Ef I had my choice, I'd ruther be a slave. But we cant always have our
ruthers. Them times I had good food, plenty to wear, and no more work
than was good for me.
Now I is kinder miliated, when I think of what a high stepper I used to
be. Having, to hang around with a sack on my back begging de government
to keep me fum starving.
Interviewer: Mrs. Bernice Bowden
Person interviewed: Douglas Wells
1419 Alabama Street, Pine Bluff, Arkansas
Age: 83
"I'se just a kid 'bout six or seven when the war started and 'bout ten
or twelve when it ceasted.
"I'se born in Mississippi on Miss Nancy Davis' plantation. Old Jeff
Davis was some relation.
"My brother Jeff jined the Yankees but I never seen none till peace was
declared.
"I heered the old folks talkin' and they said they was fightin' to keep
the people slaves.
"I 'member old mistress, Miss Nancy. She was old when I was a kid. She
had a big, large plantation. She had a lot of hands and big quarter
houses. Oh, I 'member you could go three miles this way and three miles
that way. Oh, she had a big plantation. I reckon it was mighty near big
as this town. I 'member they used to take the cotton and hide it in the
woods. I guess it was to keep the Yankees from gettin' it.
"I lived in the quarters with my father and mother and we stayed there
after the war--long time after the war.
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