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                <head>Interview with Louise Rigsbee Jones, September 20, 1976. Interview H-0085-1.</head>
                <byline>Conducted by Mary Frederickson</byline>
                <note type="deposit" anchored="no">
                    <p>Transcript on deposit at The Southern Historical Collection, The Louis Round
                        Wilson Library</p>
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                    <p>Citation of this interview should be as follows: <lb/>“Interview
                        H-0085-1, in the Southern Oral History Program Collection #4007,
                        <lb/>Southern Historical Collection, The Wilson Library, <lb/>University of
                        North Carolina at Chapel Hill”</p>
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                <note type="copyright" anchored="no">Copyright © 2006 The University of
                    North Carolina</note>
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                <head>Abstract</head>
                <p>Louise Riggsbee Jones was born in Bynum, North Carolina, in 1897. In the first
                    interview of a two-part series, Jones describes growing up in that cotton mill
                    town during the early twentieth century. Jones's father worked as a
                    cobbler during the day and occasionally worked as a night guard at the local
                    grist mill. He died when Jones was only six years old. Jones, the youngest of
                    six children, describes her close relationship with her mother, who did not
                    remarry after her husband's death. Because several of
                    Jones's older siblings had already begun to work in the mills, the
                    family managed to survive financially. Her mother's garden and
                    livestock supplemented their income. In addition to describing household
                    economy, Jones discusses the role of religion in the community, her experiences
                    in school, her work as a spinner in the cotton mill, and the different ways in
                    which people received medical care in this small mill community. </p>
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                <head>Short Abstract</head>
                <p>Louise Riggsbee Jones describes growing up in Bynum, North Carolina—a
                    cotton mill town—during the early twentieth century. She discusses
                    her family and household economy, the role of religion in the community, her
                    experiences in school, her work as a spinner in the cotton mill, and the
                    different ways in which people received medical care in this small mill
                    community.</p>
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                <head>Interview with Louise Rigsbee Jones, September 20, 1976. <lb/>Interview
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                        <name id="spk1" key="lj" reg="Jones, Louise Rigsbee" type="interviewee">LOUISE RIGSBEE JONES</name>, interviewee</item>
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                        interviewee</item>
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                        <name id="spk3" key="mf" reg="Frederickson, Mary" type="interviewer">MARY
                            FREDERICKSON</name>, interviewer</item>
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                    <pb id="p1" n="1"/>
                    <head>[TAPE 1, SIDE A]</head>
                    <note anchored="yes">
                        <p>[START OF TAPE 1, SIDE A]</p>
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                    <sp who="spk3">
                        <speaker n="3">MARY FREDERICKSON:</speaker>
                        <p>Let's begin with when and where you were born. Where were you born?</p>
                    </sp>
                    <sp who="spk1">
                        <speaker n="1">LOUISE RIGSBEE JONES:</speaker>
                        <p>Well, I was born here in that house right out there February 15,
                        1897.</p>
                    </sp>
                    <sp who="spk3">
                        <speaker n="3">MARY FREDERICKSON:</speaker>
                        <p>And did you know your grandparents?</p>
                    </sp>
                    <sp who="spk1">
                        <speaker n="1">LOUISE RIGSBEE JONES:</speaker>
                        <p>No. I had a grandmother to live that I can remember, but my grandfather
                            on my mother's side died in 1893. That's when my brother next to me was
                            born. And he was dead. And my grandparents on my father's side died long
                            years before then. I don't remember them.</p>
                    </sp>
                    <sp who="spk3">
                        <speaker n="3">MARY FREDERICKSON:</speaker>
                        <p>Did your grandmother live with your family?</p>
                    </sp>
                    <sp who="spk1">
                        <speaker n="1">LOUISE RIGSBEE JONES:</speaker>
                        <p>She lived with my mother's sister. She didn't live with us. We all lived
                            here at Bynum.</p>
                    </sp>
                    <sp who="spk3">
                        <speaker n="3">MARY FREDERICKSON:</speaker>
                        <p>So all of your family was at Bynum.</p>
                    </sp>
                    <sp who="spk1">
                        <speaker n="1">LOUISE RIGSBEE JONES:</speaker>
                        <p>Well, for a while. I had three or four aunts here when I was a little
                            girl, but there was one in Durham, and one of them finally moved to
                            Wilmington. I don't remember seeing her; it's been before I can
                            remember.</p>
                    </sp>
                    <sp who="spk3">
                        <speaker n="3">MARY FREDERICKSON:</speaker>
                        <p>Were you close to all of your aunts who were in town? Did you have a lot
                            of cousins to play with and people nearby who were related to you?</p>
                    </sp>
                    <sp who="spk1">
                        <speaker n="1">LOUISE RIGSBEE JONES:</speaker>
                        <p>Well, they were, most of them, older than I was. But we were close
                            together. We all loved one another. It's like I said the other day. It
                            used to be like one big family here, because all of the people were <gap reason="unknown"/> people, most of them; you know how. And we all
                            visited one another, but of course my parents. . . . My father died when
                            I was about six years old, just before I was seven, and I don't
                                remember<pb id="p2" n="2"/> too much about him. It's my mother,
                            mostly. She lived with me. I was the only one at home when I married.
                            She and I were living at home together when Paul and I married, and so
                            she stayed on with us. She lived, I reckon, about four years, something
                            like that, after we married.</p>
                    </sp>
                    <sp who="spk3">
                        <speaker n="3">MARY FREDERICKSON:</speaker>
                        <p>Do you know when your family first came to Bynum?</p>
                    </sp>
                    <sp who="spk1">
                        <speaker n="1">LOUISE RIGSBEE JONES:</speaker>
                        <p>No, I don't. I just don't remember that. I mean, I don't remember hearing
                            them say. I went to see my sister in Carrboro yesterday afternoon. Well,
                            she was at her granddaughter's out in the country. And she can't
                            remember—she's ninety-two—and she can't remember
                            much. And I just don't remember hearing them talk that much.</p>
                    </sp>
                    <sp who="spk3">
                        <speaker n="3">MARY FREDERICKSON:</speaker>
                        <p>Was your mother born in Bynum? Do you know that?</p>
                    </sp>
                    <sp who="spk1">
                        <speaker n="1">LOUISE RIGSBEE JONES:</speaker>
                        <p>I don't think so. I'm not sure where she was born. My grandfather moved
                            here with his family, and the grist mill was down yonder the other side
                            of the raise. And he worked in the grist mill. That's what his work was,
                            you know.</p>
                    </sp>
                    <sp who="spk3">
                        <speaker n="3">MARY FREDERICKSON:</speaker>
                        <p>Was this your mother's father?</p>
                    </sp>
                    <sp who="spk1">
                        <speaker n="1">LOUISE RIGSBEE JONES:</speaker>
                        <p>Uh-huh, my mother's father. He's the one that died in '93. And it was his
                            wife that lived till I was a little girl.</p>
                    </sp>
                    <sp who="spk3">
                        <speaker n="3">MARY FREDERICKSON:</speaker>
                        <p>I see.</p>
                    </sp>
                    <sp who="spk1">
                        <speaker n="1">LOUISE RIGSBEE JONES:</speaker>
                        <p>I can remember her some, not much.</p>
                    </sp>
                    <sp who="spk3">
                        <speaker n="3">MARY FREDERICKSON:</speaker>
                        <p>Do you think they had lived in the country before they came to Bynum?</p>
                    </sp>
                    <sp who="spk1">
                        <speaker n="1">LOUISE RIGSBEE JONES:</speaker>
                        <p>Well, I reckon so. Most of the places where these grist mills, you know,
                            or something like that was then. . . . I just don't remember hearing her
                            say too much about it. I have heard her tell things, but I couldn't
                            connect one thing with another, you know, like<pb id="p3" n="3"/> it
                            should be to be put down.</p>
                    </sp>
                    <sp who="spk3">
                        <speaker n="3">MARY FREDERICKSON:</speaker>
                        <p>But you don't remember them talking about having farmed or having owned a
                            farm or worked a farm?</p>
                    </sp>
                    <sp who="spk1">
                        <speaker n="1">LOUISE RIGSBEE JONES:</speaker>
                        <p>No, they didn't own a place. Now she had a brother; his name was Madison,
                            they called him Mad.</p>
                    </sp>
                    <sp who="spk3">
                        <speaker n="3">MARY FREDERICKSON:</speaker>
                        <p>Your grandmother had a brother?</p>
                    </sp>
                    <sp who="spk1">
                        <speaker n="1">LOUISE RIGSBEE JONES:</speaker>
                        <p>My mother. And he was older than she was. I do remember hearing her say
                            that she used to go to the fields some with him, you know. He farmed
                            some. They would live out like that, and my grandfather would work in
                            the mill. And it seems to me like it was towards Carthage or somewhere
                            in that community. I just don't remember.</p>
                    </sp>
                    <sp who="spk3">
                        <speaker n="3">MARY FREDERICKSON:</speaker>
                        <p>What were your parents' names? What was your mother's name?</p>
                    </sp>
                    <sp who="spk1">
                        <speaker n="1">LOUISE RIGSBEE JONES:</speaker>
                        <p>Her name was Madlena Williamson.</p>
                    </sp>
                    <sp who="spk3">
                        <speaker n="3">MARY FREDERICKSON:</speaker>
                        <p>And what was your father's name?</p>
                    </sp>
                    <sp who="spk1">
                        <speaker n="1">LOUISE RIGSBEE JONES:</speaker>
                        <p>Elbert Rigsbee. He was raised in the Lystra Community.</p>
                    </sp>
                    <sp who="spk3">
                        <speaker n="3">MARY FREDERICKSON:</speaker>
                        <p>In Lystra?</p>
                    </sp>
                    <sp who="spk1">
                        <speaker n="1">LOUISE RIGSBEE JONES:</speaker>
                        <p>Lystra Community, up between here and Chapel Hill.</p>
                    </sp>
                    <sp who="spk3">
                        <speaker n="3">MARY FREDERICKSON:</speaker>
                        <p>And do you know when he came to Bynum?</p>
                    </sp>
                    <sp who="spk1">
                        <speaker n="1">LOUISE RIGSBEE JONES:</speaker>
                        <p>No, I just don't know what year they moved there. I was going to ask my
                            sister a few questions yesterday, but her daughter where I went thought
                            she was there but she had gone home with her granddaughter yesterday and
                            was going to spend the night last night. But I don't know whether she
                            could have remembered what year they moved here. I don't expect she
                            could now, because her memory is not too good since she got that
                        old.</p>
                    </sp>
                    <sp who="spk3">
                        <speaker n="3">MARY FREDERICKSON:</speaker>
                        <p>Were they farming up in the Lystra community?</p>
                    </sp>
                    <pb id="p4" n="4"/>
                    <sp who="spk1">
                        <speaker n="1">LOUISE RIGSBEE JONES:</speaker>
                        <p>Yes. He had a home up in there not too far from Lystra Church, and he
                            sold that when he moved down here.</p>
                    </sp>
                    <sp who="spk3">
                        <speaker n="3">MARY FREDERICKSON:</speaker>
                        <p>But that was before your parents were married.</p>
                    </sp>
                    <sp who="spk1">
                        <speaker n="1">LOUISE RIGSBEE JONES:</speaker>
                        <p>Yes, he was living up there when my mother and he married. He had been
                            married before and had one daughter, and her mother died when she was
                            about three months old. And of course my mother raised her. I think she
                            was about three or three and a half years old when she married him. He
                            was a little older than my mother. But we never did know any difference.
