An interview with
Full Blood Indian
Post office: Finley, Oklahoma
Place of birth: Near Finley, Oklahoma
Investigator Field Worker's name: Johnson H. Hampton
Date of Interview: May 5, 1938
Transcribed & Submitted by Teresa Young
I was born in what was known as Cedar County, back in the Indian Territory
days, sometime in 1870. My fatherís name was Simon Harkins and my motherís
name was Elizabeth Harkins. They died when I was a small boy, running around
in my shirt tail. After my mother and father died, I was raised by my uncle
who lived near us.
We did not have anything much for we were very poor Choctaws. My father, I
have been told, had to work for other people to get us some thing to eat,
and my mother went out in the woods and dug up some kind of roots from which
she made bread for us to eat. She would cut the roots up and dry them on top
of the house and then she would beat it in a mortar and make bread out of
it. She would go out into the bottom and get some mud-potatoes, as the
Indians used to call them. They were the size of a big Irish-potato. She
would fry them or roast them in the ashes and they were very fine to eat.
We did not have spinning wheel but my mother used to work for some of our
neighbors who had one, and from them she would get some socks and mittens
for us to use during the winter. I have seen some of the clothes that some
of the neighbor women made out of cotton and wool. They were very heavy to
wear but they were fine in the winter.
We had a little patch where we raised a little corn but we did not raise
enough for our bread; in fact, we did not work very much anyway. My father
was one of those Choctaws who did not work very much at anything. He hunted
most of the time and my mother worked in the garden. She would raise enough
for us to eat during the summer but we did not have enough for the winter so
we lived hard during the winter season.
When I was growing up this country was full of wild game. All the deer went
in droves just like cattle and the turkeys went in flocks. You could see
about 100 in a flock. There were some bears in the mountains where I lived.
We lived in the mountains most of the time. My father was a bear hunter,
they tell me, and killed several bears in his lifetime, and killed all the
deer and turkeys he wanted to eat at all times. After I got big enough to
handle a cap-ball rifle I went to hunting. We did not go out camping to hunt
for we could get away from the house a little ways and kill all the deer and
turkeys that we wanted and the fish was plenty in the creeks and rivers at
that time. They are all gone now and I sure do want some turkey meat and
deer, but they are not here anymore since the white people came to this
country and filled it up and opened up farms and fenced up the whole
The country was full of cattle in my youth, but they were not driven out of
the country as they were in other places. Most of the Choctaws at that time
had cattle, hogs and lots of ponies. But we did not have such stock at all.
We did not have even a team at that time. If we wanted to work our garden we
would have to get some one to plow for us and we would work for him to pay
him back--that was the way we worked our garden.
I was enrolled and allotted land and still have a part of my allotment on
which I am now living. The Indian Agent removed the restrictions on some of
my land and built a house for me and that is where I am now living. I got
several payments with the other Choctaws when they were getting their per
capita payments but we have not gotten any payments for a long time and I
sure do need some money now and I hope that they will make some kind of a
I have attended the Indian camp meetings nearly all of my life. I have gone
to churches away from home for several miles to get to attend the meetings.
In earlier days there were lots of full blood Choctaws who attended the
meetings but they are now all dead. I am about the oldest one in this county
now of the full blood. I have played several games of ball and can say that
it is a hard game. Where two counties got together for a game, we used to
fight it out before the game started and sometimes we would have a big fight
during the game. They would fight and fight hard among themselves and a good
many on the side lines would pull fights. They would bet on their sides and
get into an argument and pull a fight and some time an Indian would get
killed; if he did, they then would put him under a tree and go ahead with
the game. After the game they would take him home and put him away and after
a few months they would have a cry over him when all of his neighbors would
come and take part in the cries. It was the custom among the Choctaws to
have the cries about six months after the death of the Indian. Sometimes
they would have their cries in the church where his memorial was being
preached and some of the time they would go to the house where the grave
was. If they were going to give the cry at the house where the man or woman
lived they would go and camp there for the night and be there for the next
day when the memorial was going to be preached. That was the custom of the
Choctaws at that time. But they have abandoned this custom since the country
got full of white people and they donít have the cries anymore.
I am a full blood Choctaw and have lived among my tribe ever since I was
born. My family were all full bloods. I am the only one of the family
living, of three girls and two boys, and I am getting old so it wonít be
very long until I will be taken from here. Then the whole family will be
extinct and gone to our happy hunting ground where all of the others have
gone before me. I never went to school a day in my life and canít speak
English at all and canít read in my own language. I can talk it my language
but that is all I can do. I am one of those ignorant Choctaws for I did not
attend any school at all.
Transcribed & Submitted by Teresa Young
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