PART III.
The Key to Uncle Tom's Cabin Harriet Beecher Stowe Boston: Jewett, 1854
[PART III] CHAPTER I.
DOES PUBLIC OPINON PROTECT THE SLAVE?
THE utter inefficiency of the law to protect
the slave in any respect has been shown.
But it is claimed that, precisely because the law affords the slave no
protection, therefore public opinion is the more strenuous in his behalf.
Nothing more frequently strikes the eye, in running over judicial proceedings
in the Courts of slave States, than announcements of the utter inutility of
the law to rectify some glaring injustice towards this unhappy race, coupled
with congratulatory remarks on that beneficent state of public sentiment which is to supply entirely this acknowledged deficiency
of the law.
On this point it may, perhaps, be sufficient to ask the reader, whether
North or South, to review in his own mind the judicial documents which we
have presented, and ask himself what inference is to be drawn, as to the state
of public sentiment, from the cases there presented—from the pleas of
lawyers, the decisions of judges, the facts sworn to by witnesses, and the
general style and spirit of the whole proceedings.
In order to appreciate this more fully, let us compare a trial in a free
State with a trial in a slave State.
In the free State of Massachusetts, a man of standing, learning, and high
connexions, murdered another man. He did not torture him, but with one blow
sent him in a moment from life. The murderer had every advantage of position,
of friends; it may be said, indeed, that he had the sympathy of the whole
United States; yet how calmly, with what unmoved and awful composure, did
the judicial examination proceed! The murderer was condemned to die. What
a sensation shook the
240 country! Even sovereign States assumed
the attitude of petitioners for him.
There was a voice of entreaty, from Maine to New Orleans. There were remonstrances,
and there were threats; but still, with what passionless calmness retributive
justice held on her way! Though the men who were her instruments were men
of merciful and bleeding hearts, yet they bowed in silence to her sublime
will. In spite of all that influence, and wealth, and power could do, a cultivated
and intelligent man, from the first rank of society, suffered the same penalty
that would fall on any other man who violated the sanctity of human life.
Now, compare this with a trial in a slave State. In Virginia, Souther also
murdered a man; but he did not murder him by one merciful blow, but by twelve
hours of torture so horrible that few readers could bear even the description
of it. It was a mode of death which, to use the language that Cicero in his
day applied to crucifixion, “ought to be for ever removed from the sight,
hearing, and from the very thoughts of mankind.” And to this horrible
scene two white men were WITNESSES!
Observe the mode in which these two cases were tried, and the general sensation
they produced. Hear the lawyers, in this case of Souther, coolly debating
whether it can be considered any crime at all. Hear the decision of the inferior
Court, that it is murder in the second degree, and
apportioning as its reward five years of imprisonment. See the horrible butcher
coming up to the superior Court in the attitude of an injured man! See the
case recorded as that of Souther VERSUS The Commonwealth, and let us ask any intelligent
man, North or South, what sort of public sentiment does this show?
Does it show a belief that the negro is a man? Does it not show decidedly
that he is not considered as a man? Consider further
the horrible principle which, re-affirmed in the case, is the law of the land
in Virginia. It is the policy of the law, in respect to
the relation of master and slave, and for the sake of securing proper subordination
on the part of the slave, to protect the master from prosecution in all such
cases, even if the whipping and punishment be malicious, cruel, and excessive!
When the most cultivated and intelligent men in the State formally, calmly,
and without any apparent perception of saying anything inhuman, utter such
an astounding decision as this, what can be thought
of it? If they do not consider this cruel, what is cruel? And, if their feelings
are so blunted as to see no cruelty in such a decision, what hope is there
of any protection to the slave?
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This law is a plain and distinct permission to such wretches as Souther
to inflict upon the helpless slave any torture they may choose, without any
accusation or impeachment of crime. It distinctly tells Souther, and the white
witnesses who saw his deed, and every other low, unprincipled man in the Court,
that it is the policy of the law to protect him in malicious, cruel, and excessive
punishments.
What sort of an education is this for the intelligent and cultivated men
of a State to communicate to the lower and less-educated class? Suppose it
to be solemnly announced in Massachusetts, with respect to free labourers
or apprentices, that it is the policy of the law, for the sake of producing
subordination, to protect the master in inflicting any punishment, however
cruel, malicious, and excessive, short of death. We cannot imagine such a
principle declared, without a rebellion and a storm of popular excitement
to which that of Bunker Hill was calmness itself; but, supposing the State
of Massachusetts were so “twice dead and plucked up by the roots”
as to allow such a decision to pass without comment concerning her working
classes —suppose it did pass, and become an active, operative reality,
what kind of an educational influence would it exert upon the commonwealth?
What kind of an estimate of the working classes would it show in the minds
of those who make and execute the law?
What an immediate development of villany and brutality would be brought
out by such a law, avowedly made to protect men in cruelty! Cannot men be
cruel enough, without all the majesty of law being brought into operation
to sanction it, and make it reputable?
And suppose it were said, in vindication of such a law, “Oh, of course,
no respectable, humane man would ever think of taking advantage of it!”
Should we not think the old State of Massachusetts sunk very low, to have
on her legal records direct assurances of protection to deeds which no decent
man would ever do?
And, when this shocking permission is brought in review at the judgment-seat
of Christ, and the awful Judge shall say to its makers, aiders, and abettors,
Where is thy brother?—when all the souls that have called from under
the alter, “How long, O Lord, dost thou not judge and avenge our blood,”
shall arise around the judgment-seat as a great cloud of witnesses, and the
judgment is set and the books are opened—what answer will be made for
such laws and decisions as these?
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Will they tell the great Judge that it was necessary to preserve the slave
system—that it could not be preserved without them?
Will they dare look upon those eyes, which are as a flame of fire, with
any such avowal?
Will he not answer, as with a voice of thunder, “Ye have killed the
poor and needy, and ye have forgotten that the Lord was his helper?”
The deadly sin of slavery is its denial of humanity to man. This has been
the sin of oppression, in every age. To tread down, to vilify and crush the
image of God, in the person of the poor and lowly, has been the great sin
of man since the creation of the world. Against this sin all the prophets
of ancient times poured forth their thunders. A still stronger witness was
borne against this sin, when God in Jesus Christ took human nature, and made
each human being a brother of the Lord. But the last and most sublime witness
shall be borne when a MAN shall judge the whole
earth—a Man who shall acknowledge for His brother the meanest slave,
equally with the proudest master.
In most singular and affecting terms it is asserted in the Bible that the
Father hath committed all judgment to the Son, BECAUSE HE
IS THE SON OF MAN. That human nature, which, in the person of the poor slave, has been
despised and rejected, scoffed and scorned, scourged and tortured, shall in
that day be glorified; and it shall appear the most fearful of sins to have
made light of the sacredness of humanity, as these laws and institutions of
slavery have done. The fact is, that the whole system of slave-law, and the
whole practice of the slave-system, and the public sentiment that is formed
by it, are alike based on the greatest of all heresies, a denial of equal human brotherhood. A whole race has been thrown out
of the range of human existence, their immortality disregarded, their dignity
as children of God scoffed at, their brotherhood with Christ treated as a
fable, and all the law and public sentiment and practice with regard to them
such as could be justified only on supposition that they were a race of inferior
animals.
