The Life and Adventures of Nat Love: Better Known in the Cattle Country as "Deadwood Dick"Love, Nat
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The Life and Adventures of Nat Love: Better Known in the Cattle Country as "Deadwood Dick"
Love, Nat
African American cowboys -- West (U.S.) -- Biography; Cowboys -- West (U.S.) -- Biography; Love, Nat, 1854-1921; West (U.S.) -- Biography
In picking the worms off the plants it is necessary to use the greatest
care that the plants are not damaged, but Jordan and I were afraid to
touch the worms with our fingers, so we took sticks and knocked them
off, also a few leaves with each worm. This fact called forth some
rather strong language from father, who said we were doing more harm
than good. But our aversion to the worms was so strong that we took
several thrashings before we could bring ourselves to use our fingers
instead of a stick. When the tobacco was ripe there would be yellow
spots on the leaves. It was then cut, let lie for one day, then hung on
a scaffold to be sun cured. It was allowed to remain on the scaffold for
perhaps a week, then it was hung up in the barn to be smoked, after
which it was made into a big bulk and a weight placed on it to press it
out, then it was stripped, and put into hands and then it was ready for
the market. Our crop the first year was not large and the most of it
went to pay the rent and the following winter proved a hard one, and
entailed considerable privation and suffering among the many
ex-slaves, who had so recently been thrown on their own resources,
without money or clothing or food, and only those who have had the
experience can appreciate the condition of things or rather lack of
things, at the close of the war, and these conditions did not only
affect the ex-slaves and colored people, but covered the entire south,
and many former well-to-do slave owners now found themselves without a
penny they could call their own, having been stripped of everything and
compelled to start all over again. Surely "war is hell"--but slavery is
worse. Early in the spring father went to work for a neighboring planter
a couple of weeks in order to get his plows and horses again to plow his
land. A somewhat larger crop was put in this year, but unfortunately for
us when everything was planted father took sick and died shortly after.
This was a stunning loss to us just at a time when we most needed a
father and husband's help, counsel and protection. But we did not lose
courage for long.
[Illustration: Raising Tobacco]
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