                            We were all raised together, you know, and she loved my mother as good
                            as we did. He farmed some, and he was what they called a shoemaker then.
                            He mended shoes, you know, half-soled shoes, we called . . .</p>
                    </sp>
                    <sp who="spk3">
                        <speaker n="3">MARY FREDERICKSON:</speaker>
                        <p>A cobbler. <note type="comment"> [Laughter] </note></p>
                    </sp>
                    <sp who="spk1">
                        <speaker n="1">LOUISE RIGSBEE JONES:</speaker>
                        <p><note type="comment"> [Laughter] </note> And he fixed harness for the
                            farmers around, you know. When something would happen to their harness,
                            he would fix them. And he worked a lot like that.</p>
                    </sp>
                    <sp who="spk3">
                        <speaker n="3">MARY FREDERICKSON:</speaker>
                        <p>Did he have a place in Bynum where he did that? Did he have a little shop
                            or something?</p>
                    </sp>
                    <sp who="spk1">
                        <speaker n="1">LOUISE RIGSBEE JONES:</speaker>
                        <p>I think he did. I think he had a little shop down below the mill there
                            somewhere. I heard my mother say, but I just don't remember much about
                            it. I know he made shoes for. . . . There was a boy that lived over in
                            the Pittsboro community, and he was born. . . . Well, they called him
                            clubfooted; his feet. . . . That's the way he walked, like that, you
                            know. And my father made shoes for him. You see, you couldn't buy things
                            then like you can have them made now,<pb id="p5" n="5"/> to order. And
                            he made shoes for that boy. I remember hearing her say that. I have seen
                            the man, but I expect he's dead now. I just don't know.</p>
                    </sp>
                    <sp who="spk3">
                        <speaker n="3">MARY FREDERICKSON:</speaker>
                        <p>Do you remember ever going to sit near your father while he was doing the
                            work, or anything?</p>
                    </sp>
                    <sp who="spk1">
                        <speaker n="1">LOUISE RIGSBEE JONES:</speaker>
                        <p>Well, not too much, honey, because, see, I was just six years . . .</p>
                    </sp>
                    <sp who="spk3">
                        <speaker n="3">MARY FREDERICKSON:</speaker>
                        <p>You were so little.</p>
                    </sp>
                    <sp who="spk1">
                        <speaker n="1">LOUISE RIGSBEE JONES:</speaker>
                        <p>. . . then. If I could get ahold of his tacks, I'd drive them in the
                            chair whenever I could. <note type="comment"> [Laughter] </note></p>
                    </sp>
                    <sp who="spk3">
                        <speaker n="3">MARY FREDERICKSON:</speaker>
                        <p>
                            <note type="comment"> [Laughter] </note>
                        </p>
                    </sp>
                    <sp who="spk1">
                        <speaker n="1">LOUISE RIGSBEE JONES:</speaker>
                        <p>He had one chair that he sat in, you know—it was a lower chair
                            than the others—and I'd get me a tack and I'd drive it in
                            there every time I could get ahold of one. <note type="comment">
                                [Laughter] </note> I remember that.</p>
                    </sp>
                    <sp who="spk3">
                        <speaker n="3">MARY FREDERICKSON:</speaker>
                        <p>Did either of your parents ever work in the mill?</p>
                    </sp>
                    <sp who="spk1">
                        <speaker n="1">LOUISE RIGSBEE JONES:</speaker>
                        <p>He did. He watched. I don't know whether he done any work inside, but he
                            was night watchman at the mill. I remember hearing her talk about that.
                            And I don't know whether my mother ever worked in a mill or not. I just
                            don't remember that.</p>
                    </sp>
                    <sp who="spk3">
                        <speaker n="3">MARY FREDERICKSON:</speaker>
                        <p>Would he have done this at the same time he was making shoes? He would
                            have done it at night?</p>
                    </sp>
                    <sp who="spk1">
                        <speaker n="1">LOUISE RIGSBEE JONES:</speaker>
                        <p>He would do that just at times when he would have time, you know,
                            wouldn't be busy with something else. It was kind of on the sideline,
                            the work was.</p>
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                        <speaker n="3">MARY FREDERICKSON:</speaker>
                        <p>Did you live in the house where you were born for a long time?</p>
                    </sp>
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                        <speaker n="1">LOUISE RIGSBEE JONES:</speaker>
                        <p>I don't know just how long, but I don't think so because I don't remember
                            living there then, but I have lived <note type="comment"> [Laughter]
                            </note>. . . . Since I've been married, Paul and I moved down there
                            before my mother died. She had a slight stroke, and the doctors told her
                            not to walk, not to get out much, you know. Well, I had a sister. . . .
                            I mean a aunt, and her sister lived down in our house then.</p>
                    </sp>
                    <sp who="spk3">
                        <speaker n="3">MARY FREDERICKSON:</speaker>
                        <p>This house right here?</p>
                    </sp>
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                        <speaker n="1">LOUISE RIGSBEE JONES:</speaker>
                        <p>Uh-huh. And she asked us—the family was moving from that
                            house—she said, "You all move down there,"
                            and she said, "Madlena will enjoy it so much." It's
                            home more down there than it was up on the hill where we lived, up the
                            street, we call it. And we moved out there, and she lived about three
                            years after we moved down there. She died out there at that house.</p>
                    </sp>
                    <sp who="spk3">
                        <speaker n="3">MARY FREDERICKSON:</speaker>
                        <p>How far is it that way? Is it very far, like. . . .</p>
                    </sp>
                    <sp who="spk1">
                        <speaker n="1">LOUISE RIGSBEE JONES:</speaker>
                        <p>What, the house?</p>
                    </sp>
                    <sp who="spk3">
                        <speaker n="3">MARY FREDERICKSON:</speaker>
                        <p>Right.</p>
                    </sp>
                    <sp who="spk1">
                        <speaker n="1">LOUISE RIGSBEE JONES:</speaker>
                        <p>Right there, the next house to us here.</p>
                    </sp>
                    <sp who="spk2">
                        <speaker n="2">MALE VOICE:</speaker>
                        <p>That house right here, right there, right there; that's the one right
                            there. This one right here.</p>
                    </sp>
                    <sp who="spk3">
                        <speaker n="3">MARY FREDERICKSON:</speaker>
                        <p>Oh, this house right next door?</p>
                    </sp>
                    <sp who="spk1">
                        <speaker n="1">LOUISE RIGSBEE JONES:</speaker>
                        <p>Uh-huh, right there. That's where I was born. And that's where my brother
                            was born, too, next to me.</p>
                    </sp>
                    <sp who="spk3">
                        <speaker n="3">MARY FREDERICKSON:</speaker>
                        <p>I see. So that wasn't considered on the hill, on the mill hill.</p>
                    </sp>
                    <sp who="spk1">
                        <speaker n="1">LOUISE RIGSBEE JONES:</speaker>
                        <p>Yes, it was.</p>
                    </sp>
                    <sp who="spk2">
                        <speaker n="2">MALE VOICE:</speaker>
                        <p>Yes, it was.</p>
                    </sp>
                    <pb id="p7" n="7"/>
                    <sp who="spk1">
                        <speaker n="1">LOUISE RIGSBEE JONES:</speaker>
                        <p>These were the first houses down this-a-way, and they kept building up
                            the other way, you know, as they built more houses.</p>
                    </sp>
                    <sp who="spk3">
                        <speaker n="3">MARY FREDERICKSON:</speaker>
                        <p>So up the street is just the newer houses.</p>
                    </sp>
                    <sp who="spk1">
                        <speaker n="1">LOUISE RIGSBEE JONES:</speaker>
                        <p>Yes, but they don't look <gap reason="unknown"/> it to look at them.</p>
                    </sp>
                    <sp who="spk3">
                        <speaker n="3">MARY FREDERICKSON:</speaker>
                        <p>But when you were small, they were new.</p>
                    </sp>
                    <sp who="spk1">
                        <speaker n="1">LOUISE RIGSBEE JONES:</speaker>
                        <p>They were built a good while after these were.</p>
                    </sp>
                    <sp who="spk3">
                        <speaker n="3">MARY FREDERICKSON:</speaker>
                        <p>I see. But why would your mother feel more comfortable in that house,
                            just because she'd lived there for a long time?</p>
                    </sp>
                    <sp who="spk1">
                        <speaker n="1">LOUISE RIGSBEE JONES:</speaker>
                        <p>Yeah, it was home to her, because she lived there a right long time, you
                            know, and that's why my aunt thought she would like it better. When she
                            had to stay in, she could be on the porch and see more of what she'd
                            lived around. But before then, when I was a little girl, we did live up
                            on the hill at a three-room house; that's where my father died when I
                            was about six years old. And then after that, a few years after that we
                            moved out yonder in the next house, right across the street. And she
                            lived there several years. I was a little girl for a good while out
                            there at that house, so down this-a-way has been my home more or less,
                            you know, than living up the other way was.</p>
                    </sp>
                    <sp who="spk3">
                        <speaker n="3">MARY FREDERICKSON:</speaker>
                        <p>Why did you move to the three-room house and then to the house next
                        door?</p>
                    </sp>
                    <sp who="spk1">
                        <speaker n="1">LOUISE RIGSBEE JONES:</speaker>
                        <p>Well, I just don't know their reasons for that. The people would change
                            houses sometimes, and I don't know why they ever lived out there. I
                            don't know, because I just remember living up there in that house.
                            That's the only one I remember living in, because I don't remember
                            living out here. I remember living in that one up there first.</p>
                    </sp>
                    <sp who="spk3">
                        <speaker n="3">MARY FREDERICKSON:</speaker>
                        <p>Could you choose the house you wanted to live in?</p>
                    </sp>
                    <sp who="spk1">
                        <speaker n="1">LOUISE RIGSBEE JONES:</speaker>
                        <p>No, they had to go to the head of the company here and ask for a house.
                            And they would let them have it if it was convenient<pb id="p8" n="8"/>
                            for them to have it, you know. And pay rent through the mill.</p>
                    </sp>
                    <sp who="spk3">
                        <speaker n="3">MARY FREDERICKSON:</speaker>
                        <p>So your family always lived in some sort of mill housing, right? These
                            were mill houses, too?</p>
                    </sp>
                    <sp who="spk1">
                        <speaker n="1">LOUISE RIGSBEE JONES:</speaker>
                        <p>Yes, it was all mill . . .</p>
                    </sp>
                    <sp who="spk3">
                        <speaker n="3">MARY FREDERICKSON:</speaker>
                        <p>I mean, rent was paid through the mill?</p>
                    </sp>
                    <sp who="spk1">
                        <speaker n="1">LOUISE RIGSBEE JONES:</speaker>
                        <p>Yeah. <milestone n="2920" unit="excerpt" type="stop" timestamp="00:13:46"/>
                            <milestone n="3353" unit="empty" type="start" timestamp="00:13:47"/> Now
                            one time we did. . . . My mother and my brother that hadn't married and
                            one of my sisters, that one that lives at Carrboro, we. . . . Well, I
                            reckon we were living out there then. And one of my mother's sisters
                            lived. . . . You know, you've been over there at Mrs. Durham's.</p>
                    </sp>
                    <sp who="spk3">
                        <speaker n="3">MARY FREDERICKSON:</speaker>
                        <p>Mm-hm.</p>
                    </sp>
                    <sp who="spk1">
                        <speaker n="1">LOUISE RIGSBEE JONES:</speaker>
                        <p>Well, that house was Mr. Carney Bynum's house. And so after his folks,
                            they all died, and my aunt was living over there in part of it, and they
                            had some of their furniture and stuff in the other part. And they
                            removed their stuff out, and she got after my mother to move over there
                            in the other part of the house, so we lived over there in part of that
                            house where Mrs. Durham's living. I was around maybe thirteen years old
                            or fourteen, somewhere along there. I went to school while we lived over
                            there. And you know, I was telling you about the old school building.
