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<title>Slave narratives, a folk history of slavery in the United States from interviews with former slaves. Georgia Narratives, Volume IV, Part 2: a machine-readable transcription.</title>
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A Folk History of Slavery in the United States From Interviews with Former Slaves   TYPEWRITTEN RECORDS PREPARED BY THE FEDERAL WRITERS  PROJECT      1936 1938   ASSEMBLED BY THE LIBRARY OF CONGRESS PROJECT WORK PROJECTS ADMINISTRATION FOR THE DISTRICT OF COLUMBIA SPONSORED BY THE LIBRARY OF CONGRESS        Illustrated with Photographs WASHINGTON 1941 SLAVE NARRATIVES </p>
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VOLUME IV  GEORGIA NARRATIVES  PART 2      Prepared by  the Federal Writers  Project of the Works Progress Administration  for the State of Georgia </p>
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INFORMAN~ Garey, Elisha Doc Garrett, Leah Gladdy, Mary Gray, Sarah Green, Alice Green, Isaiah (Isaac) Green, Margaret Green, Minnie Gresham, Wheeler Griffin, Heard ip David Goodman Henry, Robert Hill, John Hood, Laura Hudson, Carrie Hudson, Charlie Huff, Annie Huff   Bryant Huff, Easter Hunter, Lina Hurley, Emma Hutcheson, Alice 194 200 208 21 . 220 233 238 244 252 273 281 289 294 299 303 310 315 322 327 33? 343 345 351 356 Hammond, Milton Hamon, Jane Smith Hill Harris, Dosia Harris, Henderson Harris, Shang Hawkins, Torn Heard, Bill Heard, Emmaline  Heard, Mildred Heard, Robert Henderson, Benjamin Henry, Jefferson Franklin 1 li 1 ? 28 31,38 48,5? 60 64 66 72 78 91 97 103 115 11? 126 136 147,154 ~ackson, A~nanda Jackson, Cainilla rackson, Easter Jackson, Snovey Jake, Uncle Jewel, Mahala Johnson, Benjamin Johnson, Georgia Johnson, Manuel Johnson, Susie Jones, Estella Jones, Fannie Jones, Rastus 160 165 170 173 178 </p>
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<head>Plantation life as viewed by ex-slave Elisha Doc Garey.</head>
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. PlANTATION LI~ as viewed by ex-slave ELISHA DOC GAREY 258 I~yndon Avenue Athens, Georgia      Written by: Sadie B. Horn~by Athens Sai~ah ft. Ha1 ~ Athens -  and Edited by: ~Tohn N. Booth District Supervisor Federal Writers  Project Res. 6&amp;7 Augusta, Ga. </p>
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.~  . ~ 2    ELISHA DOC GAREY -~i.~Yi--~- A~e~7~    Asked for the story of his early life and his recollections of slavery, Elisha replied: AYes ~a~ arn, tdeed I~li tell you all I knows  bout dem days.9 His next words startled the interviewer. I knowed you was COIflIflt to write dis jedgment,  he said. ~ I seed your hand writin  and long tfore you got here I seed you jus  as plain as you is now. I told dese folks what I lives wid, a white   oman was commt to do a heap of writin    LII was born on de upper edge of Hart County, near Shoal Crick.  Sarah Anne Garey was my I~ and I was one of dem shady babies. Dere was plenty of dat kind in dem times. My own sister was Rachel, and I had a half sister named Salue what was~white as anybody. John, Lindsay, David, and Joseph was my four brothers.    ~What did ue~ chillun do? Us wuicked lak hosses. Didn  t nobody eat dar  less dey wuk.ked. I se been wukkin  ever since I come in dis world.    Us lived in log huts. Evvy hut had a entry i~ de middle, and a mud chimbly at each end. Us slept in beds what was  tached to de side of de hut, and dey was boxed up lak wagon bodies to hold de corn shucks and de babies in. Home-made rugs was put On t01i Of de shucks for sheets, and de kivier was de same thing.   UI still  members my grandma Rachel. De traders fotched }~er here f u.tn Virginny, and she never did~earn to talk plain. (~randma SaILLe Gaines was too old for field wuk, so she looked atter de slave babie s whi ist de ir Ma  s was wukkin  in de field . Grandja Jack Gaines was d~ shoemaker. </p>
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F) .  ~. t       . .  ~Most of de time I wa~ u~p at de big house waitin  on our white folks, huntin  eggs, p~C kifl  up chips, rnakin  fires, and little jobs lak dat. De onUest way I could find to make any money in dem .iays vrac to sell part idges what I cotc~hed in traps to dem Yankees what was allus passin   round. Dey paid me ten cents apiece for partt idge s and I might have save d more of my mone y if I hadn  t lbved dat store boughten  pep rnint candy so good. ~    What I et? Anything I could git. Peas, green corn,  tatoes, cornbread, im~at andI~ hominy was~ what dey give us more dan anything else . Bakin  was done in big old ovens what helt three pones of bread and in skillets ~i hat helt two. Big pots for bum  was swung over de coals in de fireplace. Dey was hung on hooks fastened to de chimbly or on cranes what could be swung off de fire when dey wanted to dish u.p de victuals. Hit warn  t nothin  for us to ::e tch five or six ~ possui~s in one night  s huntin    De be et way to tote  possums is to split a stick and run deir tails tho&amp; de crack  - den fling de stick crost your shoulders and tote de  ~OssUms  long safe and sound. Dat way dey can t bite you. J~y s bad  bout gnawin  out of sacks. When us went giggin  at night1 us most allas fotch~d back a heap of fishes and frogs. Dere was allus plenty of fishes and rabbits. Our good old hound dog was jus   oout as good at traum  rabbits in de daytime as he was at treain  tpossums at night. I was young and spry, andit didn t seem to make no diff  unce what I et dem days. -Big gyardens was scattered over de place whar-some-ever Marster happened to ~ick out a good gyarden spot. Dem gyardens all b longed to our Marster, but he fed. us allus wanted out of  em. </p>
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3e 4  *A11 dat us chillun worein summer was jus  one little shirt. I t was a b ng t line ~ fore . Us  knowe d de re was folks anywhar dat put L~ore dan one piece of clothes on chillun in summer. Grandpa ~Tack niade de red shoes us wore widout no socks in winter. Our~ other winter clothes was cotton shirts and pante, and coat8 what b.ad a little wool in  ein. Summer times us went bar headed, but tinker ~ed made bulirush hats for us to wear in~ winter. Dere warnttno diff unt clothes for Sunday. Us toted our shoes  long in our hands goin  to church. Us put  em on jus   fore us got dar and tuk  em off again soon a.s us got out of sight of de meetiri  house on de way back home.    Marse Joe Glover was a good man and he never whu.pped his Niggers much. His wife, our Miss Julia, was ai . right too   dat she was. Deir three chilluns was Mies Sue, Miss Puss, and Marster ~1i1i. Marse Joe done all his own overseei&amp;. He used to tuck his long white beard inside his shirt and button it up.    Dat was a fine lookin  turn-out of Marse Yoe s - dat rock  a-way car  lage wi d bead fringe all   round de aanopy, a pair of spankint blac~k hosses hitched to it, and my brother, David, settin  so jroud lak up on de high seat dey put on de top for de driver.    Dere warn t no slave, man or  Oman, livin  on dat j~1antation what knowed how many acres was in it. I  sp.ects dere was many as 500 slaves in all. Marster  pinted a cullud boy to g:it de slaves UI?  fore day, and dey wukked f uin sunup to sundown.   .  Jails? Yes Ma am, dere was s v ral little houses dat helt  bout two or three folks what dey called jails. White folks used to git locked up in  em but I never did ~ee no Niggers in one of dem little jaiTho ses~ I never seed no Nigge~ s sold, but I did see  em </p>
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 4. 5   in wagons gwine to Mississippi to be sold. I never seed no slave in chains.   *Sorne few slaves could read and write, and dem what could  read was most allas called on by de others for preachin  . McGoliie was de fust cullud preacher 1 ever seed. White folks  lowed slaves to make. brush arbors for churches on de plantations, and 1~igger boys and gals done some tall courti&amp; at dein brush arbor2. Dat was de onliest ~place whar you could git to se~ de gals you laicked de best. Dey used to start off services singin    .tCome Ye Dat Loves De Lawd.  Warn t no pools in de churches to baptize folks in den, so dey tuk tern down to de crick. Fust a deacon went in and mea8ured de water wid a stick to find a safe and suitable place ~ den dey was ready for de preacher and de canidates. Evvyoody else stood on de banks of de crick and jined in de singin . Some of dem songs was:   Lead Me to de Water for ~o be Baptized,  t0h~ Row I love Jesus,  and   Oh   Happy Da~~  dat Fixe d my Cho ice      $11 hates to even think  bout funerals now, old as I is.  Course I se ready to go, but i se a thinkin   bout dein what ain t. Punerals dem days was pretty much lak dey is now. ~vvybody iii de country would be dar. All de coffins for slaves was horne~made. Dey was painted black wid smut off of de wash pot mixed wid grease and~ water. De onliest funeral song I  members f um dem days is:   Oh:, livin  man Come view de ground Thar you must shortly lay.     SHow in de name of de Lawd could slaves nrn awayto de North wid dem Nigger dogs on deir heels? I never knowed nary one to </p>
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6 run away. Patterollers nevex ~ runned me none, but dey did git atter some of de other slaves a whole lot. ~rse Joe Allue had one pet s lave wha t he s ont new8 by.   .  When slaves come in f Um de field8 at night, dey wa~ glad to jus  go to bed and rest deir bones. Dey stopped off f um field vrnk at dinner time Saddays. Sadday nights us had stomp down good times pickint de banjo, blowiflt ~ quills, drinkin  liquor, and dancin    I was shot one fast Nigger den. ~ Sunday was rneetin  day for grown folks and gals . Boys th  owed rooks and hunte d b irds  ne ats dat day.   ~~Christ ~fla  rnornint 8 US chillun was up ~ fore squirrels   1ook.~ j~t up de chimbly for Santa Claus. Dere was plenty to~ eat den - syzi~~i,  cake, and evvything.    ~I~ew Year s Day de slaves all went back to wuk wid most of  em clearin  new ground dat day. Dere was allus plenty to do. De only other holidays us had was when us was rained out or 1f sleet and snow droTe us ou~t of de fields. Evvybody had a good time den a frolickin . When us was. trackin  rabbits in de snow, it was heaps of fun.   0 arse J~oe had~ piles and piles of corn lined up in a ring for de corn shuckin s. De gen ra . pitched de songs and de Niggers would follow, keepin  time a~~singint and shuckin  cors. Atter all de corn was shucked, dey was give a big feast wid lots of whiskey to drink and de slaves was   lowed to dance and frolic   fil mornin     If a neighbor got behind in geth rin  his cotton, M rse J oe sont hi.s slaves to help pick it out b.y moonlight. Times lak dem days, us ain t never gwine see rio n~ore. </p>
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6.~ 7  si amt t neve r 8eed no sich time in my life as dey had when Marse Will G~1over married Mise Moorehead. She had on~ a white satin dre es wid a veil over her face   and I ~ dare to goodne sa I never seed sich a pretty white lady. next day atter de weddint day, ~rse Will had de infare at his house and I knows I am  t never been what 80 much good to eat was sot out in one place as dey had dat day. Dey even had dried cow, lalc what dey calls chipped beef now. Dat wa~ somepin  brand new in de way of satin  ~ den. I e t so mucb~ I was skeered I warn t gwine to ~e able tc~ go  long back to Marss Joe s plantation wid de rest of  ein.    ~O1d Marster put evvy foot forward to take care of his slave a when dey tuk sick,   cause dey was his own prope rty. Dey poured asafi ddy (asafe tida) and ~pine t op tea down us   and made us take tea of some sort or another for tmost ai . of de ailments dere was dem days . Slave s wore a nickel or a copper on s trings   round leir ne cks to keep off sickness. Some few of tern wore a dime; but dimes was hard to git.    One gaine us chillun played was tdoodle.t jJ~ would find us a doodle hole and start callin  de doodle bug to come out. You might talk and talk but if you didn t promise him a jug of  lasses he wouldn  t corne up to save your life   One of de songs us . sung playin  chilluns games was sorter lak dis:    Whose been here   Sincel been gone?   A pretty little gal  . Wid a blue dress on.     Joy was on de way when us heared  bout freedom, if us did </p>
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 7. 8   have to whisper. ~rse Joe had done been kilt in de war by a bomb. Mist ess, she jus  cried and cried. She didn t want us to leave her, so us stayed on wid her a long time, den us went off to Mississippi to v uk on de railroad.    Dem Yankees stole evvything in sight when dey come along atter de surrender. Dey was had  b~out takin  our good hosses and corn, what was ~i6 a bushel den. Dey even stole our beehives and tuk tern off wropt up in quilts.    My freedom was brought ~ bout hy a fight dat wa~ fit   twixt tVjrO men, and I didn t fight nary a lick myself. 1(r.Jefferson Davis thought he was gwine beat, but Mr. Lincoln he done de winnin . When  ~. Abraham Lincoln come to dis passage in de Bible:  May SOfl~ there-S. fore shall ye be free indeed,  he went to wuk to sot us free. 1-le was a great man Mr. Lincoln was. Booker Washin ton come  long later. lie was a great roan too.    De fust school I went to was de Miller O. Field place. Cam King, de teacher, was a Injun and evvywhar he went he tuk his flute   long wid him.    Me and my fust wife, Essie Lou Sutton, had a grand weddin , but de white folks tuk her off wid  em, and I got me a second wife.   ~he was Julia Goulder of Putman County. Us didn  t have no big dom  s at my second marriage. Our onliest two chillun died whilst dey was stiLl babies.  ~   ~tsked about charms, ghosts and other superstitions, he ~~atted himself on the chest, and boasted:  ~ charm is in here. I just dare any witches and ghosties to git atter me. I can see ghosties any time I want to.  Want me to tell you what haj~pened to me in Gainesville, </p>
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8.. (3 Georgia? I was out in de woods chopj4n  cordwood and I felt somepin  flap at me  bout rriy foots~.. Atter while I looked down, and dere was 01~15 of dem deadly snakes, a highland moccasin. I was so weak I  prayed to de I~wd to gimirie power to kill dat snake, but he didn  t. De snake jus  disappeared. I thought it was de Lawd  s dom    but I warn  t sho  ~ Den I tuk up my axe and moved over to a sandy place whar I jus  knowed dere warn t no sna es. I started to raise my axe to cut de wood and sornepin  told me to look down. I did, and dere was de same snake right twixt my foots again. Den and dere I kilt him, and de Sperrit passed t&amp; oo me sayin  :  You is meaner dan dat snake ; you kilt hi~ and he hadn  t even bit you. ~ I. knowed for sho  den dat de Lawd was sjje akin .   fil was preachin  in Gainesville, whar I lived den, on de Sunday  fore de tornado in April 1936. Whilst I was in dat pul~4t de Sperrit s~poke to me and said:  Dis town is gwine to be   stroyed tomorrow;  j~are your folks.t I told my congregation what de Sperrit done told rile, and deiii Niggers thought I was crazy. Bright and early next mornin  I went down to de depot to see de most of my folks go off on de train to Atlanta on a picnic. Dey begged i~e to go along \71d  ein, but I said:  ff0, I se gwine to stay right here. And  fore I got back home dat tornado broke loose. I was knocked down flat and broke to pieces. Bat storm was de caise of me bein  hitched up in dis here harness what makes me look lak de devil  s hoes.    Tuther night I was a~sing ri  dis tune:  Mother how .kong tf0~ I se Gwine?  A tO3fl~fl riz U~ and said:  You done raised de  Jaid .   Den I laughed and   lowed :   I knows you is a Sperri t   I  se 3flC too.  At dat ehe faded out of sight. </p>
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 9. ~ :t()   ni think folks had ought to be   ligi ous ~ cause dat is God s plan, and so I jined de church atter Christ done presented Hisseif to me. I se fixin  now to demand my Sperrit in de Lawd.    Yes Matam, Miss, I knowed youwas a-commt. i had done seed you, writin  wid dat pencil on dat paper, in de Sperrit.~   . . . s .   </p>
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:ti~ RICHMOND COUNTY EX-~3LA1TE INTERVIEW      bEAH GARRB~TT Written By:     ~dited By: Louise Oliphant Federal Writers  Project Augusta, Georgia   John N. Booth District Supervisor Fecieral V~riters  Project Residencies 6 ~ Augusta, Georgia 1. 0015 0 </p>
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J 0150  ~ 12   LEAH GARRETT    . Leab. Garrett, an old Negress with snow-~wh1te hair leaned back in her rocker and recalled customs and manners or slavery days. Mistreatment at the hands of her master is out  standing in her memory. ~ .    i: know so many thin~s  bout slavery tixu.e  fil I never will be able to tell  erii all,tt she declared.  In dein days, preachers wuz just as bad and mean as anybody else. Dere wuz a man who rolks called a good preacher, but he wuz one or de meanest mens I ever seed. When I wuz in slavery under him he done so many bad things  tu God soon kilt hirn. His wire or chillun could ~it mad wid you, and 1L  dey told hirii anything he always beat you. Most times he beat his slaves when dey hadn t done nothin  a t all. One Sunday mornin  his wite told him deir cook wouldn t never Ii.x nothin  she told her to rix. Tixae she said it he jumped up from de table, went in de kitchen, and made de cook ~o under de porch whar he always whupped his slaves. ~3he begged and prayed but he didn t pay no  tention to dat. He put her up in what us called de swing, and beat her  tu she couldn t holler. De pore thing already had heart trouble; dat s why ne put her in de kitchen, but he left her swingin  dar and went to church, preached, and called hisseir servin  God. When he ~ot back home she wuz dead. Whenever your marster had you swingin  up, nobody </p>
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-2- 13     wou1d~ t take you down. Solnetlme8 a man would help his wife, but most times he wuz beat afterwards. ~ marster I had kept a ho~shead to whup you on.  Dis hogshead had two or three hoops  round it. lie buckled you lace down on de hogshead and whupped you  tu you bled. i~verybody always stripped you in deni days to whup you,  cause dey didn t keer who seed you naked. Some folks  ohillun took sticks and jobbed (jabbed) you all while you wuz bein  beat. Sometimes dese ohillun would beat you all   cross your head     and dey Mas and Pas didn t know what stop wuz.   j~other way marster had to whup us wuz in a stock dat  he had in de stables. Dis wuz whar he whupped you when he wuz real mad. lie had logs fixed together wld holes tor your feet, hands, and head. lie had a way to open dese lois and fasten you  in. Den he had his coachman give you so many lashes, and he would let you stay in de stock for so many days and nights. Dat s why he had it In de stable so it wouldn t rain on you. ~veryday you got dat same number o f lashes . You never come out able to sit down.    I had a cousin wi  two ohillun. De oldest one had to fluss one of marster s ~randohildren. De front steps wuz real high, and one day dis pore chile fell down dose steps wid de baby. lus wife and daughter hollered arid went on turrible, and when our marster come home dey wuz still hollerin  Just lak de baby wuz dead or dyin . When dey told him  bout it, he picked up a board </p>
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~1L1     and hit dis pore little chile  cross de head and kilt her right dar. Den he told his slave-s to take her and throw her in de river. Her nia begged and prayed, but he didn t pay her no  ten  tion; he made  em throw de chile in.  NOne of de slaves married a young ~a1, and dey put her  in de  tBj~~ House  to wuk. ~ One day Mistess jumped on her   bout somethin~g and de ~a1 hit her back. Mistess said she wuz goin  to have Marster put her in de stock and beat her when he come home. When de gal went to de field and told her husband  bout it, he told her whar to go and stay  tu he got dar. Dat night he took his supper to her. ~e carried her to a cave and. hauled pine straw and put in dar ror her to sleep on. lie fixed dat cave up just lak a house for her, put a stove in dar and run de pipe out through de ground into a swamp. ~verybody always wondered how he fixed dat pipe, course dey didn t cook on it  fil night when nobody could see de smoke. He coiled de house wid. pine logs, made beds and tables out or pine poles, and dey lived in dis cave seven years. Dunn  dis time, dey had three chullun. Nobody wuz wid her when dese chillun wuz born but her husband. He waited on her wid each chile. De chillun didn t wear no clothes  cept a piece tied  round deir waists. Dey wuz just as hairy as wild people, and dey wuz wild. When de~T come out of dat cave dey would run everytime dey seed a pusson.    De seven years she lived in de cave, diffunt i~olk~ helped keep  em in food. xier husband would take it to a certain </p>
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~4- :15 place and she would go and g~ lt. People had passed over dis cave ever so many times, but nobody knowed dese folks wuz livin  dar. Our Marster didn t know whar she wuz, and it wuz freedom  fore she corne ou~ of dat cave for good.    Us lived in a long house dat had a flat top and little rooms made like mule stalls, just big enough  or you to gtt in and sleep . Dey warn  t no flo ors in dese rooxn~s and neither no beds. Us made beds out of dry grass, but us had cover  cause de real old people, who couldn t do nothin  else,. made plenty of it. Nobody warn t  lowed to have fires, and if dey wuz caught wid any dat meant a beatin  . So~ae would burn charcoal and take de coals to deir rooms to help warm  eni. Every pusson had a tin pan, tin cup   and a spoon. Everybody a  t eat at one time, us had  bout tour different sets. Nobody had a stove to cook on, everybody cooked on fire places and used skil  lets and pots. To boil us hung pots on racks over de fire and baked bread and meats in de skillets.    Marster had a big room right side his house whar his vittals wuz cooked. Den de cook had to carry  em upstairs in a tray to be served. When de somethin  t eat wi~z carried to de dinin  room it wuz put on a table and served from dis table. De food warn t put on de eatin  table~.    De slaves went to church wid dey marsters. De preachers always preached to de white Loiks first, den dey would~reaoh to de slaves. Dey never said~othin  but yoU~ must be good, don t steal, don t talk back at your marsters, don t run away, don t </p>
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~5.- 16 do dis, and don t do dat. Dey let de colored preachers preach but dey give  em almanacs to preach out of. Dey didn t  low us to sing such songs as  We Shall Be Free  and  O For a Thousand Tongues to sing  . Dey always had somebody to follow de slaves to church when de colored preacher was preachin  to hear what wuz said and done. Dey wuz tfrajd us would try to say some~ thing  gainst  em.  </p>
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100210 . ~ . f ~  ~   ~ ~j ~- ~ i~ 1_~_~ ~ ~ j ~L   ;r. R. Tone~.  MARY ~ GLADDY,  EX SLAVE  Place o:t birth: On the Holt plantation, iii M~iscoges County, nsar Colu.mbua, Georgia.  Date or birth: About 1853.  pre8ent residence: In rear o~ 8O6~ - 6th Avenue, Columbus, Georgi a. Interviewed.: July 30, 1936.      Her story: ~I was a small girl when the Civil Wax  broke out, but I remember it distinctly. I also remember the whisperings  among the slaves - - their talking of the possibility of freedom.   My father was a very large, powerful man. During his master s absence, in  63 or  64, a colored foreman on the Hines Holt place once undertook to whip him; but my father wouldn t allow hirn to do it. This foreman then went off and got five big buck Regroes to help him whip father, but all six of them couldn t  out-man  my daddyl Then this foreman shot my daddy with a shot-gun, inflicting wounds from which he never fully recovered.   In  65, another Negro foreman whipped one of my little brothers. This foreman was named Warren. His whipping my brother made me mad and. when, a few days later, I saw some men on horse-back whom I took to bi Yankees, I ran to them and told them about Warren - a common Negro slave - whipping my brother. And they said    well   we will see Warren about that .   But Warren heard 17 </p>
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2 18 them and took to his heelal Yes, sir, he flew from homes, and. he didn t corne back for a weekZ Yes, sir, I sholy scared that Negro nearly to deathZ ~   ~My fathe~ s rather was a very black3 litti., fu,11-blooded, African t~egro who eo~x1d $peak only broken Engli8h. He had. a son named Adam, a brother o~ my father, living at Loohapoka, Ala. In 1867   afftei  freedom, this granpa o~ raine   who was then living In Macon, Georgia, got mad with his wife, picked. up his Thathez  bed. and toted. it ai . the way from Macon to Lochapokal Said he was done with grandma and. was going to live with Adam. A few weeks later, however, he came back throu~i Columbtts, still toting his feather bed, returning to ~randJn~ in Macon. I reckon he changed his mind. I don t believe he was over five feet high and we could hardly understand his talk.   Since freedom, I have lived in Missiasippi and. other places,  bu~t most of my life ha8 been spent right in and. around Columbus.  I have had one husband and no children. I became a widow about  35 years ago, and I have since remained one because I find that  I can serve God better when I am not bothered with a Negro man.~  Mary Gladdy claims to have never attended s hool or been privately taught in her life. And she can t write or even form the letters of the alphabet, but she gave her interviewer a very Convincing demonstration of her ability to read. When asked. how she mastered the art of reading, she replied:  The Lord revealed it to me.   For more than thirty years, the Lord has been revealing his work, and many other things, to Mary Gladdy. For more than twenty </p>
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3. 19 years, she has been experiencing ~visitat1ons o~ the spirit . These do not ooeur with any degree of regularity, but they do always o ou~r in  the dead hours o~ the night  atter she has retired, and impel her to rise and write in an unknown hand. These strange writings of her s now cover eight pages of letter paper and bear a marked resemblance to crud.e shorthand notes. Off-hand   she can  cipher  (interpret or translate ) abowt half o:~ these strange writings; the other half, however, she can make neither heads nor tails of except when the spirit is u~pon her. When the spirit eases off, she again becomes totally ignorant of the significance of that mysteriou.s half of her spirit-directed writings.   Aunt  Mary appears to be very well posted on a number of sub j e o s   Sh e I s uxrnsually fami li ai  wi th t h e Bible   and q~io tes soriptu.re freely and correctly. Shealso uses beautiful language, totally void of slang and Negro jargon,  big  words and labored expressions.  She I s a seventh Day Adventist ; is not a psychic   but is a rather mysterious personage. She lives alone, and eke8 out a living by taking in washing. She is of the opinion that  we are now living in the last days ; that, as she interprets the  Si~fl8 , the  end of time  is drawing close. Her conversion to Christianity was the result of a hair-raising experience with a ghost - about forty years ago, and she has never   from that day to this ~ faUen from grace for as  long as a minute .  To know  Aunt  Mary is to be impressed with her utter sincerity and, to like her. $he is very proud of one of her grandmothers, </p>
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4 20 Edle Dennis, who  .i~ved to be 110 years old, and. concerning whom a reprint from the Atlanta Constitution of November 10, 1900, ii appenc~ed. Her story of Chu~ok, and the words ot two spirituals and. one slave canticle which  Aunt  Mary sang for her Interviewer, are also appeMed. AtDIT EDlE DENIUS HAS  REACHED GOOD OLD AGE    SPECIAL - (FROM ATLAI~TA CONSTITUTION, NOVEMBER 10, 1900.)   4uite a remarkable oase of longevity is had in the person of Edle Dennis, a colored woman of Columbus, who has reached the unusual age of 109 years of age and. is still in a state of fair health.  Aunt Mie lives with two of her daughters at No. 1612 Third Avenue, in this city. She has lived in three centu.rie8, is a great-great grand  mother and has children, grandchildren, greatgrandchildren and great-great-grandchildren, aggregating in all over a huiidred persona. She lives with one of her  youxig~ daughters, sixtysix.  Edie Dennis is no doubt one of the oldest persons living in the United States. Cases are occasionally reported where 105 years Is reached, but 109 years is an age very seldom attained. A wonderful feature of this ease is that this old woman is the younger sister of another person now living. Aunt ~die has a brother living at Amerious, Georgia, who is 111 years old.  Notwithstanding her great age, Aunt Edie is in fairly good health. She is naturally feeble and her movements are limited. Even in her little home, from which she never stirs. Although she is feeble, her faculties seem clear and undimmed. and. she talked interestingly and. intelligently to </p>
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5 21 a Co~8t1~t~ition reporter who called. upon her recently. .  Aunt Edle was born in 1791, jus~ eight years betore the death of George Washington oceurre&amp;. She was a mother when the war o~ 1812 took place. The establishment of Colwnbus as a city was an event of her mature womanhood. The Indian War of the thirties she recalls very distinctly. She was setting old. when the Mexican War took place. She was an old woman when the great conflict between the states raged, She was seventy five years o:t age when she became free.  It is quite needless to say that Aunt !die was a slave all her li~~ u.p to the yearl866. She was born in   Eancook County, Georgi a between M.tlled~geville and Sparta. She was the property of Thomas Sohiatter. She came to Coluinbu.s j~xst atter the town had been laId off, when she was a comparatively young woman. She becanie the property o:t the ~ainily o1~ J~id~ge Hines Holt, the distinguished. Coluznbu.a lawyer. She says that when she first came here there was only a small collection of houses. Where hex  present home was located was then nothing bat swamp land. The present location ot the court house was covered with a dense woods. No event in those early years impressed itself more vividly upon Aunt 8 mind than the Indian War, in the thirties. She was at the home of one of the Indians when she first heard of the uprising against the whites, and she frankly says that she was frightened almost to death when she listened. to the oold..blooded plots to extermi~te the white people. Not much attention was paid to her on account of her being a negro. Those were very thrilling times and Aunt Edle confesses that she was exceedingly glad. when the troubles with the red rien were over. Another happening of the thirties which Aunt Edie recalls quite distinctly is the falling of the stare. She says quaintly that there was more religion that year in Georgia than there ever was before or has been since. The wonderful manner in which the stars shot across the heavens by the thousands, when every sign seemed to point to the destruction of the earth, left a lasting impree8ion upon her brain.  Aunt Edle says that she was kindly treated by her masters. She says that they took interest in the spiritual welfare of their slaves and that they were called in for prayer meeting regularly. Aunt Edie was such an~ old woman tien she was freed. that the new condition meant very little change in life for her, as she had about stopped </p>
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6 22  work, with the exception of 11~ht task8 about the house.    There eeems to be no d~oubt that Aunt Edle la 109 years o 4. She talks intelligently about things that occurred 100 yeara ago. All her children, grandohiidren, etc.   asserts that her age is exactly a~ stated. Indeed, they have been the custodians of her age, so to speak, for nearly half a century. It was a matter of great interest to her family when she passed the 100 mark.  Aunt Edle is religious and she delights In discussing scriptural matters. She has practical notions, however, and while she Is morally sure she will go to a better world when she dies, she remarks,  That we know something about this world, but nothing about the next.R  Perhaps this is one reason why Aunt Edle has stayed here 109 years.  __T-______        NOTE: Mary Glad~y (8O6~ ~ Sixth Avenue, Columbus, Georgia). A grand-daughter of Edle Dennis, states that her grandmother died in 1901, aged. 110.    TEE STORY 0F CHUCK, AS TOLD BY MARY GLADDY.  Chuck was a very Intelligent and Industrious slave, but so religious that he annoyed his master by doing so much praying, chanting, and singing.  So, while in a apitetu. . mood one day, this master sold. the Negro to an infidel. And this infidel, having no respect ~or religion whatsoever, beat Chuck unmerol~11y in an effort to stop him from indulging in his devotions. But, the more and the harder the infidel owner whipped Chuck, the more devout and demonstrative the slave became, </p>
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 7 23   Finally, one day, the infidel was stricken j .). u.nto death; the wioked man felt that hi a end was near and he was afraid to die. Moreover, his conscience rebuked him for his cruel treatment of  this slave. The f amily doctor had given the inf idel up: the man apparently had but a f ew hours to live. Then, abo it 8 o clock at night   the dying man asked his wife to go down in the slave qu~arter and ask Chuck if he would come to his bedside and pray f or him.  The white lady went, as requested, and found Chuck on hie knees, engaged in prayer.   Chuck , she called., ~you~r master is dying and has sent me to be~ you to come and pray for ~iim.R   Why, Ma~dorn , replied. Chuck, ~I has been praying fer Marster tonight ~ - already, and I ll gladly go with you.~  Chuck then went to his Master s bed side and prayed for him all night, and the Lord. heard Chuck s prayers, and the white man recovered, was converted, joined the church, and became an evangelist. He also freed Chuck and made an evangelist of  him. Then the two got in a bu~~y and, for years   traveled together all over the country, preaching the gospel and saving sould.  NOTE: Mary Gladdy believes this t  be a true story, though she knew neither the principals involved, nor where nor when they lived and labored, She says that the story has been ~handed downs, and she once saw it printed in, and thus confirmed by, a Negro publication - long after she had originally heard it. </p>
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8 24 KEEP THE FIRE BURNI1~G WHILE TOUR SOUL S FIRED UP.    Fire, :tire, O, keep the fire bui ning  while yo~ir soiil a fired up,  O, keep the fire burning while your  soul s tired up;  Never mind what satan says while  your sou. . s fired up,  You ain t going to learn how to watch  and pray,  Less you. keep the tire burning while  your 8Ou1t8 tired~ lip.   Old Satan is a liar wid a sunjorer,  too;  Lt you don t mind, he ll ou.njor you;  Keep the fire burning while your  ~  i~~ i~1E   Never mind~ what satan says while, your sOul   ~ire~ up.    Sung tor interviewer by: Mary Gladdy, ~r-alave, 806j ~ Sixth Avenue,   Columbus, Georg1~.  . December 17, 1936. </p>
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(9) 25 Th~ G~OSP~L TR~   Never seen the like since I ve be&amp;n  b ort ~  The I~ e ople k~eep a ~c omia~   ~nd th e trait   8 done gone;  too 1a~te   the In  s done gone, sinner, too late, the train s done  gone; Too late, Too late, Never seen the like since I ve been born,  The people keep a-~conaiiig, and the train s  done ~.one;  Too late, too late, the train s done gone.   vent d own i nit o the vail e y to watch  and ~ ~  ~ SOUl  ~ot happy and I stayed aU all day;  Too late, too late, the train s done gone; Too late, sinner, too late, the train s  done gone;  ~ever s~en tue iik.e since I ve been  born,  The pe opi e ke ep a -~c o~:ing an d the t rain   s  d.~r~e ~one~  Too late, too late, the train s done  gone.   t </p>
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10 26 8~ing foi  interviewer by:  Mary G1ad~y, ex-slave, 806* - 6th Av nue, Columbus, Georgia, December 1?, 1936    OLD SlAVE CANTICLE.   My sister, I feels ~ ~y sister  I feels  im;  1q11 night long I ~e been feelin   im;  Jest befoe day, I feels  im, jest be    foe day I feels  im; The spent, I feels  im, the spent I  feels  imi  My brother, I feels  im, my brother~ I  teels  im;  All night 1on~ I ve been feelin    im,  Jest befoe day, I feels  im, jest   befoe day, I feel  im;  Th  spent, I feels  imi  According to Mary Gladdy, ex-slave, 8061 - 6th Avenue, Columbus   Georgi a, i t was customary among slaves during the Civil War period to secretly gather in their cabins two or three nights each week and hold prayer and   xperienee meetings. A large, iron pot was always placed </p>
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:i.i 27 ag~inet the cabin door   ~ sideways, to keep the sound. o:r their v~,1ces from ~esoaping  or being ~ieard trom the outside. Then, the s1a~ea would sing, pray, and relate experiences all night long. Their great, so~zl hunger1ng d~esire was freedom -~ not that they loved. the Yankees or hated their masters, but merely longed. to be free and hated the institution of slavery.  Practically always, every Negro attendant of these meetings felt the spirit of the Lord ~toueh him (or her) just before day . Then, all would arise, Shake hands around, and begin to chant the canticle above quoted. This was also a signal for adjournment, and, after chanting 15 or 20 minutes   all would shake hands again and go home   - confident in their hearts that freedom was in the offing foe  them. </p>
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1p9  M.3 .Ross  jcr-1/25/37 Talk with ex-slave  .4 ~ SA1UE GRAY  IULi17  ~ ~-~--  Ssrah G~i~ay is an aged. ex~s1~we, whose years hive riot only bent b~er body bu.t seem to have oloudied. her memoi y. Only a few faets relating to 8lSvery coald, therefore, be learned from her. The events she related, however, seemed to give her as much pleasure a~ a child playing with a favorite toy. Sarah The only recofl~1on ~  has of her mother is seeing ber   lay in her coffin, as she was very young when her mother   She remembers asking her sisterS why they didn t give: b~r   any breakfast.   Sarah s master was Mr. Jim Nesbit, who wa~ the owner ot a small plantation In Gwinnett County. The exact nu.mber of slaves on the plantation were not known, but there were enough to carry on the work of plowing, hoeing and. chopping the cotton and. other crops. Women as well as men were eipeoted. to turn out the required. an~u~nt of work, whether it was picking cotton, ou~tting logs, splitting rails for fences or working in the house.   Sarah was a house slave, performing the duties of a ~id. She Wa s of ten taken o n tri pa wi th ~~1e mi stres s, a nd. trea ted mor e a~ one of the Nesbit family than as a slave. She remarked, I even ate the same kind. of food as the master s family.    The Nesbits, according to Sarah,  ollowed the cas tomary practice of the other slave o~ers in the matter of the punish  nient of slaves. She says, however, that while there were stories slave o~ers of s cane very oi aOl mas ters   in her opinion the ~s *~bi ;of those  d.ays were not as cruel as some people today. She said. occasionally slave owners appointed some of the slaves 88 overseers, and. very Often these slave overseers were very cruel. as she died.  mother </p>
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2 3() jer- 1/25/ 37 Talk with ex slave  When the war began, the Nesbits and. other plantation owner s gi~ ouped toge thor   packed tkieir wagons fall o~ supplies, took all of their slaves, and. started on a 3ou~i ney as refugees. They had. not gone very far when a band. of Y~ankee soldiers overtook them, destroyed the wagons   took seventy of the men prisoners and. marched. off taking ail o~ the horses, saying ~~ that they were on their way to Riohmond. and when they returned. there botild be no more masters and. slaves   as the slaves . w oel d. be freed.. Some of the slaves followed. the ~nkees, bat most of them remained. with their masters  faailies.   They were not told. of their freedom immed.iatelyon the termination of the war, but learned. it a little later. As compensation, Mr. Nesbit promised them money ~   education. She deblares, however, that this promise was never fulfilled.   Sarah Grayts recollections of slavery, for the most part, seem to be pleasant. She soins it up in the statement,  In spite of tke hardships we had. to go through at times, we had. a lot to be thankful for. There were frolics, and. we were given plenty of good food. to eat, especially after a wedding.    The aged ex slave now lives with a few distant relatives. She is well oared for by a family for whom she worked. as a n~rse for 3~ years, and she declares that she is happy in he~  old age, feeling that her life has been usefully spent. </p>
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-rr ~  ~1D~:p:~1\T ~ Li~i J~1~~-JL ~       Alice Green s supposed address led the interviewer to a  cabin ~ ~ith a padlocked front door. A small Negro girl who was  L)1a:Ti.n~r in the adjoining yard admitted, after some coaxing, that  ~ knew where Alice could be found. Pointingdown the street,  3h~ said: ~ See dat house wid de sheet hangin  out in front. Dat s  i:iii~r ~unt Alice lives now. 1 A few moments later a rap on the door  3_ the house designated was answered by a small, slender Negress;. t   t? Yes I~iam, I m Alice Green, was her solemn response to  t:~e in~uiry. 3he pondered the question of an interview for a 1D~Lent and then, with unsmiling dignity, bade the visitor come In ::~i~CI be seated. Only one room of the dilapidated two~-room shack \7a~ usable for shelter and this room was so dark that lampliglit ~ necessary at 10:00 o clock in the morning. lier smoking oil  I:;. -~2 ~ 1111flUS its chimney.     Negro child about two or three years old was Alice s s:~i~ c3nlpanion.   I takes keer 01 little 3allie Liae whilst her ~.:y ~:ruks at a boardin  house,Tt she explained.  ~$he s lots of OD. ~ ior rae.    Charles and Milly ~reen was ray daddy and mammy. U~C~T S overseer was a man named Green, and dey said he was a ~3r~r:Lul mean sort of man. I never did know ~har It was dey livad ::hen Daddy was borned. Manuny s niarster was a lawyer dat 32 </p>
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:33  dey called Sliekhead~ Mitchell, and he h8~d a plantation at ifelicon. ~prin~s. Mammy was a house gal and she said dey treated her ri~ht good. Now Daddy, he done field work. You know what field work is   hoein  plowin    and things lak . When you was a sluve you had t o do anything and evvything your inarster told you to. You was jus   bli~ed to obey your marster no matter what he said for ~rou to do. If you didn t, it was mighty bad for you. L:,T two oldest sisters was Fannie and Rena. Den come my brothers, Isaac ana. Bob, and my two youngest sisters, Luna and Violet. Dere iias seven of us in all.  t, ~3laves lived in rough little log huts daubed wld mud and de chiniblys was made out of sticks and redmud. %Ma~my said dat atter de slaves had done got through wid deir day s work and ~inished eatin  supper, dey all had to git busy workin  wid cotton. ~oiaie carded bats, some spinned. and some weaved cloth. I knows you is done seen dis here checkidy cotton homespun  dat s what dey weaved ror our dresses. Dein dresses was ruade tight and long, and dey made  ein right on de body so as not to waste none ofde cloth. ~ll slaves had was homespun clothes and old heavy brogan shoes.   t? You ll be s prised at what Mammy told me  bout how she ~ot her lamm    She said she kept a  sehool book hid in her ~ all de time and when~ de whit.e chillun. ~ot home froiri school </p>
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34 ~~i3 would ax  em lots of q~uestions all  bout what dey had done lamed dat day and,  cause she was so proud of evvy little scrap of book lamm  she could pick up, de white chillun lamed her how to read and write too, All de lamm  she ever had she got ~ro:~ de white chillun at de big house, and she was so smart at ~ittin ~  em to lam her dat atter de war was over she got to be a school teacher. Long  fore dat time, one of dem white chillun ~ot ~narried and tuk Mammy wid her to her new home at Butler, ~or~ia. ~   T, Now my daddy, he was a plum sight sho   nou~. He said dat when evvythin  got still and quiet at~ night he would slip off and hunt him up some  omans. Patterollers used to git atter :aim wid nigger hounds and once when dey cotch him he ss~id dci; beat him so bad you couldn t lay your hand on him nowhar dat it ;i~rn t sore. Dey beat so many holes in him he couldn t even ~7~r ills shirt. MOSt Of de time he was lucky enough to outrun  em 1.nd if he could jus  git to his inarster s place fust dey couldn t lay hmds on nim. Yes Mam, he was plenty bad  bout runnin  away ~:~i~d ~~itUn  into devilment.   tl Daddy used to talk lots  bout dem big cornshuckin s. ~-e ~ dat when dey got started he would~jump up on a bi  old )ile oi. corn and holler loud as h  could whilst he was a snatchin   ~ SkIuCkS off as fast as creased 1i~htin . </p>
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35  t, When Mammy was converted she ~ the whit4eolks c~~urch and. was baptized by a white preaehei~   ~suse in dem days slaves all went to de sanie churches wid de~ marster s rambJ.ies. Dere vv~rn t no separate churches ~or Negroe~ and. white people den.  t? ~ wa.rntt no b1g~er dan dis here little Salue Mae what  stays wid nie when de War ended and dey free~, d~ slaves. A 1on~ ti~a~ atter it was all over, Mammy told. me ~bout dat day. She said ~iie was in de kitchen up at de big house a-~ookin  and nie and my si~D~rs was out in de yard in de sandbed. a~1ayin  wid de little : iite ciilllUfl when dein yankee sojers come. Old Miss, she said to ~anna~r:  i~~i11y, look yonder what s a~eoii~~ , I aintt gwine to ~I::~ve notliln  3~eft, not even a nickels worth~  cause d~ere comes C4~3:i y~nkees.t Dey rid on in de yard, dem s~ers what wore dem ~ jackets, and dey jus  swarmed all over ~ur place. Dey even  -~n~ in our smokehouse and evvywliar and toot whatever dey wanted.  ~ s.~id slaves was all freed from bondage ~d told us to jus  ~ anythin~g and evvytuiing us wanted rroxn ~ bi~ house and all  l~:und de plantation whar us lived. Dem th~vth  sojers even ~i~::ei up one of de babies and started off ~ 1~d iSt, and den Old  -~i3~ did scream and. cry tor sho . Atter de~ h~d done left, Old.  -._iss called all o1~ us together and said she ~ith~ t want none of us to 1e~ve her and so us stayed widher a whoJM ~ atter freedom done come. </p>
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 _) -~  5.-   t Not many slaves had a chance to ~ it property oi~ deir .owI1 for a 1on~ time  cause dey didn t have no money to buy it wid. Dem few what had land. oC deir own wouldn t have had it it deir white folks hadn t give it to  em or help  era to ~it it. My uncle, Carter Brown, had a plenty  cause his white folks. holped him to lt a home and  bout evvything else he wanted. Dem i ~~orton Negroes ~ ot ahead faster dan niost any of de others  round here but dey couldn t have done it ir deir white loiks hadn t holped  em so much.   It ~3oon as I  ~ot bi~ enough, I started cookin  i~or well.-  o~~t white ~olics. Fact is, I ain t never cooked ror no white  olks dat didn t have jus  plenty oI~ nioney. some oi~ de white   olks whathas done et my cookin  is de Mitchells, Upsons, Ruckers, Jrid~es, and Chiet Sea~raves  ~ambly. I was cookin  lor Chier .Juesse s mammy when hs was jus  a little old shirttail boy. thoney, I allus did lak to be workin  and I have done my share o~ it, but since I got so old I ain t able to do much no more. L~y vhite roiks is nii~hty ~o3d to me thoU~.   I, 1 ~w ~1oney, you may think it s kind o1 runny but I ain t nev3r been much of a hand to run tround wid colored folks. ~:~r maimily and ray white folks dey raised mc ri~ ht and Jarned me :ood manners and I ~n powerful proud of my raisin . I feels lak now dat white folks understands me bebt r and tprecjates the more. </p>
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-~6~- 37 Why, jus  listen to dis~ 7ihen i~r. ~~~eaver Bridges told nie his another had done died, he axed rae did I want to ~o to the funeral and he said he was soin  to take nie to de church and graveyard too, and sho   nough dey did corne and ~it nie and carry me. tlong. I was glad dey had so iiiany pretty flowers at Mrs. Bridges  funeral  cause I loved her so much. She was a raightysweet, good, kind  oman.   t, ~j_l ray folks is dead now  cept me and my chillun, ~rchie, Lila, and Lizzie. All three of  em is done married now. Arche, he s got a house full of chiliun. lie works up yonder at de Georgian Hotel. I loves to stay in a little hut oIT to myself  cause I can tell good as anybody when my chillun and in-laws begins to look cross eyed at me so I jUs  stays out ot deir way.   t? I ni still able to go to church and back by myself  pretty reg lar.  Bout four years ago I jined ifull s Baptist  Church. Lak to a got lOst didn t I? 1L  I had stayed out a little  1on~er it would have been too late, and I sho  don t want to be  1 o s t . </p>
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PLANTATION LIFE -~ ~ 38 Interview with: ALICE GREEN 156 Willow Street Athens, Georgia       written by: Sadie B. Hornsby Athens - I Edited by: Sarah H. Hall Athens -  Leila Earns Augusta - and ~ohnN~ Booth District Supervisor Federal Writers  Project Residencies   &amp; 7. </p>
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i~  ~ ~ j -1-     ALICE GREEN Ex-S1ave~A~e76 .   Alice Green s address led to a tumble down shack set in a sniall yard which was enclosed by a sagging poultry wire fence. The gate, off its hinges, was propped across the entrance.   The call,  Alice~  brought the prompt response,  Here I is. sus  push de gate down and come on in.  When a little rat terrier ran barking out of the house to challenge the visitor, Alice hobbled to the door.  Come back here and be-have yourself  she addressed the dog, and. turning to the interviewer, she said:   Lady, dat dog won t bite nothin  but somepin  t eat ~ when he kin git it.  Don t pay him no  tention. Won t you come in and have a seat?    Alice has a light brown complexion and bright blue eyes. She a wore a soiled print dress, and/dingy stocking cap partly con~  cealed her white hair. Boards were laid. across the seat of what had been a cane- bottomed chair, in which she eat and rocked.   Asked if she would talk of her early Life the old Negress replied:   Good Lords Honey, I done forgot all I ever knowed  bout dem days. I was born in Clarke County. Milly and Charley Green was ray mammy and peppy and d~ey b longed to Marse Daniel Miller. Mammy, she was born and raised in Clarke County but my pappy, he come from south-s west Georgia. I done forgot de town whar he was brung up. Dere </p>
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-~2  40 was seven of us chillun : me and Viola   Lula   Fannie   Rena   Bob,.. and Isaac. Chillun what warn t big  nough to wuk In de fields or In de house stayed  round de yard and played in de sand piles wid. de white chillun.   tSlaves lived in mud-daubed log huts what had chimblies rnadeout of sticks arid mud. Lordy lioneyl Dem beds was made wid big high poaties and strung wid cords for springs. Folks never had rio wire bedsprings dem days. Our mattresses was wheat straw put in ticks made out of coarse cloth what was wove on de loom right dar on de plantation.    I don t know nothin   bout what my grandrnamtnies done in slav ry time. I never seed but one of  em, and. don t  member much  bout her. I was jus  so knotty headed I never tuk in what went on  cause I never  spected to be axed to tell  bout dem days.   ~ Money~ Oh-h-h, no Ma am I never seed no money  tu I was a great big gal. My white folks was rich and fed us good. Dey raised lots of hogs and give us plenty of bread and meat wid milk and butter and ail sorts of veget8bles. Marster had one big garden and dere warn t nobody had more good vegetables dan he fed to his slaves. De cookin  was done in open fireplaces and most all de victuals was biled or fried. Us had all de  possums, squirrels, rabbits, and tish us wanted cause our inarster let de mens go huntin  and flahin  lots. </p>
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41  Us jus  wore coninion clothes. Winter tiflte dey give us dresses mad e out of thi o k h omespun ei 0th   De sk I rt s was gathe red on to tight fittin  waisties. Us wore brass toed brogan shoes in winter, but in s~iiimer Niggers went bar foots. Us jus  wore what us could ketch in summer. By dat time our winter dresses had done wore thin and us used.  em right on thro~igh de hot weather.   Marse Daniel Miller, he was some kinder good to Manirny, and Miss Susan was good. to us too. Now Honey, somehow I jus  cain t  meinber deir chilluns naines no more. And I played in de sand piles all day long wid  em too.   Oh -h-h~ Dat was a great big old plantation, and. when all dein Niggers got out in de fields wid horses and wagons, it looked lak a picnic ground; only d~n Niggers was in dat field to wuk and~ dey sho  did have to wuk.   Marster had a carriage driver to drive him and 01e Miss  round and to take de chullun to school. De overseer, he got de Niggers up  fore day and dey had done et deir breakfast,  tended to de stock, and was in de field by sunup and he wuked  ein  tu sundown. De mens didn t do no wuk atter dey got through tendin  to de stock at night   but Mammy and lots of de other ~ om.~ns sot up and spun and wove  til  leven or twelve o clock lots of nights.   My pappy was a man what b lieved in havin  his fun and ce would run off to see de gals widout no pass. Once when he slipped off </p>
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 -4.,. 42  dat way de patterollers si ciced dem nigger hounds on hl* and ~ when dey cotched him dey most beat him to death; he couldn t lay on his back for a long time.   tlf dey had Jails, I didn t know nothin   bout  em. De patterollers wid deir nigger hounds made slaves b have deirseifs widout puttin   ein in no jails. I never seed no Niggers sold, but Mamniy saii her and her whole fambly was sold on de block to de highes  bidder and dat was when 01e Marster got us.   Manmiy, she was de cook up at de big house, and when de white chiflun come back from school in de atternoon she would ax  em to show her how to read a little book what she carried  round in her bosom all de time, and. to tell lier de other things dey had larn t in school dat day. Dey lamed her how to read and write, and atter de War was over Mammy teached scnool and was a granny  oman (midwife) too.  *Dey made us go to church on Sundays at de white folks church  cause dere warn t no church for slaves on de plantation. Us went to Sunday School too. Mammy jined de white folks church and was baptized by de white preacher. 11e larnt us to read de Bible, but on some of de plantations s:IaVes warntt  lowed to lam how to read and write. I didn t have no favorite preacher nor song neither, but Mammy had one song what $he sung lots. It was  bout  Hark from de Tombs a Doleful Sound.  I never seed nobody die and I never went to no buryin  dunn  slav ry time, so I cain t tell nothin   bout things lak dat. </p>
