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Biography of Pines R. Dunn

Pines R. Dunn was born in Huntsville, Alabama, October 20, 1836. His. parents left that State in 1838, and went to Indiana, where they lived until December, 1841. In this latter year they came to Missouri and settled at Versailles, in Morgan county, where he lived with them until he reached his sixteenth year. He received his education by attending the common schools at Versailles, and at Osceola, one year after he left home. When seventeen years of age, in 1853, he began to clerk in the store of Aaron Trippet, of Osceola, and was in his employ until 1860, when he became associated with his employer as a partner in the mercantile business, under the firm name of Trippet & Dunn. In 1861 Jim Lane made a raid on the town of Osceola, and they, with other business men, were burned out and their business destroyed. After his loss at Osceola he returned to Versailles, where he remained until July, 1863, then came to Daviess county. In 1864 he engaged in general merchandising and dealing in grain at Gallatin, with E. Mann, under the firm name of Mann & Dunn. In 1869 they dissolved partnership and he engaged in buying and shipping grain, continuing that business until 1873, when he went to Jamesport, in the same county, and was associated with William A. Wynn in the mercantile business, as Dunn & Wynn. In 1875 he retired from the firm to act as deputy county clerk under John P. Smith, and served as such until 1876, in which year he again engaged in the grain business, and followed it....

Slave Narrative of Moses Smith

I was born in New Orleans, but don’t remember anything about that place for I was sold to Master Jack Dunn when a little boy and moved to Paris, Texas. Master Jack and his wife, Suda, owned four pretty big farms around Paris and he was kept busy all the time going around to each of them, with me going along sometimes on a horse beside him. He’d be gone for a week at a time, come home and get some home cooking, clean up and be gone again. There was twelve slave families on the farm where I lived and the overseers was three. More families on the other places, how many I don’t know, but the old master was well fixed with slaves and money, too. My father was Isom Smith. He lived on a different farm than mother and us children. Her name was Laura and my brother’s name was Max; my sister was Rochelle. We lived in a log cabin just like all the other houses on the farm. It was two rooms, one a kitchen, but they both had fireplaces made of mud, grass and sticks, and the biggest piece of furniture was the wooden bed put together with wooden pegs. Father worked out for extra money and every Saturday night he come over and give each of us children a nickel. That went for the old fashioned kind of horehound candy what we could get in town, or if the sweet tooth wasn’t craving for it, we’d get a little can of sardines. Before I got big enough to work in the fields...

Slave Narrative of Lucy Ann Dunn

Interviewer: Mary A. Hicks Person Interviewed: Lucy Ann Dunn Location: 220 Cannon Street, Raleigh, North Carolina Age: 90 Occupation: House girl Aunt Lucy’s Love Story An interview with 90 years old, 220 Cannon Street, Raleigh, N. C. My pappy, Dempsey, my mammy, Rachel an’ my brothers an’ sisters an’ me all belonged ter Marse Peterson Dunn of Neuse, here in Wake County. Dar wus five of us chilluns, Allen, Charles, Corina, Madora an’ me, all borned before de war. My mammy wus de cook, an’ fur back as I ‘members almost, I wus a house girl. I fanned flies offen de table an’ done a heap of little things fer Mis’ Betsy, Marse Peterson’s wife. My pappy worked on de farm, which wus boun’ ter have been a big plantation wid two hundert an’ more niggers ter work hit. I ‘members when word come dat war wus declared, how Mis’ Betsy cried an’ prayed an’ how Marse Peter quarreled an’ walked de floor cussin’ de Yankees. De war comes on jist de same an’ some of de men slaves wus sent ter Roanoke ter hep buil’ de fort. Yes mam, de war comes ter de great house an’ ter de slave cabins jist alike. De great house wus large an’ white washed, wid green blinds an’ de slave cabins wus made of slabs wid plank floors. We had plenty ter eat an’ enough ter wear an’ we wus happy. We had our fun an’ we had our troubles, lak little whuppin’s, when we warn’t good, but dat warn’t often. Atter so long a time de rich folkses tried ter...