                            Well, I had a picture here, and I wanted to show you that. Of course,
                            that won't mean anything in what you're getting down, you can just see
                            the back of it, kind of, how it was down behind the church, and how they
                            had made a new road all back there.</p>
                    </sp>
                    <sp who="spk3">
                        <speaker n="3">MARY FREDERICKSON:</speaker>
                        <p>Oh, I'd like to see that.</p>
                    </sp>
                    <sp who="spk1">
                        <speaker n="1">LOUISE RIGSBEE JONES:</speaker>
                        <p>I'll show it to you in a few minutes.</p>
                    </sp>
                    <sp who="spk3">
                        <speaker n="3">MARY FREDERICKSON:</speaker>
                        <p>What I was curious about was, if neither of your parents<pb id="p9" n="9"/> worked in the mill, how were you able to live in the houses and rent
                            through the mill? Did people who didn't work in the mill rent?</p>
                    </sp>
                    <sp who="spk1">
                        <speaker n="1">LOUISE RIGSBEE JONES:</speaker>
                        <p>My father, I don't know what kind of work, but I imagine he did work in
                            the mill when he first came here. But the last that I remember hearing
                            her talk about, he was night watchman down there.</p>
                    </sp>
                    <sp who="spk3">
                        <speaker n="3">MARY FREDERICKSON:</speaker>
                        <p>I see.</p>
                    </sp>
                    <sp who="spk1">
                        <speaker n="1">LOUISE RIGSBEE JONES:</speaker>
                        <p>But I know he worked in the mill some, because that's the only way we had
                            to make a living here, you see. He sold his home up in the Lystra
                            community when he moved down here. And he worked in the
                            mill—I'm sure he did—but I couldn't tell you what
                            kind of work he done in there.</p>
                    </sp>
                    <sp who="spk3">
                        <speaker n="3">MARY FREDERICKSON:</speaker>
                        <p>I see. Okay. What did happen when your father died and if your mother
                            wasn't working in the mill at that time? Did they let you stay on?</p>
                    </sp>
                    <sp who="spk1">
                        <speaker n="1">LOUISE RIGSBEE JONES:</speaker>
                        <p>Two or three of the older children were working by that time.</p>
                    </sp>
                    <sp who="spk3">
                        <speaker n="3">MARY FREDERICKSON:</speaker>
                        <p>I see.</p>
                    </sp>
                    <sp who="spk1">
                        <speaker n="1">LOUISE RIGSBEE JONES:</speaker>
                        <p>And see, for that reason we had a right to a house all the time.</p>
                    </sp>
                    <sp who="spk3">
                        <speaker n="3">MARY FREDERICKSON:</speaker>
                        <p>Okay. What did your father die of, do you know?</p>
                    </sp>
                    <sp who="spk1">
                        <speaker n="1">LOUISE RIGSBEE JONES:</speaker>
                        <p>No, I don't. He had rheumatism some, but I've heard her speak about it.
                            He was taken real sick all at once, suffered so with his stomach, the
                            side, and I've heard her say since then that she believed that he had
                            appendicitis. They didn't know that there was such a thing as
                            appendicitis then, you know. She said after she learned about it and
                            knew how it acted with people, she said she didn't<pb id="p10" n="10"/>
                            know if that wasn't what <gap reason="unknown"/> took him away, that he
                            was taken worse all at once, so bad off, you know, suffered so much, and
                            he didn't live but a few days after that. But the doctors, they never
                            had heard nothing about appendicitis then.</p>
                    </sp>
                    <sp who="spk3">
                        <speaker n="3">MARY FREDERICKSON:</speaker>
                        <p>I see. How many brothers and sisters did you have?</p>
                    </sp>
                    <sp who="spk1">
                        <speaker n="1">LOUISE RIGSBEE JONES:</speaker>
                        <p>Well, I have three sisters and two brothers.</p>
                    </sp>
                    <sp who="spk3">
                        <speaker n="3">MARY FREDERICKSON:</speaker>
                        <p>And you. <note type="comment"> [Laughter] </note> In other words, six
                            children in all.</p>
                    </sp>
                    <sp who="spk1">
                        <speaker n="1">LOUISE RIGSBEE JONES:</speaker>
                        <p>My half-sister that I was telling you about, of course we always said she
                            was our sister; well, she was. She and another one and that one at
                            Carrboro. They are all, of course, older. I was the youngest child.</p>
                    </sp>
                    <sp who="spk3">
                        <speaker n="3">MARY FREDERICKSON:</speaker>
                        <p>You were the youngest of the six.</p>
                    </sp>
                    <sp who="spk1">
                        <speaker n="1">LOUISE RIGSBEE JONES:</speaker>
                        <p>Uh-huh, and I had two brothers, the one next to me, and then the one, I
                            think there was a child between him and my brother next to me that died,
                            a little girl. There was children that died when they was small, little
                            girls, babies like.</p>
                    </sp>
                    <sp who="spk3">
                        <speaker n="3">MARY FREDERICKSON:</speaker>
                        <p>Infants.</p>
                    </sp>
                    <sp who="spk1">
                        <speaker n="1">LOUISE RIGSBEE JONES:</speaker>
                        <p>I never did see them.</p>
                    </sp>
                    <sp who="spk3">
                        <speaker n="3">MARY FREDERICKSON:</speaker>
                        <p>How much older was your oldest brother or sister? Was a sister the
                            oldest?</p>
                    </sp>
                    <sp who="spk1">
                        <speaker n="1">LOUISE RIGSBEE JONES:</speaker>
                        <p>Her first child was a boy, and he died. He was I don't know just how old,
                            but not when he was first born, because I've heard her talk so much
                            about children having croup, you know, and he died with what they called
                            the membrous croup. And he didn't live but just a little while after he
                            took it. And I don't remember just how old he was, but he was just a
                            baby. He was the oldest one, except my half-sister,<pb id="p11" n="11"/>
                            of course; she was older. And then the next one was a girl. And I think
                            the next one was a girl, too, my sister at Carrboro. And then a brother,
                            Talton Rigsbee. He's got some children living here now. We've all been
                            here at Bynum all the time. Now he lived here all the time. After he was
                            married, he raised his family here. And my other brother, Roy, he moved
                            to Carrboro.</p>
                    </sp>
                    <sp who="spk3">
                        <speaker n="3">MARY FREDERICKSON:</speaker>
                        <p>Roy Rigsbee?</p>
                    </sp>
                    <sp who="spk1">
                        <speaker n="1">LOUISE RIGSBEE JONES:</speaker>
                        <p>Roy Rigsbee.</p>
                    </sp>
                    <sp who="spk3">
                        <speaker n="3">MARY FREDERICKSON:</speaker>
                        <p>How old was he when he moved to Carrboro?</p>
                    </sp>
                    <sp who="spk1">
                        <speaker n="1">LOUISE RIGSBEE JONES:</speaker>
                        <p>Well, I don't know exactly, but he was married and had a family when he
                            moved up there.</p>
                    </sp>
                    <sp who="spk3">
                        <speaker n="3">MARY FREDERICKSON:</speaker>
                        <p>Why did he go? Why did he move to Carrboro?</p>
                    </sp>
                    <sp who="spk1">
                        <speaker n="1">LOUISE RIGSBEE JONES:</speaker>
                        <p>They put up a store, he and a Mr. Hinson there. They put a furniture
                            store. It's there in that name now, I think. It still goes by the name
                            of Rigsbee-Hinson, and I don't know whether Mr. Hinson is still living
                            or not. But my brother and his wife are both dead. They both died at
                            Carrboro.</p>
                    </sp>
                    <sp who="spk3">
                        <speaker n="3">MARY FREDERICKSON:</speaker>
                        <p>Do you remember when he made the decision to go away, or were you too
                            small to. . . .</p>
                    </sp>
                    <sp who="spk1">
                        <speaker n="1">LOUISE RIGSBEE JONES:</speaker>
                        <p>Oh, yes. He stayed here a while after he was married. He worked in the
                            store. As a child, he loved working around the store, and that's all he
                            ever did. And here he'd get a wheelbarrow and carry little things out to
                            people. They'd buy them, you know. And they'd give him just a little
                            something for him, just when he was big enough to roll a wheelbarrow.
                            And he kept on, and there was a<pb id="p12" n="12"/> store right out
                            here about where that road you come in. And it was built—I can
                            remember that—and he worked there when he was a little boy one
                            Christmas. They had a candy counter. You know, we didn't have toys and
                            things only at Christmastime then, and fruit: we didn't have oranges and
                            things like that except along about Christmastime. And we were always
                            delighted, you know, and looked forward to that. And so he worked out
                            there at the candy counter—they fixed a little counter and let
                            him work there selling candy—during the Christmas holidays. I
                            think that's about the first work he ever done in the store. But he just
                            kept on, and then he worked. . . . There was a store down yonder above
                            this house. They first called it the Company Store. I don't know
                            exactly, but I think maybe the ones that owned the mill owned the store
                            then, because they called it the Company Store. And later on it was sold
                            to Mr. Jim Atwater and Mr. Rufus Lambeth. Mr. Atwater lived over yonder;
                            Warren Durham lives over there in his house. And Mr. Lambeth lived on up
                            the road a piece, between here and that station up yonder, <gap reason="unknown"/> the highway. And they were all good people. And I
                            went to school to Miss Julia Lambeth. She was one of my teachers, and I
                            really loved her.</p>
                    </sp>
                    <sp who="spk3">
                        <speaker n="3">MARY FREDERICKSON:</speaker>
                        <p>What was her first name? Julie?</p>
                    </sp>
                    <sp who="spk1">
                        <speaker n="1">LOUISE RIGSBEE JONES:</speaker>
                        <p>Miss Julia Lambeth. She never was married.</p>
                    </sp>
                    <sp who="spk3">
                        <speaker n="3">MARY FREDERICKSON:</speaker>
                        <p>But she was Lambeth's sister?</p>
                    </sp>
                    <sp who="spk1">
                        <speaker n="1">LOUISE RIGSBEE JONES:</speaker>
                        <p>Mr. Rufus Lambeth's sister. She was older than Mr. Rufus. But I really
                            did love her. She was good. Well, what I call. . . . Now she had common
                            sense . . .</p>
                    </sp>
                    <sp who="spk3">
                        <speaker n="3">MARY FREDERICKSON:</speaker>
                        <p>
                            <note type="comment"> [Laughter] </note>
                        </p>
                    </sp>
                    <pb id="p13" n="13"/>
                    <sp who="spk1">
                        <speaker n="1">LOUISE RIGSBEE JONES:</speaker>
                        <p>. . . about things. She taught us common sense, to reason out things, you
                            know. And you know, I don't want to go against the schools now, but I
                            think children need some of that now, don't you?</p>
                    </sp>
                    <sp who="spk3">
                        <speaker n="3">MARY FREDERICKSON:</speaker>
                        <p>Mm-hm. Sure.</p>
                    </sp>
                    <sp who="spk1">
                        <speaker n="1">LOUISE RIGSBEE JONES:</speaker>
                        <p>How to take things and how to see them, what happens and all.</p>
                    </sp>
                    <sp who="spk3">
                        <speaker n="3">MARY FREDERICKSON:</speaker>
                        <p>How old were you when she taught you?</p>
                    </sp>
                    <sp who="spk1">
                        <speaker n="1">LOUISE RIGSBEE JONES:</speaker>
                        <p>Well, I was up maybe around eleven or twelve years old then. I had had
                            teachers before her. My first teacher. . . . Well, I think it was Miss
                            Mary Griffin. She's related to the Griffins over there at Pittsboro.
