Slave Narratives: a Folk History of Slavery in the United States - From Interviews with Former Slaves - Arkansas Narratives, Part 1 by Work Projects Administration
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"My missis' name was Miss Catherine and her husband named Abe Carr.
"I went to school a little bit--mighty little. I could read but I never could write. "And I'm about to go blind in my old age. I need help and I need it bad. Chillun ain't able to help me none 'cept give me a little bread and give me some medicine once in a while. But I'm thankful to the Lord I can get outdoors. "I don't know what to think of this young race. That baby there knows more than I do now, nearly. Back there when I was born, I didn't know nothin'. "I know they said it was bad luck to bring a hoe or a ax in the house on your shoulder. I heard the old folks tell dat--sure did. "And I was told dat on old Christmas night the cows gets down on their knees and gives thanks to the Lord. "I 'member one song: 'I am climbin' Jacob's ladder I am climbin' Jacob's ladder I am climbin' Jacob's ladder For the work is almost done. 'Every round goes higher and higher Every round goes higher and higher Every round goes higher and higher |
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