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Slave Narratives: a Folk History of Slavery in the United States From Interviews with Former Slaves Mississippi Narratives
SLAVE NARRATIVES
A Folk History of Slavery in the United States
From Interviews with Former Slaves
TYPEWRITTEN RECORDS PREPARED BY
THE FEDERAL WRITERS' PROJECT
1936-1938
ASSEMBLED BY
THE LIBRARY OF CONGRESS PROJECT
WORK PROJECTS ADMINISTRATION
FOR THE DISTRICT OF COLUMBIA
SPONSORED BY THE LIBRARY OF CONGRESS
Illustrated with Photographs
WASHINGTON 1941
VOLUME IX
MISSISSIPPI NARRATIVES
Prepared by
the Federal Writers' Project of
the Works Progress Administration
for the State of Mississippi
INFORMANTS
Allen, Jim
Baker, Anna
Cameron, John
Clark, Gus
Cornelius, James
Davenport, Charlie
Emanuel, Gabe
Franks, Dora
Franks, Pet
Henry, Nettie
Hodges, Fanny Smith
Holliday, Wayne
Johnson, Prince
Kennedy, Hamp
Lucas, James
McAllum, Sam
Moses, Charlie
Necaise, Henri
Singleton, Rev. James
Smith, Berry
Snow, Susan
Stier, Isaac
Sutton, Jane
Williams, Mollie
Wilson, Tom
Young, Clara C.
ILLUSTRATIONS
[TR: Footnotes have been moved to appear within the text.]
[TR: Informant names and locations that appear in brackets have been drawn from interviews.]
Mississippi Federal Writers
Slave Autobiographies
Jim Allen, Clay Co.
FEC
Mrs. Ed Joiner
[JIM ALLEN
West Point, Mississippi]
Jim Allen, West Point, age 87, lives in a shack furnished by the city. With him lives his second wife, a much older woman. Both he and his wife have a reputation for being "queer" and do not welcome outside visitors. However, he readily gave an interview and seemed most willing to relate the story of his life.
"Yas, ma'm, I 'members lots about slav'ry time, 'cause I was old 'nough.
"I was born in Russell County, Alabamy, an' can tell you 'bout my own mammy an' pappy an' sisters an' brudders.
"Mammy's name was Darkis an' her Marster was John Bussey, a reg'lar old drunkard, an' my pappy's name was John Robertson an' b'longed to Dr. Robertson, a big farmer on Tombigbee river, five miles east of Columbus. De doctor hisself lived in Columbus.
"My sister Harriett and brudder John was fine fiel' hands an' Marster kep' 'em in de fiel' most of de time, tryin' to dodge other white folks.
"Den dere was Sister Vice an' brudder George. Befo' I could 'member much, I 'members Lee King had a saloon close to Bob Allen's store in Russell County, Alabama, and Marse John Bussey drunk my mammy up. I means by dat, Lee King tuk her an' my brudder George fer a whiskey debt. Yes, old Marster drinked dem up. Den dey was car'ied to Florida by Sam Oneal, an' George was jes a baby. You know, de white folks wouldn't often sep'rate de mammy an' baby. I ain't seen' em since.
"Did I work? Yes ma'm, me an' a girl worked in de fiel', carryin' one row; you know, it tuk two chullun to mek one han'.
"Did we have good eatins? Yes ma'm, old Marster fed me so good, fer I was his pet. He never 'lowed no one to pester me neither. Now dis Marster was Bob Allen who had tuk me for a whiskey debt, too. Marse Bussey couldn't pay, an' so Marse Allen tuk me, a little boy, out'n de yard whar I was playin'