SLAVE NARRATIVES - Library of Congress

"I was my raama f s seventh girl, and I got a seventh girl living* I
had fifteen children* My mother f s children were all born before the
surrender*
"Mr. Judge Sumner and his son were both good men* They never whipped
their slaves*
"They didn f t feed like they do now* I et corn bread then, and I eat
it now* Some people say they don't* They would give them biscuits on
Sundays* They had a cook to cook for the hands* She got all their meals
for them*
"They had a woman to look after the little colored children, and they
had one to look after the white children* My mother was a nurse for the
white children* My mother didn f t have nothing to do with the colored
children*
"I didn f t never have no trouble with the pateroles* Sometimes they
would come down the lane running the horses* When I would hear them, I
would run and git under the bed* I was the scaredest soul you ever seen* I
think that's about all I can remember*
"I was the mother of fifteen children* I had one set of twins, a boy
and a girl* The doctor told me you never raise a boy and a girl twin* My
boy is dead* All of my children are dead but two*
bad,
"I was raised on the farm* I want a few acres of ground now so
"I never was married but once# My husband 1 s name was David Sloan* I
don't know exactly how long he and me were married* It was way over twenty
years* My license got burnt up«
"You know I couldn f t be no thin* but a Christian**
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