                            They run the funeral home over there now. And she was a mighty sweet
                            woman. I loved her. Because I was a child that didn't take up with just
                            everybody, you know; I stuck to my mother. I just couldn't leave my
                            mother to go nowhere. I stayed at home and didn't go out to play like I
                            should with other children. I didn't want to leave my mother. And I was
                            so afraid of thunderclouds when I was a little girl, and I would watch
                            the trees, you know, the leaves, in real hot weather, how they'll curl
                            up together. And I'd think, "Well, I'm afraid there'll be a
                            cloud. I won't go leave Ma this evening; I'll stay here." And
                            I'd stay at home around her, you know, so I'd be near her. I felt like
                            if I were near her, then everything was all right. Now that's the way I
                            felt about my mother, you know. <note type="comment"> [Laughter]
                        </note></p>
                    </sp>
                    <sp who="spk3">
                        <speaker n="3">MARY FREDERICKSON:</speaker>
                        <p>Why do you think that was? Why do you think you were so close to your
                            mother?</p>
                    </sp>
                    <sp who="spk1">
                        <speaker n="1">LOUISE RIGSBEE JONES:</speaker>
                        <p>Well, she was close to her children. She loved us all. But<pb id="p14" n="14"/> I was just that type of child. You know, some children are
                            more foolish about their mothers, stick closer to them than others, and
                            I was that type of child.</p>
                    </sp>
                    <sp who="spk3">
                        <speaker n="3">MARY FREDERICKSON:</speaker>
                        <p>Do you think it might have been because you were the youngest?</p>
                    </sp>
                    <sp who="spk1">
                        <speaker n="1">LOUISE RIGSBEE JONES:</speaker>
                        <p>Well, I think maybe, and they all petted me in a way. All of them were
                            good to me, and my brothers and sisters. I think maybe that was it, too,
                            you know.</p>
                    </sp>
                    <sp who="spk3">
                        <speaker n="3">MARY FREDERICKSON:</speaker>
                        <p>We were talking about your brother and his work at the Company Store?</p>
                    </sp>
                    <sp who="spk1">
                        <speaker n="1">LOUISE RIGSBEE JONES:</speaker>
                        <p>He worked with Atwater and Lambeth after Atwater and Lambeth bought the
                            store. He worked with them down there several years. And then he got a
                            job at Durham with Huntley-Stockton Hill, a furniture store up there.
                            And he worked with them.</p>
                    </sp>
                    <sp who="spk3">
                        <speaker n="3">MARY FREDERICKSON:</speaker>
                        <p>Were Lambeth and Atwater from Bynum?</p>
                    </sp>
                    <sp who="spk1">
                        <speaker n="1">LOUISE RIGSBEE JONES:</speaker>
                        <p>Yes, uh-huh, they lived here. Mr. Atwater lived over here on the highway,
                            and Mr. Lambeth lived up further on on the highway, big house up there.
                            I don't know the people that own it now.</p>
                    </sp>
                    <sp who="spk3">
                        <speaker n="3">MARY FREDERICKSON:</speaker>
                        <p>Were they young men, Atwater and Lambeth?</p>
                    </sp>
                    <sp who="spk1">
                        <speaker n="1">LOUISE RIGSBEE JONES:</speaker>
                        <p>They were then. Well, Mr. Rufus Lambeth, he never did marry, but Mr.
                            Atwater was married and had a family. But he wasn't an old man when he
                            was down there in the store. He was Superintendent of the Sunday school
                            here for several years. The first superintendent that I ever remember in
                            the Sunday school was Mr. Carney Bynum, the man that lived over there
                            where Mrs. Durham lives. And then after he got disabled, Mr. Atwater was
                            Superintendent for several years.</p>
                    </sp>
                    <sp who="spk3">
                        <speaker n="3">MARY FREDERICKSON:</speaker>
                        <p>How did Mr. Bynum get disabled?</p>
                    </sp>
                    <pb id="p15" n="15"/>
                    <sp who="spk1">
                        <speaker n="1">LOUISE RIGSBEE JONES:</speaker>
                        <p>Well, I just don't remember that, because I was a child then. I don't
                            remember.</p>
                    </sp>
                    <sp who="spk3">
                        <speaker n="3">MARY FREDERICKSON:</speaker>
                        <p>Was he badly crippled or something?</p>
                    </sp>
                    <sp who="spk1">
                        <speaker n="1">LOUISE RIGSBEE JONES:</speaker>
                        <p>Well, I don't think so. I don't know. I just can't tell you. I don't
                            remember.</p>
                    </sp>
                    <sp who="spk3">
                        <speaker n="3">MARY FREDERICKSON:</speaker>
                        <p>Had he worked in the mill?</p>
                    </sp>
                    <sp who="spk1">
                        <speaker n="1">LOUISE RIGSBEE JONES:</speaker>
                        <p>No, he never did work in the mill. He owned some land over there, and
                            there were some colored people that lived. . . . They farmed for him.
                            And I really don't know what he did. <milestone n="3353" unit="empty" type="stop" timestamp="00:27:56"/>
                            <milestone n="2921" unit="excerpt" type="start" timestamp="00:27:57"/>
                            But now Mr. Luther Bynum that lived out here in this house right next to
                            us, he was over the mill at first down here.</p>
                    </sp>
                    <sp who="spk3">
                        <speaker n="3">MARY FREDERICKSON:</speaker>
                        <p>He was superintendent of the mill?</p>
                    </sp>
                    <sp who="spk1">
                        <speaker n="1">LOUISE RIGSBEE JONES:</speaker>
                        <p>Well, I don't know what they called it. I just heard him say he was over
                            the mill. I don't know what they called it. But that's how Bynum got its
                            name, I think; this family of Bynums were about the first here, you
                            know. And Mr. Bynum really looked after the place. I've heard my mother
                            speak about it, how he'd go around, you know, and if a little something
                            happened that shouldn't have, he'd go and investigate about it, and
                            tried to keep things in good order here, you know, while he. . . . I
                            don't know who owned the mill, whether he was in it or not, but the J.
                            M. Odell Manufacturing Company is the only one that I ever knowed the
                            name that it went by.</p>
                    </sp>
                    <sp who="spk3">
                        <speaker n="3">MARY FREDERICKSON:</speaker>
                        <p>But Mr. Luther Bynum was over the mill when you were a little girl,
                            right?</p>
                    </sp>
                    <sp who="spk1">
                        <speaker n="1">LOUISE RIGSBEE JONES:</speaker>
                        <p>Yes, before I can remember.</p>
                    </sp>
                    <sp who="spk3">
                        <speaker n="3">MARY FREDERICKSON:</speaker>
                        <p>How would he keep it in order, like if there was noise or<pb id="p16" n="16"/> if people were raising ruckus or something?</p>
                    </sp>
                    <sp who="spk1">
                        <speaker n="1">LOUISE RIGSBEE JONES:</speaker>
                        <p>Well, the best that I can figure it out, if they didn't live kind of like
                            they ought to and keep their homes right, I think he would just move
                            them out. I don't think he would keep them here on the work. Now that's
                            the way I remember it. I don't know whether that was the exact. . . .
                            They didn't have as much law around then as they do now, and half the
                            time the law don't do anything <note type="comment"> [Laughter] </note>
                            when it comes.</p>
                    </sp>
                    <sp who="spk3">
                        <speaker n="3">MARY FREDERICKSON:</speaker>
                        <p>Do you remember ever seeing him when you were a little girl?</p>
                    </sp>
                    <sp who="spk1">
                        <speaker n="1">LOUISE RIGSBEE JONES:</speaker>
                        <p>Yes, I remember him. Yes.</p>
                    </sp>
                    <sp who="spk3">
                        <speaker n="3">MARY FREDERICKSON:</speaker>
                        <p>Was he a nice man?</p>
                    </sp>
                    <sp who="spk1">
                        <speaker n="1">LOUISE RIGSBEE JONES:</speaker>
                        <p>Yes, he was a nice man. <milestone n="2921" unit="excerpt" type="stop" timestamp="00:29:57"/>
                            <milestone n="3354" unit="empty" type="start" timestamp="00:29:58"/> I
                            remember when he died. We were going to school down there in that old
                            schoolhouse. He had a son and a daughter. They were both a little older
                            than I was. But I remember. He went to Raleigh or somewhere, and his son
                            went with him; his name was Jeff Bynum. And he was taken sick, I
                        think</p>
                    </sp>
                    <p>
                        <note anchored="yes">
                            <p>[END OF TAPE 1, SIDE A]</p>
                        </note>
                    </p>
                </div2>
                <div2 id="tape1-b" n="1-B" type="tape_side">
                    <head>[TAPE 1, SIDE B]</head>
                    <note anchored="yes">
                        <p>[START OF TAPE 1, SIDE B]</p>
                    </note>
                    <sp who="spk1">
                        <speaker n="1">LOUISE RIGSBEE JONES:</speaker>
                        <p>and Mary, but Mary's dead now.</p>
                    </sp>
                    <sp who="spk3">
                        <speaker n="3">MARY FREDERICKSON:</speaker>
                        <p>What did she do?</p>
                    </sp>
                    <sp who="spk1">
                        <speaker n="1">LOUISE RIGSBEE JONES:</speaker>
                        <p>Well, I don't know whether she taught school. . . . I don't know what she
                            done after they left here.</p>
                    </sp>
                    <sp who="spk3">
                        <speaker n="3">MARY FREDERICKSON:</speaker>
                        <p>Oh, they left here after he died?</p>
                    </sp>
                    <sp who="spk1">
                        <speaker n="1">LOUISE RIGSBEE JONES:</speaker>
                        <p>Yes. Yes, a while. Mrs. Bynum stayed on a few years. I don't remember how
                            long, because I was a child. I hadn't been going<pb id="p17" n="17"/> to
                            school but just a little while then, you know. And I can't remember too
                            much about that.</p>
                    </sp>
                    <sp who="spk3">
                        <speaker n="3">MARY FREDERICKSON:</speaker>
                        <p>We were talking about your brother at the beginning of this, and you said
                            he went to Durham to work for Huntley and Stockton?</p>
                    </sp>
                    <sp who="spk1">
                        <speaker n="1">LOUISE RIGSBEE JONES:</speaker>
                        <p>Huntley-Stockton Hill, a furniture store up there.</p>
                    </sp>
                    <sp who="spk3">
                        <speaker n="3">MARY FREDERICKSON:</speaker>
                        <p>How did he decide to go to Durham?</p>
                    </sp>
                    <sp who="spk1">
                        <speaker n="1">LOUISE RIGSBEE JONES:</speaker>
                        <p>I think Atwater and Lambeth finally went out of business down here, and
                            the store work is all he had ever done. He didn't work in the mill any
                            down here. My other brother worked in the mill all the time down here,
                            as long as he lived. But Roy didn't, and he went up there. He got a job.
