PE1~~Y ~iILLIAMS ~ Ex-Slave Story .   An interview with Penny WiI1i~ms 76, of 716 S.  J~ast Street, ~leigh, N. C.    I wus borned at de Hinton place  bo~iit three imiles  south of Raie igh, an  C ourse we ~ longed ter i~r . Lawrence Hinton.  IrMy mammy wus name d Harri et i~ oore an   my pappy wus  named Mack Moore, dat ~vus cause dey  longed fust ter a Mr. ~oore I  specks Iliad ten bruders an  sisters, an  we all done putty good.    De marster owned  round two hundert slaves an~  bout four hundert acres o  Ian  an~ dey had ter wuck peart, dey sez.    We had  nough ter eat, sich as it wus, but dat ain t  agin    I r e ckins . An  we wus puni shed putty bad if fen  we complains, sasses or  fuses ter wuck lak we should. Nat Whitaker wus de oberseer an  patteroller an  he wus stricic, I Se tellin  you. I se seed hirn beat slaves till de blood run.    Dar wus sonie nigger mens what  u~d go coutin  spite of de debil., an   as de inarster am.  t gibi&amp; dein no passes dEy goes widout  em. JLi~. *~Ltaker, he whups, an  whups, b~it dat ain t stop  era. At las  Marster Lawrence  eides ter hang cowb elle on dere ne eke s o   s he can hyar dem if   en </p>
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 2. 403  dey leabes de p~ace atter night.    I se tellin  you chile, dem niggers am gwirt  anyway.  Dey ain t got sense nuff ter put d re I~an s~. in de bell ter keep de clapper from ringin    but dey does stuff de bell wid. leaves an  it doan ring none,  sides dat d~ey tears de~ shirts, or steals sheets from missus c1othe~ line an  fold dem ter make a scarf. Dey ties dese  roun  det~ necks ter hide de bell an  goes on a-~courtin  .   .  Dey ain t got no pins ter pin de scarf on, but dey uses thorne~ from de locust tree or de crabapple ; an  dey hoi s fine. .    ~Dey warn  t no spoons   knives   an  forks dem days, but de smart slave cut him some outen hickory an  dey wus j:i.st as good as de other kin .    Dey also ain t go no matches dem days so flint rocks wue rubbed tergether.   fil  members mostly  bout de rear en  o  de war,  t spec laily  bout de Yanke es commt . I  members dat marster an  his fatnbly done moved. ter town, case dey can t git no  tection dar. Dar wusn t a soul on de place but de slaves dar when de Yazikees corned a-4akin  an  a-~ki1lin .    I  members dat I wus drawin  water at de well,  when de Yankees corned. I looks up de road an  dar wi a  gang o  tein: comin  .   I draps de bucket back in de well ~  I flies :J.ri de big house. </p>
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 a. 404   ~We11 sir, dey kills de chickens, hogs, geese, an  eber  thing as dey cornes, eben ter marster s collie, an  when dey gits ter de b 1g house dey swears dat dey   11 burn hit down. Dey stan s dar fur a minute, an  den one o   eni sez dat hit am too putty ter burn, another one sez dat hit am too putty ter belong ter a damm Reb, bat dey doan burn it, I hyars hit all from de winder in de big house, an  I shore is glad ~iat dey am   t burn hit.    Dey tears up all dey wants to, den dey robs de ~nokChouse; an  dey goes on  bout dere business.    Atter de surrender our white folkses comes back an we stays on five or six years I reckon, den we moves ter Mis  Emma Greens  place five miles furder in de .coi.intry. We shore am  t got  long good atter de war. De Yankees what  ud die ter free us ain t carin  iffen we starves nother.     -   ~~Suddenly Aunt Penny was attracted by a burnining~ bird flitting around the pomegranate bush near the doorstep.    Does you know which ein de bee  way ter ketch a hurnrnin.  bird. chile? After a negative answer she smiled.  When you sees hirn  roun  de flowers den you soaks two r three in whiskey, dey bird will S Uck ~~1If he~ gits drunk ~ an  can   t fly   way   dat   s how you ketch him.     I hates de town sparrers an  de cowbirds what ain t got nuff s ense ter leave de  floods   You read  bout hit in de papers I reckon ~ You knows dey am   bout de s ize of a </p>
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pec~erwooa.    ~ Yeaum, one witch tried ter ride i~e onet. I  nus irs de bed, an  she thcught dat I vrua  8ieep. I feels her when ahe crawla up on my lef  leg an  stops de, circulation. I blOWS how ter fix her do  ~o I ~its up ai  puts a knife under ray pillow.    I haE ~lep  wi  dat tsdfe dar ever  since dat tfr~e ars1 I am  t ~aa no ma   trou&amp;ie wid witeheb nor circulation  ri.other. So I reckons dat I fixed tier ;&lt;~ood ar plenty.  4. 4os </p>
