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Wednesday, October 26, 2011

Midway Plantation Slave Cemetery

Midway Plantation Slave Cemetery

A short distance east of this marker is the site of the Midway Plantation slave cemetery which holds the remains of many of the African Americans who labored on the 1000 acre plantation in the bonds of slavery during the mid-nineteenth century.


By 1850 some 38 slaves toiled on the plantation and through their efforts Lysander McGavock's Midway thrived and boasted of 600 acres of improved farmland and produced cash crops of corn and tobacco.
Brentwood was once home to the Midway, a large 1000-acre plantation owned by Lysander MacGavock, who owned some 38 slaves. These were buried in this small cemetery. As can be seen in the background, Midway has been mostly lost to development. The city of Brentwood originally planned to obliterate this cemetery as well, but after complaints, it decided instead to reroute Murray Avenue around the site, and added this monument to the graveyard.

The City of Brentwood restored this cemetery to honor the unsung heroes who came from Africa and labored on the Midway Plantation in the 1850's. They survived the horrors of the Middle Passage; endured the shackles of slavery; raised their children; honored their parents to make America a better place.

We deeply appreciate their contributions to the world.
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In 1992, the City of Brentwood restored this site which was part of the old Midway Plantation back before the Civil War. The old plantation encompassed much of what is now Princeton Hills Estates, McGavock Farms and Brentwood Country Club Estates. The ante-bellum home built by the plantation's owner is now the centerpiece for The Brentwood Country Club.



Monday, October 17, 2011

The Desegregation of Clinton, Tennessee


School Integration in Clinton, Tennessee

In 1956, Clinton High School in Clinton, Anderson County, Tennessee, was set to be the first high school in the South to be integrated after the Brown decision. Integration was progressing smoothly until John Kasper, leader of the White Citizens Council and a staunch segregationist, came to town. Protests and riots ensued from that day until early in December, when several white citizens escorted the African American students to class, as shown here. One of the escorts was badly beaten afterwards. As a result of the episode the school was closed on December 4, but reopened six days later without incident.


The Desegregation of Clinton, Tennessee

From PBS's History of Jim Crow, "The Desegregation of Clinton Senior High School: Trial and Triumph," by Clinton Beauchamp and Amanda Turner: In the early 1950s, Clinton, Tennessee, was the epitome of a typical southern small town--quiet, friendly, simple, and segregated. In 1956, however, violence over the desegregation of Clinton High School would rock this town to the core and leave an important legacy for years to come.

The trials began with a groundbreaking lawsuit, McSwain v. Anderson County. In 1950, five Negro children and their parents, backed by the NAACP, filed suit against the Anderson County Board of Education to gain entrance into Clinton High School. At that time, the law of Anderson County and the law of the State of Tennessee not only allowed but also required segregation in State high schools, and Negro students in Clinton were designated to attend either Rockwood High School in Rockwood or Austin High School in Knoxville. Presiding Judge Robert L. Taylor of the Federal District Court in Knoxville, Tennessee, dismissed the case on the grounds that Anderson County was providing equal or better educational facilities to the Negro students. The decision was appealed but was suspended pending a decision by the Supreme Court in the historic Brown v. Board of Education case. On January 4, 1956, the final decree issued by Judge Taylor was "...that in Anderson County, as to high school students, segregation be ended by not later than the fall term of 1956."

The Desegregation of Clinton, Tennessee

The faculty and staff of Clinton High School began preparing for integration. For instance, students were assigned papers on the coming integration and involved in numerous class discussions. In addition, news of the school's impending integration was circulated in the local newspaper The Clinton Courier and announced at school assemblies and town meetings. A Clinton High student at that time, Jerry Shattuck, believes, "...the student body and the town of Clinton was pretty well aware of and prepared to accept the desegregation; I don't think they necessarily supported it, but, nevertheless, it was the law of the land and we were going to abide by it." Things progressed relatively smoothly throughout the summer.

