“The Bushwhackers was so bad we was guarded to the line and they went back.  We come in wagons.  Bushwhackers was robbers.  I remember that.  My grandparents and parents all come in the gang.  Clem Thompson, my owner, died.  He had a family.  I don’t know what become of none but Ed Thompson.  We was the same age and growed up together.  I worked for him at Dardanelle but I don’t know how he come from Texas.  He butchered and peddled meat and had a shop too.  I don’t think Ed owned land over at Dardanelle but my father owned eighty acres over there when he died.  My father was Cubit Thompson.  His father was Plato Thompson.  My mother was Harriett Thompson.

“The Thompsons was fairly good to their niggers, I recken.  Ed was good to me.  He promised me I should never want but I don’t know if he be dead or not.  I wish I could hear from him.

“When I was about twenty-five years old I was coming in home from town one night.  I seen his house on fire.  I kept going fast as I could run, woke him up.  He run out but his wife didn’t.  He said, ’My wife! my wife! my wife!’ I run in where he run out.  She was standing back in a corner the flames nearly all around her.  I picked her up and run out and about that time the whole house fell in.  They never got through thanking me.  I come off over here and never hear a word from him.  He always said I saved their lives and hers mostly.

“Times—­young men can get work if they will go to the field and work.  If you can’t work, times is hard two ways.  If you are used to work, you hard to get contentment and loss of the money too.  Money don’t buy much.  Awful sight of cotton and you don’t get much out of it.  Young folks is got young notions.

“I come to Widener in 1908.  I made a good living.  I own this house.  Now I got to quit working in bad weather.  My rheumatism gets so bad.  I’ll be eighty years old 23rd of September this year (1938).”

Interviewer:  Samuel S. Taylor
Person Interviewed:  Laura Thornton
                    1215 W. Twenty-Fourth Street, Little Rock, Arkansas
Age:  105?

“My native home is Alabama.  I was born not far from Midway, Alabama, about twelve miles from Clayton.  Midway, Clayton, and Barber are all nearby towns.  We used to go to all of them.

“My master was Tom Eford.  When he died, I fell to Polly Eford.  Polly Eford was the old lady.  I don’t know where they is and they don’t know nothing about where I is.  It’s been so long.  Because I done lef’ Alabama fifty years.  I don’t know whether any of them is living or not.  It’s been so long.

“Their baby boy was named Giles Eford.  His mother was Miami Eford and my father’s name was Perry Eford.  That is the name he went in.  My mother went in that name too.  My father died the second year of the surrender.  My mother was a widow a long time.  I was a grown-up woman and had children when my father died.