It is because the negro is considered an inferior animal, and not worthy of any better treatment, that the system which relates
to him and the treatment which falls to him are considered humane
Take any class of white men, however uneducated, and place them under the
same system of laws, and make their civil condition in all respects like that
of the negro, and would it not be considered the most outrageous cruelty?
Suppose the slave-law were enacted with regard to all the
243 Irish in our country, and they were parcelled off as the property of any
man who had money enough to buy them. Suppose their right to vote, their right
to bring suit in any case, their right to bear testimony in courts of justice,
their right to contract a legal marriage, their right to hold property or
to make contracts of any sort, were all by one stroke of law blotted out.
Furthermore, suppose it was forbidden to teach them to read and write, and
that their children to all ages were “doomed to live without knowledge.”
Suppose that, in judicial proceedings, it were solemnly declared, with regard
to them, that the mere heating of an Irishman, “apart
from any circumstances of cruelty, or any attempt to kill,” was no offence
against the peace of the State. Suppose that it were declared that, for the
better preservation of subjection among them, the law would protect the master
in any kind of punishment inflicted, even if it should appear to be malicious,
cruel, and excessive; and suppose that monsters like Souther, in availing
themselves of this permission, should occasionally torture Irishmen to death,
but still this circumstance should not be deemed of sufficient importance
to call for any restriction on the part of the master. Suppose it should be
coolly said, “Oh, yes, Irishmen are occasionally tortured to death,
we know; but it is not by any means a general occurrence;
in fact, no men of position in society would do it; and when cases of the
kind do occur, they are indignantly frowned upon.”
Suppose it should be stated that the reason that the law restraining the
power of the master cannot be made any more stringent is, that the general
system cannot be maintained without allowing this extent of power to the master.
Suppose that, having got all the Irishmen in the country down into this
condition, they should maintain that such was the public sentiment of humanity
with regard to them as abundantly to supply the want of all legal rights,
and to make their condition, on the whole, happier than if they were free.
Should we not say that a public sentiment which saw no cruelty in thus depriving
a whole race of every right dear to manhood could see no cruelty in anything,
and had proved itself wholly unfit to judge upon the subject? What man would
not rather see his children in the grave than see them slaves? What man, who,
should he wake to-morrow morning in the condition of an American slave, would
not wish himself in the grave? And yet all the defenders of slavery start
from the point that this legal condition is not of itself a cruelty! They would hold it the last excess of cruelty with regard
to themselves, or any white
244 man; why do they call it no cruelty
at all with regard to the negro?
The writer in defence of slavery in Fraser's Magazine justifies this depriving of a whole class of any legal rights, by urging
that “the good there is in human nature will supply the deficiencies
of human legislation.” This remark is one most significant, powerful
index of the state of public sentiment, produced even in a generous mind,
by the slave-system. This writer thinks the good there is in human nature
will supply the absence of all legal rights to thousands and millions of human
beings. He thinks it right to risk their bodies and their souls on the good
there is in human nature; yet this very man would not send a fifty-dollar
bill through the post-office, in an unsealed letter, trusting to “the
good there is in human nature.”
Would this man dare to place his children in the position of slaves, and
trust them to “the good in human nature?”
Would he buy an estate from the most honourable man of his acquaintance,
and have no legal record of the deed, trusting to “the good in human
nature?” And if “the good in human nature” will not suffice
for him and his children, how will it suffice for his brother and his brother's
children? Is his happiness of any more importance in God's sight than his
brother's happiness, that his must be secured by legal bolts, and bonds, and
bars, and his brother's left to “the good there is in human nature?”
Never are we so impressed with the utter deadness of public sentiment to protect
the slave, as when we see such opinions as these uttered by men of a naturally
generous and noble character.
The most striking and the most painful examples of the perversion of public
sentiment, with regard to the negro race, are often given in the writings
of men of humanity, amiableness,” and piety.
That devoted labourer for the slave, the Rev. Charles C. Jones, thus expresses
his sense of the importance of one African soul:—
Were it now revealed to us that the most extensive system of instruction
which we could devise, requiring a vast amount of labour and protracted through
ages, would result in the tender mercy of our God in the salvation of the
soul of one poor African, we should eel warranted in cheerfully entering upon
our work, with all its costs and sacrifices.
What a noble, what a sublime spirit, is here breathed! Does it not show
a mind capable of the very highest impulses?
And yet, if we look over his whole writings, we shall see painfully how
the moral sense of the finest mind may be perverted by constant familiarity
with such a system.
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We find him constructing an appeal to masters to have their slaves orally instructed in religion. In many passages he speaks
of oral instruction as confessedly an imperfect species of instruction, very
much inferior to that which results from personal reading and examination
of the world of God. He says in one place, that in order to do much good it
must be begun very early in life; and intimates that people in advanced years
can acquire very little from it; and yet he decidedly expresses his opinion
that slavery is an institution with which no Christian has cause to interfere.
The slaves, according to his own showing, are cut off from the best means
for the salvation of their souls, and restricted to one of a very inferior
nature. They are placed under restriction which makes their souls as dependent
upon others for spiritual food as a man without hands is dependent upon others
for bodily food. He recognises the fact, which his own experience must show
him, that the slave is at all times liable to pass into the hands of those
who will not take the trouble thus to feed his soul; nay, if we may judge
from his urgent appeals to masters, he perceives around him many who, having
spiritually cut off the slave's hands, refuse to feed him. He sees that, by
the operation of this law as a matter of fact, thousands are placed in situations
where the perdition of the soul is almost certain, and yet he declares that
he does not feel called upon at all to interfere with their civil condition!
But if the soul of every poor African is of that inestimable worth which
Mr. Jones believes, does it not follow that he ought to have the very best
means for getting to heaven which it is possible to give him? And is not he
who can read the Bible for himself in a better condition than he who is dependent
upon the reading of another? If it be said that such teaching cannot be afforded,
because it makes them unsafe property, ought not a clergyman like Mr. Jones
to meet this objection in his own expressive language?—
Were it now revealed to us that the most extensive system of instruction
which we could devise, requiring a vast amount of labour and protracted through
ages, would result in the tender mercy of our God in the salvation of the
soul of one poor African, we should feel warranted in cheerfully entering
upon our work, with all its costs and sacrifices.
Should not a clergyman like Mr. Jones tell masters that they should risk
the loss of all things seen and temporal, rather than incur the hazard of
bringing eternal ruin on these souls? All the arguments which Mr. Jones so
eloquently used with masters
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slaves oral instruction, would apply with double force to show their obligation
to give the slave the power of reading the Bible for himself.
Again, we come to hear Mr. Jones telling masters of the power they have
over the souls of their servants, and we hear him say—
We may, according to the power lodged in our hands, forbid religious meetings
and religious instruction on our own plantations; we may forbid our servants
going to church at all, or only to such churches as we may select for them.
We may literally shut up the kingdom of heaven against men, and suffer not
them that are entering to go in.
