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February is Black History Month.

To commemorate the start of this momentous occasion, OK WASSUP! will tell a tale from August of 1865, where Colonel P.H. Anderson of Big Spring, TN wrote to his former slave Jourdan Anderson, requesting that Jourdan return to work on his farm. Since escaping from slavery, Anderson had become emancipated, moved to Ohio where he found paid work and was successfully supporting his family. Here are excerpts from the touching letter, which was published in the August 22nd edition of the New York Daily Tribune:

Sir: I got your letter, and was glad to find that 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 Colonel 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 that 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 twenty-five dollars a month, with victuals and clothing; have a comfortable home for Mandy,—the folks 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, “Them 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 Colonel Anderson. Many darkeys would have been proud, as I used to be, 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.

As 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 were 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 twenty-five dollars a month for me, and two dollars a week for Mandy, our earnings would amount to eleven thousand six hundred and eighty dollars. Add to this the interest for the time our wages have 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’s 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.

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

TO READ THE FULL LETTER, CLICK HERE.

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DJ is the creator and editor of OK WASSUP! He is also a Guest Writer/Blogger, Professional and Motivational Speaker, Producer, Music Consultant, and Media Contributor. New York, New York USA

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Truthiz

<span>Wow. Incredible.   Thanks so much for posting this DJ! I had never seen, or heard of, it before.     I will certainly share this letter with others.   Also related to *Black History Month,*….   I'd like to see the movie "Red Tails": "the new George Lucas film depicting the valiant Tuskegee Airmen."   While I commend Mr. Lucas for bringing this story to the big screen there's been a little push back regarding his failure to include the monumental contributions of THREE women who, if it had not been for them, there probably would NOT have been a Tuskegee Airmen's story to write about.   Those 3 ladies are Mary McLeod Bethune and Willa Beatrice Brown (both Black-Americans) and the first lady Eleanor Roosevelt (wife of Pres. Franklin Roosevelt).    I plan to begin reading the entire history this coming weekend. </span><span></span><span>H/T: TheRoot.com</span><span></span><span>Henry Louis Gates Jr: "3 Women 'Red Tails' Left Out"</span><span>http://www.theroot.com/views/three-women-red-tail…</span>

BD

Oh Wow! I agree with Truth that was incredible. Brought a tear to my eye. That man was a slave for 32 years but got a education and was smart enough to ask for his back pay or else he wasn't going nowhere. Wow. Thanks for posting this DJ..

pat

now this is deep stuff.  it definitely touched me.

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