“No, Missy, I never went to no school.  White folks never learned me nothin’.  I believes in tellin’ white folks the truth.

“White folks didn’t ’low us to marry so I never married till I come to Arkansas and that was one year after surrender.

“First place I landed on was John Clayton’s place.  Mr. John Clayton was a Yankee and he was good to us.  We worked in the field and stayed there two years.  I been all up and down the river and oh Lord, I had a good time after I was free.  I been treated right since I was free.  My color is good to me and the white folks, too.  I ain’t goin’ to tell only the truth.  Uncle Sam goin’ send me ’cross the water if I don’t tell the truth.  Better not fool with dat man!”

Interviewer:  Mrs. Bernice Bowden
Person interviewed:  Lizzie McCloud
                    1203 E. Short 13th Street, Pine Bluff, Arkansas
Age:  103
[TR:  Appears to be same as previous informant despite age discrepancy.]

“Well, where you been?  I been wonderin’ ’bout you.  Yes Lawd.  You sure is lookin’ fine.

“Yes, honey, I was bred and bawn in Davidson County, Tennessee.  Come here one year after surrender.

“My daughter there was a baby jus’ sittin’ alone, now, sittin’ alone when I come here to this Arkansas.  I know what I’m talkin’ about.

“Lizzie Williams, my old missis, was rich as cream.  Yes Lawd!  I know all about it ’cause I worked for ’em.

“I was a young missis when the War started.  I was workin’ for my owners then.  I knowed when they was free—­when they said they was free.

“The Yankees wouldn’t call any of the colored women anything but Dinah.  I didn’t know who they was till they told us.  Said, ‘Dinah, we’s comin’ to free you.’

“The white folks didn’t try to scare us ’bout the Yankees ’cause they was too scared theirselves.  Them Yankees wasn’t playin’; they was fitin’.  Yes, Jesus!

“Had to work hard—­and whipped too.  Wasn’t played with.  Mars Andrew come in the field a heap a times and say, ’Don’t whip them women so hard, they can’t work.’  I thought a heap of Mars Andrew.

“I used to see the Yankees ridin’ hosses and them breastplates a shining’.  Yes Lawd.  I’d run and they’d say, ’Dinah, we ain’t gwine hurt you.’  Lawd, them Yankees didn’t care for nothin’.  Oh, they was fine.

“My husband was a soldier—­a Yankee.  Yes ma’am.  They sends me thirty dollars every month, before the fourth.  Postman brings it right to me here at the house.  They treats me nice.

“When I come here, I landed on John Clayton’s place.  He was a Yankee and he was a good white man too.

“I’m the onliest one left now in my family.”

Interviewer:  Mrs. Irene Robertson
Person Interviewed:  Avalena McConico
                    on the [TR:  ——­ ——­] west of Brinkley, Arkansas
Age:  40[TR:  ?]
[TR:  Much of this interview smeared and difficult to decipher;
     illegible words indicated by “——­“, questionable words
     followed by “?".]