Slave Narrative of Jennylin Dunn

Interviewer: Mary A. Hicks Person Interviewed: Jennylin Dunn Location: 315 Bledsoe Avenue, Raleigh, North Carolina Place of Birth: Wake County NC Age: 87 Ex-Slave Story An interview with Jennylin Dunn 87, of 315 Bledsoe Avenue, Raleigh, N. C. I wuz borned hyar in Wake County eighty-seben years ago. Me an’ my folks an’ bout six others belonged ter Mis’ Betsy Lassiter who wuz right good ter us, do’ she sho’ did know dat chilluns needs a little brushin’ now an’ den. My papa wuz named Isaac, my mammy wuz named Liza, an’ my sisters wuz named Lucy, Candice an’ Harriet. Dar wuz one boy what died ‘fore I can ‘member an’ I doan know his name. We ain’t played no games ner sung no songs, but we had fruit ter eat an’ a heap of watermillions ter eat in de season. I seed seberal slabe sales on de block, front of de Raleigh Cou’t house, an’ yo’ can’t think how dese things stuck in my mind. A whole heap o’ times I seed mammies sold from dere little babies, an’ dar wuz no’min’ den, as yo’ knows. De patterollers wuz sumpin dat I wuz skeerd of. I know jist two o’ ’em, Mr. Billy Allen Dunn an’ Mr. Jim Ray, an’ I’se hyard of some scandelous things dat dey done. Dey do say dat dey whupped some of de niggers scandelous. When dey hyard dat de Yankees wuz on dere way ter hyar dey says ter us dat dem Yankees eats little nigger youngins, an’ we shore stays hid. I jist seed squeamishin’ parties lookin’ fer sumpin’ ter eat,...

Slave Narrative of Fannie Dunn

Interviewer: T. Pat Matthews Person Interviewed: Fannie Dunn Location: 222 Heck Street, Raleigh, North Carolina I don’t ‘zakly know my age, but I knows and ‘members when de Yankees come through Wake County. I wus a little girl an’ wus so skeered I run an hid under de bed. De Yankees stopped at de plantation an’ along de road fur a rest. I ‘members I had diphtheria an’ a Yankee doctor come an’ mopped my throat. Dey had to pull me outen under de bed so he could doctor me. One Yankee would come along an’ give us sumptin’ an another would come on behind him an’ take it. Dats de way dey done. One give mother a mule an’ when dey done gone she sold it. A Yankee give mother a ham of meat, another come right on behind him an’ took it away from her. Dere shore wus a long line of dem Yankees. I can ‘member seeing ’em march by same as it wus yisterday. I wus not old enough to work, but I ‘members ’em. I don’t know ‘zackly but I wus ’bout five years old when de surrender wus. My name before I wus married wus Fannie Sessoms an’ mother wus named Della Sessoms. We belonged to Dr. Isaac Sessoms an’ our missus wus named Hanna. My father wus named Perry Vick, after his marster who wus named Perry Vick. My missus died durin’ de war an’ marster never married anymore. I don’t ‘member much ’bout missus but mother tole me she wus some good woman an’ she loved her. Marster wus mighty good...

Biography of Bert Edward Dunn

Bert Edward Dunn one of the proprietors of the Elite Laundry, has proven in his life record that success is not a matter of genius or the result of fortunate circumstances, but is the outcome of indefatigable industry, clear judgment and experience. He was born in Dalton, New York, June 28, 1869, a son of Albert and Nellie (Gearhart) Dunn, the former a farmer by occupation. He obtained a public school education and then turned his attention to cheese making. in which business he engaged for three years. In 1890 he arrived in Chicago and was engaged in railroading for four years, but in 1894 turned his attention to the laundry business as an employee of the Indiana Steam Laundry Company of Chicago. Later the name of this concern was changed to the Harvey Laundry and its location was at No. 89-91 Indiana Street. After three years Mr. Dunn became connected with the Star Laundry and later with the Wabash Hand Laundry. In 1909 he came to Racine and formed a partnership with John G. Eager for the purchase of the Elite Laundry, which they have since conducted. Their business has enjoyed a substantial growth. It is based upon broad practical experience and scientific knowledge, a knowledge that embraces not only the important features of the work, but also includes a thorough understanding of many textiles, so that they know how to handle the work which comes to them. On the 11th of February, 1900, Mr. Dunn was united in marriage to Miss Lulu Sokup of Chicago. He is well known in fraternal circles, being a member of the...