On registration day, the 12 Negro students to attend Clinton High School signed up for classes with no trouble. It seemed that the integration might be implemented without any trouble, but the weekend before school was to begin, John Kasper came to town. Kasper was an ardent segregationist and leader of his own group, the White Citizens Council. He came into town and began to "stir up trouble." Kasper clearly stated his views on segregation in an article, "Segregation or Death" (Virginia Spectator, May, 1959), in which he stated, "The only defect with segregation as a national policy, as a policy of the government, is that it does not go far enough." Kasper would play a pivotal role in causing the problems in Clinton over the next few months and would be arrested several times.

Clinton, Tennessee

With the stage thus set, on Monday, August 26, 1956, Clinton High School made history by becoming the first public high school in the South to desegregate. On the first day of school, Kasper and a few other citizens he recruited to his cause began picketing outside the school but were quickly disbanded. According to Mr. Shattuck, "They were gone in five minutes because they were embarrassed: it was sort of an unnatural activity carrying pickets here in a small town like this. Nevertheless, there was a big press contingent here that morning, so, by the time the afternoon newspapers came out or the evening television shows came on, it was all about this big protest in Clinton, Tennessee, over desegregation. Well, the great protest was five people carrying signs for five minutes; but, in my opinion, the press misrepresented what happened. The next morning, there were 15 people carrying pickets." The numbers kept increasing, and, by Thursday, the town was inundated with hundreds of outsiders "going up and down the streets and generally raising Cain." It soon became apparent that Clinton's two-man police force was woefully inadequate for the task at hand, so Mayor Lewallen was forced to organize a home guard of deputized citizens to supplement the police force and attempt to restore order to the town. The guard was also placed at the homes of prominent citizens who had been threatened by segregationists. Despite all this turmoil outside, classes went on relatively normally inside the school.

The Desegregation of Clinton, Tennessee

The atmosphere within the school environment at this time varies depending on whom you ask. Alfred Williams, a Negro student who attended the school during this time, says that there was a significant amount of harassment from the white students. "You couldn't possibly get anything learned or done, because you were constantly afraid that the white kid next to you was planning to kill you." Mr. Williams was eventually expelled after pulling a knife on a group of white students that were threatening to kill his brother, Charles.

However, Mr. Shattuck, a senior and captain of the football team and Student Council President at that time, disagrees with Williams, "No, actually the black students weren't harassed that much. They got to school without incident, because they came in the back of the school, and the mob was in the front...Once inside the school, they faced no harassment, neither was there any welcoming with open arms. Except in November, when Kasper came back to town and organized the Junior White Citizens Council, and then it was petty stuff like ink in lockers, tacks in seats, jostling in the hallway, and that sort of thing. But, the football team stationed itself at the hall corners, and we put a stop to that real quick.... We felt that this was the law of the land, and we were going to abide by it." Bobby Cain, Clinton's first Negro graduate, agrees with Shattuck that there wasn't any overt hostility, and he says, "I did manage to make a few friends." Despite the mostly peaceful atmosphere inside the school, problems continued to mount in town.

The Desegregation of Clinton, Tennessee

Friday, August 31 was the night of the big football rivalry game against Lake City. That night, even more cars poured into Clinton to see the game. Rumor spread that the segregationist groups were planning a cross-burning rally on the field at halftime. Although nothing happened at the game that night, the next night, Saturday night, was the night the State troopers and the National Guard were called into Clinton.

It started when a mob in the square in front of the Clinton courthouse got out of hand. The home guard, which had been inside the courthouse, began marching across the square in a line. It was then that the historic picture of the guard shown in newspapers and magazines across the country was taken. The guard was forced back into the courthouse by gunfire, and they called the governor. At that point it was decided that things were so out of hand that the State troopers were to be sent into the town. The story goes this way. Nearly 100 cars came over the bridge into town--with sirens blaring, they pulled up to the mob that had assembled between the courthouse and Hoskins, the local drugstore and soda fountain. Out of the lead, car climbed the six foot eight inch figure of Greg O'Rear, the head of the Highway Patrol, with a double-barreled shotgun slung over his shoulder. The story continues, that he stepped out and said to the assembled mob, "Alright, boys, it's all over." And, it was. The next day, the National Guard relieved the Highway Patrol and, from then through the end of September, policed Clinton.