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-5- 43  ~Lordy Iioney~ flow could dein Niggers run oft to de North when dem patterollers and deir hounds was waltin  to run  em down and beat  em up? Now some of de slaves on other places might have found  sme way to pass news  round but not on 01e Marater s place. You sho  had to have a pass  fore you could leave dat plantation and he warn t goin  to give you no pass jus  for fooliabment. I never heared tell ot no uprisin s twixt White folks and Niggers but dey fussed a-plenty. Now days when folks gits mad, dey jus  hauls. off and kills one another. ..-~.    Atter slaves got through deir wuk at night, dey was so tired dey jus  went right off to bed and to sleep. Dey didn t have to wuk on Sadday atter dinner, and dat night dey would pull candy, dance, and frolic  til late in de night. Dey had big times at cornshuckin s and log rollin s. My pappy, he was a go-gitter; he used to stand up on de corn and whoop and holler, and when he got a drink of whiskey in him he went hog wild.  ~ere was alius big eatin s when de corn was all shucked.    Christmas warn t much diffunt from other times. Us chillun had a heap of fun a-lookin  for Santa Claus. De old folks danced, quilted, and pulled candy dunn  de Christinastinie. Come New Year s Day, dey all had to go back to wuk.    What for you wants to know what I played when I was a little gal? Dat was a powerful long time ago. Us played in de sand piles, jumped rope, played hide and seek and Old Mother Hubbard.  </p>
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45 for de x~iens. I done forgot most of what dey made us take. I know dey made us wear asstiddy (asafetida) sacks  round our necks, and eat guingoo wax. ~ Dey rubbed our heads wid caniphor what was ralxed ~gid whiskey. Old folks used to conjure folks when dey ~ot mad. at  ein. Dey went in de woods and got certain kinds of roots and biled.  ein wid spider webs, and give  em de tea to drink.    One ~ day us chillun was playin  in de sand pile and us looked up and seed a passel of yankees comin . Dere was so many of  em~ it was lak a flock of bluebirds.  Fore dey left some folks thoughtdey was more lak blue devils. My mammy was in de kitchen and 01e Miss said:   Look out of dat window, Milly; de yankees is commt for sho  and dey s goin  to free you and take you and your chillun  way from me. Don t leave me ~ Please   t leave me   Milly!   Dein yankees swa rxned into de yard. Dey opened de smokehouse, chicken yard, corncrib, and evvything on de place. Dey tuk what dey wanted and told us de rest was ours to do what us pleased wid. Dey said us was free and dat what was on de plantation b longed to us, den dey went on off and us never seed  e~ no more.    When de War was over 01e Miss cried and cried and begged us not to leave her, but us did. Uswent to wuk for a man on halves. I ha~1 to  ~ white wuk in de field  til I was a big gal, den I went to wuk for rich/folks. I ain t never wuked for no pore white folks in my whole life.    It was a long time  fore L~iggers could buy land for deirselfa  cause dey had to make de money to buy it wid. I couldn t rightly say when </p>
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schools was se~t up for de Niggers. It was all auch a long tinte ago, and I never tuk lt In nohow.    I don t recollect when I married George Huff or what I wore dat day. Didn t live wid him long nohow. I warn t goin  to live wid no man what sot  round and watched i~ie wuk. Mammy had done larnt rue how to wuk, and I didn t know nothin  else but to go ahead and wuk for a livin . I don t know whar c~eorge is. ff~e might be dead for all I know; if he ain t, he ought to be. I got three chillun. Two of  era is gals, Lizzie and Lila, and one is a boy. My oldest gal, she lives in Atlanta.  She ignored the question as to where her other daughter lives.  My son wuks at de Georgian Hotel. But understand now, dem ain t George Huff s chillun. Deir pappy was my sweetheart what got into trouble and runned away. I ain t gwine to tell his name.   ~Honey, I Jus  tell you de truth; de reason why I jined de church was  cause I was a wild gal, and dere warn t nothin  too mean for me to do for a long time. Mammy and my sisters kept on beggin  nie to change my way of livin , but I didn t  tu four years ago. I got sick ~nd thought I was gem  to die, and den I begged de good Lord to forgive me and promised Him if He would let megit well  nough to git out of dat bed, I would change and do good de rest of my life. When I was able to git up~ I dined de church. I didn t mean to burn in hell lak de preachers said I would. I thinks evvybody ought to jine de church and live right.    Oh-h-b Lady, I sho  do thank you for dis here dime. I m gwine to buy me some meat wid it. I ain t had none dis week. My white folks is mighty good to me, but Niggers don t pay rae no mind. </p>
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4?  lias you axed me all you wants to? I sho  Is glad  Cause I ain t had nothin  t eat ylt.  She pulled down her stocking to tie the coin in its top and revealed an expanse of sores from ankle to knee. A string was tied above each knee.  A white lady told me dem strings soaked in kerosene would drive out de misery from my laigs,  Alice explained.  Goodbye Honey, and God bless you.     s   . </p>
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Opini~on ~ Slavery ...    By  ~ I.BaRoae  .~ ~ ~. Isiah Green - Ex~Slave 1~ ~i ~  AR EX-SLAVES OPINION OF SLAVERY      I~ah Green, an ex slave, still has a olar, agile mind. and. an intelligent ~nner. With his reddish brown complexion, straight hair   an~1 high oliesk bones   he reminds you. of an old Indian Chief, and he verifies the impression by telling you. that his grandfather was a full blooded. Indian   Isaiah Qreen was born in 1856 at Greensboro, Ge. Cleary Ma lory Willis an d. Bob Henderson wer  his parents   bu. t he did. not grow ;ip knowing the love and. care of a father, f r his father was sold. from his mother when he was only two years. Years ~.ter, his mother lost track of his father and. married. again. There were eleven children and. Isaiah was next to the youngest. r __~__~ His master was Colonel Diok Willis, who with his wife  s~_~ Misa Sally  managed. a plantation of 3,000 acres of land aM 150 slaves. Col. Willis had. seven ohild.ren, aU by a previ~ia marriage. Tb~ouighoat the State he was known for his wealth and. culture. ILls plantation extended up and d~n tk~ Oconee River.  Eis slave quarters were made up of r~s of 2-room log  cabins w.tth a different family occupying ea h row. The fireplaces were built three and four feet in length purposely for cooking.  Tk~ furniture, consisting of a bed., table, ami chair, w&amp;s mads from pine wood. and. kept clean by scouring with sand.. New mat  tresses and pillows were aad.e each spring from wheat straw.  . ~ ---- ~ Old. Uncle Peter, one of the Willis slaves, was a skilled. . carpenter and would go about building ho~s for other plantation  owners. Sometimes he was go~ as long as four or five months. 1. :   ~ ~or l/25/37 </p>
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  q jcr~-l/25/37 Ex slave s opinion of slavery 50    Every two weeks, rations of ~Sl, molasses and bsc  were given each slave family in sufficient quantity. The slaves prepared their own mea3s, bat were not allowed to leave the fields antil noon. A nursing mother, however, could leave between times.   Large families were the aim ath pride of a slave owner, and. he guickly learned which of the slave women were breeders and which were not. A slave trader could ~ways sell a bre ding woman  fortwicethe ~ owner got rid of those who jdldn t breed. First, however, he would wait until he had .aoouau-  I of undesirablea ~ted a numbsi,~ including the aged and unruly.   ~ ~-~~Phere was an old slave trader In Louisiana by the Mine of  :R1~~~ who always bought this type of slave and re-sold them. When ~: ready to sell, a s p~ve o~er notified him by telegram. ~Then Riley  I arrived, the slaves were lined. up, undressed and. closely inspected.  ~ Too many scars on the body meant a  bad slave 1 and. no one would  \ be anxious to purchase him.  / -~----.-  Green related the story of his grand mother Betsy Willis.  Auy grandmother was ha 1f whi te ~ s moe the master o f the pl~tation ! on which st~ lived was her father.  He wished. to sell her, and. when she was pladed. on the block he n#de the following statement:   I wish to sell a slave who is also my daughter. Before anyone can purchase her, he must agree not to treat hei  as a slave bat as s free person. She is a good midwife and. can be of great service  to you.. Col. Dick Willis was there, az~ in front of everyone  signed the papers.  ~ TLt  Willis plantation was very large and. rsq~uired many workers. ~hsre were 75 plow hands alone, exolading those who werersquix ed. to do the hoeing. Women as well as n worked in the fields. Isaiah Green Isolares that his mother could plow 2. </p>
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M Zx-elave s opinion of slavery 3.. as well 88 any man. He also says that his work was very easy in the spring. He d.ropped. peas into the sof~t earth between the eornstalks, and. planted. them with his heel. Cotton, wheat, corn, and~ all kin4s of vegetables mad.e u~p the crops. A special group of women did. the carding and. spinning, and~ made the cloth on two looms. All garments were made froa this homesp~in cloth. Dyes fr m roots and. berries were ased to prod~aoe the various colors. Red. elm berries and. a certain tree bark made one kind. of dye.   Besid.es acting as midwife, Green s grand~motk~r Betsy Willis, was also a skilled. seamstress and. able to shOw the other women different points in the art of sewing. Shoes were given to the slaves as often as tkey were needed. Green s step father was afflicted and could not help with the work in the field. Since he was a skilled shoe maker his job was to make shoes in the winter. In sammer   however   he was re q~ui red. t o ai t in the large garden ringing a bell to stare away the birds.   ~r~~ Col. Willis was a very kind ~n, who would. not tolerate  j cruel treatment to any of his slaves by . If a si ave ri  ported that he had. been whipped for no reason and. showed soar. on his body as proof, the overseer was discharged. On the Willis Plantation were 2 colored men known as ItNiggar Drivers.  Ons particularly, known as 9lzicle Jarrett,  was very mean and enjoyed exeeedingtbeauthority given by the master. Green remarked,  1 was the master s pet. He ~ver we anyone to whip me end. he didn t whip me himself. He was 7-ft. 9 in. tail and. often as I walked with him, he would. ask,  Isaiah, do you. love your old maater?t Of course I would answer,yea, for I did love hiii.~  --~ . Col. Willis did not allow the  patt rrollers  to inter  fere with any of his slaves. He ~vsr gave them passes,  ~* if an~ were caua it oat without one the ate~rm1Thi ~ were J~a1  </p>
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4.  ~ tJ,~         to whip them.   Mr. John Branch was  onsidei ed one of the meanest slave owners in Green County, and the Negroes on his plantation were  ~~_~_8 running~~.Jiother.. slave owner know~for his cruelty  ~was Colonel Galloway, who had a slave named Jesse who ran away  f an~ stayed 7 years   He dug a cave in the ground and mMe  j fairly comfortable li ving quarters . Other s lave s. who no longer  I could stanil Col. Calloway s cruelty, would join him. Jesse  I visited. his id~fe, Lettie, two and three times a week at night.  I Col. Calloway could never verify this, but became suspicions  ~ when Jesse s wife gave birth to two children who were the exact  I duplicate of Jesse. When he openly accused her of knowing  I Jesse s whereabonts, she denied the charges, pretending she had  ;: not seen him since the day he left.  When the war ended., Jesse came to his old master and told.  him he had been living right on the plantation for ~ie past 7  I years. Col. Calloway was astonished.; he showed. no ~ger toward. Jesse, however, but loaned him a horse arid wagon to move his  L~!~~~od. s from the cave to hi s home .  There were some owners who ma&amp;e their slaves steal goods ~ and hide it Ofl theirs. They were punished.  by their master, however, if they were caught.  Frolics were hSld on the Willis p1ant~tion as often as desired. It was customary to invite slaves from adjoining p1an~ tations, but if they ittended. withoat securing a pass from tk~ir master, the ~patterrollera  could. not bother them so long as they were on theWillis plantation. On the way ho~, however, they were often caught and beaten. j or-1/25/37 Ex slave s opinion of sLavery </p>
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 ier-1/a /37 Ex 8lsve s opinion of slavery 5. 03  (~_  In those d~ays there were many Negro masicianswho were  ( always ready to turnistt inasie from their ban3o and fiddle tor  (she frolics   If a white family was entertaining, an~~eeded~ s m~iaL o ian bat d. Ithi  t own one   they wo ~i1d hire a a lave fron another plantation to play for them.   Col. Willis ~t ways allowed his slaves to ke ep whatever money they earned. There were two Stills Ofl the Willis plantation, bu.t the slaves were never allowed to drink whiskey at their froljoe. Sometiaes they max~ged to  take a 1itt1e ~ withou.t the master knowing it.   On Su.nday afternoon8, slaves were required. to attend white churches for religious services, and. over and. over again the one sermon tlrwnmed. into their heads was, ~Servants obey you.r mistress and. master~ you. live for them. Now go home and. obey, and you.r mastr wi:I.1 treat you. right.  If a slave wished. to join the ehuroh, he was baptized by a white minister.   The oonsent of both slSve owners was neoessary to anite a ooaple in matrimony. No other oeremony was required. If either master wished to sell the slave who ~rried., he would. name the price and if it was agreeable to the other, the deal was settled so that one owner became master of both. The lap  gar and stronger the man, the more valu,able he was considered.   Slaves did. not lack z~di~ltreati~nt andwere given t!. be8t 0   attention by the owner s family doctor. Someti~s slaves would. pretex~ ilinees to escape work in the field. A quick examination, however, revealed the ~ uth. Rome remedies such as turpentine, castor oil, eta., were always k pt on hand for minor alimente.   Green remembers hearing talk of the war before he aetu~lly  e  ~ aigris of it.  It was not long before the Yankesa viaitel </p>
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 jor 1/25/37 b 6. 54~   Gre r~aboro, Ga., and. the Willis plantation. I~n one ooesaion1 they took all the best horses and. mules and. left theirs whickt were broken down and worn from travel. ~ They also aearek~e ~ tor moneyherval~bleD~ixg t~i1s periol a sail wagon  f~?oke down in the creek and water soon eovere~ it. When the (~ water fell, negroes trom the Willis plantation found sacks of  money aM hid it. One ~aor~ipalou~s Negro betrayed. the others; ra the r than give ba ek the money   n~ny r an. away frofl the vi ci ni ty. Isaiah s Uncle managed. to keep hi~ money btit ~ the Ku Klux Klan learned that he was one of the group. One night t$y kidnaped and carried him to the woods where they pinned hi~ to the groui~, 8et tk~ d~y leaves on fire, and left him. In tI~ group he recognized his master s son Jimmie. As tate would   ~ hare it the leaves burned in plaoes and. went out. By twisting a little he ma ged to get loose, but foar~. that hie feet were ? ba dly burned   La ter   when be confront ed the mas ter with the  facts, Col. Willis offered to pay him it he would not mention the fact that hisson Jimmie was mixed. ap in it, and he sent the n~n to a hospital to have his b~irns treated. In the e~, all of his toes had to be amputated.  \  Another time, the Yankees visited the Willis plantation and offered Green a stick of candy if he wo~ild tell them where the master hid his whiskey. Isaiah ignoraatly ~e the inform mation. The leader of the tro~ps then blew his trwnpet ar~. hie sen came from every direction. H. gave orders that they search for an underground cellar. Very soon they fouiid the well-stocked hiding place. The troops drank as much as they wanted and invited the slaves to help then~elves. Later, when Col. Willis arrived and the ~ietr 8a, who was furious, told bi~ Ex~s1aveT8 opinion of slavery </p>
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jer 1/2~/37 7. 53 Ex slave s oDiniori of 8lavery told. hini, she said.,  I~ lt hadn t been for that little villain, the Yankees would. never have foand. yoar whiskey.  Tb~e mastei~  u.nderstood, however, tP~t Isaiah had.n t known what he was doing, and. refused to pOEnish him.  7/ The Yankees oaa~ to the Willis plantation to notify the   /Negroes o~ their freedom. One thing they said stands ou~t In   1  Green s n~mory. ~ i ~ your mistress calls you.  JO~m,  eau her  Sally.  You. are as free as she Is and. she can t whip you any  more. If yoti remain, sIgn a paper so that you~ will receive pay  ~  for yoar work .   Mrs   Willis looked on wi th tears in her ey es  j and shook her head. sadly. The next day the ~ster no~fied each  j slave family that they could remain on his plantation If tk~y  ~t- desired and. he woald give each ~?5.OO at ChrIatn~a. Looking at  j Isaiah s step father, he told. him that since he was a~tflicted he ~ would  I~5~45O.OO, bu.t this amou.nt was reftised. Wishing ..~ to keep the nan, Col. Willis finally offered him as mu.ch as he  promised the ablebodled. men.   Some slave owners did not let their slaves know of their freedom, ani kept them in ignorance as long as six months; some even longer.   Green ~ family remained en the Wiflisplantation until  they were forced to move, dae to their ex~master s extravagance.  ~s Isaiah remarked.,  THe ran through with 3,000 acres of land  and died on rented land in Morgan Coanty.   ~ ~  Directly after the war, Col. Willis was nominated for tI~  /offioe of legislator of Georgia. Realizing that the vote of tk~ / ex~-slaves woald probably mean eleotion for him, he rode throagh ~: ~ plantati~on trying to get them to vote for hirn. K. was not  ~ succeasrul, however, aM some families were asked to move off </p>
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 jor-1/25/37 EX Sl8Ve S opinion of slavery 8. 5G    ~t his plantation, e8peoially those whom he didn t particui.arly ~ like.   Years later, Greents family moved. to ~tlanta. Isiiah Is now living in the shelter provId~ed by the Dept. o~ Public Welfare   He appears to be ~air1y o ontented.. </p>
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. ;~) ~i: ~ ~ ~d Q (r~ ct ( ~ ~) ~ ~ ~ in i)rtskel( ~/  1. 3?  TB:E z ~txi~Nc~ O! AN    Follow1n~ 15 the aceount of slavery ~s told by Mr. Isaac Green, *iio 3pent a pert oib :ls ehildhood as a slate.    I wus bc~rn In Greene Co~~nty, Georgia   eight~r-.one years a~. My n*reter w~ named Colonel ~ lilie. Le sua a rich n~n an  hi had a whole lots o  slaves   ~  bout seventy~tive or r;ore. Besidee niy mother an  me I k~d nine si8tere. I wus de younges  chile. I didn t know  bout my tatr4 r  till after surr&amp;tdsr,  sause ol  irfirster sold him  way funi my mother when I w~a two ye~rs old.   ~hi1:U I wue big enuff I k~ d to go to de fiel  wid de rcs  O  de ahillim an  drap corn an  p&amp;~s. ;~e d take our heels an  dent a place in de grota  an  ta every dent ~e ~d to drap two psas. S~netimee we d n~ke a mistake an  diap three seeds 1x~stead o  two ~ if  we did die too otten lt meant de etrtip ft de overa~. On our riantatlon we b*id a colored an  a white oversee .    :~~ cl  r~r~tr nevt~r did w1~up me an  he didn t  lop none o  de overseers to wnup me eithr. }Ie always say:  lL~t s my nigger I sol  ~is father wh n I coulda saved him he wus de bee  ~n I had on de piantaticn.  De rest o  de slaves uster git w  ut~pins sorietiinea fer not workin  like ce  should. ~~flen dey didn t work or some other little t Ing like c~t dey would git tw ty..five or fifty lashes but de intirster would tell de ove~aee~ :  Do:  t you out my nigger s hide or scar him. You see if a slave  us scarred rie wouldn t brine  ~s ~iuct~ as one ~ith a sn~oth hid. in ~se de z~rst~r ~anted to sell la,  cause de buyers would see de soar. en  say dat he s a b~id ni~er.   ox~etin~s ~e women uster git whu~pins fer ttghtin . 01  n~reter ustex  tell rr~y mother all de time dat he wtis goit  to rive ner one hundred lashes if she didn t stop fightin , but rie never did do it thoigh. ~y grsndmother never did git </p>
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4.58 w ir~~ped  Oolonel Blask, her first ~rster, wue liar ftther an  when he seat broke h~ had to 9511 her. ah ~n he went brckm he pat kter on de blosk ~ lu d~i deys dey put slaves on ds blosk to sell  ~ jes  like dey io horses an  znu1~ - he y  to de gentlemen ~thIred  rouuz  Dis Is my nigger an  my shl1e~ she la a nidwlfs  an  a extz*oldtMry w~ier an  whoever buys her J~a a got to prxnl se to treat h~   like a white chile.  My ~mter bought her an  lie tre~:ited lier Ilk. she w~~  whits,  too. He never did try to hit fler an  he wouldn t let nobody else bit her. ~? ~ always had a plenty to eat en  it we didn t ~s d go out In ac~iebody a  ~sture an  kill a hog or sheep an  clean  ila by a brt~noh an  den hldsds raat In de woods or in de l ft of de houso. .~ome of de white folks v#ould 1~rn you  how to steal turn other tolke. ~oz~et1zixs ol  zrarater would say to one o  usg  l3last you you better go out an  riunt aie a hog tonight an  put lt in ~ ~ke~ h3uae - dey can BeSl Oh you nl~ers  houses but dey can t aesrsh alas.    Once a we&amp;c de i~rster give us three pounds of pork, a t~a1.t geilon o  iyr~,  an  a peck o   meal. Y ou 113 d t o i~ve a garden ooiiaeoted ~ Id ye   house fer yo  v.getab1~a. De n~rster would let you go out In de woods an  eut you as lazg. a sp~oe as you panted. If you tailed to plant, lt wue 3es  yo  bad 1uek~ If you wanted to you oould esil de corn or de tobaoso or az~ythli~g sise dat you raia~ to de ~rater an  he would pay you.  Course hs suen t goin  to ~y you too auoh fer it.   ~A11 de slaves lad to * k - ~ i~y mother wus a plow ~n . ~11 de agog ~a an  women had to tei4 to de hogs an  de cows an  do de w~yin  an  de aewin    ~Om.t lass  01~ mz~reter ~cu1d Ist u~ Lave a frolic an  we souiti danee all night If ~e wanted to as 1on~ as ~e w~ ready to go to de tl~1  when de overseer b1o~ed de bugle  to day  nez  zitornin . De fiel  I~n a kad to git up early snuff to fix dey br~kf~e  bsfo  ds~~ tuent to de fiel . s C~j ~ ~ took dinner to   at twjy o elosk.  e used baskets to take de dinner In, an  large pails to take ds milk in. Dey 1~d to fIx ~p4 tsr dey esive. when dey 1.t  de fiel  at dark. </p>
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 3. 59      AU de clothes is wore wus a~di on de plantation. Do womn had to ~th,  spin an  w~~e de thr~d an  den wiae~ de cloth wu ds it wu:r dyed wid berries. My step father vus de she~ke~r on de plantation an  we always kw~d good shoes. He best ol  n~rster out o   bout fifteen years work. ~hen he didn t tel like workia  he would p1~Iy like he Wus sick an  ol  ~a~ster would git ds destoz  fer Ida.. 1~hes ai~body got s 1o~ dey always k~d a. doctor to tend to Fia.   Regarding hou~ss, Mr. Grsn yss  W. lived ta log ~iouses dat lad wood floors.  Dere wus one window an  a l:~. rge tireplt~se where de sookin  wus done la de ashes. De chinks in de walls  us daubed wid awi to keep a.  esther out. De bds w~a ~tds by iiar4 an  de ttresees wus big tiekia s stuffed wid etraw.~   Continu1~ he says t  Yo  act~l tr~tinent de~psthed on ds kind o  reter you had. A heap o  folks done a heap better in slavery dan dey do now. ~verybod7 on our plantation vus glad when d  Yanke soldiers t1  us we wus fr.sw </p>
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2:7, ~S7~=  :~ ?()()~()~4                             ~ ~T1~ I~ T:PJTI ~r: E3(J~1q~i~.. GQ G~E:~ 1430 Yones Street Augusta, Georgia. (:~uc~-jnond County) BY; )fl:r s . Uargare t Johns on ~d I t o r ~ edera1 7lriters  Project, Aug Llsta, Georgia. </p>
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   ~m ~ ~  JOOI()7 ~~g* 1  ~ (Mrs.) M~rgaret JohrisonoE4it :.  ~ rnstrict ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ I ~ ~ ~  Augu ~ta, Ge o~gi.a ~  ~~Z4!B ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~   Iargaret Green, . 1430 iVories Street,  Augusta, Georgia . ~. (Richr~ond County)   largaret  reen, 1430 3~ones Street was born in ia55 on the plantation ofMr. CookslcXie in Edgefield County, South Carolina.   Margaret s house was spotlessly clean, her furniture of ~he golden oak type was polished, and the table cover and si ieboard scarfs were beautifully laundered. Ma~rgaret is a ariall, frJPm little figure dressed in a grey print dress with a full gathered skirt and a clean, starched apron with.stringe tied~ in~a bigbow. She has twinkling eyes, a kindly smile and a pleasant manner.    Yes,mam, I.. remembers slavery times very well. I wuz a little girl but I could go back home and shovi you right where Iwuz whs~ the sojers come through our plac~e with their grey clothes and bright brasa buttons.  They looked thghty fine ontheir hoases ridin   round. i: c ou Id s how you ri ght where tho se s oj er s ~ had t he . camp  .   Margaret desc~ ibed *the q~uartera , and told of the life. ~Ch. rain  ly had a garden pate h   and o Olid rai s e o o t t on    i  .y tars e Co c~ke raised cotton; what w~ raised we .et~. ~ ~  ~. ~ ~ ~     ~ rgaret Were the slaves on your master s plantation mistreated?     That you say? Mistreat? Oh! yoti mean w~bi~edt Tea, man, iome~ time ~arse Cooke w~1i~ us when We need it, but he naTerhurt nobody.. Ke ~just give  em a lick or two to make  em mind they ~usine~a.~ ~z~s* </p>
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P~.ge ~   ~ ~ 1   Cooke was a goodman, and he never let a overseer lay a finger on  one of his niggerstR .   ~Margaret were you ever whip~ed?~   ~argaret laughed; with her eyes twinkling merrily she replied,   Ma i s e .C o o~e say he wuz gonna whip  nie ~ C au s e I Wa ~ ~ ~ O mi SC hevi ou s.  ~ He was on his horse. I broke and run, and lEarse ain t give me that whippint till yett     Yes, marri, r hearn stories o  ~ ghos es and hants, but I neve~  did b lieve in none of  ein. I uster love to play and to get out of all the work I could. Th~ old folk on the plantashrri u~ster tell us younguns: if we dUn  t hurry back from the spring with the water buek~ts, the hante and buggoos would cate:h us. I am  t never hurry till ye t   and I n ev e r s e e a han t ~ I w j she d I e ou  4   ~ e aus  I. d ~ t b  li ev e I would be Scart.*      Margaret, did you learn to read?*   00h! no main, that wui sum,pint we ~  lowed to db; nobody could have lessons.  ut we went to Church to the Publican Baptist Chuxbch. Yes, main, I se she  dat wuz the nat~e - the Publican Baptist church -   ain t ~ been there all i~iy life  till I been grawn and r~rried? We uster go rnornin  and evenin , and thewhite people sat on Dne side and the slaves on the other.    ~argaiet said h~r mother was a sean,stress and also a cook. Three other seamstresses worked on the plantation. There wa~ a spinning wheel and a loorrt, and all the cotton cloth for clothing was woven and then r~ade into clothes for all the slaves. There were three shoe r~akers Ofl the place who made shoes for the slavea, and did all the ~addl~ and harness repair. </p>
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  ~ ~  ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~   ~ . ~         I~argaret W~aS asked who attended the 8lavea when they were slek. 9 arse 000ke a son Was adoctor*, she replied, and he  ten~e4  anybody who was bad siek~ Granny Phoebe was the rnidwi fe at our plantashuri and she birthed a~ll the babies. ~he was old when I wa~ a little gal, and ehe lived to be 105. Marse cooke never  et any of his slaves do heavy work   till dey wuz 18 years old.   ~argare t s fa t he r w en t t o t he W ar w j t h  ~a rs e Co oke ~ a s hi e b~ody s ervan t   ~ d her n~ot~her went also, to cook for him!~  ItTo tell you the truth, man,  ssid the old woman, ~I  member  ~:ore .tbout that war back yonder than I n~ember  bout the wa~.we had a few years ago.*  e e e e e e e  ~   .~  V </p>
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..;  ~ ~ ~ ~ ~   . .. ~ m~ Z~  ~ ~ ~ ~lklore ~ ~ Alberta Minor j. :~ ~(jj45 ~ Re .search Worker  ~ Minnie Green   hit ervi ewed.  L~innie is not an ex..slave, 1 o.r ~the wa~  jes walkin   when the viar w~s over, Her parents were given their freedom in May bu.t stayed on i1~eith ~xd~e Green until mil, ai ter the wheat cuttinG. The ~arni1y raoved to a two story house ~ ou~t Meriv ether Road  bu.t didn t ~et a1on~ so well. Minnie was hungry lots and came to town to ~t scraps of food. Vhen she was a  ~God bi~g ~irlJt ~ihe carcie to town one day ~~rjth her hair full o:~ cukie-~bu.rrs, dressed. in her mother s ba$~ue looking for :rood, when she saw a man standing in front of a store eatin~~ an or~in e, $he wanted that peeling, No one kept their cows and. pies up and when the man threw the Dee1i11~ Ofl the ground a sow  ~rabbed it. Minnie chased the pig right down Hill Street, was hollering and rnakin  plenty o1~ noise, vi~en a lady,  Mie  Mary Leeks , cc.me out and asked her  what!s the matter?   1Rie~ht then and there I hired raysell  oi~it to L!i~s Lary, and  he raised me.  Minnie IDIaye~ with ~.rhite children, went to the Ttwhite folk$  Church, and ~d.1d not  as800iate with ni~er3  antil ~he w~s ~i~own. Every summer they went to the Cauip Gro~nth~  or tv~o weeks.. They took the children, Minnie for nurse, a stove, a cow and every~ thing they needed for that time.  She was nearly growxi beThre she went to a colored church  ax1~.  baptism   and it fri~htened her to see aDeraon ~ ~ </p>
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65  immersed and. corne up  shoutin &apos;. ~innie thought they was  fightiri  the Preacher  so she dithi t ~o back anyniore.  Ltthnie firmly believes if a woman comes in your ho~ise first on New Years Day, it will bring you bad Itick, arid she baa ~a1ked as far as 10 miles to ~et a man in her ho~18e first. If she meets a cross eyed. person, she crosses her fingers and srits on them to break the bad spell.  liooten  owls  are mire the sign o~ death and ~he always barns her hair oonthi~is because if you jt.ist throw them away and the birds ~et them to ~it in tbeir nests, you ll have a 8w~j~derin  mind.  ~  Mthnie is 72 :~Tears old, very active physically and r~entaUy, lives among the/VieL:roe~ now b~i~ greatly misses her  white folks.l?   Minnia Green  5&amp;D~3 East Chappell $treet  Griffin, OEeor~ia  ~ut~ust  1, 1936. 2 </p>
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J ( ?i ; I ~L;4     WH~KLER -GRKSBAM ot WILKES COUNTY GEORGIA      Wheeler Grsham   82 years old   tall   ye ry erect   has white hair and beard, a quiet d~1gnified manner, and fad~ed old eyes that s em ever to be gazing back on those happy days he tOld ab out  when ws war   In slavery .   He I s uneducated   having gone to school only one week In his life gate up  tryin  to lam out er books.    Wheeler claims the distinction of having had three maaters and loving them aU equally  eU; he belongedto one and lived with the other two   It ail happe ne   in t his wi se:  . His mother, Barbara Booker, belonged to  Marse Simrnie and Marse Zrabie Booke r  (  Marie Siamie wuz the one  vhat named te )  hi s father   Franklin Greehem belonged to  Marss George Greaham.  The Bookers and Greahams lived on adjoining plantations and. were the best o~  friends and neighbors. They would not sell a slave no matter what ha ppened   so when Barbara and Franklin wanted to marry they had the consent of their ~wnera and settled down on the Booker plantation where Barbara continued her work and Franklin spendi zig all hi a spare this with her   although he belonged to the Greeha~s and kept up his work for them. He had a pass to go and come as he pleased.   Wheeler t.ll. of his life on the plantations for his tip.e  wee spent between the two where he played with the other little slaves and with the white boys near hie age. fie enjoyed mot </p>
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68 page~ 2 playing marbles   hunting and fi ahing With the litt1~ Gresham  boys. I~e never has had a punishment of any kind in all hie who le lone lite   and said with much prid.e - An  I ala  t never been in no court scrape ~~her.rNo t~, my Marsters &amp;td.n  t   low nobody ter   buke dey han   a   Et a ove raser got rough an   ~ wanted to tmat a nigger, he had to go right den and dar.  ~e  ~: ~ :  Den overseer fe flows wuz rough. anyhow, dey warn  t our  J sort of folks   An   de owners what wuz mean to dey niggers : ~ looked down on by t spectable white fOlks lak   dem what I  ~elonged to.      ill us little niggers on the Booker plantation et in de white folks  kitchen, a big old kitchen out In d.e yard. i De grown slaves cooked and et in dey cabins, but our Nistesa wouldn t trust  em to teed de little ones. My Grei~na wuz de cook an  we had plenty of good victuals, we d all ait er round an  eat ail we wanted three times er day.    Wheeler said that the Doctor who lived near by was always called in when the negroes were sick and they had the best ot care ; their owners saw to that   Of course the i s wars simple home remedies like muflein tea for colds, Jerusalem Oak seed crushed up and mixed With Syntp, given to them in the Springtime, and always that terrible  garlic waiter  they so despised to take. When death salie the slave was buried~ on the plantation in </p>
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   69  page-3   the negro burial ground, a white preacher conducting the last rites. When a negro couple wanted to marry the consent of the owners was cere~ny enough and they set up. a hoz~e as ~n and wife and lived on     thout all di s   vn  lak dey has terday.    Chria~as was a big time with three or four days holiday on the plantations   Santa Claus found his way to the quarters and left the little negroes sti ok candy and  rel sens    and  dar wuz er plenty of pound cake ter everybody.   POUIU1 Of ~uly was a big holiday and all the little boys white and- blaflk went a- fishing together that day .   Sundays were . kept holy ~ no work was done on the Sabbath. On  ineetin  days  everybody attended the neighborhood Church, white and black worshiped together, the darkies in the gallery built for the~i. On ail other Sundays they went to Church and everybody sat in one big Bible Class. Wheeler said his Uiatess called up all the little negroes on the plantation on Sunday afternoons and taught thea the catechism and told thea Bible stories.   There was plezrty of fun for the darkles in the Greshem ant Booker community. They bad dances, cornehuckings, picnics and. all kinds of old time affairs. These were attended by slaves for soiae distance around, but they had to have passes or  de patter poilera would aho  git  em. Us litt3s niggers wuz feared to go  bout imich  kase we hearst so much. erbout de patter rollers.  Wheeler enfoyed the cornehuckings mors than anything elsa, or </p>
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( page - 4  rather he ta1ked~ ~re freely about thent. ~ Re said that the  corn ~s piled high in the barn and the arnen and boys   after a bi g supper of  fresh meat and aU kinds ot good~ things ~ and ~ ~ ~  ~  ~ (that pound cake he   t seeza  to forget) ~ would gather aronnC~and to the tuas ~ of an old   fiddle in the hands of a plantation musician, they would sing and shuck corn until the whole pile was finished. Many races ~e entered into and the winnere proclaimed aid much aho~ting and laughter. ~iia merriitent and work laated into t~1~e itight.  Wheeler was quick to say that the happiest tias of his life  was those days of slavery and the first years inediately after. U_e was happy, had ail that anyone needed, was well. taken care of in  every way   H spoke of their family as being a happy Oflf   of how they worked hard all day, and at night were gathered around their cabin fire where the little folks played and his mother BpUn away on her  task of yarn~. His Miateas made all his clothes,  good warm ones   too .    11 the little negroes played together and there  vuz a old colored lady  that looked after theit  an  kept  ein straight.    There was little talk of the war, in   fact soas of the slaves didn t know what  de wI~ite folks wuz er ~IgbtLn   bout.  Wheeler s two Booker ~astera    Marse 3im~nis ant Marse Jable   went to de war, Mar5e J~abie wuz kilt dar.  Very little difference was noticed in the plantation lite ~ of course times were harder and ther  was a sachte s a arun, but work went on as usu!~When the war was over and the slaves called up and told they wars free :  Sua wuz </p>
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( page-5   \ giad en  SUN WUZ SOrry, dey all wuz at a wonder - at de row s  ) t   didn  t . ~xiow w~iar ter go   iJo isost ot   em stayed on lak we  L~~!   workin   ter our white folks   Dat   s what ay Pa an  Ma done, dey stayed on ter sometime after de war.  Wheeler tells about ~~ew Yankees eomi ng through the country after the war:  fl~~niggers wuz ai . t feared of   e~ an  we run trum  em, but dey I didn t do nothin~  to nobody. I dunno what dey curn er  round \dowx1~ere fer .     Wheeler said he  nuver paid signs no sind - nnver paid no   tention to ail de~  stitions an  sich lak.  11e dIdn t have any superstitions to tell only h. did hear  et a screech owl fly   cross 70  do  hits er sign of a death in dat houas, an  et a whippowill salis at de  do  hit s er sign of death. Dat s what folks say, I don t know nothin   bout hit.   1~ ~  I m glad I knowed slavery, I had er b tte1~ livia!~ in da ~ days dan I ei~ez  iia~ since   No talk   bout ~ in de~ day. - no  ~ a doctor wuz needed he wuz right dar. I ae livin  ter day  kase I got sich a good start, an  den too, I ae livin  on de days of my Pa and Ma. Dey waz good folks an  livet ter be old.  n  den too, I ae allus lived on a fare, ain t nu~er knowed no t  other kind of life   an  dat s de Isaithiest and.  freest way ter live.    And, ~ybe, this gray old son of tI~ soil is right who knows? </p>
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~i -~Iaye~L ~ . rm~j~) p l~51:~Rr  100232 FIRST co~~   . OP j ~A.RTI~Z ENI!IThED:   ~AN INTERVIEW WITH HEARD ~~I7!IN,   !X SL~VL   by   Minnie B. Ross    _--~.   ?yp.d by  A.. M. Ihitl.y  1~49-3? </p>
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  Page L  73  whit:Ley, Minnie B. Ross, 1-29~37          . IlL order to catch Mr. Reard Griffin, the inter prepared herseLf  for an early morning interview. Hie daughter previously informed her that it would be the only possible chance of seeing him. Why? because even at the age of 86 years he is still restless; and is forever in the  I He can walk much Thster then a young person; but memory and   hearing are a little diamed by age. By careful and tactful questioning, ~ ~ ~ . ~Og~ hir  wt*k ample time for thinking the writer was able to learfl a few  facts of slavery whi eh are as foll~s :  Mr. Griffin was born May 19, 1850 in Waldon County~Lonros,  Georgia. His mother larah Griffin birthed U children ; but he did not clearly remember his father as their master sold him when he was a very sme~Il boy. Here he r~arked.  They would take small babies fr~ their mothera~ arme and sell thea.   Their master and mistress Mike and Lucinda Griffin odkbout 200 acres of land and a large nwaber of slaves. On this plantation was grown corn, cotton, wheat, ~teta~Lon  before day light, the master would c~ to the slave quarters and call each person one by ones ~Oet up, Get np.  Very soon every one was up and fully dressed ready to begin the day s work. Pirs~ howevel) they drank one or two glasses of milk and a piece of corn bread, ~which was considered breakfast. Whether this amount at food was sufficient for a morning s meal didn t matter to their master. They simply had to make it last them until dinner. ~uiling Mr. Griffin rem.arked,  It wouldn t be long bsfore you would hser th  </p>
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r~, ~     Page 2.  Whitley, Minnie B. Rosa. 1~29-37      geeing and hawing  coening from the fields   the sq,uealing ot pige and the barking of dO~ Aftll sounds mingling together.   3very one had a certain amount Of work to cc~iip1ete before the day ended ; and each person worked ~ in teverlsh haste to get lt done and avoid the whipping which they knew was in store for them, should they fall. During the day Mr. ~ iffin a niother workedin the field, hosing and plowing. At night sh~ as well as other wcmen, had to spin tbread Into cloth until  ~ -i~, ~L bed time. Each woman had. to ccinplete four cuts or 4~ e punlsk~e~t the next morning.  If it began raining while we worked in the fields   the overseer would tell everyone to put up their horses end to to shelling . . corn in the cribs,  remarked Mr. Griffin.    Mike Griffin was the meanest man I  yr ever known   he ccntinue~  He would ait down with nothing else to do~ think of saie man, send for him and for no reason at all, give him a good beating. I~a kept a long cow~ hide, which was aimoat an inch thick and with this he would &amp;lmost beat folks to death. First you had to remove your clothing so that whipping would not wear them out. One day he beat a w~an n~ed Hannah so badly that she died the same night. Before daybreak he had carried thebaby 7 off and buried it. We never knew the burial placef~  Overseers too, were very mean~ particularly those on the ~ iffin plantation. They followed the example of the man who h1re~ them and as a result this. ~lantatipn as ~ ~ ~ ~   known far end wide for its~wue1ty, faer end -tsi~-o~ . Manj slaves would &amp;~ tI4~  have attempted to run away but for fear of the par~k o~ blood hounds kept for the purpose of tracking run away slaves. </p>
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     Page 3.   Whitl.y, Minnie B. RosS. 1-29 3?  ~I    J    Patter ~o11ers were busy~, too) looking up slaves and whipping them for the flimsiest ot excuses. Slaves often outran them to the woods and managed to return to their plantations unobserved. It a pass had a certain hour marked in it, for the slaves return and he failed to return at the de  signated houses, this was an offense for which they were punished by the   J )~  ( t patter rollers .  Yes,  remarked Mr . Griffix~fAWe were not even allowed to   quarrel among ourselves. Our master would quickly tell ~ u ~T~i am the one to fi ~ht) not yoi4  ~ When a slave visited his relatives on another plantation the master would send a1on~ one or two of his children to make sure they did not attempt to run away.   Discarded bed clothing was given to slave families on the Griffin Plantation and often it was necessary, to keep a big log fire in the winter, in order to sleep c~ifortab1y. Clothing tor individual needs coesisted of one pair of brogan shoes a year and hciae~uade cotton garments   shirts, ~ pants, dTe8Ses, ~et*~j~ Every person went bare footed in the a~r and saved their one pair of shoes for the winter.   Food consisting of meal   bacon meat   and syrup was given the slave families once a week. Occasionally  shortfr  a second quality of flour was given then ~or their Sunday meals. The Griffins were not liberal in feeding their slaves, but would not object to th~raising a little corn, and a few vegetables. ~~~Jthey had to work their gai~dens at~ ~~by the light of i~iiThii~ wood. Real coffee was an unheard-~of luxury a~ng slayes ~ scorched or corn insel served the purpose just as well. On Christmas ~~rr ~ tftir the master, called each slave and gave him a dran of whi ~ey.  Ns- ~   Tin  I5ans served as plates toit the t~iliss   Spoons   b~ives   and forks ~re unheard of  Many a day I have eatn ~aahed bread and milk fr~ a trough and thought it was good~~ remarked Mr. Griffin. </p>
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 ~,i ~ (L~)  . Page4.  Whitley , ~- . Minnie B. Rosa. 1 29-37     Occasionally on other piantations(~$1avea were allowed to eairn money by selling vegetables, chicken~.t4~tewe~,.P~..Qn the ~ iff1n Plantation they could only es l hc,ne made *gingercak.a* f~ which a fiIs~ entj piece o1~ paper money was received in return. There wre three pieces of paper money used in those daya~the t1ve~cent~, ten..centfi, end. f iftsem.~cent,~ piece ~   Although the -eelwd did not hays separate churches   they were expected to attend the white churehes and occuw the benches placed in the back   purposely for them. 4fter the coachmen drove the white family to church he unhitched the horses trcmt the carriage and carried them to the pasture where they r~eined until the servicee were over.   Marriages were very easily performed on the ~ 1ftin Plantation:  4L~tb~.*1 ~ ~tter securing ths consent of both owners the rest of the ceremony conal sted only in having the couple jiup the broon. In the event   the br1~de and groan 1i~ed on separate plantations the gr~ wsa given a pass to ~ieit her on week ende   beginning Saturday afternoon end ending Sundayfrening.   Our master was too mean to let us have frolice~  remarked ~ . GrlffIn  ~Ie never knew anything, but ~ of course when we got sick we were given the best medical care possible. People didn t die, they always got w.U~ ~ Hone remedie~ fmade fron various roots ~re used for minor illnesses.    When the Civil War broke out our master 1o?~ iiia horses with  his most valuable possessions and refugeed forty miles fron his hone, remerked Mr. ~r1ffin.  On one occasion the Yanks case to our plantation end stole three of our best horses. I never saw a battis fought but often watched the conf.derate,p~ldiers drifl1n~. We continued to work lone after freed~ was dsclare~, not knowing that we ~r free. On. day our aaste,~ son-in-law called us together and told us ~ wei~ free. Most of us didn t know what </p>
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  Page 5.  .  Whitley, Minnt. B. Ross. l-29 37    to do but we were glad to get off of that plantation and away fr~ old ~n Griffin~  With a broad smile he continued~ell that is all I can tell you Miss, but cane back to see me againmj  ~With the above remark Mr. Heard Qriffin and I closed our iuterview. He reminded me~ however   that he had been married five times and was the father of fifteen children, four of whom are still living. ~EIis daughter cares for him and tries to make hie old age as happy and c~fortable as she can without the aid of relief. J </p>
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 ~:J~tsr~ I   1 00028     4 ~EXL /w~ ~ LiLi:  ~ j  M  ~ ~ .~   ~j:4 ~ :i~ ~ ~- ~  ~ ~t~~?4~4 ~ ~fr  SUBJECT . . . .   .   . . . I .R~:MINIScENcES OP SLAVERY DAYS  BISTRICT...........NO.  W.P.A.  EDITOR AND RESEARCH . . . . . .RUTH A CHIi~   SUPERVISO R . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . J.X   JAF7~ A  f   1- ~   ~  (V~L~ ~ ~ /    I, Ootober 16, 1936. </p>
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79  REMINISCENCES OP SLAV3RY DAYS   ~ ~   It was a beautiful brisk morning In October when I turned into main street to call on one ot the most unique and interestIng oharacters that we have among our colored citizens.   Upon arriving at the house where Uncle Dave lives, I made my way through a~~ate ~ and the first thing that greeted ~  1a~&amp;~i in his back yard was a sign,  No TruspassIng.  I oalled to a tenant who rents his home to inquire where I might find Uncle Dave. We looked about the premises, and called him, but no response. I was just about to leave in despair,when the colored girl said  maybe he can be found inside,  whereupon we called him forth. 3Re greeted me with a deep pal of laughter, saying  now you done caught us sho   Mist~~5s ~   I told hint the story ot my mission, and,after making various exouses he finally, with a studied reluctance, consented to talk to me a while. He called the colored girl and asked her to bring mm a chair into the yard, which he placed near his favorite out-door lounging place, and. invited me to sit down. Then, with a hearty laugh he said    now Miss   Just what is it you want me to tell you?   r want you to tell me all about yourself back in slavery days and since, Uncle Dave.t~~Miss, if I tell you all I ~ow, then you will 1~:f!~~w as iiuch about me as I know.  Again he burst into laughter, and constrained by a high sense of propriety, but with a-fee14~ ~ perfect ease, he began to relate to ~e in a manner and style all his own   some of ~ the facts  -4va~sta~se. aM-kapps~1ng. conneoted with his lit.. </p>
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So -2    Miss, my name Is David Goodman Gullins. I was born in  1854 on the 27th day of December, in ?utnaia County, about 3~ miles from Eatonton, on the Greensboro Road~. I was born in slavery, my father and mother being owned by Mr. T.W. Mappin. ~Marse Mappin was not a large slave holder, since heonly had about thirty-five slaves, but h~ was what we call a  coming man    I do not remember how much land he wn, but nothing like some ot the very wealthy land and slave owners. My owner was a comparat ive ly young men   say middle aged   we igiling about 190 pounds, with a fairly good education and withall a first rate man    ~9~y earliest recollection of him was his pertect1~y bald head. It looked like a peeled onion. He married a widow, Mrs. Elizabeth Lawson   who had two SOUS ; one who was 3udge Thomas G. Lawson of the Ocraulgee Circuit, and Zurat Lawson, who was killed in the war. My owners were very good to their slaves.   My   s name was 301m Mappin . He of course went by the none of the owner. My mother s name was Catharine. She was bought from an owner b~ the name of Milline by my master, skid she became Catharine Mappin . I know nothing of their lives   their childhood   their struggles   hardships   etc .   ~nd where they ce~ from. There were eleven boys and one girl in our family, I being the third oldest boy born. Three brothers born after me died in intanoy~. My mother raised only five of her sous to manhood, and my sister is still living in Zatonton, Ga. She is Gracie Roby.  I have one brother still living, W.R. Gullins, a minister. He is somewhere in North Carolina   When this brother was born   Mistress had a lot of company, and ail the ladies wanted to n~ the new </p>
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81   baby foi  their best friends. So the baby  was named Willie Richard Edgar Mappin for the best friends of the young ladies. He later dropped the name Edgar and goes by the name ot Willie Richard Gullins.    Uncle David you say your owners name was Mappin, why is your naine Gull ins?   ~~ weu   Miss     11 have to digress a little to give you the history of the name. Every effect has a cause you know, and after I got old enough to reason things out, I wondered too why my name was Gullins   so I did some investigating and the story goes like this~ ~en I was a very small boy back before the war   a circus osme to w. I remezaber the o lown   whose naiae was Gullins. My tather, John Mappin, was so much like the clown in his ways and sayings   that afterwards everyone started calling him Gullins   This soon became a sort of nickname   Some years after when slaves were freed, they were all registered, most of them takIng the family name of  their owners   When time came for my father to register, the Registrar says,  John, what name are you going to register under, Mappin or Gullins? Everyone calls you Gullins, and they will always call you Gu .lins. My father, after thinking for a moment said,  just put down I~uilins.  By t~iis time I wa~ beginning to think that Uncle Dave was pretty much of a clown himself.    Now Uncle Dave tell me your early impressions of your mother and father.  ~ my mother was one of the beet ~msn God ever made   Back in slavery time I recall the trundle bed that w e childr.n slept on. In the dey it was pushed under the big bed, end at night it was pulled out for us to sleep on. All through oold,bitter winter nights, I rmember my mother getting up often to see about us end to keep the cover tucked in. She thought us sound asleep, </p>
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and I prsteDAted I was asleep while listening to her preysra ~ She  would bend do1~i over the bed awl stretching her aras so as tc~ take us all In   she praye~1 with ail her soul to God to help her bring up her chU4.ren right . Do  t think now that she lot God do it all ;~ she helped God   bless your lite   by keeping a switch right at hand. ~  ~UncIe Dave you d1&amp;U  t hare to be chastised, did you? ~ ~: ~ ~ i got tv:~ or thre whippings ~ eTery dey . You see my m~other didu  t let God do lt all. You know it you spare the rod you spoil the child   and that switch at1~ulated   regulated   perauadd end strength~  ened ~y me~ry, end i~nt a long way toward making me do the things my mother told me to do. Hurrah for ~y ~thr1 God. bissa her ~ about your father   Uncle Dave?  ~$~y father  ias a good Ins  ; he backed my ~ther in h.r siforts to bring us up right . Re told ~e ~eny a tus.    soy   you ned t~ or three killings ~   da,y:~  ~Uncls Dare why were you so obstreperoua?~ ~  you see I was the baby in the fa~aily a long ise, as three brothers born alter ~ died in infancy . I was pettsd end ~poi1.d   aM lat.r on  1  they had to ~bip lt out of as.   of oourse the 81aTe17 quation ~as fast drawing to its oliaez when I was born. Already war clouds .~~!fto cast a 8hadOW. While treedoa was not had in Georgia until 1865   I Was hardly old eno~igh to rsassbr OP-~  Tory auch about the early customs at 81YSr7 in prei.~war days . We had comfortable quarters in ~ich to live. Our houses were built in long r~s   house after house . My father was carriage driver and foresen of the other nigger.. Eis titl  was B .L ~ ~~incle Dave ~hat does BJ. stand for? ~*ith this qusetion to an~sr   Uncle Days broke into a apa of laught.r   beading d ILbls first, then rocking fr~ aid. to side   all the tise laughing </p>
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 ) C:~ ~) - 5..  while I waited anxiously to know the secret. Then, throwing his head back   he came forth with great empha8is-  ~hy   he was what  we called   Big Nigger  . Then we both 1aughed.~Unc1e Dave what t! ~ FI  were the duties of your mother as a slave? ~t~Every slave had his  task, and my mother was cook for the tamfly and the weaver. All of the clothing was made on the plantation froza cotton and wool.. The cotton was carded, spun and woven into cloth and died. Like~ wise, woolen garments was made troia the wool clipped from the sheep raised tor this purpose. All these garments were made right on the plantation.    Uncle Dam what did you do when you were a little slave?    ~ Well   there was a whole drove of us little niggers . We had ~ lots o~  chickens   cattle   hogs   sheep   etc   I had to help get up the eggs, drive cattle, open gates, go on errands for Marster, and Marster most always took me on trips with hlm,letting me ride in the toot ot his buggy. I was his favorite little pet nigger.  ~   1  You must have been the Little Big Nigger, Uncle Dave.~E was always pushing an investigation, so when Marse Mappin take me on trips with him that was my tavorite time to ask questions. I remember one hot August dey we were driving along, and I had already asked numerous questions, and Marse had already told me to shut up. I remained quiet for a time   but the temptation was too great   and while Marse was wiping the perspiration oft his bald head, I said,   Meister   raay I ask you one more question1 ~Yes   what is it David?  ~ I! a fly should light on your head wouldn t he sup up and break his neck?  When Marster shouted ~~hut up~ I did shut up. He used to tell his wife, Miss flizabeth, ~ou know Elizabeth, my little nigger   Dave   drives me nearly crazy asking questions about the stars   moon   sun   and eve rything .~ </p>
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 . ~ 84     ~5iu.     My faraily lived continuo sly on the Mappin plantation until after the wai . Perhaps the zaost grievous fault of slavery was its persistent assault upon the home life. Fortunately, none or our family was ever sold, and we remained together until after the war. Marster Mappirt was far above the average slave owner; he was good to his slaves, fed theni well, and was a very humane gentieman. We had such quantities of food- good rations, whLoh~.was raised on the plantation. Vie had cattle, goats, hogs, sheep, chickens, turkeys, geese, all kinds or grqin, etc. Very often a beef was butchered, we had fresh meat, barbecued kids, plenty vegetables, in tact just plenty to eat, and the slaves fared well. on Sundays we had pies and cakes and one thing and another. A special cook did the cooking tor the single slaves. I ll say our rations were 150% tit. zveryone had certain tasks to pertorm, and all that was done above certain requirements was paid for in some way. We always had meat left over from year to year, and this old meat was made into soapk ~ ~ grease and  4e and boiling all in a big iron pote ~ter the mixture become cold, it b~~e a solid lilass, which was cut and used for soap. Those were good old deys. Everybody had plenty of everything.   There were strict rules governing slaves,, but our master was never brutal. I being a child, never received any punishment from any one except my mother and my Mistress. Punishment was inflicted with a raw cow hide, which was cut in a strip about three inches wide   one end be Ing twisted   This made a very powerful and painful weapon. There were unruly slaves, what we called desperadoes. There were   speculators    too   who would get possession of these   and if a slave come into possession of one of these speculrs, he either </p>
