Indian-Pioneer History Project for Oklahoma - Hattie Chandler Interview - #10599 Vol. 88 Submitted by Catherine Widener catz@kcisp.net -------------------------------------------------------------------------- USGENWEB ARCHIVES NOTICE: These electronic pages may NOT be reproduced in any format for profit or presentation by any other organization or persons. Persons or organizations desiring to use this material, must obtain the written consent of the contributor, or the legal representative of the submitter, and contact the listed USGenWeb archivist with proof of this consent. The submitter has given permission to the USGenWeb Archives to store the file permanently for free access. http://www.usgwarchives.net/ -------------------------------------------------------------------------- Field Worker: Zaidee B. Bland Date: April 27, 1938 Name: Mrs. Hattie Chandler Post Office: Altus Residence: South Jackson Street Date of Birth: April 8, 1855 Place of Birth: Howard County, Arkansas Name of Father: Robert Rowe Father’s Place of Birth: Georgia Name of Mother: Susanne Thompson Mother’s Place of Birth: Georgia My husband’s people lived in Arkansas and we lived in Wichita Falls, Texas. Once when we had started back to Arkansas to visit the kin we stopped at Webbers Falls for a few days and my husband leased land from the Indians and I have never left the state since except on a visit. I have lived nearly all my life among the Indians and like them for neighbors. I have only been in the west part of the state about ten years. Squaw men wanted so little rent that it was cheaper to farm their land than it was to come here and homestead. We lived at Webbers Falls until we could not get land to farm nearer than thirty-five miles away and we thought that too far away to go back and forth. We never knew about cotton but it was always corn, peanuts, cane, garden stuff and fruit with us. We raised a little stock and hogs always. We lived in a big box house with a shed along on the side. Good soft water was always abundant in the eastern part of the state. We took our corn to the mill and had our meal ground and made enough hominy and (soap?) every fall to do all winter. All the schooling my daughter ever got was with the Indians.