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 320()34 407    AUNT PI~AZ  An interview with Plaz Williams of I?our Oaks who says that she is around 90 years of age.     .  ~~~-~et Thornton sez dat she has got de world record beat ou nussin~ but dat s whar ~hets ~ She ain t a day  over seventy, yit~she sez dat she has nusseci more dan I has a&amp; rile ninety. Right now Irse a flUS~jflt of a  oman what. has ~jist got back from de ho~pita1. Yes, xn~n~ a heap of people sez dat dey d ruther have me dan de doctor. ~   111 wus bornea in ~ so dey tells me,  .~en I was sold ter Lir. Moses  ~iordecai of Raleigh, atter dat I   longed ter a M~. Henry Lane who lived in V~ke County. Dar VQUS two er thre e. of dein Lane   s n~ d Henry   e o tirs e di s one wus de youngest.   II worked in de fiel s iiks~-man an  I liked it too.  Marse Lioses had oberseers what beat you fer nothin  but Marse Hen ~r ain t dat sort of a person at all. Marse Moses an  Marse Henry both drunk whiskey an  such hut~ dey wus different when dey ~us drunk. ~rse Mos$~es  ud beat you an  cuss you, but Marse Henry ~ud laugh at you an  p1ay wid. you. </p>
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.. 2.  It:E: i~.now one time I~~arse i~oses coined ter see Iviarse Henry :z~flt atter dey had drunk awhile idarse Henry seed riLe in de yard. hit bein  on Sunda~r he calls me ter come to his library. When I gits in he axes me iffer~itse ever been drunk ant I teils him no. Den he pours me a glassful an  sez for me ter drink it. I be~ s at fust,  en   sez dat I won t drink de brandy. M~se Henry laugh ant would have let me go but dat deb i, i~se Moses, sez,  Le s holt her an  pour it down her guzzle, Henry.~  Datts what dey done ant dey pours down seberal drinks. Terreckly Li~.rs.e Henry axes me ter fetch hirn some ~ater butwhen I starts my laigs a~i too weak to go so I sets down on de floor. Marse Henry laugh ant laugh but L~arse L~~oseS se.z, :Vifrlup de shameless hussy what aintt got no mot raisint dan ter git dog drunk.~ He would have whupped me too but :~~se Henry won t let hi~ do it.  Stid of beatin  me he sez ter git in de corner an~ sleep it off. tlt1 doan know nothin  ~ de Yankees COffljflt case we  wus sent ty~y back in de country ter stay. Macse Heru y comes out dar an  tells us dat we is free. Marse Henry has told Jack Williams dat he canrt have me tfore dis   s o I axes, tCan I marry Jack now, Marse Henry.  He sez yes, so tfore </p>
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 3. 409     night I is at Jack s cabin. I thow~ht  at dar ain t got ter be no preacher   but a we ek. er two atter dis a preacher cornes by an  marries us.    We moved here case hit am better farrr~Ln  lanth We worked hard ter make anythir cio ~ an  fer awhile I thought dat we d starve ter death.    Dar am  t so much ter tell about atter de war. Our chiliuns died fast as we had  ein. ie worked hard an   bout twenty years ~o Jack died. I se been on de charity soge but I hope dat when I gits my pension I won t have. ter trouble dem rio xnore.rt </p>
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N. C. District No~ ~  Worker Mary . j~i ck~,  No ~ Words ~ 652 . Subj ect ~j~SA WiI~LI~ $tory teUer ~slisaa Williamson ~ditor DaisY Baii~j Waitt L  ~       411) . . ~:   ~ ~ 320213 </p>
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320213   MELtSSA~ WILLIAMSOJi . . E~c-S1ave Story  An. interview with Melissa YfilUarnson. 77 of Bledsoe Avenue, Raleigh., N. C.   ~ ~  tDi.s Juna~ fifteenth seb nt~eight years ago I wuz  borned in Franklin Cotmty near Louisburg.  1t~y Inanw ~ ~ ~ ter ~ ~ MitcheL~  fore   she died, which wu~ one of de   ust thingsdat I trn~ers, ait  deti Mist Mit~cheL tuck me in. her house an  rajae~ me. Dat wuz de. fust year of de w~   I believes.   De Mitchels wuz good ter us in. a. way, an  dey doan  spare de rod. when it am. needed., nor does dey th1nk~ dat. a pican:Lnr~~ can t go barefooted in de hot sum~nertime. Dey believes in a 1~eap of wuck~ d  ~ ~ ~ p ~y at all, an  very  little rations . ~ ~   .  Deinen slaves ~ wuck.in de fiel s an  at dinnertime d~iy ain t had nothin   cept a quart of butte~znil~t an  a. aah~ c e. ~  I got a. whole he~ better dan dey did, but youngin~t~ like I begg~ed dem fer some of dere dinner. ~   . . . ni neber thought dat Mit Mitchel WLIZ haz d till I seed her wimp Aunt Pid~ea.  u.t Pidea wuz a good. soul ant ~ wuz good ter we youngins~, ant we. loved her. She got ter </p>