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had to come under or el8e he was sure to die. The Lynch law was used extensively. Those slaves comialttlng crimes against the state were more often cons Idered unworthy or trial   though some were brought to trial, punishment being so many licks each day for so many days or weeks, or capital punishment. It is true that nany crijnes:put upon the slaTes when the white man was guilty.   We had plenty of amusements in tho se days   such as corn shuck  ings   dance s   running   ~~ump Ing and boxing contest . Saturday was the big frolicking time, and every body made the most of It. Slaves were allowed to tend little patches of their own, and were orten given Saturday afternoons oft to work their crops, then when laying~ ~ time came, we had more tlnie for our patches. We were allowed all we could make over and above our certain tasks. Marster used to buy me candy when he take~wIth him, but I can t remember him gIving me spending money.   We were not compelled to attend church on Sundays, but most ot the slaves went from time to time. I was a Baptist, $~1~ my family being Baptist, but I have long since put Christianity above creeds. I learned too, many years ago, that we can tind in the contents of that old book we call the Bible, a solution to every problem we run up againat.~Uncle Dave Is a learned theologian, ~   and has served many years as a minister, or Doctor ot Divinity. ~ ~ . ~  ~ He Is very modest, and says that he wants no titles on his nane. ~-soyu-4he:t li  believes that every man and every women gets all    the credit they deserve in this ~rld. Going back to the church  services, we slaves attended the white folks churches. There were galler~eb built for the slaves in so~ of th churches, in others, there was space reserved in the back of the church for the colored worshippers. It was a custom to hold prayer ~etinge </p>
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86 -8.   In the quarters for the coloreM sick. One of the alave3 namad. Charity ha~ been slok a long time, just wasting away. One beautiful spring morning they cerne running tor my mother saying that Charity was dying . I was a very ~nall child   and ran after my mother to Charity s house. It was a very harrowing experience to me, as it required three women to hold Charity on the bed while she was dying. I becan~e so frightened, I slipped into unoonsolousness . They took me home   end after hours went by I still was un001180 ious   and Marster became so alarmed about me that they s wt tor Dr . Cogburn . He said that it was a thousind wonders . that I ever caine back, but he gave me some medicine and brought me around. About a year later   my hair turned white   and it has been white ever since   They used to gather herbs end one thing and another from the woods for simple maladies   but Marster always aen~ for the doctor when things looked serious to him.  ~ In 1863   Miss Elizabeth was going to have big company at her house   ~ she was saving her strawberries for the oc cas ion   I spied all these nice, ripe strawberries through the paling fenoo, and the whole crowd of  iia little niggers thought they needed pickIng. WI found an opening on the lower side of the fence and made our way in, destroying all of those luscious ripe strawberries. When we had about finished the job, Mistress saw us, and hollered at us. Did we scatt.rt In the jam for the fence ~ls I was the last one to get through and Mistress had gotten there by th&amp;t time and had me by the collar   She took me back to the house   got the cow hide down   and ooianenoed rubbing it over ~   Before she got through,she cut ~ ail to pieces. I still have signs of those whelpa on me today. In t~. fight I managed to bits her on the  ~ </p>
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j    - 9  wriat, causing her to aIi~ost bleed ~o death. I tIUaIIy got away  and ran to a hiding place ot~s~~j~tey used eoot and other things trying to atop the blsdlng. ~When Marster come hoi~ie he saw Miss Elizabeth wIth her hand ail bandaged up   and wanted to know what the trouble was ~ He was told the story   so he came out to look tor m. He called me out from my hlIlng place, end when he saw me with those awful wheips on ms   and how pitiful looking I was, he said, Ellzabeth, you done ruint my little nigger, David.  ~I wouldn t have him In this fix for ail the strawberries.  I was very fond of strawberries In those days, but that experience put an end forever to nay taste for them. So much for the strawberry buainess~ -~--  ~ - ~ ~   Even a dog kind treatment   Soene days Mistress was good and kind to us little niggers   and she would save us the cold biscuits to give us when we brought in the eggs   Son~tiiae   she ~uld go two or three days without giving us any biscuits then she didn t get no eggs   We rascals would get up the e g~ and go   off and have a rock battle with thea. Every effect has a cause- then Miss would wonder why she didn t get any eggs and call us aU in for cold biscuits, then the eggs would come again . Of course we had our gene of  tell . ir one ot the gang threatened to tell   then we ail would threaten to tell afl~ we knew on him, and somehow we ~ienaged to get by with lt all.   After the war1 my father stayed on with Marster Mappin as a cropper running a two horse fana for hiiase !   In the early 70   s my father bought 12 acres of land troin ~Tudge Lawson near ~atonton, which was later sold in lots to different colored people, end became known as Gullinaville   and is stiU !~,aUed b~M-n~e by some.   In 1876   26 day of November   I left my folks and came to Mil~-  edgeville to liv.. I worked for Mr. Miller 8. Bell in t,h, livery </p>
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88- -10.~  ( stable for ~7 .00 per month   Of this amount I sent ~3 . 50 home to my  I parents. The next year I went oit a farm with Mr. fohn Wall tor $8.00  ~ per month. The next year I had a better offer with Mr. R.N  Lamar  ~ to ~ arxa and act as general handy nian for $9.00 per month. I saved my  ~ money and worked hard   and I would lend. Mr . Lamar my yearly income at ~: Interest   Li 1882   Mr   Lamar negotiated a trade with Mr   Samuel Evaiis ~ for this piece of property right here. When they totrnd out a negro wanted to buy the property, there was more or less argument, but I sat right still and let Mr. Lamar handle the trade for me. I have owned other property, but I have sold everything else I had. ~ health failed, and I just settled down here to be quiet. I owned property on Chestnut Street in Atlanta and in Putnam County also. I have been saving all my life, everything1~ s1~~1 looking about me, I concluded he was indeed a thrifty person. ~eh ~i accumulation of every con~ ceivable thing ( junk) that had been discarded by others   Uncle Dave had brought hozue and carefully and neatly stored it away for subsequent use.    Uncle Dave tel . me something about your educat1on~ ~ Well, when I was a boy back in Putnam County I went to night school. For a long time I was the only p~gro in the class. My foundation work I got under a Mr. Whitfield, Mr. J ohn Nix, and we had a Yankee teacher, Miss Claudia Young. In September 1885 1 went to Atlanta and~ entered the ac~m1o department of what is now Morehouse College. I was graduated in demies in 1889 as valedictorian of the class- my subject being  We Are Coming     whi oh was a theme on the progress of the ~gro race   In 1891 I was grathiated from the theological department asvaledictorian, my Subject then being  Why Do Nations Die .   t  Miss, you a8klfle if I am superstitious. I show em. When I hear these owls at night I just get up and get me some salt and a news- </p>
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~89    ~ paper and burn this, and I don t never hear that saiae owl again. Some  folks say tie knots in the 8beet, but I burn salt. I think the beflow..   u ing or lowing ot cows and oxen or the bleating of sheep is a bad. omen. Then Uncle David took me way back in the Bible and recited how the king was commended to slay all the cattle and. everything and they kept out some of the oxen and sheep.  ~ I believe you shouid turii a clock face to the wall when a person dies. I believe in signs, yes maint ~ ~ ~ Marster was good to his . niggers   but they had to have a pass to leave the plantation. There were patrolers to look after the ~laves and see that they did not run around without a pass. ID they found one without a pass   he was strapped then and there by the patrolers. Of course I was too young in those days to run around at night, and my mother always had us in bed early. It was long after the war that I did my courting. I was to have married a girl before I went to Atlanta ~ 80 s, but she~j~,.)I later married a Yankee nigger ~n Xtianta. sue belonged to the ~OO, and some how, she never could ~et used to me and my plain ways   We had four children   three boys and one girl. Two of the boys diet, and I have living today, one daughter married and living in Washington, D.C. and my son and his fanilly live in Alabama.   ~   My Marster did not go to the war   but we all worked at home preparing food and clothes and other things for those who did go. Some of the sires went as helpers M~ digging ditches and doing manual  i~ )  labor. The Yankee soldiers visited our territory, killing everything in sight. They were actually most starved to death. Mareter was all broken after the war   He had planned to buy another plantation   and increase his holdings   but the war sorter left us all like the yellow fever had struck.  After a number of years   in Mission work and in th  ministry I </p>
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(~ -12   I was compelled to retire on account on my broken health. I owe my long life to my mother s training in childhood. There are four things that keep old man Gullins busy ail the tine- keeping out or jail, out of hell, out o~  debt, and keeping hell out of me. I learned to put fly wants in the kindergarten, and it I couldn t get what I wanted, I learned to want what I could get. I believe it is just as essential to have jails as to have churches. I have learned too, that you can t I,  sub~titUt  anything for the grace of God. </p>
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  (~5 r::: ~   ~ s ;  .~ ~ ~  4/ 7 Page 1 . .  (f ~Mtley,      ~ . Minnie B. Ross.  1-25-37  1001 61 ~  h$~     EX SL~V~   ~o L~LTOI~ W~c~D. .  I  After explaining the object of the visit to Mr. Hammond he  smiled ~ rei~iarked  I think that is a good piece of work you re doing; and t 11 t eli you all that I can remember about slavery   you see ~ I was only a small boy then ; yesterday though, I was 83 years   Mr   Harrunond led the way up a dark stairway ~o~n a dark hail to a door.  fter unlocking the r~oor, he turned on a light which revealed a very dark ro~ con~only furnished ~4~:id fairly neat In appearance. The v~r1ter took ~ seat ani listened to the old man relate the following incidents.   ;~ slave boy by the naine of Milton Hanmiond was born in Griffin,. c~eorg1a, October 20, 1853. 11s parents, ~ily end ~smes Haxmuond, had 10 children 8 boys an~ 2 girls of whom he was oldest. I~is motber, sisters and brothers used the n&amp;ne Hanmond as this was their fath r s name. J.thou~. every number of hIs fe~znily with the exception of his father, be1onge~ to Bill ireeman they always used his name. Mr. II~imrnonds family always lived in the tov:n of Griffin and belonged to a class known as  To~in ~1aves .   ~en iiLt~. Eammond reached the age of 6 year3 their o1~ master, fill ~ rsema~i aied and all the property money, slaves, etc., had to be resold at cii administrations sale. ~on~ his four children a plan was made to re~ pur chase the ir favori te slave s ; but many were sold t o owners in different states particularly ~ississippi and Louisiana. Mr. i~ax~monds father, de~ 3irin~ to keep his f~rn!ly near him, spoke to his master and asked that he appeal to the young mistress to purchase his family.  I remember the auction sale quite well  remarked Mr. RanimondV They stood us on the b1~ck side by 31c~e. The mistress held my baby brother in her a~s; and. they began to to </p>
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 Ihitley, \ P~ 2, 92  1.~25~37         ~   cry us off just as they do now. Of course my Iuistre3S came forward and  ~ bought us   and we returned home the same day we left . Slaves were a1~ ways sorted and placed Into separate groups or classes. For Instance, the heavy robust ones were placed together and sold for iar e sums of money. The light weights were grouped and sold accordingly.   i~lthough the Freemans owned a large plantation several miles from Griffin end had a large number of slaves, who lived onthis plantation to do the work, they resided in town with only the Hammond Thznily as thei~ servants. Mr. iiammonds  grandmother acted as the cook ~or the household and bis mother assisted her. Hi s sister was the chamber..~.aid and kept the house spotlessly clean.. ~niling, Mr. Haimnond remarked,  Until I was older i~ j ob was that of  playing   later I became my young mistre ss   s carriage driver . Miss Adeline. Freeman was the young mistress wh~i Mr. Hszmnond continued to speak of; and during the war period she did welfare woI~k; that is, Mr. Hammond drove her and her mother around through different counties   soliciting me cli   rags for bandages   etc     whi oh were sent, to the hospitals. .   Mr. Hammond related the Thllowing experiences while driving through the country. ~ We always visited the richest slave owners, those who owned 2 and 3 hundred head. of slaves   and often would remain in one coeninunity over night and probably the next day, ~fter p tting up the horses an and carriage I would follow my mistress into the dining ro i. ~h. always saw to lt that I sat at the same table with her. I never could drink milk or eat butter   so on more than one occasi on~ other~ people would ~ try to inDluence my mistress and tell her that if I b~elonged to them they would make me drink milk or beat me. She never uotlced any of their remarks; but always ga~re me the same food that she ate. ~ ~   Often while driving, I would almost drop off to sleep and my </p>
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Page 3. .93~  old ml stres s would shout~,~Mi iton aron  t you S1eep~ . ~ No ma  am      would reply,   ~Vlyes iou ;  U slap yow~ jaws  ~ My young ml stres s would then take the reins and tell me to go to sleep~   Mr. II~mmond ~ont1nued. ft Many a morning I have known the overseers on the plantation where we were stoP~in~f to blow the horn ~or every one to get up, long before sunrise prepare their b~eakfast and get to the fields. The old wcmen were requirei to care ~or the young children while their mothers worked in the fields. Soenetimes there would be a many as ten and fifteen for each to look after. Around noon they were fed from a trough which was about ten or fifteen feet In length. Pot liquor by the buckets xas tbrown lu the trough until they were filled.. The chilth~ n with spoons In their hands would then line up on each side no sooner was the signal given than they began eating like a lot of pigs. The smaller ones would often jump in with their feet.    After the work in the fields was complete  forthe day, women were then required to work at night spinning thread into cloth. Each woman had a task which consisted of making som many cuts a night. As Mr. Hax~miond remarked   ?TY OU uldn  t hear your e~irs at ni glit on some plantati one   for the old spinning wheels . kt 9 o clock the overseer would blow the horn for every one to go to bed. The cloth woven by women was used to make men ~ clothing also, and. was dyed different colors from dye which was made by boiling walnut hulls and berries of various kinds, Color varied ~cording to the kind of berry used. One pair of shoes   ma~e to order was given each person once a year. ~   One and two roomed log cabins were found on practically all the plantations. The number of rooms ~depended upon the number in the gamily. ~ornet1mes one rocmcjwould contain three and four bed scaffolds, so called by Lz. Hammond because of their peculiar construction. Sane beds ~re nailed to the walls and all Of them were built with roped bottoms. Home made tables and ~ benches completed the furnishings of a slave home ~ There ~re n no stoves </p>
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VJhltley. ~ 1-25 3T . Page 4~ 94    1ar~e fireplaces   five to six feet in length,. served the purpose of stoves for cooking. Cooking utensils including an oven and very large pots were found In every home   1Xooden plates and spoons were used. on sane plantations.   The rations for the next week were given each family on saturday nights   emounts varying according to the numb~r in each family. Usually a ~naal1 gamily received three lbs. of bacon, one peck of meat, and one quart of  syrup.  Slaves on the Freeman plantation never knew anything but kind  treatment. Their mistress was a reli~iou$ w~ian and never punished unless it was absolutely necessary. On other plantations however, s ~ie slaves we~ e treated cruelly. When a slave resented this treatment he was quickly gotten rid of. Many were sent to Mississippi and Texas. White offenders were sent to chain gwigs   but there were no gan~ Lor slaves  ~  Patter rollers  were knov~ii more for their cruelty than many of the slave owners and would often beat slaves unmercifully . I remeniber one, remarked Mr. H~nniond,  The Patter rollers fot after &amp; man on our place  Booker went to see his wife and took along an ol~ out of date pass. The Patter-rollers asked to see the pass which he ~uickly han~.ed to them and kept walking.  ~ter in$pecting the pass closely they called Booker and told him the pass was no good  Well khls is  he replied ~ started running just as fast as he could until he safely reached the plan..  t4.tion. I never needed a i*ss.    Through the week the slaves were allowe~ to conduct prayer meeting in the quarters themselves; but on ~i.indays they attended the white churches for t~eir weekly religious meetings. ~tWe were told to obey our masters and not to 3teal1~t 13 all the sermon we hearI~,~ remarked Mr. H.anmiond~ Their services were conducted in the basement of the church in the afternoons.   Marriag~z on the Freeman Plantation, were conducted in much the same manner as they are ~ today. ~   Etammond only remembers attending just one </p>
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   Page5. 95   Whitley, I   ~ 1~25~37   marr1a~Ze O~ a c~o1o~e.d couple   ~ white inirtister performed the ceremony right in the mistres~ 8 yard as every one white and colored looked on. After the ceremony the usual troll c did not take place ; however on other plantations frolics often took place imdiately following a marriage. Whiskey served as refreshment for scirne while others 1~ad to content themsel~ves with barbecue.   tf~~hen we got sick we were not allowed to suffer through nogllu  gerbe on the part o~ our owner , remarked Mr. ~ta~raond. Family doctors of the white families attended the slaves an~ through them they were vieil cared for. Castor oil was the favorite hane remedy used in those days and it 2oui~ always be found on the f~ily shelf.    My first impression of the civil wa~ was received when the me~ thodist and Baptist ~hux~ches began to disagree , r~narked ~. Haramond. He continued, ~  One day as my uncle nd I worked on I~iss Ad  s truck farm ~heel~r s Calvcry, &amp; group of Confederate soldiers came to the field and forced us t o gi va them our t~:o best u!. in their piece they left their old half starved horses immediately rode to tosin and informed the inistreEs of what had  t-  taken place. Thiring this time Confederate soldiers were known to capttre  slaves and force them to dig ditche7  4ioi~n as breastworks,~! mistress becc~me frightened, and locked me in the closet until late in the evening. She then fixed a basket of food and instructed me as to the direction in vtiich to travel back to the field. It was a cc~non sight to see soldiers marching on to Macon, Ga., in the mornings and In the evenings see the same group on their ~ay back running tr n the Yanks .   Mi . Hammond made the following statement concerning the end of the wu . !Our 1~iiatress told us we ~re free however, was t oo young to re~ ~ii 7ie just what fre e~an would mean to us   but sanehcw I knew that W ~ would t  have to be responsible for our own upkeep. Doctors bills, medicines,  clothing, (etc) would have to be paid by us frcn then on. After that ~e </p>
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 V~hitley, . . Page 6. l~25 -3? ~ ~ .      worked for anyone who would hire us and never earned over 25 or 30 cents a dayf   ometimes our pay consi$ted of e. peck of meal or a piece of meat.    ~ :: ~s a Close to the interview Mr. Hamm *d stated he married at the age o:~ 23 and was the father of 7 children.. He has lived In Ltlanta for the past 65 years working at various jobs. At one time he owned a dray.  My old age is the result of taking care of~ myself and not being exposed.  Besides this Mr. Hammond attends Bethel ~.M.L church regularly. A~ ~ writer pre~ pared to leave   Mr. Eaimnond remarked/. I never knei much about slavery~, you se~Itve always been treated as a free ~h . </p>
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98 ~TANE 3~vIITR HILL HARIvON  of  WA SHINGTON-~I LICES   A comical little old black woman with the happy art of saying and doing as she pleases and getting by with it, is Jane Smith Hill Harmon of ~7ashington Wi1kes. She lives alone in her cabin off the Public Square and is taken care of by white friends. She is on the streets every day carrying  er long walking stick which she uses to lean on and as a  ~hittin  stick . She doesn t fail to use it vigorously on any  nigger  who teases her. She hits hard and to hurt, bat it seems they had ra~her hear what she has to say~ and take the penalty, then to let her alone. Her wardrobe consists of out.of style clothes and hats given her aad it is her delight on Saturday afternoons todress up in her finest and fanciest creations and come strutting along down town. proud of the attention she is attracting.   Unlike most old people, Aunt Jane doesn t like to talk about the past. She enjoys life and lives in the present. lt was hard to get her to tell anything much of her early life, finally, however, she grew aMt reminiscent and talked of the past for a little while.    t~ass~fl~, I se 88 years oie last gone I~ay, an  I been in 7~ashington,  eorgy fuh 53 years an  I ain t been in no Council scrape an  no </p>
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99 page -.2  Cote nor nothin  bad lak dat, kase I  haves myself an? don t lak nig~ers an  don t fool  long wid rem. No in, I sho  ain t got no use fuh niggers  tall. An  as fuh yaller niggers huh! I jes  hates  em -. dey s de wu.st niggers de re is, dey s got dirty feets, an  dey s nasty a&amp; mean, I hates ~ezn, I tells yuh!    i: wuz borned an  raised on de Smith plantation out here a pi ce frurn town. I wuz one of fourteen chillun, I think I wuz de 10th ~ We wuz well took keer of by our Marster ant his fust wife, she wuz jes  as good ter us as she could be, my fust ~istess wuz, but she died an  Marster married agin an  she wuz mean ter us little niggers. She d whup us fuh nothin , an  us didn t known what ter do, kase our fust 1~iistess wuz so good ter us   but dat last  oman, she sho  wuz mean ter us.   ~~3T ~1arster had lots of slaves an~ tis all bad work ter do. le fust work I done wuz churnin  an  I loved t~er do  hit kase I loved milk an  butter so good. I d dance an  dance  round dat oie churn, churnin  an  churnin   till de butter wuz come. I allus could dance, I cuts fancy steps now sometimes when I feels good. At one o  dein big oie country breakdowns (dances), one night when I wuz young, I danced down seben big strong tens, dey thought dey wuz sumpin ! iluh, I danced eb ry one down! </p>
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page  ~3  I uster play dolls wid de overseer s chillun, an  look ftth aigs, an  tote in wood an  pick up chips. Us had good times togeder, all us little nigger s an  de little white chilluns. Us had two days at Chris ~   an no work wuz done on de place of a Sunday. Everybody white an  black had ter go ter Chu ch. De overseer piled us all in de waggin an  took us whether u~s wanted ter go or no. Us niggers set up in de loft (gallery), an de white folks wuz down in de Uhu ch too.   Atter er while dey ~ rae out to be a housegirl an  den I slep  in de big house. ~ll de little niggers et in de white folks  kitchen out n er Mg tray what wuz lak a trough. De  ook put our victuals in de tray an  gib us a spoon an  pone er t~read a piece an  made us set  roun  dat tray ara  eat all us wanted.  Hit wuz good eatin , too.   All dLirin  of de ~ar my ~iarster wuz off fightin  an  de overseer wuz hard on us. ~e wuz glad when Liarster ~cum home er gin. De Yankees wuz a commt an  Daddy Charles, he wuz a oie black man on de place, knowXed ~ ~rster s money, an  he took hit all an  put it in er big box an  went out in de night time an  buried hit  way down deep in some thick woods an  put leaves all over de place an  dem Yankees couldn t fj~? hit nowbar, an  dey went on off an  let us  lone. </p>
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loi page 4   My ~!a wiiz a  spert spinner an  weaver, an  she sptui an  wove things ter be sont ter de Soldiers in de lar. I  members dat, her ar spixinin  an  dey say hit wu.z fer de soldiers.    Atter we wuz free I went ter school er mont . I fit so wid all de chillim I quit. Dey said I mustn t fight an  I knowed I couldn t git er long ~rjdout fightin  so I jes  quit an  ain t never been ter no nio  schools. I~y Marster said h~ ~uz ~oin  t~r ~1~ave a ~c~:col on de place fer all his nig~ers, 1~ut freedom cum an  he didn t do hit.   ni mari  ed in my white folks  kitchen, m:.arj.~d de fust time wh~. I wuz 19 years oie. I been niarjt,ed two times an  had good husban s. Dey wuz good ter rae.    Doctors? Doctors? I don t know nothin   bout no doctors! I ain t never  ceen sickly. ~is year (1936) I done had to have mo  ter do wid doctors dan ever in my life. ~ I se gittin  now to whar I kain t walk lak I uster, all crippled up in my 1ai~ wid soinpin .   ~ Ain t nobody lef  now but me an  one o  my six chillun. He lives upin dat Phillerdelina (Philadelphia) an  I  cided onst three er fo  year ergo, to go up da re an  live wid  im. Lawdy, Lawdy, I ain t been so glad o  nothin  in my life as I wuz ter g t back ter Washington, Georgy.t I ain t goin   way frum here </p>
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page   5   till I dies. Son is rnari .ed, an? sich ~r  oman as he s got! She s un o  dem. smart No th n niggers. She  bused de ~ an  de white folks down here all de time. I d er beat her wid my stick ef n I d er had  tection, but I wuz way off up da re in de No th an  didn t know nobody. But I did found a gal what use ter live here an  went an  stayed wid her  till I worked an  got  nough.money ter git home on. Jes  soon as I got here 1 went straight ter i~. Sheriff ~1alton an  Mr. Sturdivant (Chief of Police) an  tole dem  bout dat sassy hateful nigger up da re ~alkin   bout de So th an  de white folks lak she done, an dat she say she wuz commt down here ter see nie. I axed dem when I got er letter sayin  she wuz a commt would dey take me ter Au~usty ter meet her an  when she stept off n de train ter let me take my stick an  beat her all I wanted ter fer talkin  bout my white folks lak she done. Dey said:  Aunt Jane, j~ you let u.s know an  we sho  will take you to  ugusty ter meet her, an  let you beat her all you want ter.  But she ain t never come ~ she skeered, an she sho  better be, kase I se home down here an got all de  tection I needs. Ef n~she ever do come, I m goin  ter beat her wid dis stick an sen  her back to her country up da re in dat Phillerdelina. She ain t got no sense an  no raisin, neider, talkin   bout de So th an  my white folks what lives here.   And from the wicked flash from hunt Jane s eyes, it will be well for her  sassy  daughter-.in-law to stay  up No th .  4 Il ) _L. ~iAs </p>
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PLANTATION LI~ 1O()( ~~)8 :103 As. viewed by Ex-~Sl ave DOSLA~ HARRIS 1 9 Valley Street Athens, Georgia Written by: Sadie B. Hornsby Athens  ~Sarah H. Hall Athens Leila Harris Augusta and J~ohn N. Booth Dist ri ot Superviso r Federal Writers  Project Residencies 6 &amp; 7. Edited by: </p>
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 it)th:;~98 ~ 104   DOSIA HARRIS Ex.~S1ave - A~e 78~    Dosla lives in a red painted freine house. lier very black skin, thick lips, and broad nose are typic~1 ot her ~fr1can ancestry. She is tail, thin, and a little stooped, and ber ~~~oIy hair is fast fading from gray to almost white. When she greeted t:~e intervIewer, she was wearing a blue striped dress which displayed ~ large tatch of blue print on the tront of the skirt over her knees. Over her dress a black silk blouse, lavishly trinined with black beads, ~s worn for a wrap, and a pair of men s brown shoes, sans laces, corn;leted her costume. Due to illiteracy Do5ia has retained the dialect 3f the old southern darky.   Asked to relate her experiences asa slave, she re~iied: *00, M1ss~ Wnat does you want to know  bout dat for? Well, ~riyhow I was borned in Greene i~ounty. Mary and Auss Downs was my lia aiid Pa. I oain t tell you whar dey corne from.   ~I played  round de yard wid de rest of de chillun End picked a little cotton up and down de rows. I was de onliest e~~ile my Msinny had. My Pa wa~ ir~arried two tines, end I was his tust c~ii1e. I had Thur halt sisters: Fannie, ~lari, Daisy, and ~artha ~fln, but I never had no brothers.   *All de houses in de slave quarters was log cabins   ce~t two. Dey was i~de of boards what was put on straight up and d~rgn. All de houses had chimblies made out of mud and sticks. De beds </p>
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 - 2  :105   had high poatles and some of  em was nailed to de wall of de cabin. Dey didn t know nothin   bout no wire springs den, and dey strung de beds wid heavy cords for springs. Dey made mattress ticks out of coarse home-wove cloth; some was striped and some was plain unbleached white. Atter cie wheat was thrashed evvy year de   mans tuk deir ticks and emptied out de old straw and went and fIlled  em wid new wheat straw. Wisht I had a nice fresh made wheat straw mattress now. lis had plenty of good quilts for kivver.   wSome of de slave chillun slept on de flo , but me,  I slept wid my grandma. She was Crecia Downs, and she done raised me,  ~  cause my Manminy died when I was three days old, or cor~ie to think of it, W8S I three weeks old when dat happened? I se done got so old I. forgits lots of things lak dat. Mammy died of some kind of fever dat was mighty catchin . Twenty-five Niggers died on dat one plantation  bout de same time, ftom dat fever. Atter grandma got too old to wuk in de field, she didn t do nothin  but piddle  round de yard and bile slops for de flogs. Grandpa Toe Downs, he was de carpenter, but he done most any kind of wuk dat come up to be done; he wuked. in de fields and driv cows, or sus  anything.    Money N~o Ma am~ All dey ever give slaves was a belly full of somepin t eat, de clo es dey wore, and de orders to keep on wukin . Now come to think of it, I did see ~8,OOO of Jeff Davis fodder what de white Thlks th owed  way atter d.e War. Us chillun picked it up and played wid it.    What did us have t est? Oo-o Dey give us plenty  ~ood victuals. Dere was bread and meat; peas, greens, and other vege  ~ tables; all de milk us wanted, and sometimes dere was good old ginger- </p>
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 . ~       cakes made wid sorgbum syrup. ~.a for Tflf, I laked tried fat ~ and cornbread cookfd~ in de ashes better dan greens~. an4 ~weet things. any old time.  I1  de~ cookin  was done In great big open fireplaces dat was plum full of  ovens, skillets and all sorts ofiong handled pans and things. Gentiemen~ Dat pot would bile downw~d ~dern peas in it  tore you knowed it if you. didn t watch it close. ~ Dere never was no other bread good as what us baked in de~ ovens and in de ashes.   ~ ~ ~ . ~   !o5suxLIs~ You. jus  makes my mouth water, talkin   bout  possunis. Folks thought so niuch ot deir  possum dogs dem days dey fed  em  tu dey was jus  fat and lazy. Dey cotched de  possums, singed ~nd scraped de hair off of  em, finished dressin   em and drapped  emt in de pot to bile  tu dey was tender. Den dey put  em in bakin  pans and klvvered  em o~r wid strips of fat meat and baked  em jus  as nice and brown, and if dey had good sweet  tatoes, dey roasted   em in ~ de ashes   pealed   em   and put   em on de b~g old platters wid de  possums. Rabbits was plentiful too and I loves  ~m  tu dis good day. Most of de young tender rebbjts what dey cotched was fried, but if dey brurig in some old tough ones dey was throwed in de pot wi.d a piece of fat meat and biled  tu dey was done. Squirrels was cooked tJust lak rabbits. D Te W~S plenty of fish down dar in Greene Count.7 liar us lived   but I never did. eat   em. Slaves would wuk all day and fish all ni ght   b ut you never did ketch Dosia foolizi.    round no fi ah ponds. Slave famblies was  lowed to have little gyarden patches if dey want d  em, I ricollect how lused to go to de gyarden in de winter and cut down couards atter frost had done hit  em and fetched  em to de house to be Mied down for dinner. </p>
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  What us wore In summer? weil   it was lak dia little Nigger chillun didn t stay out of de branch long  riough to need much clothes In hot weather, but in de winter dey give us tresses made out of coarse cloth wove on de loom right dar on de plantation. Some or dem dresses was red and some was blue. De cloth was dyed wid red oak bark and copperas, and dey used indigo what dey raised onde place to dye de blue cloth. De waisties was close fittin  and sorter skimpy skirts was gathered on to  ein. De underskirts was unbleached white cloth made jus  lak de dresses only some skimpier. Old Marster raised plenty of cattle and saved de hides what he sont to de tannery to be got ready for my uncle, Moses Downs, to make our brogan shoes. Dem shoes had brass toes to keep  ein from wearing out too quick. Uncle Mose was sho  a smart shoemaker. He had to make shoes for all de slaves on de whole plantation.   ~&amp;arster Sain Downs owned us, and his wife, Misa Mary, was a mighty good somebody to belong to -  Old Mist ess  us called her. I don t  member nothin   tall  bout Old Marster,  cause he died  fore I was knee high to a duck. Old Marster and Old Mist ess had five chullun. Dey was: Miss L~llen, Marse Sam, Marae Tames Kelsey, MErse Tom, and Marse William. Old Miss sho  was goodto us Niggers,  cause she was raisin  us to wuk for her.    When Marse William went to de War, he tuk my pappy wid him. Dey conie b ~ck home on one of dem flylougha, (furloughs) or s~rnepin lak dat, and you jus  ought to have seed de way us ohillun crowded  round pappy when he got dar. One of his fingers had done got ~4-s </p>
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shot oft in de fightin , and us chillun thought it was one of de funniest lookin  things us had ever seed,. a man wid a short finger. He said dem yankees had done shot it off.  *Atter Old Marster died 034 Mist eas moved to a town  called Woodatock, or was it Woodville? It was Wood -zo~epin  or nother. She hired old man ~Tohn Akins to oversee de plantation, and she evermore did oversee him and de plantation too. She had a fine pacing mule what wouldn t throw her for nothin . ~vvy mornin  she got on dat taule and rid out to her plantation. She allus fetched us somepin  t eat; most of de time lt was a gingercake apiece.    pI couldn t rightly say how big dat plantation of hers was. Oo o~ But it sho  was one more big place, and k~iggera w~z scattered all  round dar lak blackbirds. Dat old overseer, he sho  was mean to de slaves. 11e whupped  em and he kept on whuppin   em,  tu sometimes it seemed lak he jus  beat on  em to hear  em hoUer. It warn t long atter midnight when he got  em up to go to wuk and. he, kept  em at hard labor  tu way atter sundown. De biggest things he whupped. Niggers for was for runnin   way and for not dom  . elr wuk~ ri~rht.    J~ai1s Did you. say jails? Yessum, dey had jails. You know slaves warn t civilized folks den - all dey knowed W&amp;8 to fuss End fight and kill one  nether. Dey put de Niggers In dem jails  tu dey hung  em.   ~Grandma was sold on de block to ~arse Sam s Pa,  Marse Kelsey Downs, soon atter she was brung over to dis country from de homeland of de black folks. She never did lam to talk dis language -~5- 108 </p>
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109  right plain. Us used to git her to tell us  bout when she was. sold. De saie was In December but it was so far orr dat corn was in tassel  fore my pore grandmainmy got to ~reene County. She said dey camped at night and got up long   fore day and was driv lak cows   a man In front and  nother one back of  em to keep  em from branchin  out and runnin .    Niggers never had no chance to lam to read and write dem days. Dey went to meetin  at Shiloh - dat was de white folks church nigh Penfield ~ and bethesda was  nother of de white folks churches whar slaves was brought to listen to de preachin . One thing sho     Ni~ers couldn  t read de Bible   but dey ~Tus   1umbere~ down  bout de Lord from deir heads.  .  Slaves didn t run off to no North dat I ever knowed.   bout. I heared tell  bout one ~n named Si what run  way wid dem yankees when dey c~e through and dey made a black yankee soldier out of him. atter he jlned up wid  ein. I heared tell of patterollers what cotehed Nlggers  way from home  thout no pass~. Folks said dey bru~shed you off and sont you home if dey cotohed you.    All I knowed Niggers to do at night atter dey come in from de fields, was to eat supper and fling deirseifs on de beds and go right off to sleep,  cept when dey wanted to hunt and fish, and. most of dat sort of thing was done atter de crops was laid by or atter ~ey had done been gathered into de barns~ On Saddy nigiits, d.e older  amans ironed and fixed up for Sunday whilst de men was busy gittin  de harness and tools and things ready for de next week s wuk. Young f~1ks never had nothin  but good times on deir minds. Dey danced, frolicked, and cut de buck in gen ral. Dey didn t have no sho   nough r IUSiC, but de~ sho  could sing It down. One of de dance songs </p>
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:111)  went somepin  lak dis:  .  Oh! Miss Liza, Miss Liza J~ane   Axed Miss .L4za to xi~arry me  ~ Guess ~tiat she said?   She wodn  t m rry nie,   It de last Nigger was dead t   *Chrlstmas was sho  one grand time. Dar warntt no big heap of good. things lak dey has now. Old Mist ess give de Niggers a little flour and syrup for to make sweet cake. I)ere was plenty or tresh hog neat and. chickens and all sorts of dried fruits. I was allus plum crazy  bout tie rag doll grandma would make for my Christmas present. Come New iear s Day, it was time to go back to wuk and evvy slave was made to do aheap of wuk on dat day to start de year off right.    Slaves had a big old time at cornshuckin s. Dey didn t care so much  bout de somepin  t est SUS  SO dey got plenty of wtiiskey to drink, and when dey got all het up on dat you could hear  em a mile away awhoopinf and hollerin . Sometimes dey kilt a cow and throwed it in a pot and biled it down wid dumplin s, seasoned hot wid red pepper.*   Asked what games she played as a child, Dosia replied:  Gentlemen What de giver ment don t want to know, ain t wuth knowin  no how. What I played? Well, now, let me see: Mollie, Mollie Bright was one of our games; Hiding de Switch was de one whar ycu counted  em out; dat countin  run lak dis:  Ten, ten, double ten, rorty-~five   fifteen     Gentlemen ~ I could run lak a snake. </p>
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 -8- 1.11    Ha xits? Why, I kin ~ee dein things anytime. Dis hyar place whar I lives is full of ha nts, but dese folks would git mad wid me 1f I told  bout  em. Now, back in Greene county, I k~n talk  bout dein ha nts all right. Back dar Mrs. Babe Thaxton had a mighty pretty flower yard. She used to tell me dat if I let anybody git any flowers from her yard atter she was daid, sne would sho  ha nt me. She had done been daid a good while when I was gittin  some flowers from her yard and a gal come along and axed me to give her some. I started cuttin  flowers for her. At dat Miss Babe, she riz up over me lak she was gwine to burn me up. She looked at me hard and went off and sot in a tree whar she could look right down on trie. I ain t never cut no flowers out of dat yai~d no more. Now  bout Raw Head and Bloody Bones, Honey, don t you know dat ain t nothin  but a cows head what s done been skint? Old folks ~sed to ax us:  lias you seed Raw Head and Bloody Bones?  Us would run over one  nother tryin   t o git dar fust to see him, and it allus turned out to be jus  a old skint up cow head. Den in de nighttime us would have wild dreams  bout dem old skint cow heads.    De onliest song I ever heared de   dggers sing in ~.e fields run sornepin lak dis:  Tarrypin, Tarrypin, (terrapin) when you commt over, For to see your wife and fami-lee.  Dey must a b~en wantin  to eat turkie (turtle), when dey was a- singin  dat song.   ~O1d Mist ess was mighty special good. to her slaves 7~~:en dey was sick. Fust thing she done was send for de doctor. I kin </p>
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1 12   see him now. He rld. horseback end carried his medicine In saddle-. bags. He used to put some kind of powders in.a glass of water and give it to de sick ones. Dere was three old  omans v~aat Old Mist ess kept to look atter sick slave  omans. Dem old granny nurses knowed a heap about yarba (herbs). May apple and blaoksnake roots, kizi~ of de meadow, (meadow rue) wild asthma (aster) and red shank, dese was biled and deir tea give to de slaves for diffunt ailments.~ Asked to describe king of tI~ meadow, she continued~  honey, ain t you never seed none? Well, its such a hard tough weed dat you have to use a axe to chop it up, and its so strong and pow ful dat nothin  else kin c~row nigh  round it. Back in dein days folks wore tare (tar) sacks  round deir necks and. rubbed turpentine under deir noses. When deir ailments got too hot, lak when Marrzny died, dey made  em swallow two or three draps of turpentine.   $1 ricollects dat when de news come dat de~ yankees was on de way towards our plantation, Old Mist ess tuk her old pacin  mule and all her money and triade Uncle Moses go down on de river wid her to help hid.e  ein. I told her I was gwine tell dem yan-. kees she had done stole my uncle and hid him so he wouldn t hear  bout freedom. And when dem yankees finally did git dar, dey was singin  some sortof a song  bout freedom. I lit out to runnin , and it was ~)&amp;y atter midnight  fore Old Mist ess found me. I was pretty nigh skeered to death. Dey called all de slaves together and told  em dey was free as jack rabbits, and  deed dat was de truth. Us stayed dar for </p>
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s,1o . :1:13 years. It looked lak us warn t never gwine to leave. ~Grandma started out to wuk f~or herself as a  granny   oman   and Old Mist   ess give tier a mule to rid~e on to make her trips from one farm to another. It was a long time  fore Niggers could git  nough money together for to buy land of deir own, and it seems lak it was a long time  fore schools for Niggers~was sot up.    When me  ~and Oscar Earns got married, us had a big weddin  wid evvything good to eat what us could git, and plenty of wine to drink. De dancin  and good time went on most all night. I had a reg lar weddin  dress made out of pretty white swiss trimmed wid lots of lace and it had a long train. I wore long white gloves. Tucks went  round my petticoat from de knees ~o de lace what ai~ged de bottom, and my draw s was white cambric, gathered at de knee wi~ a wide ruffle what was tucked and trinuned up pretty. I ni rried on Saddy night and dat called for a second day dress,  cause I jus  had to go to church next day and show dat man off. Anyhow, ~y second day dress wes blue cotton wid white lace on it, and I wore a big ~i ite plumed hat draped down over one eye. Wid de second day dress I wore dem same draw s, petticoat, and gloves what I was married in. Me and Oscar s five chillun was Mary, Annie Belle, Daniel, Cleveland, and Austin.   *My old man and all my chillun is dald  cept Daniel, and. I don t know whar he is. I wants to git married again, but dese hyar  iealious Niggers  round hyar says if I does de giver nient is gwine </p>
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1i4~ to cut off my old age pension, and I sho  don t want to loose dat money. No 3ir~   .1.1 didn t take in nothin   bout Lincoln, Davis or dat man ~Vashington. Deia days chillun had to take. a back seat. When old folks wanted to talk, dey jus  sent chillun on  bout dey business. One thing I does know: I d sho  ruther have times lak dey is now.  Yessurn, I sho  had.    I jined Randolph baptist church in Greene county  cause I felt de urge and knowed it had done got to be my duty to  jine up. I se been a Baptist ever since, and will be one  tu I die; so was all my folks  fore me. Folks when dey une de church ought to live right so dey kin see de good Lord and have a restin  place atter dey is done wid dis sinful world. Yessum, I jined dat Randolph Baptist Church way down in Greene County a long time ago.     .. . </p>
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~  :~ ~~.I:,; ~  ~  :.. ~ ~  4 ~ ..     .    ..  ~   tt   .        &amp;.          .   .    c~  .     .   .   c~   :Eien4er8on Harris ~ ~Siav    .   .~   .     Hender8on Harris was born  ugu~st 19, 1858, In Taibot C ~xnty. . His parents ware Frederick and .Ldelthe Earns of Jones County, btit }tenderson re~aember$ nothing about them heoau~ae they both were ~o1d on t~.e block and left him ~ hen he was just a few  months old.   :Mr. Bill Adams, -~--~*i~ ~endeTsQn s owner, lived on a large ~~1antat1on on the old etage road between Maconand Columbus. There v~ere about three hundred acres In tris plantation an~ between tLirt~r ~ fifty ;~1~ves. . t   ~ da~s w~: s just a  ~8tr~atEht out farmer, and as ~uod ar~ar  ~ter as ever wore shoe 1eat1~er.  i ~r~e Bill  wa~ a putty 1~ard man abo ~t busi:~es~, end. ~~ieant  skat.  when he sai,d  ~kat ~   li  hEd~ a v~~ite Drea ~Ler ana ~ 1?hite doctor on his p1~ntat1on, and ex~ecte(~ hi? t~e !~e~roes to ~o to  t~reaoh1n~ onSunday a~ternoon, a~ if ~uy of them were tick enou~h to need a doci;or~they 1~ad Lirn. The doctor cLne arDund about once a ~uo~at;h ~n~i evci~r ~1ave wc~ looked after.   Th~ sIave~ were L1lo~ed 3at~~rd~r after oon  ~ provided there W~T.S 110 fodder or ot~r staff dovin In the field to be put ~ . 4~ ~  the barn loft in case of rai~. A~hey had all Sunday, even the      cook and other hou::e servantz~, ~  01e Uise </p>
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  100209 . V~maBe11    District #2    Aii~ista, Ga.  ~SI4VE ~   Unc~1e Shang Harris Toccoa, Georgia (Stephens Couiaty)     Uncle Shan~  Harris, at the age of 9?, is more vigorous than many rien twenty years younger. Erect and stocky, holding Ii.i:s white woolly head high, he retains the full favor of living. ~Nhen the interviewer entered his cabin lie rose from the supper table wiping fror~i his mouth the crumbs of a hearty meal, and peered uncertainly through the gathering dark.    Does I  meraber  bout slav ey times?  HiS facer-relaxed into a broad smile,  G-lory, hallelujah, I sho does I was born den and freed den. ~1hat you wanter know? I kin tell you all about it.  He led the way to two chairs near the stove.   ~ My raarster was Mr. Bob Alexander. ::e lived in Franklin County ses  dis side o  Carnesville. He treated rie good  yes man~, he suc did. My raarster did~ t have no beatin  o  his niggers. I didn t do no work back in dem tines   nuttin  but play. Me and my sister belonged to de youngest boy (dey was seven boys in dat family) and. we jes  climbed trees and frolicked all de tliiie. ~e had plenty in de eatin  line too.    But law chile, eve ybody didn t have dat. Some de raarsters tied de:r  ni~ers to posts and whupped  era till dey nigh killed   ein. Lots o ~   era run away and ~i d in de wo ods   De marste rs would put de dogs after you jes  like a coon. Dey d run you and tree you  initatin~ the sound of baying dogs ~  oh glory, </p>
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 . Page 2 Bell 118    hallelujah - dat s de way dey done  em! I se seed bare teets all cracked up wid de cold. We don t have no cold weather now. 7Th~y, I se seed. big pine trees bust wide open - done froze, and de nig~ers would be out in dat kind o  weather, But dey d. rutlier do dat dan stay and git beat to death. Many a night Jes   bout dark, I d be a-~settin  in my cabin wid. my oie lady (dat was after I got older) and see somebody prowlin  roun  in de bushes, and I d. know hit was soue po  nigger was hidiri  and didn t had nuttin  to eat. My iriarster nuse to say,  liarris, when you see soniebody hongry, gi   ixa sunipin  to eat . We didn t never turn  ein. down even when dey look so bad dey was right scarey.  (_  ::o  a, I never was sold. Mr. Bob nuse to say,   I. got hogs, ~orses, nules and cows to sell, but no niggers~  lie had  bout twenty slaves. De biggest portion of  em stayed on de farrii.    Lots o  folks did sell dey ni~gers, and soraetiiaes dey d take yo  chile and go to Alabaraa or Virginia,. and you wouldn t never see hirn. no   . Dey kept de dark ones together and de bright ones together. Hit didn t nake no diffunce  bout families. Dey warn t no raarryiri   xaongst de niggers way back in time. De raarsters wanted you to increase to give  exa more niggers, but dey didn t had no marryin . I had three wives and I got my fourth one now. Dey all treated me good.    Dat mixed-up C olor in niggers cone from slav   ey t mies. Some de marsters beat de slave women to make  era give up to  eti. </p>
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~ ~   Page 4 Bell      ~as that a sinful song, Uncle SMng?     Dat s le devil s song, dat is. A ~ dancin   an  a stompin  dat-ja-way ~    Folks iuse to have f1~iit~ sometimes at de frolics but dey didn t do n killin  ~ Hit ain t like dat now. Dey stob you now, but dey didn t do dat den. Somebody d always stop  ein  fore it go~ dat tur,     Yes ra, we sung spirituals. We sung  De good ole.time re-S lL2ion    ai  sech as dat. I oan t  inern.ber all dein good songs   ~iOW .    His ntiddle.-aged wite, washing dishes over the wood stove, struck up,  I am bound for de pr niise land,  arid he joined in with a firm voi e. But neither remembered many songs  distinctly.  ~    We didi~ t had. no sc~iools. Dey wouldn t let de white ohille~n telL us about ~books. One day I axed about sumpin  in a book, and one de ch~l1en say,  Marrirna tole iae not. to learn you nuttin  or 8he d whup nie ,    Asked a~3out holidays, Uncle Shang ~replied,  ThAnksgiving we give thanks in de church on our knees. Warn t no slave  ~ gal ery. ~te and~oolored all together and shouted together.    christhas we  frolic and eat cake. We had serenades, too, on ban4oes and old tin~ pans and whatever you wanted to raake a noise. Axi~~ a gallon o  liquor .~ anything you wantVt with a    loud laugh. </p>
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Page 9 ~ Bell little su~tripjflt evez since dat tii~ie.    De way things is goin  now, it s better dan in slav ey tiiaes,  cause dey ain t n  knockin  and beatint. Things is gone too fur for dat now. It eve ybody would be o  one mind and serve de Law~, dey wouldn t be no troubles.    I don t know whether Pli get tk ough di.s winter or not.  Elt was ni~1it3r cold last year, and dey warn t niuch fuel. But I  thanks de Lawd for all Ee s done for rae, and. I se ready to nieet  ::im whe -~ he e orne s ~  </p>
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I ~ ~L  ~S~J PI~NTkTION LI~E~ as Ti.ewed by Ex-Slave     TOM HAWKINS 163 Bremen Street Athens, Georgia. Written by: Sadie ~i3. Athens   Hornaby Edited by: Sarah H. Hall Athens -  Iaila Harris Augusta, Ga. I ~xn;9o </p>
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100090 -~ t       TOM H~&amp;WK~INS . ~ ~    Tom was nowhere to be seen when the interviewer mounted the stejjs of his cabin. Daisy, his wife, was ironftig ort the back porch and when she learned the object of the proposed interview, she readily agreed to induce Tom to talk. She approached a base-~ ment door and called:  Tom,~ herets one of dem givertment ladies what s cone to.~hear you talk  bout slr~rery days.  Torn replied:   All right, Miss Daisy, I  se a-commt   ~ The old mani soon appeared feeling his way with his cane carefully before each hesitant step. Tom is blind. J~stab1ished comfortably in his favorite chair, he talked freely.   n ~ was borned oa Marse Johnny Poore   s plantat ion   bout four miles ffi~j 3elton, South Callina. ~rse Johnny owned my ~  Mornin  Poore, and all three of her chillun. Dey was me and Johnny, E~fld Mollie. My Pa was Tom Hawkins and he was named for his owner. De Hawkins plantation was  bout a mile f um de Poore place. tttter Ma marricd Pap, dey each one had to stay on wid deir own ~rster. Dey couldn t stay on de same ~plantation together. I don t  member much  bout Gra&amp;ma Jennie Poore  cept dat she was de cook at de big house. Gran pa Wade Poore was de blacksmith and Marss Johnny got a big price when he sold him to Dr. Chandler.  Some of de slaves made demselfs corded beds and others jus  had makeshifts. ~ beds and cabins wa~ good  nough for de Niggers den,  cause dey never had knowed no better. Gangs of slaves slept together lak hogs in dem dirt~ floored log cabins. </p>
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   Page 2. 128    ~Cb.i11uns what was big nough to do anything had to wuk. I wa~ a rnoughty little cha~p when dey started me in as houseboy. I 51O1?~t 0X1. a trun le (trundle) bed in Miss Annie s room. In de dayiirne fl ~ little trun le bed was rolled back out of sight under Miss Annie s big old four poster teester bed. I kep  a fire burnin  in her room winter and summer. Night times she would call me.  Tomt Toxn~  Some  times I wa~ so souri  asleep I didn t answer. Den pop, she would hit me on de head wid her long stick. Den I knowed hit was time to fire up her pipe . She ~noked dat pipe a POWt fui 1~t atter Marse Johnny  .    ~ Grown slaves made a little money, but I never got none  tu atter de war. I didn t have no cause to want no money. Miss Annie, she give me evvything I needed.   ttOh, but us had plenty of good things to eat on de Poore plantation ~ meat and bread wid lots of turnips and  tatoes.  Bout once a month dey give us laiiyhoe. Dey calls dat  lasses now. Us.. et our breakfast and dinner out of wooden bowls. Under a long shed built next to de kitchen was a long trough. t~t night dey crumoled cornbread in it, and poured it full of buttermilk. Grown folks and chilluns all gathered  rouri  dat old trough arid et out of it wid deir wooden spoons. No Ma  am, dere warn  t no fightin    roun  dat trough. i~)ey all knowed better n dat.    Us got  possums and rabbits de best ways us could   cotch tern in traps, hit  em wid rocks, and trailed  em wid dogs. Us lakked tPO5$~fl5 baked wid  tatoes, but most of de rabbits was stewed wid  dumplin s. All our cookin  was done on big open fireplaces. Dey didn t fry nothin  dem days; leastwise dey never give de slaves no fried victuals. Grown folks seined for fish in Big Crick and Saluda </p>
