The Birmingham age-herald., 1911-02-25

south, have shown that in every way,' said Mrs. Carroll proudly. T have never been more cordially received than upon my recent visit to Philadelphia, and East Orange, N. J., while in Baltimore and Norfolk l was right royalty greeted'
 Are you the author of your stories, or do you use the stories of ante -bellum times as written by others?" I asked
 T take my audience with me right through my personal experience" said Mrs. Carroll 'I was born within 45 miles of Augusta and lived on my fathers plantation until we moved into town Every Christmas I entertained a large house party of young people. and we used to go down in the quarters on the plantation and hear the darkeys tell their stories, sing their songs as only they could sing, and the old preachers or 'zorters,' as they call themselves, preach their sermons. It is one of these nights in the quarters that I introduce to my audience. One thing that will probably impress you is the music that I give. The darkeys then used canes to play on just little mouthpiece, and I give an -'-f'No''"i VI thot NhiSH IS HOl OIlen heard'' '' "
 "The old characters are as familiar to me as my own children" said Mrs Car roll, as she leaned back in her chair and looked wistfully away like she was meas uring the number of years that had elapsed between these timest and all the others that had gone by so rapidly. There's Nanny Dorcas and Alfred, and The Death of Old Uncle Phil'-ah, come back to me now"
 How did you happen to give these en- tertainments ?" asked.
 'I have always told negro stories to my children, and to my children's chil- dren,' said Mrs. Carroll. Tt is second nature to me. But had never given any public performances until two years ago. It came about through an accident that I was in, on the Georgia railroad. We were stranded out in the woods. The large crowd of people became acquainted pretty soon after we found that we'd have to spend several hours there Finally someone in the party said:
 Mrs Cas~ell. tell us some of your plantation stories.'
 'I thought it was nothing more than I ought to do, to contribute my share to a rather uninteresting, dismal sort of day, and so I began to tell some of my stories. Presently I found everybody in the party assembled about me, and was entertaining the' whole crowd!
 After had finished" Mrs. Carroll con- tinued, 'some of those present declared that if I would give those stories on the stage I could make a fortune Of course. ! that isn't to be sniffed at by any of us, and so as fate would have.t, shortly afterward the Daughters of the Confeder- acy asked me to give recital in Augusta, way I had my start
 Do you ever suffer from stage fright? I asked.
 Always, my child" said Mrs. Carroll. My husband, who has been in public life ever since the war. says that he has never made speech that he didn't suffer from stage fright. In fact, he says every body does, only some people show it more than others. It gives me sort of smoth- NiNu SShS"'ioii, llhc cdn DTedtne. And your Cracker stories?" I sug- gested.
 'I am told everywhere that they are a distinct novelty" said Mrs. Carroll. "The typical Georgia Cracker, with bis high pitched, rasping, whining voice and his quaint sayings has never been portrayed on the platform, and my stories seem to be very much appreciated.
 Do you like the work?" I asked.
 "Very much," said Mrs. Carroll. "The old stories. the stories of my girlhood days, are ever sweet to me; the associa- tions, the environment. After all, those intimate, close, untold stories of the south make their appeal to every hearti There's pathos about them that is very cndearing The southern people love them and show it in every form My work has come to me in very sweet sort of way, and while my life, like Hiawatha s, has beens checkered with sunshine and shade, still through it all has run Gods love, and the love of the people about me-"
 
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