Robert, Junior, was the husband of Mary
Jones-Holder-Hinton
(Jul 1872) NY
They married 9 Sep 1903
He was also the widower of Almeta
Harris-Hinton
He was born to Robert "Bob" Hinton,
Senior
(1820) and Eliza
[?] Hinton
(1825) in Swift Creek,
Wake, North Carolina.
He is the father of:
Robert Edward Hinton
(Jun 1903-1989) NY
Carrie Belle Hinton-Sellers
(1905) NY
Joseph Hinton
(Jul 1907-1914)
Fred Hinton
(1912) NY
Gertrude E. Hinton-Sherron
(Sep 1914-1985) NY
Laurena Hinton
(1916)
Note*** by occupation, Robert was a
wagon driver for a Grocery Store,
a "Drayman." He and Mary lived at
420 Smith St. per his narrative and
census (Smith St. is now Alston St.), he
had 12 children; 6 with Almeta and
6 with Mary, however I could only
find the 6 that he fathered with Mary.
Mary had 4 children that I could find,
prior to her marriage to Robert Hinton.
This was with her 1st husband, who
was William Henry Holder, Senior. I believe
Robert may have been counting some
of Mary's children, however, I could
be wrong :-)
He was 80 years old when he died.
Mary didn't know his actual birth year
therefore she used her own on his
death record. However, I obtained his
Birth from the 1900 Census, his Marriage
License to Mary, and his documented
historical narrative.
After Robert's death, their son Fred Hinton
took his mother Mary and his sister Carrie Belle
Hinton-Sellers, and her daughters, to New York.
It appears that Mary died there.
Mary was born to David Jones
(1840) and Jane
Green-Jones
(1844-1926) in Raleigh.
ROBERT HINTON
420 Smith Street, Raleigh, N.C.
My name is Robert Hinton. I ain't able to work, ain't been able to do any work in five years. My wife, Mary Hinton, supports me by workin' with the WPA. She was cut off las' May. Since she has had no job, we have to live on what she makes with what little washin' she gets from de white folks; an' a little help from charity; dis ain't much. Dey give you for one week, one half peck meal, one pound meat, one pound powdered milk, one half pound o' coffee. Dis is what we git for one week.
I wus borned in 1856 on de Fayetteville Road three miles from Raleigh, south. I belonged to Lawrence Hinton. My missus wus named Jane Hinton. De Hintons had 'bout twenty slaves on de plantation out dere. Dey had four chillun, de boy Ransom an' three girls: Belle, Annie an' Miss Mary. All are dead but one, Miss Mary is livin' yit. My mother wus named Liza Hinton an' my father wus named Bob Hinton. My gran'mother wus named Mary Hinton an' gran'father Harry Hinton.
We had common food in slavery time, but it wus well fixed up, an' we were well clothed. We had a good place to sleep, yes sir, a good place to sleep. We worked[Pg 438] from sunrise to sunset under overseers. Dey were good to us. I wus small at dat time. I picked up sticks in de yard an' done some work around de house, but when dey turned deir backs I would be playin' most o' de time. We played shootin' marbles, an' runnin', an' jumpin'. We called de big house de dwelling house an' de slave quarters de slave houses. Some of 'em were in marster's yard and some were outside. Dey give all de families patches and gardens, but dey did not sell anything.
We had prayer meetin' in our houses when we got ready, but dere were no churches for niggers on de plantation. We had dances and other socials durin' Christmas times. Dey give us de Christmas holidays.
No sir, dey did not whup me. I wus mighty young. Dey didn't work chillun much. I have seen 'em whup de grown ones do'. I never saw a slave sold and never saw any in chains. Dey run away from our plantation but dey come back again. William Brickell, Sidney Cook, Willis Hinton all run away. I don't know why dey all run away but some run away to keep from being whupped.
I have lived in North Carolina all my life, right here in Wake County. We used to set gums and catch rabbits, set traps and caught patridges and doves.[Pg 439]
Yes sir, I went blindin'. I 'members gittin' a big light an' jumpin' 'round de bresh heaps, an' when a bird come out we frailed him down. We went gigging fish too. We found 'em lying on de bottom o' de creeks an' ponds at night, an' stuck de gig in 'em an' pulled 'em out.
De white folks, ole missus, teached us de catechism, but dey didn't want you to learn to read and write. I can read and write now; learned since de surrender. Sometimes we went to de white folks church. I don't know any songs.