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 . Page 3. 129   River at night,  cause dey couldn t g t away f um field wuk in de . day. Chillun cotch a heap of fish wid hook and line   De river and crick bose run thoo  Miss Annie  s plantation so us didn  t ~ have to ax for a ~pass evvy time us went a fishin . Us allus had to have a pass if us left de Diantation for anything or de pattero11e~ra was a.pt to git you and look out den, for you was shot to git a 1arru~in  if dey cotch you off f  um home widout rio pass.   UDere warn t but one gyarden on de Poore plantation, and it  was big enough to feed all de white folks and slaves too. T*o whole acres of dat gyarden was sowed down in turnips.    Chilluns didn t wear but one piece of clothes in su~er; dat was~ a shirt. In wint9r dey doubled up on us wid two shirte. I  members how dent shirt tails used to pap in de wind when us runned fast. Us chillun used to tie up de  ~0~ what us stole f um BLiss ~.nnie, in de under.arin part of de long loose sleeves of our shirts. Us didn t git no shoes for our foots., winter or summer,  tu ~ was ten years old.    I~rse J~ohnny Poore, he was kilt in de war and den Old lList ess, she was our lisa Annie, looked atter de plantation  tu her only child, young Miss Ann, married liarse Torn I~an. Den he helped Miss Ann  tend to her business. Dey was noughty good to us. Miss Annie done her own overseein . She rid over dat :~lantation on~t or twict a day on her hose.    Our white folks lived in a big old two story house what sot off f uin de road up ou a high hill in a big oak grove. Miss Anniets own roo~i was a shed room on dat house. De upstairs ro~ was kept f~or co1n2 ny. Unkle Wade Norris Poore was Miss Annie s cmr iage driver. 1~ car iage was called a surrey den. </p>
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 Page 5.. 131    Dr. Cannon found out dat his carriage driver had larried to read arid write whilst he wa~ takin  de doctor s ohillun to~,nd f um school, he had dat Niggers thumbs cut off and put anothez  boy to doint de driwint in his place. ~   ~Washin  ton Church was de name of de me ti.n  hous.e whar us Niggers on de Poore plantation went to church wid our white folks. Couldn  t none of us read no Bible and dere warn  t none of de Niggers on our plantation ever converted and so us never had no oaptizin  s. De preacher preached to de white folks fust and den when he preached. to de Niggers all he ever said was:  It s a sin to steal; don t steal Marster  s and Mist ~ e ss~ chickens and hogs;  and sech lak . How could anybody be converted on dat kind of preachin ? And tsides it never helped none to listen to dat sort of preachirit  cause de stealin  kept  g~jnt right an evvy night. I never did see no fun ralB in dem days.   *Niggers didn  t run to no North. Dey run to de South,  t cause dem whi te folks up North was so mean to   em. One Nigger, nat~Ed Willis earle, rim off to de woods and made hisseif a den in a cave. He lived hid out in dat cave  bout 15 years.    Old Miss give dein dat wanted one a cotton patch and she didn  t make her slaves wuk in her fields atter de dinner beil rung on Saddays. De mens wukked in dem patches of deir own rn Sadday evenin  whilst de  omans washed de clothes and cleaned up de cabins for de next week. Sadday nights dey all got together and frolicked; pic~d de banjo, and drunk whiskey. Didn t none of  ein git dnink, cause ~y </p>
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Page 6. 132 was used to it. Dar was barrels of it whardey stilled it on de 2iaoe. on Sundays us went PUm cabin to oaMn holdin  prayer meetints. MISS Annie tpointed diff unt ones to look atter de stock evvy Sunday.    Big times was had by all at Chris ~as time. ~ eats warn t no difftunt  capt dey give us sweet bread and plenty of lal .~ hoe (molasses) what was madeon de plantation. Us had two weeks vacatiori from field wuk and dey let us go rabb~it and  possum himtin    Us had a gran  time clear up to New Yaar  s Day.    Oh, us did have one inore big time at dein cornshuckin s. Dc corn was hauled to de crib and de folks was  vited in de attex noon  fore de aornshuckin  started dat night. When de mens g~t ta shuckin  dat corn, de   omans started cookin  and dey got thoo   bout de same tinie. Den us et, and dat was de best part of de corn2huckin  fun. Cotton~ pickints was held on moonshiny nights. 1)ey ~picked cotton  tu midnight, and den dey had a little shakin  of de footses  tu day.    Mens had good times at de quiltin  ~ too. Deir white folkses allus give  em a little soinepin  extra t eat at dem special times. But de   omans what was cooks at de big house tied sacks ~ roun ~,deir waisties under dei.r skirts, and all thoo  de day dey would drap a I I t t le o f d is   and s ome o f da t   j n de sack s   The n dey p oure d I t ou t at night, dere was plenty of good somepin.t t eat. De mens kept de fire goin  and if dey got hold of a tallow candle dey lit dat to help de  omans see how to quilt. Most of de quiltin s was at night and n~rly all of  em vas in winter time.   t1De be s t game us had was marbles   and us playe d wid home made clay marbles most of de time. No witches or ghosties never bothered us,  cause. US kept a horseshoe over our cabin door. </p>
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Page 7. 133  *MIBS Annie doctored u~. In~ suminer, she ruade us pull up  certain roots and dry special leafs for to make her teas out of. Horelioun , boneset, and yellow root was de main things 811e used. She made a sort of sody out of de white ashes f um de top of a h1~ktry fire and mixed it wid vinegar for headaches. De black ashes, left on de bottom of de hiek ry fire, was leached for lye, what was bi .ed wid grease to make our soap.   It1 never will forgit de day dey told us de war was over and  us was free. On~ of de toinans what was d~n by de 3pring a washin  clothes staa ted shoutin : ~ God~-a Moughty I se free at lastL  ~.rse Tom heared her and he come and knocked her down. It was  bout October or November  fore he ever told US dat us was free aho   nough. Dat saine  oman fainted dead away den  cause 8he wanted to holler so bad and was skeered to make a souri    De yankees come thoo  soon atter dat and said us was free and  vited all de Niggera dat wanted to, to go  long wid dem. I never will forgit how bad dem yankees treated Old Miss. Dey stole all her good hosses, and her chickens and dey broke in de smokehouse and tuk her meat. Dey went in de big house and tuic her nice quilts and blankets. She stood all of dat wid a straight face but when dey fou&amp; her gold, she just broke down and cried and cried. I stayed on and was Miss Annie s houseboy long as she lasted. I was 21 when she died.    Dem night riders done plenty of whuppin  on our plantation. Hit was a long time  fore Niggers could git  nough money to buy lan  wid and it was a good 20 years  fore no school was sot up for Niggers in our settlement. </p>
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 .. . Page 8. :134    I~I thinks Mr. ~efferson Davis and Mr. Linc~o1n was bofe of  em dom  deii  best to be all right. Booker Washin  ton, he was all right too, but he sho  was a ~maybe man.  ~ rnought do right and de n he n~oughtn  .   Ye s I~  am, j f Old Miss was livin  I  d ruther have slavery days back,   cause den you knowed you was gwine to have plenty t  eat and wear, and a good place to sleep even if Mistress did make you wuk i~rnughty hard. Now you can wuk your daylights plum out and never can be sho   bout gittin  nothin  .    De fust time I married me and Adtilne Rogers stood up by de 2ide of de big road whilst de pre~.cher said his marryin  words over us, and den us went on down de road. Me and Adtline had six chilluna Mary,  icy, Annie, Bessie, J~ohn and Henri Thomas. Atter n~ Ad line died, I married Daisy Canton. I didn t have no weddin  needer time. Me and Daisy just got a hose and buggy and driv  up to de h ou s.e whar de J~Us t I ce o f de Ps ace I ive d   and he j irie   u s ~ in matterinony. Den us got back in de buggy and went back down de big road. ~   Torn began telling why he joined the church, when Daisy interrupted. KNow Tom,   she said, *you just tell dis white lady what you told me  bout how come you jined de church.   Now, Miss Daisy,  pleaded Tom,  I don t want to do dat~ Daisy snapped: ~I don  t keer what you don  t want to, you is gwine to tell de trufe ~ Torn Hawkins.  At that, Tom giggled and began:  Well, Miss, hit was lak dis: I went to church one night a feelin  moughty good. I went up and kneeled at de altar whar dey was prayin  for COflvert8, and </p>
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 Page 9. 135   a good i:bokin  yaller gal was kneelin  right in front of me. I accident ly tetehed her on de laig. I sho  didn t mean to do it. In dat  c~ited crowd most anything was a~t to happen. Dat gal, she kicked me in de eye, and bruised up my lace. My nose and eyes started drippin  and I hollered out real loud: tO~j~ LOI~d have mus sy% 1~en I staged a faint.  ~ brGther s of de church tuk me outsid~. Dey was sho  I had got  ligion. B~y dat time I was S   shamed of myself, I went baek inside de rneetin  house and jined de church,  cause I didn t want nobody to know what had done happened. . I  cided den and dar to change my way of livin    Next time I seed dat yaller gal I axed her why she kicked rae in de face and she saidz  Next tiiie you do what you done den, I ae gwine to kill you, Nigger.    Yes Ma am, I thinks evvybody ought to be  ligious.  . .   .     .         </p>
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p24, 3~rt :~X-SLAvJ~ INT~RVIJ~W   BILL E~LRD 4(75 Reese Street Athens, Georgia   Written by: Misa Grace MoCune Athens - 13G I~dited~ by:  an~ Mrs. Sarah H. al1 Athens -  Jo~in N. Booth District Supervisor Feteral Writers  Proj. Resid~encies 6 &amp; 7 Augusta, Georgia. Sept. 12, 1938 </p>
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BILL H1~ARD ~$L~L~V~  ~           Bill Heard a blacksmith shop, a sagging tram, struo ture   in the forks of 0e onee Street and Lexington Highway, is conveniently located for both looal and~ trayeling clientele.   An old. vo ice singing ~ kow ~ Sweet Chariot iii a. low tone but with a tervor known only to Negroes led the vi$itor through the shop, where there was no sight ot the singer. Bill was eventually discovered seated on a oushion-covered nail keg beneath a large water-oak at the rear of the building. L large hymn book was placed across his knee s   and the old Negro was happi ly s inging away all by himself. His gray hair was partly covered. by an old black cap, and his taded blue work shirt and pants showed evideno  of long wear. ~.. ..   As the song ended Bill discovered that he was not alone. Oft came his cap, and he sorambled~ to his teet with a siaileA  Good evenin , Missy, how le you? Won t you have a seat and rest? Dese nail kegs makes a mighty good place to set when you is tired out, and it s powertul nice and cool under dis old tree.  After his guest was comfortably seated on another cushioned keg, the aged smith resumed his perch.  I didn t hear you come into my shop, and I think 13? </p>
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i~2. ~d~t  s ~ ~e~tuet ~timGL~~y; ~ ~ ~ j~ ~ ~m  ~ atint ~ ~ I Used ~ x~eTe? ha~I no ~ e~tance b ~re~t up ~or :p~a~ttcG:~my  ~gth . TiifleS has &amp;~ianged in  ats ot;ways: ~ 4~i~ . good oid~4aye.  Sonie folks ia~&amp;~ns wken tus :~ ~aS t~ ~g od~Gid 4ays,   ~ .  ~ey ~Waflt3 to know how oom~ ~*is thinks 4ey~was good old .4ays, when us ha~ su~o1~ liard ~ik ~ ~doden. ~  ourse,toikahad ~to Lik hard anddidii t ~  ~uk i~1d lak dey ~otflow, but I ~til1ea~1is ~em.~egoDd old. 4ays ~ ~oaus~i ~iks was ~ett~r~t 4an; ~4ey. ~ ~and was.~aUus r~ad~T to lend. a~ .~e1~n  .. hand, :*apa~iaUyin tiaes. ot troubi~.   ~  I ~don t.~kmoi not~in  ~bOUt  ~aia~ery. :ti~ws !~cept*hat ~y ~:M~rny~~and. ~a~dy ta1&amp;~e . .~ia4d~  .. ~e~~a1v~ed. ~to ~a~se  I~ora ~H~ai~ :i ~ th~wn i~. ~1~be~rt ~ty   :~ ~.  out 2O~m~ea ~exa Bucker ~p1aoe   nigh .~Ruok~rsv .. ille. ~ ~4dy ~a~d. .. Maree: ~o~,i~ad about a ~~hunnerd and. :twenty,jtve a~a~ea on. ~Ls place . ias m~ighty iitti~ when ~ar~ :TQmgot :~m~ .~ ~ bq~t noue or~ad.d.y e o~ei~ ~ino~U~s, SQ 1~W~S  ~ . ~ ~d. tor4e little boy .. aliby ~i~s~1f,  ~ a  . aflse ~de, ~ ou4e p1~x~tation ~as ~wtu1 .. a~an to ~4r . ~ ~De~j. ~ ~ aieep irLOir ar~r~, ~ up~t.4o big ~ou~e, and place to  ~eep w~m. ~ 4~t~r.~he got ~i~~iiou~h to ~uk, 4ay tsteated him.  etter. </p>
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 . 3.~ 139    ~vvybody oooked on fireplaces dein day8,  oaU8O dore warn t no sto -bought 8toves. Marso Tom teil all his 8laVeS at de big house; he kept  eiii so regular at wuk dere warn  t no time for   ein to do deir own    Slaves lived in one-room log cabins dat hail rock ohimblies, and each cabin had one littlewindow wid a wooden shutter dey fastened at night anil in bad weather. Deir beds was made out of pine poles rastened to de sides ot dem old beds  teesters,  tcause de posties was so high. Ropes or cords was criss orossed to hold  ein together and to take de place of springs. Nobody hadn t ever saw no iron springs on beds dein days. Dein big old ticks was generally filled wid wheat straw, but sometimes slaves was  lowed to pick up waste cotton and wash, dry, and card it to stuff deir bed-ticks wid. But Missy, dat was jus  too i~uoh trouble when a good. old straw tick slept so fine. Cheers was xaade out of oak splits, and cane and rye plaits was used for de cheerbo ttoms   Dem old cheers so t mighty good and lasted a lifetime.    Folks sho  nougji did live at home den; dey raised all sorts of vegetable8 sich as corn,  taters, wheat, rye, and oats, and what s sore, dey raised de cotton and wool to make de cloth for deir clothes. Cows, hogs, goats, sheep, chickens   gee 8e   and turkeys was runni  all over dem pastures, and dere warn t no lack of good victuals and home-made clothes. </p>
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When hog8 and oows was kilt to put meat in de amikehouse deir hides was tanned for leather to be used for harness and shoes, and a heap of times a pieoe of hide was used for a cheer-seat.    Daddy said, dey had a powerful hard t line gittin  things lak soda, salt, sugar, and coftee dunn  de war times. He said dat soriietinies corn and okra seod.s was parched right brown and ground up to be used for coffee, but I t   t nigh as good as sho  nough coffee   When de salt had to be used if folks and critters was to keep wall. Dey dug up de dIrt under old sxaokehouses and biled it to git out de salt. Nobody didn t waste none of dat salt. NO Surree~ It was too hard to git. When it got so dey couldn t buy no soda, dey saved nice clean corncobs and burned dem into a fine powder what dey used for soda. Was it fit for breadmakin ? Why, Missy, dein biscuits made out of corncob soda and baked in dem old dutch ovens was fit for anybody to eat and enjoy. De onliest trouble  bout lt was gittin   em to bake enough of it.    Slaves clothes was all made at home. Gals spun de thread and old  omens wove de ~cloth on hozzie-inade looms; my Mainray was one of dein weavin   olnans. Clothes for summer was jus  thin cotton, but cotton and wool was mixed ror cold weather, and. don t think dem wool and cotton clothes didn t 4. F10 </p>
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 5. 141   keep out de cold; dey sho did.. Dur clothes w&amp;S~e&amp;.~vid barks from trees, ink~ ba11s, walnut hulls, and red bud.. Most evby plantation had its own shoemaker man dat tanned all de leather and made up all de sho~~ Leather for slaves  shoes warn t allus tanned and shoes made out of untanned leather looked lak dey had done been dyed red. ~    Dey had. special mens on de plantation for all de special wuk. One carpenter man done all de fixin  ot things lak wagons and plows, holped. wid all de buildin  wuk, and made all de coffins. ~    No, Missy, dere warn t no undertakers back in dem days, and roiks had to pervide evvything at home. Corpses was measured and coffins made to fit de bodies. Al . de neighbors, fur and nigh, gathered.  round to set up wid de faznbly.    Funerals warn t so common den as now  cause folks didn t die out so fast dexa~days. Dey tuk better keer of deyseifs, et right, wuked. hard, and went to bed at night  stid. of folks runs  round now; deir mainrnies and daddies never knows whar dey is. ~ks don t teach chiflun right, and. dey don t make dem go to church lak dey should oughta.    Folks didn t even git married back in den days lak dey does now, leastwise slaves didn t. It a slave wanted to marry up wid a gal he knocked on his Marster s door and </p>
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6. 142 to 4 him  bout ~ta If his Marster laked de ~idea he told him to go on and take de gal and. totreat her right; dat was all dere was to slaves gittin  married.    My Daddy said slaves went to do white roiks  church  tu dey got some churches ror colored folks, Church days was big days wid folks den  oause dey didn t have meetin  evvy Sunday. Slave  ornans had percale or calico dresses, brogan shoes, and big home- mnade boflnets wid slats in de brims for un--   wear   and if lt was cold dey wropt up in shawls. ~ Mentolks wore cotton shirts and pants. Dey had grand preachin  dein days and folks got honest-to~ goodness  ligion.    Folks wuked mighty hard dom day s     specially dunn  plantin  and harvest time,  til atter de corn was gathered and fotched out ot de fields in dein old twowheel carts dat was used to haul up all de craps. When de corn~ shuckin s started evv~har dey tuk tlnie about at de diffunt plantations. De tust thln~ dey done atter dey got together was to  leot a general; he led de in    and de taster he sung de faster de shucks new. Plenty of corn liquor was passed  round and you know dat stuff is sho to make a Nigger hustle. ~vvy time a red earof corn was found dat meant a extra drink of liquor. for de Nigger dat found it. Atter de last ear of corn was shucked a big supper was served and day danced and sung de rest of de night. </p>
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7. S 143    When d~oy needed some new grotmc~ cleared up, ~ey had a logroflin . ~vvybody tried to out ink de others,, and if do job hadn t been f1nishe~  tore night, dey kept right on at it by moonlight. One man waked so hard tryin  to beat de others dat when he went to de spring tor some water, he tuk one drink, raised his hald quick lak, and. d1e~ right dar. ife was plumb daid when dey picked him upl    Dey give us our treedom in April and I~ddy lett old Marster in May. Be xaoved here n1gh~ de old Pittrier place wha~ I was borned.. Daddy rarmed for a-while and wuked at blackaxaithin  for de white folks too,ii cauae dat was de wuk he had been dom  for his Old. Marstex . ~ De tust ricofleotlons I ve got is  bout do days on dat old. place. I ain t never gwine to forgi t   bout de~ old ootto~pi  kin   s ~ dey had. when I was a youngster. Dey said dey was jus  lak dem cottonpiokin s dey had  fore de war. Dey would git up big crowds sud pick cotton by de light of de harvest soon, and dat s  most as bright as daylight. 3vvybody holped and, fast as dey picked all de cotton on one farm and et a big supper,  ~e4~&amp;ft~T~  -~tG te eet be~ ~a~- e~ -aia a~&amp; e~ -e-*4~ev~ppe?,~ dey hustled on to de next place whar plenty of ootton, white in de fields and liquor, and good barbecue, and sich lak kept  em happy and.  hustlin   most all night. When dey had done done all de cottonpiokin  dey could for one night dey stopped for danoin  and all. a~rts of froliokin . Plenty of liquor in dem little brown jugs holped to make things  mo8t too lively sometimes. De few tights dey had when. dey was drinkin  heavy didn t  n3ount to  much. </p>
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 Chullun loved~ hogkillin  times. Five or six  mens would jine up and. go t~rom plaos to place in de community ~har dore was lots of hogs to be kilt. When dem hogs was all  butchered de folks would git together and sich a supper as dey would have! De mostest fr ~ iaeat sich as ehit lin s, haslets, p~,f toots   and. sausage   wid, good old collard greens   t  bread, and hot coffee. I m~a-te1lin  you, Lady, dat was good ~f  satin , and atter you had d~ne been WUkin  in de hogkillint  dem cold days you was ready ~ for vie tuais dat would stay by you.  ~  De fust place I ever went to school was ~n a  S~ :Littl~ house on de old Bert Benyard. place nigh Wintervifle,  - Georgy, and let nie tell you,~ Missy, schoolin  warn t nothin   ~. Lak what it is now. Dola what lived nigh went home to dinner, ~ ut ohillun dat lived a fur ~piece oft fotch deir dinner to  ~  school in a till bucket. Us ~~was still livin  dar when Mr. John MaCun. moved from Thitflield County to dat old Pittner  J place. My Daddy wukad for h~:L~ and I played  round wid his boys.  ~ KDadAIY moved ci~oaer to town and opened up a  . blacksmith shop on Broad Str~~et at what was called Wood s  corner den. I holped him in~ de shop and went to school some. ?olks had to wuk so hard to ~1ake enough ~ to keep alive dat dey  d~idn ~t git to go to sohool m~toh. Athena was a heap difrunt den to what it iS now; it wa~ mostly woods, and de roads was  a~vtul. Dere warn t no paved~streeta, no street-lights, and no ~troetcars den. I  members 4em tust street lights. Lawsy,  t Mie sy, folks was sho proud o~ dem lights and   when dey got dem 8. 144 </p>
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9. 145 little streetcars what wa~ pulied~ by little mule$, Athena folka felt lak dey 1ived~ in a real city. Dey bad a big old town hail whar dey had all sorts of showa and big  taininents.    Times has changed, folks has changed, and nothin  ain t lak it used to be. When I was little it warn~t no sight a t all to see traders wid big droves of hogs, horses, cows, sheep, and goats, bringin   ein to town to sell or trade for somepin dey needed. Daddy said dat dunn  slavery time dey drove slaves  long de road. de same way and sold  em jus  lak dey sold deir cattle.   wit was mostly woods and tieNs  round here when :i opened dis little shop  bout 40 years ago. Johnson s store las sot up whar de Carithor s Wagon Yard used to be, and soon paved streets was laid, and den thun    stations   other stores, and de lak   sprung up in a hurry   long here   Soon dere   t be no need of a blacksmith shop here, but I wants to stay on at wuk: in my shop jus  as long as I kin, here in dis world of trouble whar I has had good t imes and hard t imea   lak de others. No other place wouldn t seem right.    Me and my wife   runned away and go t married widout   no big weddin   and atter us has done wuked together dese long years, us hopes to go to de heavenly home tolether. Our oldest gal is all us has left of our five chuIwi; she lives off somewhar in Washington, and. us don t never ksar from her no more. Us still has de boy us  dopted long years ago; hua and his wife lives wid us and dey keeps us from bein  too lonesome. </p>
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  I has made a good livin  right here in dis old shop, wuked hard, and saved my money, and now us is got a right nice little home out on Reese Street. De Good Lord has been wid us in all our troubles as well as in our good times, and I knows He is gwine to stay wid us de rest of de time and den He will take us home to Glory.    I se mighty glad you hunted me up, tor I  members damn old days, playin  wid your Daddy, down on de Pittner place. Atter us had. all moved to Athens, he was still my friend. Come back to see me again, and just trust in de Good Lord; He will take keer of you.    As the visitor went down the street Bill s  quavering voice was heard again. i~e was singin  ~rd I $e Comin  Home. 10. 1~4G </p>
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 : ~ I 4 ~1/2~/37 story ofelavery by ex-slave . 1. 148  :~ims1iue Keard. . M.B.Ross Ex Slave   Emrnaline Keerd. is a small   dark brown skinned. woman who appears to be about 67 bOEt 1~ probably older. Her mith Seems to be active, however   as she resp onds qu.iok~Ly to qaes tione and. expre sses herself  ~ intelligently.   Henry Coanty   n ear MeDonough, Ga.   is Einmal ~ bi rthp lace. Jadging from her earliest childhood memories and whatahe learned. from her rnot}aer, her birth m~ist have oocuzred. four or five years before freedom. Her parents, Lewis axe. Caroline Harper had. eleven ehild.ren, of whom she was the second youngest.   Mr. Roger and Mrs. Franoe~ Harper were the o~ers of tk~  Heard. family. The larg~~p~~tation was located. near keDonough, boHering the MeDonough highway. The Harper home   a large 2-story frame dwelling, faced the highway. The family consisted. of twin boys and two girls   in add.i ti on to the father an d. mot~ r . They als o owned. a large nwnber of slaves   who oc oupi ed. two rows of cabins, built close together, at some distance behind. the 0big hou~se.~   In those days before the War, slaves were moved. frou~ place  to place and~ from State to State in d.roves, known as  speculators  &amp;ro yes     and sold. at public auction   Emu~line Heard.  s father was born in Virginia, but was brought to Georgia and. sold. to the Rarpers a~ a plow boy, at the age of eleven.   The slave s cabins were constructed. of rough hewn logs, with the cracksd.aubed with mud. and, as F.mmalinereealled. it, were very warm; warmer, in fact, than many of their houses are today. The  furniture consisted of a  corded.  bed, wood.en tables and benches.  Thj~  corded.  bed. waa constructed. by running rope or cord. from tk~ head. to the foot &amp;~Id then from ai 1e to side. A WOOdSfl peg was </p>
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 jor~-1/25/37 Story o~ slavery by ex-slave . 2. 149     driven into the holes to hold. the ocrd in place. Pegs were a hou.sehold. necessity and, had to be oared for just as a key la tod~ay. Most homes also included a q~ai1t slab, a $Ort ot table a~ed~ to place q~iii1ts oil, as a necessary part of the f rnlture. ~   Ei~ery w oman hal a certain amou~nt of weaving and. spinning to do at home after coming in froa the fields. Eanaline says her mother had to card bats at night so that the two older sis  ters could begin spinning the next morning. A loom was almost as large as a small kitchen an~1 was operated. by hands and. feet. Unti I midnight   the spinning wb~eels f3~ aid be hea~ humming in tk~ slave cabins. At the hour of twelve, however, a bell was rung, whic*i was the signal for the slaves to cease their spik-. ning and go to bed.. ~   . Dye for coloring the cloth was provided by collecting sweet gum,dogwood~ bark, and red. clay. Mixing these together produ.oed different colors of dye. Sweet gwn and clay prodOEced a purple; dogwood, a blae.   Two dresses a year were allowed the women, while two cotton shii ts and. two pair of cotton pants were given the ian. Everyone received one pair of shoes. Emmaline s father was a shoemaker by trade and made shoes for both slaves and the B~rper family. The slaves shoes were called  Tnigge~ shoes,~ and made from rough horse and ~iile hide. The white folks  shoes were ina3~e from soft calf leather. Mr. Harper had a tanning vat on his plantation especially for the purpose of tanning bides for their shoes. Einmaline said these tanning vats reminded her of bapt i smal ho les .   The wa ter was very deep   a nd once her si ster almost drowned in one. Barks of variou~e kinds were placed in </p>
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j cr 1/2 / 37 Story of slavery by an ex-slave 3. the water In ~ these vats to pro uoe an acid. whioh would. remote the baIi~ from the hides. Layers of goat, oalf, and. horse hides were placed in the vats and,a ter a certain length of tin~ l s  moved and. dried.   Meals on week days consisted prinoipally of syrap and bread and they were glad, Eminaline stated, to see Saturday come,  beoa~ise they knew they would have bis~iit made frozn ~seoonds on  Sunday. Butter seems to have been a delicaoy btit little known. TYThe only butter I remember eatixg before we were freed, ~ Ernnia  line declared,  was that which my little mistress Fannie woild slip to me.  This led her mother to say, ~ Iiss Fanni  is a  crazy abou.t  Ein  I am going to give  Em  to her for a oook.~   Besides working as a plow hand, Enaaline s mother assisted Au.nt Celia Travis in preparing the n~als Lor the Earper family. Four or five pots7~o%~taining a different kind, of food hang over the fire along the long fireplace. Just before dinner, the mis tress would come in to inspect the cooking. If the food in any of the pots was not cooked to her satisfaction, she woald someti~s lose her temper, remove her slipper and strike the cook.   Slaves on the Harper pi ~tt ation aro~ e when the horn. waa souz4ed at fotir o clock and hurried to the fields, although tksy woiild sometimes have to wait for daylight to dawn to see how to work. The overseer rode  over the plantation watching the slaves at wo~ k and keeping account of the amount at w  k perfornsd. by each . Any who fai led to complete the ii  quota at the close of t~ day were panished.   On the Harper #l~itation, a brash arbor was used for ths </p>
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jor- l/25/ 37     slave s church. The trees and. underbrush were olesred. away to provid.e a suffiol eut space to accommodate the slaves and. the trees evened off at a good height and. the brush and. limbs piled on top to form a root. In rainy weather, o~ coarse, ohu.roh services could. not be held.. Sometimes the slaves would. slip behind. the trees besid.e the white folks  church arid. listen to the singing and preaching. They would. then go back to their brush arbor church and preach the same gospel and sing the same $ongs they had. heard. in the white people s church.   Frolics were often given on the E~rper plantation. They u~aally consisted of dancing and. banjo playing. Slaves f rOEn other plantations sometiRes attenled., but it was neoessaiy to secure a pass from their7~~t~atress in ord r to do so. A prize was given to the person who could  buck hence  the stead.jest with a tumbler of water balanced. on the bead.. A cake or a cjailt wag often given a~ the prize.   A marriage ceremony was performed. after both o~ers had gi yen t he ix  C Ofl se ut   when bride and gro om dt d not bel on g to the same master. Often neither owner would. sell t~ir slave to the other, in which case it was necessary for the husband to be given a p188 in order to visit his wife.   Slaves were given treatment by the doctor when bhey became ill, but if the doctor stated that Uae slave was well e  nou~h to work, they had to go to the fields. Sick babies vere left at home while the parents were at w  k in the field. b matter what Stekness the child. suffered., castor oil was the only remedy ever given.  Slaves who chanced to be visiting away fron his pl~ 4. 131 .. Story of slavery by an ex-slave </p>
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Story of slaverybyan ex-~ iave   ~  . ~ 1~3~    tation WI thou~t a psas :trom bis owner woa1~. be severely handled If eatight by the Ku. flux Klan or  patterroflsra0 as they were more commonly called.. Pear of the ~tpatterrollerst~.waa invc~ed. to frighten ohild.t en into good behavioar.   .L few Civil War incidents impre8aed. themselvea upon Einzna~lIhe s memory althou~Ji akte wa~ a very young ohild. at ths time. One day, 8he reoalls, as she and. her little mistress Fannie sat on the front fence faolng the Iiigbxay they ssw s cloud of dust in the &amp;tstanoe down the highway and. soon a troop of soldiers in blue and. silver unifonus marohed by. The ehiidren, frightened by the sight o~ theSe strange soldiers, ran to the hotise to tell the mistress. Mrs. Harper instructed. S.maline s mother to run to the smokehouse, look the door and bring 1r the key. In a few minutes the soldiers tramped into the kitChen and. ate all of the rood they could find. When th~found tba sinokeho~ise ~ loc~they demanded the key fr om Mrs   flar, an .1 when she refused proceeded to break down t~ door and. appropristed all the meat they oould conveniently carry. They also robbsd. the cellar cf its store of ~elliea. ami preserves, hitChed the buggy mars to the wagon~and drove off with the beat of the males tied~ behind, as Mx s. Harper ai~i the faaily looked. on in tsars.   When the Harpers learned that the slaves were free, they offered ~maline s father and mother a house, male, hog, a~ eow If they would remain on their plantetion, but they thought they might fare better elsewhere ax~ hired out to a plantation einer In an adjoining eounty.   ~A few y~rs later, when she besame old enough ~ to obtain jor-1/25/ 37 </p>
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j jcr-1/26/37 Story of slavery by an ex-slave . ~ 6. ~    on k~sr own aeoou.nt, she oai~ to Atlanta where she haa live3.  yep since. She is now being oared. for by a grsnd-daugtiter and. a son. She is an ardent admirsp of President franklin D. Ro aev,lt and. declared. 811e wo~i1d like to vote for him a hundred. tiiaea. </p>
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Whitley, 100167 ~ ~ ~ s~ ~ 154   2-4-3?  !~RT~ ~ ~ .~PaE;e 1 Part #11   .     ~  Rosa      . Mie. 1~nMe1ine Hsard, who zesidse at 239 Cain 8t.   N. E. has proved to be a regu1ax~ etorehouse tor conj~tre and ghost storiss. Not only this but she ii a firm believer in the ~a a~tice oD conjure, To back up her belief in eanjur.   is her appearance   8h. le a dark browned skinned woman ot medium height and always wsars a dirty towel on her hsad. Th.  towel which was at one ti~ whitegives her the weird look of an old time fortune teller. Tuesday December 8, 1936 a visit was made to her hc~ne and the following information was secured.    ~iere wz onat a house in MeDonough aM it wuz owned by t~ ~niths that wuz slave o~nsre way back yonder. Now thi s I s th. trufe   cause lt wuz told ter me by old ~cle 3~os ~rner ~d h. ~apirenss it. Nobody could live in this how Idcn t care how thsy tried. Dey say this house iuz heated and any body that tried to stay there vuz pulled out of bed by a bent. Well sir they offered the houe. end $1000.00 to any one who could et~ there over night. Uncle The sed he decided to try it so sho nuifhe got ready one night and went ter this house to stay. After while says he scinething cerne in the roan end started over ter the bed; but for. it got there he sod   What in the name of the Lord you wont with n. It sod  follow me there is a pot of gold buried n.ar the chimney; go find it and you want be worried  with me no more. Der nect morning Uncle 30e ~nt. out then end b.gin tsr dig and sho miff he found the gold; and sides that he got ths houas. Dis here is the trufe Und. ~oes  house is right there in MoDonough now and any body round there will tell you the se thing cause he w~i~ well known. Uncle ~roe is dead now.  ~   Anudder story that happened during slavsry tine end wuz told ter me by father ivuz thi s :  Lts master had a old man on his plantation naned </p>
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 Sec.  ~ . :p~~ 155 Whitl.y, . ~ Ross 2 4 37   :Tlm on. Well :riason  s wife wuz sick end had been fer nearly a year. Ons  day there she wanted sane peas~b1ack eyea peas; but old men Harper didn t have none on his p1antatto~n so Zrimson planned ter steal off that Mght and go ter old ~rae ~niels fam, ~ich ~z 4 ailes frc~ Mocre Harpers Th~, and ateal  a few peas fer his wife. Weil between injd njght and day he got  ~ a sack and started off down the road. Long after while a owl started hootin who o o o are ~ e e e, who are e~e~s  end it sounded jest lak s~ one saying~who ars you . ~imson got scared pufled off his cap and r~ all the way to old man Daniels farm. As he run he wnz saying  Sir dis is me. Old ~Timson  over and over again. Now when he got near the tarni old Daniel heard him and got up in the loft ter watch him. Pinally old 3~imacn got dar and started creeping up in the latt. When he got up there chile Mirs. Daniel grabbed his ihip and almost beat ~riiason ter death .  This here story happedned in Mississippi years ago but der ~o1ks  that tell it ter me sad it wuz the trute.  There wuz a w~an that ~iz sick, her name  miz Mary ~onea, Well she lingered and lingered till she finally died. In them days folks all around would o~ ter tbe aettin up of saiie.  body wu~z dead. They dcne sent sane men otter the casket suce they had ter go 30 miles they ~iz a good while getting back so the folks.s decided tsr sing. After while they heated the ~n corns ~ip cn the porch er s~ebody got up ter let lu in. Chile jest as they opened the door that  c~an set straight up on that bed, and a&amp;sk another runnin and gittin out of that house you never heard; but aune folks realized she wuzn t dead so they got the cas  ket out der way so ~hs wouldn t see it cause they wuz fraid she would pass out. sho nuff; just the s~e they ~uz fraid of her too. The men went off and care bakc pith pistole guns, Itteks and every thing and when this  ia.n saw ~ ahe sod. d  t run I sent bother you~ but child they l.ft there in a </p>
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 . Sec. 156 iNhltley, ~ l age 3.  Per~~ II 2.4-3?   . Roes   bi g hurry too. Weil thi s here Mary~ went to her sister  s house and knocked on the door and said  Let me in this ie Mary I w~nt to talk to you ~td te . . you where I ve been. The 3isters  husband opened the door end let her in. ml s    mn told   em that God had brought her to and that she had been In a trance with the Lord. After that everyone wuz always afraid of that   mn and they wouldn t even sit next  ter her In church. They say she is still living. ~.   Tiil s happened right yonder in MoDonough years ego. A gal went to a party with her sweet   art and her ma told her not ter go wU she went on  any how In a b~ggj. When they got tel! th railroad crossing a train hit the buggy, and killed the gal; but the boy didn t get hurted at all. Well while they wtiz Eittin up With this dead gal, the boy c~es long there in his bu~~ with anudder gal in the bug~ ; and. do you know that horse stopped right in front  uv that house end wouldn t bulge one inch. No matt r how hard  he whipped that horse it would nt move instid he rered and kicked and jumped about and a .mo~t turned the bu~ over. The gal. in the buggy fainted. Finally a old slavery time man cc~ne along and told em to git a quart of whiskey and pour it around the bug~ and the hent would go away so they did that and the spirit let  em pass. I~ a han t laked whiskey in they 11f e~  time aii  you pour it round when theys at they will go away. .s4o ~~es~  The following are true conjure sontessupposedly witnessed by ?  Mi s. Hears.   There wuz a Rev. t~nnie that lived bslow the Federal Prison now he wuz the preacher of the hard shell baptist church in this c ~munity; This man stayed sick about a year end kept gittin different doctors end none  uv them did him any good well his wife kept on at him till he deeidsd ter go ter see Dr. Geech. . His c iplaint wuz that h. felt s ,athing run up his legs ter hie thighs. Old Dr. Goech told him that he had snalcea in his body </p>
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 Seo. i  ?  Whitley, Page 4. Part II  2.-4 3? Ross   and they wuz put there by the lady he had been going WI d. Di . Geech gL ye him sane medicine ter take and told him that on the 7th day from then that  oma~n would cane and take the medicine off the shelf and throw it away. Course Rev. Deimis ~Udxt t believe a thing he sed so silo nuff she come jest lak Dr. Geech sed and took the medicine away. Dr. Guch told him that he would die when the snakes got up in his arIa. But it he would do  .ak he told him he would get airight. Dis  cinan had put this stuff in acme whiskey and he drunk it SO the snakes breed in his body. After he quit taking the medi cine he got bad off end had ter stay in the bed ; sho nuff the morning he di ed. You could see the sneke in his ai~, the print uv I t wuz these.  ~Vhen he died the snake stretched out in his arm and died too.   I got a son named ~Tack Heard, well scinebody fixed him. I wuz in  Chicago when that happened and my daughter kept writing ter me ter c~e haas cause ~J ack wuz acting f unny and she thought maybe he wuz losing his mind. They vraz living in Th iasville then end every day he would go ait round the store and laugh and talk but jest as soon as night would oaae and he v~uld eat his supper them fits would cane on him. He would scjuea . jest lak a pig and he would get down on hi s knee s and bark j e at lak a dog. Well I cane hcxne and went ter see a old conjure doctors. He says ter ~ that boy is hurt and when you go haue you look in the corner of the mattress end you will find it. Sho nuiT I went hane and looked in the corner uv the mattress and there the package . It wuz a mixture of hair hi s hair and blue stone wrapped up in red flannel with new needles running ai . through lt. When  i: went back he s aye ter me    ~runaline have you got 8 dimes no I sod but I got a dollar. Well get that dollar chan ed inter 10 dimes and take 8  uv em end give  em ter. me. Then he took Tack in a roan took off his clothes and started ter rubbing him down with medicine all the seme time, he wuz z </p>
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  Sec.  . Page 5. Pert II Wbit.ley,  Rose 2-4-37   saying a ceremony over him, then he took them 8 dimes put t~ j~j a bag ~ad tied them around ~Tacks chest s ie wh re so that they would hang over hie heart. Now wear them always says he ter sack. 3~ack wore them dimes a long time but he tinally drunk   em up. Any way that doctor cured him   cause he sho woulda died.   The followln  is a few facts, as related by Mrs. Heard, concerning an old conj ure doctor known as Mut Derkas.   I, Aunt Daricas lived in MeDonough, Georgia until a few years ago. She died when she wuz 128 years old; but chile lemme tellyyou that   ian knowed jest what ter do fer you. She wuz blind but she could go ter the woods and pick out any kind of root or herb she wanted. She a).ways sed the Lord told her what roots to get and always fore sun up you would see her in the woods with a short handled pick. She sed she had ter pick  em fore sun up, I d~ t know why. It you w iz sick ai . you had ter do wuz go to see Aunt Derkas and tell her. She had a well end after listening to your ccanplaint she would go out there and draw a bucket of water and set it on the floor and then she would wave her hand over it and say sanething. She called this healing the water. After this she would give you a drink of water as she handed it ber you she would say, now drink   t eke thi s end drink. Honey I had some UT that water myself and believe me it goes all over you and kekes you feel so good. Old Aunt Darkas would give you a supply of water and t .11 you ter cane back fer more when that wu.z gone. Old Aunt L~rkas sed the Lord gave her power and vi si on and she used ter fast fer a week at a time   When she die d there wuz a piece in the paper  bout her.    This here is sho the tru.te and it you don t go out ter Southview C~netary and see Sid Heard my oldest son he been out there over 20 years as sexton and book keeper. Yessir he tole it ter me end I believe it. This happen long ago 10 or 15 years. There wuz a couple that lived in Macon   </p>
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 . 8.q.~  ~Vh1t1ey,  . Paie 6. 159  2.4-37 .  Ro s    but their hans wuz In Atlenta end they had a lot out ter 8outh View. W .l they had a young baby that tuck elok end died 80 they had the babies funeral there in Macon then they put the coffin in the box placed the lable on thi box then brought it ter Atlanta. Polkees are always buried so that t hey head faces the east. They say When judge~ent day c~e and Gabriel blow  that tr~4pet every body will rise up facing the east. Well aa I wu~ eaying  they ccme here Bid Keard met  m out yonder and Instructed hie men fer ar~ rangements ter the ~ave and everything. A few woeks later the   ~nan called Sid Heard up long distance. She eald Mr. Heard  Teanam h. said  I call you ter tell you me and my husband can t rest atlall  Why h. asked,  ~zsaiis because we can hear our baby crying every night and lt I s worrying ue ter death our neighbors next door aaye our baby must be buried wrong. Sid Heard aed  Well I buried the baby according ter the way you got the box labled.  I  ia not blaming you 3fr. Heard but if I pay you will you t eke ~ baby up? Sed she 1 Yes Main I W  .1 1f you won t  ne to jest let me know the ~ day you will be here and I  lj have everything ready . Alright    aed she.  Well sad 815 Beard the dey she wuz ter oc~e she wuz sick and instead sent a carload of her ftlends. The men got busy end started digging till they got tsr the box, when they took it up aho nuff after they opened it they found the baby bad been burled wrong the head was facing the west instead of the east. They ~tx~ turned the box around and covered it up. The folks then went on back ter Macon. A week later the  man oiled up again. Mr. Heard ehe says  Yes aaein  Baya he. Well I haven t heard ~ baby cry at all In the past wek I wuzn t there but I know the exact date you took my baby up, cause I neyr heard it cry no more . </p>
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Page 3.. 1G5~    EX~SLAVE MILDRED BEARD.      The following interviews were obtained from ~ 11dred Heard, a young ~ woman who has 1ive~ in the country ~nost of her life end might easily, be de  scribed as a child of nature. iUthough a full grown woman and t1~e mother o ~ two children she seems much older than her years, this is true ~L believe be  cause she has always lived among much older people. She is fairly intelligent and expresses her thoughts c1earl~, and without hesitation. Quite a few of the stories related here were h&amp;nded down to her fran the older residents of the settlement. These stories ar~ related in her own words.   Animal Behavior   Cows  I hav.-~ always lived around animals and used to spend whole clays in the woods; but first I want to tell you about a story con  cerning t~ows; and this is the truie too. Every New Years night when the whistles begin to blow, ~ C~TS get down on their knees lift up their front legs and make 3. mumb1in~ noise. This is true cause one night I made it my business to be arourt~ some cows when the whistles begin to blow and sho nuff they got down on their hind legs and started making thet noise. I w~s so frald I ran all the way home.   I also remember we had a co~ that would eat clothes. My grwadniother took: in a lot of washings and one day after she had hung out Mrs. Rlchardson c clothes she (the cow) ate up most all of the clothes. Grandma whioped her and ha~ to pay the white lady for the clothes but that cow kept on eating clothes. ;t la~y told us to sprinkle red peDper on the clothes and that would break her up. Sho nuff we did it and she kicked her heels over her head; but we never had any more trouble with that cow.   Maybe, you don t know it but cows are funny about the wat~ r they drink especially cows raised at a dairy. If water is placed In a tub for a cow and you stick your band in the water they will not drink it. I have done it and </p>
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Page 2. JI;U I know it to be true. The cow don t have to see you but the scent from your hand Is in the water .  Birds   If a bird 1e~ves her nest en~ flies away and you take her eggs out of the nest and put them back the bird ~an tell it the minute she returns to her nest; and si e v111 not have the nest on the ~gs again. I tried this once to see if it was true. I moved th~ eggs from ~ bir~s~ne3t and placed them back and then I hie behind. a tree to watch she nuff the birc3 carne back to her nest she looked ~~it the nest and the eggs a long tirae and flew a;v&amp;y. Every day I vioula w~tcb; but she never returned to that nest.    Once *~i little red bird ~ot burt an~ I flaught it and nursed it back to he~ith ~.nd this bird began to act just like a pet. Jhen I saw the bird was well 9nouc h to ie~ire I tied a r~e string arouiid it s le~ so that I would know it if I sL~ it again. ~Lfter that for three years my little bird used to fly back and sit on the steps until I would feed him an~ then he would fly ~wa,r, My bird cuine back until it w~c cau~ht by a cat. I uas so sorry when my bird ~~ed I cried and buried it in the back y~r~.      I Lave v;aiked through the woods an~ almost stepped cri c~ifferent kinds of snakes. I wouldn t be afrai%~ cause I would know that unless the 3nake is in a ~juirl, thut is, in a pose to bite you, he wouldn t bite you. If you smell a  ~7~ter mellon scent in the ;;ood~  you know right th ~n that a rlack snake is around. If the scent i~ like ~ honey suckle a highland mocc&amp;si~ is arouiii Eornewher~. ~ r~ttlesn~ike sniell~ like a b11l~ goat. 2a;vays remember a snake can t bite until it gets ~o~ed neit~~r ~an a snake bIte you in the water. ~3omesnakes lay e~s and h~it~h tleir young. ~ mother snake al~Ja~ prOtect3 her baby snakes by s~mllowing t ~ori if ~an~er cora~s around.  ~r~mc~ju~ told me once trat they were cleaning out h large hole for a haptiz1n~ pool; an9  &amp;IN ~ mother 3n&amp;ke swallow &amp;hout ten baby snakec. ~fter they k1llec~ the mother snake they pul1e~ out the 10 babies. </p>
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Page 3. IGA;/ FOWLS    ~e had a rofrter that was raised fr~ ~ bic~.d1e and for 5 years this rooster practically lived in the house and would not sleep any place but on the foot cl  the bed.   Chickens get used to certain people feeding them and you can t get them lased to others)tbat is, it was true concerning my cousin. Ha had a lot of chickens anc~. he used to feed them every day. Liy cousin took sick and died and after that his chicken3 would not eat anything given them by any one else. One by one the chi ekens di e cl. My Au.nt sal d hi s spin t came back for the chickens .  Bees.    This is a true story concerning bees that belonged to my aunt C&amp;roline Hooper. Aunt Caroline died end left 10 hives of bees. We noticed they kept going away and would not return. One ~ay a lady named Mrs. Jordan asked it anyone ha~ to1~ the bees that Caroline was dead. ; and we told her no,  Well  she said go out to the hive and say to the bees Caroline is dead and that they will have a ne;~ owner. LIy uncle told the bees that they belonged to hini now that Caroline was dead. After that none others left the hive.    Lulldred Heard continued giving short facts concerning different animals.  If you run a rabbit out of his bed ~nd shoot at him I don t care if you rtrn him five or more miles he will come right back to the same place  Buzzards are born as white &amp;~ snow but. turn darker as they grow older. ~other fact concerrdng buzzards is that they ~:ill eat any. carcass except that of a iriad  ~og, he will walk around the body of a dead mad dog and their fly away,~    ~. I remember once we h&amp;d a cat that ras the pet of every one in our house so when ~be gave birth to kittens she went in the cbifforobe and when we let her out we didn t know she ha~ left kittens in there. Naturally they diec~ and we buried them in the back yard. Everyday this mother cat would go to their :rave an ~ whine, finally she left hone.  </p>
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Page 4.    The following stories relate to  ~ rtbniarks    ~  previously mentioned 1~.ffldred Heard has two smell daughters an3 the story of birt1~.niarks begins with her own experience concerning them,  My oldest Chile Tina j s rna.rkec~ by crying. I don  t care how ~uch you whip or beg her to stop crying she will not stop until she gets ready. ~uring the time I wa$ pregnant my emit died and I went to the funeral ~nd before I knew it I found myself crying an ~ unable to stop.   My younge st child Georgi a I s marked by a monkey. Thi s mark i s the resuit of a visit to 3rants Park thiring the time I was pregnant. ~s I stood with the white baby I was nursing at the time a monkey fell and when he got up he started scratching hic back. It all looked so funny I begen to laugh. ~~7hen cfloria was born her bead resembled a monkeys in shape and on the lower p&amp;rt of her back she had red marks an  was very hairy. I was afraid she would never change but as she grew older the marks and the hair disappeared.   note I glanced ~it the child and it is q~uite true that the shape of her head slightly r~sernbles that of a monkey.??   Th~ next stories were related by ~rs. Hear . Mildred s grandmother.  I know a T.lhite  aman that lives in Thoniasville now that marked her child b:r a horse. This  ~an got tickled at a horse with his tongue hanging out. ~.Then her baby was born he had feet and hands jest lak a horse and she nebber would let any one see this child s feet.   ~ ~nother oman, ~.lberta Turner, got seared of a turtle while Ehe wuz fishing anr5 right now her child got feet that spreads out lust like a turtles &amp;nd he w.;d~ks with his ?eet straight out that way.   \~  ;~unt Eattie Coffee who lives in Macedonia, G i.,had a baby born with 4 teeth that looked jest like pearls. The do~t.or told her that the baby would shed those teeth and if she lost  em the baby would die.  ~  11e told her to be sure and watch the baby an~ to give him the teeth </p>
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 ~2:~1131~,~ ~ ) . ~ ~ :~  :~ 901()1  7 ~ 1 70   ~ ~ - zo~ 9I fl~ ~SLLV! ~ ~     dkB ~ze appi~oaohed the little dilapidated, one-ro~n cabin on the Yackson County hilltop, the aron~ of frying bacon sn~te our nostrils.   Uncle Robert Heard weloomsd us and stopped tensIing his aah cai , peas, and fat back long enough to squint over the bp ot the  specks dat 01e MIs had. give him back in  ?O ~ then he took a longlook at the mahogany clock that had  sot on her parlor fish boa d . In spite of his ninety six years his mem.ory of the old days is still fresh a~d his body ~arprisingly active tor a person oC his age.    Course I  meinb~~s all  bout Marster an . Mistis,  he asserted~ wi~ an indignant air.  1 wuz grown an  big nuff to pick out a  on~n fer n~se r in de fust year ov de war. Dey wuz 120 niggers on de place whar I wuz borned. Hit belonged to oie Gen l Heard an  hit wuz obst to Vlashin ton.   .  My raan~ died vihen I waiii t nothin  hut a little trot about. She  w~z naine   Susan, an  my pa wuz ein  John. De Gent I went to Virginny an  bought   ein an  had   em sont home in boxes w id cracks big nuff to teed   em through. Liistis give us our fist names an  us 1~ick dey las  un.     Us didn t have no overse~  on our plantation. Gen~l He~ird allus looked arter his niggers hissse~ tu he got too old an  den his son, Mars Tom, seed arter  em. I ain t never se  d  em beat but one slave an  dat v uz caze he got rowdy drunk. Dey allus gi Pe us a note to de patty rollers (patrollers) when. us wanted togo ~    Us went to ~~ork  bout a h~1f hour by sun an  quit at dusty dark. De n~ns done fiel  wuk ~.  de wintiins mostly hepped Mistis  bout de house. Dey washed, milked, made candles, am  worked in de apiimin.  roan. Us dithi t have to buy nothin  caze dey *~z evathing us neede ~ on the plantation.     On some places de bosses kep  nigger mens at stud but Gen l Heard. an  Mars Tom didn t low nobody to live in sin on dey plantation. Us wuz all I~L </p>
