Out Of The Black Patch
Out Of The Black Patch: The Autobiography of Effie Marquess Carmack
Noel A. Carmack
Karen Lynn Davidson
Series: Life Writings of Frontier Women
Copyright Date: 1999
Published by: University Press of Colorado,
https://doi.org/10.2307/j.ctt46nr1s
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Out Of The Black Patch
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Effie Marquess Carmack (1885-1974) grew up in the tobacco-growing region of southern Kentucky known as the Black Patch. As an adult she moved to Utah, back to Kentucky, to Arizona, and finally to California. Economic necessity primarily motivated Effie and her husband's moves, but her conversion to the Mormon Church in youth also was a factor. Throughout her life, she was committed to preserving the rural, southern folkways she had experienced as a child. She and other members of her family were folk musicians, at times professionally, and she also became a folk poet and artist, teaching herself to paint. In the 1940s she began writing her autobiography and eventually also completed a verse adaptation of it and an unpublished novel about life in the Black Patch. Much of Effie's story is a charming memoir of her vibrant childhood on a poor tobacco farm. She describes a wide variety of folk practices, from healing and crafts to children's games. Her family's life included the backbreaking labor and economic trials of raising tobacco, but it was enriched by a deep familial heritage, communal music, creative play, and traditional activities of many kinds. After the family converted to the Mormon Church, religious study and devotion became another important dimension. Effie's account of Mormon missions contributes to the little-known record of Latter-day Saint attempts to establish a presence in the South. After marrying, the Carmacks moved west, eventually landing in the Arizona desert, where Effie took up painting in earnest. Her art began to attract modest attention, which brought exhibits, awards, and a new career teaching others what she had taught herself. After the Carmacks later retired to Atascadero, California, Effie became a more active and public folk singer as well.

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  1. Front Matter
    Front Matter (pp. i-vi)
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  2. Table of Contents
    Table of Contents (pp. vii-ix)
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  3. Foreword
    Foreword (pp. x-xii)
    Maureen Ursenbach Beecher
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    In recognition of the importance to literature of biography and autobiography, the Association for Mormon Letters in 1987 was offering a new prize in life writing. I was asked to help in identifying appropriate candidates for the prize. Elder John Carmack, then managing director of the Historical Department of the Church of Jesus Christ of Latter-day Saints in Salt Lake City shared with me a rare mimeographed volume of the memoirs of his grandmother Effie Marquess Carmack. I was charmed. The committee, however, considered the manuscript as yet unpublished, so the AML prize went to another book. But I never...

  4. Preface
    Preface (pp. xiii-xviii)
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  5. Introduction
    Introduction (pp. 1-30)
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    Too often, social history reduces women’s life writings to mere resources for broader analysis and interpretation. Historians and demographers may overlook the richness of the women’s voices that emerge from uninhibited, reflective writing. Vernacular works by ordinary women provide grounded history that fills and colors gaps left by bean counters and theoreticians. The immediacy of unhampered words written by a woman in private often can do more for our understanding of gender roles, class distinctions, and race relations than formal, necessarily reductive interpretations. Only now are we beginning to acknowledge the imprints left by women writers such as Agnes Miner,...

  6. Chapter One Pictures Of Childhood
    Chapter One Pictures Of Childhood (pp. 31-96)
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    I thought that maybe some of my children, or grandchildren, might just appreciate a story of my life. Not that there has been anything very extraordinary or wonderful in it, but one thing sure, it is different from that of any other.

    My great grandfather, Benjamin Armstrong, came to Christian County, Kentucky from Greenville County, South Carolina shortly after 1800. He took up several hundred acres of land which was later divided among his several children. On one of these small divisions of land, in a humble log hut, I was born, on September 26, 1885.

    I like the words...

