Tobacco Farming in the South During the 1900’s

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Workers in a tobacco field.

In 2014 I joined a group on Facebook, named “I Farmed Tobacco as a Child.” But before I applied to join, I explained that I wanted to learn more about life on a tobacco farm because I had never experienced that life but had lived near tobacco fields and farms for many years. I was made welcome by everyone and learned so much about tobacco farming by asking them to share some of their experiences. These people, your ancestors, grandparents, cousins and family worked under all kinds of adverse and dangerous conditions in the tobacco fields.

Of course now some farmers have new ways of planting, growing, harvesting and curing tobacco leaves. Because there were so many stories to be told about the old ways, I couldn’t share them all. I needed to confine my article to about 1000 words.

I later asked the group about strange cures their family or neighbors had used, which I will share on my blog later. 

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Teamwork, Dirt, Discipline: Life Lessons Learned in Tobacco Fields

Fully grown tobacco plants have tall stalks, (up to 7 feet tall, depending on the type of tobacco being grown). The plant’s leaves are up to 2 feet long and the stalk is crowned with flowers. The tobacco industry has been a major part of our state’s history and economy. While providing a major source of income to a large population of Eastern North Carolina farmers, tobacco/cigarettes have fallen under plenty of scrutiny. But I’m not here to discuss morality and legislation. I’m here to introduce you to the life of a farmer in the Southern states.

When Tommy Broadwell, Former Executive Director of the Fuquay-Varina Chamber of Commerce, was old enough to “count three fingers,” he was in the field, handing up three picked tobacco leaves to the “looper.” The looper would tie the leaves together with twine and load up them on the wagon. As he got older. Mr. Broadwell was given the responsibility of feeding the mules.

“I was still short enough to walk under the mules’ bellies,” Tommy recalls.

Then, when he was about 8, he had to harness the mules to the plows or sleds, which carried the looped tobacco leaves to the sheds. Some kids were assigned to pick off hookworms from the tobacco plants.

Working with tobacco had it’s dangers. Nicotine poisoning was a problem for children and adults alike. The nicotine laden resin and sand rubbed off the leaves and onto the pickers’ sweaty skin. Nausea, vomiting and dizziness were signs of nicotine poisoning. Some workers developed a tolerance for the resin, but some workers had to find other ways to help on the farm. Wearing long sleeve shirts helped, but on sweltering, muggy North Carolina afternoons, dehydration was a danger.

Since a hail storm or heavy rains could demolish the leaves and their plants, the leaves were harvested as quickly as possible. Allowed to sit in waterlogged fields, some prime tobacco lost its desirable flavor and smoked aroma. A farmer’s income could be decimated right along with the plants. The whole family, nuclear and extended, worked together to harvest the leaves in time.

David Perdue, my adopted, second son, remembers being a ten year-old in the 1990’s, working on the family tobacco farm. “It was dirty, hot and hard work.” David also related: “Often at the end of a long row, a snake could be found sunning itself or eating its meal. The worker would yell, ‘snake!’ to warn other workers of the snake’s location.”

Tobacco sheds had a sheltered area on one or both sides where the women and children looped the leaves or placed the looped leaves onto poles. Then each pole, full of the leaves, was lifted up to one person, who lifted it to the next person, all the way to the top of the barn, which was sometimes three stories high! The man at the top then hung the leaf laden poles on notches across the barn. This was a dark and dangerous job.

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Small old tobacco shed

A whole building could be “set in” by late morning, when the family members and hired help started at 4 AM. There were always more fields to be watered, topped, suckered (new leaves or branches that could detract from the main plant’s nourishment) or plants to be inspected for insects, while the leaves in each building cured. When the leaves were emptied from the barns after curing, a new crop would be harvested and the cycle would begin again.

Tim Pierce, a very astute, eloquent man and former tobacco field child shared his wisdom: “It’s the hot sun and black gum that develop a sound character. You’ll know, when the rows are just as long in all directions and the sun is just above the trees and there’s still 10 hours to go–this is just one day in the life of tobacco farming.”

He quickly added, “Remember the rewards of that hard, dirty work. One, it was the sole source of cash for the majority of the southeast. Young people, like I was once, learned to buck up and complete the task at hand, whether it was convenient or not, at the time. I learned to function inside a group, laboring toward a common cause, how to motivate others to participate, handle money, be responsible….”

So though the work was tough, the farmers, their children and the workers did what had to be done, each with their own responsibility to perform. It brought them together as families, with their common health and prosperity depending on finishing their tasks. And a warm dinner and cool bed felt all the better for having earned it in the fields.

The last city I lived in, Fuquay-Varina, NC, which used to be a major location for buying and selling the cured tobacco leaves, because of the town’s two railway systems and plentiful crops of tobacco. Now there are more modern ways of curing tobacco leaves in trailers with controlled air and temperatures. 

Just as a reminder from the past, here is an ad praising cigarettes. 

6 thoughts on “Tobacco Farming in the South During the 1900’s

  1. It sounds like that was a hard life. But good life lessons were learned. So sad to learn that even children handling leaves could get nicotine poisioning! That should have been a red flag warning! So many people I know have suffered cancer from smoking those cigarettes. I remember in the 60’s when I was in the 7th grade, a mobile education truck came to our school. Inside they had a healthy lung from someone who had died, and a lung from someone who died from cancer. My parents both smoked, I and my sister never did. The reason for me was that truck! My dad was eventually able to quit, but my mom struggled her whole life, after having two operations for lung cancer, she finally did.

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