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ROB~T hEARD POR~RAJB~ O~  AN EX-SIA.V~E married by a vthite preacher, just laic white fol  . Us  tended de white i~olk s church evar Sund~j an  sot in de gal ry. Dey wern t no dancin  or cyard. playin  in Gen l Heard s house. He said:  If you serve the Lord you have no tiiae to fiddle and. dance.      Old Marster wuz too old t o go to de war but Liar8 Tom wen~t an  I hyeard Miatia say he got kilt at de second Manassas. !~  Uncle Chrta went to de war wid Mars Torn an  he ooizie back wid only one arm. I-le say de blood on  ~me av dem battle fiel s corae up to de top uv his boots.    Gen l heard died vLiles de war  #iuz ragin  an  Oie Mistia come out on de potch a1l~ tolt US we v~uz all free. LiO~t all de ni~ers stayed on v;id iJistis arter de war an   ~:3rked fer fo tha. Us used her mules an  tools an  she give us rations just lak i.arster had been a dom  afore dey wuz &amp;iy war. She would UT bean powerful ~ioh ef Confederacy money hadn t uv been so ~mth1ess. She had four loads av it hailed outen de house an  dumped in a ditch.    At Ghi i$tfllUS ti.~, US ailus had a BIG frolic  ~zid uuslc an  dancin . Us danced de cotillion ~:~  beat on buckets ~id go~ds fer n~usic. LI~irster cive us a 1ittl~ toddy no~ au  ~ au  us had plenty av it at Chri~traua. De frolic allus had to bust up at ~idni~t caze liarster would git out his hor5e pistols an  start8hootin  ef it didn t. SometLies us ud. have a Sati y ofC an~ us ad all go fishin  or hav8 a frolic. Cethy pullin s wuz allas de bestes kind of fun. -~----  ~- ~     .0  ain t lak ~tO81 ob dese yere ~libber~t niggera. I don  believe in hants an  ghostes, but they s s3r~Le t~ings which I ~oea think i8j~ns of death. Ef sor~body brin~8 a axe in de house hits a aho sign. Yer better watch i~en a cow lows arter dark, or a do g barks at de moon in front av yer t   or e~ y~  sneezes vi~iiles eatin    caze hit inout ~e an dat de death angel is h~gin  roan . Ef so~:~ebody in de house dies yer better stop de tickin  uT de clock an.  kiver all de lookin .-glasaes wii white cloth or else dey s liable to be another death in de ~ ~lY. I. :r i </p>
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~. .~ ~4 ;~t4_ ~ :3;  ~ R B~ HF~ARD - P ~RAI1~ OF AN Z~-SLLV~   Yer can take dia or leave it, but whutever yer doSes, don  never tale ash es out dOOr8 art er dar k, caze 11it3~ sho t o br ing yer bad iwik. Now I done tol  yei~ all I knows so let nie finish cookin  dis yere ness o~ vittale so I kin gil; back to de cotton patch.    TIIU8 di aral s$ed   vie took our departure   gingerly p icking ow~ way do~ the rickety 2te~a. The last ;~e he~d of Uncle Robert was a snatch of negro ballad suns in a high pitched, nasal voice.       V </p>
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Wilitley, :r1,sr:::~s    ~  173  1~22~3? I ~~( ~  ~ i~ )   _*_ &amp; ~) ~         Ex-Slave Benjamine Hender$on.    .~. Mter acquaintjng M~. Benj~m1ne Henderson with the tacts of the j- ntervi ew he  Informed the writer that he would be very glad to give as irnioh  information a~ he could concerning the period of   I was only seven years  1) old when freedom was decicred, but I can rernqinber a few facts, ~&amp;i- --Be~jt~mtir~  ~ . Ei s spee eh i s well chosen end after a short talk one Is much Impressed v .th his 1rte1~ ligence c.nc~. youthful apj~earance0   r~enj~in~ Henderson was born september 8, l8~58 in ~asper County,  :ontlcello, Ga., the youngest of three chil ren. His father was i~Ir~ Sam ii3n~erEonj~a~ter and owner of the Henderson plantatio5 an~ his mother ~as  fla.~ Ilenderson, a slave  lJr. Sam henderson never married but operated hie farm with the help of his mother,Llrs. ~l11e Henderson.   The Honderson plantation conaprised 250 acres and Mr. Henderson owned only fi~re slaves to carry the ne cessary work. Besides i3enj atnin~   s i~amediate family there was one other man slave, named Aaron~ Cotton,   attle and vegetables were the chief proc~ucts of the fai~ri. The work was d1vi~ed ~aS folloWS Benjamid~ job Was to keep the yards cle&amp;n an~ bring up the calves c~~t nIght) ~ older deter and brother,,, together with ~iro~, did the field  .;orkand hts mother worked in the house as general servant.   The same routine continued from day to day each person going about hi s or her parti cul~r j ob   Plenty flour was rai sed on the plantati on and the m~ster had to buy very little.   ~ The Iiender~ on slave houses were of the one~ro~ log type~ one ~:indow and one door; each cabin was furnished with a bed, chair, and table. Lar~e f1~e~places took the ~lace of stoves for cooking. These were constructed four or five feet in width so that one or two pots or a side of meat could be </p>
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1?5   Page 3.  Whitley, Rosa. 1-~22-37  ~ ~I~_ ~ L   ~ .~ rolling while being whipped. Besidezd~sobedience~a slave was often pun~ ished because he failed to eanDlete the required cmount of work. There were certain amounts of work specified for each s1ave~ 150 raIls had to be split a day by the rail splitters; cotton pickers were supposed to pick 150 pounds of cotton a clay. Should anyone fail to complete his daily task, a sound whipping was given. 3laves were punished b~t~atter ~ollers  or the govern~  ;~) ~ ment patrol   s ietimo-:e~-- oi~o~ caught off  their plantations without a pass. Often slaves v~ cunain~ ene~igh4~ ou11r~n the  ~atter /ollers  and escapei~4 the 75 l&amp;shes which t~ were in store for them if they were caught~ Patter ~~o1lers  carried a crooked~hand.le stick wIich they would try to  asten around the siaves~ nec1~ or arn~, ~ However, the slaves soon learned that the ~atter.-roL1ers  I stick i~:ou1d slide oft their bare arms and babks, so they left their shirts if  plannin~  to make a visit without a pass. . ~ L~ ~ The second 3unday of each month ~. the slaves,~4~ religious  cervices. 3ince there were no separ~e churches provided, they were a1  lowed to use the white churches with the white minister in charge. Benj~mix~ Iienaerson rernarkec~t  It was my job to ride behind the mistress to church and while the services were going on I took care of her riding skirt and tended ths horseo   A slave desiring marriage wi th a slave on snother p1anta~on must .~ ~ ~ ~  : ~ ~ ~  get hisAster s consent after which he went to see the o b~~J e master,~ If both agreed, the marriage wau set for the following Saturday night. ~l inarri&amp;~e8 usually took place on Saturday nights. The master of the bride~ groom would then I)iCk a straw bro~rx or a pole and give two plaves the job of holding the ends of it. To be devilish they often held the stick too high and ~~ould not lower it until the racster asked them to. ~fter the bride~ groom made the jump over the stick, the knot of matrimony was considered tied. </p>
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   . Page 4. 4rm~4~1I  ~hit1ey, .  Ross. ~ 1-22 3?    without any more ceremony the bri de be came hi s legal wi fe   If it so ha~pened that the bride and ~ro~a lived on different plantations the ~o~n ; ~ou1~. be ~dven two ~ passes a ~zeek, one to visit her on ~7ednes~ay nights and another which permit/ him to remain over the weekend, from Saturday  until Monday morning. Fo11owin~ the marriage there would take Diace the    $1 ~ I ucual frolic ending up with several members drunk1~ ~ were thrown into  the seed house where they remained all ni~ht.   31av~ owrier~ guarded car. fully against illness amonp their slzrves. Home remecUes such as certain oil, turpentine, teas of all sorts ;;ere use~j~pPf these d1~ no  ood the ~5octor was called in he usually brou~t ~-    alone all varieties of medicine in his saddle ba~ sA gave what was neec1e~.  3enjamin~ Eenderson consi~ers thct people were much he~flthier in those days E:~n  di~ not need doctors often0 ~   ~e tells this story  L~y mistress had a daughter who was married and had three son3/ who were confederate soldiers. I rememLer the ~ay they rods up on their grey horses~ to take dinner an~ say ~oo~b~re to the family. ~hen they were ready to leaire their ~ran ~mother gave them an old testament an ~ told them to take it it an~ re~ it and make good soirliers of themselves. One son rep1ied~b ~ran3ma lt won t last long, ~ re going to bring ol~ Lincoln s head back and set it on the sate post for a tage~ut they didn t coins back~ all three were killed. The master of the plantation also en  listed in the ~~y; he .~ able to cane home every week or two.   ~ter the war Penjamin~ s mother married ~nd moved with her hus~ band to another farm,/ ~ she spent the rest of her life. Some famil~es~ moved to other plant~tion9 durmn~ the fir~it year after the war they were forced to work for one-~zixth of the crop raised. The next year plantation ownersy </p>
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  Page 5. ~  ~h1t1ey, Ross. 1 ~ 1-~22-37    ~L realized this amount was unfaii~  agreed to 1~t the ex-~s1aves work for one~  t1iir~ of the crops raised.    L~-~-.kspt e~ UDMI finally they bo~~ wor~J.~ on halves   Even now~ working on halve s j s common In rural vi liage z.   Benjamin~ Renderson believes he has lived long because he has lived a clean~useful life/ filled with plenty of hard work. He married at the a~e o ~ 28 years and was the father of five chilth en, none of whom ~re living.   Eis physical condition prevent~ hIm from working at present, but he has not given up/ hope that he will soon be able to take care of him~   self ag~in. </p>
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Written By:      ~dited By: Mrs.  ~3adie B.  iornsby Athens -    i~rs. ~arafl li. nail Athens -  and. Joan N. Booth Dl strict ~ujervisor ~ edera1 Evriters  Project i~esidencies   oc 7 Augusta, Georgia September 2~, 1938. I 00216            P1 iNT~rION -~~--~ LLi~V~1D BY ~N ~X-3LAV~ 178 </p>
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J~1F~sqN FR~N1UJIN IJ1~NRY ~ ~~-i3 1jv~ ~: Age 78 Athens, G~eorg1a    The widespread branches of a white mulberry tree formed a canopy for:. the entire yard. berore Jetfer  son Henry s gray-painted cottage. Luxuriant hydra.ngeas In wooden tubs, August lilies in other containers on the old-tashioned. flower steps, and a carefully pruned privet hedge gave the place an air ol distinction in this shabby neighborhood, and it was not surprising to learn tuat a preacher, a man highly respected by his race, lived there.   A~ rap on the door brought quick response from a rumbling bass voice Inside the house.  George, is you here already?  In an3ther moment a short, stocky Negro man appeared in the doorway, a collar clutched in one hand, and a slightly embarrassed look on nis  ace~  Good mornin ,  he said.  Yes,mam, tuis is Jetr Henry. I thougnt you was George done come to take me to Atlanta. One of my good church members is to be buried thar today, and I se got to preside over the funeral. I can talk to you a few minutes if you ain t got ~too much to ax me about.    Though Jeff used some dialect, it was not  so noticeaole as in the speech of most soutxiern Negroes. A scant fringe ot  kinky cray hair framed nis almost 179 </p>
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 -2- 180        bald head, and he was dressed in his &amp;mday best clothes; a gray suit, white shirt, and black shoes, worn but carefully polished.    This old Negro has been here many a dTt he began.  1  members when all thIs side of town was in farms an~ woods with just a rew houses scattered about.  Just then ~eorge drove up and Jeff suggested that tue interview be postponed.   At the appointed hour Jeff was waiting to resume fis narrative.  I sho is done oeen wukin  this old brain or mine to cring back them old times  fore freedom come,  he announced.  Anyhow, I was born in Paulding County.  3am and Phyllis H.enry was my pa and ma, and they was ~ield hands. 1~e and James, William, John, Mittie, and :~~ary was all tne chiliun they had. Us just played t round the yard mostly,   cause thar warn  t none of us 3i~ enough to do no field wuk wuth talkin   bout  fore t~ie end of~ the war.    Slave quarters was off from the bi~ house a piece, and they was built in rows lak streets. Most of the lo~ cabins had one room; some had two, but all of theiri had. plain old stack chimblies mache of sticks and red naid. Our beds was just home made makeshifts, but  s didn t ~now no diffunce  cause us never had seed no </p>
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.-3.. 181 better ones. They sawed pine posts trie ri.~at hei~ht ana bored noies throu~ n tnem and throu~ii the slabs they hact cut tor the raum s, or side pieces. -Qhey jined. the oe~ together W~t~i cords that they wove back and iortn and twisted ti~iit wita a stout stick. Them cords served two purposes; they he1~ tne bed together and was our springs too, but iI~ us warntt mighty keerful to keep  em twisted tight our be s would rail down. Lak them old beds, the mattresses us had them days warn t much compared with what we sleeps on now. Them ticks was made oi coarse iionie wove cloth, called  osnaburg,t and they was iilled with straw. Myl  Iow that straw did s ~ueak and cry out when us moved, but the Blessed Lord changed all. tnat when he gave us lree~om and let schools oe sot up ior us. With freedom i ~egroes soon got more icn3wled~ or how a home ou~iit to be.    ~r~ndma Ca line is the onhiest one ci my ~x andparents I can  memoer. Jhen she ~ot too old. ror ileld wuk, they tuk and usei ner as a cook u~ at tue bi~ nouse, ana suie cwne the weavin    ~pirlriin    ~nd miJ~r:ii:  too, and Kept a eye on the slave ciililun whilst tue ma~:::ies wets O~I~ In Drue Lield.    i~o, maa, slaves w~rn t paict no ~oney inem  dayS, ~ifl~t it s iui~nty l1~tie l se ~ot nolt o~ since. </p>
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Anyho~ I warn t big enough then to do no wuk, even ii: toiks had been payin  wages to slaves. The most I ever done  fore the war ended was to fetch water to the kitchen and pick up chips to kindle up the i ire when it got low. Matches was so scarce then that Lires warntt  lowed to go slap out, but they did burn mighty low sometimes in summer and us had to use rat 1i~htwood splinters to git  em started up again.    TJs et home produce them days. Folks didn t know nothin   bout livin  out oi~ cans and paper sacks lak they does now. Thar was allus plenty o~ hog meat, syrup, milk and butter, cornbread, and sometimes us chillun ~ot a biscuit. Thai was one bi~ old garden on the place that had evvything in the way o1 vegetables growin  in it, besides the patches et  beans, peas,  taters, and the lak that was scattered  round in the fields. The orchards was i~Ull o1~ good fruit sich as apples, peaches, pears, and plums, and don t forgit them olackberries, currants, and figs what growed  round the aid~e o1~ the back yard, in ience corners, and o1~f places. Sho, us haa  possums, plenty of  em,  cause they let Us use the doss to trail  em aown with.  Possums was biled  tu they was tender, then baked with sweet ttaters, anc. thar ain t no better way been Lound to fix  em to -4- 182 </p>
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183 -.5 this good aay, not even II they s barbecued. ~ho, sho, us had rabbits and squirrels by the wholesale, and fish too if us tuk time to do our fishin  at ni~ht. fhey never did lak to see slaves s~ttin   round lishin  in the daytime.    All the cookin  was done in a lo~ cabin what sot a good little piece behind tne big house. The big Did ~ireplace in that icitcuen held a four foot log, and when you was iittle you could set on one end of that log wallst it was a-~burnin  on t oti~er. They bile . in pots .nan~in  irom hooks on a iron oar tnat went all the way  cross tile lireplace, and the bakin  was done in skillets ~nd ovens, but sometimes bread was wropt up in cab a~e or collard leaves and baked in hot ashes; that was ashcake. Thick iron lids 1 itte~ tight on them oh ~Idllets, ana most of  ein haa three legs so not coals coulo. oe raked under tern The ovens sot on trivets over the coals.   ntOur clothes warn t not.ain  to ~ about.  In surna~r boys wore just one piece and that iOOk~d lak a 1on.~ ni~xitsnirt. ~~ inter cl3tiies was ~je~n pants and horr1es:~)LLr1 siiLrts; they was warm but n~t too warm. J1har warn t no siori tti1n~s as ~3unday clotLIes in them days, and   nev3r had a pair ol s~oes on my loots in slavery </p>
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~.6.. 18:1 time,  cause I warn ~ b1~ enough to wuk. Grown Negroes wore shoes in winter but they never had none in summer.    Marse Robert Trammell and his wire, Miss Martha, was our marster and. mistess. Miss Ada, Ivass &amp;ama, and i~iiss M~ry  Liza was the young misses, and the young marsters was named George Washin ton and William Daniel. Marse Robert and his taxably lived in a log and plank house with a rock ohimbly. He was buildin  a fine rock house when the war came on, but he never got it finished.    Robert Scott, one of the s1i~es,was made foreman atter Marse Robert turned oft his overseer. Gilbert was the carriage driver and  sides drivin  the tambly  round, ne tuk iviarse Robert s ma, Miss Betsey, to her church at Powder Jprings. Miss Betsey was a Hardshefl Baptist, and Marse Robert and his wife wouldn t go to church with her.    That old plantation was a large place all ri~ht enou&amp;h; I  spects thar was  bout four or Live hunderd acres in it. Marse Robert warn t no bi~ slave holder and he did  t have so awful many slaves . His foreman had  em out in the fields by daylight and wukeu  era  tu dark. The women had a certain stint of thread to spin ~nd cloth to weave  fore they could go to bed at night. The menfoiks had to shuck corn, mend norse collars, make baskets, and all sich jobs as that </p>
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at ni~tit, and they had to hoip the women with the washin? sometimes. Most o1 that kind or thin~ was done on days when tue weather was too hot tor  em to work in the I~ie1ds.    Marse Robert done his own whippin  oi  his slaves and, let nie tell you, they didn t have to do much lor hulTi to wnip  em; he whipped  em ror most anything. They was tied, hand and toots, to a certain tree, and he beat  ein with a heavy leather strop. I se ssed him wnhlJ  em neaps o~ times, and it was  most allus in the mornin s  lore they went to wuk. Thar warn t no jail~ house nigh whar us lived and Marse Robert never had no place to lack slaves up when they got too bad, so he just beat the meanness out ot  em. Thar was one slave he never tetolied; that was nis lorenian and his narne was ~obert too, laic I done t3~d you.   t?1 never seed no slaves sold on tne block or auctioned Oit, and i  any droves 01 slaves l or sale passed our plantation I se done ~or~ot about it. No, mauul, a slave warn t  lowe . to take no book in his hand to lam nothin ; it was a~in  the lawto permit slaves to do that sort at thins. II us went to any churches at all it had to be our white rolics  caurches,  cause thar warn t no cnurei1es ior iNe~roes  til the war was over. Not a slave on our place could read a word irom -7.. 185 </p>
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 ~   -~  -W ~ 18?                  Why do we mourn departed friends, Or shake at death s alarm.   At the grave they sung, Aml3orntoJilef Th Lai this Body ~own?   Slaves on our plantation never thought about  runnin  o1~ to no North. Marse Robert allus treated  ein iair and square, and thar warn t no need ror  em to run nownar. That toreman or nis, Robert ~$eott, did ~o orl  and stay a.i*ew days once. Marse Robert had started to whip Ills wife and he had jumped  twixt  em; that made ilarse i~cbert so made he run to the house to git his L~u~n, so the roreman he got out of the way a day or two to keep from gittin  shot. Vlhen he come back, ~arse Robert was so glad to git nim back ne never said a word to him  bout leavin .    On ~aciaays tile wo&amp;en wuked in the tield  til   a.innertirne, but the menloiks wu~e~ on  til a Llour  lore SUII(iOWfl. ui~he women spent that time w~siiin , cleanin  up tne Cabins, pa~chin , and ~ittin  ready 1er the next week. OhL How they did frolic  round ~adday night when they coula ~it passes. sundays tney went to church but not without a pass lor, il they ever w~s coteb. out with  out one, them paterollers woulci beat  em up something terrible.   Sno, Christmastime was wuen slaves had their own lun.  har warn t notnin  extra or diitunt give  em, </p>
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only plenty to eat and drink; Marse Robert allus ruade lots of whiskey and brandy. lie give his slaves six days holiday and  lowed  ein to have passes. They frolicked, danced, and visited  round and called it havin  a good time   ~Vuk begun again on New Year   s Day and thar warn t no more holidays ttil the next Christmas.     rnam, not many slave . chi ilun knowed what santa Claus was or what Christmas w~s meant to celebrate  tu they got some schoolin  atter the war was over.    Sho, sho, us had cornshuckin s, all right enough. sometimes Marse Robert raised so much corn us had to have more than one cornshuekin  to git it all shucked. The neighbors was  vited and such a time as us did have atter tne wuk w~s done. I was too lit&amp;le to do so much eatin , drinkin , and euttin  the buck as the older ones done.  Cuttin  the buck  is what   calls the kind o1~ frolics they had atter they ~ot rull ot liquor.    Yes, mani, they had dances all right. That s  how tney got mixed up with the paterollers. Negroes would .~o oit to dances and stay out all night; it would be wuk time when t~aey got back, and they went to the lield and tried to keep rig~~t on gwine, but the Good Lord soon cut  ein down. You couldn t talk to Thlks that tried to git by WItil tiiings lak that; tney warn t ~~10- 188 </p>
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 !~i~. ~        gwine to do no diffunt, nohow. Wheii they ain t oepted at St. Peter 8 gate, I s~e sho they s gwixie to wish they had heeded folksthat talked to  em and. tried to hoip  em.    Weddin s? Didn t you know slaves didn t have sho ?floUg~ weddin s? I~ a slave man saw a girl to iii s lakin  and wante  her to make a home ror him, he just axed her owner if it was all right to take her. III the owner said  yes  then the man and girl settled down together and behaved theyselves. Ii~ the girl   lived on one plantation and the man oh another that was luck tor the girl s marster,  oause the chillun would belong to him.    Right now I cantt call to mind. nothin  Us played when I was a chap but marble games. Us made them marbles out of clay andbaked  em in the sun. Grown folks used to scare chillun  bout Raw ifead and Bloody Bones, but that was mostly to make chillun git still and quiet at. night. I ain t never seed no ghost in my life, but I has heared a heap or sounds ~ and warn t able to find out what made them noises.   .  When slaves got sick Marsh Robert was good enough to  em; he treated  em riglit, and allus sont for a doctor,  specialiy when chillun was borned. Oil, turm  pentine, and salts was the medicines the doctors give the most of to slaves.  sore they was sick enough to </p>
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send. Thr the doctor the homeTh11~s often give sick folks boneset arid life-everlastin,  tee~s, and  niost evvybody wore a little sack of asafetida  round their ziecks to protect  ein from diseases. ~   .  When freedom oome I was down iii the lower end of Clarke County on i~rse George Veal s ~pIantation whar Marse Robert h~d done sont Miss Martha and the chillun and part of the slaves too. ~ My white folks was fleein  from the Yankees. Marse Robert couldn t come  1on~  cause he had done been wounded in battle and when tfley sont kI1I~1 heine from the war he couldn t walk. I don tknow what he said to the slaves that was left thar  to  tend him, but I heared tell that he didn t tell  e~uj nothin   bout treedoxa, leastwXse not f or sometime . Pretty soon the Yankees come through and had the slaves come togeth r in town whar they had a speakin  and told them ~egroes they was free, and that they didn t belong to nobody no more. Them Yankees said orders for t1~at pernounce~ent had come  ro~ the President of the United states, ~. Abraham LincOln, and they said that Mr. Lincoln was to,be a father to the slaves atter he had done freed  em.    It warn t long then  fore M~rse Robert sont my pa to fetch Miss Martha and her chillun, and the slaves too, back to the old plantation. Pa wulced ror him  tU June of the next year and then rented a farm </p>
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Sam wuks at a big clubhouse in Washington, D. G., and his rour chillun are the onliest grandenillun me and hUla s sot, so tar as us knows. Charliets job is at the Pennsylvania station. Both OL~ our dau~hters is teachers; one or tern teaches at the Union Baptist School, here in Athens, and. the other s at a school in ~tatesboro, Georgia. Yes, inani, ~lla s still livin , but she is bad ofi with her Loots. II  the Lord lets us both live  fil this commt December, us will cele  brate our 53rd.  eddin  anniversary.    Now that its all been over more than 70  years and us is had time to study it over good, I thinks it was by God s own plan that President Abrahaxa Lincoln sot us free, and I can t sins his praises enough. i~~iiss Martha named me for Jeff Davis, so I can t down him when I se got i1~s name; I was named for him and Benjamin ~ranklin too. Ohi Suio, I d ruther be free and I believes the Negroes is ~ot as rauch right to freedom as any other race,  deed I does believe that.    Why aid I jine the church?  Cause I was converted by the power of the Holy Spirit. I thinks all people ought to be  li~ious, to be more lak Christ; He is our ~aviour. I se been in the church 5~ years ana  bout 52 oi them years I se been a preachin . I went one year to tne Atlanta Baptist College to git -p14-  </p>
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 1001C2 ~ ~ ~ ~ ~  . ~ ~ ~   ~4~TkT~QZ~ ~ L~ ~ ~X ~ ~    Uncle Robert ~enry, an active 82, now lives with hie   dau~2iter on Billups ~treetin Athene. At the time  of our  visit he was immaou 4te in dark trousers, a tweed sack coat, arid a ~ay1y striped tie. Naturally the question came to mind as to whether he f ound. life rnore.pleasant In hie dau~i.. ter  s neat little cottage, with its well kept yards   or   in  the quarters on  01e Mareter s plantation.  He seemed (~t~  to have 8fl opportUflity to  --- ~ ~ ~ .- ~ talk about   slave  y day~ ~d al~  . thou&amp;i he oould. not have been more thaii 11 years QId. at the  . time, he has a very vivid re   ~ collection of the  year de war broke and  freedom came.    . His parents, Robert and~ Martha- Henry, were born in O~lethorpe County and were la  ter purchased by P.W. Sayles, who owned a l,OOO-~acre planta... tion about 18 miles from Wash-. ington, in Wilkes County.  Marster   t have many f16-.     gera, not raore n ?O~  he stated. Uncle Robert was the oldest of B children, 6 boys and 3  girls,  Pa wuz de butler at de big house, ~ he declared with pride in his voice; and he went on to tell how hie mother had been the head seamstress on the plantation and how, at the tender a~e o:r ~  hiB father had be~uj~ tZ~inin6 him to  wait, on </p>
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 .. . ?age~.2  Marster e tabl  , ~ ~ ~   The picture of  Old Marster  s  household, as the old mati w~. fo1d~s it to his listeners, ta one of almost Uyllio beauty. There was the wh1te~pi1Iared~  big houSe1  In a gro7e. of white oake on the brow of  a 1~111 with a ~oommandin~ view of the w~o1e oountr~ide, A ~ rave11ed driv way led down to the dusty public road.   where an o o cast onal stag~oaoh ratt led. by and whi oh latelt  echo ed ~ wi th the hoo~beate o~ Confederate Cavalry. . ~ . ..   The master s house contained twelve rooms, each about 16x16 feet. The kitchen was in the back yard. and rood was carried to the dining room in the hiwi basement to the bi~ houee by means of an underground passage. Two servante stood guard. over the table with huge fans made of peacock feathers which theykept in. oontinuoue motion during meals to   ahoo de flies away.   ~     . The slave quartere were on the banks of a creek down the hIll behind the big house. Nearby were the overseer s ootta~e, the etables   and the ~arriage houeee .   In the family were:  Marster, Miette, sis  Fannie, Mie  Sally, Mars  Thomas, Mars  Hiokey, and. Mars  7(yatt.~ Dey ai .  tended. a school on de plantation.  Two of the boys went to the war but only one of them Caine back,   . After the war the  !ank&amp;  caine by and. took nearly all the stock that the servante hadn t hidden in the ewaznpa and~ all the silver that  01e Misti~  hathi t buried under th~ currait bushes.   Yes, in spite of the hard work required, life ha~ t,en very pleasant on the plantations. The fleld~ hands were at work at au~1p and~ were not allowed to quit until dark. ~ach  l ve had </p>
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 Page ~ :3~.. 197.  an acre or two of 1~nd whi,oh he was allowed to farm for h1rnse1~, He used Saturday. rnornin~ to cultivate his own crop and. on Satur~  ayafternOOfl h~ lolled around or went f~iehing or v1sitin~. Sat~ k urday nichts were always the time . for dancing arid rrolioing.  The master sometimes let them use a barn loft f~or a big square dance. The musical instrumente consisted of fid.dles; buokets, which were beaten with the hands; and reeds, called  blowing qui1le,~ which were used. in the manner of a flute.   There wer  two churches on the plantation,  one for de white folks and one fer de niggers. ~ The same preacher held forth in both congregations. Then there were services in the . white church there ~ no ~ro meetings~ but negroes were aIe. lowe ~ to sit in the gallery of the~hite folk~hurch.   The niaster regarded hie slaves as * valuable pL~~~-riXf property and they received treatment as such. When they were ill the doctor would b.c sent for or  Old Mistis  woifid carne to the cabins bringing her basket of oil, pills, arid li.riarnent.   Food was always Liven out to the slaves front the oorn. inissary and the smokehouse. There was flour and. corn meal, dried beans and other vegetables, and cured pork and~ beef in the winter. In season the servants had access to the master s ve~etab1e garden and they were always ~~eAas much milk as they could user~   Life ~ very pleasant Inthose times; but. Uncle Robert, at ease in a comfortable rocker, would not agree that it was more to his likin  thanUils present~ay existence.   When the subject of eigne and omens was broached he waxed voluble in denying that he believed in any such  roolishment.  </p>
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 . Pa~e-4 198 However, he agreed that many b lieved that a rooster o~owirig in front of the d.oor meant that a stranger was oornin~ and. . that an   owl screeching was a sien of death. He su~j~ested that a eu~o~ ceseful means of combatting the latter oi~n te to tie knots in the bed sheets or to heat a poker in the fire,. In case o~  deaths Uncle Robert says)to be on the safe sIde  and prevent another death in the family, it is wise to stop the clock and. turn its face to the wall and to cover all the mirrors in the house with white oloths. Uncle Robert  s hi~hIy educ ~t d. daugJ~ter snitied indulgently on him while he was giving voice to these opinions and we left hirn threatening her with dire punishmentif she   should ever fail to carry out his instructions in matters of this nature. ~ </p>
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 4::I;~ (0~0t0 ~  ~  1 ~ f // ~-. FEDERAL WRITERS  PROJECT ~v, p. A. OFFICE 787 COBB STREET ATHENS   GEORGIA OCTOEER 16,1936 r.L~ ~1 ~&gt; 199 ~i~ntion) Mrs. Carolyn P. Dillard. State Director Federal Writers  Projecte . Atlanta,Georgia Dear Mr. Peters:   Attaching herewith story of an ex slave pre-~ pared by Mr. John Booth from my notes and is in accordance with the instructions contained in your letter of October 13. The snap shots are by Jaffee.   We have located a former slave of Dr. Crawford W. Lone in Jackson county and we plan to interview the~darky  in the very near future. We are anxious to ~et a very in  tirnate picture of Dr, Crawford W. Long froni the eyes of one of his personal servante. Mr, John L. Peters, Director W.PP.A. District No. 2 708 Telfair $treet Au~usta,Georgia Very truly yours, Federal Wri W.P.A. District JEJ:H </p>
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:~ ~  ~ ~ ~ s 0 Jo11~ HILL 1525 Br5 d ~reet Mhens, Georgia S  ~ .L~II ~  IE~J~D i3Y ~ ~X-~L VI~ ~ritten By:      1ctite  By: Grace  ~icOune Research Thrker i~euera1 writers  Project Athens, Georgia   ~ei1a tiarris ~ditor feaeral ~7rit3rs  Project ~u~usta, Georgia 200 </p>
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i~()O()85 ~ . . :~    ~ ~ ~  ~ ~ ~: ~    : ~ ~ ~  ~: ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~. ~ ~ . ~ .  :~:  ~ ~ . ~ ~ ~:::~  ~  ~ ~ ~       ~ ~ . 201  ~   Jo~ ~ HILL   ~ ~i~$ :~1ife, Age 74  ~ ~  .         1b25 W. Broad St.  .  Athens   Geor~ia .      . John ili.11, an old. Negro about 74 years old., w s seated comThrtably on the front porch of his little cabin enjoying the sunshine. lie lives alone and. his pleasure was eviden.t at having company, and better still an appreciative audience to whom he could relate the stbry cl  his early days.   1~My pa .wuz George Washin ton Hill. His old. Marster wuz Mr. Aubie lUll, an  dey all lived on de liull~1antatton, in de Junconibe district, nigh whar Monroe, Georgia is now. My nia wuz Lucy ~flnie Carter, an  she b longed to de Carter farably down i~i Oglethorpe County,  tu she wuz sold on de blocI ~ on de oie Tu~ ~ plantation, whar dey had a regular place to sell  em. Dey put  em up on a big old block, an  de highest bidder got de Nigger. Ilarse George 11111 bought my ma, an  she corne to stay on de 13111 plantation. Dar s whar my pa married her, an  dar s whar I wuz borned. ~ ~    When :i: wuz just a little tike, I toted nails ror  emto build de jailhouse. Dey got  bout two by ieur planks,  nailed  em crossways, an  den dey drived nails in,  bout evvy inch or two apart, just lak a cheokerbo~rd. When dey got it done, dat jail would evermo  keep you on de inside. Dere wuz a place wid a rope to let dOwn, wnen de jailbirds would need somethin    or when somebody wanted to send somethin  UP to   em. ~ No Ma  am, dat warn  t de </p>
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 ..~ ~ 2O~                    rope dey used to hang folkses wid.    My pa stayed on wid old Iviarster  bout ten years attor de War, den us moved to de 1~arm wid de Wa1kei~s at Monroe,.G~eor~ia. Dat wuz Governor Walkerts pa. Dere wuz a redolay bank on de side of  de crIck whar us chilluxis had. our swixnmin  hole, ant us didn t know w~en us wuz a 1 rol.ickin  an  rollin  young Marse C1i~ ford. down dat bank, dat someday he would be ~ov ner o1~ Georgia. He everxuo  wuz a sight, kivered wid all dat red mud, an  Mist ess, skie would fuss ant say she wuz goin  to whup evvyone of us, but us just stayed out o~ ae way an  she never cotched. us. Den she would forgit  tu de nex  time.      When I wuz  bout eight years old, dey  lowed it wuz high time I wuz a lamm  somethin    an  I wuz sont to de little log schoolhouse down in de woods. De onhiest book I liad wuz just a old blue back speller.  s took corn an   ta~oes  long an  cooked  ein. for dinner, ror den us had to stay ~ll day at school. Us biled  de corn an  roasted  tatoes in ashes, an  dey tasteu mighty good.  Us had corn pone to eat all de time, an  on de fust sun  day in d~ month us had cake bread,  cause it wuz church day. Gake bread wuz made out o~ shorts, but dem biscuits wuz mighty good if dey wuz dark, Tstead oi bein  whIte.  ttUs had big gyardens, ant raised all sorts o1~ vegetables:  corn, peas, beans,  tatoes, colla ds, an  turnip greens. Us had plenty of milk an  butter all de tune. An  i~eIarster niade us raise lots of cows, hogs, sheep, an  chickens, an  tukiceys. </p>
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 . ~                         Dey warn t no ready rn.ade clo es or no vittuls in cans at de sto keepers  places, an  us didn t have no money to spend, if dey had. a been dar. Us didn t have nothin  what U~ didn~t raise an  make up. Cotton had to be picked offen de seed, an    washed an  cyarded, den ma spun de thread an  wove de cloth an  sometimes she dyed. it wid ink balls,  1~ore it wuz ready to  make clo es out or. De ink Marster used to write widwuz made out of~ ink balls. ~ .      i wuz still little  cvhen my ma died. De white folks  preacher preached her  ~un ral rrom de tex  o1~ Isaiah i~if~th chap-  ter fust verse, an  dey sung de old song,  Goi~ Home to Die no ~!Qt.~ Den dey buriedher on de place, an  builta re~il fence  rouri  de grave, to.~keep de stock from trompin  on it. Sometimes several owners got together an  had one place to bury all de !slaves, an  den dey built a rail fence all  roun  de whole place.    Hit wuz just :1~ak bein  in jail, de way us had to stay on 7 de place,  cause if us vient off an  didn t have no ticket de paddy~ rollers would always git us, an  dey evermore did beat up some o1~ de Niggers.   UI t members de Klu Klux Klan good . Dey kept Niggers skeered.  plum to death, an  when dey done sumpin  brash dey sho  got beat up if de Kiuxers cotched  em. .    One time de K.luxers come by our place on de way to beat a old Ni~ger man. I begged  em to lexa~ne go wi4  em, an  atter a while </p>
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 A  ~: ~ ~               dey said I oould go. Dere wuz horns on de mask dey kivvered up ray head wid an  I wuz mighty skeered but I didn t say nothin . Atter us got dar, dey tied de old man up by his hands to de rarters in his house. . lie wuz beggin   em to lethim. o~Tau  yellin   o Lordy, have mussy~  Dere wuz a little .~al dar an  I wanted to skeer lier, so I started atter her, an  de old man tole her to hit me on de head. ~3he picked up a shovel an  th owed it an  out my leg so wide open de blood just spilt down on de floor. I got so bad oIT dey had to take me back to old I~ arster, an  he fix me up. iiit wuz six months  rore I could use dat leg good, an , Inebber did wanter go wid dem Kiuxers no more.    Us went to de white rolkses church, but onct a year on de rust Sunday in Augus  de white  olkses let de Nig~ers have dat day ror camp meetin . ~Dey fixed good dinners ror us, an  let us go orf in de woods an  stay all day. Dem chicken pies an  dem goodold  tato custards,.  bout one an  a hale inches thick, made viid sea sugar, deymake your motif water just to talk  bout  em. What wuz sea sugar? Why it wuz dat crawly, kind oib grayish, lookin  sugar us used den. I wuz grown  tore I ever seed no sho   nougb. white sugar0    My pa hired me out to M ~. Ray Kempton to tote cotton to de ~in on his plantation, when I wuz  bout 16 years old. I wuz wukkin  dar when de f ust railroad wuz laid, an  dey named de place Kempton Station rer Marse Ray Kempton. I wuz paid Live dollars a month ant board ror my wuk, an  I stayed dar  til I married. </p>
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  1 wuz  bout eighteen w~.en I rode on de train ~or de Lust time. U~ rode rrcgn Social Circle toWashin ~on, Wilkes, to see ray ma s  ~olkses. Ma tuk a laeap of singer cakes an  fried. chicken along for us to eat on de train, an  de swing~.n  an  swayin  o:e dat train made nie so sick I didn t want to ride no more for a lone time. . ~    Soon atter I wuz twenty years old, I married a gal from ~Vashin ton, Wilkes, an  us mOved to Athens, an  I been livin  right here ever since. Us got here de last day de old whiskey house wuz open. Dey closed it down dat night. I wukked, a long time wid de Ailgood boys in de horse tradin  business an  den I wukked. l or Mr. an Mrs. Will Peeples  bout ten year~. Dey runned a boardin  house, an  while I wuz dar, Dr. Walker come to board, an  I wuz mighty glad to wait on hii~i, toause he wuz from Monroe an  had done been livin  on de old Vialker place dat I stayed at when us wuz down dar . .    Myunole, Ambus Garter, wuz apreacher on Marse Jim Smith s place. lie b longed to Marse .1Tim d.urin  de War, an  he never did. leave him. Atter freedom come, most o~ Marse Jim s Niggers le1~  him, an  den he had what dey called etiaingang slaves. He paid  em out of jail for  em to wuk i~or hini. An  he let  em ~ have money all de time so dey didn t never ~it out or debt wid hint. Dey had to stay dar an  wuk all de time, an  i~ dey didn  t wuk he had.  em beat. He evermore did beat  eni if dey got lazy, but it </p>
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 . . . ~ . ~ ~ 206   ~ 6~~-      dey wu~cked good, he wuz good. to  em. Sometimes dey tried to run away. Dey had dogs to trail  eni wid s dey always cotohed  em, ant den de whippin  boss beat  em mos  to death. It wuz aw1~u1 to hear  em hollerin  an  beg~in  for mussy. I~ dey ho1~ lered,  Lord have mussy~  Marse Jim didntt heaz   em, but if dey cried,  ~rse Tim have mussyL  den he made  em stop de beatin . He say,  De Lord rule lleb en, but Jim Smith ruled de earth.    One time he cotehed some Niggers down at de Seaboard Sta  tion, what had runned away from his place. He got de police, an  brung  eni back  cause he  lowed dey still owed him money, I wuz niighty sorry ror  em, i~or I knowed what dey wuz goin  to git when he done got  em back on his place. Dat wh~ppin  boss beat  em  tu dey couldn t stan  up.    But he wuz good to my uncle, an  treated him just lak one o1~ de tambly. He helped him wid all hissermons, an  told him to always tell  ein to be observerant an  obejent to de boss man. He provided good fer his help an  dey always had plenty to eat. He used to try to git nie to come an  stay wid. him, but I didn t want to stay on dat place.   ??Liarse 3~im used to have big  possum hunts for his Niggers, an  he would sen  rae word, an  I most always went,  cause dem wuz good times den, when dey cookeu. de coons an   possums, an  eat an  drunk mes  or e night. Goon meat is most as good as lamb II  you is care1~ul to take out de musk sacs when you dress  em to cook.  </p>
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20?   7  Smithsonia, the Jim Smith plantation, covered thousands  o:f: acres, but the words of the feeble old Negro showed that he could not imagine it possible for any farmer to own more than one hundred acres. .    Marse Jim had a hund ud acre 1~arin, an  he had to keep plenty of~ Nig~ers to look atter dat place, but I wuz  fraid to go dar to stay, for it wuz sho  just lak de jailhouse.    Dey ain t but four o1~ our nine chiliun.s ilvin  now an  dey s all .up Nawf. Dey done sont atter me w~eu deir ma died, an  tried to ~it me to stay wid em, but its too cold up dar for dis old Nigger, so I just stays on here by myself. It don t take much tor nie to liveon. In crop times Iwuks in;de fiel  a chop  pin  cotton, an  I picks cotton too. I~1l just wait on here ant de waitin  won t be much longer,  cause I se a living right, an ,  Praise de Lawd,   I  se a gwine to lieb  en. w  en I die.  * ) ~**  IC * * </p>
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Mary A. Crswford Re search Worker ~  )~~~Sr &amp;. ~ - .   Laura flood - Ex Slave   Lnura w~ts born in Griffin December 2~, 1850 on ~Yir. ~enry Bank s pl~ee. Her mother, 3ylvia Banks (called  Cely Ann  b:r the dRrkles) ~tarr1ed her fnther, Joe Brawner, a carpenter, who was owned by ~r. Henry l3rawner.   Joe and Sylvia were r~iarried in Mr. i~enry 1*nk s parlor b:,r th  w: :Ite preacher.  :r~r. Banks, L~u~ra(~ ~ter, owned ~ tannery In Griffin anti hi~d ~roiii~d f1ft~ slave&amp;  aceordin~ to Laura s memory. yost of t~e sl~ve~ worked at the tnnnery, the others at Mr. Bank s hor~e. Laura s rtiother W~$ the cook In the Bank s home for over forty years. .Toe, La~ir~. 5 f;~t~er, was a carpenter and the fo~tr little darkies of the fart .. Ily helped about the how~e and y~rd t~oin~ such work rs f e d~ing the c~1ckena, sweep1n~ the yards and wa1t1ri~ on the Mistress. aura, herself was a ~ house girl , t~ at Is, she ~iade t~e b~d8, swept the floors ~nd sewed an~ ~e1~ed the ~.ii8tre~ do the iien~1ng for the ?ar~i1ly.  ~then asked 1f the ~~ster aM ?tlstress were good to the slaves, La~xra replied t~r~t they certainly were, adding,  ~arse Fenry was a&amp; good a ~ian as ever put a pair of pants on his leg8.  </p>
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2  ~%tI-~ ~             A~i to the pti.nishments used by the Banks, Laura was almost lndl~nant at such ~ qae~tion, ~iaying that Marse Henry never whlir~ed or punished his darkiezi in any way, that he did not believe in lt. The only whipping that Laura herself  ever h~d w~s one liek ~icross the shoulders with a sn~ii switch used by )i~r ~istress to keeD h~r Moth~r, Celle Ann, from ~rhiripln~ her.   Laara relntes that the clRrkiea worked all the time except Sund~ay. On 3unday they ~o~1d do as they pleased so long as they went to c! u.rch. All the Bank s darkies attended 8ervice In the  cellar  (b~ser~ent) of the i~irst Baptist Church and had a colored pre~cher.   ~Then ~ny ot the darkle s were sick if  oie ~arster  nnd  oie ~tlas  c~ild not  set the~rt strai4~ht  they called in  oie Marse s  white doctor.  Mr. B~nka, hlm~ielf, ~ms too old  to i~l~ht the Yankees  b~tt young  :~ar~e I~enry  fou~ght but did not  set a scratch  ~ when he came horse ~ll of therr~ were ~ure glad to see hirn.  ~After freedori, v?hen  oie i4ars  was gone,  you.n~ 1~arster  was ~s good na gold to eli the darkies.  Laura can remember when he ~eve her ~~5.O3 to 720.00 ~it a time.  She al8o recalls t~t when the slaves were freed that ~!er oie </p>
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5  )1 ~ ~    Maree c~11ed all of the darkies around him out in the yerd and told t~ern that they ~re as free as he w~s ~nd onild leave If they wanted to, but if they would stay  till Christmaa and help him that he would p~y them wPee8. All of thera stayed except one regro n~ned  BIg John  who left with a bunch of Y~nk~es Qat came ~lon~ soon after.   As to what hapened at the Bank s home when the Y~inkeea care  thl )U~gh, Laura doea not reciember, rut she does recall that the  Banka farriily  ref ~eed to ~!lorlda to  et out of the p~th of the  Yankees.     No, !nam,  said Laura in reply to the question  Did yo~r ina8ter h~ve his slaves ta~ijht to read  and write?   V/e never h~d any school of pny kind on the ~ank s pl~ee.  Marse Henry did not believe ~re needed that.   Laura has lived In h~r present hor~e since 186? and reoall~ rhen  (rlffln w~i8  mostly e big woods full of paths here ~nd there.   She recalls the  au~otIon block  which w~s on or near the alte  or the present Cotirt }~.ou~se.  ~Ie old wor~mn is very feeble   in f et, u.n~ hie to wik but Is c~re~ for by ~ niece.   Ln~xra Pood 432 i;;. Solomon Street Griffin, &amp;eorgia SepteL~tber 2~, l9~36 </p>
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 100095 212   GAR~IE Ht3DSO1~ . S ~a!~a~3:~   ~jJ ~ . . ~    ~arrie was asked to relate her memories of childhood days~ on the old plantation.  I se done iflOet forgot $:bOUt dem days,.~ she replied, 0but if you a~ me son~e que tions hit rnought corne back to nie . Hitt ~ sueh a fur way back dat I ~ done t never think   bout dem times no more.* After a. few reminders, the old Negress begaa eagerly volunteering her rec~ollections.: ~ ~    Slave traders fot~hed ~  Pa, he  was Phi . Ruoker, f um Richmond, Virginny, and sold him to Marse Joe Squire Rucker. ~ . ~.  she was Franee s Rucke r, ~as borned on Marse Joe Fa place nigh RuCker8ville, up in - ~ibert County, and all 10 Of US chilluiis was born oit dat ~1antation too. Hester Ann, Loke Ann, ~iiza~et~i, Mary, Minnie Bright, Dawson, Anttony, Squire and Philip was my sisters and brothars. Grandma B~ssie done de cookin  at de big h.ouse. Grand a Ant o~ had dOne died long  fore I got big enough to know nothin~   bouthim.    Miss, ~killiuia what was knee high to a duck had  to wuk.  Tu dey was big an~. strong enough for field wuk,  little Niggers done all sorts of piddlin  ~ Dey toted~ water to de big house and to de hands in de fields, fotched in chips and wood, and watched de COWS. Me? I nussed most of de time. ~ if dere~was any money giTe out for slaves  wuk de grown folkses got it all, for I never seed none and I never heared  bout no Niggers gittin  none in slavery times.   0tJs lived in log cabins scattered 1round de plantation.  ~ oigge st of ~ em had two rooms and evvy cabin   had a chimbly made out of sticks and red mud. Most of de chjl .tLn slept on pallets on de </p>
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~: 4  Page2. ~t ~   floor, but I siep~t wid my Pa andM~a  cause.~I was sopet~i~h. Most of de beds was rn~de out of.poles, dis a~way: Dey~bored two holes in de wall, wide apart as: dey wanted de. bed, and in deae holes dey stuck one e nd of de p o le s what was de s ide pi e ee~ s . Dey sharpene d de ends of two more ~poies and driv   ~em in de floor for de foot j~ieces and fastened de  side pieces to tens. ~ Planks was put acrostdi~ frame to hold a coarse cloth tick filled wid wheat straw. Ma had a ruffle, what was called a foot bouncer,  round de foot of her bed. .Beds up at de big house wa~ a sight to see. Dey had high postie  and cur~ tains over de top and  round de bottom of deir $ds. . Dem beds at de big house was so high dey had Steps to walk up so eycould git in  em. Oh, dey was. pretty, all ki~vered over widbob!xiet tokeep flies and skeeters off de white folkses whilst dey slept!. ~  ~Tarn t nothin  short  bout de eats.  ~ur white folkse3  b lieved in good satin s. Dey give us bread and meat wid all de cabbage   colla  d and turnip greens us wants d   and us had   inatoe s, ttatoes, chickens and ducks. Yessuin, and dere allue was plenty t~O85~~3fls and rabbits cooked  bout lak dey is now, only dare warn t no stoves in dein days. Pots for biling swung on racksdey called crane s   over de  oals in big open fireplaces.  Baking was done in.  ovens and skillets. Dare was allus lojs. of fishes in saa~on, but I didn~t do none of de fishin ,  cause twas too skeered of de water when I was a chap.   h ~ll de cloth for our clothes was wove in de loom room up at de big house. Little gal s dresses was~made just lak deir Ma s, wid full skirts gathered on to plain, close fittin  waisties. Little </p>
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~3. ~ 214   boys juSt wore shirts. Didntt  no ohiliw wear butone p1   c~f clothes in summez . Winter time us wore de  same only dey give us a warm underskir t   and rough red brogan shoes   Didn~ t rio Niggers wear shoes in warm weather darin  slavery times. S   lare  Joe Squire Etucker was  de fu8t Marster of  our  plantation. Atter him and Miss Peggy done died,hisson, Marse EThert  Sucker tuk up where his Pa  left off.  I can  t call to mind nothin   boat Marse Joe and. Miss Pegg~y tcej~t what old folksee.told me long atter dey done died, but I does  member Marse E1b~ert and Miss Saille and d~3y was just as good to us as dey could be. De onliest ones of dier ohilluns I ricollects now is LLas Bessie, Miss Cora ana M~.rstere Joe, Guy, Marion and ~ar1y  Dey all lived in a big fine house sot b1aek ftum de road a piece.    Marse Elbert  s over~seer was a Mr. Alderman. Jie got de slaves up early in de mornin  and it was blaak night  fore he f tohed  em in. Marss Elbert didn t  low nobody to lay hands on his Niggers but his own self. If any wha2~4ri  had to be done, he done it.   ~My brother, Squire, was de carriage driver and he wai all time a~-drivin  our white folkses to Ruckersville, and sometime8 he driv   em far as Anderson, South Callina.   *To tell de truth, Missy, I don t know how many acres was in dat big old plantation. ~re just ain t no te .lin . Niggers v as seattered over dat great big place lak flies. ~When dey coeie in ft ~ de. fields at night   dem slave s was glad to ju8 t go to sise  and rest. S </p>
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Jage 4. 215  ~LDey didn t do flO field wuk atter dinner on Saddays.  ~  oinans washed, ironed and cleaned up deir cabins, while de mens ~idd1ed Irount and got de tools and harness and things lak dat ready for de next week  s wuk.    1 : heared  em say dere was a  jail at !tuckersville, but so far as I knows dere warn t no slaves ever put in jail. Niggers didn t have no chance to git in devilment,  cause de overseers and patterollers kep  close atter  em all de time, and slaves what stepped aside allus got a whi~pin . Dere warn t no time for to lam readin  and writin  o~n Marse Elbert  s plantation. Dem slaves knowed what a Bible . was but dey sho  couldn  t read de fust line   Us went t~ white foik~es church ort Sundays, and while I never tuk in none of dem songs us sung, I sho ly do ricollec:t moughty well how de E~everend Duncan would come down on dat  preachin .    Lordy, Misst Dere you is a axing ins  bout folkses dyiri , and I se nigh dead myselft Brother  lisha done prophesied you was a-commt here for to write a jedgrnent, and hit makes me feel right creepy. Anyhow I seed a heaps of folkses died out and git put in dem hon~e-~made coffins what was black as sin. I silo  is glad dey done changed de color of coffins. I  members how us used to holler and cry when dey come to de part of de fun  rai whar dey sung :  Hark r~ De T nb, A Doleful Sound.     Dere was a heap of ba~tizin  s dem days and I went to i~ost all of  em, but I sho  warn t baptized  tu long atter I got grown,  cause I was so skeered of de water. I kin see dem folkees now, a  marchin  down to de crick, back of de church, and all d.c c an-i-dates </p>
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ia ;e~ ~   dresse:d In de whites  white c1othes~what was. de i~11e den. Evvybody jinedi in de singin    and de words was Lak dis: ~ ~  tJfa~ ~hjnt for de water  ~ . . . :P or to be baptized. Dc Lord done 1ii~ de candle On de o the r s ide ~ . ~ . ?or to see his ohilluns   ~ Then dey gits baptized.  . .   *Niggers on   Marse 3ibertt ~ p)~~ never knowed nothing  bout no fforth; if dey did dey w uldn t tell it to chiliuns little as I was den. Dere was 8O1T1~ sort of uprisin  a good  ieoe f um Ruckersville, buti can t tell you  bout it teause I just lieared deold foLkees do a little talkin    what warn t enoug~ to Lam de whole tale. Cliillun back dar didn  t jine in de old folkees. business l~ dey does now.    ~Sadday nights de young foikse s picked de banj o, danced and cut de buck t~tIl long atter midnight, but Chrisixnasr times was when chilluns had deli  be ste s  good time s   Marse 3lbert   ranged to hac~e hog kuhn  close enough to Christ~s so dere would ~e plenty of fresh. meat, and dere was heaps of good chickens, tukkeys, cake, can~ dies, and just evvything good. Endurin  de Christmas, slaves visited t rount ft ~ house to house   but New Year  s ~y was wuk time again, and dere was allue plenty to do on dat plantation. Most all de Niggers loved to go to dem oornshuckin e,  cause  ~atter de corn was all shucked dey give  em big suppers and let  em dance. De cotton pickin s was on n ghis when de moon was extra bright  cause dey couldn  t do mues lightin  up abig cotton field wid torches lak dey did de plaeea where d~y had de cornehuckin s. Atter cornahuekin s, dey mought be dan~in  </p>
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~Pag&amp;~  6. . 2f?    by de light of torches, but us dancedin de moonlight when de cotton was picked and de prize done beengive out to de slave what picked de most. Logrollints was de n~ost fun of all. De men~ and  amans would roll dem logs and sing and dey give  em plenty of g;ood eats., and whiskey by de kegs, at logrollin s. De Marsters, dey planned de C ornshuckin  s, and e o t ton pickin  s   and logrollin  s and ~ervi ded de eatsand liquor, but de quiltin  parties b longed to de slaves. Dey  ranged  ein deir own selfs and done deir own  vitiri  and fixed up de:ir own eats, but most of de Marsters would let  em have a little ~ornepin  extra lak brown sugar or  1asse.~ and some 1ic~uor. De quiltizi s was in de cabins, and dey alius had  em in winter when dere warn t no field wuk. Dey would quilt a while and stop to eat apple pies, peach pies,and other good things and drink a little liquor.    Us had to tote water and nues chiliu~  sti~ of playin  no game s. US didn  t know nothin    bout ghoaties, hanta, and sich lak. Our white folkses would whup a Nigger for skeermn  us ehillun quick as anything. Dey didntt 2low none of dat. De anhiest ghost Itse ever seed was just t other day. I seed somebody pass n~y door. I hollered outz ~ datV Dey didn t say nothin . ~rother  Liaha here said it was a s~errii pasein  by. H~ must be right,  cause whoever it was, dey didn t say nothin  ttall.   . ~   ~Marse Elbert and Misa Salue was sho  rnoughiy good when de jr Niggers tuic sick. Castor oil and turpentine was what dey give em moe t of de time. Rorehound tea was for o olds   and elderberry tea was to help babies teethe ea5ier. Y s~ui~i, us wore beads, but dey was just to look pretty. </p>
