Family story about grandmother's escape from slavery
Simkins recalls hearing tales of how her grandmother had run away from her enslavers around the time of the Civil War. After having been undressed and whipped in front of other enslaved people, Simkins' grandmother, Sarah, ran away from the Seals plantation in Sumter County to Columbia, South Carolina. Along the way, she ran into Union soldiers who told her she was free. Later, Sarah offered hospitality to her former mistress who had fallen on hard times. Simkins' recollection of this story is indicative the importance her family placed on fearlessness and helping others, two characteristics she emphasizes throughout the interview.
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Oral History Interview with Modjeska Simkins, July 28, 1976. Interview G-0056-2. Southern Oral History Program Collection (#4007) in the Southern Oral History Program Collection, Southern Historical Collection, Wilson Library, University of North Carolina at Chapel Hill.
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- JACQUELYN HALL:
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Hmm. What was your grandmother's name, your mother's mother's name?
- MODJESKA SIMKINS:
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I don't know. I never knew her name—at least, if I did I don't
remember it. I heard only back to my mother's mother. Now my mother's
mother's name was Sarah; and she was a slave. She came from
Sumter County in this state. And I think I related in there
about her leaving Sumter; I believe I did, I don't know.
- JACQUELYN HALL:
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I think you did.
- MODJESKA SIMKINS:
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Well anyway, she belonged to a family of Seals, S-e-a-l-s, that owned
property in Sumter County. And my mother's mother was in some way or
some degree of Turkish ancestry. There was and still is a settlement of
Turks in Sumter County, in one section of Sumter County; they're still
there. Some years back they wouldn't permit them to go into the white
schools, and they would not attend the Negro schools. They tried to
force them into the Negro schools; they wouldn't. Well, somehow or other
my mother's mother branched off from those Turks. Her mother, she was a
house slave and her mother was a quarter slave (that is, lived in the
quarters, with what they might call the servant slaves). My mother's
mother was very fair and I would judge (although I never saw a picture
of her mother, which would be my great-grand-mother) that she was dark
skinned. And on one occasion, I understood from my mother that her
mother was very devoted to her mother, and after dark she would slip to
the quarters to see her mother. There were some rules on some
plantations that the house slaves should not associate with the slaves
in the quarters. And her mistress found that she had slipped out of the
house at night and had gone to the quarters to see her mother, and she
had her thrashed or whipped the next morning. Had her whipped, and I
understand she was undressed in the presence of some of the people on
the plantation, like overseers and like that. And she was so indignified
that she decided that she was going to run away from that area of Sumter
County and come to Columbia, where her grandmother was. Her grandmother
was in slavery (that'd be my great-great-grandmother), my
great-great-grandmother on my mother's side was in
slavery in Columbia. And she had heard that she was here, and she was
going to run away from the slave plantation to get to her grandmother.
And on the way into Columbia, my mother said, she saw people on the
highway and she ran into the woods to hide. And whoever saw her called
her and asked her why was she running and where she was going. And they
were union soldiers. And they told her that she wouldn't have to hide,
and that she could walk the highway like anybody else did because she
was now free. So I conclude that the slaves had been freed already, but
the masters of this plantation hadn't told them. I heard my mother say
many times that her mother said they told her, "Get right in
this road and stay in the highway, and go on to Columbia, because you
are free as we are." Then I heard my mother tell how as she was
a child, a young girl, that the old slave mistress who had then become
poverty-stricken, would come to their home (which was right up here
across the street from our governor's mansion). And she said that she
had seen her mother give her food many a day when she'd come to their
home. And then she'd say to her, "Sarah, I never thought I'd
come to this, that you would be able to give me food and be kind to me
no matter what I've done." I've heard my mother tell that many
a time.
- JACQUELYN HALL:
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Did Sarah feel that her mistress had been kinder to her than her master
had been? Or why did she do this; why did she help her mistress? Why did
she help her in that way?
- MODJESKA SIMKINS:
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Oh no, no; I never heard her say that she saw the master again. Evidently
the old man died, and this old lady found her way to Columbia. And then
she found where my grandmother was, and she'd come to see her. And
evidently she was hungry and poverty-stricken.
- JACQUELYN HALL:
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I'm wondering if she saw any difference between her master and her
mistress in the way they treated the slaves?
- MODJESKA SIMKINS:
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I never heard that; I never heard that. But the master did the whipping,
did the thrashing. I never got any impression that the master was any
more sympathetic or kindly. But I did get the impression that old lady
Seals was an old heifer, and that she just told him he had to whip her;
and he did. And then she made up her mind she wasn't going to take
another whipping, she was going to run away to Columbia.
- JACQUELYN HALL:
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Do you remember any other stories that your mother told about her
mother?
- MODJESKA SIMKINS:
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No, I don't remember any others. See, my mother's father's people came
from Athens, Georgia. How they met up here together I don't know. You
know, that's a funny thing about fate: people coming to the end of the
world and meeting, and nobody knows why they did. But anyway, he was
from Athens. And I've heard her tell how my father's mother was sold
away from him in slavery. He was just a lad, and they sold her away. And
she had—you know, the old ladies or the women in those days
wore kerchiefs they tied their heads in, and sometimes they'd have one
around their neck like a little cape. So we had for years (I don't know
what became of it) in my mother's effects—that is, in our
homestead—but I know that she kept for years this kerchief.
When she was sold away from him and he was pleading and holding to her,
she pulled off this kerchief and gave it to him as a memento. And then
we had for the longest a pair of his little trousers that he was wearing
around that time. Whatever slave caretaker, or whoever it was that took
care of him, I mean, they had those: I do know that. Eventually he found
his mother after freedom was declared, because she came to Columbia. And
as I remember it she died here.
- JACQUELYN HALL:
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Do you know how he found her?
- MODJESKA SIMKINS:
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No, I don't.
- JACQUELYN HALL:
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Do you know the name of the people who owned him?
- MODJESKA SIMKINS:
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No, I don't. I do know that evidently when he got back to … I
mean, when freedom was declared no matter where she was sold to she
perhaps would come back to Athens. And when she came back to Athens
perhaps he was still a lad just freed. I don't mean to say that she
found him in Columbia. They evidently found each other after the
Emancipation but before he came to Columbia; then she later came to
Columbia.