And when we hear Mr. Jones say all this, and then consider that he must
see and know this awful power is often lodged in the hands of wholly irreligious
men, in the hands of men of the most profligate character, we can account
for his thinking such a system right only by attributing it to that blinding,
deadening influence which the public sentiment of slavery exerts even over
the best-constituted minds.
Neither Mr. Jones nor any other Christian minister would feel it right
that the eternal happiness of their own children should be thus placed in
the power of any man who should have money to pay for them. How, then, can
they think it right that this power be given in the case of their African
brother?
Does this not show that, even in the case of the most humane and Christian
people, who theoretically believe in the equality of all souls before God,
a constant familiarity with slavery works a practical infidelity on this point;
and that they give their assent to laws which practically declare that the
salvation of the servant's soul is of less consequence than the salvation
of the property relation?
Let us not be thought invidious or uncharitable in saying, that where slavery
exists there are so many causes necessarily uniting to corrupt public sentiment
with regard to the slave, that the best-constituted minds cannot trust themselves
in it. In the Northern and free States public sentiment has been, and is to
this day, fatally infected by the influence of a past and the proximity of
a present system of slavery. Hence the injustice with which the negro in many
of our States is treated. Hence, too, those apologies for slavery, and defences
of it, which issue from Northern presses, and even Northern pulpits. If even
at the North the remains of slavery can produce such baleful effects in corrupting
public sentiment, how much more must this be the case where this institution
is in full force!
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The whole American nation is, in some sense, under a paralysis of public
sentiment on this subject. It was said by a heathen writer, that the gods
gave us a fearful power when they gave us the faculty of becoming accustomed
to things. This power has proved a fearful one indeed in America. We have
got used to things which might stir the dead in their graves.
When but a small portion of the things daily done in America has been told
in England, and France, and Italy, and Germany, there has been a perfect shriek
and outcry of horror. America alone remains cool, and asks, “What is
the matter?”
Europe answers back, “Why, we have heard that men are sold” like cattle in your country.”
“Of course they are,” says America; “but what then?”
“We have heard,” says Europe, “that millions of men are
forbidden to read and write in your country.”
“We know that,” says America; “but what is this outcry
about?”
“We have heard,” says Europe, “that Christian girls are
sold to shame in your markets!”
“That isn't quite as it should be,” says America; “but
still what is this excitement about?”
“We hear that three millions of your people can have no legal marriage-ties,”
says Europe.
“Certainly, that is true,” returns America; “but you
made such an outcry, we thought you saw some great cruelty going on.”
“And you profess to be a free country!” says indignant Europe.
“Certainly, we are the freest and most enlightened country in the
world! What are you talking about?” says America.
“You send your missionaries to Christianise us,” says Turkey;
“and our religion has abolished this horrible system.”
“You! you are all heathen over there—what business have you
to talk?” answers America.
Many people seem really to have thought that nothing but horrible exaggerations
of the system of slavery could have produced the sensation which has recently
been felt in all modern Europe. They do not know that the thing they have
become accustomed to, and handled so freely in every discussion, seems to
all other nations the sum and essence of villany. Modern Europe, opening her
eyes and looking on the legal theory of the slave system, on the laws and
interpretations of law which define it, says to America, in the language of
the indignant Othello, If thou wilt justify a thing like this—
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Never pray more; abandon all remorse; On Horror's head horrors accumulate; Do deeds to make Heaven weep, all earth amazed; For nothing canst thou to damnation add Greater than this.
There is an awful state of familiarity with evil which the apostle calls
being “dead in trespasses and sins,” where truth has been resisted,
and evil perseveringly defended, and the convictions of conscience stifled,
and the voice of God's Holy Spirit bidden to depart. There is an awful paralysis
of the moral sense, when deeds unholiest and crimes most fearful cease any
longer to affect the nerve. That paralysis, always a fearful indication of
the death and dissolution of nations, is a doubly-dangerous disease in a republic
whose only power is in intelligence, justice, and virtue.
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The Key to Uncle Tom's Cabin Harriet Beecher Stowe Boston: Jewett, 1854
[PART III] CHAPTER II.
PUBLIC OPINION FORMED BY EDUCATION.
REV. CHARLES C. JONES, in his interesting work
on the “Religious Instruction of Negroes,” has a passage which
so peculiarly describes that influence of public opinion which we have been
endeavouring to illustrate, that we shall copy it:—
Habits of feeling and prejudices in relation to any subject are wont to
take their rise out of our education or circumstances. Every man knows their
influence to be great in shaping opinions and conduct, and oft-times how unwittingly
they are formed; that while we may be unconscious of their existence, they
may grow with our growth and strengthen with our strength. Familiarity converts
deformity into comeliness. Hence we are not always the best judges of our
condition. Another may remark inconveniences, and, indeed, real evils, in
it, of which we may be said to have been all our lives scarcely conscious.
So, also, evils which, upon first acquaintance, revolted our whole nature,
and appeared intolerable, custom almost makes us forget even to see. Men passing
out of one state of society into another encounter a thousand things to which
they feel that they can never be reconciled; yet, shortly after, their sensibilities
become dulled, a change passes over them, they scarcely know how. They have
accommodated themselves to their new circumstances and relations—they
are Romans in Rome.
Let us now inquire what are the educational influences which bear upon
the mind educated in constant familiarity with the slave system.
Take any child of ingenuous mind and of generous heart, and educate him
under the influences of slavery, and what are the things which go to form
his character? An anecdote which a lady related to the writer may be in point
in this place. In giving an account of some of the things which induced her
to remove her family from under the influence of slavery, she related the
following incident:—Looking out of her nursery window one day, she saw
her daughter, about three years of age, seated in her little carriage, with
six or eight young negro children harnessed into it for horses. Two or three
of the older slaves were standing around their little mistress, and one of
them, putting a whip into her hand, said, “There Misse, whip 'em well;
make 'em go! They're all your niggers.”
What a moral and religious lesson was this for that young
250 soul! The mother was a judicious woman, who never would herself have taught
such a thing; but the whole influence of slave society had burnt it into the
soul of every negro, and through them it was communicated to the child.
As soon as a child is old enough to read the newspapers, he sees in every
column such notices as the following from a late Richmond
Whig,— and other papers:
LARGE SALE OF NEGROES, HORSES, MULES, CATTLE,&c.
The subscriber, under a decree of the Circuit Superior Court for Fluvanna
County, will proceed to sell, by public auction, at the late residence of
William Galt, deceased, on TUESDAY, the 30th day
of November, and WEDNESDAY, the 1st day of December
next, beginning at eleven o'clock, the negroes, stock,&c., of all kinds,
belonging to the estate, consisting of 175 negroes, amongst whom are SOME CARPENTERS AND BLACKSMITHS—10 horses, 33 mules, 100 head of
cattle, 100 sheep, 200 hogs, 1500 barrels corn, oats, fodder,&c., the
plantation and shop tools of all kinds.
The Negroes will be sold for cash; the other property on a credit of nine
months, the purchaser giving bond, with approved security.
JAMES GALT, Administrator of William
Galt, deceased.
Oct. 19.
From the “Nashville Gazette,” November 23, 1852:—
GREAT SALE OF NEGROES, MULES, CATTLE,&c.