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 : :2a~. ~7. ~ 21~   . ~tA1 1 1. knows ~ bout how ~ o orne us wa s 8 0 t fre e i s da t fo ikee s  said kr. ;J~~fferson I~vie and Mr. AbrahaILi~inco1n got  to fightin   bout us, and Mr. Lincoln s side got di best of ~r. )~vis~ sid  in de quarrel. De day dey told us dat us was free dere was a white man named Mr. Bruce, what axed: tWhat you say?  Dey told him  gain dat all de Niggers was free. He bent hisseif over, and never did straighten hie body no more. When he died, he was etill all bent over. Mr. Bruce done dia to shot de world how he hated to give his Niggers up atter dey done been sot free.   ~When dem Yankees come thoot, dey stole evvything dey could  take off wid   exn~~ Dey tuk Sue   my brother  s nice hose, and le ft   him a old poor bag~of.bones hose. Us stayed on wid our white folkees a long time atter de War. .    1:gdwin J~one s was my fus t husband and I wore a .pre t ty dove colored dress at our weddin  . 1Tennl Ann was our onliest child. All but one of our eight grandohillun is all liv in  now, and I se got 24 great grandohillun. Atter Edwin died, I married dis here Charlie Hudson what I.  se livint wid now. Us  didn  t have no big weddin  and tain  t long since us got married. Me and Charlie am  t got no chi .lun.    $1 jined de churcb~ cause I gOt  ligion and I knows de good Lord done forgive it~  sins. ~vvybody ought to git ~ ligion and hold it and jine de church.    De way us is a havin  to live now is pretty bad  cause us is  both too old to wuk. Don  t give me dem slavery days no iriore   cause I  would have t o wuk anyhow if I was a slave again~ Us e ouldn  t se t  t rount and smoke our pipe s and do   as us please . I  d ruther have; it </p>
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:1900941          PlANTATION LLHB as viewed by ~x-S1ave   CHARLIB HUDSON 258 I~yndon Avenue At~ans, Georgia 220 Written by:  Edited by: 8a~tie B. Kornab~ Athens -  Sarah L Hail Athens -  Leila Karris Augusta - and ~Tohn L Booth District Supervisor Pederal Writers  Project ~. Rea. 6&amp;7. Augusta, Ga. </p>
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I 00094      ~ O  .221  cIrA3LI:~ HUDSON   .   ~xs~ve-~.8o. . . . . .    Charlie listened with eager interest, to the story related by Carrie, his wife, and frequent smileS played over his wrinkled black face as her reminiscences awakened memories of younger days. His delight was evident when the interviewer suggested that he teil  his ~ irnpression8 of slavery and the period following the War between the States~  *Mi8s,cI be said, Mi b~en takint inwhat de old  oman done told you. Datwas de beginnin  way back yonder and de e~nd is nigh. Soon dere WO.ntt be nobody left livin  What was a sho  tnough slave. It s somepin  to think about, aintt it?    ~Anyhow, I was born ~r.ch 27, 1858. in .Blberi County. Ma lived on de Bell plantation andMarse Matt Hudson owned ~r Pa and kep t him on de Hudson place . Dore was seben of us chill~n. Will, Byna~~n, John and n~e was de boys   and de gals was Amanda, Liza Ann, and Gussie.  Tu u5 WaS big enough to wuk,, us played  round de house t b ou t lak clii hun doe s de se days . . .   *Slave quarters was laid out lak streets. Us lived in log cabins. Beds? Dey was jus  makeshift beds, what wasinade out of pine poles. De side of de house was ~e head of de beds. De side rails was sharpened at both ends and driv  in holes in de walls an4 foot posties. Den dey  ut boards  cross de side rails for de mat-  tresses to lay on. De eoarse oloth bed ticks was filled wid  Georgy fe athe ra  Don  t you know what ae orgy feathers was? Wheat straw was Georgy feathers. Our kivver was sheets and plentyof goo4 warm quilts.~ Now dat was at our own quartera on Marse .~vid Bell s plantation. </p>
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 Page 2. 222    ~  Didn  t. evvybody hav~e as good place ~ to sie &amp;P as ua   I  members a white famb;iy named Sims what lived in Flatwoods. Dey was de pore3t white folks I ever seedS. Dey had a big drove of chillun and deir Pa never wukked a lick in his life - He jus  lived on other fo1k~es  labors. Deir little log caMn had a partition in it, and  hind dat partition dere warn t a stitch of nothin . Dey didn t have no floor but dc ground, and back  hind dat p.artitthn wa~ dug out a little deeper dan in de rest of de house. Dey ~ilied dat  place wid leaves and dat s whar all de ohilluns slept. Evvy day Miss Saille made  em take out de leaves what dey had slep  on de night before and fill de dugout wid fresh leaves. On de other sid~e~ of de partition, Miss SalUe and her old man slept  long wid deir hog, and hoss, and cow, and dat was whar dey cooked and et too. I amt t never gwine to forgit dem white folk5. ~  ~ ~. ~ grandma Patsy, Pappy s I~, knocked  round lookin  atter de sheep and hogs, close to de house,  cause ~he was too old for field wuk. Ma s Mammy was my grand~ma Rose. Her job was drivin  de oxcart to haul in wood from de new grounds and to take wheat and corn to mill and fetch back good old home-~made flour and meal. I never did hear nothin   bout my grandpas. ~ done de cookin  for de white folks.   PI don t~ know il I was no pet~ but I did stay up at de big house niost of. de time, and one thing I loved to do ujj dar was to follow Miss Betsy  round totin  her sewin  basket.  When wuk got tight and hot in crop time, I helped de other chillun tote water to de hands. De bucket would slamp  gaizist my laigs all along de way, and most of de water would be done splashed out   fore I got to de fieU. </p>
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 Page 3. 223      ~rse David and his fambly most allus sont deir notes and messages by me and another yearlin  boy what was  lowed to lay t round de big house yard so US would be handy to wait on our white  folks. Dey give you de note what dey done writ, and dey say:  Boy, if you lose dis note, you ll git a whuppin ~ All de time you was carryin  dem notes you had your whuppin  j~ your hand and didn t know it, lessen you lost de note. I never heared of no trouble to  mount to nothin  twixt white folks and Niggers in our settlement.   ~1Us et good, not muc~h diff unt f um what us does now. Most times it wa8 meat and bread wid turnip greens, lye hOainy, milk,and butter. All our cookin  was done on open fireplaces. Oht I was fond of tpOss1~~fls, sprinkled wid butter and pepper, and baked down  tu de to gravy was good and brown. You was lucky if you got/eat  possum and  gnaw de bones atter my ~. done cooked it.    Dey cotch rabbits wid dogs. Now and den, a crowd of Niggers would jump a rabbit when no dogs was  round. Dey would thot rocks at hirn and run him in a hollow log. Den dey would twiss him out wid hickory wisps (withes). Sometimes dere war&amp;t no fur left on de rabbit time dey got him twisted out, but dat was all right. Deyjus  slapped him over daid and tuk him on to de cabin to be cooked. Rabbits was i~ost gen ally fried.    Grown boys didn t want.us chillun goin   long  possum huntin  wid  em, so all right, dey tuk us way off crost de fields t fil dey found a good thick clump of bushes, and den dey would holler out dat dere was some mou hty fine snipes  round dar. Dey made us </p>
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 sag. ~ 4. 224.  hold de ~ (bag). o en ao dt snipes could run in. Den dey bl wed out deir light ood knot torches, and left us ohii1u~ hoidin  de poke  whilst dey went on huntin   possums.   ~ t te r d inne r Saddays all of us tttk our hooks   p o le s   and lines down to Dry Fork Crick, when it was de right time o.f de year to fish. Sometimes dey stewed fish for old folkses to eat, but young fol.kses loved  em fried beat.    Winter time dey give ohillun new cotton and wool mixed 8hirt2 what come down most to de ankles. By de time hot weather come de shirt was done wore thin and swunk up and   sides dat, us had growed  ~tough for  em to be short on us, so us Jus  iore dem same shirts right on thoot de summer. ~ our place you went bar foots   til you was a great big yearlint   fore you got no shoe s. What you wore on yo~ haid wal a cap made out of saraps of cloth dey wove in de looms right dar on our plantation to make pants for de grown folks.    I  EIEr. David Bell, our Marster, was born clubfooted. His  hands and foots was drawed up evvy which a way long as he liTed. He was jus  :Lak a old tom cat, he was auch a eusser. All he done was i:us  set dar and cuss, and a heap of times you couldn t see nothin  for him to cuss  bout. He tuk his crook, handled wa .kin  stick and cot h you and drug you up to him and den jus  helt you tight and cussed you to yo  face, but he didn  t never whup nobody. Our Niet eas, Miss Betsey, was allus moughty kind at times lak dat, and she used to give us chiUun a heap of ginger cakes. ~ aeben ohillun i wae </p>
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Page 5~ 225  Dr. Bynam, I~rse Da~jd and ii t tie lIssez Ad~ line   fli*abeth, . ~ and Mildred. Dey 1i~d in a big  1dtwo-~st x7 hot~ e~ but Ld i~ :f .~ot  hoi it lookedi. ~ ~ .  ~ ~  Dat overseer, h  was a o1eve~ man, but 1 can t ricoilect his natue. He neverpaid no heed to what sort of e .othes slaves wore, but he uBed te raiSe merry cala if dey didn t ha~e good shoes to ditch in. ~rse David was de CU55~fl~ ~ but de overseer called Ilisseif de whuppin  b088. . ~ had whuppin~sal1 time savedup special for de  o~ans. ~ made  e~take~off deir waistee and den he whupped  em on deir bar backs  tu he was satisfied. He done ail de whuppin  atter supper by candle light. I don  t ~member  dat he ever whu~d a man. He just whupped t~oaans. ~ . . I   .  lvvybodywas up early so dat by sunrise d~y wai out in de fields, sus  a whoepi~ and 1~olierint ~ A sund~n. dey stopped ~ and corn  back to de cabins. In wheat harvestin  time dey WtIICked so  hard dey jus  fell out f  um gittin   overhet. Other tims8 dey jus  wukked   long steady lak.   ~Marse David never had.no sho   nough ear iagsso he never needed no car iage driver. Ee had what dey called a ground sleigh. In de epring Marse David sont a man to de woods to pick out a l~1~ : ~ lookin  young white oak sa lin  and bent it down a certain way. Hit stayed bent dat way   tu it growed big enough, den dey Sawed it leng:thways and put a rnrtise hole in ~aeh front piece to put de round thoot to hold de singletrees. Holes was bored at deback to fasten de plank seat to. Dey put a quilt on de seat for a cushion and hitched a pair of oxen to de sleigh. Come winter, come iu~er, snow or rain, dey went right on in de old sleigh jus  te samet </p>
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Page~ .   ~FNow, Mi~as,~dis ~ho is righfl ~ny times as I is &amp;one been over dat plantationf nmonesidetodeothe.r I couidn itell. you to sav e my life how many acrea was~ in it. I would be   fraid to say, how many slaves larse  ~vid owned, but Itrn here to tell you~ dare wa~ a bunch of ~  round . dar.   .    ~D.y didn  t have . no jail.houee ~ or. nothin  lak dat  round dat ~plantation,  cause if slaves didn t please Marater dey was JUS  made to oome up to de yard at de big house and take deir beatin  s. I seed dem traders come thoo  f urn Virginny wid two wagon loads of slavea at one time, gwine down on BroadRi~er toa  place called Lisbo~i  har dey already had orders for   e~ I am  t never s~ed no slaves bein  sold or auctioned off on de block. .   ~1Vunst a white man named Bill R W~~y, come and begged Marse David to let him teach his  ~Iggers. Marss David h d de grown mens go sweep up de cottonseed in de ginhouse on Sunday mornin~, and for three Sundays us went to school. When us *ent on de fourth Sunday night riderB had done made ~ a shape lak a coffin in de sand out in front, and painted a sign on de girthouse what read:  ~No~ Niggers  lowedto be taught in dis ginhouse.  Dat made Marse David so, mad he just cussed and cussed. Be  iowe~ dat nobody warn t gwine tell him what to do. But us was too skeered to go back to deginhoi.~se:  to school   Next week Marse David had   em ~Ii14 a brush arbor   down by de crick, but when us went dow  dar on Sunday for school, us found de night riders had done  stroyed de brush arbor, and dat was de end of my gwine to seh ol.   . </p>
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 !Dsz e.*arn  t. no. c~hu.t~ekfor . slaves wI~ai, ~ .. waa. ~ Dav id give i.th apassao usWouidnh t be  sturbed and let us go.tround from   one plantation t another ~ on Sundays for prayer uieetin  s in de cabins and u~nde r tree a j f de weather was warm and nice . Some time s when dere was a Jubilee comint off, s1a~es was   lowe.d to go   to de i~ Marsters  church. I~? I used to ride  hind Miss Bet8ey On. her hose what she called Puss   and away us went j iggin  dowri~ de road to juibilees at Millatone and~iam ehurehe~. I was a rich feelin  little Nigger den. ~ . .  *j~~ chiliun had to take a back 8eat whil8t de old foik~  done all de aingin    so I never lame d none of dem s ong~ good   nough to  member what de words was, or de tunes neither~. Now and den us wen-t to a fuu ral, not often, but if dere was a baptizin  inside  of 10 milee  round f um whar us liied, U8 didn  t miss, it. Us knowed how to walk, and went to git de pleasure.   SAtter sia~es got in f  um de fields at night, de   ~rnana  cooked supper whilst de inene chopped wood. 1~sien de crops wae in de grass moughty bad or somepin  e lee awf ul urge rit   dere warn  t iio wuk done atter dinner on Saddays. De old folks. ironed, c .eant house, and de lak, and de young folks went out Sadday nights and danc d to de music what dey made beatin  on tii~ pans. Sundays, youngsters went to de woods and hunted hiokernuts and muscadinee. De old folks stayed home and looked one anothers haida over for nits and lice. Whenever dey found anything, dey mashed it twilCt c~ey finger and thumb and went ahead searchint ~ ~n de   omans wropt each others hair de way it was to stay fixed   tu de next Sunday. </p>
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Page 8. -j - _J           ~Christmas us went ftUm house to house lookint for locust arid persimmon beer. . Cbillun went to all de houses huntiri  gingerbread. Ma used to roll it thin, cut it out wid a. thimble, and give a dozen of dem little balls to each chile. Persinmion beer and gingerbread~ What big times us did have at Chris mas. New Year s Day, dey raked up de hoss and cow lots if de weather was good. Mar  ster just made us wuk enough on Mew Year  s Day to call it wukkin    so he could say he made us start de New Year right.    Marss David had cornshuckin  s what lasted two or three we eke at a t irne . Dey had a gent rai to Ice e~p dem brash boys straight. De numbs r O L ge n  rai s   p e nde d on how muc h c o rn us had and how many slaves was shuckin  corn. Atter it was ail shucked, dere was a big celebration in store for de slaves.  Dey cooked up washpots full of     U d   pork, arid be e f   and had o ol lard gre e ns da t was wu  th lookin  at. Dey had water buckets full of whiskey. When dem Niggers danced atter all dat eatint and drinkin    it warn  t rightly danein ; it was wrastlin .    Dem moonlight cotton pickin  s was big old times. Dey give prizes to de ones pickin  de most cotton. De prizes was ap.t to be a quart of whiskey for de man what picked de most and a dress for de  oman what was ahead. Dem Niggers wouldn t take no time to empty cotton in baskets   jus  dumped it out quick on baggin  in de field.    Dey went f um one plantation to another to quiltin  s. Atter de   omans got thoot quil.tin  and et a big dinner, den dey axed de mens to corne in and dance wid  em.    Whenever any of our white folks  gals got married dere was two or three weeks of celebratin . What a time us did have if it was </p>
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~age~ 9. 22~~   one   of our own little rni8ee.a gitiin  aarxried%~ ~ When .de..day .~rived, it Wa8 some:pin  elBe. De white folks wa~ dressed ~up to beat.de band, and a . . de slaves was up on deir toes todo evvything jus  rig~~t.~and to see ai . dey could, Atter de preaoher done ~ inished his words to de young couple, den dey had de sho   nough weddin  fe t.. Dere was all sortsof meat to.ohooee f ua~at weddin  dinners   turkeya, geese, ohi eke na   pe afowis   and guineas   not t O me nt ion good old ham and ~ other meats.   . ~ . . -    Pitohin  hoss ehoee and playin  marbieB was heaps and lots of fun when I wa~ growin  u~. Atter while, de old folks  cided deingames was gamblint and wouldn t let UB play no more. I don t know nothin  ttall  bout no ghosties. Us had t~0~j~ to be ~keered of widout takin  u~p no time wid dat sort of thing.   ~LWhen Mar~se David changed me f u~ calf shepherd to cowboy,  he sont three or four of us boys to drive de eows to a good place to graze ~ ~ cause de male beast was so mean and bad   bout gi ttii~  at ter chillun, he thought if he sont enough of us dere wouldn t be no trouble. De~ days, dere war&amp;t no fence law, and calves was jus  turned loose in de pastur to: graze. De fUit ti,~ I went ~by myself to drive de cows off to graze and corne ba k wid ~ em, Aunt Vinnie  ported a bunch of de cows was missin    ~bout 20 of em, when she done de milkin  dat night, and I had to go back huntin  dea cows. De moon eoine out   bright and clear   but I o ouldn  t see dem cows nowhar   didn  t even hear de bell cow. Atter while I was standin  in de mayberry field a lookin  croat  ~y g ork Crick and dere was dem cows. I~ bell was pulled so abat on de be Il cow  s neck whar she was caught in de bushes, dat  it couldn t ring. I looked at dem cows - den I looke4 </p>
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a~t de orickwh r I eould se   Sflak S~ as thick as de fingel B o  your hand, bi~t I~ know d I had to git dem   ~T5 back. home, sO I jul  lit out and Io~ed  ~ros~a dat eriok so fast d~rn snakOs  ~ had ~ o chanct tobiteme. D~twas;de wust racketi eYe~  gotin.   . 9~.rse David andlisa Bet~ejr tukiflo~.tghty ~od keer 6f deir Ni~gers,   specially wheit dey was sick. Dr. Bynarn Bell, deir oldest 8Ofl~ wag a doctor but MiasBetsey was a p~werfu1good hand at doctoring herself. She looked atter all de slave  omane. Por~medicines dey give us asafiddy (atafetida), calomel, and castor oil more ~ dan anything e Ise for our diff  unt a il~nen ta .     ~~rse David  s nephew, Mr. Henry Bell, vialted at de big. house dunn  de war, and he was Cut downjus  a few days atter he left u~ and went back to de battlefield.   .   *TjB had be e~n he arm  fus t one thing and an o th  r   bout freedom might come   when one mornin  Ir. Will Beil, a patteroller, corn  ridin  on h~s hose at top speed thoo  de rye field whar us was at wuk. U~ made sho  hG wag atter some  pore slave,   tu he yelled out z tWhat you Niggers wiUckin  for? Doa  t you know you is free as jay birds?   Bout dat  ti~ne de tru~pet blowed for dinner and us fell in line a-marohin  up to de big . ~rse   David said s   You ail might jus  as well be fresas anybody eZLee.t Dfl he promie d to give Us somepin  to eat and wear if us would stay on wid hia, and dere us did stay for  bout three years atter de war. I was. burnt up den,   cause I didn  t have de pririlege of ridin   hind Iis~ Betsey on old Puss no more when she west to meetin  e </p>
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Pa~  ~.  ~  Wkiar us lived, KU~ E1uxe~s was called  ni&amp;ht ihiefB.! I~ey  B tole money and weapons (wea ons) r  u~ :~4gge~~ .. atter de war . Dey. ~  tuk  $50 i.n gold ft ~ ~ and $50 in re fi  ~a~vi~a ~ . s~.ip1aa~ters fi  ~  my brother a Pa and ILaIIad left dat inoneyfor ua to use when um  got big. enough. A few Niggera managed 8oxnehow to buy a 1itt1~ land.  I couldn t rightly say when de school was $et up.  t*Me and Carr le Rucker   us ai n  t be en marrie d long .   I  thinks big weddi&amp; a i~ a foOlish waste of time and money. Y65surn1 l in ~ioughty proud of all of Carrie sgrandehillun and I m fond of evvyone of dem 24 great grandohillun of here. ~    Well, it waa a  Od-8eflt method Mr. Lineoin used to give.  US: OUI? freedom. Mr. Davis~ didn t want no war, and he  posed it all  he knowed how, but if he hadn  t a gone ahead and fit, dore never .  would have been nothin  done for us. ~ar~ as I knows, Booker Wa~hin  -  ton done some good things in his day and time, but I don t know much  boUt him. . .    In a way, I m satiafied wid what confronts me. A pusson in jail or  on de chaingang would ruther be outside and free dan in aa tivity. Datte how I feels.    Then dey read die passageof de Bible to m , I  olded to jine up wid de church.  Come ye out~f um amongst dem, and ye shall be IflY pe ople . ~ I thiflk evvybody ought to read dat verse, jine de church, and den live   .igioue lifes. I done been changed f um darkness to light, ~ for a closer walk wid God.     Yea ~ am~ lies, I done been here a long time I done seed </p>
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.-~    ~ ~ T ~  ~) 4F ~  ~~)O()99    j  ~  4\ A1I~L~ HUFF, E~SL~VE,  ~ . .  ~ ::  : ~  . Of 1\IEAR MA~CON, c~EORGIA~ . . ~ . ~ ;   I 1ar~e windmill  e~ide the highway, on the Hoa2ton ~oad near  SeTen Bridges, draws the attention ot~ a ~ to a two-story  house, recently remodeled, which wa~the colonIal home of !!r.    Travi2 FlUff, now occupied ~y Mrs. Rosa r~elt n, .hi~ ~rand-.dau~hter.  During the &amp;ays of s1a~ery the master and an indu ~.ent mi ~tresa with their twelve s1a~es liTed on this property. Mr. B~iff .~ fbamily w~ a large one, all of whom were well ed~icated and very    r~li~iou.s. Several 0   his daughters became teachers after the elo~e  o ~ the Civil War. ~ .;   mon~ the  quartei~  families were Annie HU~ ~nd her  da~i~hter~, Mary ~sein&amp; the elder. The mother cooked and the ~rnallohi1dren learned to sweep the yard and to do minor jois in the field at a very early 8~e. At ihea~e of twelve, the ~ir1s were tau~ ht to card and spin ~s well a~ to knit and were required to d~o a certain task  each ~ay until they were large enou.~h to a~ist with the heavier work. . ~ adult fernaie2 ~1d th1~ type ofwork a.i~ter suxiaet, when their La1~or in the field wa~ oYer. On rainy d~y~ they shucked and ~helied ~ or did some other kind o ~ indo r l Ior. ~ . .  Generally, thl8 group ~a2 humanely treated, ~ut occasionally one. wa~ unrnerciftlly ~eaten. In spite ~f the fact that there was only one ria~ie arrwn~ his ~la~es, Mr. FaffT8 ou~t1u~r~ts, o~ temper eaii~ed him to ~e ~o crue~. that hi~ dau~hter2 wou.1~. frecju~entIy ~eg himio end. hia ~rnni~hment. </p>
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 ~: ~ ~ ~   ~    . ~ ~             Frolics were mostly ~iYen at corn shuckin~, cane ~indin~g, hog, killings, or quilting~. At hog killing time, h~i~e containers of water were heated in the yard. When it reached the desired tempe~a~ turc, the hots were dr1~en to a certain spot where they were str~xck a hard ~low on the head. when they fell, they were stu~ck with a very sharp knife, then scalded in the 1oilin~ wate~ The hair and dirt were then scrt~ied off ~nd they were a pretty lieht color as they hune from a rack tu 1~ dreg~ed. When the work was completed, the quests c oked chltterlin~2 and niade ~ar~ecue to ~e ~er ved with the u.sual gi~ercakeandpermmon~~1~iey then dre~i~ed In their co1~r~t..~w&amp; jda~ ~arment~, dyed with maple and dogwood lark, to en~a~e in promenades, cotillions, etc., to the time of a cj~iilll ins tru.ment.   On Sunday, church ~eryiceg were held at Did. Ll~1erty Church where seats in the rear were proTided for all adu.lt s1a~es. The small children were not allowed to attend these ser~lces , ~u.t they frequently sneaked away from home and attended in spite of the restriction. It was exDedient that they also leave lefore the dioge of the serTice,  sut ~fte~ lin~ered onth~e roadside and waited  for Mr. }~iff to pass. He d ~to ~ and ask them where they s ~ and a~ they danced ap and dovni they replle.d in choru.s: ~We ~e  seen to church, Master; w~ ve  seen to church.    The presence of slave Yibitorg wa~ not encouraged, for ~r. TT~iff ~.siially purciia~ed women with children and there were no married cou~le~ livin~ on his place. }~owe~er, y oun~ N~ro men would often sneak In the ~aiin~ at nl~ht ~ ~ usually comln~ throt~h Lhe windows and. ~i~lt with their ~weetheartg.  Gifts of handkerchIefs and earrings were ~m~~~led In gtriotly a~aln~t </p>
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fte rules of the 1~ia~ter. .  Children tattler~ kept Mr. Huff informed re~ardtn~ the haDpenin~s in the quarters, ~ut their silence could ~e ~ou~ht with a few shin plasters. Th1~  ~hush~ money and that made from .runnini errands were enou.~h to keep the children $u.pplied with sDendin~ change. Often, when their childish prattle had caused some adult to ~e punished, !trs. }tuif wo~ld keepThern in the ~ house for a ni~ht to escape thewrath of the offender.   All food \was raised on the plantation 3r~d cooked in the family kitchen. Every one had the same kind. of food ~nd the game caught or killed ~y the elder ~on~ was a delicacy relis~ ed iy all. ~rhen the family meal was ~er~ed, a rni~chievous collection of ~lack  children would ~ometime~ crawl under ~he ta~l~ and meddle with each person seated there. Instead of iein~ sco ded, they would receive luscious mors~l~ from tI-~e hands of the diners. Mrs. Huff often lau~hin~ .ly stnted that she knew not vfrich was. mor~ armoyin~  ~ ~1h~~-~i ~   t1~e children or th~ c}~ickens, as neither ~- djsCiDli~~,    ?ro~aily ~ec~inse of th~ ~isence of maie ~la re~, no shoe-ix~ke~~ v~is maintained. Fco~vi~ar for th~. entire ~rou~ was purchased at ~tron~ ~ $h e Stare in Macon.  ~ ~ 3uDer~titiori was u.~ually a part of the life of a slaTe. ~Those  ~eekin~ to esc~p~ from a cruel Master as~d to ru s turpentine on the soles of their feet to Drevent capture. Others collected qu.antitie2 of soil from a &amp;raveyard and sprinkled lt in their tracts for a certain distance. Both of these preca~itions were used to throw the dota off scent. Refugee slates often found </p>
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~ ~ ~uu~If~      shelter on Mr. EuJ~ ~  estate, vihere they were assisted in further fii~ht ~r the I~uff L~e~roes. Those who remained in the woods were fed re~al~rly.   Mr. Iru~ was not in Thvor of einancipatin~ the s1aTes~ One o ~ his 53115, Ramsey Hu.ff, foa~ht in the Coiffeder~te Army. .  ~i~e siavc~s rej~iced at every  sit off news which they heard re~ardjn~ th~ pro ~a~ilitf of i~.~ir  ~~in~ freed ~sy the Yankees. ~)urin~ the latter part of the ~ people from Macon jou.rneyed to the ou.t1yin~ swampy sections to hide ~heir ~alixa~&amp;les, many of which were i~ever recovered.  Mr. I~aff own~d a place in Foust fl Count:T ve1~ere he h1(~ most o! his provision:;   ~ut these were stolen  before the close o~ the wrr.    ~ew Yankees who visiied his home did little damage beyond the destruction of a tumiD ix~tch.   ~7hen the w~r ended,  Tr. Fu~ vi~u~1d not tell his slaves they were for, ~ re~ it was said, that he hated the tho~i~ht o ~ a Ne~ro ~e!n~.  a~:~ to wear a s tarc~ed Ehirt. Slaves f~roni nei~h~or~n~. plantations spread the news. A few days later i~rs. Huff retu~i~ned from a trip to :.~con and ~ailed all the children to~eth~r to tell them that, even tho ~i~h they were free, they v~~uld h~ve to rerna~n with her until they were twenty~-one. Little Mary exclaimed loudly  i~rn freel I wonTt stay ~er~ at alU    ~JLen the Ernanci~ati~n Proclamation was made pa~li~, the Yankee soldiers ~ a dinner in i~acon ~rall ITe~roes and poor \~hites who cared to cornes A line was formed on the outside of the ~ui1c~jn~, 1:1 which the dinner was served and no one was alloued to enter unless he was in poor circumstances. ~?ood o ~ eTery des.cri22tiOn </p>
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5.  was served in &amp;iundance and all admitted were allowed to   eat as    ~r~p:ch ~s they desired.  Annie I~u~ moved to Macon when she was freed and her daa~hter, Mary, now ei~hty se~en years old, was reared here. She attri~siiteS her 1on~ life to th~ excellent care she has always taken of hers~l~.       Th.iff, Mary, 561 Cotton Avenue, Macon, Georgia e </p>
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Vi ~ ) ~ ~ ~         ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ 4~ ~ .  ~  deUa~ 4~v~ ~ ~ r:~ ~ ~ . . ~~Ji   ~). )~ ~  Whitley,      ~ .. . ~ : t~t~ . 4-28~37        . ~      Ex~$1ave      #51. .   DISTRICT 7    ~       ~~~~~~~1~-~~  1L~l_ J . s-t~__~~r     ~BTA~ ffUfl    ~ ~  -1 ~  ~     ~ . 014 Slav. :5t~i7 ~  . ~.    Bryant Huff ~was the son of ja~te ~ and. Daniel Huff wko were born on ~ neighboDing plantations between Cernack end~ Augusta. They WS?e aai rie&amp; while they atill belonged to ieperate ~ ~ners   but   when  Maree  Juss Rigei SCn, to whom Janie belonged, decided to. move, h bought Daniel in Order t~at ba nii~tt ilys with his wits and family. They mo~vsd to Ieri en County an~ it  was here that Bryant ~aa born. He was one of twelve children. Bryant e early life was not one to inspire pleasant ~emoriea for hL~ master, a hbgbly educated san; ardent church workxs, had a cruel natUr. and a temper that knew~. no bounde. Owning 800 aeree of lend in a fatrly level section, he . ruled his email kingdma with en iron ~ hand. Bryant  s father, Daniel   was the only man iho did not feer  MSI S8~ Rigsrsona .  Th. quarters consisted of poorly constructed cabins With worse intsri s.  There were no bed, only bunks made of two poise balancing aides. nei18d t. the walls. Rags sud old clothing ee~ed ai a ttrsss ~fl4 ~ other furniture was t~qna11y bad. Food was cocked on an open flr.plac. and ths frying pan was the st importent utensil ; vegetables were ~ j~ a swiaging ksttls. ~Its gridd1s~ tood averal ~ frc~ th. f1ocr.~, ~n three small psgs . ~ ~ I the ai ddle a  pin  was placed so that th  grit~d1e mi ght revolve as the bread ~ste.   cooked on the aid. near the hottest pert of the firs. Matches, a luxury, were then sold in ~11 boxes the sis, of the average emuff bom at ton cents per box.  All th  slav s worksd fr  s~riss to suasst ; ths majority did field werk.  Wesen   as well as ~n   shersd f~ ~  ~fl ~ y~ nst old enough tO bi sent to the field, minded hors.s   ! v. ss to end frein the pasturs   end did chores er md the  big hous.~. A tow w~em prepared aals and snper~ </p>
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 - ~ ~ ~ Page 2. 239    iaed a ~oup of younger gir1~ who did geneiel work ta the big houaf.   Sunday wa~ ths only da~ of reet and usually ai . the a4uit8 attended church. On thia plantation a ehureh With a colored Mjni8t.r was provided and eer.  yi@es, while conducted on the sane crder es those ot the white churchee, were much longer. Gsn.z ally children w.re not a11ov~d to attend church, but occasionally this privilege Was granted to one. .  Huff recalls Vividly his first ~ieit to SUU687 eerylese. Being very anall and .ag.r to attend he sat p.detly by hia mother s Bide end gazedwith wonder. at the ~1niater and congregation. An saotional uutburst was pert of the services end so many of the ~e1eterB  got ~happ7W that the child, not having witnessed such a scene be~CT~e   was frightened ; as the mabsi  of shouters inexeased, he ran tr a the b~ti1d1ng screaming in terror.   ~ of the 12 children in his taaily, 2 were ~ The sidsat child, Earrist,  owned by a Judge who lived ca a n.i~hboring plantation, returned to the family after ~encipation. The father left h~o in a tit Of anger be- ~ ~ cane. cae of hie children had been whipped. Tb. master, knowing ht ~I.voted he was to his wife, placed her and her tnf~t child in Jail. Sh~tIy afterward, the father returned and was allowed to visit his Wif  end tO go umiioleeted. A few wike later he ea~ back to the jail, end was a11~ed to enter   as before   but when r.ady to leave   was told that he was there for safe keeping. The next day, he and hie eon, 3ohnte, wire sold to a~ sp.calators who pr~iied to carry thai so far away that they emild not return. As Daniel l.ft, h. told his wife to wait for hia to r.turn, whether lt be months or years. She gri.v.~1 over his dsperturs and refuied, &amp;1thOU~h urged, to marri again. A few months before the closo of. the civil Wer, her husband appeared and reuained on ths plantation until ~senetpatton. ~obntewae aecidently killed shortly after his departure. </p>
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Page5. 242   After freedoe was declared, Bryant Huff  a family moved everal  miles ~frc~ the..Rigex S n plantatiOn to One owned  by~ an elderly wcmen. They ran frcm a sean master but their flight was : a  leap fr i the trying pan 1n~ to~ the fire      ~cr thi s wcmen proved even worse ~ than their ~ iormer master. At  the clo e of the war the 1.1.1. was very aetiv  and their ~earfu . exploits made them the terror of the stares. A b d ot the latter was org~ized . to attempt to curb the K.LK. activities. Neither gang knew who was a member of the other   ~ but their clashes were frequent   One night the, LX. L ap~ pOred at the Huff cabin and when admitted took the fath r, an uncle, and a man named Mansfield frc  the house. ~ After forcing   the father to break a g~a which he had borr~ed fr~ Mr. Rigsrscn, they beat him ao brutally that his arm Was broken. The uncle, a minister who preached a type of doctrine that they liked, was unharmed. Mansfifid, aeeuaed of beixig a member Of th anti-K.K.L gang, was beaten un~rcifully. While this was being done, two members of the gang returned to the houis where   they searched the back ro i (men slept in the front roai, the~wcEen end ehildren in the rear) to see if any adults wer. ieretsd there. The small bcye under the bed said  Don t harm us, we re only children . After thu outrage, done at the request of the mistress, the Huff fsaIIy moved back to the Rigereon plantation. Mr. Rigereon s harsh dispositica was broken after the CivU War snded end he  repented of his seyere trea~ent of his former slaves. Denial Huff whc he had despised arid feared, becan. hie beet friend who nursd him until death. Huff s wife received three acres Of groundand two houses frcmher former nester kho also gav her an apo~L~ for his past meanness end stated that he wisbM to provide her *1* t he.. for life.  During this period martial law prevailed in the South. The Yankee troops, placed in every town   were the only police present and all cases frem the county were presented to them for .ttlement.  A few years after enoipation,. Bryant thin a young men, ran away fron hma end apprenticed b~ine.1t to a physician who ~ became interested in his thirst for </p>
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Written by:   iMited by: Sadie B. ~iornsby Athens, Georgia   Sarah H HaIl Athens ~- yl ore nce Ble ase ;rohn N. Booth Augusta, Georgia. i9QO~~!~          PlANTA TION LIRE as re la ted by Ex~Slave:   EASTER HUFF 125 Rockspring St , Athens, Georgia. </p>
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.i~ ~fl~(1(~()~)  J~ - .&amp; ~ ~ ~  -  r~  )  1 ~              EASTER HUFF ~i3~-~ ~- &amp;~J2   Easter eagerly complied with the request for the story of her life,  ~I done forgot a heap I knowed, but I allus loves to talk t oout de old times.   She declared solemnly. .  Dis young race lives  F30 fE~S~ dey needs to know what a hard time us had     III was borned in Oglethorpe County on Marse J~abe Sn~ith s jlantation. I don t  za~ctly know how old I is, but I was jus  a chap ~ihen de war ended. Easter is my right naine, but white folkses calls rie Esther. Mammy was Louisa Smith, but I don t know nothint  b.o~it lily gram ma,   cause she died   fore I was born, and she done de cookin  in de white folkse s house   I can  t tell you nothin!  bout neither one of my gram  pas.    Us slep  on corded beds what had high postes and ruffled curtains  round de foot. i)e beds what had curtains all  round de top of deni high postes was called teester beds. When all dem curtains was fresh washed and starched, de beds sho  did look grand. Chilluns slep  on pallets on de flo  .  ttMarflrny was a plow hand, but us chillun didn  t do nothin   much  cept eat and play and sleep in de ~grass  UI she got in from de fiel  evvy night. De big old cook house had a partition tcrost it, and on one ~iide Aunt Peggy done all de cookin  for Old Marster  s household and for de slaves too. On de udder side of de partition. . 1. fas de loom room whar Aunt Peggy weaved all de cloth and Mrs. Lacy :~iines, what lived on another plantation not far f um us, ruade all our </p>
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age~ 2. clothes.,  . . .   ~1Chi11uns didn t know riothin   bout gittin  no mohey of dey own  tu atter de war. Marni~ she made h r little money knlttin  socks, and patckiin  clothee at night, and she had done saved up nigh ~4O.OO in Confederate money. ~ Dey called it Confederate shucks atter de war  cause it warntt no goodno more den, and she let us chiLlun play wid it. ~ shin plasters was confederate money for a~ low as 25 cents. ~ ~    Victuals dem days warn*tfancy lak dey is noy~~ but Marster allus seed dat us had plenty of milk and butter, all kinds of greens for bilein ,  tatoes and peas and sich la.k. Chilluns et cornbread soaked in de pot liquor what de greens or peas done been  ~iled in. Slaves never got much meat. Dey mixed butter wid home r~ade syrup and sopped it up widcornbread. Dere warn t much wheat bread for slaves.   uflere was a good  possum hound on de plantation what was a-fine rabbit dog too, and Marster let us use hirn to ketch us lots of   possuxns and rabbits. De mens went seinin  at ni~ht in Buffalo Crick what run thoo  Marse Jane s place. Dey used to put back all de little fishes and de turkies and tarrepins.  Possums was baked wid sweet   tatoes and rabbits was parbiled ixi a big old open fireplace in big pots and skillets. Marster had one big gya.~den whar enough was growed for evvybody on de: whole plantation, but some of de slaves was  lowed to have deir own little gyardens and cotton patches what dey wukked on moonlight nights. </p>
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Page 3.       De gal chillun in dem days wore little slips, and de boys had shirts split up de sides. Dey just wore one piece in summer, no drawers or nothin . In de winter us. hadgood warm cIothe~, made Qut of coarse ausen~urg (osnaburg) c1ot~. Us wore de same clothes Sundays  as evv3rday, Only us was~&amp;posed to put  ~em on clean on Sunday mornin . A colored nrnn named Clark Dogget nzade our shoes out of rough red  leather what never had bee n dyed or e olored up . none   Sometime s ~nuei w ould have t O he ip him wid de shoernakint    ~On Sundays M~xnrriy would c omb ~y hair and .pt~t a clean dre sa on me, and den take nie to de white folkses  church at Salem, wh~. dere was two rows of benches in de back for slaves. Rev. Brantley Calloway was de pastor, and Rev. Patri k Butler~preaehed too.   .~I never seed no. baptizint s or fun als in ala~er~ days, but atter anybody wa&amp; buried Mammy tu.k us to da graveyard and letus look ~ de grave. Dey allus put a fence made wid pine poles  rou~id de grave. Some few of de slaves might have read de i3ible a little, but dar warn t none what could write. .    $1 jined church  cause I was converted and had done changed my way of livint   I think folkse s ought to be   ligi ous ~ so dey can help others to live lak de Bible says.   ~Marse Jabe Smith was   good white man. He was a grand fiddler and he used  to call us to de big house at night to dance for him. I couldn t do nothin   cept jump up and down and I sho  did git tired. Marse Jabe warn t married. He raised his brother s chillun, but dey was all grown when de war come on. </p>
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  Page 4~    .!I done clean forgot de ~naxne~of M rster s oversee~:and I don  t ricollec  how many aore~ was in dat plantation, but it~ sho    was a.big one. Derewas  bout 2 gz,ow~ ~1ave~, and a lot of Ni~ggar chillun roinpint round. De overeeer got  em up about three  clock and dey stayed in de field   til~sundown ~ fore dey started for de house.    !Then dey got f um~ de fields at night, de ~tqmans spun, ~   mended, and knit   and . de z~e~ns wukked in deir gyardens and cotton patches. Winter nights dey ~1aited baskets and made hoes collars. All de Blaires knocke.4 off at twelve o clock Sadday. Dere was allus soniepint to do on Sadday night ~ frolics., dances, and sich lak. Dey picked de banjo and knocked ou tin pans for music. to dance by. Bunda~ was a rest day. Slaves visitetheac~i other or went to churc1~ i~f dey wanted to, but dey had to git a pass.   *1 seed dem patteroliers on hosses jus  goin  it~down de  big road. I seed  em aim  1~iggers deymet if dey hadpasses. Atter dey looked at d  passes, dey would let tern go on. But ifa slave was cotched widout no pass dey would 1~eat him most n1gb~ to death. If us had patterollers to keep Niggers f um~ gallivantint  round so much now days, dar wouldn t be so much devilment done.   0 Some of de slave a j us  had to be whupped ~ cause dey wouldn  t behave . On our plantation, ~ de overseer done de whup~pin  ; Yarse J~abe never totched  em. ~xnniy told us  bout seem  slaves put on de block in Virginny and sold off in droves lak hoeses.    Didn t none of Mar8e Jabe s Niggers runoff to de North dat I lcnowed  bout. One Nigger named Barlow what was too lazy to wuk in </p>
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Page ~ 5. 249~   de field slipped off to de woods and made hisseifa den to live in. He made baskets, footmats, and brooms,  and used to corne QUtat night and sell tern. Dey saId he would stealde white folksest hogs, chickens, and.jus  anythin  he could put his hands On. If dey ever  ~ . cotched him, I don  t know nothin  about it. Manuny used to skeer us ~rett~y nigh to death at night when she wanted us to go on to bed. She said if us didn  t go to sleep Barlow sho  would git us.   ~ Oh~ us did have a time at Christmas. Dey would hav  ~le nty to eat ; eggnog and all sorts of good things     and some time s ixiefle and   omans got drunk and cut up . Marse ~ Jabe allus give us a little ehe ese to eat Christmas time . On New Year  s Day all de slave s went to de b 1g house for a C OUflC I 1 . ~rse Jabe would talk to ~ em and counsel  ein for de New Year and tell tern how to live.    Cornshuckin  st Y .ssum   I ri~llect s ~ o ornehuckin  s   De folkses cornedf um all de plantations close  ~round. Atter dey was thoo  wid shuckin  de corn, dey gathered  round a long table in de yard. Marse Jabe had de prettiest level yard you ever seed; it was swept so niae and clean. De victuals was piled on dat tble, and dey give us great kegs of apple ~nd peach brandy.    Mammy used to tell us  bout Raw~head an  B1oody~bones if us didn  t go to bed when she wanted to go -out. Us sho  would pil~~  in i_fl a hurry th~n, and duck under dat kivver and most nigh die  cause us \ ,,as skeered to look out lessen he inought be dar atter us.   .*Marsa ~Tabe was mighty good to his slaves when dey got sick. I seed Mammy sick once. Dr. Lunpkin Landon was sont atter. De </p>
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Page 6. 25() slaves would g t fever weeds and sweetguni bark, bile  em together, and take de tea for colds, coughs, and fever. Dey wore little sacks of aesfidity (assafoetida)  round day necks to keep off disease, and strung hollow treadsass (treadsalire) roots on strings lak ne ckl ac e s and hung   em   r o und d e babie s   ne ok s t o make ~ em teethe easy.    Soon atter de surrender, Marse Jab.e told his Niggers~  dey was free as he was, but dat he didn t want nary one to leave him. He wanted  em to stay wid him he said, and he offered to ~ay  em wage s   Be re war n  t nary one wha t le ft . Ma~rny wukke d and plowed right on lak she done before. ~tter I was big enough, I went to Lex n ton to wuk for Mrs. McWhorter.    When I married Bob Willin hain, I sho  had a nice weddin . I was married in a blue merino dress. My underskirt was white a&amp; snow wid trirnmin  s on it. I wore long drawer~s what was trimmed fancy at de bottom. Our white folk5es give us lots of cake, turkey,  ham, and sich lak for de weddin  feast. Our only child was named 1 innie, and dere was five of our grandchillu.n, but dey s all dead now but two. One lives in Cincinnati, Ohio, and I lives wid de udder one w} a t w uk s a t de o ha.p t e r hou s e he re   ~ t te r ~ ob d I e d   I mar ri. e d Lurnpk in :~ff, but us didn t have no weddin  dat time. De preacher just come to my house and married us. I went to ~lberton wid  im, but he was ~o mean I didn  t live wid   lin but eight n~onths before I corne back to ~ti1ens.    Dey used to have a song  bOut Mr. Lincoln when I was a little C~Lap, but I done forgot it. No 1~. am, I don t know nothin   bout Mr. </p>
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 ) r  Page 7.t~sJ .Davi s and. i30 oker Washin  t on   Dem days I neye r heerd much    o out folkses away off f u.ti here.   III b lieve 1~5~ done told you all I k ow~  bout back days. I don t know nothin   bout dese fas  present day ways o  hum  . When I was a chap and got a whup,pin  and Mammy heerd  bout it I got another one. Now dey takes you to de law. Yes Ma am, for myE3CII I d rather have de old days wid good Old.Marster to take keer of me.  I              </p>
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Written By:     B~dited By; Miss Grace M Cune Athene    ~ Sarah H. IIa)~ . Athena ~.  and ~  John N. Booth   . District Supervisor Federal Writers  Project Residences No. ~6 &amp;  1  Augusta, Georgia Sept. 21, 1938. 100222          ~ As~ yI~w~ ~ </p>
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 ~~:      Lina ifunter ~x-Siav    . M  about 90 270 BaIley Street Athens, Georgia     Lina Hunter s weather-~beaten house ne8tlea at the foot of a long hill, and several large ehinaberry trees Lurnish shade 1~or tier well-kept yard. As the visitor hesitated before the rickety frc~nt steps aomeone called from inside the house,  Chile, do be keertui on dein old steps  cause dey might tall wid you; dey done went through wid some ot dese ohillun here.    The tall mulatto woman wno e&amp;me to the door had tiny plaits of white hair that covered her head in. no apparent design. Her taded print dress was clean, and she wore badly scuffed brogan stioes several sizes too large on  ner stookingles$ reet. Lu answer to an InquIry she replied:   Dis is Linats house, and I is Lina. Have a cheer out here on   e porch, please, marn,  cause de gals is ironin  th de house and dem  ~ire buckets sno make it hot in dar.  . . . oD    Lina readily a&amp;reed to teU/her li~Ce in the  ante bellum period. I  members all  bout slavery ttnie,~  sne laugned,  cause I was right dar. Course 1 warn t ~rown-up, but I was big enouguto ~aolp ~reat~-granny Rose look atter all dem otner slave enhllun. whilst deir raaminies </p>
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 . ~ ~ ~ ~ : ~  :   ~ ~                    and daddies was in de field at wuk.   ~  Anneand Peter Billups was my xnain~ny and daddy, and my granddaddy and ~randmamrny was ~ Washin   ton and  Tiller Billups; all of  eia belonged to Old Marster ~ ~  STack Billups. Marse Jack stayed in Athens, but his  p1ant~a.tion, whar I wasborned and whar ail my  olkswas borned and raised, was  way down in Oglethorpe County, I dontt rightly know howold I is,  cause all Marster s old records Is done dot. lost or  stroyed, evvy blessed one of  em, but I se been here a mighty long time.    Honey, dat old plantation was sho one big place. Back o~ ae big house, whar de overseer lived, was JUSt rows and rows o~ slave cabins . Dey stacked  em up out of big 1o~s jus  lak dey made hog-pen fences. All de cracks  twixt de logs was chinked  p tight wid red mud and   let me tell you, honey   dey was keerful to lay   on so much red mud over dem sticks dat chimblies on our place never did ketch Lire lak dey did on some olb de places whar dey done things sort oi~ shIftless lak. Dem cabins had two rooms and. a shed r oz~ crost de back whar dey done de cookin . Two Lamblies lived in evvy cabin.  ~    Dey allus had plenty to cook,  cause dere was plenty or victuals raised on Marse Jack s place. Chillun was all 1~ed up at de big house whar Marse Garner, de overseer, lived. Deir mammies was  lowed to come in </p>
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. ~  .~ ~ . . ~ . .~ ~  . ~ ~ ~ .4~_ ~  ~ ~  ~ ..~ ~                     dem old muffin irons here, but de lid got brok  Oft and.desebereboys done lost  em diggin  i~n d  ground wid  em. Dem victuals cooked~on open tire-pla es   . was mighty Line, and I wishes you could hve a chance  to see jus  how nice dey was.    : vvy kind ot vegetable us knowed anything   bout was raised. right dar on de plaoe and dey had big old lields or corn, oats, rye, and wheat. Us had lots  oX~  ruit trees on de plantation too. Dere warn t no runnin  ori~ to de store evvy time dere was a special   meal to be got up. Corree, sugar, salt, and black pepper was de most Mares Jack had to buy inde way of victuals. Course dey was hard to git in war  times. Parched corn and okra seed was ground together for colfee, arid us bad to git up dirt under old ~moke-~ nouses and bile it down for salt. Dere was allus a little sugar  round de sides of de syrup barr ls, and. us had to make out  wid. dat hot red pepper  tu atter de war was done over a good long. time,  fore dore was any more black pepper shipped in. ~ite of all dat, Honey,  dera was good old days.      Marster raised enough cows, sheep, hogs, caickens, and turkeys l1or us tohave all ~a~*eat us needed. 11e had lots ot mules and oxen too. Dey used de mules for  most of de </p>
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 ~i~ i ~     plowin  and tor goi~n ~ to miU~, and dontt  q~it lt took plent.y o1~ gQixi  to miU,. to teed as xnanyNt~gei~ . a  our Marster had. Lordy, Ladyl . I never knowed  ~ aow many slaves b.e owned. Oxen pulled. dem two~w1~ee1e&amp; carts dey hauled in de craps wi.d, and~ -I has. rid to town. in a ox-.cart many. a time, Dein old oxen ~as enough to make a preacher lose his best  ll ion, Dey had a heap of mean ways, but de wust thing dey done was to run spang down in de water evvy tinie dey conie to a crick. It never mattered how deep it was, and you might holler   all day, but dey warn t eoi~iing out o~ dat water ~ dey was good and ready. Dat happened evvy tune dey saw a crick, but dere warn  t nothin.  us could do   bout it, for Marse J~aok sho never  wowed nobody tolay dei~  paws on his stock. ~    Folks wove all deir cloth at home dem days. Dey made up plenty ot cotton cloth ~or hot weather., ftnd. tor de cold wintertime dere warn t nothin  warmer dat u knowed about dan de cloth dey made out o~ ho~e-~i8ed wool. and cotton. Marster kept a slave  dat didn t have nothin  else to do but make shoes ~or elrvybGdy on de place. Yes, main, Honey, dey tanned de hide evvy tirr~e dey kilt a ow. Leather was tanned wid wiaiteoak bark. Ctuiliuu s shoes was rinished of~ Wid brass Icnobs on de to6s, and us  was sho mighty dressed up Niggers when us got on dem shoes wid deirshiny knobs. Little gals  dresses </p>
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 ) r~-  ~) -6- was ruade wid long skirts gathered on to plain waisties. V Dere warn t no showin  de legs lak dey does now. /Little boys had red and black jeans suits made wid waisties and  britches sewed together in rront out wid a long buttoned  up openin  in ~e back. Most oi~ de other places jus  put long shirts on little boys, but .dat warn t de way dey done on our place,  cause us didn t belons to no pore roiks. Our Marster had plenty and he did lak to see h~S Niggers fixed up nice. Course in su~inertime none of de otiillun didn t wear nothin  but little slips, so dey could keep cool, but in winter it was di~7iunt. Honey, dem old baln~oral petticoats was some sight, but dey  was sho warm as heil. I see . a piece or one of mine XIDt long ago whar I had done used it to patch up a old quilt.  Omans  dresses w~s made jus  about lak dis one I got on now,  ceptin  I didn t have enough cloth to make ~e skirt Lull as dein old time clothes used to be.  The old woman stood up to snow just now ner dress was fashioned. The skirt, sewed to a plain, close-t~itting waist, was very rull in the back, but plain across the front. lAna called attention to an opening on the left side of the Iront.  3ee here, Cb~ile,  she said,  here s a sno  noug~i pocket. ~Tus  let me turn it wrong side out to snow you how big it  is. Wny, I usea a whole ~5 pound flour sack to n~ke </p>
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it  cause I dontt lak none ot dese newtarigled little pockets . I . lak things ~ de way I was rai$ed. i~is pocket hang$ down inside and nobody don  t see it . ~ De c illuzis fusses  bout my big pocket, but it ain t in noue or deir dresses, and I se sho ~wine to wear  ~em  tU dey is wore out to a gnat s heel. .    Chillun never had to wuk on our plantation  tu dey was big enough to go to de fields, anddat was when dey was arOund 12 to 14 years old. Dey jus  played  round de yards and down by de wash~ plaoe dat was a little ways oft from de big house ona branch dat run from de big spri~ng.~ On wash  days dat was a bu8y place, wid lots o~  omans bending over dem great big wa*h pote and de biggest old wooden tubs I ever seed. D re was plenty racket  round de battlin  block whar dey beat de dirt out ot~ de clothes, and dey would sing long as dey was a- washin  .   ~    Marster was slw good  t~ ~ai3 Ni~ers ail de time. Course he made  eni wuk  1e88 dey was sick. Cniliu  never had nothin  to do  cept eat, sleep, and play. ~vvy time ~arse Jack come out t hie plantation he brung eand:y for all de ~ it warn t in no little sacks neither; dere wa~allus plenty for  em all, and it was a mig~ity big crowd of Us. Marster loved to come out on Sundaysto see us chillun git our </p>
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heads combed. Honey, dere sho was ho J.erin  on dat place when dey started ~ wukin   on us wid dexa j im crow oombs what was iade lak a curry comb  ceppin  dey w~rn t quite as wide acrost. When dem Jim crow combs ~ot stuck in dat tan~1ed, kinky wool, d~flhI dein chillun aidntt yell, and Marster would l8.ugh and tell Granny Rose to comb it good. ~   Granny  ~ose larnt me to keep clean and Lix myself  UI) nice, and, Honey, I ain t got too old to primp up:.now.   Qne thiXi~ dIs old Nigger ain t never done is to put hair straightener on her head,  cause de i3lessed Lord. sont me here wid kinky hair, ana I se gwine  way  ~rom here wid aat same old .Ldniy hair. It s wnite now, out dat ain t no i~ult oi: mine. Honey, I sno do trust dat Good Lord. Why, I  member wnen I used to pull out my own teeth; I jus  tied a string  round  em, laid. down on ray bed and said,  Lord, I is in your hands,  ana. den I would give dat string a hard yank and out corne dein damn teeth.    Yes, mani, I se seed slaves sold. Dey jus  put dem Niggers up on de block and bid  em oif. A smart wor~er brou~ht a oi~ price, ano.a good breedin   oman suD did letch de money,  cause all de white tolks did lak to  lave plenty chilluri  round. Dem oreedin   omans never done no wuk a t all; dey made other slaves wait -8  2Go </p>
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 . -.9- 261    on  em  tu atter cleir babies was borned. ~ilave  omans what had babies was sont back from de fields in de xriornin  and atter dinner so dair babies could suck  tu atter dey was big enough to eat bread and railk; den dey was kept wid de other chillun for C~ranny Rose to keer ~or.    Slaves didn t even ~it married lak ftiks does now. Dere warn t none oi~ dein newtangled licenses to buy. All dey had to do was tell i~iarster dey wanted to marry up. If it was all right wid him he had  em jump over a broom and. dey was done married. Slaves couldn t ~it out ana. do no courtin  on other plantations widout deir xaarsters icnowed it,  cause dey had to have passes to leave de place whar dey lived. II  dey was brash enough to go oft widout no pass de paterollers would cotch  ein for sho, and dey would nigh beat  ein to death. Dat didn t stop courtin ,  specially on our place,  cause dey jus  tuk anybody dey laked; it didn t matter wi~3se man or  oman dey had.   9viarster ha  a bi~  oid ~inhouse on de plantation about 2 miles trorn de oig h~use, but I never seed in it,  cause dey aidn t  low  omans and chillun  round it. De mei~tolKs said dey hitchec~ up mules to run it, and uat aey had a cotton press inside de ginhouse. ~ey said it was a neap 011 trouble to git rid o1~ all dem old cotton  seeds dat piled up so fast in ~innin  tune. Dere was a great bi~ wuk-s~iop on de place to3, wnar dey fixed evvy  </p>