The last major violent incident was on December 4, 1956, when the town held municipal elections. The White Citizens Council had put up a candidate for mayor who vowed to restore segregation if elected. On that day, three white citizens of Clinton decided to ensure that the Negro students going to Clinton High School arrived safely. Rev. Paul Turner, Sidney Davis, and Leo Burnett walked to the top of the hill and escorted ten of the 12 Negro students down the hill to the school. They got to the school safely, and, after the students went inside, the three men went their separate ways. However, when Rev. Turner turned to go to his church, First Baptist Church of Clinton, he was assaulted by a group of White Citizens Council members. While an elderly lady from a local flower shop managed to run the men off, Turner was, nevertheless, severely beaten. Although members of the White Citizens Council meant to scare citizens into supporting their candidate, he was soundly defeated.


Because of the assault on the Rev. Turner and numerous other incidents--including an attempt to enter the school where a student intervened to save Turner's wife, a Home Economics teacher, was saved from injury--Principal Brittain decided, that in the interest of the students' safety, he needed to act. So, the same day as the Reverend's attack, Brittain closed the school exactly two years after the Tennessee Supreme Court found segregation in education to be unconstitutional in Tennessee schools. Many of the seniors were terrified that they would be unable to graduate that year. "We could just see our senior year flying away," remarked one student. However, the violence could not hold Clinton High School down for long, and on December 10, six days after closing, the school was reopened.

Things remained quiet, and at the end of that year, Bobby Cain, the first Negro graduate of a desegregated public high school in the South, became a national news event. Members of the press from around the country attempted to talk to him. According to Jerry Shattuck, "Some of the senior boys got together and shielded him from the press that was trying to mob him." However, Mr. Cain's friend, Alfred Williams, remembers the event differently. "The night he graduated, they cut the lights out on him and hit him, then turned the lights back on. He never did find out who did it." After that year, major efforts by the segregationists in Clinton wound down. They felt that if one student could graduate, then more would follow, and indeed they did.


Principal Brittain resigned in the Spring of 1957. He and his wife had received countless threatening letters since the beginning of the school year and near constant harassment. A slight man of a 130 pounds, he lost 14 pounds, and had his life threatened no less than a dozen times during the school year. Earlier in the year, he had asked the student body to vote on whether or not they wanted him to resign; a similar ballot was taken home to the parents, and, except for six dissenting votes, the overwhelming majority believed that Brittain was doing a fine job and wanted him to remain. Nevertheless, by spring he had had enough and felt that it was time for him to resign. The problems had also taken their toll on the faculty of the high school.

By the beginning of the 1957-1958 school year, only seven of the school's teachers returned. Among them was Juanita Moser, who served as assistant principal and was a teacher. With a new principal, Mr. W.D. Human, school continued peacefully for the remainder of the year. It appeared to many that the worst was over, and that they had weathered the storm.


Two years later on Sunday, October 5, 1958, the peace of Clinton High School was once again shattered, this time by explosives. An estimated 75 to 100 sticks of dynamite ripped through the high school building in three successive blasts in the early morning hours. While the majority of the school was destroyed, no one was injured because the explosion's timing. The gym and the upper section of the school remained intact, but the rest of the building was in shambles with scarcely one stone remaining upon another. To this day, despite a Federal investigation, no one knows who was responsible for the bombing. To many, though, that really doesn't matter.


In the eyes of many people, the real story of the bombing and Clinton High School's integration is a story of a people united to preserve the peace and decency of a small town. Within three days of the bombing, Clinton High School students were attending classes in a borrowed school. Clinton High was moved seven miles away to the abandoned Linden Elementary School, which was donated by the Atomic Energy Commission, in Oak Ridge. While the old high school was salvaged for anything savable and, for the two years it took to complete the new Clinton High School building in 1960, students did their best to receive an education despite having to use chairs made for ten-year-olds and undersized lockers. Even the old rivalry of Clinton and Oak Ridge was put aside, and Clinton students arrived on their first day at Linden to the sounds of music from the Oak Ridge High School Marching Band.


