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Slave Narratives: a Folk History of Slavery in the United States

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<strong>Slave</strong> <strong>Narratives</strong>: a <strong>Folk</strong> <strong>History</strong> <strong>of</strong> <strong>Slave</strong>ry by Various 40N. C. District: No. 2 [320022] Worker: T. Pat Mat<strong>the</strong>ws No. Words: 1,741 Subject: ANDREW BOONE StoryTeller: Andrew Boone Editor: G. L. AndrewsANDREW BOONE age 90 years.Wake County, North Carol<strong>in</strong>a. Harris Farm.I been liv<strong>in</strong>g <strong>in</strong> dese backer barns fifteen years. I built this little shelter to cook under. Dey cut me <strong>of</strong>f <strong>the</strong>WPA cause dey said I wus too ole to work. Dey tole us ole folks we need not put down our walk<strong>in</strong>' sticks togit work cause dey jes' won't go<strong>in</strong>' to put us on.Well, I had some tomatoes cooked widout any grease for my breakfast. I had a loaf <strong>of</strong> bread yesterday, but I etit. I a<strong>in</strong>'t got any check from <strong>the</strong> ole age pension an' I have noth<strong>in</strong>' to eat an' I am hongry. I jes' looks to God. Iset down by de road th<strong>in</strong>k<strong>in</strong>' bout how to turn an' what to do to git a meal, when you cum along. I thanks youfer dis dime. I guess God made you give it to me.I wus glad to take you down to my liv<strong>in</strong>' place to give you my story. Dis shelter, an ole tobacco barn, is betterdan no home at all. I is a man to myself an' I enjoy liv<strong>in</strong>' out here if I could git enough to eat.Well de big show is com<strong>in</strong>g to town. It's de Devil's wurk. Yes sir, it's de Devil's wurk. Why dem show folksken make snakes an' make 'em crawl too. Dere wus one <strong>in</strong> Watson Field <strong>in</strong> de edge <strong>of</strong> Raleigh not long agoan' he made snakes an' made 'em crawl too. All shows is de Devil's wurk.I never done anyth<strong>in</strong>g fer myself <strong>in</strong> all my life. I always wurked fer de Rebels. I stuck right to 'em. Didn't haveno sense fer do<strong>in</strong>' dat I guess.One time a Rebel saw a Yankee wid one eye, one leg an' one arm. De Yankee wus begg<strong>in</strong>'. De Rebel went upto him an' give him a quarter. Den he backed <strong>of</strong>f an' jes' stood a-look<strong>in</strong>' at de Yankee, presently he went backan' give him anudder quarter, den anudder, den he said, 'You take dis whole dollar, you is de first Yankee Ieber seed trimmed up jes' to my notion, so take all dis, jes' take de whole dollar, you is trimmed up to mynotion'.I belonged to Billy Boone <strong>in</strong> <strong>Slave</strong>ry time. He wus a preacher. He lived on an' owned a plantation <strong>in</strong>Northampton County. The plantation wus near woodland. The nearest river to <strong>the</strong> place wus <strong>the</strong> Roanoke. Myole missus' name wus Nancy. When ole marster died I stayed around wid fust one <strong>the</strong>n ano<strong>the</strong>r <strong>of</strong> <strong>the</strong> chilluns,cause marster tole me jes' fore he died fer me to stay wid any <strong>of</strong> 'em I wanted to stay with. All dem ole peopledone dead an' gone on.Niggers had to go through thick an' th<strong>in</strong> <strong>in</strong> slavery time, with rough rations most <strong>of</strong> de time, wid jes' enoughcloth<strong>in</strong>' to make out wid. Our houses were built <strong>of</strong> logs an' covered wid slabs. Dey wus rived out <strong>of</strong> blocks <strong>of</strong>trees about 3-6 and 8ft <strong>in</strong> length. De chimleys wus built <strong>of</strong> sticks and mud, den a coat <strong>of</strong> clay mud daubedover 'em. De cracks <strong>in</strong> de slave houses wus daubed wid mud too.We wurked from sun to sun. If we had a fire <strong>in</strong> cold wea<strong>the</strong>r where we wus wurk<strong>in</strong>' marster or de overseerwould come an' put it out. We et frozen meat an' bread many times <strong>in</strong> cold wea<strong>the</strong>r. After de day's wurk <strong>in</strong> defields wus over we had a task <strong>of</strong> pick<strong>in</strong>' de seed from cotton till we had two ounces <strong>of</strong> l<strong>in</strong>t or sp<strong>in</strong> two ounces<strong>of</strong> cotton on a sp<strong>in</strong>n<strong>in</strong>' wheel. I spun cotton on a sp<strong>in</strong>n<strong>in</strong>' wheel. Dats de way people got clo<strong>the</strong>s <strong>in</strong> slaverytime.I can't read an' write but dey learned us to count. Dey learned us to count dis way. 'Ought is an' ought, an' afigger is a figger, all for de white man an' noth<strong>in</strong>' fer de nigger'. Ha<strong>in</strong>'t you heard people count dat way?

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