Reference;
Uncle Dave White,
91 years old
Congaree, South Carolina.
S-260-264-N
Project 1885
Laura L. Middleton
Charleston, S.C.
No. Words: 452
UNCLE DAVE WHITE
An Old Time Negro
Uncle Dave White, one of the waning tribe lives in a simple homestead down a dusty and wind-swept curved country lane on the out skirt of McClenville, forty miles North of Charleston rests the simple shanty of David White, aged Negro, affectionally known to the Negro and white population for many miles around as "uncle Dave".
His quiet unadulterated mode of living and his never changing grateful disposition typifies the true Southern Negro of pre-Civil War days; a race that was commonplace and plentiful at one time, but is now almost extinct, having dwindled in the face of more adequate educational facilities.
His homestead, resembling a barn more than a place to live in. To protect the house against the hazardous affects of imperilling winds, long poles are made to prop the somewhat dilapidated shanty.
A visit to his home, one dark and dreary day in late December, found him as usual in the best of spirits. He welcomed the visitors with a cordiality that would rival the meeting of two long lost friends. The front has no main entrance; the main door is around the back. There are conspicuous displays of many ancient burlap bags, heavy laden, hanging from high rafters, which contained corn and peanuts.
"But why not keep them in your barn, Uncle Dave!" one would ask.
"Well, suh, I keep mah co'n and grain nuts in yuh so mak eye can sta' on 'em," he replies.