Many people view the integration of Clinton High School as a success story. Although some may debate this view, most Clintonians will agree that it was successful. As Jerry Shattuck puts it, "The people in Clinton themselves made it happen. They needed help from the State, and they got it, and, later on, they needed help from the Federal marshals, and they got it, but nowhere else [in the country], in my opinion, did the people let it be known through their actions what their will was. And their will was not a commitment to integration. It was a commitment to ‘This is our decent, civilized little town, and we're going to obey the law of the land and not let it be messed up.' I think that this is the real success of the story." (source: PBS.org)


The Desegregation of Clinton, Tennessee (1957)

Monday, May 16, 2011

African Americans Fired and Evicted for trying to Vote in 1960



Camelot was coming. Voters would see to that on Nov. 8, 1960.

Fayette County, Tennessee Tent City in 1960 after Black tenant farmers were forced off their land in retaliation for a voter registration campaign in that then majority African county. (Photo: Ernest C. Withers)

Tent City residents who were ousted from white-owned plantations in Fayette County, Tennessee during 1960

In September 1960, after the crops were gathered, white landowners in Fayette and Haywood counties forced black sharecroppers off their land because they were trying to vote. Here a family prepares to move from their sharecropper home to the Tent City erected for displaced farmers.

But many blacks in Fayette and Haywood counties would not be able to make a choice between eventual President John F. Kennedy or Richard Nixon.

Black sharecroppers in the two counties were being threatened, kicked out of their homes and blacklisted by merchants because they had registered or tried to register to vote.

Presidential Candidates John F. Kennedy and Richard M. Nixon, 1960

They were forced to gather on donated land in Fayette County and live on dirt floors.

"Tent City," as the encampment was called, would become a home to poor black folks who had no homes, no money, no food.

Fayette County 's Tent City was built on land owned by Shephard Towles. A white merchant, whose name is kept secret to this day, donated the tents. Another camp was set up off Tenn. 57 near Moscow on land owned by Gertrude Beasley.

By the time it was over, Tent City would attract the attention of the Kennedy administration, draw national media coverage and result in the first federal lawsuit brought under the 1957 Civil Rights Act.
The end result of Tent City appears in many accounts of the civil rights movement in America. What has not been written is the effect racism in rural West Tennessee had on the black students working for civil rights a few miles away in Jackson.

"We felt the injustice," recalled Ernest Brooks, a stalwart of the Jackson movement. "An injustice there was an injustice here. And we intended to do something about it."

Taking up the cause

In Jackson, sit-ins and picketing occurred downtown every day in the week leading up to the presidential election.

After successfully desegregating buses operated by Jackson City Lines Inc., Lane College students were pressing forward to desegregate lunch counters at Woolworth's and McLellan's.

Blacks in Madison County had little trouble registering to vote. So on election day, their thoughts turned to their neighbors to the west, where some white people were preventing black people from voting by harassing them and forcing them to leave their homes.

Word of the harassment had floated eastward to the Lane campus and to the black community in East Jackson. By Nov. 8, more than 100 people agreed to take a stand for the voting rights of their brethren. Their destination was Madison County's court square. They started marching.

Some carried signs with messages such as "Madison County, Let's Help Fayette County Fight for Free Rights" and "Is the 15th Amendment a Reality in Haywood County?," referring to the portion of the Constitution that prohibits voting restrictions based upon race.

John and Viola McFerren lead protesters to Fayette County Courthouse in 1965. (Photo by Art Shay, Life Magazine)
The students added ranks from nearby Merry High School on their way to Main Street.

Jackson Police Lt. Carl Johnsey spotted the group marching down Royal Street and warned the demonstrators they would be arrested if they continued parading without a permit.

But this wasn't a parade, the students thought. They ignored Johnsey's warning.