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 2  412    gitti.n  frantic do     an   she  d put on. her dinner on de stove, den she   d go ter de wo ods an   run an  r oinp lak a chi le .    Mis Mitchel had loved her too, but atter awhile she got mad an  she wuz mad bad to o   She tuck Aunt Pidea out ter a tree, stripped off her waist, tied her ter de tree whup her wid a cowhide till de blood runs down her back.    We wuz told dat de Yankees would kill us a~  we v~uz skeered of dem too   an  I wuz always runnin   fer fear de Yankees wo uld git me   Then dey did e orne I wuz out at de well, drawin  water wid de windlass an  I wuz so short dat I had ter jump up ter grap de handle. I looked up de. road an  de Yankees vvuz commt up de road as thick as fleas on a dog s back. I gives a yell, turns de windlass a loose, an~ flies rotin  de house ter n~r ~ Hit s a wonder dat windlass ain t turn ober an break ri~r haid in.  .  I had hyard  bout my sister what wuz sc~  fore I  wuz b orned   an  I am   t knowin   wha~ she is   but atter de war had been ober fer two years she corned ter Mis  Mitchel s an  got me. She carried me ter Louisburg an  sont me ter de Yankee school dar   I  member a song dat de Yankees teached us   or at leas t a p art o  one. </p>
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3. 41:3    tlHo~V often we think o  childhood. ~joys JLnd tricks we used to play Upon each ~ other while at school   To while the time away.  Chorus  They often wished me  with them But they always wished in vain t d rather b e wi th Rosene 11. A-swinging in the lane.    I won t talk ter ir~r chilluns  bout slavery days, case I doan want  em ter git stirred up  bout it. I se told  era dat we ain t paid no   dan de white folkses fer our freedom, case some of dem sold dereselbes ter git hyar an  dey fought in wars dat de niger doan know nothin   bout.    I know dat IvIi~  Mitchel done v orig when she ain t give us enough ter eat, an  when sh e whup Aunt Pidea  bout bein  crazy, but I  members somethin  else dat make me tender towards her an  other white folkses.   Il ~ t memb ers dat IVi~ s   Mitchel us ed ter take me vi s itin   ter white folkses houses an  some o  dem hates niggers an  won t give me no place ter sleep,  cept on  e floor by missus bed. Sometimes I can feel her now~ kiverin  nie up wid her own clothes dunn  de night or feelin  me to see if I m chilly or too hot.  AC </p>
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 32~231 415  ALEX V~ODS E~-S1ave Story    8 Ford A11e~--~end of Martin Street, Raletgh, N. C.    My name Is Alex Woo ds ~ I wus b orfl~ May 15   1858. In slavery time   Ibelonged t o Jim Woods   ~ Orange County. D e p1~itat ion wus b etwe en Durban and Hilisboro neal  de edge. o  Granville County. My missus name wus Polly Woods. Dey treated us tolerable fair, tolerable fair to a fellow. Our food wus well cooked. We were fed from de 1(itchen o  the great house.    We called rnarster  ~ house de  great house  ~ iii dem times. We called de porch de piazza. We were fed f rom de kitchen o  his house during de week. We cooked and  . .~   w  et at our home s Saturday nights anu Sunaays . We wove our clothes; children had only one piece, a long shirt. We went barefooted, an  in our shirt tails~ we youngins  did. .    we did. not have any shoes winter nor summer, but mother and father had shoes with wooden bottoms au  leather tops. Dr. TupPer/ de man who was principal of de Shaw School, de man who started de school and de church on Blount St., gave me my first pair o  shoes. Dis wue the second year after de surrender. I wus nine years oie den.. Dey were boots wid brass on de toes, soi~d leather </p>
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2. 416~ shoes, made in Raleigh on Fayetteville Street in de basemeht o  Tucker s Dry Goods Store,  bove de Masonic Temple as you go up. 01e man Jim Jones, a colored shoe maker, worked in dis shop.   ~:i: can read~, but I cannot write     cause I~ve been run otter three Urnes by automobiles. Once my buggy wus torn to pi ec e s   an  I wus knocked high in de air. De first time dey run into me   dey killed my: ho sa. De third. time dey paraliz ed my arm and bus ted the I mli  o  my stomach.   tl:I learned to read an  write since d~e surrender  by studying in spare t line ~ Dey w ouldn  t let any s laves hav~ b ooks in s lave ry t line   Mo the r had a b ook she kept hid. Dey would ~vhup a slave if dey caught him wid a book.   !Dere were between twenty-five and thirty slaves on. de plantation but dere wus no church. Dey would not allow us to have prayer meetings in our houses, but we would gather late in de night and turn pots upside down inside de door to kill de sound and sing and pray for freedom. No one could hear unless dey eaves-drapped.    ~The patteroller rode around to see after de slaves axid whipped ~ ~ ~when dey caught   em away from home   I have 3 ~U slaves whipped. Dey took them into the barn and corn ei~, and whipped  emwid a leather strap, called d~ cato nifle talla. Dey hit  em ninety~nine licks sorae~  t </p>