Biography of Matison F. Dunn

Matison F. Dunn has spent a long and productive career as an agriculturist in St. Joseph Township, and for the last two years has lived retired from farming in the village of St. Joseph, and has conducted a very successful real estate enterprise. Mr. Dunn is a native of Champaign County, having been born on a farm in St. Joseph Township, February 9, 1868, a son of Zephaniah M. and Elizabeth (Mapes) Dunn. His father was a native of Kentucky and his mother of Maryland. Zephaniah Dunn, who was born in 1831, was only two years of age when his parents migrated to Illinois and settled near Urbana among the ‘few families then resident there in 1833. Thus the Dunns shared in the experiences typical of the country and described as pertaining to the early decade of the ’30s. Zephaniah grew up in these pioneer conditions, and during his youth he worked for Mr. Busey, one of the prominent farmers of the day, for wages of only 25 cents per day. Zephaniah Dunn had a family of eight children, six sons and two daughters, all of whom were educated in the district school known as the Patterson School. Matison Dunn after reaching his majority married Laura M. Berkshire, daughter of Jesse B. and Ida (Hawley) Berkshire. His marriage was the signal for the beginning of an industrious and active career as a farmer. For some years he rented eighty acres of land, but was not destined to remain long in that condition of semi-dependence. Prosperity has continued to smile upon him and his labors as an agriculturist had their...

Biography of J. B. Dunn

J. B. Dunn, after many years of activity as an agriculturist in Champaign County, is living retired in the comforts and conveniences of a good town home on Third Street in St. Joseph. Mr. Dunn is a native of the grand old Blue Grass country of Harrison County, Kentucky. His parents were Benjamin F. and Rachel (Kerns) Dunn, also natives of Kentucky. Mr. Dunn grew up in Kentucky and acquired his education by attending about three months every year a subscription school. When he was ten years of age he lost the guidance and care of his mother and some years later his father moved to Illinois. The family arrived in Champaign County October 18, 1871, when J. B. Dunn was twenty years of age. This was only a few days after the great Chicago fire, and much excitement prevailed and all the talk on the train was of the terrible disaster. The family location was in Somer Township, near Locust Grove. On coming to this county J. B. Dunn obtained work as a farm laborer, and afterwards, with a view to bettering his condition, farmed on the shares. He continued in this way three years. August 3, 1878, he established a home of his own by his marriage to Matie L. Hunt. Mrs. Dunn was born in Stanton Township of Champaign County, daughter of Jonathan Hunt. After their marriage Mr. and Mrs. Dunn rented 200 acres in Stanton Township, and they worked hard, economized and remained on that site for eight years, at the end of which time they had acquired some capital with which to make a...

Slave Narrative of Dina Beard

Interviewer: Pernella Anderson, colored Person Interviewed: Dina Beard Age: b. 1862 Yes I was born in slavery time. I was born September 2, 1862 in the field under a tree. I don’t know nothing about slavery. I was too young to remember anything about slavery. But I tell you this much, times ain’t like they used to be. There was easy living back in the 18 hundred years. People wore homemade clothes, what I mean homespun and lowell clothes. My ma spun and weaved all of her cloth. We wore our dresses down to our ankles in length and my dresses was called mother hubbards. The skirts had about three yards circumference and we wore plenty of clothes under our dress. We did not go necked like these folks do now. Folk did not know how we was made. We did not show our shape, we did not disgrace ourself back in 1800. We wore our hair wrapped and head rags tied on our head. I went barefooted until I was a young missie then I wore shoes in the winter but I still went barefooted in the summer. My papa was a shoemaker so he made our shoes. We raised everything that we ate when I was a chap. We ate a plenty. We raised plenty of whippowell peas. That was the only kind of peas there was then. We raised plenty Moodie sweet potatoes they call them nigger chokers now. We had cows so we had plenty of milk and butter. We cooked on the fireplace. The first stove I cooked on was a white woman’s stove,...
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