Mary Celestia Parler;
Adgie Lee Robinson
April 13, 1955
Reel 210, Item 9
At The Mourners' Bench
...Now this is the truth, a true story. I told
Miss Barrett I wasn't going to tell you this, 'cause
everybody that come here would be having me to tell it.
I was a girl, and we had a good-looking preacher, and it
was about six or ten of us girls on the mourners'
bench. And I hadn't been long at that time lost my
mother. So the preacher and all of them was praying
for me, and I was down there, and he come and he was
mourning and patting me on the back. And I would look
up into his face and, oh, he would look so good to me,
you know. I never had been out with a boy or anything.
And I was just wild. Man tap me, you know, and that
was wonderful. So I guess all the rest of the girls
felt the way I did. So one of them jumped up, she
say, "Oh, thank God." She got up. So I say, "They
can't beat me now, I got to do something." I didn't
have a thing, I sat there. I made I sort of cried,
I couldn't dish up a tear. So after while I jumped up.
The preacher was standing right behind me. I jumped
up, I say, "Thank you, Jesus." So the preacher put his
arm around me. I looked back, I say, "Thank you, Lord."
I was so glad I was in his arms....I just wanted the
man to hug me, I guess. And the man just kidded me
because I was motherless, and he thought I was praying.
And I wasn't doing nothing.
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