                            I don't know just how. . . . He was already married and had some
                            children then. I don't remember how he come to get the job, who
                            recommended him or what, but he worked up there. And then he moved to
                            Carrboro, and he and Mr. Hinson—I don't know the
                            man—put in the furniture store up there. I think it still goes
                            by the name of Rigsbee-Hinson. I don't know whether it does or not. It
                            did the last time I heard them mention it.</p>
                    </sp>
                    <sp who="spk3">
                        <speaker n="3">MARY FREDERICKSON:</speaker>
                        <p>Was your mother real proud of him going into business like that?</p>
                    </sp>
                    <sp who="spk1">
                        <speaker n="1">LOUISE RIGSBEE JONES:</speaker>
                        <p>She was dead before he went into business for himself. <milestone n="3354" unit="empty" type="stop" timestamp="00:32:10"/>
                            <milestone n="2922" unit="excerpt" type="start" timestamp="00:32:11"/>But she was proud; she was proud of all of her children. We all did
                            right good. I mean, she had right good children. And I never did get a
                            whipping. <note type="comment"> [Laughter] </note></p>
                    </sp>
                    <sp who="spk3">
                        <speaker n="3">MARY FREDERICKSON:</speaker>
                        <p>
                            <note type="comment"> [Laughter] </note>
                        </p>
                    </sp>
                    <sp who="spk1">
                        <speaker n="1">LOUISE RIGSBEE JONES:</speaker>
                        <p>And she never did whip me. She didn't believe in whipping<pb id="p18" n="18"/> children, punishing them like that. She'd talk to them, you
                            know, and they all minded her pretty good. I think the <note type="comment"> [Laughter] </note> nearest that she ever come to
                            whipping me was about a little boy. We thought so much of him when we
                            lived out yonder; he lived in the house next to us. His name was Arthur
                            Clark. And we loved him, and he loved us just the same as if he was our
                            own little brother. And he called my mother "Ma." And
                            I heard him one day. He was at home, when we were out there, and I heard
                            him crying. His mother had punished him for something. Well, I was so
                            mad I didn't know what to do, and I was just talking to my Mama, you
                            know, about it, about his mother a-whipping him. And I remember her
                            saying, `Louise, if you don't hush I'm going to whip you now."
                            She says, "You mustn't talk thataway." She knew that
                            she'd hear me. But I was so wrong with his mother because she had
                            punished him, you know. <gap reason="unknown"/>
                            <note type="comment"> [Laughter] </note></p>
                    </sp>
                    <sp who="spk3">
                        <speaker n="3">MARY FREDERICKSON:</speaker>
                        <p>Did any of your older brothers and sisters, do you remember them ever
                            being punished for anything?</p>
                    </sp>
                    <sp who="spk1">
                        <speaker n="1">LOUISE RIGSBEE JONES:</speaker>
                        <p>No, I don't.</p>
                    </sp>
                    <sp who="spk3">
                        <speaker n="3">MARY FREDERICKSON:</speaker>
                        <p>I mean, your mother carried that policy out with all her children,
                        right?</p>
                    </sp>
                    <sp who="spk1">
                        <speaker n="1">LOUISE RIGSBEE JONES:</speaker>
                        <p>Mm-hm, yes, she did.</p>
                    </sp>
                    <sp who="spk3">
                        <speaker n="3">MARY FREDERICKSON:</speaker>
                        <p>Not just you, because you were the youngest. <note type="comment">
                                [Laughter] </note></p>
                    </sp>
                    <sp who="spk1">
                        <speaker n="1">LOUISE RIGSBEE JONES:</speaker>
                        <p>No, with all of them. They obeyed her very good. She lived with her
                            family after my father died, and they obeyed her pretty well. I had
                            right good sisters and brothers; I'm proud of them.</p>
                    </sp>
                    <milestone n="2922" unit="excerpt" type="stop" timestamp="00:34:10"/>
                    <milestone n="3355" unit="empty" type="start" timestamp="00:34:11"/>
                    <sp who="spk3">
                        <speaker n="3">MARY FREDERICKSON:</speaker>
                        <p>Did anyone ever live with your family other than just your sisters and
                            brothers and your mother and father?</p>
                    </sp>
                    <pb id="p19" n="19"/>
                    <sp who="spk1">
                        <speaker n="1">LOUISE RIGSBEE JONES:</speaker>
                        <p>No, I don't think so.</p>
                    </sp>
                    <sp who="spk3">
                        <speaker n="3">MARY FREDERICKSON:</speaker>
                        <p>Anyone ever come to stay, or did people take in boarders around?</p>
                    </sp>
                    <sp who="spk1">
                        <speaker n="1">LOUISE RIGSBEE JONES:</speaker>
                        <p>Well, now, she used to take boarders; I don't remember it. That was, I
                            think, before I was born. It might have been when I was a baby. But she
                            did have some boarders. They'd work in the mill and they boarded with
                            her. She had some mighty good friends. I mean, she thought so much of
                            them, you know. Yes, she had some boarders. I remember hearing her speak
                            about them.</p>
                    </sp>
                    <sp who="spk3">
                        <speaker n="3">MARY FREDERICKSON:</speaker>
                        <p>But you don't remember. . . . They weren't there when you were coming
                        up?</p>
                    </sp>
                    <sp who="spk1">
                        <speaker n="1">LOUISE RIGSBEE JONES:</speaker>
                        <p>No, they weren't there when I was. . . . I can't remember it. I know
                            there was a woman. She was a Harmon. Her people lived over around
                            Pittsboro. Mary Harmon. And she married a Mr. Frank E. Ferrell. And they
                            moved to Florida. And she would come back to see us. She'd always come
                            and see my mother when they'd come back, you know, to North Carolina to
                            visit their people. She'd always come to see my mother.</p>
                    </sp>
                    <sp who="spk3">
                        <speaker n="3">MARY FREDERICKSON:</speaker>
                        <p>And she'd stayed with your mother while she was working down here in the
                            mill?</p>
                    </sp>
                    <sp who="spk1">
                        <speaker n="1">LOUISE RIGSBEE JONES:</speaker>
                        <p>Yes, she boarded with her, you know, while she was working down here.</p>
                    </sp>
                    <sp who="spk3">
                        <speaker n="3">MARY FREDERICKSON:</speaker>
                        <p>Was it sort of a general thing, that if you took someone in it was like
                            they were almost made a member of the family?</p>
                    </sp>
                    <sp who="spk1">
                        <speaker n="1">LOUISE RIGSBEE JONES:</speaker>
                        <p>Yes, you took someone that you liked, a nice person, and they lived just
                            the same as your family. Now Mr. Henry Abernathy's<pb id="p20" n="20"/>
                            wife, Mrs. Alice Abernathy, she was a Ferrell. Frank Harris, he married
                            a Ferrell. They run a store up yonder.</p>
                    </sp>
                    <sp who="spk3">
                        <speaker n="3">MARY FREDERICKSON:</speaker>
                        <p>Frank Harris did?</p>
                    </sp>
                    <sp who="spk1">
                        <speaker n="1">LOUISE RIGSBEE JONES:</speaker>
                        <p>Uh-huh. Harris and Burley was the name of the store. And Mr. Frank
                            Ferrell was Louise Harris's daddy. But Mr. Frank was the youngest child
                            in their family. What I was going to tell you, Miss Alice, one of the
                            oldest children of Mr. Walt Ferrell's children, boarded with us a long
                            time. And she was married when we lived out yonder, the second house
                            from here, at our house, she and Mr. Henry Abernathy. And she was almost
                            like a sister to us, you know, because she boarded with us a long time.
                            Her father lived here, and he moved down in the Hanks Chapel community
                            on a farm. He had a home down there. Hanks community. And they had the
                            post office, she and Mr. Ferrell, and when Mr. Ferrell left she just
                            stayed on in the post office, worked in the post office, and she boarded
                            with us for a long, long time.</p>
                    </sp>
                    <sp who="spk3">
                        <speaker n="3">MARY FREDERICKSON:</speaker>
                        <p>Now that was when you were older, right?</p>
                    </sp>
                    <sp who="spk1">
                        <speaker n="1">LOUISE RIGSBEE JONES:</speaker>
                        <p>Yes, I can remember when she boarded. That's the only one that I ever
                            remember much about her boarding.</p>
                    </sp>
                    <sp who="spk3">
                        <speaker n="3">MARY FREDERICKSON:</speaker>
                        <p>I see. Did your family go to the church down here, the Methodist
                        Church?</p>
                    </sp>
                    <sp who="spk1">
                        <speaker n="1">LOUISE RIGSBEE JONES:</speaker>
                        <p>Yes. My father went to the Baptist Church at Lystra—that's a
                            Baptist church up there—and he went to the Baptist church, but
                            when they moved down here he went to the Methodist church, too. <note type="comment"> [Laughter] </note> I remember hearing my mother tell
                            about the preacher up there at the Baptist Church, and one time she said
                            he'd go home with<pb id="p21" n="21"/> them Sundays, you know, for
                            dinners a lot of times. And he wanted her to move her membership to the
                            Baptist Church, you know. Well, she had always been a Methodist. Grandpa
                            Williamson was a Methodist. And she said he told her, he says,
                            "Well, if you don't," he says, "sometime
                            you'll have to give an account of yourself." And she said she
                            looked at him, and she says, "Well, I think, while I have to
                            give an account of myself, some other people will have to give an
                            account of theirselves, too." That was the answer she made . .
                            .</p>
                    </sp>
                    <sp who="spk3">
                        <speaker n="3">MARY FREDERICKSON:</speaker>
                        <p>
                            <note type="comment"> [Laughter] </note>
                        </p>
                    </sp>
                    <sp who="spk1">
                        <speaker n="1">LOUISE RIGSBEE JONES:</speaker>
                        <p>. . . when he talked to her about moving to the Baptist Church. She never
                            did move her membership up there. She stayed on down here, you know, and
                            of course my father went to church down here, too, after they moved down
                            here from up there. But I remember hearing her tell that. She said he
                            was so down on her, you know, because she wouldn't move from the
                            Methodist Church to the Baptist Church.</p>
                    </sp>
                    <sp who="spk3">
                        <speaker n="3">MARY FREDERICKSON:</speaker>
                        <p>Was this when she and your father were just seeing each other?</p>
                    </sp>
                    <sp who="spk1">
                        <speaker n="1">LOUISE RIGSBEE JONES:</speaker>
                        <p>First married. And she lived up there in the Lystra community with him
                            when they were first married. There was one or two of my older sisters
                            and brothers, I think, was born up there. But I couldn't tell you how
                            many. I just don't know.</p>
                    </sp>
                    <sp who="spk3">
                        <speaker n="3">MARY FREDERICKSON:</speaker>
                        <p>How did the church work? Was there a minister who lived in Bynum when you
                            were a little girl?</p>
                    </sp>
                    <sp who="spk1">
                        <speaker n="1">LOUISE RIGSBEE JONES:</speaker>
                        <p>Well, just as long ago as I can remember, there has been one here.</p>
                    </sp>
                    <pb id="p22" n="22"/>
                    <sp who="spk3">
                        <speaker n="3">MARY FREDERICKSON:</speaker>
                        <p>There's always been one?</p>
                    </sp>
                    <sp who="spk1">
                        <speaker n="1">LOUISE RIGSBEE JONES:</speaker>
                        <p>But I tell you, before they built the church here the people here went to
                            Mt. Pleasant; that's up in the country some. And the cemetery was up
                            there, and there's a lot of the people that lived here along then buried
                            up there. My grandfather and grandmother are buried up there, and two or
                            three of my aunts were buried up there.</p>
                    </sp>
                    <sp who="spk3">
                        <speaker n="3">MARY FREDERICKSON:</speaker>
                        <p>Do you remember when the church was built here?</p>
                    </sp>
                    <sp who="spk1">
                        <speaker n="1">LOUISE RIGSBEE JONES:</speaker>
                        <p>No, I don't remember. That's the only church I ever remember going to.