On TUESDAY, the 21st day of December next, at
the Plantation of the late N. A. MC NAIRY, on the
Franklin Turnpike, on account of Mrs. C. B. McNairy, Executrix, we will offer
at Public Sale
FIFTY VALUABLE NEGROES.
These Negroes are good Plantation Negroes, and will be sold in families.
Those wishing to purchase will do well to see them before the day of sale.
Also TEN FINE WORK MULES, TWO JACKS AND ONE JENNET, MILCH
COWS, AND CALVES, Cattle, Stock Hogs, 1200 barrels Corn, Oats, Hay, Fodder,
&c. Two Wagons, one Cart, Farming Utensils,&c.
From the Newberry Sentinel:—
FOR SALE.
The subscriber will sell at Auction, on the 15th of this month, at the
Plantation on which he resides, distant eleven miles from the Town of Newberry,
and near the Laurens Railroad,
TWENTY-TWO YOUNG AND LIKELY NEGROES;
comprising able-bodied field hands, good cooks, house servants, and an
excellent blacksmith. About 1500 bushels of corn, a quantity of fodder, hogs,
mules, sheep, neat cattle, household and kitchen furniture, and other property.
Terms made public on day of sale.
Dec. 1. M. C. GARY.
*“Laurensville Herald” copy till day of sale.
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From the South Carolinian, October 21, 1852:—
ESTATE SALE OF VALUABLE PROPERTY.
The undersigned, as Administrator of the Estate of Col. T. Randell, deceased,
will sell, on MONDAY, the 20th December next, all
the personal property belonging to said estate, consisting of 56 NEGROES, STOCK, CORN, FODDER,&c.&c. The sale will take place
at the residence of the deceased, on Sandy River, 10 miles west of Chesterville.
Terms of sale: The negroes on a credit of 12 months, with interest from
day of sale, and two good sureties. The other property will be sold for cash.
Sept. 2. SAMUEL J. RANDELL.
See also New Orleans Bee, October 28. After advertising
the landed estate of Madeline Lanoux, deceased, comes the following enumeration
of chattels:—
Twelve slaves, men and women; a small, quite new schooner; a ferrying flat
boat; some cows, calves, heifers, and sheep; a lot of household furniture;
the contents of a store, consisting of hard-ware, crockery-ware, groceries,
dry goods,&c.
Now, suppose all parents to be as pious and benevolent as Mr. Jones—a
thing not at all to be hoped for, as things are—and suppose them to
try their very best to impress on the child a conviction that all souls are
of equal value in the sight of God; that the negro soul is as truly beloved
of Christ, and ransomed with his blood, as the master's; and is there any
such thing as making him believe or realise it? Will he believe that that
which he sees every week advertised with hogs, and horses, and fodder, and
cotton-seed, and refuse furniture—bedsteads, tables, and chairs—is
indeed so divine a thing? We will suppose that the little child knows some
pious slave; that he sees him at the communion-table, partaking, in a far-off,
solitary manner, of the sacramental bread and wine. He sees his pious father
and mother recognise the slave as a Christian brother; they tell him that
he is an “heir of God, a joint heir with Jesus Christ;” and the
next week he sees him advertised in the paper, in company with a lot of hogs,
stock, and fodder. Can the child possibly believe in what his Christian parents
have told him when he sees this? We have spoken now of only the common advertisements
of the paper; but suppose the child to live in some districts of the country,
and advertisements of a still more degrading character meet his eye. In the
State of Alabama, a newspaper devoted to politics, literature, and EDUCATION,
has a standing weekly advertisement, of which this is a copy:—
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NOTICE.
The undersigned having an excellent pack of HOUNDS,
for trailing and catching runaway slaves, informs the public that his prices
in future will be as follows for such services:—
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Dollars. |
For each day employed in hunting or trailing |
2 50c. |
For catching each slave |
10 |
For going over ten miles and catching slaves |
20 |
If sent for, the above prices will be exacted in cash. The subscriber resides
one mile and a half south of Dadeville, Ala.
B. BLACK.
Dadaville, Sept. 1, 1852. 1-tf.
The reader will see by the printer's sign at the bottom that it is a season
advertisement, and, therefore, would meet the eye of the child week after
week. The paper from which we have cut this contains among its extracts passages
from Dickens's “Household Words,” from Professor Felton's article
in the “Christian Examiner” on the relation of the sexes, and
a most beautiful and chivalrous appeal from the eloquent senator Soule on
the legal rights of women. Let us now ask, since this paper is devoted to
education, what sort of an educational influence such advertisements have?
And, of course, such an establishment is not kept up without patronage. Where
there are negro-hunters advertising in a paper, there are also negro-hunts,
and there are dogs being trained to hunt; and all this process goes on before
the eyes of children; and what sort of an education is it?
The writer has received an account of the way in which dogs are trained
for this business. The information has been communicated to the gentleman
who writes it by a negro man, who, having been always accustomed to see it
done, described it with as little sense of there being anything out of the
way in it as if the dogs had been trained to catch raccoons. It came to the
writer in a recent letter from the South:—
The way to train 'em (says the man) is to take these yer pups—any
kind o' pups will do—fox-hounds, bull-dogs, most any; but take the pups,
and keep 'em shut up, and don't let 'em never see a nigger till they get big
enough to be larned. When the pups gits old enough to be set on to things,
then make 'em run after a nigger; and when they cotches him, give 'em meat.
Tell the nigger to run as hard as he can, and git up in a tree, so as to larn
the dogs to tree 'em; then take the shoe of a nigger, and larn 'em to find
the nigger it belongs to; then a rag of his clothes; and so on. Allers be
carful to tree the nigger, and teach the dog to wait and bark under the tree
till you come up and give him his meat.
See also the following advertisement from the Ouachita
Register, a newspaper dated “Monroe, La., Tuesday evening, June
1, 1852.”
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NEGRO DOGS.
The undersigned would respectfully inform the citizens of Ouachita and
adjacent parishes, that he has located about 2½ miles east of John
White's, on the road leading from Monroe to Bastrop, and that he has a fine
pack of Dogs for catching negroes. Persons wishing negroes caught will do
well to gave him a call. He can always be found at his stand when not engaged
in hunting, and even then information of his whereabouts can always be had
of some one on the premises.
Terms.—Five dollars per day and found, when
there is no track pointed out. When the track is shown, twenty-five dollars
will be charged for catching the negro.
M. C. GOFF. Monroe, Feb. 17, 1852. 15-3m.
Now, do not all the scenes likely to be enacted under this head form a
fine education for the children of a Christian nation? and can we wonder if
children so formed see no cruelty in slavery? Can children realise that creatures
who are thus hunted are the children of one heavenly Father with themselves?
But suppose the boy grows up to be a man, and attends the courts of justice,
and hears intelligent, learned men declaring from the bench that “the
mere beating of a slave, unaccompanied by any circumstances of cruelty, or
an attempt to kill, is no breach of the peace of the State.” Suppose
he hears it decided in the same place that no insult or outrage upon any slave
is considered worthy of legal redress, unless it impairs his property value.