When we got sick our boss man sent for a doctor, Dr. Burke Haywood, Dr. Johnson, or Dr. Hill.
I 'members when de North folks and de Southern folks wus fightin'. De Northern soldiers come in here on de Fayetteville Road. I saw 'em by de hundreds. Dey had colored folks soldiers in blue clothes too. In de mornin' white soldiers, in de evenin' colored soldiers; dats de way dey come to town.
I married first Almeta Harris. I had six children by her. Second, I married Mary Jones. She is my wife now. We had six children. My wife is now 65 years old and she has to support me. I am done give out too much to work any more.
Yes sir, that I have seen de patterollers, but my old boss didn't 'low 'em to whup his niggers. Marster give his men passes.[Pg 440]
I know when de Ku Klux was here, but I don't know much about 'em.
I thought slavery wus a bad thing' cause all slaves did not fare alike. It wus all right for some, but bad for some, so it wus a bad thing.
I joined the church because I got religion and thought the church might help me keep it.
I think Abraham Lincoln wus a good man, but I likes Mr. Roosevelt; he is a good man, a good man.
AC
Jones-Holder-Hinton
(Jul 1872) NY
They married 9 Sep 1903
He was also the widower of Almeta
Harris-Hinton
He was born to Robert "Bob" Hinton,
Senior
(1820) and Eliza
[?] Hinton
(1825) in Swift Creek,
Wake, North Carolina.
He is the father of:
Robert Edward Hinton
(Jun 1903-1989) NY
Carrie Belle Hinton-Sellers
(1905) NY
Joseph Hinton
(Jul 1907-1914)
Fred Hinton
(1912) NY
Gertrude E. Hinton-Sherron
(Sep 1914-1985) NY
Laurena Hinton
(1916)
Note*** by occupation, Robert was a
wagon driver for a Grocery Store,
a "Drayman." He and Mary lived at
420 Smith St. per his narrative and
census (Smith St. is now Alston St.), he
had 12 children; 6 with Almeta and
6 with Mary, however I could only
find the 6 that he fathered with Mary.
Mary had 4 children that I could find,
prior to her marriage to Robert Hinton.
This was with her 1st husband, who
was William Henry Holder, Senior. I believe
Robert may have been counting some
of Mary's children, however, I could
be wrong :-)
He was 80 years old when he died.
Mary didn't know his actual birth year
therefore she used her own on his
death record. However, I obtained his
Birth from the 1900 Census, his Marriage
License to Mary, and his documented
historical narrative.
After Robert's death, their son Fred Hinton
took his mother Mary and his sister Carrie Belle
Hinton-Sellers, and her daughters, to New York.
It appears that Mary died there.
Mary was born to David Jones
(1840) and Jane
Green-Jones
(1844-1926) in Raleigh.
ROBERT HINTON
420 Smith Street, Raleigh, N.C.
My name is Robert Hinton. I ain't able to work, ain't been able to do any work in five years. My wife, Mary Hinton, supports me by workin' with the WPA. She was cut off las' May. Since she has had no job, we have to live on what she makes with what little washin' she gets from de white folks; an' a little help from charity; dis ain't much. Dey give you for one week, one half peck meal, one pound meat, one pound powdered milk, one half pound o' coffee. Dis is what we git for one week.
I wus borned in 1856 on de Fayetteville Road three miles from Raleigh, south. I belonged to Lawrence Hinton. My missus wus named Jane Hinton. De Hintons had 'bout twenty slaves on de plantation out dere. Dey had four chillun, de boy Ransom an' three girls: Belle, Annie an' Miss Mary. All are dead but one, Miss Mary is livin' yit. My mother wus named Liza Hinton an' my father wus named Bob Hinton. My gran'mother wus named Mary Hinton an' gran'father Harry Hinton.
We had common food in slavery time, but it wus well fixed up, an' we were well clothed. We had a good place to sleep, yes sir, a good place to sleep. We worked[Pg 438] from sunrise to sunset under overseers. Dey were good to us. I wus small at dat time. I picked up sticks in de yard an' done some work around de house, but when dey turned deir backs I would be playin' most o' de time. We played shootin' marbles, an' runnin', an' jumpin'. We called de big house de dwelling house an' de slave quarters de slave houses. Some of 'em were in marster's yard and some were outside. Dey give all de families patches and gardens, but dey did not sell anything.
