“I got three living children—­one here and two in Memphis.  After I got my hip broke I live about with them so they can wait on me.

“I don’t know about this new way of living.  My daughter in Memphis raising her little girl by a book.  She don’t learn her as much manners as children used to know.  She got it from the white lady she works for.  It tells how to do your child.  Times done changed too much to suit my way of knowing.  ‘The Old Time Religion’ is the only good pattern fer raising a family.  Mighty little of that now.”

Interviewer:  Pernella M. Anderson
Person interviewed:  Fannie Tatum, Junction City, Arkansas
Age:  Born 1862

“I was born on Wilmington landing in 1862 on the Ouachita River and was carried away when I was two years old.  My mother ran away and left my sister and me when we was three and five years old.  I never saw her any more till I was eight and after I was eight years old I never saw her again in forty years.  After my mama left me old Master Neal come here to El Dorado and had me bound to him until I was twenty-one.  I stayed there till I was twenty-one.  I slept by the jamb of the fireplace on a sack of straw and covered with saddle blankets.  That was in the winter when snow was waist high.  In summer I slept on naked floor and anywhere I laid down was my bed just like a dog.

“I wasn’t allowed to eat at the table.  I et on the edge of the porch with the dogs with my fingers.  I worked around the house and washed until I was nine and then I started to plowing.  At ten I started splitting rails.  My task was two hundred rails a day.  If I didn’t cut them I got a beating.  I did not know what a coat was.  I wore two pieces, a lowel[HW:?] underskirt and a lowel[HW:?] dress, bachelor brogans and sacks and rags wrapped around my legs for stockings.  That was in winter.  Summer I went barefooted and wore one piece.  My sun hat was a rag tied on my head.

“I did not know anything about Sunday School nor church.  The children would try to teach me my ABC’s but master would not let them.  Never visited any colored people.  If I see a colored person coming I run from them.  They said they might steal me.  After I got grown they let me go to a colored party and they whipped me for going.  Tried to make me tell whether or not a boy come home with me but I did not tell it; one come with me though.  That was the first time I got out.  Of course they sent one of the boys along with me but he would not tell on me.

“I never slept in a bed until I was twenty-two years old.  Never was with any colored people until I was grown.  My play was with white children.  My father was a white man.  He was my ma’s old master and they was Neals.  They kept my hair cut off like a boy’s all the time.  I never wore a stocking until I was twenty-two and my hair did not grow out and get combed until I was twenty-two.  My old master and mistress would have been mean to me but I was so smart they did not get a chance.  The only thing I was treated like a dog.