"Dem Ku Klux—you dassent be out after dark. You better not be out on the street after dark. But Sunday night they didn't bother you when you went to church.
"I was raised up with two white girls and their mother didn't 'low us to get out of the yard.
"I used to pick peas and cotton. Yes ma'am, that was when we was with the same old man, George Jones. I used to huddle (herd) cows for miles and miles. My mother was the milk woman. I don't know how many she milked but she milked a heap of 'em.
"Used to climb up in trees and tear our clothes. Then they'd whip us. Old master say, 'Don't you tell me no lie.' Then old Miss Sally would get a stick and make out she gwine kill us, but she wouldn't touch us a lick.
"Younger generation? Now you done asked me too soon. I set here and look at 'em. Sometimes I don't know what gwine come of 'em. When we was young we didn't do nothin' like they doin' now. Why we dassent raise our dresses. If we see a man comin' we pull down our skirts. Yes, Lawd."
FOLKLORE SUBJECTS
Name of interviewer: Watt McKinney
Subject:
Ex-Slave and Confederate Soldiers Story:—Information
This information given by: "Uncle" Henry Turner (c)
Place of residence: Turner, Phillips County, Arkansas
Occupation: Plantation hand
Age: 93
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I'm gettin' old and feeble now and cannot walk no more
And I've laid the rusty-bladed hoe to rest.
Ole marster and ole missus are sleeping side by side
And their spirits are a-roamin' with the blest.