We had prayer meetin' in our houses when we got ready, but dere were no churches for niggers on de plantation. We had dances and other socials durin' Christmas times. Dey give us de Christmas holidays.
No sir, dey did not whup me. I wus mighty young. Dey didn't work chillun much. I have seen 'em whup de grown ones do'. I never saw a slave sold and never saw any in chains. Dey run away from our plantation but dey come back again. William Brickell, Sidney Cook, Willis Hinton all run away. I don't know why dey all run away but some run away to keep from being whupped.
I have lived in North Carolina all my life, right here in Wake County. We used to set gums and catch rabbits, set traps and caught patridges and doves.[Pg 439]
Yes sir, I went blindin'. I 'members gittin' a big light an' jumpin' 'round de bresh heaps, an' when a bird come out we frailed him down. We went gigging fish too. We found 'em lying on de bottom o' de creeks an' ponds at night, an' stuck de gig in 'em an' pulled 'em out.
De white folks, ole missus, teached us de catechism, but dey didn't want you to learn to read and write. I can read and write now; learned since de surrender. Sometimes we went to de white folks church. I don't know any songs.
When we got sick our boss man sent for a doctor, Dr. Burke Haywood, Dr. Johnson, or Dr. Hill.
I 'members when de North folks and de Southern folks wus fightin'. De Northern soldiers come in here on de Fayetteville Road. I saw 'em by de hundreds. Dey had colored folks soldiers in blue clothes too. In de mornin' white soldiers, in de evenin' colored soldiers; dats de way dey come to town.
I married first Almeta Harris. I had six children by her. Second, I married Mary Jones. She is my wife now. We had six children. My wife is now 65 years old and she has to support me. I am done give out too much to work any more.
Yes sir, that I have seen de patterollers, but my old boss didn't 'low 'em to whup his niggers. Marster give his men passes.[Pg 440]
I know when de Ku Klux was here, but I don't know much about 'em.
I thought slavery wus a bad thing' cause all slaves did not fare alike. It wus all right for some, but bad for some, so it wus a bad thing.
I joined the church because I got religion and thought the church might help me keep it.
I think Abraham Lincoln wus a good man, but I likes Mr. Roosevelt; he is a good man, a good man.
AC
Robert, Junior, was the husband of Mary
Jones-Holder-Hinton
(Jul 1872) NY
They married 9 Sep 1903
He was also the widower of Almeta
Harris-Hinton
He was born to Robert "Bob" Hinton,
Senior
(1820) and Eliza
[?] Hinton
(1825) in Swift Creek,
Wake, North Carolina.
He is the father of:
Robert Edward Hinton
(Jun 1903-1989) NY
Carrie Belle Hinton-Sellers
(1905) NY
Joseph Hinton
(Jul 1907-1914)
Fred Hinton
(1912) NY
Gertrude E. Hinton-Sherron
(Sep 1914-1985) NY
Laurena Hinton
(1916)
Note*** by occupation, Robert was a
wagon driver for a Grocery Store,
a "Drayman." He and Mary lived at
420 Smith St. per his narrative and
census (Smith St. is now Alston St.), he
had 12 children; 6 with Almeta and
6 with Mary, however I could only
find the 6 that he fathered with Mary.
Mary had 4 children that I could find,
prior to her marriage to Robert Hinton.
This was with her 1st husband, who
was William Henry Holder, Senior. I believe
Robert may have been counting some
of Mary's children, however, I could
be wrong :-)
He was 80 years old when he died.
Mary didn't know his actual birth year
therefore she used her own on his
death record. However, I obtained his
Birth from the 1900 Census, his Marriage
License to Mary, and his documented
historical narrative.
After Robert's death, their son Fred Hinton
took his mother Mary and his sister Carrie Belle
Hinton-Sellers, and her daughters, to New York.
It appears that Mary died there.
Mary was born to David Jones
(1840) and Jane
Green-Jones
(1844-1926) in Raleigh.
ROBERT HINTON
420 Smith Street, Raleigh, N.C.
My name is Robert Hinton. I ain't able to work, ain't been able to do any work in five years. My wife, Mary Hinton, supports me by workin' with the WPA. She was cut off las' May. Since she has had no job, we have to live on what she makes with what little washin' she gets from de white folks; an' a little help from charity; dis ain't much. Dey give you for one week, one half peck meal, one pound meat, one pound powdered milk, one half pound o' coffee. Dis is what we git for one week.
