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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'>1213</td></tr>
<tr><td align='left'>Subject:</td><td align='left'>HANNAH PLUMMER</td></tr>
<tr><td align='left'>Person Interviewed:</td><td align='left'> Hannah Plummer</td></tr>
<tr><td align='left'>Editor:</td><td align='left'>Daisy Bailey Waitt</td></tr>
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<h2> HANNAH PLUMMER<br/> </h2>
<h4>412 Smith Street<br/>
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<p>"My name is Hannah Plummer. I was born near Auburn,
in Wake County, January 7, 1856. My father was
Allen Lane and my mother was named Bertcha Lane. We
belonged to Gov. Charles Manly, that is mother and myself,
father belonged to some maiden ladies, Susan and Emma
White. The governor had large plantations, but mother
and myself lived with them on their lot right where the
Rex Hospital now stands on South and Fayetteville Streets.
Governor Manly owned the block down to the railroad, and
we chillun went into [HW: ?] grove, it was a grove then, to pick
up walnuts and hickory nuts.</p>
<p>"My father was a stonecutter and he hired his time
and gave it to his missus and lived with us. Mother was
at Governor Manly's. He said father was a high-headed
fellow and said he was livin' on his lot and in his house
and that he didn't do anything for him, and that he ought
to keep up his family. Mother was the washerwoman for the
governor and his family. Missus Manly, the Governor's
wife, I forget her first name, did not take any particular
interest in her servants. She had slave servants for
everything: a wash and ironer, a drawing room and parlor
cleaner, a cook, waiting men, waitresses and a maid who<span class="pagenum"><SPAN name="Page_179" id="Page_179">[Pg 179]</SPAN></span>
did nothing but wait on her.</p>
<p>"Governor Manly was a mighty rich man, and he had
several plantations and a lot o' slaves. I don't remember
how many slaves he owned. Mother was given meal and meat
and had to cook it just the same as she would now. They
didn't allow her food from the great house. Mother had
ten children, and at times we did not have enough to eat.
We went hungry a lot. The boys were named Fred, David,
Matthew, Allen, and Thomas. Girls, Cinderilla, Corinna,
Hannah, Victoria, and Mary. All were born slaves but
two. Thomas and Mary. David and myself are all that
are left alive.</p>
<p>"I remember that we lived in a plank house, with
three rooms and a shed porch. Mother washed clothes
under the porch. The house had two rooms downstairs and
one upstairs. (Oh! I have thought of the Governor's
wife's name, missus name, it was Charity.) We used
trundle beds of wood. Mother made our bed clothes at
night. She also made bonnets and dresses. Sometimes she
made bonnets and sold them. The child that set up with
her she gave some kind o' sweets. I set up with her a
lot because I liked to eat. Mother was allowed the little
money she made makin' bonnets and dresses at night.<span class="pagenum"><SPAN name="Page_180" id="Page_180">[Pg 180]</SPAN></span></p>
<p>"They whupped slaves on the place. I could hear the
blows and hear 'em screamin' cryin' an' beggin', but I
never saw it. I never saw a slave sold an' I never saw
any in chains.</p>
<p>"I do not remember how many children old marster had,
I only remember one; he was Marster Basil Manly. He was
an officer in the Confederate Army. He used to come home
with his pretty clothes an' his hat with plumes on it.
Mother tole me that before she was married Marster gave
her to his son Basil as a maid for his wife Caroline.</p>
<p>"Missus Caroline whupped her most every day, and
about anything. Mother said she could not please her in
anything, no matter what she done or how hard she tried.
Missus would go up town and come back and whup her. Mother
was a young girl then. One day Miss Caroline went
up town, an' come back mad. She made mother strip down
to her waist, and then took a carriage whup an' beat her
until the blood was runnin' down her back. Mother said she
was afraid she would kill her, so she ran for the woods
and hid there, and stayed three weeks. She made up her
mind she wasn't comin' back.</p>
<p>"The old Governor Charles Manly, went to mother's
father, Jimmie Manly an' tole him if he did not get Bertcha
back he would whup him. Her father tole him he did
not know where she was, an' that he belonged to him an'
he could do with him as he liked, but he was not goin'
one step to hunt Bertcha, my mother. Then the governor<span class="pagenum"><SPAN name="Page_181" id="Page_181">[Pg 181]</SPAN></span>
went to grandmother an' tole her she had to find her. He
tole her to leave the lot an' stay away until her daughter
came back. Grandmother did not know where she was.</p>
<p>"The niggers on different plantations fed mother by
carrying things to certain hidin' places and leavin' it.
Grandmother got word to her, an' she said she would come
back, but not to Mis' Caroline. She told marster, so
marster let her stay with grandmother until Christmas,
then they allowed her to hire herself out. She hired
herself to Mrs. Simpson. She was good to her and allowed
her to work for herself at night, sit up as long as she
wanted to, and she stayed with her until she was married.
Then she went back to old marster's.</p>
<p>"When the war ended
mother went to old marster and told him she was goin'
to leave. He told her she could not feed all her children,
pay house rent, and buy wood, to stay on with him.
Marster told father and mother they could have the house
free and wood free, an' he would help them feed the children,
but mother said, 'No, I am goin' to leave. I have
never been free and I am goin' to try it. I am goin'
away and by my work and the help of the Lord I will live
somehow'. Marster then said, 'Well stay as long as you
wish, and leave when you get ready, but wait until you<span class="pagenum"><SPAN name="Page_182" id="Page_182">[Pg 182]</SPAN></span>
find a place to go, and leave like folks.' Marster allowed
her to take all her things with her when she left. The
white folks told her good bye.</p>
<p>"We went to a colored Methodist Church in slavery
time but we had a white pastor. His name was Dr. Pell.
He was a mighty nice man and all the colored people loved
him. After the surrender it was a long time that the
colored people had white preachers in their churches.
It was a long time after the war before any of the colored
churches had Negro preachers. William Warrick was the
first colored preacher in Raleigh. He preached in the
basement of the Baptist Church now standing on the corner
of Hillsboro and Salisbury Streets. I went to church and
Sunday school there after the surrender.</p>
<p>"I went to school in Raleigh and taught school in
Ft. Payne, Alabama. My husband was a carpenter and went
there where he could get good wages. Slavery was a very
bad thing. Abraham Lincoln was one of the best men that
ever lived.</p>
<p>"Roosevelt is just grand. He is no doubt one of the
greatest men of any age. I love to look at his picture.
I love him because he has done so much for humanity. I
pray to the Lord to let him live to serve his country,
and help his people."</p>
<p>LE</p>
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