Patsy Moore





Interviewer: Miss Irene Robertson

Person interviewed: Patsy Moore, Madison, Arkansas

Age: 74





"My mother was sold in Jamestown, Virginia to Daphney Hull. Her white

folks got in debt. My papa was born in Georgia. Folks named Williams

owned him. Ma never seen her ma no more but William Hull went to

Virginia and bought her two sisters.



"I was named Patsy after grandma in Virginia. She had twenty-one

children to ma's knowing. Ma was a light color. Pa was a Molly Glaspy

man. That means he was Indian and African. Molly Glaspy folks was nearly

always free folks. Ma was named Mattie. If they would have no children

they got trafficked about.



"Daphney Hull was good but William Hull and his wife was both mean. They

lived on the main road to Holly Springs. Daphney Hull was a Methodist

man, kind-hearted and good. He was a bachelor I think. He kept a woman

to cook and keep his house. Auntie said the Yankees was mean to Mr.

William Hull's wife. They took all their money and meat. They had their

money hid and some of the black folks let the Yankees find out where it

was. They got it.



"Papa was a soldier. He sent for us. We come to Memphis, Tennessee in a

wagon. We lived there five or six years. Pa got a pension till he died.

Both my parents was field hands in slavery. Ma took in washing and

ironing in Memphis.



"I was born in De Sota County, Mississippi. I remember Forrest's battle

in Memphis. I didn't have sense to be scared. I seen black and white

dead in the streets and alleys. We went to the magazine house for

protection, and we played and stayed there. They tried to open the

magazine house but couldn't.



"When freedom come, folks left home, out in the streets, crying,

praying, singing, shouting, yelling, and knocking down everything. Some

shot off big guns. Den come the calm. It was sad then. So many folks

done dead, things tore up and nowheres to go and nothing to eat, nothing

to do. It got squally. Folks got sick, so hungry. Some folks starved

nearly to death. Times got hard. We went to the washtub onliest way we

all could live. Ma was a cripple woman. Pa couldn't find work for so

long when he mustered out.



"I do recollect the Civil War well.



"I live with my daughter. I have a cough since I had flu and now I have

chills and fever. My daughter helps me all I get. She lives with me.



"Some of the young folks is mighty good. I reckon some is too loose

acting. Times is hard. Harder in the winter than in summer time. We has

our garden and chickens to help us out in summer."





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