I wus borned in 1856 on de Fayetteville Road three miles from Raleigh, south. I belonged to Lawrence Hinton. My missus wus named Jane Hinton. De Hintons had 'bout twenty slaves on de plantation out dere. Dey had four chillun, de boy Ransom an' three girls: Belle, Annie an' Miss Mary. All are dead but one, Miss Mary is livin' yit. My mother wus named Liza Hinton an' my father wus named Bob Hinton. My gran'mother wus named Mary Hinton an' gran'father Harry Hinton.
We had common food in slavery time, but it wus well fixed up, an' we were well clothed. We had a good place to sleep, yes sir, a good place to sleep. We worked[Pg 438] from sunrise to sunset under overseers. Dey were good to us. I wus small at dat time. I picked up sticks in de yard an' done some work around de house, but when dey turned deir backs I would be playin' most o' de time. We played shootin' marbles, an' runnin', an' jumpin'. We called de big house de dwelling house an' de slave quarters de slave houses. Some of 'em were in marster's yard and some were outside. Dey give all de families patches and gardens, but dey did not sell anything.
We had prayer meetin' in our houses when we got ready, but dere were no churches for niggers on de plantation. We had dances and other socials durin' Christmas times. Dey give us de Christmas holidays.
No sir, dey did not whup me. I wus mighty young. Dey didn't work chillun much. I have seen 'em whup de grown ones do'. I never saw a slave sold and never saw any in chains. Dey run away from our plantation but dey come back again. William Brickell, Sidney Cook, Willis Hinton all run away. I don't know why dey all run away but some run away to keep from being whupped.
I have lived in North Carolina all my life, right here in Wake County. We used to set gums and catch rabbits, set traps and caught patridges and doves.[Pg 439]
Yes sir, I went blindin'. I 'members gittin' a big light an' jumpin' 'round de bresh heaps, an' when a bird come out we frailed him down. We went gigging fish too. We found 'em lying on de bottom o' de creeks an' ponds at night, an' stuck de gig in 'em an' pulled 'em out.
De white folks, ole missus, teached us de catechism, but dey didn't want you to learn to read and write. I can read and write now; learned since de surrender. Sometimes we went to de white folks church. I don't know any songs.
When we got sick our boss man sent for a doctor, Dr. Burke Haywood, Dr. Johnson, or Dr. Hill.
I 'members when de North folks and de Southern folks wus fightin'. De Northern soldiers come in here on de Fayetteville Road. I saw 'em by de hundreds. Dey had colored folks soldiers in blue clothes too. In de mornin' white soldiers, in de evenin' colored soldiers; dats de way dey come to town.
I married first Almeta Harris. I had six children by her. Second, I married Mary Jones. She is my wife now. We had six children. My wife is now 65 years old and she has to support me. I am done give out too much to work any more.
Yes sir, that I have seen de patterollers, but my old boss didn't 'low 'em to whup his niggers. Marster give his men passes.[Pg 440]
I know when de Ku Klux was here, but I don't know much about 'em.
I thought slavery wus a bad thing' cause all slaves did not fare alike. It wus all right for some, but bad for some, so it wus a bad thing.
I joined the church because I got religion and thought the church might help me keep it.
I think Abraham Lincoln wus a good man, but I likes Mr. Roosevelt; he is a good man, a good man.
AC
Jones-Holder-Hinton
(Jul 1872) NY
They married 9 Sep 1903
He was also the widower of Almeta
Harris-Hinton
He was born to Robert "Bob" Hinton,
Senior
(1820) and Eliza
[?] Hinton
(1825) in Swift Creek,
Wake, North Carolina.
He is the father of:
Robert Edward Hinton
(Jun 1903-1989) NY
Carrie Belle Hinton-Sellers
(1905) NY
Joseph Hinton
(Jul 1907-1914)
Fred Hinton
(1912) NY
Gertrude E. Hinton-Sherron
(Sep 1914-1985) NY
Laurena Hinton
(1916)
Note*** by occupation, Robert was a
wagon driver for a Grocery Store,
a "Drayman." He and Mary lived at
420 Smith St. per his narrative and
census (Smith St. is now Alston St.), he
had 12 children; 6 with Almeta and
6 with Mary, however I could only
find the 6 that he fathered with Mary.
Mary had 4 children that I could find,
prior to her marriage to Robert Hinton.
