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N.C. District: No. 2

Worker: T. Pat Matthews

No. Words: 736

Subject: SIMUEL RIDDICK

Story teller: Simuel Riddick

Editor: Daisy Bailey Waitt

SIMUEL RIDDICK

2205 Everette Ave.

"My name is Simuel Riddick. I was born the fourth day February, 1841.

My owners, my white people, my old mistress wrote me a letter telling

me my age. My mother was Nancy Riddick; she belonged to the Riddicks in

the Eastern part of the State. My father was named Elisha Riddick. My

master was named Elisha and my mistress Sarah Riddick. They had three

daughters, Sarah, Christine, and Mary, one boy named Asbury Riddick.

"I was born in Perquimans County, North Carolina and I have lived in

North Carolina all my life. We had good food, for marster was a heavy

farmer. There were about 200 acres cleared on the plantation, and about

25 slaves. The great house was where marster lived and the quarters was

where we lived. They were near the great house. I saw only one slave

whupped. I had mighty fine white people, yes, mighty fine white people.

They did not whup their slaves, but their son whupped my mother pretty

bad because she did not bale enough corn and turnips to feed the

fattening hogs.

"He was a rang tang. He loved his liquor, and he loved colored women.

The ole man never whupped anybody. Young marster married in the

Marmaduke family in Gates County. He sold one man who belonged to his

wife, Mary. I never saw a slave sold.

"I have seen lots o' paterollers. They were my friends. I had friends

among 'em because I had a young missus they run with. Dats why they let

me alone. I went with her to cotton pickin's at night. They came, but

they didn't touch me. My young missus married Dr. Perry from the same

neighborhood in Perquimans County. Bill Simpson married her sister. He

was from the same place. Watson White married the other one. He was

from Perquimans.

"There were no half-white children on Marster's plantation, and no

mixups that ever came out to be a disgrace in any way. My white folks

were fine people. I remember marster's brother's son Tommy going off to

war. Marster's brother was named Willis Riddick. He never came back. I

got a letter from my missus since I been in Raleigh. She was a fine

lady. She put fine clothes on me. I was a foreman on the plantation and

looked after things in general. I had charge of everything at the lots

and in the fields. They trusted me.

"When the war broke out I left my marster and went to Portsmouth,

Virginia. General Miles captured me and put me in uniform. I waited on

him as a body servant, a private in the U.S. Army. I stayed with him

until General Lee surrendered. When Lee surrendered I stayed in

Washington with General Miles at the Willard Hotel and waited on him. I

stayed there a long time. I was with General Miles at Fortress Monroe

and stayed with him till he was in charge of North Carolina. He was a

general, and had the 69th Irish brigade. He also had the Bluecats and

Greentorches.

"I waited on him at the Abbeck House, Alexandria, Virginia after the

war. I stayed with the general a long time after the war. I didn't go

with General Miles when he was ordered to the plains of the west.

"I stayed on the Bureau here in Raleigh. Dr. H.C. Wagel was in charge.

After I left the Bureau I worked at the N.C. State College several

years then I worked with the city at the city parks. I never left the

state after coming here With General Miles.

"I had mighty good white people, was treated all right, was made

foreman and treated with every kindness. I haven't anything to say

against slavery. My old folks put my clothes on me when I was a boy.

They gave me shoes and stockings and put them on me when I was a little

boy. I loved them and I can't go against them in anything. There were

things I did not like about slavery on some plantations, whuppin' and

sellin' parents and children from each other but I haven't much to

say. I was treated good.

"Don't know much about Abraham Lincoln, haven't much to express about

Mr. Roosevelt. He is a mighty pleasant man tho'. I learned to read and

write after the war. I could not read and write when I was a soldier."

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