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...localities to which the rattle of modern machinery has not brought prosperity--where sandy reads wind leisurely over cotton fields, where darkies sing at evening in the old plant disturbed tranquillity atop the graveyard hickory. It is of such an Arcadian backwater that Mrs. Julia Peterkin writes in her new book, "Roll, Jordan, Roll," a charming series of sketches on the Gullahs of South Carolina...
...monumental significance, but they are well done and gain much in atmosphere from the accompanying photographic studies of Miss Ulmann's. By centering her narratives around the lives and opinions of several colorful figures, here a benevolent old widower, there a noisy and witch-rapping harridan, Mrs. Peterkin has skillfully given a convincing portrayal of the community as a whole. The best of the individual portraits is that of the old negro foreman, whose duty it is to see that all runs smoothly on the plantation. Like Conrad's Nostromo among the cargadores, he stands erect and aloof from...
Black Beauty ROLL, JORDAN, ROLL-Julia Peterkin & Doris Ulmann-Ballon ($3.50). One of the very few Southern gentlefolk writing today, Julia Peterkin has a proprietary interest in the Negro, who in her books behaves according to Hoyle (Southern style). Neither lynchings nor Harlem hotspots darken her clear pages. A Martian visitor reading Authoress Peterkin would hardly guess that there was such a thing as a "Negro problem." For her and her readers the Negro is the Southern plantation darky, whom Southerners always represent as being a lovable, child-like creature, living as a happy dependent on a sympathetic white master...
...Author, Julia Mood Peterkin is the daughter of a South Carolina doctor. After leaving Spartanburg's Converse College, against her family's wishes she got a job as country school-teacher at Fort Motte, S. C. Two years later she married William George Peterkin, cotton planter, and became mistress of Lang Syne Plantation, about ten miles from Fort Motte. That was 30 years ago. She had a busy life keeping house, entertaining, riding, hunting, fishing, acting as "judge, jury, doctor and family adviser" to the hundreds of Negroes on the place. Not until she was over...
Still a housekeeper, wife and mother in spite of authorship, Julia Peterkin has little truck with literary haunts. Poet Carl Sandburg once paid her his supreme compliment when he called her the only writer he knew who was not a literary person. Tall and straight, redhaired, with a calm expression, a poised and kindly manner, Authoress Peterkin writes more now than she did but lives as much as ever on her South Carolina plantation. Other books: Black April, Bright Skin. Rascoe Preferred...