Suppose he hears, as he would in Virginia, that it is the policy of the law
to protect the master even in inflicting cruel, malicious, and excessive punishment
upon the slave. Suppose a slave is murdered and he hears the lawyers arguing
that it cannot be considered a murder, because the slave, in law, is not considered
a human being; and then suppose the case is appealed to a superior court,
and he hears the judge expending his forces on a long and eloquent dissertation
to prove that the slave is a human being; at least,
that he is as much so as a lunatic, an idiot, or an unborn child, and that,
therefore, he can be murdered. (See Judge Clarke's speech, on p. 175.) Suppose
he sees that all the administration of law with regard to the slave proceeds
on the idea that he is absolutely nothing more than a bale of merchandise.
Suppose he hears such language as this, which occurs in the reasonings of
the Brazealle case, and which is a fair sample of the manner in which such
subjects are ordinarily discussed. “The slave has no more political
capacity, no more right to purchase, hold, or
254 transfer property,
than the mule in his plough; he is in himself but a mere chattel—the
subject of absolute ownership.” Suppose he sees on the statute-book
such sentences as these, from the civil code of Louisiana:—
Art. 2500. The latent defects of slaves and animals are divided into two
classes—vices of body, and vices of character.
Art. 2501. The vices of body are distinguished into absolute and relative.
Art. 2502. The absolute vices of slaves are leprosy, madness, and epilepsy.
Art. 2503. The absolute vices of horses and mules, are short wind, glanders,
and founder.
The influence of this language is made all the stronger on the young mind
from the fact that it is not the language of contempt, or of passion, but
of calm, matter-of-fact, legal statement.
What effect must be produced on the mind of the young man when he comes
to see that, however atrocious and however well-proved be the murder of a
slave, the murderer uniformly escapes; and that, though the cases where the
slave has fallen a victim to passions of the white are so multiplied, yet
the fact of an execution for such a crime is yet almost unknown in the country?
Does not all this tend to produce exactly that estimate of the value of negro
life and happiness which Frederic Douglass says was expressed by a common
proverb among the white boys where he was brought up: “It's worth sixpence
to kill a nigger, and sixpence more to bury him?”
We see the public sentiment which has been formed by this kind of education
exhibited by the following paragraph from the Cambridge
Democrat, Md., Oct. 27, 1852. That paper quotes the following from the Woodville Republican, of Mississippi. It seems a Mr. Joshua
Johns had killed a slave, and had been sentenced therefore to the penitentiary
for two years. The Republican thus laments his hard
lot:—
STATE v. JOSHUA JOHNS.
This cause resulted in the conviction of Johns, and his sentence to the Penitentiary
for two years. Although every member of the jury, together with the bar, and
the public generally, signed a petition to the governor for young Johns' pardon,
yet there was no fault to find with the verdict of the jury. The extreme youth
of Johns, and the circumstances in which the killing occurred, enlisted universal
sympathy in his favour. There is no doubt that the negro had provoked him
to the deed by the use of insolent language; but how often must it be told
that words are no justification for blows? There are many persons—and
we regret to say it—who think they have the same right to shoot a negro,
if he insults them, or even runs from them, that they have to shoot down a
dog but there are
255 laws for the protection of the slave as well
as the master, and the sooner the error above alluded to is removed, the better
will it be for both parties.
The unfortunate youth who has now entailed upon himself the penalty of
the law, we doubt not, had no idea that there existed such penalty; and even
if he was aware of the fact, the repeated insults and taunts of the negro
go far to mitigate the crime. Johns was defended by I. D. Gildart, Esq., who
probably did all that could have been effected in his defence.
The Democrat adds:
We learn from Mr. Curry, deputy sheriff, of Wilkinson County, that Johns
has been pardoned by the governor. We are gratified to hear it.
This error above alluded to, of thinking it is as innocent to shoot down
a negro as a dog, is one, we fairly admit, for which young Johns ought not
to be very severely blamed. He has been educated in a system of things of
which this opinion is the inevitable result; and he, individually, is far
less guilty for it than are those men who support the system of laws, and
keep up the educational influences, which lead young Southern men directly
to this conclusion. Johns may be, for aught we know, as generous-hearted and
as just naturally as any young man living; but the horrible system under which
he has been educated has rendered him incapable of distinguishing what either
generosity or justice is, as applied to the negro.
The public sentiment of the slave-states is the sentiment of men who have
been thus educated, and in all that concerns the negro it is utterly blunted
and paralysed. What would seem to them injustice and horrible wrong in the
case of white persons, is the coolest matter of course in relation to slaves.
As this educational influence descends from generation to generation, the
moral sense becomes more and more blunted, and the power of discriminating
right from wrong, in what relates to the subject race, more and more enfeebled.
Thus, if we read the writings of distinguished men who were slave-holders
about the time of our American revolution, what clear views do we find expressed
of the injustice of slavery, what strong language of reprobation do we find
applied to it! Nothing more forcible could possibly be said in relation to
its evils than by quoting the language of such men as Washington, Jefferson,
and Patrick Henry. In those days there were no men of that high class of mind
who thought of such a thing as defending slavery on principle; now there are
an abundance of the most distinguished men, North and South, statesmen, civilians,
men of letters, even clergymen, who, in various degrees, palliate it, apologise
for or openly defend it. And what is the
256 cause of this, except
that educational influences have corrupted public sentiment, and deprived
them of the power of just judgment? The public opinion
even of free America, with regard to slavery, is behind that of all other
civilised nations.
When the holders of slaves assert that they are, as a general thing, humanely
treated, what do they mean? Not that they would consider such treatment humane
if given to themselves and their children—no, indeed!—but it is
humane for slaves.
They do, in effect, place the negro below the range of humanity, and on
a level with brutes, and then graduate all their ideas of humanity accordingly.
They would not needlessly kick or abuse a dog or a negro. They may pet
a dog, and they often do a negro. Men have been found who fancied having their
horses elegantly lodged in marble stables, and to eat out of sculptured managers,
but they thought them horses still; and, with all the indulgences with which
good-natured masters sometimes surround the slave, he is to them but a negro
still, and not a man.
In what has been said in this chapter, and in what appears incidentally
in all the facts cited throughout this volume, there is abundant proof that,
notwithstanding there be frequent and most noble instances of generosity towards
the negro, and although the sentiment of honourable men and the voice of Christian
charity does everywhere protest against what it feels
to be inhumanity, yet the popular sentiment engendered by the system must necessarily fall deplorably short of giving anything like
sufficient protection to the rights of the slave. It will appear in the succeeding
chapters, as it must already have appeared to reflecting minds, that the whole
course of educational influence upon the mind of the slave-master is such
as to deaden his mind to those appeals which come from the negro as a fellow-man
and a brother.
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The Key to Uncle Tom's Cabin Harriet Beecher Stowe Boston: Jewett, 1854
[PART III] CHAPTER III.
SEPARATION OF FAMILIES.