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3. times. Dey wou~1dn t allow  em~ to call. on de Lord when. dey were whippin  ~  em, but deyl t tern~ say tOh~ pray, QhI pray, marster . Dey would say,   ~e you goint to I work? Are you goin  visitin  widout a pass? Are you goin   to rim away?  Dese is de things dey would ax him, when  dey wua whuppin  hini. ~ .~ .    My old marster s brother Johi~i wus a slave specu1ator~ I   member seem  him bringin    slaves in chains   to de plantati n when he wus carryin~ ~ ~j~j t o Richmond to put  em on de auction block to be sold. Dey were handcuffed wid a small e hain t o a large e hain b etwe en ~ ~ ~ two men side by . side ; dere wus  bout thirty in a drove   Dere wus  bOUt three or four white men on horses. Dey wus called slave drivers ; some went before   an  some behind. Dey carried pistols ondere sides, De distance wus~ so fir, dey canped out at night. De slaves set by de fire, and slept on dese trips wid de chains on ~ Evertime de mens come to our house I wus afraid my mother and father wo uld be s o Id away from me   If a woman wus a go od. breeder she sold high, sometimes bringin  five hundred to a thousand dollars. De man who wus dom  de buyiri  would inspect dem.. Dey would look in dere mouthes:, ~d look ~ em ove r j ust like buyin.  hos ses ~ There were. ne jails on de plantation.  *Sometirne s we went to the w hite fo lkses chureh. O </p>
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 . 4. 418  De preacher would tell us to obey our inissus and master. Dat s what de preacher tole us. Dey would take us baek home and give us plenty to eat after preachin  was over, and tell us t o do what de preacher said. Dey tasked us Saturday mornings, and if we got it done we could go to de branch on a flat rock and wash our clothes.    Dey  lowed my father to hunt wid a gun. He wus a good hunter an.  he brought a lot o   game to de plantation. Dey cooked it at de great house and divided it up. My father killed deer and turkey. All had plenty o  rabbits, PC asuma, coons   an  squ ix r~el .    tMy father  s first wife wus sold tx~rn him, an  I am de chile   de second wife ~ I had five brothers, Greezie, Isom, Nupez, den SamWoods, who was no slave, den Spenc er Wo o ds   he wus no s lave   I   had five sisters:  Mollie, Rasella, who were slaves, an  Nancy, Catharine, an  Fanny who were n~ot slaves. My father wus named. Ma4or Woods, and mother wus named Betty Woods.   Y s Sir, I  member gettin  sick betorsde surrender, an  dey bled me and gave me blue mass pills. Dey wouldflXt tell nie what was. ~e matter. Missus che~wed otir food for us, when we wus small. De babies wu~ fed wid sugar  tita   and the food inissus chewed. De ir suckled~ mo thera suelcied. dem at dinner, an  den stayed in de field. till night. I remember mi. asus chewin  fer me, an  de first </p>
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5. whippin  I got. Missus whi~ped me for pushin  my sister in de fire. Sister called me a lie and I pushed her in de fire an  burned her hand. Missus whipped me. We never di d f Ight nor p~ish one anothe r afte r dat ~   Marster used . colored overseers when he did not  work his men hisse1f~.  UI wus very much afraid o  de Ku Klux. Dey wore  masks and dey could. make you think dey could drink a whole bucket  f ;vater and walk widout noise   like a ghost. Colored folks wus af~aid of  em. Dey wus de fear o  de niggers.   .  I married A~die Shaw In 1888 first, den in 1918 I married agin. I  think Abraham Lincoln wus all right. He caused us to be free. Franklin D. Roosevelt is all right; he kept a Lot of people from peithing to death. BN 419 </p>
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Person interviewed: A~A WRIGHT  \ ~  ~   ~ r       ~ ~  )~ 4~~  ~ ~ ~  ~ ~ .  . ~ ~ :~ ~ . .    :~ ~ ~   ~   ~ ~  t 4~k:~~ ~  ~ ~ ~ ;~  ~ ~    ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~  ~-r 1r ~1 . ~ r\-t~~cf t~~~4j~rr* ~ ~ ~ ~ District No~ 2 SUbj ect:, No~ Words: 580 Worker: Mary ~icks Editor: Geor,;~e L. nd~w~  N      ..~  ~  ~ / .S,, ~ ~   ~  ~ :   . ~ ~ ~ 3%~j j~ 420 ~~!71~T </p>