Marchers at the front of procession were arrested at the intersection of Cumberland and Main streets, a few blocks from the courthouse. A second group made it to Liberty and Main. A third group reached the courthouse.

Police arrested 144 marchers, all black, including 66 women and several teen-agers. Police charged the marchers with misdemeanors: disorderly conduct, threatened breach of peace and parading without a permit.

"This is in the interest of public safety," Police Chief Raymond Gaba told The Jackson Sun.

The marchers crowded the city jail, forcing police to move some people to the county jail. The result was bureaucratic gridlock inside the police stations, a common tactic used by civil rights demonstrators to frustrate police.

Local black businessmen such as Joe Merry, and Lane administrators such as President C.A. Kirkendoll, would come to the rescue, paying $75 bonds to release each marcher by about midnight.

In the weeks that followed, groups of students - 20, 30, 40 at a time - would be shepherded into city court to face judge Robert Holt and hear their attorney, Emmett Ballard, ask for dismissals and postponements.

Jackson's black community knew their neighbors to the west faced much more grave circumstances. In the 1960 election, several hundred of the thousands of black people in Haywood County were able to cast ballots. It was the first time ever that black people had voted in Haywood, and the white community had not finished its efforts to stop them.

1940 becomes catalyst

Memories are as long-lasting in the South as hot weather on an August afternoon.

Black people in Fayette County had passed down the stories of what happened the night of May 23, 1940. But they never acted on the memory until John McFerren and Harpman Jameson tried to get blacks registered to vote in 1959.

They paid dearly for that attempt: White landowners threw 257 black people off their land - after the cotton had been picked, just as winter was coming on.

What had happened to Burton Dodson more than 19 years ago? How had it galvanized a poverty-stricken black community to revolt? John McFerren and Harpman Jameson, who still live in Fayette County, can tell the story.

Judicial railroading

Burton Dodson and a white man were interested in the same black woman. They had words and came to blows. In the early morning hours of May 23, Sheriff W.H. Cocke and his deputies, plus white men who had been deputized, came to Dodson's home to tell him to surrender. He refused. The officers and their comrades told the children to fall to the ground. Then they shot into his house from the woods, from the corn crib, from all directions.

Dodson's youngest boy was grazed by a bullet and bears the scar on his forehead to this day.

Dodson ran and returned fire. Deputy Olin Burow died. He was behind a tree, down a hill, on the east side of the house.

"I'm still waiting for someone to explain to me how that bullet went over the house, down a hill and came up behind the deputy and got him in the back," Harpman Jameson said. "There was no testing of the gun or the bullets."

Dodson escaped, but in 1958 he was found in St. Louis and brought back to Fayette County to stand trial for murder before an all-white jury. One black juror was called, but he said he was sick.

Although a deputy testified that Dodson's escape path was far from where the deputy was struck, Dodson was convicted of murder and sentenced to 20 years, later reduced to 10.

Still, the judicial railroading of a black man was nothing unusual in that day. In fact, West Tennessee blacks had been lynched without trials in West Tennessee. Why the connection 19 years later to voting rights?

During the trial, J.F. Estes, Dodson's black attorney from Memphis, tied a fair trial for Dodson to voting rights. Estes asked every juror: "Do you believe Negroes should have the right to register and vote?" If they said, "no," he got them dismissed as potential jurors.

When McFerren and Jameson were ready to challenge authority in 1959, they remembered Estes and called him for help.

Wanted something better

McFerren, a black man with sky blue eyes that disconcerted many white people, had come back from World War II wanting something better for black people in Fayette County.

Jameson, McFerren's best friend and a fellow WWII veteran, saw white and black men become friends fighting the war, and then become strangers when they returned.

McFerren had worked in an engineering brigade building bridges during the war. He was near a mine that blew up and nearly lost his legs. Jameson had driven a truck out of a landing barge under fire when the Navy and Marines took Guam and the Philippines, although he was supposed to be a cook. He said the officer in charge wanted country boys who knew how to drive a truck and Jameson was picked for the job.

Both men wanted something better out of life when they returned to Fayette County.