“What must the difference be,” said Dr. Worthington, with startling
energy, “between Isabel and her servants? To her
it is loss of position, fortune, the fair hopes of life, perhaps even health; for she must inevitably break down
under the unaccustomed labour and privations she will have to undergo. But to them
it is merely a change of masters!” “Yes, for the neighbours won't allow any of the families to be separated.” “Of course not. We read of such things in novels sometimes. But I have yet to see it in real life, except in rare cases, or where the slave has been
guilty of some misdemeanour, or crime, for which, in the North, he would have been imprisoned, perhaps for life.” —Cabin and Parlour, by J. Thornton
Randolph, p. 39. * * * * * * * “But they're going to sell us all to Georgia, I say. How are we to
escape that?” “Spec dare some mistake in dat,” replied Uncle Peter stoutly.
“I nebber knew of sich a ting in dese parts, 'cept where some niggar 'd been berry
bad.”
BY such graphic touches as the above does Mr.
Thornton Randolph represent to us the patriarchal stability and security of
the slave population in the Old Dominion. Such a thing as a slave being sold
out of the State has never been heard of by Dr. S. Worthington, except in
rare case for some crime; and old Uncle Peter never heard of such a thing
in his life.
BY such graphic touches as the above does Mr.
Thornton Randolph represent to us the patriarchal stability and security of
the slave population in the Old Dominion. Such a thing as a slave being sold
out of the State has never been heard of by Dr. S. Worthington, except in
rare case for some crime; and old Uncle Peter never heard of such a thing
in his life.
Are these representations true?
The worst abuse of the system of slavery is its outrage upon the family;
and, as the writer views the subject, it is one which is more notorious and
undeniable than any other.
Yet it is upon this point that the most stringent and earnest denial has
been made to the representations of “Uncle Tom's Cabin,” either
indirectly, as by the romance-writer above, or more directly in the assertions
of newspapers, both at the North and at the South. When made at the North,
they indicate, to say the least, very great ignorance of the subject; when
made at the South, they certainly do very great injustice to the general character
of the Southerner for truth and honesty. All sections of country have faults
peculiar to themselves. The
258 fault of the South, as a general
thing, has not been cowardly evasion and deception. It was with utter surprise
that the author read the following sentences in an article in Fraser's Magazine, professing to come from a South Carolinian:—
Mrs. Stowe's favourite illustration of the master's power to the injury
of the slave is the separation of families. We are told of infants of ten
months old being sold from the arms of their mothers, and of men whose habit
it is to raise children, to sell away from their mother as soon as they are
old enough to be separated. Were our views of this feature of slavery derived
from Mrs. Stowe's book, we should regard the families of slaves as utterly
unsettled and vagrant.
And again—
We feel confident that, if statistics could be had to throw light upon
this subject, we should find that there is less separation of families among
the negroes than occurs with almost any other class of persons.
As the author of the article, however, is evidently a man of honour, and
expresses many most noble and praiseworthy sentiments, it cannot be supposed
that these statements were put forth with any view to misrepresent or to deceive.
They are only to be regarded as evidences of the facility with which a sanguine
mind often overlooks the most glaring facts that make against a favourite
idea or theory, or which are unfavourable in their bearings on one's own country
or family. Thus the citizens of some place notoriously unhealthy will come
to believe, and assert, with the utmost sincerity, that there is actually
less sickness in their town than any other of its size in the known world.
Thus parents often think their children perfectly immaculate in just those
particulars in which others see them to be most faulty. This solution of the
phenomena is a natural and amiable one, and enables us to retain our respect
for our Southern brethren.
There is another circumstance, also, to be taken into account, in reading
such assertions as these. It is evident, from the pamphlet in question, that
the writer is one of the few who regard the possession of absolute irresponsible
power as the highest of motives to moderation and temperance in its use. Such
men are commonly associated in friendship and family connexion with others
of similar views, and are very apt to fall into the error of judging others
by themselves, and thinking that a thing may do for all the world because
it operates well in their immediate circle. Also, it cannot but be a fact
that the various circumstances which from infancy conspire to degrade and
depress the negro in the eyes of a Southern-born man—the constant habit
259 of speaking of them, and hearing them spoken of, and seeing them
advertised, as mere articles of property, often in connexion with horses,
mules, fodder, swine,&c., as they are almost daily in every Southern
paper—must tend, even in the best-constituted minds, to produce a certain
obtuseness with regard to the interests, sufferings, and affections, of such
as do not particularly belong to himself, which will peculiarly unfit him
for estimating their condition. The author has often been singularly struck
with this fact, in the letters of Southern friends; in which, upon one page,
they will make some assertion regarding the condition of Southern negroes,
and then go on, and in other connexions state facts which apparently contradict
them all. We can all be aware how this familiarity would operate with ourselves.
Were we called upon to state how often our neighbours' cows were separated
from their calves, or how often their household furniture and other effects
are scattered and dispersed by executors' sales, we should be inclined to
say that it was not a misfortune of very common occurrence.
But let us open two South Carolina papers, published in the very State
where this gentleman is residing, and read the advertisements FOR ONE WEEK.
The author has slightly abridged them:—
COMMISSIONERS' SALE OF TWELVE LIKELY NEGROES. FAIRFIELD DISTRICT.
R. W. Murray and Wife and others v. William Wright
and Wife and others, In Equity.
In pursuance of an order of the Court of Equity made in the above case
at July Term, 1852, I will sell at public outcry,” to the highest bidder,
before the Court House in Winnsboro', on the first Monday in January next,
TWELVE VERY LIKELY NEGROES.
belonging to the estate of Micajah Mobley, deceased, late of Fairfield
District.
These negroes consist chiefly of young boys and girls, and are said to
be very likely.
Terms of Sale,&c.
W. R. ROBERTSON, C. E. F. D.
Commissioners' Office, Winnsboro', Nov. 30. 1852.
Dec. 2. 42 x4.
ADMINISTRATOR'S SALE.
Will be sold at public outcry, to the highest bidder, on Tuesday, the 21st
day of December next, at the late residence of Mrs. M. P. Rabb, deceased,
all of the personal estate of said deceased, consisting in part of about—
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2,000 Bushels of Corn.
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25,000 Pounds of Fodder.
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Wheat—Cotton Seed.
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Horses, Mules, Cattle, Hogs, Sheep.
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There will, in all probability, be sold at the same time and place several
likely Young Negroes.
The Terms of Sale will be—all sums under Twenty-five Dollars, Cash.
All sums of Twenty-five Dollars and over, twelve months' credit, with interest,
from day of Sale, secured by note and two approved securities.
WILLIAM S. RABB, Administrator.
Nov. 11. 39 x2.
COMMISSIONERS' SALE OF LAND AND NEGROES. FAIRFIELD DISTRICT.
James E. Caldwell, Administrator, with the Will annexed of
Jacob Gibson, deceased, v. Jason D. Gibson and Others,
In Equity.
In pursuance of the order of sale made in the above case, I will sell at
public outcry, to the highest bidder, before the Court House in Winnsboro',
on the first Monday in January next, and the day following, the following
real and personal estate of Jacob Gibson, deceased, late of Fairfield District,
to wit:
The plantation on which the testator lived at the time of his death, containing
661 acres, more or less, lying on the waters of Wateree Creek, and bounded
by lands of Samuel Johnston, Theodore S. du Bose, Edward P. Mobley, B. R.
