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<tr><td align='left'>N.C. District:</td><td align='left'>No. 2</td></tr>
<tr><td align='left'>Worker:</td><td align='left'>T. Pat Matthews</td></tr>
<tr><td align='left'>No. Words:</td><td align='left'>1108</td></tr>
<tr><td align='left'>Subject:</td><td align='left'>ALEX WOODS</td></tr>
<tr><td align='left'>Story teller:</td><td align='left'>Alex Woods</td></tr>
<tr><td align='left'>Editor:</td><td align='left'>Daisy Bailey Waitt</td></tr>
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<h2> ALEX WOODS<br/> Ex-Slave Story<br/> </h2>
<h4>8 Ford Alley—end of Martin Street, Raleigh, N.C.
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<p>"My name is Alex Woods. I wus born May 15, 1858.
In slavery time, I belonged to Jim Woods o' Orange County.
De plantation wus between Durham and Hillsboro near de
edge o' Granville County. My missus name wus Polly Woods.
Dey treated us tolerable fair, tolerable fair to a
fellow. Our food wus well cooked. We were fed from de
kitchen o' the great house.</p>
<p>"We called marster's house de 'great house' in dem
times. We called de porch de piazza. We were fed from
de kitchen o' his house during de week. We cooked and
et at our homes Saturday nights and Sundays. We wove
our clothes; children had only one piece, a long shirt.
We went barefooted, an' in our shirt tails; we youngins'
did.</p>
<p>"We did not have any shoes winter nor summer, but
mother and father had shoes with wooden bottoms an'
leather tops. Dr. Tupper, de man who was principal of
de Shaw School, de man who started de school and de church
on Blount St., gave me my first pair o' shoes. Dis wus
the second year after de surrender. I wus nine years ole
den. Dey were boots wid brass on de toes, solid leather<span class="pagenum"><SPAN name="Page_416" id="Page_416">[Pg 416]</SPAN></span>
shoes, made in Raleigh on Fayetteville Street in de basement
o' Tucker's Dry Goods Store, 'bove de Masonic Temple
as you go up. Ole man Jim Jones, a colored shoe maker,
worked in dis shop.</p>
<p>"I can read, but I cannot write, 'cause I've been
run over three times by automobiles. Once my buggy
wus torn to pieces, an' I wus knocked high in de air.
De first time dey run into me dey killed my hoss. De
third time dey paralized my arm and busted the linin'
o' my stomach.</p>
<p>"I learned to read an' write since de surrender
by studying in spare time. Dey wouldn't let any slaves
have books in slavery time. Mother had a book she kep'
hid. Dey would whup a slave if dey caught him wid a
book.</p>
<p>"Dere were between twenty-five and thirty slaves on
de plantation but dere wus no church. Dey would not
allow us to have prayer meetings in our houses, but we
would gather late in de night and turn pots upside down
inside de door to kill de sound and sing and pray for
freedom. No one could hear unless dey eaves-drapped.</p>
<p>"The patteroller rode around to see after de slaves
and whipped 'em when dey caught' em away from home. I
have seen slaves whipped. Dey took them into the barn
and corn crib and whipped 'em wid a leather strap, called
de cat-o'nine tails. Dey hit 'em ninety-nine licks sometimes.<span class="pagenum"><SPAN name="Page_417" id="Page_417">[Pg 417]</SPAN></span>
Dey wouldn't allow 'em to call on de Lord when
dey were whippin' 'em, but dey let 'em say 'Oh! pray,
Oh! pray, marster'. Dey would say, 'Are you goin' to
work? Are you goin' visitin' widout a pass? Are you goin'
to run away?' Dese is de things dey would ax him, when
dey wus whuppin' him.</p>
<p>"My old marster's brother John wus a slave speculator.
I 'member seein' him bringin' slaves in chains to de
plantation when he wus carryin' 'em to Richmond to put
'em on de auction block to be sold. Dey were handcuffed
wid a small chain to a large chain between 'em, two men
side by side; dere wus 'bout thirty in a drove. Dere
wus 'bout three or four white men on horses. Dey wus
called slave drivers; some went before, an' some behind.
Dey carried pistols on dere sides. De distance wus so fur,
dey camped out at night. De slaves set by de fire, and
slept on dese trips wid de chains on 'em. Evertime
de mens come to our house I wus afraid my mother and
father would be sold away from me. If a woman wus a good
breeder she sold high, sometimes bringin' five hundred
to a thousand dollars. De man who wus doin' de buyin'
would inspect dem. Dey would look in dere mouthes, and
look 'em over just like buyin' hosses. There were no
jails on de plantation.</p>
<p>"Sometimes we went to the white folkses church.<span class="pagenum"><SPAN name="Page_418" id="Page_418">[Pg 418]</SPAN></span>
De preacher would tell us to obey our missus and master.
Dat's what de preacher tole us. Dey would take us back
home and give us plenty to eat after preachin' was over,
and tell us to do what de preacher said. Dey tasked us
Saturday mornings, and if we got it done we could go
to de branch on a flat rock and wash our clothes.</p>
<p>"Dey 'lowed my father to hunt wid a gun. He wus a
good hunter an' he brought a lot o' game to de plantation.
Dey cooked it at de great house and divided it up. My
father killed deer and turkey. All had plenty o' rabbits,
possums, coons, an' squirrels.</p>
<p>"My father's first wife wus sold from him, an' I
am de chile o' de second wife. I had five brothers,
Greene, Isom, Nupez, den Sam Woods, who wus no slave,
den Spencer Woods, he wus no slave. I had five sisters:
Mollie, Rasella, who were slaves, an' Nancy, Catharine,
an' Fanny who were not slaves. My father wus named
Major Woods, and mother wus named Betty Woods.</p>
<p>"Yes Sir, I 'member gettin' sick before de surrender,
an' dey bled me and gave me blue mass pills. Dey wouldn't
tell me what wus de matter. Missus chewed our food for
us, when we wus small. De babies wus fed wid sugar
tits, and the food missus chewed. Deir suckled mothers
suckled dem at dinner, an' den stayed in de field till
night. I remember missus chewin' fer me, an' de first<span class="pagenum"><SPAN name="Page_419" id="Page_419">[Pg 419]</SPAN></span>
whippin' I got. Missus whipped me for pushin' my sister
in de fire. Sister called me a lie and I pushed her in
de fire an' burned her hand. Missus whipped me. We
never did fight nor push one another after dat.</p>
<p>"Marster used colored overseers when he did not
work his men hisself.</p>
<p>"I wus very much afraid o' de Ku Klux. Dey wore
masks and dey could make you think dey could drink a
whole bucket of water and walk widout noise, like a ghost.
Colored folks wus afraid of 'em. Dey wus de fear o' de
niggers.</p>
<p>"I married Addie Shaw in 1888 first, den in 1918
I married agin. I think Abraham Lincoln wus all right.
He caused us to be free. Franklin D. Roosevelt is all
right; he kept a lot of people from perishing to death."</p>
<p>BN</p>
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