                            They went to church down in the old schoolhouse before the church was
                            built here, but I don't remember that. I just went to this church. I've
                            always been to the church out here.</p>
                    </sp>
                    <sp who="spk3">
                        <speaker n="3">MARY FREDERICKSON:</speaker>
                        <p>Was the church ever used except on Sunday?</p>
                    </sp>
                    <sp who="spk1">
                        <speaker n="1">LOUISE RIGSBEE JONES:</speaker>
                        <p>Well, they used to have prayer meeting on Wednesday night the week a long
                            time ago. It hasn't been so many years that they. . . . But they got to
                            having night work, you know. They just had day work along then.
                            Everybody was off at six o'clock. But after they got to working night
                            shifts and all, you know, services like that kind of cut out. But I
                            remember several of the preachers that have been here. But of course
                            there were some here that I don't remember. I've heard her speak about
                            them, but I can't remember them. They were here before I can remember
                            that time.</p>
                    </sp>
                    <sp who="spk3">
                        <speaker n="3">MARY FREDERICKSON:</speaker>
                        <p>Did the ministers come and go on a four-year basis like they do in the
                            Methodist Church?</p>
                    </sp>
                    <sp who="spk1">
                        <speaker n="1">LOUISE RIGSBEE JONES:</speaker>
                        <p>Yes, most of the time. Now if they didn't like. . . . You know, now
                            they'll move them. They'll stay two or three years, and if they want to
                            go somewhere else or the people want another minister, if<pb id="p23" n="23"/> they go to the Conference head one. . . . It's not public,
                            you know, but they just kind of work it around. And they make changes.
                            But the limit is four years, most of the time, that the Methodist
                            preacher stays. And the Conference sends the preachers. We don't have
                            any choice about asking for one. Now like the Baptist Church, they call
                            their own preachers, you know, the congregation. They'll know one, and
                            he'll come and preach a time or two for them, and if they like him, you
                            know, maybe they'd get him to come and be their minister. And the other
                            Hanks church, that's the Christian Church down there, the community that
                            I was speaking of. And that's where my husband went to church when he
                            was a child. And they call their preachers down there, too. I think the
                            Methodist Church is. . . . I don't know about the others, but they've
                            always had the Conference, you know, and the Conference is the one that
                            sends the preachers to us. Of course, the head ones in the church, if
                            they want one, they can let it be known, you know, to the ones over
                            them, and maybe that'll have some effect on it. I don't know.</p>
                    </sp>
                    <sp who="spk3">
                        <speaker n="3">MARY FREDERICKSON:</speaker>
                        <p>Do you ever remember people meeting and deciding to ask a minister to
                            leave or something like that?</p>
                    </sp>
                    <sp who="spk1">
                        <speaker n="1">LOUISE RIGSBEE JONES:</speaker>
                        <p>No, I don't ever remember that.</p>
                    </sp>
                    <sp who="spk3">
                        <speaker n="3">MARY FREDERICKSON:</speaker>
                        <p>Were there groups that met, aside from the Sunday service and the
                            Wednesday night prayer meeting? Like was there a women's group in the
                            church?</p>
                    </sp>
                    <sp who="spk1">
                        <speaker n="1">LOUISE RIGSBEE JONES:</speaker>
                        <p>Well, they had the Woman's Missionary Society, they called it. I think
                            that was the grown women, you know.</p>
                    </sp>
                    <sp who="spk3">
                        <speaker n="3">MARY FREDERICKSON:</speaker>
                        <p>Did your mother belong to that?</p>
                    </sp>
                    <pb id="p24" n="24"/>
                    <sp who="spk1">
                        <speaker n="1">LOUISE RIGSBEE JONES:</speaker>
                        <p>Yes, she used to. Then they had for the young people—you know,
                            grown—they had the Epworth League, they called it. And my
                            sisters and brothers that was old enough went to that.</p>
                    </sp>
                    <sp who="spk3">
                        <speaker n="3">MARY FREDERICKSON:</speaker>
                        <p>Did you go to that?</p>
                    </sp>
                    <sp who="spk1">
                        <speaker n="1">LOUISE RIGSBEE JONES:</speaker>
                        <p>No, I wasn't old enough when they had it here.</p>
                    </sp>
                    <sp who="spk3">
                        <speaker n="3">MARY FREDERICKSON:</speaker>
                        <p>Did you belong to the Woman's Missionary Society later?</p>
                    </sp>
                    <sp who="spk1">
                        <speaker n="1">LOUISE RIGSBEE JONES:</speaker>
                        <p>No, I haven't. But I've been to all the other meetings, and we had a
                            class. We finally organized a class, you know, later on in years, the
                            young ladies, the girls and young married women had a class. And they
                            got it divided up like that better, you know, than what it was years
                            before. But I went. Now my aunt that lived down there, she was my Sunday
                            school teacher for years when I was a little girl. And I mean maybe
                            there was seven or eight members of that class, you know, all about the
                            same age, and we were really close together. And we loved our Sunday
                            school and our Sunday school class and our Sunday school teacher and
                            all, always. We loved going to church.</p>
                    </sp>
                    <sp who="spk3">
                        <speaker n="3">MARY FREDERICKSON:</speaker>
                        <p>You liked it.</p>
                    </sp>
                    <sp who="spk1">
                        <speaker n="1">LOUISE RIGSBEE JONES:</speaker>
                        <p>Yes.</p>
                    </sp>
                    <sp who="spk3">
                        <speaker n="3">MARY FREDERICKSON:</speaker>
                        <p>You always liked it?</p>
                    </sp>
                    <sp who="spk1">
                        <speaker n="1">LOUISE RIGSBEE JONES:</speaker>
                        <p>Yes, I always liked going to church.</p>
                    </sp>
                    <sp who="spk3">
                        <speaker n="3">MARY FREDERICKSON:</speaker>
                        <p>You mentioned a couple of men who were superintendents of the Sunday
                            school. Was that a big job?</p>
                    </sp>
                    <sp who="spk1">
                        <speaker n="1">LOUISE RIGSBEE JONES:</speaker>
                        <p>Well, he sat up at the front, and he would tell all the song numbers and
                            time to go to classes, and he just conducted the Sunday school. Of
                            course, it was a job. When he could, he tried to use his <gap reason="unknown"/> to get people to go to church and all, and like
                            that, but they<pb id="p25" n="25"/> were both good men, Mr. Bynum and
                            Mr. Atwater. And my brother, the one older than me, was Superintendent
                            for a while out here a while before he left here.</p>
                    </sp>
                    <sp who="spk3">
                        <speaker n="3">MARY FREDERICKSON:</speaker>
                        <p>That was Roy.</p>
                    </sp>
                    <sp who="spk1">
                        <speaker n="1">LOUISE RIGSBEE JONES:</speaker>
                        <p>Roy. Well, I believe that your brother Leighton was a little while.</p>
                    </sp>
                    <sp who="spk2">
                        <speaker n="2">MALE VOICE:</speaker>
                        <p>Yes, my brother Leighton was.</p>
                    </sp>
                    <sp who="spk1">
                        <speaker n="1">LOUISE RIGSBEE JONES:</speaker>
                        <p>His brother Leighton was Superintendent since then, in later years. Well,
                            I haven't been to Sunday school since I had arthritis so bad, because I
                            can't wear shoes and I can't get my clothes on. I can't get ready of a
                            morning to go in time. It's like I'm so slow. But I think that my
                            nephew's son, I believe is Superintendent of the Sunday school out here
                            now. But we used to have it in the afternoon. When I was a child, we had
                            Sunday school in the afternoon and preaching at night. We didn't have a
                            morning service any. But now since they have the preaching and Sunday
                            school all of a morning—they have the Sunday school fist; then
                            it just goes into the preaching service, more or less—the
                            Superintendent don't have quite as much to do as he used to, you
                        know.</p>
                    </sp>
                    <sp who="spk3">
                        <speaker n="3">MARY FREDERICKSON:</speaker>
                        <p>Why did you have it in the afternoon and the evening? Do you have any
                            idea? Did people have to do something in the morning?</p>
                    </sp>
                    <sp who="spk1">
                        <speaker n="1">LOUISE RIGSBEE JONES:</speaker>
                        <p>Well, I don't know. I never did know. <milestone n="3355" unit="empty" type="stop" timestamp="00:47:16"/>
                            <milestone n="2923" unit="excerpt" type="start" timestamp="00:47:17"/>But as long ago as I can remember, we went to Sunday school . . .</p>
                    </sp>
                    <sp who="spk3">
                        <speaker n="3">MARY FREDERICKSON:</speaker>
                        <p>In the afternoon.</p>
                    </sp>
                    <sp who="spk1">
                        <speaker n="1">LOUISE RIGSBEE JONES:</speaker>
                        <p>. . . about three o'clock, I think. And they had preaching at night. And
                            the preachers that lived here then, they<pb id="p26" n="26"/> had this
                            church, Mt. Pleasant, Mann's Chapel, Ebenezer, and I believe Cedar
                            Grove. I don't know whether they had them all that time or not. I don't
                            know how long Cedar Grove. . . . I think that was kind of one of the
                            last ones. Well, Mt. Pleasant was one of the first. They had a church
                            there before we had a church here. And the preacher had to go in a
                            buggy, a horse, you know . . .</p>
                    </sp>
                    <sp who="spk3">
                        <speaker n="3">MARY FREDERICKSON:</speaker>
                        <p>And do a circuit, like?</p>
                    </sp>
                    <sp who="spk1">
                        <speaker n="1">LOUISE RIGSBEE JONES:</speaker>
                        <p>Just have one service a month. That's all we had, one preaching service a
                            month, because he was here one Sunday, and he'd have to go to a church
                            another Sunday. It took him so long, you know, to go and come.</p>
                    </sp>
                    <sp who="spk3">
                        <speaker n="3">MARY FREDERICKSON:</speaker>
                        <p>So he would stay there like part of the week or something?</p>
                    </sp>
                    <sp who="spk1">
                        <speaker n="1">LOUISE RIGSBEE JONES:</speaker>
                        <p>No, he would go and come that day. His family would live here at the
                            parsonage, but he would go to these other churches and preach on Sunday
                            and come back.</p>
                    </sp>
                    <sp who="spk3">
                        <speaker n="3">MARY FREDERICKSON:</speaker>
                        <p>So that's why the preaching was at night, probably?</p>
                    </sp>
                    <sp who="spk1">
                        <speaker n="1">LOUISE RIGSBEE JONES:</speaker>
                        <p>It must have been maybe why it was at night here. I just don't know why.