Cockrell. This plantation will be sold in two separate tracts, plats of which
will be exhibited on the day of sale:
FORTY-SIX PRIME LIKELY NEGROES,
Consisting of Waggoners, Blacksmiths, Cooks, House Servants,&c.
W. R. ROBERTSON, C. E. F. D.
Commissioners' Office, Winnsboro', 29th Nov., 1852.
ESTATE SALE.—FIFTY PRIME NEGROES. BY J. & L. T. LEVIN.
On the first Monday in January next I will sell, before the Court House
in Columbia, 50 of as likely Negroes as have ever been exposed to public sale,
belonging to the estate of A. P. Vinson, deceased. The Negroes have been well
cared for, and well managed in every respect. Persons wishing to purchase
will not, it is confidently believed, have a better opportunity to supply
themselves.
J. H. ADAMS, Executor.
Nov. 18. 40 x3
261
ADMINISTRATOR'S SALE.
Will be sold on the 15th December next, at the late residence of Samuel
Moore, deceased, in York District, all the personal property of said deceased,
consisting of
THIRTY-FIVE LIKELY NEGROES;
a quantity of Cotton and Corn, Horses and Mules, Farming Tools, Household
and Kitchen Furniture, with many other articles.
SAMUEL E. MOORE, Administrator.
Nov. 18. 40 x4t
ADMINISTRATOR'S SALE.
Will be sold at public outcry to the highest bidder, on Tuesday, the 14th
day of December next, at the late residence of Robert W. Durham, deceased,
in Fairfield District, all of the personal estate of said deceased; consisting
in part as follows:
50 PRIME LIKELY NEGROES.
About 3000 Bushels of Corn.
A large quantity of Fodder.
Wheat, Oats, Cow Peas, Rye, Cotton Seed, Horses, Mules, Cattle, Hogs, Sheep.
C. H. DURHAM, Administrator.
Nov. 23.
SHERIFF'S SALE.
By virtue of sundry executions to me directed, I will sell at Fairfield
Court House, on the first Monday, and the day following, in December next,
within the legal hours of sale, to the highest bidder, for cash, the following
property. Purchasers to pay for titles.
2 NEGROES, levied upon as the property of Allen
R. Crankfield, at the suit of Alexander Brodie, et al.
2 Horses and 1 Jennet, levied upon as the property of Allen R. Crankfield,
at the suit of Alexander Brodie.
2 Mules, levied upon as the property of Allen R. Crankfield, at the suit
of Temperance E. Miller and J. W. Miller.
1 pair of Cart Wheels, levied upon as the property of Allen R. Crankfield,
at the suit of Temperance E. Miller and J. W. Miller.
1 Chest of Drawers, levied upon as the property of Allen R. Crankfield,
at the suit of Temperance E. Miller and J. W. Miller.
1 Bedstead, levied upon as the property of Allen R. Crankfield, at the
suit of Temperance E. Miller and J. W. Miller.
1 NEGRO, levied upon as the property of R. J. Gladney,
at the suit of James Camak.
1 NEGRO, levied upon as the property of Geo. McCormick,
at the suit of W. M. Phifer.
1 Riding Saddle, to be sold under an assignment of G. W. Boulware to J.
B. Mickle, in the case of Geo. Murphy, Jr., v. G.
W. Boulware.
R. E. ELLISON, S. F. D.
Sheriff's Office, Nov. 19, 1852. Nov. 20. 37 †xtf
262
COMMISSIONERS' SALE.
John A Crumpton and others v. Zachariah C. Crumpton.
In Equity.
In pursuance of the Decretal order made in this case, I will sell at public
outcry to the highest bidder before the Court House door in Winnsboro', on
the first Monday in December next, three separate tracts or parcels of land,
belonging to the estate of Zachariah Crumpton, deceased.
I will also sell, at the same time and place, FIVE OR
SIX LIKELY YOUNG NEGROES, sold as the property of the said Zachariah
Crumpton, deceased, by virtue of the authority aforesaid.
The terms of sale are as follows,&c.&c.
W. R. ROBERTSON, C. E. F. D.
Commissioners' Office, Winnsboro', Nov. 8, 1852. Nov. 11. 30 x3
ESTATE SALE OF VALUABLE PROPERTY.
The undersigned, as Administrator of the Estate of Col. T. Randell, deceased,
will sell, on Monday, the 20th December next, all the personal property belonging
to said estate, consisting of
56 NEGROES, STOCK, CORN, FODDER, ETC. ETC..
Terms of Sale,&c.&c.
SAMUEL J. RANDELL.
Sept. 2. 29 x16
The Tri-Weekly South Carolinian, published at Columbia,
S. C., has this motto:—
“BE JUST AND FEAR NOT; LET ALL THE END THOU AIM'ST
AT BE THY COUNTRY'S, THY GOD'S, AND TRUTH'S.”
In the number dated December 23, 1852, is found a “Reply of the Women
of Virginia to the Women of England,” containing this sentiment:—
Believe us, we deeply, prayerfully, study God's Holy Word; we are fully
persuaded that our institutions are in accordance with it.
After which, in other columns, come the ten advertisements following:—
SHERIFF'S SALES FOR JANUARY 2, 1853.
By virtue of sundry writs of fieri facias, to me
directed, will be sold before the Court House in Columbia, within the legal
hours, on the first Monday and Tuesday in January next—
Seventy-four acres of Land, more or less, in Richland District, bounded
on the north and east by Lorick's and on the south and west by Thomas Trapp.
Also, Ten Head of Cattle, Twenty-five Head of Hogs, and Two Hundred
263 Bushels of Corn, levied on as the property of M. A. Wilson, at the
suit of Samuel Gardner v M. A. Wilson.
SEVEN NEGROES, named Grace, Frances, Edmund, Charlotte,
Emuline, Thomas, and Charles, levied on as the property of Bartholomew Turnipseed,
at the suit of A. F. Dubard, J. S. Lever, Bank of the State and others v. B. Turnipseed.
450 acres of Land, more or less, in Richland District, bounded on the north,
&c. &c.
LARGE SALE OF REAL AND PERSONAL PROPERTY.—ESTATE SALE.
On Monday, the (7th) seventh day of February next, I will sell at Auction,
without reserve, at the Plantation, near Linden, all the Horses, Mules, Waggons,
Farming Utensils, Corn, Fodder,&c.
And on the following Monday (14th), the fourteenth day of February next,
at the Court House, at Linden, in Marengo County, Alabama, I will sell at
public auction, without reserve, to the highest bidder,
ONE HUNDRED AND TEN PRIME AND LIKELY NEGROES,
belonging to the Estate of the late John Robinson, of South Carolina.
Among the negroes are four valuable Carpenters and a very superior Blacksmith.
NEGROES FOR SALE.
By permission of Peter Wylie, Esq., Ordinary for Chester District, I will
sell, at public auction, before the Court House, in Chesterville, on the first
Monday in February next,
FORTY LIKELY NEGROES,
belonging to the Estate of F. W. Davie.
W. D. DE SAUSSURE, Executor.
Dec. 23. 56 †tds.
ESTATE SALE OF FURNITURE,&c., BY J. & L. T. LEVIN.
