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SLAVE NARRATIVES - Library of Congress

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Tnterviewer Miss Irene Robertson<br />

Person interviewed Mollie Hardy Scott; R»F»D*> DeVails Blufft Arkansas<br />

> Age 90<br />

"I was born at Granville, Georgia in Franklin County* I don f t<br />

know my age cept I was big enough to plow when young master lef and<br />

went to war* My mother died bout time the war started* We belonged to<br />

Miss Eliza and Master Jim Hardy* He had two boys bout grown, Jim and<br />

John* My father belong to the Linsys* I don f t know nuthin much bout<br />

them nor him neither* When the war was done he come and got me and we<br />

went to Barton County, Georgia* When I lef they give me my feather bed,<br />

two good coverlets and my clothes* White folks hated fo me to leave* We<br />

all cried but I never seen em no more. They said he take me <strong>of</strong>f and let<br />

me suffer or die or something* I was all the child my father had but my<br />

mother had ten children I knowed <strong>of</strong>* We all lived on the place* They<br />

lived in a little log house and I stayed wid em some an up at white folks<br />

house mostly* No I never seed my folks no more* We had plenty to eat*<br />

Had meat and garden stuff* We had pot full <strong>of</strong> lye hominy* It last sev-<br />

eral days* It was good* I seed em open up a pot full <strong>of</strong> boiled cora-on-<br />

the-cob* Plenty milk and butter* We had wash pot full <strong>of</strong> collards or<br />

turnip salafc* Maybe a few turnips on top and a big piece <strong>of</strong> fresh meat*<br />

We had plenty to eat and wear long as I lived wid the white folks* We<br />

tad goobers, molasses candy to pull and pop corn every now and then* They<br />

fill all the pockets, set around the fire an eat at night. Sometimes we<br />

bake eggs and sweet potatoes, cracklin hoe cake covered up in the ashes*<br />

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