"We had fought for our country," said Jameson, who was 18 when he entered the Navy in 1943.

When Dodson was convicted in 1958, the two decided they would register to vote.

McFerren, then Jameson, went up to the voter registration office. "They said they had no objection to us registering to vote so we could serve on a jury," Jameson said.

Minnie Jameson, Harpman's wife, chuckles as she remembers the moment. "John and Harpman thought they really meant it."

So the two men began trying to get people registered to vote. And Minnie, who wanted more than anything to teach full-time, was never called as a substitute teacher again.

"There are people in this county who still won't speak to us," said Viola McFerren, now divorced from John McFerren, in an interview this year. Viola said she was so scared of what John was doing that she begged him to stop.

The two men wanted to vote for T.L. Redfearn, a liberal white sheriff's candidate. They were allowed to register. But when they went to vote in the August 1960 Democratic primary, "they told us, 'This is an all-white primary and no blacks are permitted to vote,' " Jameson said.

"They didn't let them step in the door," Minnie said. "They were so disappointed."

The white Fayette County Democratic Executive Committee was about to discover that two men who had experienced the horrors of war weren't about to slink back to their small farms and give up.

Time to unite

The men sought Estes for guidance and formed the Fayette County Civic and Welfare League Inc. At the same time, Estes helped people in Haywood County form a league.

The goal was voter registration. One of the first mass meetings was held at Mount Olive Church and the Rev. June Dowdy led off the speaking, followed by McFerren.
Participants in the Fayette County movement were determined to vote.

In January 1960, John had 1,000 black voters lined up to register.

"That's when hell kicked off in Fayette County," Viola McFerren said.

Dowdy asked a white official where he was supposed to register to vote. "He was told Hatchie Bottom. That's where blacks were lynched," McFerren said.

John McFerren, Estes and Jameson drove 22 hours to Washington, D.C., to meet with John Doar, the No. 2 man in the Justice Department's Civil Rights Division. Doar promised a lawsuit.

On Nov. 16, 1959, the federal government filed a lawsuit against the Fayette County Democratic Executive Committee, charging its members with failing to let blacks vote in the Aug. 1 Democratic primary. This was the first lawsuit of its kind to be filed under the Civil Rights Act of 1957.

Members of the Fayette County Election Commission resigned in hopes of shutting down voter registration, but the federal government named new election commissioners in June 1960.

Hundreds of blacks stood in long lines with only one registrar. They were not allowed to sit or stand on the courthouse lawn. Some passed out from the heat.

"People on the roof of the courthouse threw red pepper and spat on them and threw hot coffee on them ... and paint," Jameson said.

In April 1960, the White Citizens' Council drew up a list banning blacks and some whites from shopping in Fayettte County stores. Blacks couldn't get loans at the bank, and their insurance was canceled. Gulf, Esso, Texaco and Amoco oil outlets refused to sell oil and gas.

The oil embargo was broken in August 1960, when the NAACP national office encouraged 350,000 members to boycott the oil companies. But whites tightened the screws in worse ways.

"Black farmers couldn't get crop loans," Jameson said.

In September 1960, eight families were forced off land.

White landowners stepped up their efforts to throw black sharecroppers off the land after blacks voted in November. Fayette County turned Republican for the first time since Reconstruction with 1,200 new black votes. Although Kennedy, a Democrat, was later credited with civil rights advancements, blacks in 1960 were still voting for the party of Abraham Lincoln and against the Southern Democrats who were defending segregation.

Some sharecroppers were told to move immediately, leaving behind all their possessions. Others were given a little time.

"My daddy, Shepard Towles, owned land and he gave them a place to stay on his land," said Levearn Towles, his son. The land, on Tenn. 195, still belongs to the Towles family.

A white merchant gave tents to the displaced blacks. Even today, 40 years after that gesture, the McFerrens and the Jamesons will not name the merchant because of fear that he will be ostracized.

About a dozen tents sheltered families. Wood stoves provided heat, but there were no floors for a long time - not until help came from the American Friends Committee, a national Quaker group. There were 20 adults and 56 children at first.