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 0 3% ()89 . . .   ~    1            ~ ~       ~ ANNA ~IGHT .  An interview with Anna Wright, 72 years of age, of Wendell,  North Caro lina .    I wus borned de year de war ended soI~can1t tell nothin  dat I seed, only what my mammy tol~ me. We lived ~   dar on Mars~e James Ellist ~1a ~tation till I wus five or six years old, so I  members de slave cabins an~ de big  house. ~ ~    t De plantation wus in Scotland County an  de big house set on a little knoll. Back of de big house set  de rows of slave cabins an  back of dem wus deapple orchard   taft de bee orchard. Hit wus a purty place sho  nuff, ant dey teils me dat dey wus happy  fore de war,  case Marse J~ies wus good ter dem~ ~Dere must of been  bout two hundret slaves,  cordin   - j    ter de number of cabins. De slaves v~irked hard in de fiel s but unles  de wurk wus pushin  dey had Sadday evenin  off ter go a~fishin  er do anything de wanted ter do. ~ Two or three ti~s a year i~arse James let dem have a dance a&amp; invite ~in ail de iieighborhooa sJ~s~. Dey had corn ~hu~kin s ~wer  fall an  de other slaves !ud come ter dem~    De ~axidy pullints wus a big affair wi.d d~ niggers~ X~ey~d eo~ e bO~~ ~ai ~ ~ ~ ~ eo k d~ 1as~es  ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ </p>
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2.  an  pull de candy. While dc candy cooleddey d play  ..S th appin  de handkerthief ~n  a heap of other game&amp;~ De ~   courtin  couples liked dese ~ g~nes ~ case dey could set out.  or play ~n  court all dey pleased. Dey often made up  dere 11j~t3 ter ax de marster iffen dey could n~rry too, at.; de se p ar-tI e ~ ~ S  ~ ~De weddin s wus somethin  fine, believe me. De  S   niggers dressed lak a white folks weddint an  de circuit parson married dem in de big house parlour. De rnarster  an~ de mi~isus wus dere, an  dey always gived presenta ter de bride too. Atter de ceremony wi~is over dar dbe a fea~  an  a dance. Lost likely d~C~d be a heap of noise. ~ heard maii~y tell of seberal big weddin s. . ~ ~   ~ i~ainm~~ toIt me dat ~-arse James ~xs a very re1i~ious Ifl~4fl~ an  ci~t VAlS Why de preacher married de slave8, ~ whyhe made all of de slaves go ter church on Sunday an  saj de b&amp;es&amp;jflt at i~eal times.   U~~Iy pappy w~Is named Torn, an  he. wurked in de fiel s fer iv~arse James. Hit wus pappy dat haul up de waremelons  S ~ de ~ag1II body atte r I Co uld   menthe r   an   dey said dat   he haul d.em ~ui~ ~J~averj7tirnes too. W~arse J~rnes raise a plenty melons fer all of de slaves ~ he raise p1ent~ of  hogs ter eat de rines. De slaves uater have a watermelon slJ:cint  bout once a week an~ sometirne~ dey d invite de </p>
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3.  neighbors in.     ttYou vrants ter know t~0~j, some Oie slavery foods, well ~ t u tell ~y~OU \~h&amp;t I knows ~ Did. you ever hear of kush?  rush v~us cornbread, cooked in de ~ig ~riddie on de fireplace,  rn.ashed u~ ~ith raw onions an~ hain ~ ravy poured over hit~ L~ou m~ught think aat i~1t ain t good but h1t~ct i.  . ttFried chicken wus seasoned~ drapped in flour an  den  simmered. in a big pan of ham gravi ~id a lid on hit till  hit wu~ tender, den de lid. vms tuck off an~ de chicken ~s  fried a golden brown a~ quick as pos~ible. ~   ~ ~Do~s ~ you know de olcL southern way of rnak n  baked ~  ci iicken dressint? ~ll~ it wus rnadefrom ~oft cor~i bread wid bacon ~rease, onions, olack pepper an  boiled eggs. Some of de folks used cheese too in dis dressin .   ~De griddle cakes wu~ flour an  meal mixed, put on a bigoleiron griddle on de fireplace ari~ flipped over two ~  times. ~~he cake. wus made of either meal or flour, wrapped in a danip cloth an  cooked in de hot asnes on de htath. Taters ws cooi ed in de ashes to~an  dey wus good like dat. I  se heard m~znzny say dat de slave  hiil~~~ uster bake ~ oniona dat way .   Fjsh, dem days, wus dipped in meal,  fore dey wus  cooked,  cept cat fish, an  dey wu~ stewed wid onions.  ~  tCornrneal dunip lin   s inka bi led in de turnip greens,  c~oliards   cabbages, t ~ on, iven ter snap beans, a&amp; at </p>
