Solomon P Pattillo

Interviewer: Samuel S. Taylor

Person interviewed: Solomon P. Pattillo

1502 Martin Street, Little Rock, Arkansas

Age: 76

Occupation: Formerly farmer, teacher, and small dealer--now blind

"I was born November 1862. I was three years old at the time of the

surrender. I was born right here in Arkansas--right down here in Tulip,

Dallas County, Arkansas. I have never been out of the state but twice.


"My daddy carried me out once when they took him to Texas during the war

to keep the Yanks from setting him free.

"Then I went out once long after slavery to get a load of sand. On the

way back, my boat nearly sank. Those are the only two times I ever left

the state.


"My father's name was Thomas Smith, but the Pattillos bought him and he

took the name of Pattillo. I don't know how much he sold for. That was

the only time he was ever sold. I believe that my father was born in

North Carolina. It seems like to me I recollect that is where he said he

was born.

"My mother was born in Virginia. I don't know how she got here unless

she was sold like my father was. I don't know her name before she got

married. Yes, I do; her name was Fannie Smith, I believe.


"We lived in old log cabins. We had bedsteads nailed to the wall. Then

we had them old fashioned cordboard springs. They had ropes made into

springs. That was a high class bed. People who had those cord springs

felt themselves. They made good sleeping. My father had one. Ropes were

woven back and forth across the bed frame.

"We had those old spinning wheels. Three cuts was a day's work. A cut

was so many threads. It was quite a day to make them. They had hanks

too. The threads were all linked together.

"My mother was a spinner. My father was a farmer. Both of them worked

for their master,--old Massa, they called him, or Massa, Mass Tom, Mass

John or Massta.

War Recollections

"I remember during the war when I was in Texas with a family of Moody's

how old Mistiss had me packing rocks out of the yard in a basket and

cleaning the yard. I didn't know it then, but my daddy told me later

that that was when I was in Texas,--during the war. I remember that I

used to work in my shirt tail.

"The soldiers used to come in the house somewhere and take anything they

could get or wanted to take.


"When I was a boy they had a song, 'Run, Nigger, run; The Pateroles will

get you.' They would run you in and I have been told they would whip

you. If you overstayed your time when your master had let you go out, he

would notify the pateroles and they would hunt you up and turn you over

to him.

Church Meetings

"Way long then, my father and mother used to say that man doesn't serve

the Lord--the true and living God and let it be known. A bunch of them

got together and resolved to serve Him any way. First they sang in a

whisper, 'Come ye that love the Lord.' Finally they got bold and began

to sing in tones that could be heard everywhere, 'Oh for a thousand

tongues to sing my Great Redeemer's praise.'

After the War

"After the war my father fanned--made share crops. I remember once how

some one took his horse and left an old tired horse in the stable. She

looked like a nag. When she got rested up she was better than the one

that was took.

"His first farm was down here in Dallas County. He made a share crop

with his former master, Pattillo. He never had no trouble with him.

Ku Klux

"I heard a good deal of talk about the Ku Klux Klan, but I don't know

anything much about it. They never bothered my father and mother. My

father was given the name of being an obedient servant--among the best

help they had.

"My father farmed all his life. He died at the age of seventy-two in

Tulip, near the year 1885, just before Cleveland's inauguration. He died

of typhoid pneumonia. My mother was ninety-six years old when she died

in 1909.

Little Rock

"I came to Little Rock in 1894. I came up here to teach in Fourche Dam.

Then I moved here. I taught my first school in this county at Cato. I

quit teaching because my salary was so poor and then I went into the

butcher's business, and in the wood business. I farmed all the while.

"I taught school for twenty-one years. I always was a successful

teacher. I did my best. If you contract to do a job for ten dollars, do

as much as though you were getting a hundred. That will always help you

to get a better job.

"I have farmed all my life in connection with my teaching. I went into

other businesses like I said a moment ago. I was a caretaker at the

Haven of Rest Cemetery for sometime.

"I was postmaster from 1904 to 1911 at Sweet Home. At one time I was

employed on the United States Census.

"I get a little blind pension now. I have no other means of support.

Loss of Eyes

"The doctor says I lost my eyesight on account of cataracts. I had an

operation and when I came home, I got to stirring around and it caused

me to have a hemorrhage of the eye. You see I couldn't stay at the

hospital because it was costing me $3 a day and I didn't have it. They

had to take one eye clean out. Nothing can be done for them, but somehow

I feel that the lord's going to let me see again. That's the way I feel

about it.

"I have lived here in this world this long and never had a fight in my

life. I have never been mistreated by a white man in my life. I always

knew my place. Some fellows get mistreated because they get out of their


"I was told I couldn't stay in Benton because that was a white man's

town. I went there and they treated me white. I tried to stay with a

colored family way out. They were scared to take me. I had gone there to

attend to some business. Then I went to the sheriff and he told me that

if they were scared to have me stay at their home, I could stay at the

hotel and put my horse in the livery stable. I stayed out in the wagon

yard. But I was invited into the hotel. They took care of my horse and

fed it and they brought me my meals. The next morning, they cleaned and

curried and hitched my horse for me.

"I have voted all my life. I never had any trouble about it.

"The Ku Klux never bothered me. Nobody else ever did. If we live so that

everybody will respect us, the better class will always try to help us."

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