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We have both applied for help from the Welfare but neither of us has gotten anything yet." Interviewer: Miss Irene Robertson Person interviewed: Hattie Thompson, Widener, Arkansas Age: 72 "I was born the second year after the surrender. I was born close to Arlington, Tennessee. My parents was Mariah Thermon and Johnson Mayo. They had eight children. They belong to different owners.
On Wednesday and Saturday the cook made ginger cakes for the little children. The house girl called us. She was Aunt Teena's girl. Aunt Teena was a housemaid. See little niggers coming from every direction to get our cakes. "Jim Jackson's wife was named Mariah. They lived in a big fine white house. When it was freedom a soldier come, brought a paper and Massa Jim was settin' on the porch.
He served as a Representative to Congress from 1815 to 1818, and as a Senator from Lincoln county to the State Legislature from 1823 to 1826. In 1834, he moved to Lowndes county, Ala., where he died in October, 1847, in the sixty-fourth year of his age. He had seven children: 1. Eloise Forney married Gen. Jones Withers, of Mobile, Ala. Mariah Forney married Judge Moore, of Alabama,
No, I mean Massa Jim's wife Miss Mariah. That big place was what her pa give her. Massa Jim had five hundred little niggers on that place and lots more on the big plantation. He had about two thousand little niggers. We went in droves is right. "I never went to a table in slavery time.
Aunt Mariah lived down at the other end of the village, and she generally came every fortnight to spend an afternoon with Teddy's mother. She always brought her knitting in a bag, and a white net cap that she put on before the glass as soon as she had taken her bonnet off. Teddy liked to have her come, her needles flew so fast, and she used to recite to him,
"One song I lack'd best ob all wuz, 'Mah ole Mammy ez De'd en Gon', 'Let me Sit B'neath de Willow Tree. Don't member uther songs now." INTERVIEW Sylvia Watkins 411 14th Avenue N. Nashville, Tennessee. I'se said ter be 91 y'ars ole. I wuz young w'en de War wuz goin' on. I wuz bawn in Bedford County. Mah mammy wuz named Mariah. She had six chillun by mah daddy en three by her fust husband.
"Freedom Aunt Mariah Jackson was freed at Dublin, Mississippi. She said she was out in the field working. A great big white man come, jumped up on a log and shouted, 'Freedom! Freedom! They let the log they was toting down; six, three on a side, had holt of a hand stick toting a long heavy log. They was clearing up new ground. He told them they was free. They went to the house.
No use to drive a willin' hoss to death. I can get a place for both of the gyrls in the mill, an' aftah the fust month aftah they learn the job, they can earn enough to support you comf't'bly. Now, we'll give you a nice little cottage no bother of keepin' up a big run-down place like this jes' a neat little cottage. Aunt Mariah can keep it in nice fix.
She then called Mariah, the cook to bring a rope and tying the two of them to the old colonial post on the front porch, she took a chair and sat between the two, whipping them on their naked backs for such a time, that for two weeks their clothes stuck to their backs on the lacerated flesh.
Appleby's rheumatism. His mother saw that he was growing restless and that his cheeks were flushed, so she asked Aunt Mariah to come over to her room to look at some calico she had been buying. When they had gone Teddy lay for a time enjoying the silence of the room, but after a while it began to seem too still and the clock ticked with a strange loud sound.
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