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supper de pOt licker wu~ eat wid de durnplin ~ s ~ Dat ~ s ~ why  de folks wu~ so healthy. . ~ .   . akit   bout swe ets   de blackberry or other . kind of pie  :~us cooked in a big pan wid two crusts. Dat ~ade . mere an  wus better ter boot. Cakes wus mostly plain or had jelly filmt, teept fer special company. ~ ~ .   From the first I could tmeinber de white folks ~  flj~:.gerS alike ain t had much ter eat. A heap of our rations wus vege ables, squirrels, rabbits, possums an~ coons. ~ie d.r~~rik parched meal water fer. coffee wi  we done widout a heap pt things, but atter awhile we got richer, an ~ W~rse James got some money for something from de ~o th, so dey got  long all right.   When i vais twelve we moved ter ~ake County~ out near V~endell an  when I wus thirteen I married Sam Wright, an   we got along fine till ~e dies  bout ten years ~ago. We  ain t had but three chilluns but we lived through a h ap  or bad depressions.  r m ~What we needs mostly am law an  justice . Why   hit  I better when de Ku Kiuxes . had law, aey tells ~ me . Now~a-days .  ( de~ nigger fightson d~ streets like dogs~ Bgck den de  ~ bosathaxi seed to ~ hit dat dar wu.s law an  order in de tQIrrI~I   a&amp;.  I lii de countr~r too fer dat xziatter~ an  dein wus de good ole  ~ ~H 4. </p>
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426 320200   D1LI2C YELT4AD~~ 909 Mark Street    E~Yes sir, I  niernbers  bout whet my mamn~r toJ.e in~e  bout ~AJ~raham Lincoln, Grant, ant a lot of dein. Yankees conthi  down ere  fore de surrender. Frurn what dey tole nie Sherman knowed de south like a book tfore he come thro  last time. Dat he did. Yankees come thro  dressed like tramps an  dey wus always lookin  fur sonie of dere peopl . Bat W!U6 dere scuse . Dey wus at b~g shindigs de southern white folks had  fore de war.   Man:imy an  dad dey said de niggers would git  in  de slave quarters at night an  pray ~ fer fre e:dom an   lai  Lbout what de Yankees wus dom   bout Lincoln an  Grant  foolin  deir marsters so.   UOle Jeff Davis said he. wu~ g~ftt to fight de  Yankees till hell wus so full of ~ em dat dere legs wus hangin.  over de sides, but when dey got  lin in a close place he dres in  ornans clothes an  tried to git away fruilL  em but dey seed his boots when h~ started to git ill dat thing dey rode in den, a carriage. Yes data what. it ~us a carriage . Dey seed his boots an   knowe.d who it ~rus. Dey jus. 1a Ted an  pointed aV ~ ~ said you hoi  </p>
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 . ~ ~ a. 427    on dere we got you, we knows who you is an~ den dey took  im. He wus mighty brave till dey got  im in a close p 1a~ . den he quit b ant so 10 ud . Mammy an   dad dey sai  dere wus a lot of de white folks didn  t keer much  boat Jeff Davis.~ Dey said he wus jus de bragginest man in  de won      always wi  ~ Dat bird flew mighty high but he had to corne back to de grountan  coursa when he lit de e4;~ Yankees wus waitin  for  im ant ketched  iiu.   . --- ~.  I wus born May 2nd, two years after de surrender.   I is 70 years old. ~r mammy belonged to Autsy PooL. Then he died she fell to his son. Billy Pool. There wus six of the chillun, an  they w~ given out to the Pool chillun. Dey went like lan  does now; dey went to de, heirs   01e man Autsy loved likker so go od he wo uld steal it from hisseif. He d take a drink an~ den blow his  breath an.  keep wife from sxnellin  it.   %r uncle   Parker Pool   tole me de yankees made ~   ~ a slave of him. His Marster wus so good to him he wua.  t as happy as he could be  fore de Yankees come. fi I wus b am on the Harper Whitaker place near  swift creek. Simon Yellady wus rx~r father. He wus born  lxi Mississippi an  he belonged to Dr. Yelladay. </p>
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3,. 4 )  ;d                 l~tr father an   his brothers run away an  went to~   de Yankees. I heard daddy tell  bout it. He got sick an   dey shipped him back home to North Carolina. Dey shifted niggers from place to place to keep de Yankees .~ frum takin   em. When dere got to be toomany Yankees   in a place de slaves wus sent out to keep ~m from bein  T~ set free. ~~her said onct when she wus carrying the  cows to de pasture dey   b oked down de rai iroad an  everything wus blue. A nigger girl by the name of Susan wus with her. gy mother wus named Rilla Pool. Dey said dey jus fell down an  de Yankees commenced sayin    Hello Dinah   t  Hello Susie.  Mother an  Susan run. Dey just went flyin . When ey crossed a creek inymother lost her shoe in de mud, but she just kept runnin  . When she got home she tole her missus de. . yankees were ridin   up de railroad just as thick as flies. Den my great-grandmother said,  Well I has been prayin  long enough l or  eni now dey is here   ~ ~v~r greatsgrandinother ~ia~ name d Nancy Pool   a    she vms notafraid of nothin . I wus a little teency thing vthen she died. ~  ~   ~ t%r mother tol  we all about dem thnes dey rode  de horses up to de smoke housean  got de meat. De Yankees went to de clothes line an  got de clothes an  </p>
