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<tr><td align='left'>N.C. District:</td><td align='left'>No. 2</td></tr>
<tr><td align='left'>Worker:</td><td align='left'>T. Pat Matthews</td></tr>
<tr><td align='left'>No. Words:</td><td align='left'>857</td></tr>
<tr><td align='left'>Subject:</td><td align='left'>FRANK MAGWOOD</td></tr>
<tr><td align='left'>Person Interviewed:</td><td align='left'>Frank Magwood</td></tr>
<tr><td align='left'>Editor:</td><td align='left'>G.L. Andrews</td></tr>
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<h2><SPAN name="FRANK_MAGWOOD" id="FRANK_MAGWOOD"></SPAN>FRANK MAGWOOD</h2>
<p>"I was born in Fairfield County, South Carolina, near
the town of Ridgeway. Ridgeway was on the Southern Railroad
from Charlotte, N.C. to Columbia, South Carolina.
I was born Oct. 10, 1864. I belonged to Nora Rines whose
wife was named Emma. He had four girls Frances, Ann,
Cynthia, and Emma and one son named George. There was about
one thousand acres of land inside the fences with about
two hundred acres cleared. There were about seventy slaves
on the place. My mother and father told me these things.
Father belonged to a man by the name of John Gosey and
mother belonged to ole man Rines. My father was named
Lisbon Magwood and my mother was named Margaret Magwood.
They were sold and resold on the slave auction block at
Charleston, South Carolina, but the families to whom they
belonged did not change their names until mother's name was
changed when she married father in 1862.</p>
<p>"There were twelve children in the family, three boys
and nine girls. Only two boys of this family are living,
Walter and myself.</p>
<p>"Mother and father said at the beginning of the war
that the white folks said it would not last long and that
in the first years of the war they said one southern soldier<span class="pagenum"><SPAN name="Page_92" id="Page_92">[Pg 92]</SPAN></span>
could whup three Yankee soldiers, but after awhile they quit
their braggin. Most everything to eat and wear got scarce.
Sometimes you couldn't git salt to go in the vegetables
and meat that was cooked. People dug up the salty earth
under their smoke houses, put water with it, drained it off
and used it to salt rations.</p>
<p>"There came stories that the Yankees had taken this place
and that they were marching through Georgia into South Carolina.
They burned Columbia, the Capitol of South Carolina,
and had both whites and black scared, they were so rough.
The Yankees stole, burned, and plundered. Mother said they
hated South Carolina cause they started the war there.
They burned a lot of the farm houses. The army, so my father
and mother said, was stretched out over a distance of sixty-two
miles. Jest think of a scope of country sixty two
miles wide with most of the buildings burned, the stock
killed, and nothing to eat. The southern army and the northern
army had marched back and forth through the territory
until there was nothing much left. Where Sherman's army
stopped and ate and fed their horses the Negroes went and
picked up the grains of corn they strowed there and parched
and ate them. People also parched and ate acorns in South
Carolina.</p>
<p>"Father and mother got together after the war and<span class="pagenum"><SPAN name="Page_93" id="Page_93">[Pg 93]</SPAN></span>
they moved to a widow lady's place by the name of Ann Hunter,
near Ridgeway. She was good to us and we stayed there
sixteen years. Ann Hunter had three sons, Abraham, George
and Henry. Abraham went to South America on a rambling
trip. He decided to stay there. He was a young man then
and he married a Spaniard. When he came home to see his
mother it was the year of the earthquake in 1886. He was
a grown man then and he brought his wife and children with
him. He had three children, all of them spoke Spanish and
could not understand their grandmother's talk to them. His
wife was a beautiful woman, dark with black hair and blue
eyes. She just worshipped her husband. They stayed over
a month and then returned to South America. I have never
seen 'em since or had any straight news of them.</p>
<p>"Mother and father lived on the farm until they died,
with first one ex-slave owner and another. They said they
had nothing when the war ended and that there was nothing
to do.</p>
<p>"I stayed with my mother and father near Ridgeway
until I was 21 years of age. I left the farm then and
went to work on the railroad. I thought I was the only
man then. I was so strong. I worked on the railroad one
year then I went to the Stone mountain Rock Quarry in
Georgia.<span class="pagenum"><SPAN name="Page_94" id="Page_94">[Pg 94]</SPAN></span></p>
<p>"I got my hand injured with a dynamite cap after I
had worked there a year and I came home again. I went
back to working on the farm as a day hand. I worked this
way for one year then I began share croppin'.</p>
<p>"I farmed ever since I came to Wake County 15 years
ago. I farmed on Mr. Simpkins place one year then Mr.
Dillon bought the place and I stayed there nine more years
then I became so near blind I could not farm. I came to
Raleigh to this house four years ago. I have been totally
blind since the fifteenth of last December.</p>
<p>"I married Alice Praylor near Ridgeway when I was
23 years of age. We had nine children.</p>
<p>"My last marriage was to Mamie Williams. I married
her in South Carolina. We had four children. They are
all living, grown and married off. My chief worry over
being blind is the fact that it makes me unable to farm
anymore."</p>
<p>LE</p>
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