I don't know just how old I is. Mama sent me
to private school wid white chillun fo' one week. I was 13 years old at de time
uh Lee's surrender. I belong to
Peter or Billy Buck
Turnbull Jarrenton, N.C. Put this down. My mother and family all
belong to Peter Buck as his slaves. We
didn't work until after the war; then we came to Petersburg. I went to dancing
school wid the white folks and can dance any kind of dance sets. My father was a
musicioner. He belonged to John Carthan, in
Warrenton, N.C. In dem days you had to take your Master's and Mistess' name. In
slavery time when a slave married he had to ask his Moster and Mistess.
"We never went to church. We used to hear de bells ringing loud, baby, yea,
clear and strong. No, never seen Sunday school, and the first time I went in a
church I looked all around, and baby, I thought dat I was in heaven. It wasn't
long, Miss Sue, before I got 'ligeon, and,
yes, I jined a church, 15 years old I was. Never will forget the time, or dat
place. Den I lived here with an ant, mama's sister, who was named
Kate Williams. Her husband was my uncle, and he worked and died at de
White House in Washington City.
"I don't know de name of de President he worked for, out you can find dat out on
dem books. You know you young folks calls un records.
"Yes child I'm proud of my age never gave no body no trouble.
I have 8 children dead and now only one son living.
Peter Turnbull was good to all his slaves, as far as I know. Mama was
a cook in slavery time. She died in Petersburg, yes, right here in dis hole.
"No mama never owned any thing, always rented and aint never owned nothing but a
passel of children.
"My mama was a genuine Indian. Some people day you can't own Indians.
I don't know how cum, but I do know she was owned by these people, but she
surely was an Indian. Every body knows me all over Virginia.
"When I use to be in dining room service I would hear de white folks talk, and,
do you know, Miss Sue you can hear a lot
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Moster said he couldn't sell me 'cause I was so little, Just kept me fur to wait
on de little chillun in de house.
"Miss Sue, you'll have to give me something
for telling you all dis here, if it ain nothing but a horse cake.
"I've seen lots of dis world in travel. Done bin to Baltimore City; done bin to
"I aint gwine give you no more, gal.
"Yes, to Lynesburg, den I worked at Mont Royal School, Baby, where
Mrs McDaniel was manager.
"The man gwine say, "dat woman bin some where." If I stayed long enough I mighta
got some learning but I stayed only one year. Got tired of that place. From one
season to another is a year, aint it? Ah! Lord!
"Young folks now adays are just fur a good time, and a good time too they have.
Yes, Siree Bob!
"Gwine stop now, Miss Sue, aint gwine give
you no mo'. Man gwine say, Miss Sue, where
in the devil did you get this stuff. Gal, you are a mess. You gonna write most
all det book about Della. Go on now, dats
"In dem days chillun were chillun, now every body is grown. Chillun then were
seen and not heard. When old persons came around mama sent us out and you better
not be seen. Now every body act grown. Make the man laugh.
"I've always enjoyed good health. never had a Doctor in my life, not even when
my chillun was born. Dis rubbing when people got pain just rubs it in. Eating so
much and late hours is cause you young folks dying. All mura's chillun was
Realood in dem days, yes, mama fed us good vituals from white folks. I tell you,
we had good owners. I didn't see sun set when I was a child. Always went to bed
early, child, I wish I could call back dem days, Mama said people lived so much
longer because they took care of themselves.
"All dis here education an' people just now got it."
question: Do you think, Mrs. Harris,
education has helped our race?
"Well, child, I don' know. Folks are so indifferent now I am afraid to say.
Pshaw. Colored folks now, come are messy an' don't know how to he polite.
"Talking about lightning, days, Its lightning at every bodys house. Lord have
mercy on dese here young folks and deliber me from the plantation, I pray.
"Courting dem days was like everything I reckon you all do now days. You promise
to 'bey the man, but before you finish its cussing, Honey.
In olden days husbands loved. Sho God did tend to wife and took care of them and
they had to stay home cause it was always a new baby. I tell you, Miss
Sue, man ought not never had you to find
history cause you gwine tell it all. As I said, we loved. Is de young folks
marrying fur love? Dey don't stay together long enough to warm hands. We went to
church together and praised God; led prayer meetings and, yes siree, would feel
Now you all done start opening theatres on Sunday. Kiss
Sue, all dat stuff you putting down will sure
make the man laugh.