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They whooped her and me too but I never knowed 'em to whoop my father. When they whoop my mother I'd run off to place we lived and crawl under the house. "We chillun had nothing to do wid coffee. We drunk milk out little bowls. We'd turn it up or lap it out which one could do the best. They fed us. We'd ask for more till we got filled up.
But nowadays if chillun don't believe what you say, they goin' try to show you a point. "Yes ma'am, folks is livin' a fast life white and colored. "Looks like the old folks has worked long enough for the white folks till they ought to have enough to live on." Interviewer: Miss Irene Robertson Person interviewed: Sarah Taylor, R.F.D., Madison, Arkansas Age: 70
"I got more whuppin's dan any other Nigger on de place, 'cause I was mean like my mammy. Always a-fightin' an' scratchin' wid white an' black. I was so bad Marster made me go look at de Niggers dey hung to see what dey done to a Nigger dat harm a white man. "I's gwine tell dis story on myse'f. De white chillun was a-singin' dis song: 'Jeff Davis, long an' slim, Whupped old Abe wid a hick'ry limb.
Old Caeser started 'em and we've had to pay 'em ever since. "Younger generation ain't mannerly now like they was when I was young. Chillun used to be obedient but they got to have their way now. Old folks done put the chillun where they is now and they ought to take care of 'em. "I don't know where the world gwine come to in the next five years. I reckon they'll all be dead way they're gwine now.
"If yo' chillun ain't gone an' mussed up de floah ag'in!" "Bert broke my boiler!" said Freddie, and began to cry. "Oh, never mind, Freddie, there are plenty of others in the cellar," declared Nan. "It was an accident, Dinah," she added, to the cook. "Eberyt'ing in dis house wot happens is an accident," grumbled the cook, and went off to get the dust-pan and broom.
In de winter we had cotton shirt with a string to tie de collar, instead of a button and tie. We war den same on Sunday, excepting dat mudder would wash and iron dem for dat day. "We went barefooted in de summer and in de winter we wore brogan shoes. Dey were made of heavy stiff leather. "My massa wuz named Sam Jemison and his wife wuz named Chloe. Dey had chillun.
De Lawd God Almighty takes good care o' his chillun if dey be's good an' holy." Dora Franks, Ex-Slave, Monroe County FEC Mrs. Richard Kolb Rewrite, Pauline Loveless Edited, Clara E. Stokes DORA FRANKS Aberdeen, Mississippi Dora Franks, ex-slave, lives at Aberdeen, Monroe County. She is about five feet tall and weighs 100 pounds. Her hair is inclined to be curly rather than kinky.
Now you bettah be careful or I get you." "Sho I saw slaves sole. Da come from all ovah to buy an sell de slaves, chillun to ole men and women." "De slaves walk and travel with carts and mules." "De slaves on aukshun block dey went to highes bidder. One colored woman, all de men want her.
You k'n go roun' yer an' sass deze w'ite people, an' maybe dey'll stan' it, but w'en you come a-slingin' yo' jaw at a man w'at wuz gray w'en de fahmin' days gin out, you better go an' git yo' hide greased." "What's the matter, old man?" asked a sympathizing policeman. "Nothin', boss, 'ceppin I ain't gwineter hav' no nigger chillun a hoopin' an' a hollerin' at me w'en I'm gwine long de streets."
When we git dar, maybe well go on twel we gits ter Massasip." "Is you got enny folks out dar?" inquired Uncle Remus. "None dat I knows un." "An' you er takin' dis 'oman an' deze chillun out dar whar dey dunno nobody? Whar's yo' perwisions?" eying a chest with a rope around it. "Dem's our bedcloze," the old negro explained, noticing the glance of Uncle Remus.
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