                            I just remember it being one night out of the month here. Well, too, we
                            did have. . . . Now there was Third Sunday. They got to having another,
                            got to having it at night, one night a month, after we got so we could
                            have two. They didn't have quite so many churches. But we had Third
                            Sunday morning, the third Sunday in every month, our preacher here. But
                            that was in later years; that wasn't at first.</p>
                    </sp>
                    <sp who="spk3">
                        <speaker n="3">MARY FREDERICKSON:</speaker>
                        <p>Did you see the minister very often during the week? Would<pb id="p27" n="27"/> he come to visit people?</p>
                    </sp>
                    <sp who="spk1">
                        <speaker n="1">LOUISE RIGSBEE JONES:</speaker>
                        <p>Yes, they'd come around and visit the people. My mother, she was <gap reason="unknown"/> close to them. I remember one that was Preacher
                            Rose, and he had three boys when they moved here, and I think there was
                            one child born after he moved here. And my mother—I told you
                            that before—that she always went where there was babies born,
                            you know. There was no nurses around to be with the doctors and <gap reason="unknown"/> baby <gap reason="unknown"/> . She was what you'd
                            say was a midwife. And she'd go to so many places. Well, she was with
                            Mrs. Rose. And we'd go over there at night. People visited at night then
                            a lot. They didn't have time to go, because they worked all day long
                            here, you know, and then people would come and sit till bedtime, they
                            called it. We did that. I know, me and her and my brother next to me, we
                            used to go around at night. We didn't have any lights here, and she had
                            a lantern, a kerosene lantern, you know. We would carry that, and we'd
                            go, say, come down here to Mrs. Moore. Mrs. Durham's mother lived here;
                            maybe we'd come down here and spend a while with her. And if you go down
                            there <gap reason="unknown"/> , <gap reason="unknown"/> lived down
                            there. Or we'd go to my aunt's or just neighbors that we might have and
                            sit till bedtime, and they'd come and sit with us some thataway.</p>
                    </sp>
                    <sp who="spk3">
                        <speaker n="3">MARY FREDERICKSON:</speaker>
                        <p>When was bedtime? What time was it?</p>
                    </sp>
                    <sp who="spk1">
                        <speaker n="1">LOUISE RIGSBEE JONES:</speaker>
                        <p>Well, I don't know. I imagine it was about nine, or between nine and ten
                            o'clock, along there.</p>
                    </sp>
                    <sp who="spk3">
                        <speaker n="3">MARY FREDERICKSON:</speaker>
                        <p>Then people would just go home and go to bed?</p>
                    </sp>
                    <sp who="spk1">
                        <speaker n="1">LOUISE RIGSBEE JONES:</speaker>
                        <p>Yeah, to get up and go to work.</p>
                    </sp>
                    <sp who="spk3">
                        <speaker n="3">MARY FREDERICKSON:</speaker>
                        <p>Did you go visiting like every night, or would you stay home<pb id="p28" n="28"/> some <gap reason="unknown"/> ?</p>
                    </sp>
                    <sp who="spk1">
                        <speaker n="1">LOUISE RIGSBEE JONES:</speaker>
                        <p>No, we didn't go every night. We just went now and then, you know.</p>
                    </sp>
                    <sp who="spk3">
                        <speaker n="3">MARY FREDERICKSON:</speaker>
                        <p>Like maybe a couple nights a week or . . .</p>
                    </sp>
                    <sp who="spk1">
                        <speaker n="1">LOUISE RIGSBEE JONES:</speaker>
                        <p>Something like that. I can't remember. I just remember going, you know. I
                            was always where she was <gap reason="unknown"/> .</p>
                    </sp>
                    <milestone n="2923" unit="excerpt" type="stop" timestamp="00:51:40"/>
                    <milestone n="3356" unit="empty" type="start" timestamp="00:51:41"/>
                    <sp who="spk3">
                        <speaker n="3">MARY FREDERICKSON:</speaker>
                        <p>Where your mother was? <note type="comment"> [Laughter] </note></p>
                    </sp>
                    <sp who="spk1">
                        <speaker n="1">LOUISE RIGSBEE JONES:</speaker>
                        <p>Yes. I was a. . . .</p>
                    </sp>
                    <sp who="spk3">
                        <speaker n="3">MARY FREDERICKSON:</speaker>
                        <p>Okay. Oh, one other thing I wanted to ask you was, were the people who
                            were superintendents in the mills and overseers in the mills all real
                            active in the church? Like Mr. Edgar Moore?</p>
                    </sp>
                    <sp who="spk1">
                        <speaker n="1">LOUISE RIGSBEE JONES:</speaker>
                        <p>Yeah, Mr. Moore was. He taught a Sunday school class for several years
                            out there. And he's about the only one that I remember <gap reason="unknown"/> till he left and Frank Durham took it over, Mrs.
                            Flossie's <gap reason="unknown"/> boy. Mr. Moore was here, he lived
                            there for years.</p>
                    </sp>
                    <sp who="spk3">
                        <speaker n="3">MARY FREDERICKSON:</speaker>
                        <p>But both of them were real active in the church?</p>
                    </sp>
                    <sp who="spk1">
                        <speaker n="1">LOUISE RIGSBEE JONES:</speaker>
                        <p>Yes. His wife, well, she didn't teach a class or things like that, but
                            she was a regular member of the Sunday school class and went to church.
                            They were good to go to church, before the church.</p>
                    </sp>
                    <sp who="spk3">
                        <speaker n="3">MARY FREDERICKSON:</speaker>
                        <p>Did most of the people who lived up the street here go to the church? Did
                            almost everyone go to the same church?</p>
                    </sp>
                    <sp who="spk1">
                        <speaker n="1">LOUISE RIGSBEE JONES:</speaker>
                        <p>Well, I don't remember about that, but there was a lot more that went
                            then than goes now, that lived here on the hill. There was a lot more
                            that went. I do remember that.</p>
                    </sp>
                    <pb id="p29" n="29"/>
                    <sp who="spk3">
                        <speaker n="3">MARY FREDERICKSON:</speaker>
                        <p>If people didn't go, when you were younger, if people didn't go to the
                            church here, would they go anywhere else to church?</p>
                    </sp>
                    <sp who="spk1">
                        <speaker n="1">LOUISE RIGSBEE JONES:</speaker>
                        <p>Well, no, they couldn't very well go, because, you see, you had no way to
                            go then, only in a buggy, horse, or a wagon. And they didn't go away
                            from here to church much.</p>
                    </sp>
                    <sp who="spk3">
                        <speaker n="3">MARY FREDERICKSON:</speaker>
                        <p>So would you say most everyone went to church?</p>
                    </sp>
                    <sp who="spk1">
                        <speaker n="1">LOUISE RIGSBEE JONES:</speaker>
                        <p>Went to church here, you know.</p>
                    </sp>
                    <sp who="spk3">
                        <speaker n="3">MARY FREDERICKSON:</speaker>
                        <p>What if they didn't want to go? Did anyone sort of ask them to go or. . .
                            .</p>
                    </sp>
                    <sp who="spk1">
                        <speaker n="1">LOUISE RIGSBEE JONES:</speaker>
                        <p>Well, yes, they would talk to them, you know, and try to get them to go.
                            They, of course, didn't force them to go, but they would treat them nice
                            and ask them to go.</p>
                    </sp>
                    <sp who="spk3">
                        <speaker n="3">MARY FREDERICKSON:</speaker>
                        <p>If they refused to go to church or didn't have anything to do with the
                            church, could they maybe be asked to leave?</p>
                    </sp>
                    <sp who="spk1">
                        <speaker n="1">LOUISE RIGSBEE JONES:</speaker>
                        <p>Well, I don't think so. I don't remember about that, if there ever
                        was.</p>
                    </sp>
                    <sp who="spk3">
                        <speaker n="3">MARY FREDERICKSON:</speaker>
                        <p>You don't remember that happening to anybody.</p>
                    </sp>
                    <sp who="spk1">
                        <speaker n="1">LOUISE RIGSBEE JONES:</speaker>
                        <p>No, I don't remember.</p>
                    </sp>
                    <sp who="spk3">
                        <speaker n="3">MARY FREDERICKSON:</speaker>
                        <p>Were there people who you remember who just didn't go to church?</p>
                    </sp>
                    <sp who="spk1">
                        <speaker n="1">LOUISE RIGSBEE JONES:</speaker>
                        <p>Well, I couldn't remember them by name and all. I know there were some
                            that didn't.</p>
                    </sp>
                    <sp who="spk3">
                        <speaker n="3">MARY FREDERICKSON:</speaker>
                        <p>But there were some who didn't go.</p>
                    </sp>
                    <sp who="spk1">
                        <speaker n="1">LOUISE RIGSBEE JONES:</speaker>
                        <p>Yes, but I don't remember their names.</p>
                    </sp>
                    <sp who="spk3">
                        <speaker n="3">MARY FREDERICKSON:</speaker>
                        <p>I'm just trying to get some idea of how many people went. Like, say, out
                            of twenty-five or thirty families, would twenty of them go?</p>
                    </sp>
                    <pb id="p30" n="30"/>
                    <sp who="spk1">
                        <speaker n="1">LOUISE RIGSBEE JONES:</speaker>
                        <p>Well, I don't know, but we had a right good congregation here at church
                            all the time that I remember, after I got old enough to remember going.
                            Of course, I went before I ever got. . . . My mother always carried me
                            to church. She always carried all of us to church. But we had a right
                            good congregation, different classes for different ages, you know. They
                            had the men's class. Well, now, they used to have the men and the women
                            together, but they finally had the men's class and the ladies' class,
                            you know. And then the girls. After I got up about nineteen or twenty,
                            something like that, we had a class of the girls, and if some of them
                            married, they still come to all the classes, the young married ladies.
