Texas Montgomery Foster of Cherokee Ridge, Lawrence Co., Kentucky.
"We prays for the end of Trib’lation and the end of beatin’s and for shoes that fit our feet. We prayed that us niggers could have all we wanted to eat and special for fresh meat. Some the old ones say we have to bear all, cause that all we can do. Some say they was glad to the time they’s dead, cause they’d rather rot in the ground than have the beatin’s. What I hated most was when they’d beat me and I didn’t know what they beat me for, and I hated they strippin’ me naked as the day I was born.
“When we’s comin’ back from that prayin’, I thunk I heared the nigger dogs and somebody on horseback. I say, Maw, its them nigger hounds and they’ll eat us up.’ You could hear them old hounds and sluts abayin’. Maw listens and say, Sho nough, them dogs am running’ and Gawd help us!’ Then she and paw talk and they take us to a fence corner and stands us up gainst the rails and say don’t move and if anyone comes near, don’t breathe loud. They went to the woods, so the hounds chase them and not git us. Me and Katherine stand there, holdin’ hands, shakin’ so we can hardly stand. We hears the hounds come nearer, but we don’t move. They goes after paw and maw, but they circles round to the cabins and gits in. Maw say its the power of Gawd."
Miss Mary Reynolds, age 101, circa 1937. Oh my gosh. :(
Found this while reading some slave narratives and thought I’d share, because it’s one of the sweetest things I’ve ever read…
Mrs. Tempe Herndon Durham, age 103, from a 1937 interview, speaking of her husband and the events of her antebellum wedding day:
“Exter done made me a weddin’ ring. He made it out of a big red button wid his pocket knife. He done cut it so roun’ an’ polished it so smooth dat it looked like a red satin ribbon tide ‘roun’ my finger. Dat sho was a pretty ring. I wore it ‘bout fifty years, den it got so thin dat I lost it one day in de wash tub when I was washin’ clothes.”
The boyfriend was complaining last night about all of the Royal Wedding coverage, so when he left today I changed his desktop background from this:
Let the games begin.
I didn’t fall asleep by sunrise today so I decided to keep myself up all day that way maybe I can fall asleep at a decent time tonight and get my sleep schedule to somewhat resemble a normal human’s. Then I remembered that I did basically the same thing yesterday after not being able to get back to sleep after two hours or so the night before. So yeah I’ve been running on the same two hours of sleep for two blurry days. I basically feel like a zombie right now, strangely I’ve stopped being tired and am just kindof here, trying to keep busy until like ten. Just need to make it to 10, the best and most deserved sleep ever awaits me!
Lol this is so not healthy
Kuppenheimer Men’s Fashion ad, 1922