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. .. .~ . ~ ~   ~..  . : ~ : ~. ~ ~ ~ :     ~ ~ ~ ~ ~                   .thing, and .dat was wh~r dey rnaae corrin8 When anybody r  died.   Yes, marn, eviryth1n~ was niade atr hcvme, e~en down  to de eoftins. . . . ~ ~ .~  Dere didn t n~any folks die out back in ~dem good  old days, teause dey was made to take kee~ of deirseirs. Dey had to wuk hard, but dey et plenty and went to bed regtlar evvy night in wuk time.   When one of  eflidid~ die out, deir m asure was tuk and a coffin was made ~ ~ up and blackened   tu it looked right nice . . Whenever dore was a corpse cn de place Marster didn t make nobody do no wuk, toept just look atter desto~k,~  tilatter de buryin . Dey fixed up decorpses nice. Yes, main, sho as you is bored, dey did; dey made new clothes for tern and buried  em decent in de graveyard on de place. Marse Jaok seed to d~at~ Dey put de coffin ~ a wagon, and e folks walked to de graveyard, Dere was crowds of  em; dey cone from jus  evvy whar. A preacher, or some member o~ deir marster s taxnbly, said a prayer, de Loiks sung a hymn, and it was all over.  Bout de biggest buryin  u~ ever had on our place was ror a   oman dat drapped dow~i. in de path and died when she was coznin  in from de field t  nuss her baby. Yes, u iam, she was right on de way to Granny Rose s cabin In de big house yard.    No, mani, I ain t Corgot when de Yankees oome~to our place. Dat was right atter de end of de war, not long atter us had been told  bout freedom. When us </p>
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.~1i-   ~    .heared dey was on deir way us tuk and hid. ail de sturr us could   ~ but   dey sho tore up dat place . Dey tuk all de meat out of de smokehouse and cive it to de Ni~gers, but deir bellies was already tull arid dey didn t need it, 80 dey give it backto Marse Jack soon as dein sojers was cone.  Fore dey 1e~t dem Yaxiicee  sojers tuk Marse Jaekts mules and horses slap out of de piows and rid  em ofr, and left deir old wore~out stock rigb~t dar.    Freedom didt t niake   so many changes on our place ri~iat at Lust, teause most ot de slaves stayed ~ ight on dar, and things went on jus  lak dey nad  tore dere was any war. Marse Jaekhad done told  eni dey was free, but dat dem what wanted to stay would be tuk keer of same as  fore de war. Dere warn t many what left, neither,  cause Marse Jack had been so good to evvy one ot  ein dey didn t want to go  way. .    1-loney, back in dein good old days us went to church wid our white tolks. ~3laves sot in de gallery or in de back ot de church. I se been to dat old Cherokee Corners Ohuroh more tixnesdan I knows how to count,  bLUt de tust baptiz~n  I ever seed was at de old St. Jean cuiuroh; dere was jus  three or four baptized dat day, but Lordy, I never aid hear such prayin , shout-S in , ana singin , in all my born days. One old  oman come up out ot dat crick a~shoutin   bout she wa~ walk- </p>
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 ~  2~4~~   in  ~ through de pearly  sates and ~ wearin  g lden slippers, b~t I looked downat her roots and what Sh~ had on look~ ed more lak brogans to nie. I kin~still he~i~ our old songs, but lt s jus  now and den dat dey coiue back to fly mind. ~   For a xi~oxaent Lina was quiet, then she said,  Honey,. I wants to smoke my old pLpe so bad I kin in~ost taste it, but how in hell kin I smoke when I ain t had no  baccy in two days? Chile, ain t you ~ot no  baccy wid you, jus  a little  bacoy? You done passed de nighest store tbout 2 miles back toward town,   she said,  but it you will pay for j some  baocyi~or Line, soins oi~ dose ~ood for nothin  ohillun kin sho go ~it it quiek and, whilst dey s dar, dey might as well git nie a little coffee too,. 1C you kin spare de criange.  The cash was supplied by the visitor, and Lina so on started the chi~ldi en ofr running.  It you at ops airy a minute,  she told them,  I se gwine te~ke de hide ofren your backs, s io  as you is borned.  As soon as they we~ e oui; of sight, she returned to her oha~ir and started talking again.    Yes,rnarn, Honey, ~things went on  bout de same old way atter de war.  Suddenly the old woman lea~ped to her feet and began shouting,  Bless God A mighty~ Praise de Lords I knows de key to prayers. I se done pra~yed jus  dis ruornin  for de Lord to send me some  baccy and coffee, and God is done sont Missy wid de money to answer my </p>
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prayer. Praise de Lords I ae glad I se here,  cause I coulda beengone and mls8ed my  baccy and. corfee. Praise Gods I se gwliae to smoke .~.at damned old pipe one niore time.  She setzed the visitor by the shoulder as she shouted,  I sho laks your looks, but you may be de devil i~or all I knows, andyou may be t~xin  to put me in de ohain~ang wid all dis here writijat, but  here she gave the startled vi8itGr a. ~ shake that almost pull~ ed her out oi~the chair,  Daum, it I dofl t lak you anyhow.  . . . .   Her granddaughter, Caille, came out on the porch to see what was wro~ng with Lina.  Granny,  she said,   fi wouldn t talk ~ ~issy wlll.think you Is dat  way all de time.~ ~    Git back to yci~  ironin    gaL,   ~ said Lina.    ~I knows I talks right smart ugly. Didn t my Miss  Fannie tell me one tix~ie she was gwine to put potash in my mouth to clean lt out? Now, Nigger, I said glt,  fore 1 hIts you.  Her grau&amp;mother started toward her, and Caille lost no time going Inside the hou8e. LIna went back to her chair, and as she sp~t down started slng.~.ng. With each note her toues grew louder. The words were somethln~ like this:   God A rni~hty, when my heart beGIns to burn And dat old. wheel begins to turn, . Den, Oh, Lords Don t leave me here.  </p>
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 It seemed from the lengith ot her. chant that the wheels would turn indefirx1te).~y, but no sooxie~ had she 1 in~ ished that sons, than she started another.   ??Then my old ma~u~y died a-shoutin ., All de friend I hack done died and gone. She died a.prayixi , shedied a-prayln .  . ttLri dat day dat you died, dat you died,  . Gwine to be a star risin  in dat mornin . Didn t you hear  ein saar, .~!gwine to be a s~. Star risiri  in de mornin .   De Christians ai . will know in dat day, Dat myold manmiy died a.ishoutin , died a- shoutin ,  Cause dat star sho gwine to be dar.  ROh, LordL Don t leave me now, Oh, Lordi  But guide me all  long de way,  long de way. .  Cause I se in trouble, tht I am. LordL Oh, Lords don t leave nie now.     Honey, I jus  reels lakprayin  and cussin  too, at de same time, but it s  cause I se. so. happy. mere I is, I se nigh  bout crazy. ~It Old Marster could jus  ~ oack I d sno have plenty o1~ evvything I needs,.   ni t members dein old irolic8 u~  , when li arvest times was over, and all dat corn was piled up ready tor de big eornsnuckin  . ifoney, us sho had big old times. Us would cook for three or I our days gittin  read~y tor de Least dat was to tollow de cornshuokin . De tust thing dey done was  loot a general to load orr de singin  and keep it goin  so d~e taster dey sung, de taster </p>
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 ~15~ 2G? dey shucked de corx~. ~vvy now and den aey passed de corn liquor  rounci, arid dat hoiped  era to wuk taster, and evvy Nigger dat 1~ound a red ear got a. extra swig of  1i~uor. Atter de sun went down dey wuked right on by de light of  pine torches and bonI ires. i)eni oid pine knots would burn I~or a long time an throw a rine bright ligtit. Honey, it was one grand sight out dar at night wid dat old harvest moon a-sninin    Lires a.~burnin , and dem old torches lit up. I kin jus  see it all now, and hear dem songs us sung. Dem was such happy times. When all de corn was shucked and dey had done et all dat big supper, dey danced l or de rest of  de nigi-it.    Dey had 1o~roilin s when dere was new ground to be cleared up. De menf olks done most ot dat wuk, but de  omans jus  corne along to fix de big supper and have a good time laughin  and talkin  whilst de rnenf olks was dom  de wuk. Atter de logs was all rolled, dey et, and drui~k, and danced  tu dey 1 ell out. i ll bet you aintt never seed notriint lak dem old break-~downs and dragouts us had dem ni~hts atter logrollin s . Dey sho drug heaps of dem Niggers out. ~    When de harvest moon was ~ as bright as dayli~nt us had cotton piekints. iJera 1g crowds ot slaves would clean out a field in JUS  no ti~ie, and you could hear  ein singin  a lonL  ways ~ whilst dey was a-pickin  dat cotton. Dey  most al us nad barbecue wid all de </p>
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  ~ r~ ~  ~ . ~ . 0 34..   2(i S       rixiri s to enjoy when dey Linished piokin  out de cotton, and. den 1o~s. o~ drinkin  and danein     Bout dat dancin , Honey, I could sb.o eut dem cornera. Danoin  is one thing I more n did lak to do, andi wish I could hear dat old. dance song again. Mi~ss14za Jane, it was, and soxn.e ot de words went lak dis,  Steal  round dem corners, Mis8 Liza .Tane   Don  t slight none   Miss Liza Jane . Swing your partner, Miss Liza Jane.t Dere was heaps and lots more of it, but it ~~S  won t come to me now.    One ni~kit~ not long atter dey sot us free, dere was a big old Nigger breakdown on our plantation, and such a lot of Niggers as you never seed was at dat dance. Whilst us was havin  de bestest tinie, takin  a di~ink  twixt dances, us heared a  oman sereaxui .  lak murder. SvvybGdy run, but us jus  heared a horse runnin  and. dat  oman still hollerin . De menfoiks got on horses and rid all night but dey never did find  em. One oC our gals. was gone; a real young one named Rose Billups. Some damn, no  count Nigger haa done stole  er. Us didn t lam nothin   bout her for nigh onto a year, den she writ to Marse Jack to come atter her. lie went. It was a fur way oft, and. I don  t   member now whar it was   Dat mean man had done most kilt Rose, and had left her wid. a baby. No, main, dey didn t never cotch  im.    ~Nor~n Green had two wives and dey didn t  live Lur from our plantation. I knows  bout dat,  cause In </p>
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years t o corns I 11 ved. on de s arne farm whar dey wa s . It was dis way: his fust wire, TUdy, was s ld off rroiu h1~i In slavery time. 11e got married again, and atter freedom come Tildy come right back to him. He kept both his wives r1~ht dar in de sanie one room cabin. Deir beds sot right  side each other. One wiCe s chilluns. was all boys and de other didn t have nothin  but ~a1s.    Yes, Chile, us wuked hard. I se seed my mammy plowin  in de fields many a time, wid her skirt pixined up to keep it out oI~ de dirt. Yes, mata, us did wuk, but us had a good place to stay, plenty somepin t eat, and. plentyclothes to wear; dere warn t notiain  else us needed.    Missy did you ever hear dat old sayin   bout folks gittin  speckledy when dey gits old? Well,  cordin  to dat old sayin , I se sho been here a mighty long   j time. Jus  look at ray legs.tt She raised her skirts to her knees to display the white specks that stood out in clear contrast on her dark skin,  Dat s a she sign or bein  old roiks,  insisted Lina.   She stood up and~peered down the road, impadent tor the return of the children, who were to bring her tobacco and oori~ee. Finally she saw them corn  over the hill and could hardly restr&amp;in herseir until tney arrived in the yard. Snatching the parcels, as tne children carne up the steps, Lina called out, </p>
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  ~18~         Caflie, come here, gai, ri~ my pipe qulck, and. put dat co~reepot on de fire buoket, tQ USe Glory to GodL I se gwine to smoke my did pipe and drink me one more good cup or corfee.    When Caille finally succeeded In ri11in~ and lightIng Lina $ pipe to suit her, and the old woman had, inhaled with an exaggerated air of satistaction for several moments, she indulged in a few more shouts or  Praise d LordL  then   skie said,  Honey, I   se ready to talk some more flow.. Damned i:C I ain t gwine to git right on talkin  for you,  fore I starts oft sjflgiflt again.    Oh, it s tbout my marriage you wants to know now, is it? Well, me and 3e~T Eunter got married up whilst I was still stayin  on Marster J~k s place. Jefi went to de courthouse and got us a license lak de white folks, and us. had a nice wed4in . My dress was mighty pretty; it was white lawn, made long waisted lak dey. wore dresses den. Mrs. J4zzie Johnson made it, and it had long sleeves, and. a long I~ull skirt wid lots of ruffles. De two petticoats she giinme to wear wid my weddin  dress was ruffled to beat de band and had trixnmin  on evvy ruffle. J:viy weddin  drawers even had ru:tles on  em; I was really dressed up. Us had a big tine supper and two dances. ~ mam, dat ain t no mistake. Us did. have two dances, one was at home, and den us went </p>
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  ~ ~.# j over to my brother s house whar he give us another one and. served cake and wine to de wedd.in  party. Atter us drunk dat wine, it warn t no trouble to dance ror de rest ot de night.    Me ~nd JeiT moved on de Johnson place, and Jerf wuked some ror .drs. Johns~n ~ dau~hter, Mrs. Fannie Dean, but for de most part he wuked in de wagon shop wid air.  i1orn ~.ntnony.    I se s~ii1 ~ot one o1 my old wedd.in  petticoats; I v;ore out i our bodies on it.  Lina e~cused herself and went inside tue house 1er a nioment. ~he returned to the porch with an old fashioned suitcase or ~rip,~ as si~e called it. t?~j3 here s older dan old LIna l s,  she said.  It belonged to k135 Lizzie s daddy, out I sewed it b ck io~ether atter dey throwed it away, and. I se gwlile to kee ) lt 1on~ as I lives.  Sne opened it and took out a petticoat that was yellow wita abe. It was several yards wide and was encircled by numerpus ernbroiiiered rui ~Ies. The skirt was sewed on to a tight, str~i~ tt body-waist that was much newer than the skirt and tii1~ waist was topped b~ a rose~-colore  crocheted yoice. ~ ~iannie Dean xn~de dat br me,u cieclared Llna.  Look a~ dis old blacK shawl. ~ee iiow cig it is ~ iat s what 1 used to wear ~or a wrop ou eduren aye  i0r3 J~ ev~r had a coat. </p>
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 . ~ ~ ~ .. . ~ ~  . ~i~2Q-.~ ~  . ~  I~ se still sleepin  on oneof Miss LIZZie S beds.  Come Inside, I wants you to see it.  A part ot the   t;all headboard had been removed so the bed could be used in a low ceiled rooni~ The footboard was low, and Lina insisted on showing the small double looks that joinedthe side pieces to the head and Loot boards. These are rarely seen now. She was U$lng the orig1x~I old wooden-~framed wire fabric springs, and a straw mattress. As she displayed the latter, she said,  Y~, Chile, I still sleeps on my straw tick,  cause dat s. what I was raised on and dere ain t notiath  sleeps as good as dat old tick when lt s full of good fresh wheat straw.  I   ~ ~ Lina  s coffeepot on the charcoal bucket w~s stea.xn-~ Ing and the visitor prepared to depart so that th  old woman could enjoy her drink while it was fresh and hot. Lina tollowed her to the veranda and said with much enthu~ siasm,  God bless you, Lady. You sho is done made me happy, and Pse swine to pray f~or you evvy day and ask de Lord to take keer oi~ you all de ti~e. I se gwIne to do dat,  cause I wants you to corne back and let rae sing some more of our good old songs for you sometime.  After the house was no longer in sight, Lina s high pitched voice could be heard singing MyQldMamniI Died 3-Shoutin . </p>
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Stone street-Booth ~ ) -~: ~ 1~~~/ ~  Page 3   The slaves dli plenty of hart work done on the plantation. The women labored. all d~ay in the fields and then spun at ni~it. Each one was given the task of spinning six broache8 a week. On Saturday  a white lad~y  reeled off ths spinning and if one or the women had. failed in her task she was severely beaten. The men worked all day and until ten o  clock at night shuck-  ing corn or doing other chores by lamp light.   Every Wedneaday nig,ht the slaves had to go to the spring and wash their clothes by torch light. ~They did have ail day Sunday as a resting period, but they were not allowed to go to church and. no religious services were held. for them. There was one day holiday at Christaas,  but I never heard of a Santa Claus when I wuz a child,  said. Emma.   When a slave died O~k the place he was wrapped in a sheet, put into a pine box, and taken to a liburying ground  where he was put in the ground~ without any services, and with only the imrneciiate family attending. All other slaves on the place had to keep on working just as though nothing had ~appened.   There were no marriages. The slaves being told to  step over the broom stick.  Many families were separate ~ by sale. III recollecte good when Mr. Seaborn Cal .away come over to the place an  bought my G~randma an  some other slaves an  took  em away. We jest cried an  cried an  Grandma did. too. Them white folks bought an  sold slaves that way all the time.     Honey, there wuz one time when them white folks wuz good. to US slaves,  said Aunt Emma,  an  that wuz when we wuz sick. </p>
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Stonestreet-Booth :~: ~ Page~ 4  They would give us homemade remedies  .lks ta~iay tea, comfort root tea, life ever1ast1n~ tea, bonseet tea, ~ar1ic water an  sieh,  eorain  ter what ailed us. Then if we did.n t git better they sont fer the doctor. If we had a misery anywhere they would make poultices of tansy leaves scalded, or beat up garlic an  put on us, Them folks wuz eho   cerne   bout us when we wuz sick,  cause they clidn  t want U8 ter die.    when asked about the war and what she remembered of those terrible times, Aunt Emma slowly shook her head. and~ ea1d~: ~I never wants to live through sich sa~ times no more. Them wuz the hardest an  ths saddest days I ever knowe~. Everybod~y want  round~ like this: (here she took up her apron ari&amp; buried~ her face in it)... they kivered their face with what-eomev.r they ha&amp; in their hante that woul&amp; ketch the tears. Sorrow an  sadness wuz on every eid~. The men all went off to fight an  left the women an  chil .un an  n1g~ere behind to do the best they could.~   g  Times ~mz so hard   why, honey, in them times folks eould.n  t @t so much as some plain salt to use on their victuals. The white folks had the dirt dug up from out n their s~okehouses an  hau .sd it up to Mr. Siss n s an  he run it an  ~ot what sait he couj  out n it. I  members one day I went over there fer sumpthin  an  the dirt what he had run wuz piled way up high like sawdust these days. There warn t no soda neither, so the white folks took watermelon rinds, fixed~  em keerful like we does fer perserves, burned  em an  took the ashes an  sifted  em an  used  em fer soda. Coffee civ  out an </p>
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s tone street-Boo Ui  ~ ~ Paie-5   none could be bought so they took okra eeed~e an  parched~  em good an  brown an  ground  em an  made coffee out n  em. Some Thlka made coffee out n parched ground~ wheat too. Everybody had to do the beet they COUld In them timee.~    Dunn  the war,  continued Aunt Emma, 0the mother died~ an  all her property wuz divided  mongst the chillun. My Ma an  ai . her chiliun fell to Mies Mary what had married an  ~uz ilvin  in Lexington, over in Og ,sthorpe County. She moved. us ail up there an  we wuz there  ti . freedom, then we moved~ down to Waehlngton where we have lived ever since. Mies Mary s hueband e Ma had over two hundred slaves an  she sho  did take on when they wuz a . . freed. I  members how ehe couldn t stay in the house, she jeet walked up an  aown out in the yard a.-carrin -on, taikin  an  aravin .   L Word ceiis one day that the Yankee solctier3 wuz comm1 an  all ue niggere went down to the road to watch  em go by. It wuz a sight. They all marched by singin  .  Fore they oo~ie, though, the white folke had all the niggere busy hidin  everything they could. Stock wuz tied out way down in thick woods, an  silver, nioney, an  good clothes wuz buried deep in the ground an  leaveB put all over the earth so they couldn t ses where it had. been dug. ~en the Yankeee did come they called a . . the elavee up an  went into ernokehousee an  th.rowed out the meat to the niggere an  said:   Here, take all this, we knows it s yours anyhow, you worked fer it. s But most of the n.tggers give it ai . back to the ~ihite folke lt belonged to. The Yankees poured out all the syrup an   stroyel </p>
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Stone 8treet-~Booth  Page 6  everything they could. I tell you, honey, them wuz bad. times an  ue ai . wuz skeered  most to death.    Aunt Emma had only one slgn  No mae, I ain t  tall super  st1t1ou~, I nev ~r thinke of things like that. But I doee know when lt 8 goin  to rain hard, an  that i when my haid~ itohee an  j tehes U~ under my haid rai.    When asked about the aniueementa ~ her day  unt Emma eaid UI ain t never danced a step nor suns a reel in my 11m. My Ma allus said. we shoulcmn   t do t iem things an   we didn  t, ~he ea~ if we went to the devil it wouLdn t be  eau8e she give us her t~flj9 j0fltA      How come I done lived so lone? I dunno, only I al .us been truthful an  honest an  tried hard to treat people good as I want them to treat me. Once I wuz so sick they all thou~2it I wuz goin  to die. I thought so too. But I lay there sufferiri  an  the Spirit seemed to come  ro~d an  reasoned that I would be spared days longer in this low ground of sorrow. That s been long ago an  here I is livin  ytt.    1 ~ot even the faintest smile crossed Aunt Emrna e wrinkled face while she Was t~lking. Although she live&amp; to marry and have a home of her own. with good children, ~he is sad when she thinks of her childhood with all its injustice and suffering.  I ee glad my race   t t have to suffer now what we dId on that plantation. Some of my old friends tells rae they had good homes an  wuz took keer of an  all that, but from my own ~ I se glad my ehillun never knowed slavery.  </p>
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. .  : ~ ~ ~ ~   .  ~ ~ ~  ~ ~ ~  ~ ~ ~ ..~ ~ . ~.  .: ~ ~ :~ : ~ ~:  ~ .   ~ ~ 2~ki~ . ~ ~ . i:a0124   \  PIIkNTATION LIFE as viewed~ by ez~1ave   ALIQ~ HUTCH~~SGN 165 Rocks~ring Stre e t Athen8, Georgia Grace lic Cune Athens   ara}:t H. Ha ~L Athens Written by:   Edited by:  . and . J~ohn N. Booth ~ Dittri ot Supervi~or . Yecieral Writer8  Project Augusta, Georgia. </p>
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 i.~()Oi24 ~ . ~ . ~ ~  ALI E . HUTC1i~SON  Ebc- Slave  ge 76 ~ ~   As the interviewer ap~proached the house 812e could hear Alice singing,  Good mornin  to you~ Howdy you doD  and through the open window the old woman could be seen busily engaged in household duties. H r broom, rnovingin rhythm with the song~ did not miss a stroke . when the tune changed to    Lord I  se a comln  HOme     At the first sound of r apping, the.. singing ceased and Alic~e ~rompt1y opened the door    Good mornin  ~j~y,0 ~ ~ said .  How is you?  Asked for the story of her earlylife as a slave, she smiled and urged the visitor to  have a seat in dis here rockin  cheer out here on de porch in d~ sunshine.* ~   *If~y lia and Pa was named Hax iei Bel . and William Hanson, and dey b longed to Marss Cal Robinson~ down in.Ionr~County. ~. was married two times, and de fus  ~fl was named Bell. I~e was de Pa of my half brother  Only one of my three sisters is livin  now. I ~ias born in June 1862 dunn  de war. Ma s two brothers, T ylor and Bob sIni th   b  longe d t o de Rob irison  s in Morgan C ounty . Dem Rob ins one was kin to our white folkses, and us wa~ stillall E~obinson Niggere. Ma s four sisters is all done died out long years ago.   *1 jus  kin  member one time de Yankees come to our plantation. Dey rainsac~ked de place   tuk all de victuals f  u ~de white folkse s and give  em to de slaves. Us chillun sho  hid out whilst dey was dar, t cause dein ias skeery times   and dem so3ers sung old songs I heared lots of times atter I got bigger. De captain would start de song. </p>
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?age 21r     Mamber i866, bOy8., de rebe .B inhell offixea, but.we 13. dx inkand eat deir bones y it.  Atter de Yankees lef  de ~iggera brung back de white folk8es victuals  cause dey was our own white foikse.~ and dey had allus done give U8 plenty of ev~vything.    Us chillun didn  t have to do rio har~d wuk, jue  ~p1ayec~ tround de yarda wid de white chillun  nos  of de time. One of our  little jobs wa~ to git in plenty of wood for de fires. Qhestnut and hiok ry wood made de bes  fires and dare was allus. ~Lenty of good kindlin  to gi t   em started   Oak and aine bark was good ta make de pot bile in a hurry. ~m ovens would bake lak evvything wid heaps of hot coals piled  round  em~.    Dare warn t no Nigger schools den, but Mies Jane larnt us tiong wid de white ~hil1un, and us sho  had to mind dein lessons or she d tear us up. . .~... ~ L ~ ~   ~ slave quarters was jus  log cabins, and dey oqoked on fireplaces jus  lak at de big house. Uarster didn t have many Niggere, but us had ~plenty soine~in  t eat. He had a big gyardenwhar he raised mos  evvything: corn,  taters, cabbages, peas, onions, C ollard gre e ns   and 1 o s of pun  kina   Then de ins na plowe d u~p de  taters us chillun had to go  long and put  em in baskets. De bestes  times was hog kuhn  times. IJe. ohiliun wukked den  Dey hung i~ de hogs all night and nex  day U8 cut  em, put tea down in salt, and cooked up de lard. Us chillun got some of dem good old skin cracklin s when dey got brown.   SAtter Mars.ter tuk.de meat out of de salt, he put brown  sugar and   lasse s on de hams and shoulders, sacked  em u    and hanged t em in de smokehouse   Den he say for us to git de fire ready. Us </p>
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 . . Page. 3. . 284     mae a fire wid eottcrnaeed to 8rnolce de  meat. Dat ke ~ it good, and it didn  t git old ta8ti&amp;   It wa~ ~io  good eatin  when you got some of dat meat.                ~   ~  When de time come ~ x ~ound to gather in de corn. us. wukke d mighty peart lak,  cause  s couldn t hardly wait for de cornehuokint ~ dat Marster wa~ gwine to let us have atter dat cornw s hauled in f um de fields. Marster  vited all de other white folkees and dey brung deir Niggers  long:. Shucks would jUS  fly off of dat corn while dem Niggers was a-.singin   Old Liza 1Tane  and  Susan Tane    When de   ~ ~ ~  -~---.   Qornehucicin  was all done   us had a big supper chicken pie s, barbe-j eue, and plenty of evvything good wid lote of liquor too  ~ttter supper dey started up playiri  dem fiddles and banjoes, and de dancin  begun. White~ toikses danced de twistificationup at de big house, but us had reg  lar old breakdowns in a house what Marster 1e~t us have to dance in. Wid all dat toddy helpin  tern  long, sometimes dey danced all night, and some of  em fell out and had to be dragged off de dance flo .   *Xarse had log rollin s and  vited evvybody. Dey all come and brung deir Niggers. Max ster had big dinners for   ein, and atter dey done rolled dem logs all day dem Nigger~ evermore did eat   When dey was wukkin  dey sung soinethin  lak dis:   I .se wukkin  on de buildin  And hits a sho  foundation, . And when   I git done   ~ I se goin  home to Heb en.  S    All de neighbors corned to de ~~n s, and when de quilts was finished, dey throwed it over de head of de house. Dat brung good luek. </p>
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Page 4.. 285  918 had to cyard, spin and reel cottOn. Missy give us ehillun six cuts of thread for a days wuk and if us wukked hard and fas  us got done in~ time to go chestnut and chinqu~apin huntin . Us thtOw~d rocks  ginst de limbs to shake de nuts down, and us had jus  de bestes  time a gittin ,  em out of de burrs and eatin   sf1. Us used to string chinquapins and hang tern  round our neok~. .   ~9Marster had dese big OEartiages wid de high front seats w~har de driver sot. Us had buggies den too, but atter defiar us jus  had two-wheeled oa.rts and dey was pulled,  the old Negress modestly explained,  by male cows.    . 0Niggers all lalced thrashin __time. ~.rster, he growed lots of wheat and de thrashin  machine tuk turn about gwine f um one plantation to another. Dey had big dinners on thrashint days and plenty of t~ddy for de thrashin  ~ handa atter dey done de wuk. Dey blowed de bugle to let  em know when dey done finished up at one place and got ready to go on to de nex  one.    Missy lef  us to look atter de house when she went off to Morgan (Jounty to see de other E~obinsons, and she mos  alius fotched, us a   new di s s s ap ie ce whe n she e orne haine   One . time dey was Dolly ~~d6fl~~L and dey~ was so pre tty us kep    em for our Sunday bes  dre sees. Dem Dolly Vardens was made wid ~overskirts what was cotched up in puffs. ~vvyday dre s ~ ~ was jus  ~ plain skirts and waiste s sowed togettier . . Gal chilluns wore jus  plain ohe~ises made long, and boys didn t wear nothin   cep  long shirts widout no britches  til dey was  bout twelve or fo  teen. Dem wa.s summertime clothes. Cold weather us had </p>
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Page 5.. ~ ~ 28 ;  fiannei. petticoats and drawers. Our bonnets had staves in de brim to make   ern~ stand out and had ruffle s   round de front .   .. ~Ma done de cookin  and house wuk ~ at de big house for Mist e38 Jane ~ White folkses had lots of oomp ny, and dey had de cook fix de mcmtes  good th  g~s fr gem. Dey kalt heaps of chickens and cooked whole hams and lots of ~ tater puddin  s and sich lak. When Ma steamed pun kini ttjl it was done and den fried it, hit sho  would make your inouf water. Missy s folkses was crazy ~bout de  tater ~puddints what Mamade, and when she went off to visit  em she  aflu  had Ma bake one for her to take  long to  ein.    White folkses and Niggers all went to de sane ahurch and listened to de same white preacher. Church day was second sunday of evvy mont~. Yhite folkses went in de rnornin  and Nigger8 atter d inne.r . Dem Nigge i s had be t te r behave and ii ate n t o dOE preacher, toause if dey didntt Ma~ater would give  eu a rakin  over sho . Us went to Mount Zion Church in Monroe County, and de Ba~tista and Meferdists both used de same church house.    Then anybody died, dey laid  em~ out on de oooljn  board t tu dey got de coffin rnade up. A white man lived nigh us what made  all de coffins. He charged 50 cents to make one for a chile and a dollar for grown folkses. Dey had de same kind of coffins for ev~y. body, white and black, buri d  em all in de same graweyard, and built a fence   round j t   White mens prsaohed all de fun  raie   When dey bux  je d a Nigge r de y mo s  ly had prayer   a I i t t le talkin  and 8 orne 8 ongs. Parts of de songs went lak dis: . ~   Death has been here and   Toreawayasisterfromourside, .   qhTUSt jfl de mornint of  er day  . As young a. U8~ she had to die. </p>
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. .  . Pag6~..   .*N~. long ago~&amp;ie fi11e~ sei, place ~ Ani sot wid us to lam., But ~he done run ter mortal race And fle:ye~Ore can she ret rn.   t~Is can  t tell who next may fall Underneath de cha~ent roe, One mayba fust ~ but let us all Prepa.re to r~eet cur God. ~   And. nee~flul hei~i is thine to give Yor Grate our souls~ to Thee appiy, To lam us 1~ w to serve and live ~ And nake us fit at lae  to die.~   SPart of another one was: .  .  ~Oh., come angel band   Con~e and tround me stand,     And bear me away  ~ On your sn owy wings     To my iiortal home .   . *8eeIr~e lak I o~an mos  ~ hear de preache~ read de Scri?tu.re for hi s text  ~  :Buy ~ de truf and se li ~ i t no t .   ~Sometimes our white folkses tuk us all to old Siqrna Church, and den Ma allus coGked a fine dinner to tak   long,  Cause dey had church all day and dinner on de grounds. I am  t neyer gwine forgit a sermon I heared at ~nyrna oriet. De text was,  Be thott fa! ihful unto death, and I will give you a crown of life ~     NOne day Marster called all his Niggera together and said  us was all free, and dat US coj~ld go whar us pleased anytime us got ready, but he said too, dat us could stay on wid him if us wanted to. Ckiarlie Martin was de onlies  Nigger what didri  t stay. Charlie said~ he wanted to go soinewhars else and Marater give him a good hose and saddle and some money when be 1sf    but I don  t know how nuch dat money was. I  t Twarri  t long   fore Lere was p le nty o f Ku K1uxex~B   round </p>
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    . ~S\ ~ ~ .  .   :          tbo~t.~~ .  Dey had  n doughfae~ and long white robes wh t c me down over  ~e hosses dey waa a-ridin . Ma ailus, t le us dat if one of dem Kiuxers tetehed a Nigger, dat Nigger was gwine to die, and us was so skeered us stayed ~ out of deir~ way so dey didn  t ke toh none of us, but dey sho  did wuk on de hides of some of dem other Niggerswhat dey did git a holt of. . ~ ~   *1 wukked for Miss Sally Yerwin a white and den us moved here to Athens. M~ gr~~t ~ come atter us, and Mr. Mote Robinson moved.us in one of dem big, higb~ up. waggons.  An ice truck passed the cabin door and Alice said:  Now jua  loa~k~ Honey, us didn t   have nothin  laic dat den. Our milk and butter and sich lak was kefl  . in de spring house . Polkses what had wells used t o put milk in buck-  e ta and let ~ em down i~ de well wid   ropes, and dat milk would keep good and cool down dar. ~ . -   $1 got married atter us c orne to Athens   Us didn  t have no big weddin , jus  went to de preacher man s.house to git married. De onlies  ehild us had is done been daid for years, and x~ old man died  way over  16 yeara ago.  ~   The old g~e~i~was reluctant to end the interview.  Goodbye Mi asy, I hope e you o orne back s orne t ime   ~ cause old Al ice ha8 had a mighty good time a-talkin  t~- you. Atter us gits too old to do any wuk dere am  t many folkzes takes up no time a -listenin  to old Riggers. -   .   s s   </p>
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29() . ~ ~ . ~. ~ ~.  ~..      c:ome .in  at dirmer tlnrn an  put de vegetabiec in de pot to ~ook an  when dey come home in de evenin  dey would cook some corn bread in de ashes at de fireplace , S ~ S    Ail dat I could do den wuz sweep de ya~ds~ water de cows au  4e ~hiekeris an  den go to de pasture td git de cows a~ ~e c~1yea.  we had two pa~t~res~ one fer de calves an  one fer de cow 1 I had to git de cows so de womens could milk  em.    All of de hard work on de plantation wuz done in de sumner  t line   In ra my weather an   other bad weather all dat de y had to do w z to shell corn an  to help make cloth. As a rtle ol  marstEi  wuz  pretty gook to u1~ slaves but souietithes some of  era got w~p~d kiMa  b ~ fe r not workin  an  stuff like dat.  .~I . se en   im cut w n~ ~ on  dey shoulders wid a long whip  till lt looked like he wuz gonna cut de skin off n  im.  ~ - . ~ . ...   S ~  You had to do yo   own work on ~ ~3aturdays an   ~ Sunc1ays...-~i~   mem~  bErs s ee Ing my p0   mc ther wa~3h her cMtbe ~ ~ on Surx~i~rs ~ tia*e.,  We ~:id   nt have no ho lidays except Suix~aye an   ~ den ~ we did   ut have  nowhere to go e~rcept to church in de w o~ under &amp;    De whit  folks c othes an  all o  de slaves clothes WUZ aU mide oa de p1ant~t on   De mars ter   s wife e ould s ew an  ihe an  her mother an  some ~ of de s 1ave~ done all, o   ~ de spinning an    weaving on de place . ~ I   ye worked mny a clay in de hous e where dsyx~aade ~ de  : ~oth.. at. To Co br de C lothee ~ de~ rinde dyes out o   ai . kinds o  barks ~ If  d cy wanted ye1i~w~tripwe . dey used dye in~de ou~~ o   hickory bark, Dere v/ux a1w ay~ plenty o   . c lothes fer ev rybod~   caus e dej~g~ve two complete outfits two tiiz~s a year one in de suzzw~r an  one In de winter . ~ !er btuikete we used hoaepun ejz ,ads       ~ de ehoe~  ~~uz nade on 64 p1antation.~dere wuz ~ ~ n*n on </p>
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29f  ~ .. . 3. . ~     de place da~ aade aU o  de ebo a.~ Dey  wuz ~de out o  ~ cQw~tds sW v~uz very et~tt.. You ~ to grea~  em to wear  em an  ftft r 70* done dat you cou~.d do pretty we1i~ De oVas dat dey w re ou S~ day wuz xit no different  ~um d  ones at c~ey wore in de week~i~q. did  nt bave nowhere to g~ ~ 5~~ays unIes~ dey bad ~ervic  soae~*  where in de woods,  . .   ~ Dere wuz a1wa~p1enty to eat. !c~ise dey raised everything dat yo~i c. n think of. Dere wi~z all kiixis  ~  vegetablee an  ~ big fielt s of hogs an   bout fifteen or t ~enty h~ad a cattle cit bad to ~be milked everyday. Dem ~at   bad   f ~milies g~t a issue O  food e~ rydfty an  de others whut wuz sii~gie ~ uz fed at de cookhouse, De only tii~e we e?:er got b~SCU1tS ~iu~ ~ oi~ Sut~dtys.i.i-de t o  de tins we~ et cornbread, L4arster had te~kehou~es~. ror~ ~er d~ lard an  one fer de meat, Besides des he  ~ed de slavec~~~to raise der own veg~tab1ee in dey wanted to butd y~eo4d nt raise no ghtekens  on stuff 1iked~t . ~   ~. . ~ ~ O   tfle place wi~re de slaves 1ived~NU~ ~ de back ~  de~~hite  ~  folks house   I~y call d ~ i.t detl~uarte1!e~~ D~  wuz lotsa log oabi*~ kiix~a  raz&amp;ged trouxi in aidotta C11 Cle: an\a  of~  e~ ~iad big dirt ChiUIIIeyS on de outeide.D~hoies :iu:ae w~1~wuz stop~*d upwid dried ~nx1to keep deweather out, Fex   ~n~uedey jes  nafledup ax~ything.~.dere wuz a bench or two ~1 4 ~ei~ ~ar~s xaii.i to~*~r fer a bed. De zrattr~.ss wuz a big ~ckifl~t ~d wid ~tx~awor dried grase. Some of de houses had bi~ Iron posts s~ dat aey coui4 cook if dey wanted to. De fireplaces W~ ~ oi~s an~ dey 1~d racks in de.  . ~  . .~ ~ Ii ~  ir~ide of~  em so dat de pots c~a.d ~w~n dey wuzeookiz . De . only ligbt dat dey bad wVz,de n  t care bow hot it WUZ~i~~. if you wanted to see you bad in de fireplace0 De floors In all de cabins wtw nude 1 </p>
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  t~ . ~ ~  ~   ~    . ~ ~  ~ \:~  p\)      ~ ~ ~ ~ 292    . \ ~   ...  ~ ~ .   .     11a3 dly ~ evs~ ~t: stCk U~ 4$ pl~UtAttOfl, Wb5fl~ ~SS7 WUZ  sick de white  adyw6~ld. c~e Ot~t once it~ a while to see how you  wuz gittin    I.ong~ If ~nybOd~ ~Uz very sick d  doctor wotJ.d coed on his horse a~  ~r1ng~ ~Us meJicine wid   im when lie co~ ~beu you  wuz sick like ~ fiel  wo~14 stay in au  do de nursin . All de  n~1cii~e I  uember e is big blue i~es pilla ~in  salts. dey wou1dg~1ve you~\ 1es fer anytliing. When you wuz ~ toO sibk to go to de fiel  ~ not~~ick ~nuff to be j~ ~4 ~ ~ ~ report to de whIte :~ady at de ~ could t ll pretty uiucI~ if you wtiz sick an  she would wox4  on you~~.if yoi cU4 nt glt:better den she ~ou1d sex~d fer de do~tor~  ~ . ~ ~   . ~  On des plantatIon ddy dld nt h~vetio re~1.c1~u ch fer de slaves an  so when de *eather wuz good de s1ave~ went to dewo ds ~ an  bad ciiurc~i in a bus~.arbor   Dey made a   btili ~arbor by takin  ~ome posts an  puttin   t m inde groun att  de ~vcr1n  ~e top wid bushes. Ia ter on dey had :~ shelter cover~dwidboards~ De ~ ~  ~ predhln  wuz done ty . a oaL    man dey oailed ~ Caesar...~he  to do an~~~1iing else an  so prechin  wu~ ae b1~1s   ~ thing he do~ .   ~!y nnrst r never did ~e1l  any o  his s1aves.-~-   urge if dpy  . wanted to go to ~ornebodyydl~e 1~e   d let   uni go p vided de on~ dey   wqntcd to go to paid  er~  em. He let one or two go like dat *nce.  ot:..er folks ust~r put em on de block an  sell  ein IIk* dey wouLd~a  chicken or suinpin  like dat.  ~  ~ Dere wuz nt niuch ~r~ppin on our pi 1nLitiuws~ii.~not by de maretei  Dey t1~ua11:T ~Ot W~PP~d fer not WOrklfl    Others got wIupped by de  Paddie..!ollers ~ ~en dey v~uz cot off n de plantation widout a pass.  DeWy would come to de p1ant~ition an   vthup you if dey knowed you h~id   been oft wid out a pass   Dee n~n wi~ose p1ant~tion w~ wuz on 4*4 </p>
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.~   S  ~ .5. ~.    pretLy well by us~~,be di4 z~ like lev de Padd~e I~oflers to came on hi~ place to dO no. whuppjn~   In reply to~ ~~u~ry r~egarding th~ possibility of a si~~e  bu~ing his freedom ~a .~.Jackaon replied:  De only ones I. knowed to go free wuz soxr~e whose rnrst~rs willed  em enuff u~n~y to buy ddyself out an  dey ~ mighty few  .  C.: ~Continu~ng 1~r~ . Jack~ n said: .  ~hen de Ymkec soldiers corne through w~ ha4 to Lit busy an~ i~ide all de i~ie~t an  de other food (12t ~ u~ in de smokehouse ~o dat de soldterbc vould nt takj. lt.    )~y motier ~.n  f~~t1ier st~~yed on de antation a iQ\~ng time after frceclom vru~ ~1~*~d~t \ . \.  \  :~    . ~ \ \  ..   ~   ~    \\~\  N </p>
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2~ )1.  ME~4ORII~S OP i~n CHILDHOOD0   BY AN EX..SLAVE   CAiviILLA JACKSON                      Submitted by Minnie ~B. Ro88  (Colored.) </p>
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295  Mra. Cemilla J acks on doe an   t know how old 811e la   but Is so very old that she almost never leave8 her ela it    She wears a *~ ito rag arouxid her head and is alway8 spotlessly clean. She speaks d1stinct3~ but her xt~mory is a little slow, due to her old age. The events related were given ottly aft~ she had thought tliaa aver oarefttlly, for, as she stated, she did not wish to tell anything but the tru~i   She lives in a back Thc~ of a large house and is cared i~ci~ by oth~ people in the house.   She was born in Deoatur, Georgia, the deughter of Charlotte and Yoe Hoyle, and the tenth oh lid ot 18 children. Her family included her nxtb~ and ta~i ~  a grandrnoth ~  and 1 ? sisters and bi~ there   As tar as she can remember   her tainily a:Lwsys belonged to Mr. Peter Hoyle, who was a doctor.  ~ Dr. Hoyle s fatally Included his  ite, three boys, and three girls. He owned a very l~ ge plantat ion, and a large number or alavea, probably 75 or nxre.  All of them were required to v~rk In the fields and tend the cropa   which consisted mo St ly o f sugar cane and cotton. Syrup was nude from the sugar cane   L~ s o ~Tackson rememb m quite well that ev~yone was required to work in the fields, but not until Dr. Hoyle   iho was a kind master, was sure that they were old enough. She was about 12 years old when she was given a job in the house, oper~ating the fly-bxiiah. The fly-brush was constructed so that a piece of cloth, tasteried on a wooden freine with hinges, could be pulled back and forth with a cord. This constant fanning kept the room clear of flies. As she related th la, she smiled to herself as if her job was particularly ~riiusing.   Dr. Hoyle d.ld not find lt necessary to hire out any of his slaves as he bad enough ~rk to keep them all busy. She frequently said that her master was a kind  than and never punished unnecessarily. It was v~y seldom that he us od the ~ti ip.  His slaves respected him for his kindness and tried to please hira As a result of </p>
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s. ..  )O( ~d ~J his good treatment Dr. Hoyle never found it necessary to sell any one of his slaves. Once she hesitated and. seemed to go into a deep study over something. A few minu~tes later she related the incident of the selling of a woman slave. This woman ~vs bft~th to a baby out of wedlock and, since Dr. Hoyle was a firm believer in marriage, he irnniecliately sold. her, to prevent further trouble. Mrs. Hoyle was not as kind as her husband, and at times was cru.el to the slaves.   Mrs. Jackson clearly related the method of courtship and. marriage on her niaster s plantation. Dr. Hoyle never selected the mates f or his slaves but left it to each person to chose whomever he wished. However, the selection would have to be made from among the slaves on some of his friends plantations. They were not allowed to chose anyone on their own plantation. The person chosen was allowed to call on Suiida~rs after getting a 5pass  from his master. She told how courtship was carried on in those days. A~ young man courted the girl in the presence of the parents. 1~.very now and then he would be seen looking at the clock. When he left   the mother would go to the door with him. When the master was properly notified. of the intended marriage, he would prepare a feast and call in his own preacher to perform the cerem ny. After the ceremony everybody was allowed to take part in the feast . When Mrs. Jackson  s oldest sister married the master roasted a pig and. stuck a red. apple in its mouth. She smiled over this incident.   A slave s home life was very simple. After work hours they were allowed to visit other plantations; however, they could not visit any plantation unless their master was friendly with the owner of this particular plantation. One of the most enjoyable affairs in those days was the quilting party. Every night they would assemble at some particular house and. help that person to finish her puits. The next night, a visit would be made to corne one else s home and so on, until everyone had a sufficient amount of bed-clothing made for the winter. Besides   this was an excellent chance to get together for a pleasant time and discuss the latest gossip. 2~ost friendly calls were made on Sunday, after securing a Hpass ~. This  passe was very necessary to go from one plantation to another. </p>
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 iii: ~  I    Slavea did not have to ~epare their food during tbe week. Their food was brought to thea in pails from the  big house  . (The inast~   s houes was called the ttbjg house .) On Sundays they were given groceries to prepare their own meals   Mrs. 3ackson reznembe~ s the bread that was made from  shorts .  Shorts  was the name given to a second grade of flour, sinillar to whole wheat. The first grade was always used in the master s house~ As a v~iole, Dr  Hoyle gave his  slaves enough food; however, on sevsI~ al occasions she r~nembexe that a friend of her mother  s, who lived on the adjoining plantation, handd pane of food over the  fence to the~n.   Slaves were never given spending money but her ~an&amp;nother vias very thrifty and i~ianaged to earn a little money. This was done by collecting all the rags ehe could find and then carrying them to town in an oxcart to ~eU th~. Old women  used. oxcarta because oxen wo uld not r~in away.   She smiled wh~ asked if she had ever vorn  . hoqp skirt.  Yes, child , she replied,  I have ~rn hoop skirts. They were the fad in those deys.   She related ho 1~~ her sister n~ade hoop skirts by c~ittin~ slits in the hem of the skirt, and running a hoop t brough it.   I o an ran~nb~  the cloth th at was nude on the ep liming wheel    she seid. She told how she had turned the reel many a d~r end spun the thread. She could not clearly relate the cox~struction of a spimiing wheel.   ~veryone, particularly the older people, was req~uired to attend chureh. For c:~rist~s everyone was gi Van a ape c-i al SUI1d8IY suit to wear to chur ch. The slaves di d not have a separate chin  oh of their own but were al low ed to att aid the wh Ite ci iurc~1 and occupy the balcony. rn s. ~ackson began to laugh outright over the ri~Ir ry of a funny yet seric~s incident that occurred in ch~u~ch one Sunday. She had a little vihite girl friend witn whom she played every d~y. One Sund~ she looked over the balcony and saw her in the audie~ice beloi. They 1x~th began a little gait~e of looking and snatching back their heads. Finally she leaned over too far end feU. over the baloon~ into the white audience below. She hurt herself pretty badly and~ cried. so much that the service was broken up for that dey. Dr . Hoyle cerrid </p>
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oc i~2 (~ ~ Iv  her home and. administered. the proper treatment. jfter this incident the d.1&amp;n1t look ever balconies anymore.   Before she could. learn anything definite the Civil War had beg~in and. she began ~ to see soldiers going here and. there dressed in their uniforms. One event stands out clearly in her memory and. that was the time the master took all of his slaves and as niany of his possession as be could and went to Camp Ground, Georgia, to dodge the Yankee soldiers. After the attack on Decatur, they returned to find. all of the slave quart ers t orn down. The master   s house   which had 13 rooms   was still standing. ~ost of the slaves had to stay in the  big house  until their homes could be rebuilt. MEIV were still living in the master s house when the papers were read. telling them they were free. Dr. Hoyle asked his slaves to remain and he would pay them for tbifr services. Her family remained with Dr. Hoyle s family one year after freedom. After  wards they moved to Atlanta, where she has livedpractically all of her life. She niarried immediately after freedom and proudly spoke of being the first person to we&amp; in the old.  :Big Bethel Church . She is now alone without sister, brother, or child; but even at her old a~e she is unusually optimistic and. continues to enjoy life. She believes in serving God and. living a clean honest life. She has Just one desire, an~ that is to enter ~ the Kingdom of Heaven someday. </p>
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 p ~ ~  I ~ ~ .~- ~ j~jY~ ~         Life Story as Told by Aunt Easter Jackson  Ex. Slaye    It was during the height of slavery days that Frances Wilkerson and. one child. came to make their home in Troup County, having been boug ~t by Mr. Torn Dix from a Mr. Snow, of Virginia. Frances, being an  rnrually intelligent slave, abls to weave, spin, and do all kinds of Sewing, cost Mr. Dix $1500.00. She received excellent care, never once being allowed to d~o ai~y field work, and. was kept at the ~Big House1 to do ttie 3ewing for the house. hold.  Frances  husband, Silas Wilkerson, was boi~ght by the Wilkerson Family, who were neighbors.  It was here on tAie Dix plantation, located about one mile from what is now the Court Square, that another cnild, Easter, was born, a few years before the Civil War. It is witfl a smile of tenderness tnat she described her life on the old. plantation.   Yes, chile, I can see Mistus now a ridin  up on her grey horse,  Prit , .wid er basket ou her arm pltim full of biscuit! Tes, cnile, white biscuite! and. ain t no short cake ever been macle what could nold. a light to dem biscuits. </p>
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 ~ ~ L~ I ~~~(istus wou   say,  There s dan chi1 .~i, Mammy?  I  Lawdy   you never seed so many little ni~ers ~ u~  in all yo  life ~ just  peared lak de came right out    de groun* . Sometimes dere  ud be so many chillim,  ~ she d have to break de biscuits to make   i go  roun    I and soinet irne s when ~ s have an extry big basket   1 I sa~~  Bring on de milk, and. less feed. d.ese c~iullun.  A big bucket o  milk would be brune and. po c3. in little  troughs and de d. lay down on dey little storixnacks, and eat  jest lak pigs! But de wuz jest as slick and fat as yer please  ~   t  iots fatter an us is n~j And clean too. Old Mustus would ~ say   S Manmy, you scrub dese chillim and use dat NJim~Crow .    Lawd, chile! I clone fergot you doan know what a  Jim-Crow0 I wus    at s a little fine corn  what ll jest natchully take the  ~ plum off   ~iaid   bEg wid de dirt.   em was good old. days   plenty ter eat and a cabin o   sticks and dirt to cal  yo  own . Haa gooa times too     spec~lly on de 4th of July and Christmas, wnen old }4arster Tom allus let de niggers have pigs to kill for de feas   ; why chile, you should er seen de iot we cooked dem pigs in, it was so big an  heavy, it took two to put the i on led on.. And sech music! {~usic played on harps, saws, and blowin  quills.J Ever bociy had a good time; even de  white folks0 turned out for de dance which went  way into de night. </p>
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~.3.s ~Den dere wus de prayer meetin s, once a week, first on one of the plantations den a nother; wnen all de niggers would meet and worshup, sixgin  praises unto the Lord; I can hear  em now, dere voices soi~ndin  f~ away. Yes sir! Folks had religun in dem days,. the ~O1d Time Religun.0 Our  . white folks belonged to the Pirst Baptis  Churc~ in LaGrange, and all de slaves went to de saine church. Our services wti~ in de basement.   But t wash  1on~g  fore de war broke out, and den things w~iz turnoie; de niggers would huddle  noun  de  Big House  scared. ter death  o  de onful tales t iat was told. er bout de wart It wasn t but er bout a year tU young Marster Tom, Jobn, and Bee was called to de war. Albert and Scott Dix, two young slaves, went  with Marster Tom and John and stayed by tnem  s close as de cou~ld, cookin  and gettin  good. for de camp. But t wus a sad. day when de word come dat Marster Torn was dyin . Old Mistus left right straight, all us slaves goin  down to de train wid. her. an  when she got on, s~e wave her han  an  said,   I want all o  you   whi te and black, to take keer o   my baby.  ~When she got dere  t~iz a two stOry house where they had Marster L Tom- .the blood had run down de stairs.   ~   01 e Mi stus had stood. so much she e u).  t an  no ~     the  next mornin  she was dead in de bed.! One 1 de slaves   Albert, and. her son, Joan, carried her on d.ere shoulders for five miles, but the war   so bad. dey uldn  t carry her no. further   so </p>
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E  ~ ~ \     4 ~      dey buried ner by de road and after de war wus over, (4e  took her to de fam ly graveyard.   Den de word. spread 1a~k wild. fire:  The Niggers wu.z free . That night all trie slaves went up to the  Big House , wurried. an  askin  ~ Marster Torn, where is we gain ? What is we goin  to do?  Young Marster Tom said, ~1IG~ on back to your cabins and go to bed, dey are your homes and you can stay on nere as long as you want to. ~      According to Aunt Easter s statement, life for the slaves on the Dix plantation changed very little after the war. She later was married. to Jonn Henry Jackson, whose mother also caine irom Virginia. Aunt Easter had fourteen children, six of taein are now living in Troup County and have good jobs. She nas made her home with her c~aildren and. has tne respect of all the ~white folks , and she often boasts that t1ner wnite folks  will care for her till she dies. She now lives on ~Test Haralson Street, LaGrange, Troup County,  eorgia.            I ~ ~. ~ 7. ~  I) /~ </p>
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~ith A. Chitty, Research Worker   SLkVERY DAYS AS RELATED ~BY SNOVEY JACKSON    Aunt Snovey Jackson, crippled and bent with rheumatism, lives in a cabin set in the heart of a respectable white neighborhood. Surrounded by white neighbors, she goes her serene, independent way. The years have oequeathed her a kindly manner and a sincere interest in the fairness and justice of things. Wisdom and judgment   are tempered wi.th a sense of humor.    My n ~in e js Sn ove y Jack s on ~ S ~n o ~v e ~y   da   e t he way I s~ e 1 1 s i t. D  am  t nary  nother Snovey ~Tackson in de South. I was bawned In C1arks~ ville,  ia., and owned by one Captain Williams of Virginia. I don  know jes   zackly how old I is, but I must be  bout 80.    I was jes  a small chap  bout three or f0  years old when my folks  cided to corne to Georgia to raise cotton. You see we didn t raise no c3tton in Virginia - mitten   cept wool and flax. De people in Virginia heerd  bout how~ cotton was growed down here and how dey was plenty o~ labor and dey come by the hund  eds to Georgia. ~3ack in dem days dey warn  t no trains, and travel was slow, so dey corne in gangs down here. Jes  like dey had de bo~rn down in Florida few years back, dat  s de way people rushed off to georgia to git rich quick on cotton.    When they got here it warn t nutten  like dey thought it wa8 go n  0e. Dey thought dey could make cotton  dout no troubl.e, and 4ey d rake in de money. My folks lei  me in Virginia  cause I was too li l  to be any help, and dey thought. dey could get plenty o  cheap labor here. ~I se talkin   bout f0  de war broke out.) Of course Virginia was a slave breedin  state, arid niggers wa~ sold  off jest like stock. P~.milies wa~ all broke up and never seed one  nother no mo . </p>
