Lucy Daniels

Project #-1655

Phoebe Faucette

Hampton County



"Aunt Lucy is a tall well-built old woman who looks younger than her

years. She delights in talking, and was glad to tell what she knew about

the olden times.

"I don't know how old I been when de war end. If I been in de world I

wasn't old enough to pick up nuthin'. Miss Lulie Bowers say I'll be 78

first of March coming. Miss Lulie was my 'young Missus'. I love Miss

Lulie, and I thinks she thinks a heap of me--my young Missus, and her

father, my young Massa. He good to his darkies. He was a rich man--even

after de war. Miss Lulie say she was de only young lady that could go

off to college after de war. Miss Lulie help me powerful. She give me

shoes, and beddin. She and me grow up together. She is in de bed sick

now. I jes' come from dere. Had de doctor to see her.

"I hear 'em tell 'bout how de soldiers burn 'em out. My mother would

tell me. My father had gone off to fight. Say dey'd tie de hams an' de

things on de saddle--and burn de expensive houses. White folks jes' had

to hide everything. She talk 'bout all de men was gone and de women had

to pile up, four or five in one house to protect deyselves. My father

say when dey been 'rough-few-gieing' (refugeeing) de Beaufort Bridge

been burn down. He say he been so hungry one time he stop to a old

lady's house and ask her for something to eat. She say she didn't have

nothing but some dry bread. He take de bread, but he say it been so

hard, he threw some of it away. But he say he so hungry he wish he

hadn't throw it away. It was a hard time. Used to have to weave cloth

and dye thread. Had a loom to weave on and a spinning wheel. My

grandmother say de Yankees come to her house and take everything, but

she say one little pullet run out in de weeds and hide and de soldiers

couldn't find her. She say dat pullet lay and hatch and dat how dey got

start off again. Dey scramble and dey raise us some how or another.

"I had nine chillun for my first husband and one for my second husband.

I raise 'em all 'till dey grown; but all dead now 'cept three. My

husband died last year, I had to work for my chillun. But my second

husband, he help me wid 'em.

"Dat's all I kin tell you, Miss. I don't remember so much. Chillun in

those days weren't so bright as dey is now, you know."

Source: Lucy Daniels, 78 ex-slave, Luray, S. C.

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