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 .4. 429     filled   de legs an   arriis wid ca rn an  ~ slung i t over dere saddles an  rode ~away   Yes   de Yankees freed ~ us but dey~ le   nuthin  ~or us to live on. Dey give us freedom but dey took nios   everything an   lef   us mithin   to eat, nUth1~i  to live on.   ~ We lived in Wake County all de time. I did not git only to the third grade in school. Sister Mary Eliza got to de second grade. Father could write a little, niother couldn t. Couldn t go to school tcept when it wus too wet to work. Work, work, work, thirty acres in c tton an  cawn, cawn plowed till de 15th of August, plow, plow, plow hard ground, bad ground. Nine girls ~i  one boy wo rkin   from sun to sun . W~r mo the r had twenty~thr e e ehi ilun. She w~is just as smart as she could be, worked in de field till just awhile before she died. She been dead  bout twenty years. My father been dead  bout ten years. He died right here in Raleigh with me   at 121 corner Mark an  BJ..edsoe Street.   IIII ye had a hard time i  all my life   I am   t able to wo rk now but I do e s all I can   I have place s to work a little every day for my white folks. I aiu gwine t~ work long as I ~ kin . ~r mother an  father said dey had go od niarsters an  dey were e razy   b out ~ em . some time s </p>
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 5. 43()     dey sold slaves an  den de patterollers whupped  em now an~ den, but dey had nuthin  to say against dere white folks.    Well, I los   ~y home   I have worked mos   uv n~r life since I come to Raleigh   it a home   but I got o le an  cou dn  t ke ep up de payme nts an.   dey come down ere an  took my home.  Twas the wurst thing dats come to me in my  vthole life. Less you tried it yo  can t  magine how bad it xr~.kes you feel to have to give up yer home.  AC </p>
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~32OO21  . . 432    . EiLLI~RD Y~ILERDA~ . 1112 Oakwcod Avenues Raleigh North Carolina.    ~ ttMy mother and father told me many interesting stories of slavery and of its joys and scrrows. ~om what they told me there was two sides to the pict~u~e. One was extremely bad and the other was good.    These featux~es  of slavery were also dependent on the phases of human attitude and temperment which also was good or bad. If the master was broadrainded,. with a love in his . heart for his fellowiian, his slaves were at no disadvantage becauseof their low social standing end their lack of a voice in the civil affairs of the community, state,~arid nation. On th e other hand if th  master was narrov~minded   ~ ~ ovsrbear~ng and cruel the case was reversed and the situation the slavea were placed in caused a condition to exist con~ cerning their general welfare that was bad and the s ~ve was as low socially as the swine or ~ other animals on the plantation. ~ .   Some owners gave their slaves the same kind of food served on their own tables arid allowed the Blaves the saine privi lege s enj oyed by thel r own chi Idren. Other mas ters fed their slave e iildren from troughs made very much like those from which the hogs o ~ the plantation were fed. </p>
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433  There were many instances where they were given water in ~thich the crumbs and refuse from the masters table had been placed. They gathered around this food with gourds and muscle shells from the fresh..~water c~eeks and ate from  )~Cj~ this trough. Such a ~c~n4ition was very bad indeed. ~  ~ ~My mother was named Maggie Yellerday, and my father  was named Sani Yellerday. They belonged to Dr. ~Tonathan Yellerday, who owned a large plantation and over a hundred slaves. Hi~ plantation looked like a small town. ~e had  ~/1 lacksmith shops, shoe shops, looms for weaving cloth, a  corn rnill~and a liquor distillery. There was a tar(~rard covering more than a quarter of an acre where he tanned the hides of animals to use in making shoes. There was a large bell they used to wake the slaves,in the morning, and to call them to their meals during the day. He had carriages and horses, stable men and carriage men.  The carriage master and his family rode in was called a coach by the slaves on the plantation. Hi~ house had eighte n rooms, a large hall)and four large porches. The house set in a large grove about one mile square and the . slave quarters ~ were arranged in rows at the back of master s great house. The nearest cabins were about one hundred yards from it.   Dr . Jonathan Ye Ilerday looked after slaves~ health  - . and the food was fair, but the slaves were worked by over~  seers who made it hard for them, as he allowed them to </p>