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 2- ~O5  ttr don t aven know who my mother and father was. I never knowed wIi~.t  corne of  em. Me and my two little brothers was 1sf  in Virginia When Captain Williams come to Georgia. De specalators got hoi  ~: ~ and dey refugeed US to Georgia endurin  o  de war.Jliiggers down here used to be all time axint rne where my folks was, and who dey wa~   I ~  einde buzzards laid me anddesun hatch me.    After we was brought to Georgia Mr. JamesjpckQon bought me. I never knowed what  corne of my brothers. The specalators had tried to keep us together, but we got all separated. I ain t got no kin in the world today dat I kn~s  boute    De Jacksons owned a plantation in Baldwin county, out dey sold it and moved to LaGrange, Georgia. We lived dex~e  tu after de war was On, den dey move oack to Baldwin County. Old Miss lost her sonin-law, and later her husband died, den her daughter died. She had a little grandchild, a boy, her daughter 8 child, to raise. She used to say she had two pets, one pet black child and one pet white child. She was good to me. I never got no punishin  s.   ~  Old Miss had a lot of kin folks here   high class folks. Dey was stomp down Virginians, too. Dey use to call me dey kin. Miss  Kizzie Vleiderman was a niece o  old Miss Jackson s, and she used to come down the street and say,  Look here, ain t dat some o  my kin?.- Come shake hands wid me.  Miss Kizzie was a sight. She alluz say when she die she want all her nigger kin to come and look on her dead body.    Finally old kiss got dissatisfied and she  cided de best thing for her to do was to sell her home and farm here and go toChicago to live wid her sOn. Dat lef  me to seek  nother home,  cause I didn t Want to go off up dere. So we parted.  I Come to town den( it was iii l~77) and found work wid de </p>
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30G  ~gent o  the Central o  Georgia ~ai1road here in Millecigeville. My ~tistis den was Mrs. Ann Bivins. She was good to me, and when they went away, she say,  Snovey, ef n I had the money, nuttin  but death could separate me and y~.  Den the Nesbits was made de Agent, and I work  fifty years at dat Central depot. I used to get up eve y mawnin  and cook breakfast for all de section hands, den ltd go to de house and cook for de family. Child, I jes  worked myself to death. All my folks gone away now. De Nesbits live in .~lorida. I sends  em a bag o  nuts eve y Christmas, and dey sends me a box o~ oranges. Sometime dey comes here to see me.    I mus  tell you how de Yankees done when dey come th  ough here. I was wid old Miss Jackson at dat time. We live over de river. 1. was a. small chap not oig enough to do nothing much  cept fluss old Miss. We heerd de Yankees was commt   and did dey ruin eve  thing~ Why Milledge.~ Ville was jest tore up; twori t nuttin mo n a cow pasture when de Yankees ;ot th  ough wid it. Dey tuck all de stock and cattle what folks had, and burned and  stroyed eve ything. After de war was breakint up, w~ heerd de soldiers was commt through here and was go n pass Town Creek on de way to Sparta, and on from Sparta to Warrenton, and  from Warrenton to Augusta. I lost record after dat. Some said it was go n be 15,030 sol~ diers passing th ough. We all wanted to see them. I axed old Miss to lemme go to Sand Town to see  em. She lemme go. Hit was a crowd of us ~1ent in a big wagon. We.did see  bout 5,000 soldiers. I was tbout 8 or 9 years old. I ~mernbers jea  as well how dey looked   some of  em had c~9nteens. Dey was tryin  to git back h~ne. Dey seemed all bewildered like. I had alluz been skeered o  soldiers, but after I seen dem I warn t </p>
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4 l~   ~ tiU ( skeered no mo .    II had alluz wanted to own a little piece of land, and have me a oi~ie room hut like other niggers had. After I started t  cookin  for de white folks at de Central depot, I  cided I d buy me a home. So I got my eyes on a piece of property I wanted and I started to  v~estigatin  jtA It seemed like a heap o~ money and me making sech a li l  bit. J. found out Mrs. Ann duBignon owned de square I wanted, so I went to see her ~Ofl~ de lawyer. He say,   Snovey, you can  t buy dat lot. You am  t got a chance in de world to pay for it.    ~i: warrt t satisfied wid dat, so I walked out to where old Miss Ann lived at Scottsboro, and I talked to her. She say she was anxious to git a buyer, but she didn t want to worry wid small payments on it, and if I could finance it, she d sell. Well, I studied and studied, and I figgered and figgered, and my little wages for a whole year, even if I didn ~t spend a penny for nuttin , wa~ mighty little. So I went down to see Mr. Samuel Walker. He owned jes   bout all de land in .t3aldwin Oounty what he had got by loans to people dat give de land as security and never could pay off. So we talked.things over, and he let me have de money to pay Miss for de square. Mind you dis ~ was all jes  a field and woods den. Look at it now!  She proudly pointed out the modern homes and streets. ~    At de end of dat fus  year, here come Mr. Walker.  Well,.Snovey, how you gittin   long?  he say.   I,  I~se gittin   long fine Mr. Walker.   e,  Well, what you go n  do  bout dis landV    I Was ready for him. He thought he wa~ go n  corne down and take d~ land,  cause he knowed I didn t have de nioney to pay off. $ut I was </p>
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.. 5.. vtaitin  fer him.    t  i se ready, Mr. We~lker, to settle up.  Was he surprised~ He sho  was disappointed. Lot o  folks has wanted my property. Pinally ~Tudge Allen persuaded me to sell him enough to build hi~ home. Den Mr. ~iione con~ie  long, and he wanted to build here. So you see I done . f    SOld off several lots, and I still owns part o  my square. Dis here  old nigger been de foundation of dem homes you see dere.    I could be a grand counselor now. If I could live my days over I d show  em all surnpin . Like a rollint stone, up and down, so de world gotnt move on. I been a heap 0~ help to folks in my day. I done made a way out o  no way.   sti ain t never married, never had no chillun, and de niggers says  I alluz been a house-bird~ I suffers a heap wid rheumatism n~. Dat s de reason you see me all bent over disaway. I can t hardly raise up from my waist. I looks mighty feeble but I done out-lived a lot o   eIn. Some years ago when dey was buildin  dat fine home up dere on de lot they bought from me, de contractor boarded right across dere from me wid Mrs. Sims, and he used to say,  Aunt Snovey,. how  bout sellin  me ~:1is corner lot to build me a marble house on? You might not be here much longer, and I sho  love to haire dis corner lot.     i: used to laugh and tell him I might eat de goose dat ate de grass dat growed on his gt ave. Sho   riough, he died here some years ago.     Aunt Snovey, what are you going to do with all your property - you have no family and no relatives?     V~ell, dis property was here when I come here.     Haven  t you made a will?     Me? N~o mam. Some fellow  11 g t it. I can  t say who  11 git it. </p>
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better not say.   .    Aunt ~novey, I would like SO much to have these old chairs you have here - how about selling them to me?     tChild, :t can t tell you de folks is wanted dem chairs. ~L h~.8 to have sumpin  to use. Folks done traded i~e out o  fust one thing then another. You eee dat ta~1e? Mrs. Bone up here swapped me one she had  for one I had she Wanted. I am  t worrying about what 8 go n  ~ec~e o  things when I se gone. It Was all here when I con~e here, and it ll be here when I die.   I se a olth~fashioned Missionary i3aptis . I used to go to de white folksy church. Datt ~ where I got my dip. We fared a heap better back in dem times dan we does now.*    Aunt Snovey do you have any 2et suj~erstitions?      GG on way from here, child, I aintt got nuttin  to do wi.d supersti-  tions. My old Miss never  lowed me to believe in no signs and each like. I could dig up a lot of sorrow in my life, but dat wouldn  t do no good.    I never did believe in bumpin   bout, so dat s why I settled down here and made up my mind to have me a home. You see dis am  t no fine home, out it s mine and it s paid for. Some day when I can afford it, i se ~~O~flt try to finish de inside o  dis house. I got one room ceiled, and maybe some day I can finish itS.  I don t believe in taking on no bigger load dan I can git Up de hill wid. I se seed folks go th  ough de r~achinery 0~ extravagance, and it ll eat you up sho . I se skeerd o  debts as I Is O~ a rattlesnake, but debts in de right sense makes you  industrious. AndI se1earneddiemuch~thataline fence and adog C reate s z~iore fu se dan anything in de world.   </p>
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. .~ ~ ..~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~-~  ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~v ~r~- ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~  7~r~:r ~ ~ ~ . ~ ~  Loui8o~ix~y  1Url :t4L ~ ~. ~  1.00142 ~A Vessel Ob I~e  Law~ . ~ ~     Uncle Jake was a oharact~r u~p in the hills of xiorth G~or~ia.  ~ I can look b~ok ai~d s~ hux~i now a~ h~. tri~~d through the snow in~ the ~r1y Liorn1n~ froti hi$ 1itt1(~ 10g Cabin d~owxi in the f1~ d~. His new 1io~.I~3~-:::i1ade shoes were bei~i~ Worn tor th~ f1r~t tii~i~ and ~ith ~v~:~ry swir~~ of t:de Liillk ~ai1, he 1i iipe~.    Whose on de Lawd s ~i~e? I ~ ~ ~ ~ ~j~j~? it j~j~ thin, oraek~a voice r~in~, out e1~ar1y, &amp;~. every other word. r~o~ivec1 ~peoiaI ~inpha~1s as he tried to st~ Ii~ht1y with hi~s left root. ~   . kiy nose ia~s f1att~ne~ a~a1n.st the co1d~, frosty window pane as I wateh~d the old darky ~o about his x~iornin~ chores. 1Tust the att~rnoon before I had sIi~pec1 away to his and. aunt Callie s cabin to talk for a 1itt1~ whi1~ a~ici found. h1~i i~io1tin~ tallow in an old ~  bucket over a sputt~rin~ 1o~ fire. AS he rubbed the smeUy d.rip~ngs ~  0v3r the heavy siio~m Ii.~ kept ~1anein~. toward the ~ky at the soft  cray o1outh~, til~n he v~ou1d say, ttI~00~ at ~at smoke up at d~e bi~ iiou~e. it ara ~ ~i~d i~~uii~1in~ ~nci habin  OOIi~iUii1Ofl wil diem e1outh~ ob~rhL~w1. ~ We s gain  ~ wedd~er in de iiiorni.ri , a~~d ~i~re you is Ci~sie ~nxi w1~ dat T~1ex1on o~ 10T8 ~ ~ ~ a fresh boni. li;i~i . .Dis wind, amt for sw~t chile s 1ii~e you for it sou1~ s like ~ ~ip~  what d  iibbil pi~j a~ it wIii~t1~ roun  dis ehui~n~y corj~1~rbt. .   ~   with all of k~ ~1X yiur~ v~id~e experience, I ~Iways I~arn~d. soi;~thin~: flew ~ roL~ ~ JLL~) biLd ~o:~ehow I enjoy~3d the i~.usty smell or t~i~ aurL: c~t~izi, th~ ~trin~ of r~1 p~pp~r drape3. In ~e~toons, twists of ~tQhawin~ baocer~  ai4 buneh~ of onions which hune frofli    tue ra~t~3r~ ~ua~L t~i~ soft ~oo~e teather be~ which Uncle Jake said 1.  war~d 9rr ~ and k~t him fro~i havin   t2I  4ser~r in bi~  ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~  ~   . ~ : ~ ~ ~. ~ . ~  ~ ~ .. ~ ~    I _~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ - </p>
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  -~2~ ~   ~stitt cl  ~intsfl. In spite o~ his ~Qte8ta a~ to me ~   lQnger, I settled myselt on e. ~ st ol and w1~ th. ~ aid,  o;t his Thm~blin~ tin ers took oft my bo~net. M~ i~other i sist t that a bonnie was tor protection from wind and. sun, so I a.~wa~i wore mln~, but I had to have a~sistanOa in removing lt because niother braided niy hair near the top et my head and. pulled   the plait through a hole In th~ bonnet left for that purpose, then the to~ was buttoned aroundit so ni~r tin~ers could not remove it. Uncle J~~ke ~ilway8 laughed, when he helped me take lt o~ because w  had to be rath~i  ~cretlve ana. not let iaother find out.   L~rainmy Caille wets in the Icitohen churning, so I continued. to ply Uncle Juk~ with q~uestions whIle I waited for a Glass of rresh buttermilk. I knew that i~iy father was away at war and that Uncle Jake and Liarnny Caille were lookinG after my  raridparents, my mother and us, but they wou d not tell what war was ~like or why 1 could not go and. play with other ohiidren ~ they always watched,m  when I played and. 3v~rything was kept looked and. hithien. It was all so strange and. different  roa what lt had been, but Uncle 1iake  ias just th~ saiue and all h~ would say was,  Dis cl  won  ara just a ves~e1 ob de Lawd and 3oirietilile$ de contents of datvessel jest don  agree, d~ey sets bumt hot like when water am poured on burnlug emb~:1~, a pow~rtul~ioke do rise. ~o lt is now, ohile,-dis.  /~i  won  Jest  ot too hot wid. sIn aM God am tryiri~ to cool.lt off  : wid. rerre&amp;lllflt ~how~ s ob iii~ love, but d~e di,bbil am makin  sech a     ~ smoke it am sxaart~  ~ ~y~$fl~ and Uncle J~ake w uid pat:me ox~.  ~ head and I would si4la and nod. as it his explanatIon had. been psrfeotly ol~ar. ~   . These thou ht$ of the arternoon before ran through L1~ mind as I watc1~ed Uxiel~ Jake as h~ 1irap~d, ~throu~ the snow with a bi~ </p>
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. ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~    Q -I ()  brown shawl wrapped around his stQope~ ~houlthrs, e. piece of hoi~ie spun jeans pinned around his 1~ead and. a pair of patched jeans troussrs supported by heavy bands of the same material for susp~n~ a~rs. AS he returnt~d froi~i milking, I wond~r~d. if lie had L1~ gray kitten iii his pook~t, but suddenly I reali~d h~ was hobbling hurriedly, the :ailk pail wa~ thrown aside ~.nd he seemed badly fri~ht~ned. I ran to find out what had oocurr~d to upset Lncle Jake   s usual oarefrae ~ianne r.   ~)e look a~ ~-~one~ Dat  ~iUlC ~ ~on~ Dem bushwhaekers done  tifli: it off and l s done ~on~ atter t~i, right now s. lis eyes flashed ~s he shout~d without stoppin(~ and he hobbled down to his cabin.  Grandfath3r went down and. tried to convince hin that the weather was too cold to att~npt to follow the thief and to wait until later, but the old negro began q,uoting scripture as he put on another coat and heavy knit gloves.  De Lawd. aay,  Dey shall not steal    ~na cte ~ hito ioI~:~ i~ ~no  t~ tLia~. t~J.:  &amp;~ mule off. Fuddermore, in de  pistle ob de  postle, Isaiah, he say,   Be a clean vessel ob de Lawd God    ~nd I ~onna fi nd out de truf and prove my position  fore dese peo~le. Dat low down ~oallawag what coiae h~ire wid no  noui~cen~ent ob hIs  p~ar~nce is gwine suffer for dis here axitient. 11e nebber reckoned wid iiie . And with that Uncle J~ke waded into th~ d~eep snow and. was last seen following the creek dOWA1 thrOU~th the L~eadow as it ~anCwr~d unth~rneath an icy Ci U&amp;~it.  ~ev ~ral days IDass~d arii azxiety be~n to show on the faces 11  of those ~:it ~O1Ji~ ~ but O1i:~ ~orniii~ i~ianimy Caille cai ie to ~t breakSfast with 113r face aLlow. ~ft~ir prayi1i~ i~iO~t of the night, she said  The good. Lord ii~ ~iven x~ie a sho si~n, for he done showed me a vision of a man up  fore a Jed~e and d~n I ~e Je.ke wid a </p>
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.~   ~  :~ ~ ~    b*~ket ~f oa~a anil dat iuuie was to~in~ behin~. kiiznY .  ~   His s~4rVt was e&amp;ita~ious and we liire d in an atmosphere of  ez;p~ otan y during the day and we re not surprtsed~ ~ when we hearil ~ ~  shouts of joy and praises to  de  ood Lawil  from lake as be rode  up on the ola mule. ~ . ~   lie had been unable t o locate any track8   but be had wa.lke~ miles in the cold and sneak~ around the barns and in the ohinuiey oorners to eavesdrop at the hoi~es of those whom he suspected of beixi~ disloyal to the Confederate cause. While hiding under a. haystack late one ~.fternoon, he heard voioes and he reoo~nized his master s iaul~ as it was sold by a stranger with a dec1d~ed north~n brogue to the ow~r of the place on which he was hi~in~. Uncle Jake almost shout~d for joy, but he realized hewas on  alien  territory so ha remained out of sight. ~hen the mule was fed and stabled, ~~he skipped in under cover of ~ darkness arid led the nuls away. In the ezciter&amp;~nt of ~~etting away he foreot thathe hail . oro~s8d ths cou ty hue   so no excuse ~as taken when the sheriff of that county tookhina into custody. Uncle ~Teke was hailed into court the next iaorninC with th~  owner  as witness a&amp;ainst him.    How old ar~ you?  asked the judge in a stern raannei~.    l s 01  enuf to know dat ahi de mule what belongs to L~rster. I knows hi~~ by his bray    ansv~red the ne ro   a~ he looked over the crowd aiid saw anl f~1t ~ no syiii~athy from any of theia.    You were oau~ht with stolen  oods out of your county and from all ap~aranoes you were hurt in the attempt to e2eaj~e for I see you are limpin . What do you say to tha1~?  ~   Unol~ Jak~ was tren~lin~ as Ire look~ dow~i at his smelly shoes.  No, sir, Jed~e. You is sho  wrong. I jea~ reeeibed. a oort~maudnient froxa hay h~abt~nly Father towalk in de Truth and I *as 8erbin~ ruy </p>
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4 ~  ~ ~.&amp; _~ ~t                                           PLANTATION M~ as viewed by Ex-Slave    MkHALk JEWEL 177 Berry Street Athens, Georgia.      ~Jritten by: 315 Grace MeC une Athens   Edited by: Sarah H. Ha .i Athens -  John N. Booth District Saj~ervisor Federal Writers  Project Residencies 6 &amp; 7. </p>
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MAHAL~ JEWEL       Mahala Jewel, known in the conununity as  Aunt Eailie,  was sitting on her tiny porch when the interviewer arrived. 111 se a-~tryin  to git my foote warm,  she declared.  Dey was cold all last night, and didn t warm up none even when I had done walked all de way up to de courthouse to git dem cabbage what de welfare ladies had for me today. Yes Ma am, hit sho  is hard times wid old Hailie now. I was raised whar folks had plenty. Our white folks warn  t no pore white trash, and if ~y old Marster and Mist ess was a-livin  today dey sho  would do sornepin  for old Hailie in a hurry,  cause dey allus give us plenty of evvything dey had.    .  Aunt Hailie s rickety chair was kept in vigorous motion as she talked and the visitor was fearful it would collapse at any moment. One rocker was broken and on top of the cushions in the low seat of the chair she was sitting on an old cheese box. Suddenly ehe arose to go in the house to  see if dem cabb~ages is a burnin  ~ and when she re turned she care fully adju sted the box before re suming her precarious perch in the old rocking chair. When she was cura that her feet were in a sunny spot, she began her narrative.    Gracie Wright was my Ma s name  fore she tuk off and marrie d my Pa   He was nan~ed Tuggle   and both of   em. belonge d to  (.~. ~rse Hainp Mcwhorter on his plantation down in Oglethor~pe County. Marse Hamp was sho  a rich man and on his big old plantation dey raised evvything dey needed lak, peas,  tatoes, ingons, collards, ~? 4  U?iO </p>
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Page 3. ~ I H  all in one piece, sleeves and all. Boys wore long shirts  tU dey was ~big and strong enough for field wuk. Clothes for de grown folks was made out of cloth wove in de loom house right dar on de .planta~ tion, but dere was some beaded cloth too.    EUs sho  did have a pretty place. Dc big house was painted white, arid dere was big old yards wid lots of flowers. De slave quarters was white too. Dey was one room cabins built in long rows, way off f~ ii~ de big house   Home~made beds was nailed to de wall and had just two laigs, and de big ticks stuffed wid straw made dein beds moughty good places to sleep.    ~Most of de slaves et at de two long tables close by de kitchen up nigh de big house. Dc kitchen warn t built on to de big house, but hit sot out in de yard a little piece. Datts de way evvybody had deir kitchens built dein days. Marster kept a big strong man to do de cookin  for his slaves. Pa was de: boss for Marse Hamp. I don  t  member much  bout him. L~,r brother stayed in de cabin wid Pa and Ma, but I was all time u~ at de oig house wid Miettess. She was good to nie as she could be. She told ins to allus do right and never do no wrong to nobody. I had a littlehighi~qheer what I sot in to keeD de flies off of Mist ess.    All de slaves ~rept to church wid deir white folks, and sot  in de back part of de rneetin  house. Us went to old Beard (Baird) Church, off out in de country, and sonetimes I had to take de littlest white chilluns out and stay in de car  lags wid  em, if dey got too restless inside de ineetin  house. Out dar in de car iage us could listen to de singin  and it sho  did sound sweet. Meetin  days was </p>
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  .Page 4. 319   big days. Dey fetched deir dinners and stayed all day. Be McWhorter family allus carried great big baskets, and one of deir biggest ba~ kets was kept special just to carrychickens in, and de barbecue, it was fixed right dar on de church grounds. Slave gals sot de long tables what was built out under de trees, and dem saz~e gals cleant up atter evvybody had done got thoot eatiri~ . Niggersetatter de white folks, but dere was alms a plenty for all. Little Niggers kept de flies off de tables by wavin  long branches kivvered wid green leafs for fly brushes. Some few of  em brung home-made parnper fly brushes f  um home   Mos t of deni all day rneetin  s was in July and August. Sonie folks called dem months de  vival season,  cause dere was more  vival meetin s den dan in all de rest of de year. De day  fore one of dein big baptizin s dey dami~ied up de crick a little, and when dey gathered tround de pool next day dere was some tall shouti~  and singi.nt . White preachers done all de preachin  and baptizin .    Somehow I don  t  member much   bout de celebratin  when dey got in de wheat and done de thrashint   ~ sobusy wid de  ~  bout dat time on our  place dat dere warn  t much frolickin    but de sho  nuff big celebratin  was in de fall atter all de corn was gathered and dey had cornshuakin  s. ~rse Hamp  vited all de white folks and deir Niggers. De white folks visited and de Niggers done de wuk. De fust thing dey done at cornehuckin s was to  leot a gen ral. All he done was to lead de ~jngj~t and try to git evvy  body to jine in hi~ song  bout de corn, and as dey sung faster, de shucks dey flew faster too. Atter de corn was all shucked, dey et de big feast what us had done been cookin  for days and days. lift tuk a passel of victuals,  cause dem shuckers could sh&amp; hide  way </p>
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Page 5.   dem good eats. Den de fiddlers started UP deir music wid ~irk~yin 4a~~i~:a~. De old breakdown dancin  was on, and hit was apt to go  on all night.  *~~_nt time at Marse Eainp ~ was a frolic too. Us  raised plenty of sugar-cane to make dat good old  lasses what tasties so good wid hoecake and home-made butter.    Atter de War, Ma and Pa stayed on wid Marse Hamp a long time. Mistress died when I was just a little chile, laut she had done willed nie to Miss Mary and told her to allus take keer of Hailie. Miss I~ry stayed right on dar wid ~rse Hamp. ~r ~ and Pa had done le ft   and I am  t never heared nothint more f  ii~ ~ em since dey went away ~ ~rse Hamp s place.    Den Marster he done went and got kilt. He had rid off on a middle size pony what must a runned away wid hie, tcause dey found him plumb daid in a ditch. It was all so sudden lak us never could find out if he died happy. Us knowed Mist  e ss died happy  cause she told de folks  round de bed dat de Lord was aiu~takint her home out of dis old world of trouble.   SAtter Marse Hamp died, Miss Mary married ~rse Pleaze  Winter, and us all moved to Flatwoods   what warn  t so fur f  um ~rse Jill1 Smi th  s place . I   members when dat Srriith man died. Dey buried him in de  graveyard on his own plantation at fust, but den dey said nobody didn  t want to live dar atter he was buried dar, so dey tuk hirn up and buried him sornewhar else.    I didn  t  .ak to live at Platwoods, but I stayed on wid irty Miss Mary and nussed her chillun  tu me and Joe Jewel got married. </p>
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Page 6. Joe was named atter his old Mars~ter, Captain Joseph Jewel, and dey lived on de J wel place in Oglethorpe County. I never did keer much for fine clothes and Miss hkary said what clothes I had was all right, but she just would give me a nice white weddint dress. She had us g t married at her house, and she~  vited lots of x~ine and Joe s folks and our friends to a big supper she had fixed for us. Miss Mary sho  did give me a grand send off. ~tter dat, I visited my Miss Mary whenever I wanted to, and still helped her wid her babies when she needed me.   Miss Mary is done daid now, but if she was a livin  old  llail:Le would have what she needs. I m a gittin  ~oughty old now and my old man is done gone on to glory, but Raille will soon be wid him dar. Whilst I did go and git married to a Jewel, I ain t for  gjtjj~~~ I was borned and bred a McWhorter, and I m here to tell you dat I m still just de saine   a McWhorter.  0 ~   s   s   </p>
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DriskeU,     ~ . .   7-28-3?  1 00202 . P1~LTW   .   .B~~N 3OI1~ON ~     Following is Benjamin 3~ohnson s own account of sane of his experiences as a slave and of conditions on his plantation.   won our plantati on de ~~white folks been di  de slaves off fat meat   j owls   an  heads an   jaws.  Dey kept all de meat out in de  smoke house in de back yard. In dis house dey kept de hems all hangin  up high an  above dem dey kept de sausages an4 den above dem dey kept de finest hams aU trimmed an  everything. De slaves eat dat fat meat an  thought dat dey wus eatin  pound cake. Cane down to chicken~  if you got it you st oie it when de white folks wus sleep at ni ght an  den you had to be careful an  bury ai . de feathers in de groun   cause if you burned  em de white folks would ~aell  em. We boys in de fiel  used to be so hungry  till we did nt know what to do. De overseer would be settin  down under a tree an  he would holier  keep goin    De sweat would be j e s   running  off you and sanetime s you could smell one another.  Dare wus a spring nearby an  when we would git to it we would  fail down an  drink fun de branch, De wozaen would be plowin  an  hoein  grain an  de spanish needles an  cockle burrs would be etickin  to dere  dresses Thm dere knees to dere feet   Further down dere would be a m~an di ggin  a di toh. Every now an   den white folks would walk over t o de ditch an  see if it wie d  same width all de way.    You go off t o see somebody at night  je s   like you an  me  want t o laff an   talk..-..an  if dey ketch an   you am  t got no pass den~ dey gwine to whup you. You be glad to git away too  cause when dey hit you   you wus hit   I wus down to   John Brady  s place one night talkin   to a lady an  ol  man Brady slipped up bebin  me an   caught me in de . collar an  he say : ~  Whut you dom   over here?   ~ I  in goin   to give you twenty~five lashes  an   den he say to me :  cane here    He wus je s   bout </p>
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32~3 as tall as I am au  when I got to  1m he say turn  rotin  end  I say to  1m dat  I- am  t dom   nuth1n~s ~ den he say :  data whut I  ta goin to whup you fer   cause  you ought to be hone dom  sumpin  .   Bout dat time when I st coped over to take off my coat I caught   lin in hi s pants an  throwed   im in a puddle   water en  den  I lit out fer hc~ne   If you git home den dey couldn  t do nuthint to you. ~ He tried to chase me but he did nt know de way through de woods like I did ant he fell in a gulley an  hurt his arm. De next orni  when I wus hitchin  up de boss man  s horse I seed  im ccmin  an  I toi de boss dat he tried to ~hup me de night bef o  an  den de boss n~n say  di d he have you?    I t oi~ ~ dat he did but dat I got away. An  den de boss say:  He had you an  he did  nt have you ~ I s dat right?  Den he say  don t worry  bout dat I can git you out of dat.   f he ha  you he  shoulda whupped you an  dat woulda been hi s game but he let you git away an  so dat wus   game .     Bout dat time 01   man Brady had done got dere an  he t de marster dat I wus on his place de night befo  en  dat I got away an  when he tried to whup me an  de marster say to him:  dat wus his game~~ if you had him you shoulda whupped  im  Data de law. If you had whupped  im dat woulda been yo  gerne   but you let   im git away an  80 dat wue hi a gerne.    .  man Brady  s face turned so red dat it looked like he wus gonna bus .     We worked in de fiel  every day an  way in de night we shucked an  shelled corn. De cook done ail de cookin    When all ot de mar  e  75 slaves wile inde fiel  dey had two cooks to feed  em. At twelve o colck de cooks would blow a horn at de stump in de yard back o  de cook house. Even de hossee an  de mules knowed dat horn an~ dey would nt go a step further.   You had to take de mule out of de harness an  take  im to de spring en  water  im an  den take  im to de bouse where a colored man up dere named Sam rob.neon had all de  feed ready fer de hosses. When you git dere ail de hoss s~ go to dere ~n stalls where dere wus ten ears o  corn an  one bundi. o  fodder fer each hose. While dem hossee is eatin  you better be ~it dere eatin  yo  ~n. Sarah an  Annie, de cooks had a big wooden tray wid de ~ eens au  de meat all cut up on it an  you </p>
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pass by wid yo  tin pan an  dey put yo  z~at ai . cut up on it along wid de ~eena an  den you could eat anywhere you wanted to on de stump ~  in de big road if you wanted to. Sanetimes a~e of  ems meat would give out or dere bread would give out an  den dey would say:  I   11 give you a piece of Thy bread foe  s~e or yo  meat or I  1 . gLve you e~e of my x~at for sane of yo  bread . S ie of ~ would have a big ol  ash cake an  sane of  em would have jes  plain corn bread. Dere ~us usually a big skillet o  potatoes at de cook house an   when you eat an  drink yo  water den you I s ready t o go back to work. Dey wus goin   t O let you lay down In de shade fer   bout a hour but you would make de time up by workin  till dark. Scmie of  em worked so  till dey back wus gone. Dey could nt even stand up straight .    Sometimes   mi. asus would come   long an  she would be mad wid SOEUO of de W J fl 8fl~ she would want to go to whuppin  on   em.   Sc*netiuioe de wcmen would  nt take it an  would run away an  hide in de woods. SOEnetiines dey would o~ie back after a short stay en  den again dey would have to put de hounds on dez s trail to bring dem back hc~ne. As a general rule dere wus nt much whuppin  on our plantation.  Course 1f you did nt do what dey toi  you to do dey would take you out an  put yo  hands round a pole an  tie you so yo  feet would jee  touch de groun  an  den d.y would go to work on you wid a o~hide. Everytime d.y hit you de blood would fly wid de whip.     De clothes den wu  nt but   plain white cloth. Most of em  wi s pat hed turn de legs to de waist   S ie wus patched so till dey looked like a quilt. Sane of de Wanen w e dese long striped cotton dresses an  when dey would go in de fiel  de spanish needles an  de burrs would stick all over  em. De only shoes dat you got wus red brogans. If you got anything better lt wus sane dat de marster give you fer brushing off his shoes at de house. You wus so proud whenever dey give you a pair o  shoes or a cl  straw hat dat dey wus </p>
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through WI d at de house you went back an  showed It t o everybody an   you wus mighty proud too. I used to drive my niarster s hoes an  bu~ ter  Im an  so I used to gLt a  .otsa stuff like dat.     01   marster wus a judge an   hi s name wus Luke ~ ohnson, lU s wife wus named Bet sy an   hi s eons wus named Jixa, T~i, Will   an  Dorn. lU s daughters was Z! anle, Mary, Catherine, an  Lissle. Re had 300 acres of land an  75 slaves.     All de houses on de plantation  cept ol  marster s vais built out   logs. 01   max ater lived in a fine house   Sanetimes when one o  de slaves had a chance to go Inside hi s house aU de rest of de slaves would be waitin  outside fer you to come out. When you did come out dey would say:   You been In de marst er   s house -.. how did I t look in dere - whut dl d you see?  Dey would tell  em:  you ought to go in dere.~--it   s so pretty . Whenever you got a chance to go in dare you had done pulled off yo  hat long  fore you got to de door.    On Sunday we would take soot out of de chimney an  wet it an  den go an  borrow de marster s  shoe brush en  go an  brush our shoes. We wus gittin  ready to go to church.     At church all de white folks would sit In de front an  all de slaves would sit in de back. De preacher would preach en  say:  Obey yo  master un ~ yo   mis sus an  you wi U always do ri ght   If you see eggs in de yard take  ein to yo  marster    yo  missus an  put  em at her feet. If you don t do dis she will needle you well or break bark over yo  head an  de bad man will git you.     Sanetitnes dey would give us a dollar at Christmas time an  1f  scinebody did nt take it furn us we would have it de nex  Christmas  cause we didu   t have h  to spend I t fer.     When de war broke out 01  xn.arster enlisted an  he took me  long to wait on him an  to keep his clothes clean, I had plenty o  tun </p>
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32G  cause dere wus nt so very much work to do. I  members seem   lia fightin  in Richmond an  Danville, Virginia. I had a good time jes  watchin  de soldiers fightin    I did nt have to fight any at all. I used to stand in de door of de tent an  watch  em fight. It wus terrible-~- you could hear de guns firm  an  see de soldiers fallin  right an  left. All you could see WI S men gittin  all shot up. One day I seed one soldier git his head shot off fuin his body. Othees got arme an  legs shot off. An  all de time all you could hear wus de guns goin  .-bam, ~bam, bam-..it wus terrible to see an  hear. One mornin  as I wits standin  in de door of de tent I had a dose of lt. I wus lea.uln  against de side o~ de tent wid my hand stretched out a load o  grape shot fum de guns hit me in de hand an  de blood flew everywhere. I jes  hoilored. It come pretty near scareing me to death. JLfter de doctor got it patched up ( and he held the hand up to exibit the scar) it wus as good as it every wus.     After de war wus over ol  marster wus all shot up an  I had to take hiiti on back home. When we got dere all de slaves crowded  roun me an  want ad t O know 1f dey wus gonna be freed or not an   when I   t ~ dat de war wus over an  dat dey~us free dey wus all very glad. After de war a whole lots of   ~n stayed on de plantati on an  a whole lots of   e.~ left as soon as dey could git away.  </p>
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!~ ~ 4~ .~ ~ ~ ~ L:~ J4~~ p~d 32~? PlANTATION LIFE as viewed by Ex-Slave    GEOi~GIA JOHNSON 1537 W. Broad Street Athens, Georgia Written by:    Edited by: Grace ~oCune Athens -   Sarah H. Hall Athens -  Leila Harris Augusta   </p>
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 I ~: .~oi ~ 328  GEORGIA JDHNSO~ ~ ~           Almost without exception the old Negroes who have given their  ricollections  have had life stories centered around one plantation. Unlike these Aunt Georgia Johnson, 74 years old, of Athens, Georgia, moved about considerably during her childhood, lived in several states and had many and varied experiences. After coming back home she is of the opinion shared by all Georgians:  I~Darts no place kin teich Georgie.     Ma s fust name was Myra. I don t  men~ber what her other  naine was   Atte r   her whi te folkee s had done die d out up in Maryland, her Pa, her brudder and sister was sold off up dar, and a man named Jim Grishain brung de rest of de slaves from dat plantation down to Lexin  ton, Georgie to sell  em. ~.rse Duncan Allen bought my Ma and her Mazrriny dar at de sale in Lexin ton and tuk  em to his big old plantation i~. South Callina. ~ ~   Ma said her didn  t never see no hog meat   tu she come to  dis country. Her said dey et all sorts of fishes; just went to de be a eh and g o t c rab s   cys te r s   and swirip C shr inip ) w i d de  hu 11 s s t ill on  ein, but when her done et some hog neat at Marster s plantation, her said hit sho  was good. ~r~e Duncan Allen give my Ma to his gal, Mist ess Laura, for her maid. My Pa,, he was Charlie Al1en~ he b longed to Marse Duncan Allentoo. When Mist ess Laura done went and marri e d Marse Blaokwe 11 of ~   be rton, Ge orgie   Mar ce Duncan give  em my Pa for a weddin  present and dey fetched my Ma and Pa wid  ein to live in E berton, Georgie. Atter dey got moved and settled, my </p>
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 Page 2. 329   M3. and Pa dey got married. 1~, her wukked in de big house and done IflOs t of de cookint   Pa driv  de carriage for de whi. te folks. Marster and Mist ess was powerful good to deir  laves. Marster, he run a big store at E berton, and   sides dat he had a big plantation and a heap of Niggers too.   ~On de plantation dey had big gyardene whar dey raised heaps of cabbages, ~potatoes, colla  d. greens, turnip sallet, onions, a  peas, rutabagas, and pun kini~ and secli. lak, Dey raised plenty of  chickens, tukkeys, hogs, cows and sheep, and dey wove good woo . cloth on de plantation bonis out of de wool f um dem dar sheep.    Slave. quarters was dust one room log cabins what was   built so de corners corne together to big old chimneys. Yessuin, I  members dey just had one big chimney to evvy four cabins. Dey cooked on de fireplace and had pot racks for to hang de pots on, and ovens to bake in. Us sho  could do  way wid a heap of sweet   tatoes what I~ad done been roasted in de ashes. Cabins was planked up on de inside and de outsides was daubed wid mud in de cracks to keep out de wind and rain. Our home-made beds, nailed to de side of de cabins, had ticks filled viid wheat straw. White folks had nice corded beds., Ma said hit was lots of trouble to keep de~ cords tight. Dey had hooks for to draw  em up tight and den peg  em down wid wooden pegs.   0Marster allus give his Niggers passes on Sundays so as dein paddyroller folks wouldn t ketch  ein and beat tern up, if dey went off ~ de plantation. Niggers went to de white folks church and listened to white preachers. When ~ jthed de church, dey had to break de ice in Beaver Darn Crick to baptise her. Her was so happy and shouted so </p>
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Page 3. 33()  loud, dey had to drag her out of de crick and take her way back in de woods to keen her fro~i  sturbin  de rest of de folks at de baptizint.   UI was borned in de last year of de War so I don t have no  sho  tnough ricollections  bout dem hard times what old folks says dey had dem days. Atter de VIar was over, us all stayed on wid  Marster for a long time. Mist ess was rnoughty good to us chillun. \. ~ ) Us played v id de white chillun, and one day iist ess cotch us all a-  fightin , and her switched us all, but it didn t hurt. Marster used to ~i.t my sister to shout for him. I kin just see her now, a_twistint and jurnj~in  and hollerin  for all de world lak grown-up Niggers done at meetin s and baptizin s, ttil she done fell out. Den Marst~er, he say,  Take her to de kitchen and feed her good.     Pa and Marster had a fallin  out,  cause Marster wouldn t have no settlement wid   im. He just wouldn  t give my Pa no money. Marster said us younguns still btlonged to tj~ and dat us had evvything us needed, and could git anything us wanted at his store and he thought he had done  nougli. for us. ~ut my ~a said he didn t wanter take up evvythi. ng he wukke d for in trade     cause he would lak to have some x~ioney too.    BOUt dat time Marse Pope Barrow was a gittin  up lots of  Niggers to go wid him to Mis sippi for to raise cotton out dar, whar he said dey was iiakin  heais of money. 1a tuk us all and went   long wid  lin. I just kin  member dat place. Hit was all kivvered wid water. Marse Pope, he hired a lot of Irishnien to help dig ditches for to dreen de water off his land. Den dey planted cotton and Pa said hit sho  was fine cotton, just a growin  to beat de band, when </p>
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Page 5. Lt  ~ - ~ in de wood, feed chickens and on Sundays atter dinner when dar warn  t   no coi~any at de big. house us would go up to de big plunder room in de attic and us would have de bestes  times wid de white cthilluns, a dressin  up in de old clothes what Mistress had stored away up dar. SOnietimes when Mar$ter would ketch us Uj~) dar all dressed up, he would make us conie down and preach f or him. Den he made t~s all ee t down t cep  one what was to do de preachin  . Some tinies i t was his own son he called on to preach to us, and dat white boy sho  told uz ~iggers  bout our sins. Den dey would make my sister, Millie, sing,  Poe Sinne r Man, Done G one Down Yonder    One time when i~rster  s son wa~ a preachint he told all about a fight us done had once when I  . hit M~n wid a rock. He said I shot was goint to de debbil for dat. I dust knowed Marster was gwine g t atter me  bout dat, but he just la~ighed and said hi. t warn  t de fust time a preacher had d one been hit wid a rock.    ~.rse Deadwyler, de mayor, up at ~ berton, lived on de plantation next to ours, and he had a big old deer what sho  hated chillun. Hit would try to stonip  e~ to death, and us sho  did make tracks fast sometimes when dat old deer got out. And ~rster had a old mul~~ wnat would fight at us chillun too. One time us didn t know he was in de parstur when us went out dar to play. De gate was wukked wid draw poles and us couldn t git  em down, ~o us had to crawl under a old crib house and hit was plumb dark when Marster faun  us. Us sho  didn t go in de parstur no more lessen us knowed dat mule was fas ened up good and tight at de barn. </p>
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Page 7. ~    *Marse Duncan Allen didn  t have no little chillun of his own den, but he shot seed atter us. Por sup~per us had bread and milk, wid btitter and  lasses siru . Dey says dats tfloUgh for chulun at night. Us was still dar on Marss Allen  s plaae when me and Isaac McCollie got rr~arried. De white folks said I was to~ young  cause I was just 15 den, but my Ma told me I could go ahead and git n~arried if I wanted too. Isaac s two brudders was r~arried at de saine time. Whilst de boys was gone atter licenses and de preacher, us three gals was a-waitin  up at Marse Tom Young  ~ house whar de weddi.n  wa~ to take place. Dem other two gals was so skeered dat  ~ Marse Torn  s housekeeper give each one of us a glass of gin to quie t 2 our nerves, but I warn  t skeered a bit, not me, when. I had a cbanst to be all dressed up lak dat, in a satin striped wh te weddin  dress I wid a long train a-trailin  off de back of it. All de ten ruffles     roun  dat dress was aidged wid pink and de big puffed sleeves had pink cuffs. hit did seem an awful long time  fore dem boys got back wid Preacher Lockhart. Us was married dar atMarse T~ifl~~ and den us went back to Marse Duncan Allen s place whar de bigges  surprise) I ever had was ready for us. ~.rster and Mist ess had done. t .owed dat if I just had to git married dey would do de best dey could for me. Out in de big house yard was long tables just loaded down Wid evvything good - chickens, barbecue, pies, and a great big weddin    cake, what my good old ILtst ess done baked for me her own self, and den us just had de bigges  sort of time a-dancin  and frolickin  . ) atter us et ail dat good supper. laaacts Pa said he owed him one more year  cause he was just 19 when us got married, and all us got for dat whole year s wuk was a little corn and one heifer. ..~ </p>
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Page 8. ~j:33  ~ O1d Marse Biackwell had done died and ~ ss Laura was a~ beggint my Pa to e ox~e back and wuk for her, but he wouldn  t go nowhar   ti ~ atter Marse Duncan Allen died, den he moved back to Georgie, down nigh de Jixn Smith place. Den Pa got a farm whar de stockade ~3 flOW. U~ wukked rnoughty hard a- gittin  a start, and dat hard wuk made good crops and us raised most all us needed to eat ~ ) veg~tables, hogs, cows, chickens, tukkeys, and sech lak. In de fall atter u~ ~ad clone wukked so hard all thoo  crop time   Pa le t us have cornshuckin s. U~ cooked for two or three days  fore dem cornshuckin  s   cause dere was allus a big crowd to be fed. When de big day come, fust thing us done was choose a gen ral. He just walked  roun  de big piles of corn and led de singint   Somehow, I can  t  member how dat song went, but it was all  bout corn. De gen ral started de song slow and den got it to goin  faster and faster and de livelier de song went de faster de shuck8 would fly, and de more often dey would pass trouflt de liquor. Soon as all de corn was shucked, us had de big feast wid jlenty of good coffee and toddy to go wid dem good victuals us had done been cookin  up; dem chickens~ all dat fresh killed hog meat and a big sj~read of lightbread and pies  and c~ kes. Dein was de good old days, and dey don  t have no sech grand tinies a helpin  each other, and a celebratin  de harvest time no more.   SAtter Isaac died, I v ukked for diff unt white folks,  cookin  and washint  tu I married Alec Johnson. Dis time us just went to de preacher for to g t de knot tied and didn t have no big weddin . I did have on a nice white dress, but hit warn t nigh so pretty and fancy as my fust weddin  dress. A few friends come  roun  dat night and us handed  em out a little cake and ice crean~, but dere </p>
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Page 9. wai r3~ t ria big supper.    zofe my husbands is done been daid and gone long ago, but I se still got two of my chillun, my gran chullun and four great gran chillun. Dey s all sweet and good to me, and sees dat I has all what I needs. I done lost de sight in one eye and de other one is failin  moughty fast. 1 prays and prays dat de good Lord will let me see a little, what time I se gQt left to live.   NOne of my chillun died de fu~t of dis year and soon l in  gwine to jine her. I hopes you laks what I ricollected, but soxneh~ow  I can t call dem old times back to mind since I done got so old, lak  I use to. Come back to see me again, Honey. Good-bye.    . . . . . . I ~ e ~  . . . .  . . .  s ~ </p>
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j::.j    1OO?25 . . ~ .. . ~1ANUEL JOHNSON a~ ~     by    Minnie Bra haxn Stonestreet  ?las hingt on.-Y~i1kes Georgia </p>
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~ANtIEL J OHNSON of ~ASHINCrTON ~7ILI S  Seventy four year old I~ anue1 Johnson, ?Tabout de younges   of the nine children ofI~ii1ford and Patsey Johnson, is a tall ebony-.black old man with the whitest hair and the roandest, merriest face. He lives in ~ashin~ton, I~ut even at his age he farms.   Although he was too young to reraenther such about slavery, Uncle ~ianue1 recalls the iaappy pid plantation days:  My Pa an  Ma cum frwn oie Vir~in y five years befo  de ~ ah, Jedge Harris here in ~ii1kes County went up ter Virgin y an  bo t dem frwn de Ptitnams an  bro t  era home wid him. You know, i;~iss, in dem days us ni~gers wuz bo t an  sole lak dey does mules ter-day. I wu.a borned down on de Harris place de same year L:iss Carrie (the youngest Harris daughter) wuz   we s de saine year s chiliun, dat s de onlies  way I knows how oie I is, idss Oarrie tele me.    Jedge Harris had er lot ov slaves ~ I specks I kin name er hunderd now, dey all lived in 1o~ cabins in de Quarters an  wuz happy an~ weil took keer ov as dey could ~e. De white folks took me in de house when I wuz leetle an  raised me kase dey wanted me fer er house 1~oy. I waited on de table, washed dishes, an  atter I ~ot ~big  nou~h, I milked de cows. I et in </p>
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page ~2  de-kitchen outtn young ~ttarse Jimmie s plate. I tho t so much OV him i: allus et out n de same plate he did. ?Ie sho  had  ~ er plenty ov evtything good too. ~l1 de y uther niggers cooked  an  et in de cabins. I wuz gittin   long in years  fo  I  knowed you could buy meat in a sto . Yassuin, us lived well on  dat plantation ~ had plenty ter eat an  ter wear. Miss Cornelia   (the oldest Harris daughter)   made all my  lothes. De nigger wirninens spun an  wove, but I never paid dem rauch mind whei~i. I wuz er comin  on. I Tinen er ~ dem talk  bout dyin  de cloth out er bark an  things dey ~ot out n de woods. ~ so ~ had somethin  ter wear I never tho t how hard dey had ter wuk ter mak hit.   ~ I lived on de Harris plantation wid dem  til I wuz nineteen years oie an  I allus felt lak I belonged ter dem ~ dey wu.z so good ter me~ ~hen I Lust could  inemlier, ~iss Cornelia would ~~it on oie Ruben, dat wuz her saddle horse, an  mak me ~it up behind h~r an den she d go anywhere she wanted ter go. ENough times she took ike terole Mt ZionChurchwid her.    No nigger wuz ever  lected on de Harris place. EL we wuz sick er needed samthin  us got hit. Ef we wuz real sick de horseback doctor cain. In dem days de doctors rid  roun  in de country on horseback an  took medicine wid em. EL we warn t so sick de oie white folks curn ter see ~.is an   scribed fer us. Dey use ter mak us little niggers take hoehound tea an  fat lightwood  tea fer coles. Dat lightwood tea is er good medicine, </p>
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344:)      page~3  I. takes hit lots ov times now when I ~as er cole, Us had ter take Garlic water   no in, not Garlic and whiskey, but jes  plain Garlic water, an  hit wuz a bad dose too. Dey give us candy made out n Jerusalem oak an  sugar, dat warn t so bad.    Uncle Manuel said when h  first could remember the negroes bad services in their cabins atnight.  Ohairback preathhers went around from one plantation to another ho1din~ services and much good *as done.  On Sunday evenings, our Mistess called all us little flics up to de house an  read de Bible to us an  tole us Bible stories an  talked ter us  bout livin  right. ~  members dat  es  as good.    When asked about the funerals and marriages when~ 1~oe first remembered, Uncle Manuel said:  Dey keeps dead folks out too  ;long now. ~~hen I wuz coinin  on, ei aoznebody died lak terday, dey wuz buried ter-inorrer    Jere wu~ a set tin  up an  prayer service dat night, de body wuz put in er plain home-.~made coffin blacked wid blackin  an  speerits turpentine, an  when de waggin cuin ter take de body ter de buryin  groun  ev  ybody went out  ~ ~ de corpse singin  some good ole song lak ~ Grace   ~ an   Hark Fruin de Tomb . Den dey went on ter de grave an  had  a little service tellin  ~bout how de departed  un had gone ter p eac e ~ r es t   d ere warn  t no long   ic t i onary lak d ey ha s now   none ow dese great long ~ seriuons an  gwines on   ev  ybody had j s~ __~l, common funeral an  hit wuz so much better. </p>
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34u1    pa~.e   4   I~~y Marster wuz a Jedge so he married ail his ni~~ers whut T~ot married. lie married lots ov y uther couples too. I  ruenthers dat ~ey use ter own fer hirn ter marry dein.    Uncle Manuel said he tried superstitions and signs, ~ut they didn t  prosper me none , so he gave up all he knew except the weather signs, and he plants his crops by the moon.  1 watches de fust twelve days ov de New Year an  den I kin tell jes  whut weather ev y mont  ov de year gwine ter bring. Dat s de way mens mak almanacs.  Course I ain~t got no edercation   nu~er been ter school in my life   but dat s my fault kase I could have went, but long  uout den I wuz so inannish I ~ go an  ev y day I wishes I had er went so I could read now, but I ~ have sense  nough den ter want ter learn.    About planting crops, tTncle Eanuel advises:  Plant ev ything dat makes ander de ~rcan  lak  taters, goobers, tunips an  sich, on de dark ov de nioon; plant ev ything dat ~iakes on top de ~:roun  on light nights. Plant yo  crap on de waste ov de moon an  dat crap ~ gwine ter waste er way, an  dat s de truf, I ain t nuver seed hit fail yit. Plant corn on de full ov de moon an  you ll have   ull good inade years, plant on de ~:rowin  ov de moon an  you ll have a full growed stalk, powerful stal~s, ~ut de years won t be fulled out. I pays  tention to dem si~ns, cut as fer ail dese y uthers, dey ain t not~iin  ter dem,  cept nieetin  er cat, I jes  has ter turn clean er  roiin~ when I meets er cat an  dat turns de ~ad luck dat hit means, er  way.  </p>
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342    page-5   Uncle Manuel grew sad as he r called the gth d old days lone gone. He niade an unusual statement for one of his race when F~ said}/~  Mist ss, ef somebody had er thou.san  dollars in one han   11j;1t in de y uther apass fer me ter go back to dem ole days an  : axed me which  u.n I de tak , I de go back to dein oie days an  live de rest OV my life. Dere amt  nothin  to dese times n~ ~ nothin   cept trubble, peoples is livin  so fast, dey don t tak  ~  no time ter stop an~  sider, dey jes  resh right into trubble.  ~ I use ter drive oxen   four ov  em   an  dey took nie  long all  \~ right. I se plowed oxen too, now yu nuver see  un kase dey s  ~ t.o slow; hit s aatyinobiles an  gas run things, no m, folks don t j  sider on de ways ov life lak dey use ter. L~ ~:    ~Why is I iivin  so long? Dat s easy   I se  onest, ain t nuver stole, nuver been in no trubble ov any kin ,  been nigh ter death two times, but I se been spared kase I ~es  ain t lived out    lily days 3Tjt. ~ I se on borrowed time, I knows das, but dat ain t  ~. ~  ~---  ~~-~--    : worryin  me none. j   n  I tell yu sumthin  else; I ain t  ootherin  none over dis oie age pensun business fer I se gwine ter wak on pensun er no j~ensun. No inam, I ain t ~wine ter set back~an    speck no govermint ter feed me ion~ as I kin  scratch er  roun . I :~ ot wuk ter do   I ~ot nio  wuk. t~a~  ~c ~~a  j~ir~c ter do hit long as ~ able.    It \;as eas~7 to see from Uncle Manuel s manner he meant every   word he said about no-uk  An independent bld soul, and a good example tp~ the youn~.er ones of his race.    ~  ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ </p>
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 I )(1~r;3~3 ~/ ~%M ~ ~5~ai./e.  -7--7 I ~   Mary A. Crawford 313  eL~~4 p57-::: ~ ~ ~ i~ ;J ~ ~ ~-  : ~ ~ ~   ~ Re-search Worker   . -..  i1 ~ ~  ~ I L1 J~/&amp; I~  ~ ~ ~ ~~ ~::~    4  c~ Susie ~ohnson-~-~slave    Suaie was only f~r years o:1~ when The War Between the ~tatea began, but recalls a great deal about the old days, and rexnembers  a great deal that ber mother told her. Susie s parents were Jim and Dixiah fteezaan who belonged to Mr. and Mrs. Henry Yresmen.   The Preemans   live d on. a large plantati on. near The Rock   Georgia  1? I,  ax4 bad aa n~x~y slaves they could not be counted.   The old fteen~n hon~e is still standing   but is occupied now by negroes an~c1 1* in a bad state or repair.   Susie is aro~und seventy~five or seventy-seven years old, as nearly as skie eau  figger it out    A good nany years ago when she first came over here from Upson C*inty, she found.  Mr   7rank Freeman, her young marster   away back Yonder ) and be told her lot s and Iota about her Ia ther and f ather and gave ber her correct age-~-Ju1y 4 th.   $usie says that Mr. and Mrs. Yre~nan were  sho  good to theii~ slaves but the y surely di d coat roi them~. Por ixistanee, if any of theiu 1~d the stomach ache  Ole Misa  would make them take sons  Jeru.salexa Oak tea  and if they 1~d a bad cold it was  hoar hoandtea . If you didnot take the medicine  01e ILias  ~u1d~ reach ~1p and~ get the leather   strop  end (Susie chackled)  then you~  d take it,,.   When asked if Mr. Ireeman whipped the s1~ves very much, Susie said he did not and that if he ha.d been a mean master that </p>
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a  ) ~ L~          all the Diggers wouldu   t a wanted t O stay an with hirn after freedom .  when a sked ab out the negro n~rria~ge c~toma of slavery  days, Susie stat ed that her m~otb~e r S~id that   she and ~im~ (Susie   s daddy) wh~. they got in love ~nd wanted to marry, ~jest held each others hands a14 j un~ped over tb~e broom and they was narried .   Yea, I believe in Iota o  sigri~s~, Susie replied on  bein&amp; asked abc~it that. For instance, the  scritch r owl la a ~ ah  sign   death ~ . Lud the reasrn I knows that i s c use  my papa   s death ~as t  to Id by ~ owl ;     P~pa was took sick like t2iis xaoruing at nine o clock and abmt eleven o clock a little ~ son   owl cone and set ri ~It on the corner of the root right above the head o  ~epa a bed and acritched and scritched-~-an~d b y two o   clock that  ay ~pa was a corpse I   Sueie remembers one day when ~e au~ her mot