"Bad as it was, many people said they felt warmer in the tents than they had in the houses they had lived in," Jameson said. None of them had homes with bathrooms.

"We felt responsible for helping these people find some place," Viola McFerren said. "We met several times a week. Most of the members were church leaders. They were strong men. We stood together."

Not long after moving into the tents, Earlie B. Williams was asleep in bed with his wife, Mary, and their baby, Sandra. There was a loud noise.

"I jumped up," Mary Williams said. "Earlie didn't realize he was shot at first. When he moved across the bed, there was a stream of blood on the sheet. He was resting his head on his arm and it went through his arm. Another inch and it could have been his head, or the baby, or me."

"We were there about two years," Earlie Williams said. "It was hard."

Blacks remember law enforcement's response as less than overwhelming, but C.E. Pattat Jr., who was sheriff from 1960-66, said he took some action.

"I talked to them and told them we would have no more of that," Pattat said.

"I talked with both races and told them there would be no violence. There were little things going on all the time. You'd hear about it. Whatever information I had, I gave to the FBI and TBI."

The men in Tent City armed themselves. Not too much later, a group of teen-agers drove by firing in the direction of Tent City. Police did little, so when tents were set up in Moscow on Gertrude Beasley's land, the location was kept a secret.

Reprisals continue

Etta Mason had her baby, Cleo, in February 1961 in a tent when it was about 22 degrees outside and the family's dog froze to death that night.

"There were four tents and about four families when I moved in," said Mason, 67. "We were there over a year on my mother's land. I already had five children and the baby."

Mason said she didn't talk to the children much about the right to vote. "All I was thinking about was getting out of there and doing better."

The reprisals continued. Robert McFerren sold his grocery store to his brother, John, because of the difficulties put on him by the voter registration drive. No food was being sold to him and no fuel.

John rented the store for $50, but to get food, he had to drive in his '55 Ford to Memphis and bring back supplies in the car, outrunning members of the White Citizens Council and the Ku Klux Klan who would lie in wait for him.

Viola was frightened. "White men would drive by so slowly," she said. "The phone rang constantly with the caller using obscene language and threatening to kill us. This happened all the time. One night John came driving into the yard so fast. He was trying to get away from a car that had been chasing him. The car went on by."

"I was threatened every day all day long by people who would drive through and call me names," Levearn Towles said. "We went to the governor (Buford Ellington) several times but they did not respond."

Viola McFerren took it another notch higher.

She met with Robert Kennedy shortly after he became U.S. Attorney General. "He said, 'I've only been here six months. We know what's going on in Fayette County. If you don't believe we're going to do something about it, you come back and see me in six months.' "

Meanwhile, back home, the Williams family received a kind offer of land and a house from white landowner Talmo Johnson of Chester County.

"I saw on TV about these people in Tent City," Johnson said. " All I know is what I understood from TV about them registering to vote. Well, it's a job to get people to pick cotton. I went over and talked to them. They came to work. I built them a house, bought them a refrigerator and cookstove, a washing machine and a deep freezer. I didn't ask no questions. I just wanted somebody to help me work."

Johnson added, "I have no regrets. They are good people."

Mary Williams described the day their benefactor showed up. "We were scared at first when he came to talk with us. He said he was looking for someone to sharecrop. I said we can't just sit here because God didn't intend for us to just sit here. And we've had such a good life. People were so friendly. God opened up a door and we've been here in Chester County ever since."

On June 14, 1961, President Kennedy authorized shipments of surplus food to Fayette and Haywood counties. In March 1961, the National Baptist Convention bought 400 acres in Fayette County and wanted to relocate families there. Leaders of the Fayette Civic and Welfare League squabbled and McFerren's faction formed a group called the "Original Fayette County Civic and Welfare League." The two groups went to court and the money, food, clothing and supplies were divided.

Despite their disagreement over administering aid, blacks in both counties sealed their victories on June 26, 1962, when a consent decree in federal district court in Memphis ended all pending lawsuits against the 74 defendants, landowners and merchants. The agreement permanently enjoined the defendants from engaging in any acts for the purpose of interfering with the right of any person to vote.