  7. Chapter Two Ponderous Milestones
    Chapter Two Ponderous Milestones (pp. 97-140)
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    At least twice a year the old place got a genuine going over. Once in the spring, and again just before Christmas. Of course, there was a weekly cleaning, when the floors had to be scoured with soft soap, and the broom. We had no rugs, and linoleum was unheard of. There were some strips of home made carpet once, I think, but they had been used to cover the sweet potatoes and the apples upstairs. Turnips were holed up in the garden, but sweet potatoes were hard to keep, and had to be kept at just the right temperature,...

  8. Chapter Three Raised In A Patch Of Tobacco
    Chapter Three Raised In A Patch Of Tobacco (pp. 141-166)
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    Life on the farm in Kentucky, especially in the dark tobacco district,¹ was made up of so many different hardships, that we were used to them, and really didn’t mind them a great deal. I suppose those things kind of helped to strengthen our character, and also to strengthen muscles.²

    I am an old woman now, almost sixty (1944) and I find I can still stand a lot of hard labor, and it doesn’t hurt me either. We grew tough as children, and it seems to stay with us. I suppose the Lord meant some such thing as that when...

  9. Chapter Four A One Horse Religion
    Chapter Four A One Horse Religion (pp. 167-210)
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    One spring, I think it was 1891 or 1892, when I was six or seven years old, two Mormon Missionaries came to the field where we were planting corn. Pappy was school trustee, and they wanted permission to preach in the schoolhouse. He told them that he had no objections, but they went on and did not hold any meetings. When we went to the house at noon, there were two tracts lying on the sewing machine in the porch. Pappy read them aloud, and said that he could find no fault with them.

    The only mention of Mormons that...

  10. Chapter Five Dear Home, Sweet Home
    Chapter Five Dear Home, Sweet Home (pp. 211-238)
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    Frank Long and his wife Josie, were another couple who were interested in the new religion.¹ Frank had a sister, an old maid school teacher, who came to visit them quite often. She was also interested in the message of the missionaries. She was a quiet, gentle sort of person, good looking, with an abundance of long black hair. She was tall and slim, and had pretty soft white hands.

    Cousin Millard Gilliland, and his wife Laura, thought it would be a fine thing for my father if he and this old maid school teacher would get married, so they...

  11. Chapter Six Bitterness and Sorrow Helped Me Find the Sweet
    Chapter Six Bitterness and Sorrow Helped Me Find the Sweet (pp. 239-298)
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    One day, in the fall, Edgar Carmack was hauling corn for my dad, and I climbed up on the load with him.¹ We were jogging along, when in the distance we saw Garvie and Annie coming in the buggy. He had it all dolled up with ribbons on the sides of the horse’s head and on his whip, with a flashy robe over their laps to keep the dust off. We hurriedly pulled our shoes off, put them behind us, and hung our bare feet off on the side next to them so we would look like real hillbillies.

    Lena,...

  12. Epilogue The Outskirts of a Desert Town
    Epilogue The Outskirts of a Desert Town (pp. 299-346)
    Effie Marquess Carmack
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    After Becky was born, in Joe City, and we moved to the Westover place, Noel and I milked John Bushman’s cows.¹ Noel took the job first, and I knew it was too big a job for him alone, so I helped him, and we agreed we would both take the job of cleaning the schoolhouse, also. It wasn’t too much for both of us, and besides, we were both already used to hard work, and didn’t mind it.

    Then, some of the young folks wanted me to give them art lessons, and my time was limited, so we decided we...

  13. Appendix One: The Song and Rhyme Repertoire of Effie Marquess Carmack
    Appendix One: The Song and Rhyme Repertoire of Effie Marquess Carmack (pp. 347-362)
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  14. Appendix Two: Things to Accomplish
    Appendix Two: Things to Accomplish (pp. 363-364)
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  15. Appendix Three: Henry Edgar Carmack
    Appendix Three: Henry Edgar Carmack (pp. 365-374)
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  16. Bibliography
    Bibliography (pp. 375-386)
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  17. Index
    Index (pp. 387-398)
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  18. Back Matter
    Back Matter (pp. 399-399)
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