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N.C. District:No. 2
Worker:Mrs. Edith S. Hibbs
No. Words:550
Subject:Story of Isabell Henderson, Negro
Interviewed:Isabell Henderson
1121 Rankin St., Wilmington, N.C.
Editor:Mrs. W. N. Harriss

STORY OF ISABELL HENDERSON, NEGRO

1121 Rankin St.,
Wilmington, N.C.

I'll be 84 years old come August 9. My gran'-daughter can tell you what year it was I was born I don' 'member but we has it down in the Bible.

I lived near the "Clock Church" (Jewish Synagogue)[8], 4th and Market. We had a big place there. My gran'mother did the cookin'. My mother did the sewin'. I was jus five years old when the men went away. I guess to the war, I don' know. Some men came by and conscip' dem. I don' know where they went but I guess dey went to war. I was such a little girl I don't 'member much. But I does know my Missus was good to me. I used to play with her little boy. I was jes' one of the family. I played with the little boy around the house' cause I was never 'lowed to run the streets. They was good to me. They kept me in clothes, pretty clothes, and good things to eat. Yes'm we was slaves but we had good times.

Interviewer: "What did you eat?"

Isabell: "Oh I don't 'member 'special but I et jes what the family et."