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434  whip a slave at will. 4e had so many slaves he dId not know ail their names. His fortune was his slaves. He did not sell slaves and he did not buy many, the last ten years pre.ceeding the war. He resorted to raising his own slaves.    When a girl became a woman she was required to go to a man and become a mother. There was generally a form of marriage. The master read a paper to them telling them they were man and wife. Some were married by the master laying down a bro om and the two slav e ~ man and woman wou id jump over it. The master would then tell them th~y were man and wife and they could go to bed together. Master would some  times go and g t a large hale hearty Negro man from some. other plantation to go to his i~egro woman. He would ask the other master to let this man come over to his place to go to his slave girls. A slave girl was expected to have children as soon as she became a woman. Some of them had children at the age of twelve and thirteen years old. Negro men six feet tall went to some of these children.    Mother ~ said there were cases where these young girls loved someone else and would have to receive the attentions of men of the master s choice. This was a general custon~. This state of affairs tended to  loosen the morals of the Negro race and they have never fully recovered from its e.~fTect. Some slave women would have dozens of men. during their life. Negro women. who had had a half dozen mock husbands in </p>
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435 -4*.   slaverytime were plentiful. The holy bonds of matrimony did not mean much to a slave. The masters called themselves Christians, went to church worship regularly and yet allowed this condition to exist. Mother, father,~:sistert~and I were sent as~ refug~ from Mississippi to N.C. They were afraid the -~ankees would get us in Mississippi. I was only four years old when the war ended as I was born.April 6   1861 so I do not remember the trip. ~ We were sent ~ to Warren County to the Brownloe s plantation where we stayed until the war ended.   1tThere:was a question as to just what Mississippi would do and then mother said the Doctor feared we would be taken by the Yankees there so he sent us to N.C. to the above named County. Mother was sent to stay with Mrs.Green Pari~ish arid she took me with her. Mi. Green Parrish was gone to thewar. in the last of the war, he was wounded and sent home. While he was recovering I fanned the riles off him. That s the first thing I reznember about the warb ~h~he got well he went  back and then the war soon ended. ~ After the war ended father and the family moved to Halifax County and worked on a farm belonging to Mr. Sterling Johnston. I was in ~iarren County when I first began to remember axiyth~ng and I do not have any~ specific remembrance  . of the Yankees. iNe stayed in Halifax County eighteen years, ~ go:Lng from one p lantat ion to another   but we made no money.  The landlords got all we made except what we ate and wore. </p>
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They would always tell us we ate ours up. Sometimes we would be almost naked, barefooted and hungry when the extop was housed and then the landlord would make us leave. We would go to another with about the same results.    There was a story going that each slave would~ get forty acres of land and a mule at the end of the war. The Yankees started this story but the mule and land was never given and slaves were turned out v~ithout anything and with  nowhere to go. .    We moved to Wake County and I ~rm d until 3203. I had not gotten one hundred dollars ahead in all this time so I got a job with the railroad, ~.A.L. Shops in Raleigh, NSC. and that is the only place I ever made any moaey.   ~ Father died in 1900 arid mother in 1923. I worked f-rom 1903 until 1920 with the S. .L. Railroad as flunkey. I worked as box packer and machinist s helper. Mother and father died without ever o~iing a house but I saved iii~ money while working for the Railroad Company and bought this lot l5?X52-~ and had thiS house built on it. The house has five rooms and cost about one thousand dollars. I ve  . been. so of late years I could not pay my taxes. I am  partially blind and unable to work anymore.  EH 43G </p>
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