                            And they had the boys' class and the girls' class of the younger
                        ages.</p>
                    </sp>
                    <sp who="spk3">
                        <speaker n="3">MARY FREDERICKSON:</speaker>
                        <p>Why did they decide to separate the men and women?</p>
                    </sp>
                    <sp who="spk1">
                        <speaker n="1">LOUISE RIGSBEE JONES:</speaker>
                        <p>Well, I just don't know that. I don't know. I reckon they just had so
                            many after there was more got to working here. See, there wasn't but
                            just a few people here to start with, and they built more houses and
                            more people lived here. And of course they grew up, and I reckon that
                            was one reason; they just had to . . .</p>
                    </sp>
                    <sp who="spk3">
                        <speaker n="3">MARY FREDERICKSON:</speaker>
                        <p>Okay.</p>
                    </sp>
                    <sp who="spk1">
                        <speaker n="1">LOUISE RIGSBEE JONES:</speaker>
                        <p>Now Mr. Moore, he was teacher for the men's class for several years down
                            there.</p>
                    </sp>
                    <sp who="spk3">
                        <speaker n="3">MARY FREDERICKSON:</speaker>
                        <p>Mr. Edgar Moore?</p>
                    </sp>
                    <sp who="spk1">
                        <speaker n="1">LOUISE RIGSBEE JONES:</speaker>
                        <p>Uh-huh. Mrs. Durham's brother.</p>
                    </sp>
                    <sp who="spk3">
                        <speaker n="3">MARY FREDERICKSON:</speaker>
                        <p>This was the same time he was Superintendent?</p>
                    </sp>
                    <sp who="spk1">
                        <speaker n="1">LOUISE RIGSBEE JONES:</speaker>
                        <p>Yeah, while he was Superintendent here. And Mrs. Durham was a<pb id="p31" n="31"/> teacher. After I got up old enough to be in the women's
                            class, you know, she was my Sunday school teacher then.</p>
                    </sp>
                    <sp who="spk3">
                        <speaker n="3">MARY FREDERICKSON:</speaker>
                        <p>I see.</p>
                    </sp>
                    <sp who="spk1">
                        <speaker n="1">LOUISE RIGSBEE JONES:</speaker>
                        <p>And she was a good teacher. She was a good Christian woman, I'll tell you
                            that, I think.</p>
                    </sp>
                    <sp who="spk3">
                        <speaker n="3">MARY FREDERICKSON:</speaker>
                        <p>What would the Sunday school teachers do? Would they like lead the
                            lesson?</p>
                    </sp>
                    <sp who="spk1">
                        <speaker n="1">LOUISE RIGSBEE JONES:</speaker>
                        <p>Yes, they would study their lesson and talk, be so they could talk. Well,
                            we'd read it—one would read a little, and the other one would
                            read a little—and they'd ask questions on it, and we'd all
                            talk our opinion, you know, of what we thought of the lesson, and
                            questions, you know. That's the way it was then. But some places, you go
                            and they just get up and talk—you don't say
                            anything—but we did. We just talked to the teacher; she talked
                            to us. And she'd ask a question and give her opinion about it, you know,
                            and there'd be questions and answers in the Sunday school books that
                            we'd have. We'd study them, and then if the teacher wanted to ask
                            another question, they'd ask it and we'd give our opinions on it, you
                            know.</p>
                    </sp>
                    <sp who="spk3">
                        <speaker n="3">MARY FREDERICKSON:</speaker>
                        <p>I see. Okay. Did people have a lot of different opinions about things, or
                            did most people sort of believe the same thing?</p>
                    </sp>
                    <sp who="spk1">
                        <speaker n="1">LOUISE RIGSBEE JONES:</speaker>
                        <p>I think most of them kind of believed the same thing, that went to
                            church.</p>
                    </sp>
                    <sp who="spk3">
                        <speaker n="3">MARY FREDERICKSON:</speaker>
                        <p>When did you first go to school? How old were you?</p>
                    </sp>
                    <sp who="spk1">
                        <speaker n="1">LOUISE RIGSBEE JONES:</speaker>
                        <p>Well, I don't know, but I think I was nearly seven years old. I might
                            have been seven in July before I started in. We used to start about
                            September, I think, somewhere. But I think I was about<pb id="p32" n="32"/> seven years old before I started to school, because I
                            didn't want to leave my Mama and go to school.</p>
                    </sp>
                    <sp who="spk3">
                        <speaker n="3">MARY FREDERICKSON:</speaker>
                        <p><note type="comment"> [Laughter] </note> Do you remember leaving?</p>
                    </sp>
                    <sp who="spk1">
                        <speaker n="1">LOUISE RIGSBEE JONES:</speaker>
                        <p>Yes, I do.</p>
                    </sp>
                    <sp who="spk3">
                        <speaker n="3">MARY FREDERICKSON:</speaker>
                        <p>Were you upset?</p>
                    </sp>
                    <sp who="spk1">
                        <speaker n="1">LOUISE RIGSBEE JONES:</speaker>
                        <p>Yes, I was.</p>
                    </sp>
                    <sp who="spk3">
                        <speaker n="3">MARY FREDERICKSON:</speaker>
                        <p>What did your mother do?</p>
                    </sp>
                    <sp who="spk1">
                        <speaker n="1">LOUISE RIGSBEE JONES:</speaker>
                        <p>Well, my brother Roy, older than me, he was so good to me. He looked
                            after me just like he had been my father or mother, one, when I started
                            to school. Now Roy, he wasn't timid like I was. I was scared when I was
                            a child. I was afraid of everything about it. Dogs, and then we used to
                            call them dough-faces; they wouldn't have them only Christmastime, Santa
                            Claus faces and like that. Well, I was scared to death of anything like
                            that.</p>
                    </sp>
                    <sp who="spk3">
                        <speaker n="3">MARY FREDERICKSON:</speaker>
                        <p>A dough-face was a Santa Claus face?</p>
                    </sp>
                    <sp who="spk1">
                        <speaker n="1">LOUISE RIGSBEE JONES:</speaker>
                        <p>Yeah. Yeah. And I . . .</p>
                    </sp>
                    <sp who="spk3">
                        <speaker n="3">MARY FREDERICKSON:</speaker>
                        <p>Because of the beard?</p>
                    </sp>
                    <sp who="spk1">
                        <speaker n="1">LOUISE RIGSBEE JONES:</speaker>
                        <p>I was afraid of Santa Claus.</p>
                    </sp>
                    <sp who="spk3">
                        <speaker n="3">MARY FREDERICKSON:</speaker>
                        <p>
                            <note type="comment"> [Laughter] </note>
                        </p>
                    </sp>
                    <sp who="spk1">
                        <speaker n="1">LOUISE RIGSBEE JONES:</speaker>
                        <p>We'd go to church, and I didn't know who Santa Claus was then, you know.
                            And we'd always, as long ago as I can remember, we'd have a Christmas
                            tree and a Christmas program out here at the church. Well, Santa Claus
                            would be there, dressed like Santa Claus, you know.</p>
                    </sp>
                    <sp who="spk3">
                        <speaker n="3">MARY FREDERICKSON:</speaker>
                        <p>Who was it, usually?</p>
                    </sp>
                    <sp who="spk1">
                        <speaker n="1">LOUISE RIGSBEE JONES:</speaker>
                        <p>Well, it was just some of the men here in the church. <note type="comment"> [Laughter] </note> I don't remember no certain one.
                            But I would be in my Mama's<pb id="p33" n="33"/> lap, and I would be
                            scared to death. <note type="comment"> [Laughter] </note> I can remember
                            that. I remember when I got my doll. I've got a doll here now that I've
                            had for, I know, seventy or seventy-one years, that had got off of the
                            Christmas tree down there at the church. And I can see that doll hanging
                            up on the Christmas tree now, and I knew it was mine, but I was scared
                            to raise up and look, I was so scared of Santa Claus. Because he'd be up
                            around the tree, you know. <note type="comment"> [Laughter] </note> And
                            I'd sit in her lap and stick my head down, you know, where I thought he
                            couldn't see me.</p>
                    </sp>
                    <sp who="spk3">
                        <speaker n="3">MARY FREDERICKSON:</speaker>
                        <p>Why were you afraid, do you think?</p>
                    </sp>
                    <sp who="spk1">
                        <speaker n="1">LOUISE RIGSBEE JONES:</speaker>
                        <p>I don't know. I was just always afraid of things like that. And I
                            remember one time we was going to school down there. And there was a boy
                            here, and he was full of mischief. He was old as my brother or a little
                            older. And it was just his pride to pick at children, you know.</p>
                    </sp>
                    <p>
                        <note anchored="yes">
                            <p>[END OF TAPE 1, SIDE B]</p>
                        </note>
                    </p>
                </div2>
                <div2 id="tape2-a" n="2-A" type="tape_side">
                    <head>[TAPE 2, SIDE A]</head>
                    <note anchored="yes">
                        <p>[START OF TAPE 2, SIDE A]</p>
                    </note>
                    <sp who="spk3">
                        <speaker n="3">MARY FREDERICKSON:</speaker>
                        <p>Okay. What do you mean when you say he had a dough-face one time?</p>
                    </sp>
                    <sp who="spk1">
                        <speaker n="1">LOUISE RIGSBEE JONES:</speaker>
                        <p>They didn't have them only about Christmastime or something like that
                            here. That's the only time I had any Christmas thing, toys or anything,
                            at the store.</p>
                    </sp>
                    <sp who="spk3">
                        <speaker n="3">MARY FREDERICKSON:</speaker>
                        <p>But what was a dough-face, exactly?</p>
                    </sp>
                    <sp who="spk1">
                        <speaker n="1">LOUISE RIGSBEE JONES:</speaker>
                        <p>Well, they'd have just different old scary-looking faces.</p>
                    </sp>
                    <sp who="spk3">
                        <speaker n="3">MARY FREDERICKSON:</speaker>
                        <p>Like a mask?</p>
                    </sp>
                    <pb id="p34" n="34"/>
                    <sp who="spk1">
                        <speaker n="1">LOUISE RIGSBEE JONES:</speaker>
                        <p>Yeah. Uh-huh. They called them dough-faces, but you put it over your
                            face, you know.</p>
                    </sp>
                    <sp who="spk2">
                        <speaker n="2">MALE VOICE:</speaker>
                        <p>With a big white beard, or something like that.</p>
                    </sp>
                    <sp who="spk1">
                        <speaker n="1">LOUISE RIGSBEE JONES:</speaker>
                        <p>No, Santa Claus had the beard, but the others didn't. But that was Newton
                            Garner. He lived over the river, on over yonder, and he was going to
                            scare me. He knew I was afraid of <gap reason="unknown"/> . And my
                            brother was with me. And Roy, he never was a child to pick a fuss; he
                            wasn't fussy, quarrelsome, you know, with other children. But now he was
                            going to get right on that boy. I remember that. He told him he better
                            leave me alone. And that's the way he was about me. He looked after me
                            when I started in to school. I left my mother to go to school, and he
                            was my mother <note type="comment"> [Laughter] </note> while I was <gap reason="unknown"/> .</p>
                    </sp>
                    <sp who="spk3">
                        <speaker n="3">MARY FREDERICKSON:</speaker>
                        <p>How much older was he than you?</p>
                    </sp>
                    <sp who="spk1">
                        <speaker n="1">LOUISE RIGSBEE JONES:</speaker>
                        <p>Well, he was born in December, 1893, and I was born in July, 1897. About
                            three and a half years' difference. But he really was good to me. I'll
                            never forget him for that.</p>
                    </sp>
                    <sp who="spk3">
                        <speaker n="3">MARY FREDERICKSON:</speaker>
                        <p>I'm real curious about these dough-face things. Did kids wear them? Like
                            you know now when kids dress up on Halloween?</p>
                    </sp>
                    <sp who="spk1">
                        <speaker n="1">LOUISE RIGSBEE JONES:</speaker>
                        <p>Yes, uh-huh.</p>
                    </sp>
                    <sp who="spk3">
                        <speaker n="3">MARY FREDERICKSON:</speaker>
                        <p>Was it for Halloween?</p>
                    </sp>
                    <sp who="spk1">
                        <speaker n="1">LOUISE RIGSBEE JONES:</speaker>
                        <p>Well, I don't remember nothing about it being Halloween that long off.
                            But they'd just have them here maybe at Christmastime, and they'd wear
                            them, just try to scare people or something like that. I don't
                        remember.</p>
                    </sp>
                    <sp who="spk3">
                        <speaker n="3">MARY FREDERICKSON:</speaker>
                        <p>Like it was a game.</p>
                    </sp>
                    <sp who="spk1">
                        <speaker n="1">LOUISE RIGSBEE JONES:</speaker>
                        <p>Yeah. Something like that.</p>
                    </sp>
                    <pb id="p35" n="35"/>
                    <sp who="spk3">
                        <speaker n="3">MARY FREDERICKSON:</speaker>
                        <p>Did you ever wear one?</p>
                    </sp>
                    <sp who="spk1">
                        <speaker n="1">LOUISE RIGSBEE JONES:</speaker>
                        <p>Noooo.</p>
                    </sp>
                    <sp who="spk3">
                        <speaker n="3">MARY FREDERICKSON:</speaker>
                        <p>
                            <note type="comment"> [Laughter] </note>
                        </p>
                    </sp>
                    <sp who="spk1">
                        <speaker n="1">LOUISE RIGSBEE JONES:</speaker>
                        <p>
                            <note type="comment"> [Laughter] </note>
                        </p>
                    </sp>
                    <sp who="spk3">
                        <speaker n="3">MARY FREDERICKSON:</speaker>
                        <p>Did girls ever wear them?</p>
                    </sp>
                    <sp who="spk1">
                        <speaker n="1">LOUISE RIGSBEE JONES:</speaker>
                        <p>No, I don't think they did; it was mostly the boys.</p>
                    </sp>
                    <sp who="spk3">
                        <speaker n="3">MARY FREDERICKSON:</speaker>
                        <p>The boys, like teenage boys or . . .</p>
                    </sp>
                    <sp who="spk1">
                        <spe