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            <title>Lindsay Moore Narrative</title>
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                  <summary>Version of the Lindsay Moore narrative published in Works Progress Administration Federal Writers’ Project, Slave Narratives: A Folk History of Slavery in the United States from Interviews with Former Slaves, vol. 3, Library of Congress, 1941, pp. 229-233.</summary>
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            Federal Writers Project<lb/>
            (The American Guide, Negro Unit)<lb/>
            229<lb/>
            Jacksonville, FLA.<lb/>
            Martin Richardson<lb/>
            Field Worker<lb/>
            Complete.<lb/>
            843 words<lb/>
            4 Pages<lb/>
            Slave Interview<lb/>
            Palatka<lb/>
            January 13, 1937<lb/>
            AN EX-SLAVE WHO WAS RESOURCEFUL
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               In a little blacksmith shop at <name type="place">1114 Madison street, Pa-<lb break="none"/></name>, is a busy little horse-shoer who was born in slavery<lb/>
            eighty-seven years ago. <name type="person">Lindsey Moore</name>, blacksmith, leather-<lb/>
            tanner, ex-marble shooting champion and a number of other things, represents one of the most resourceful former slaves<lb/>
            yet found in the state<lb/>
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               <name type="person">Moore</name> was born in 1850 on the plantations of <name type="person">John B.<lb/>
            Overstreet</name> in <name type="place">Forsythe County, Georgia</name>. He was one of the<lb/>
            six children of <name type="person">Liza Moore</name>; all of them remained the pro-<lb break="none"/>erty of <name type="person">Overtree</name> until freed.<lb/>
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               On the <name type="person">Overtree</name> plantation the slave children were allowed<lb/>
            allowed considerable time for play until their tenth or<lb/>
            twelfth years; Linsey took full advantage of this oppor-<lb break="none"/>tunity and became very skillful at marble-shooting. It was<lb/>
            here that he first learned to utilize his talents profitably.<lb/>
            <name type="person">'Massa Overtree'</name> discovered the ability of <name type="person">Lindsey</name> and ano-<lb break="none"/>ther urchin to shoot marbles, and began taking them into<lb/>
            town to compete with the little slaves of other owners. There<lb/>
            would be betting on the winners.<lb/>
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               <name type="person">Mr. Overtree</name> won some money in this manner, <name type="person">Lindsey</name><lb/>
            and his companion being consistent winners. But <name type="person">Lindsey</name><lb/>
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            saw possibilities other than the glory of his victories in<lb/>
            this new game; with pennies that some of the spectators<lb/>
            tossed him he began making small wagers of his own with his<lb/>
            competitors, and soon had amassed quite a small pile of sil-<lb break="none"/>ver for those days.<lb/>
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               Although shoes were unheard-of in <name type="person">Lindsey</name>'s youth, he<lb/>
            used to watch carefully whenever a cow was skinned and its<lb/>
            hide tanned to make shoes for the women and the 'folks in<lb/>
            the big house'. Through his attention to the tanning oper-<lb break="none"/>ations he learned everything about tanning except one solu-<lb break="none"/>tion that he could not discover. It was not until years la-<lb break="none"/>ter that he learned that the jealously-guarded ingredient<lb/>
            was plain salt and water. By the time he had learned it,<lb/>
            however, he had so mastered the tanning operations that he<lb/>
            at one added it to his sources of livelihood.<lb/>
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               <name type="person">Lindsey</name> escaped much of the farm work on the <name type="person">Overtree</name><lb/>
            place by learning to skillfully assist the women who made<lb/>
            cloth out of the cotton from the fields. He grew very fast<lb/>
            at cleaning 'rods', clearing the looms and other operations;<lb/>
            when, at thirteen, it became time for him to pick cotton<lb/>
            he had become so fast at helping with spinning and weighing<lb/>
            the cotton that others had picked that he almost entirely es-<lb break="none"/>caped the picking himself.<lb/>
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            Soap-making was another of the plantation arts that
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            <name type="person">Lindsey</name> mastered early. His ability to save every possible<lb/>
            ounce of grease from the meats he cooked added many choice<lb/>
            bits of pork to his otherwise meatless fare; he was able<lb/>
            to spend many hours in the shade pouring water over oak<lb/>
            ashes that other young slaves were passing picking cotton<lb/>
            or hoeing potatoes in the burning sun<lb/>
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               <name type="person">Lindsey</name>'s first knowledge of the approach of freedom<lb/>
            came when he heard a loud brass band coming down the road<lb/>
            toward the plantation playing a strange, lively tune while<lb/>
            a number of soldiers in blue unifroms marched behind. He<lb/>
            ran to the front gate and was ordered to take charge of the<lb/>
            horse of one of the officers in such an abrupt tone until<lb/>
            he 'begin to shaking in my bare feet!' There followed much<lb/>
            talk between the officers and <name type="person">Lindsey</name>'s mistress, with the<lb/>
            soldiers finally going into encampment a short distance away<lb/>
            from the plantation.<lb/>
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               The soldiers took command of the spring that was used<lb/>
            for a water supply for the plantation, giving <name type="person">Lindsey</name> ano-<lb break="none"/>ther opportunity to make money. He would be sent from the<lb/>
            plantation to the Spring for water, and on the way back<lb/>
            would pass through the camp of the soldiers. These would<lb/>
            be happy to pay a few pennies for a cup of water rather than<lb/>
            take the long hike to the Spring themselves; <name type="person">Lindsey</name> would<lb/>
            empty bucket after bucket before finally returning to the<lb/>
            plantation. Out of his profits he bought his first pair of<lb/>
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            shoes --- though nearly a grown man.<lb/>
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                  The soldiers finally departed, with all but five of<lb/>
               the <name type="person">Overtree</name> slaves joyously trooping behind them. Before<lb/>
               leaving, however, they tore up the rails until red then twis-<lb break="none"/>ting them around tree-trunks. Wheat fields were trampled<lb/>
               by their horses, and devastation left on all sides.<lb/>
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               <name type="person">Lindsey</name> and his mother were among those who stayed at<lb/>
            the plantation. When freedom became general his father be-<lb break="none"/>gan farming on a tract that was later turned over to <name type="person">Lind-<lb break="none"/>sey</name>. <name type="person">Lindsey</name> operated the farm for a while, but later de-<lb break="none"/>sired to learn horseshoein, and apprenticed himself to a<lb/>
            blacksmith. At the end of three years he had become so pro-<lb break="none"/>ficient that his former master rewarded him with a five-dol-<lb break="none"/>lar bonus for shoeing one horse.<lb/>
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               Possessing now the trades of blacksmithing, tanning<lb/>
            and weaving-and-spinning, <name type="person">Lindsey</name> was tempted to follow some<lb/>
            of his former associates to the North, but was discouraged<lb/>
            from doing so by a few who who returned, complaining bitterly<lb/>
            about the unaccustomed cold and the difficulty of making a<lb/>
            living. He moved South instead and settled in the area ar-<lb break="none"/>ound <name type="place">Palatka</name>.
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               He is still in the section, being recognized as an<lb/>
            excellent blacksmith despite his more than four-score years.<lb/>
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            Bibliography<lb/>
            Interview with subject, <name type="person">Lindsey Moore</name>, <name type="place">1114 Madison<lb/>
            Street</name>, <name type="place">Palatka, Fla</name>.
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