Viola McFerren continued her work, receiving accolades from U.S. presidents and appointment to a federal commission. She and others built a community center that is still a vital part of the community and is used by whites and blacks alike.

Like Viola McFerren, several civil rights leaders in Jackson remained in their community and have worked ever since to build it up. One of them - Ernest Brooks - was arrested in the march for Haywood and Fayette voting rights. We tell their story Friday.

Wednesday, September 30, 2009

'What we are in justice entitled to': A 1865 letter from a freedman

'What we are in justice entitled to':
A 1865 letter from a freedman


To My Old Master, Colonel P.H. Anderson, Big Spring, Tennessee

Sir:


I got your letter and was glad to find you had not forgotten Jourdon, and that you wanted me to come back and live with you again, promising to do better for me than anybody else can. I have often felt uneasy about you. I thought the Yankees would have hung
you long before this for harboring Rebs they found at your house. I suppose they never heard about your going to Col. Martin's to kill the Union soldier that was left by his company in their stable. Although you shot at me twice before I left you, I did not want to hear of your being hurt, and am glad you are still living. It would do me good to go back to the dear old home again and see Miss mary and Miss Martha and Allen, Esther, Green, and Lee. Give my love to them all, and tell them I hope we will meet in the better world, if not in this. I would have gone back to see you all when I was working in the Nashville hospital, but one of the neighbors told me Henry intended to shoot me if he ever got a chance.

I want to know particularly what the good chance is you propose to give me. I am doing tolerably well here; I get $25 a month, with victuals and clothing; have a comfortable home for Mandy (the folks here call her Mrs. Anderson), and the children, Milly, Jane and Grundy, go to school and are learning well; the teacher
says grundy has a head for a preacher. They go to Sunday- School, and Mandy and me attend church regularly. We are kindly treated; sometimes we overhear others saying, "The colored people were slaves" down in Tennessee. The children feel hurt when they hear such remarks, but I tell them it was no disgrace in Tennessee to belong to Col. Anderson. Many darkies would have been proud, as I used to was, to call you master. Now, if you will write and say what wages you will give me, I will be better able to decide whether it would be to my advantage to move back again.
A
s to my freedom, which you say I can have, there is nothing to be gained on that score, as I got my free- papers in 1864 from the Provost- Marshal- General of the Department of Nashville. Mandy says she would be afraid to go back without some proof that you are sincerely disposed to treat us justly and kindly -- and we have concluded to test your sincerity by asking you to send us our wages for the time we served you. This will make us forget and forgive old scores, and rely on your justice and friendship in the future. I served you faithfully for thirty- two years and Mandy twenty years. At $25 a month for me, and $2 a week for Mandy, our earnings would amount to $11,680. Add to this the interest for the time our wages has been kept back and deduct what you paid for our clothing and three doctor's visits to me, and pulling a tooth for Mandy, and the balance will show what we are in justice entitled to. Please send the money by Adams Express, in care of V. Winters, esq, Dayton, Ohio. If you fail to pay us for faithful labors in the past we can have little faith in your promises in the future. We trust the good Maker has opened your eyes to the wrongs which you and your fathers have done to me and my fathers, in making us toil for you for generations without recompense. Here I draw my wages every Saturday night, but in Tennessee there was never any pay day for the Negroes any more than for the horses and cows. Surely there will be a day of reckoning for those who defraud the laborer of his hire.

In answering this letter please state if there would be any safety for my Mil
ly and Jane, who are now grown up and both good- looking girls. You know how it was with Matilda and Catherine. I would rather stay here and starve and die if it comes to that than have my girls brought to shame by the violence and wickedness of their young masters. You will also please state if there has been any schools opened for the colored children in your neighborhood, the great desire of my life now is to give my children an education, and have them form virtuous habits.

P.S. -- Say howdy to George Carter, and thank him for taking the pistol from you when you were shooting at me.


From your old servant,


Jourdon Anderson