This was with her 1st husband, who
was William Henry Holder, Senior. I believe
Robert may have been counting some
of Mary's children, however, I could
be wrong :-)
He was 80 years old when he died.
Mary didn't know his actual birth year
therefore she used her own on his
death record. However, I obtained his
Birth from the 1900 Census, his Marriage
License to Mary, and his documented
historical narrative.
After Robert's death, their son Fred Hinton
took his mother Mary and his sister Carrie Belle
Hinton-Sellers, and her daughters, to New York.
It appears that Mary died there.
Mary was born to David Jones
(1840) and Jane
Green-Jones
(1844-1926) in Raleigh.
ROBERT HINTON
420 Smith Street, Raleigh, N.C.
My name is Robert Hinton. I ain't able to work, ain't been able to do any work in five years. My wife, Mary Hinton, supports me by workin' with the WPA. She was cut off las' May. Since she has had no job, we have to live on what she makes with what little washin' she gets from de white folks; an' a little help from charity; dis ain't much. Dey give you for one week, one half peck meal, one pound meat, one pound powdered milk, one half pound o' coffee. Dis is what we git for one week.
I wus borned in 1856 on de Fayetteville Road three miles from Raleigh, south. I belonged to Lawrence Hinton. My missus wus named Jane Hinton. De Hintons had 'bout twenty slaves on de plantation out dere. Dey had four chillun, de boy Ransom an' three girls: Belle, Annie an' Miss Mary. All are dead but one, Miss Mary is livin' yit. My mother wus named Liza Hinton an' my father wus named Bob Hinton. My gran'mother wus named Mary Hinton an' gran'father Harry Hinton.
We had common food in slavery time, but it wus well fixed up, an' we were well clothed. We had a good place to sleep, yes sir, a good place to sleep. We worked[Pg 438] from sunrise to sunset under overseers. Dey were good to us. I wus small at dat time. I picked up sticks in de yard an' done some work around de house, but when dey turned deir backs I would be playin' most o' de time. We played shootin' marbles, an' runnin', an' jumpin'. We called de big house de dwelling house an' de slave quarters de slave houses. Some of 'em were in marster's yard and some were outside. Dey give all de families patches and gardens, but dey did not sell anything.
We had prayer meetin' in our houses when we got ready, but dere were no churches for niggers on de plantation. We had dances and other socials durin' Christmas times. Dey give us de Christmas holidays.
No sir, dey did not whup me. I wus mighty young. Dey didn't work chillun much. I have seen 'em whup de grown ones do'. I never saw a slave sold and never saw any in chains. Dey run away from our plantation but dey come back again. William Brickell, Sidney Cook, Willis Hinton all run away. I don't know why dey all run away but some run away to keep from being whupped.
I have lived in North Carolina all my life, right here in Wake County. We used to set gums and catch rabbits, set traps and caught patridges and doves.[Pg 439]
Yes sir, I went blindin'. I 'members gittin' a big light an' jumpin' 'round de bresh heaps, an' when a bird come out we frailed him down. We went gigging fish too. We found 'em lying on de bottom o' de creeks an' ponds at night, an' stuck de gig in 'em an' pulled 'em out.
De white folks, ole missus, teached us de catechism, but dey didn't want you to learn to read and write. I can read and write now; learned since de surrender. Sometimes we went to de white folks church. I don't know any songs.
When we got sick our boss man sent for a doctor, Dr. Burke Haywood, Dr. Johnson, or Dr. Hill.
I 'members when de North folks and de Southern folks wus fightin'. De Northern soldiers come in here on de Fayetteville Road. I saw 'em by de hundreds. Dey had colored folks soldiers in blue clothes too. In de mornin' white soldiers, in de evenin' colored soldiers; dats de way dey come to town.
I married first Almeta Harris. I had six children by her. Second, I married Mary Jones. She is my wife now. We had six children. My wife is now 65 years old and she has to support me. I am done give out too much to work any more.
Yes sir, that I have seen de patterollers, but my old boss didn't 'low 'em to whup his niggers. Marster give his men passes.[Pg 440]
I know when de Ku Klux was here, but I don't know much about 'em.
I thought slavery wus a bad thing' cause all slaves did not fare alike. It wus all right for some, but bad for some, so it wus a bad thing.
I joined the church because I got religion and thought the church might help me keep it.
I think Abraham Lincoln wus a good man, but I likes Mr. Roosevelt; he is a good man, a good man.
AC
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