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I seed the colored soldiers with the blue suits. I stood out many a night and day and heered them guns. "Jim Smith had near bout a hundred head of colored folks on his place. He didn't go to war--he just seed that all the white women had plenty to eat while their men folks was away. "My mother was sold away from my father long 'fore I was born. He used to come to visit, but a little while 'fore I was born they stopped him and wouldn't let him come no more. "After surrender one of my brothers come home and say the war was over. "We stayed there three years after surrender. They paid my mother and stepfather but they wouldn't pay us chillun nothin', so my mother sent me to town to live with my sister. "I hired out as a nurse girl and them white folks just as good to me as could be. She paid me $3 a month and give me all my clothes. I was young and didn't have no sense, but all I didn't spend on candy I sent to my mother. "In slavery times the white folks had a servant to comb the hair and lift up the dress. Yes ma'm, they had servants. I sho was glad they had that war and freed me. "Yes, Jesus, I seen them Ku Klux. I member once we had a big ball. We was cuttin' a dash that night. The Ku Klux come and made out they was dead. Some of the folks run they was so scared, but one woman come out and said she knowed every one of the men. She knowed em by their hosses. Next mornin' we went by old Purvis Newman's house and it looked like they was a hundred saddles layin' out in the yard. I was a young woman then and sparkin' fit to kill. Yes ma'm I member all about it. I reekolect it just as well as I can walk out that door. "My son wrote me bout eight years ago and say, 'Mama, you is might near a hunderd.' My daughter, my baby chile, is bout sixty-three. "About this younger generation, I don't know what to think. Some say the devil loose 'for a season.' I say if he ain't loose, he tied mighty slack." FOLKLORE SUBJECTS Little Rock District Name of Interviewer: Irene Robertson Subject: TALES [HW: Superstitions and Charms] Story--Information (If not enough space on this page add page) When she was a child she remembered white children and colored playing "No Boogerman Tonight." One would catch the others as they ran from behind big trees. Then whoever he caught would be the boogerman, till he caught somebody else. * * * * * They made ash cakes and put b
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