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Slave Narratives: a Folk History of Slavery in the United States From Interviews with Former Slaves, Volume XI, North Carolina Narratives, Part 2

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<p><span class="pagenum"><SPAN name="Page_324" id="Page_324">[Pg 324]</SPAN></span></p> <div class='left'> <table border="0" cellpadding="4" cellspacing="0" summary="emmastone"> <tr><td align='left'>N.C. District:</td><td align='left'>No. 2</td></tr> <tr><td align='left'>Worker:</td><td align='left'>Mary A. Hicks</td></tr> <tr><td align='left'>No. Words:</td><td align='left'>326</td></tr> <tr><td align='left'>Subject:</td><td align='left'>Ex-slave recollections</td></tr> <tr><td align='left'>Person Interviewed:</td><td align='left'> Emma Stone</td></tr> <tr><td align='left'>Editor:</td><td align='left'>Daisy Bailey Waitt</td></tr> </table></div> <p>[TR: Date stamp: JUN 7 1937]<br/></p> <hr style="width: 25%;" /> <p><span class="pagenum"><SPAN name="Page_325" id="Page_325">[Pg 325]</SPAN></span></p> <h2>Ex-Slave Recollections</h2> <h4>An interview with Emma Stone, 77 of Heck's-Town, Durham, Durham County. May 21, 1937. </h4> <p>"My mammy wuz a Free Issue an' my pappy belonged ter de Bells in Chatham County. Pappy wuz named Edmund Bell, mammy wuz named Polly Mitchel. My sisters wuz Fanny, Jane, Ann, Josephine, Narcissus, and Cressie. My brothers wuz Lizah, Hilliard an' another one, but I doan 'member his name.</p> <p>"Yo' knows dat I doan 'member much, but I does know dat days on de plantation wuz happy. When my mammy married pappy she moved ter de Bell's plantation so we chilluns, long wid her, wuz lak de udder slaves.</p> <p>"De missus gib us her old hoop skirts ter play in an' we played nigh 'bout all de time. We wuz doin' dis when de Yankees comed by. Dey drives dere hosses up ter de gate an' dey says dat dey is lookin' fer Wheeler's Cavalry. We knows dat it done pass dar de day 'fore, but we is too skeered ter say a thing.</p> <p>"De Yankees stays 'round dar fer a little while, an' dey gathers rations, den dey goes on atter Wheeler. We uster sing a song 'bout Wheeler's Cavalry but I only 'members dat it went lak dis:<span class="pagenum"><SPAN name="Page_326" id="Page_326">[Pg 326]</SPAN></span></p> <div class="poem"><div class="stanza"> <span class="i0">"'Wheeler's Wheeler's Cav—al—ry,<br/></span> <span class="i0">Marchin' on de battlefield<br/></span> <span class="i0">Wheeler's Wheeler's Cav—al—ry<br/></span> <span class="i0">Marchin' on de battlefield.'<br/></span></div> </div> <p>"It wuz really a game we played, while we marched an' pranced an' beat on tin pans. De missus ain't carin' case we is bein' true ter de south she thinks. Shucks we doan care nothin' 'bout Wheeler 'cept what we hyar, an dat ain't so good. We doan keer 'bout de Yankees nother, case we is skeered of dem.</p> <p>"I hyard grown folkses praisen' Lincoln but I doan know much 'bout him. I doan know nothin' much 'bout none of it, but I does know dat it wuz on a Sunday dat de picket wuz lookin' fer Wheeler an' dat we wuz playin' hide an' seek."</p> <hr style="width: 95%;" /> <div style="break-after:column;"></div><br />

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