(6)
  “In eighteen hundred and sixty-six
  Football (?) sez I;
  In eighteen hundred and sixty-six
  We’ll have the Rebels in a helava fix
  We’ll all drink stone blind,
  Johnny, come fill up the bowl.

(7)
  “In eighteen hundred and sixty-seven
  Football (?) sez I;
  In eighteen hundred and sixty-seven
  We’ll have the Rebels dead and at the devil
  We’ll all drink stone blind. 
  Johnny, came fill up the bowl.”

Interviewer’s Comment

The word “football” doesn’t sound right in this song, but I was unable to find it in print, and Sally seemed to think it was the right word.

Sally is a very wicked old woman and swears like a sailor, but she has a remarkable memory.

She was “bred and born” in Rusk County, Texas and says she came to Pine
Bluff when it was “just a little pig.”

Says she was sixteen when the Civil War began.

I have previously reported an interview with her.

Interviewer:  Miss Irene Robertson
Person interviewed:  Wylie Nealy [HW:  Biscoe Arkansas?]
Age:  85

I was born in 1852.  I am 85 years old.  I was born in Gordon County.  The closest town was Calhoun, South Carolina.  My sister died in ’59.  That’s the first dead, person I ever saw.  One of my sisters was give away and another one was sold before the Civil War started.  Sister Mariah was give to the young mistress, Miss Ella Conley.  I didn’t see her sold.  I never seed nobody sold but I heard ’em talking about it.  I had five sisters and one brother.  My father was a free man always.  He was a Choctaw Indian.  Mother was part Cherokee Indian.  My mother’s mistress was Mrs. Martha Christian.  He died and she married Tom Nealy, the one they call me fur, Wylie Nealy.

Liberty and Freedom was all I ever heard any colored folks say dey expected to get out of de war, and mighty proud of dot.  Nobody knowed they was goin to have a war till it was done broke out and they was fightin about it.  Didn’t nobody want land, they jess wanted freedom.  I remembers when Lincoln was made the President both times and when he was killed.  I recollects all that like yesterday.

The army had been through and swept out everything.  There wasn’t a chicken or hog nowhere to be had, took the stock and cattle and all the provisions.  So de slaves jess had to scatter out and leave right now.  And after de army come through.  I was goin back down to the old place and some soldiers passed riding along and one said “Boy where you goin?  Said nothing up there.”  I says, “I knows it.”  Then he say “Come on here, walk along back there” and I followed him.  I was twelve years old.  He was Captain McClendenny.  Then when I got to the camp wid him he say “You help around here.”  I got sick and they let me go back home then to Resacca, Georgia and my mother died.  When I went back they