Will be sold, at our Store, on Thursday, the 6th day of January next, all
the Household and Kitchen Furniture belonging to the Estate of B. L. McLaughlin,
deceased, consisting in part of
Hair-seat Chairs, Sofas, and Rockers, Piano—Mahogany, Dining, Tea,
and Card-Tables; Carpets, Rugs, Andirons, Fenders, Shovel and Tongs, Mantel
Ornaments, Clocks, Side Board, Bureaus, Mahogany Bedsteads, Feather Beds and
Mattresses, Wash Stands, Curtains, fine Cordial Stand, Glassware, Crockery,
and a great variety of articles for family use.
Terms cash.
ALSO,
A NEGRO MAN, named Leonard, belonging to same.
Terms,&c.
ALSO,
At same time, a quantity of New Brick, belonging to Estate of A. S. Johnstone,
deceased.
Dec. 21. 53 ‡tds.
264
GREAT SALE OF NEGROES AND THE SALUDA FACTORY, BY J. & L. T.
LEVIN.
On Thursday, December 30, at 11 o'clock, will be sold at the Court House
in Columbia,
ONE HUNDRED VALUABLE NEGROES.
It is seldom such an opportunity occurs as now offers. Among them are only
four beyond 45 years old, and none above 50. There are twenty-five prime young
men, between 16 and 30; forty of the most likely young women, and as fine a set of children as can be shown!!
Terms,&c. Dec. 18, '52.
NEGROES AT AUCTION.—BY J. & L. T. LEVIN.
Will be sold, on Monday, the 3rd January next, at the Court House at 10
o'clock,
22 LIKELY NEGROES, the larger number of which are
young and desirable. Among them are Field Hands, Hostlers, and Carriage Drivers,
House Servants,&c., and of the following ages: Robinson 40, Elsey 34,
Yanky 13, Sylla 11, Anikee 8, Robinson 6, Candy 3, Infant 9, Thomas 35, Die
38, Amey 18, Eldridge 13, Charles 6, Sarah 60, Baket 50, Mary 18, Betty 16,
Guy 12, Tilla 9, Lydia 24, Rachel 4, SCIPIO 2.
The above negroes are sold for the purpose of making some other investment
of the proceeds; the sale, will, therefore, be positive.
Terms.—A credit of one, two, and three years, for notes payable at
either of the Banks, with two or more approved endorsers, with interest from
date. Purchasers to pay for papers.
Dec. 8, '43.
* Black River Watchman will copy the above, and
forward bill to the auctioneers for payment.
Poor little Scip!
LIKELY AND VALUABLE GIRL AT PRIVATE SALE.
A LIKELY GIRL, about seventeen years old (raised
in the up-country), a good Nurse and House Servant, can wash and iron, and
do plain cooking, and is warranted sound and healthy. She may be seen at our
office, where she will remain until sold.
ALLEN & PHILLIPS, Auctioneers
and Com. Agents.
Dec. 15, '49.
PLANTATION AND NEGROES FOR SALE.
The subscriber, having located in Columbia, offers for sale his Plantation
in St. Matthew's Parish, six miles from the Railroad, containing 1,500 acres,
now in a high state of cultivation, with Dwelling House and all necessary
Out-buildings.
ALSO,
50 LIKELY NEGROES, with provisions,&c.
The terms will be accommodating. Persons desirous to purchase can call
upon the subscriber in Columbia, or on his son at the Plantation.
T. J. GOODWYN.
Dec. 6, '41.
265
FOR SALE.
A LIKELY NEGRO BOY, about twenty-one years old,
a good waggoner and field hand. Apply at this office.
Dec. 20, '52.
Now, it is scarcely possible that a person who has been accustomed to see
such advertisements from boyhood, and to pass them over with as much indifference
as we pass over advertisements of sofas and chairs for sale, could possibly
receive the shock from them which one wholly unaccustomed to such a mode of
considering and disposing of human beings would receive. They make no impression
upon him. His own family servants, and those of his friends, are not in the
market, and he does not realise that any are. Under the advertisements, a
hundred such scenes as those described in “Uncle Tom” may have
been acting in his very vicinity. When Mr. Dickens drew pictures of the want
and wretchedness of London life, perhaps a similar incredulity might have
been expressed within the silken curtains of many a brilliant parlour. They had never seen such things, and they had always lived
in London. But, for all that, the writings of Dickens awoke in noble and aristocratic
bosoms the sense of a common humanity with the lowly, and led them to feel
how much misery might exist in their immediate vicinity, of which they were
entirely unaware. They have never accused him as a libeller of his country,
though he did make manifest much of the suffering, sorrow, and abuse which
were in it. The author is led earnestly to entreat that the writer of this
very paper would examine the “statistics”
of the American internal slave-trade; that he would look over the exchange
files of some newspaper, and for a month or two, endeavour to keep some inventory
of the number of human beings, with hearts, hopes, and affections like his
own, who are constantly subjected to all the uncertainties and mutations of
property relation. The writer is sure that he could not do it long without
a generous desire being excited in his bosom to become, not an apologist for,
but a reformer of, these institutions of his country.
These papers of South Carolina are not exceptional ones; they may be matched
by hundreds of papers from any other State.
Let the reader now stop one minute, and look over again these two weeks'
advertisements. This is not novel-writing— this
is fact. See these human beings tumbled promiscuously out before the public
with horses, mules, second-hand buggies, cotton-seed, bedsteads,&c.,
&c.; and Christian ladies, in the same newspaper, saying that they prayerfully
study God's word,
266 and believe their institutions have his
sanction! Does he suppose that here, in these two weeks, there have been no
scenes of suffering?—Imagine the distress of these families—the
nights of anxiety of these mothers and children, wives, and husbands, when
these sales are about to take place! Imagine the scenes of the sales! A young
lady, a friend of the writer, who spent a winter in Carolina, described to
her the sale of a woman and her children. When the little girl, seven years
of age, was put on the block, she fell into spasms with fear and excitement.
She was taken off—recovered and put back—the spasms came back —three
times the experiment was tried, and at last the sale of the child was deferred!
See also the following, from Dr. Elwood Harvey, editor of a western paper,
to the Pennsylvania Freeman, Dec. 25, 1846:—
We attended a sale of land and other property, near Petersburg, Virginia,
and unexpectedly saw slaves sold at public auction. The slaves were told they
would not be sold, and were collected in front of the quarters, gazing on
the assembled multitude. The land being sold, the auctioneer's loud voice
was heard, “Bring up the niggers!” A shade of astonishment and
affright passed over their faces, as they stared first at each other, and
then at the crowd of purchasers, whose attention was now directed to them.
When the horrible truth was revealed to their minds that they were to be sold,
and nearest relations and friends parted for ever, the effect was indescribably
agonizing. Women snatched up their babes, and ran screaming into the huts.
Children hid behind the huts and trees, and the men stood in mute despair.
The auctioneer stood on the portico of the house, and the “men and boys”
were ranging in the yard for inspection. It was announced that no warranty
of soundness was given, and purchasers must examine
for themselves. A few old men were sold at prices from thirteen to twenty-five
dollars, and it was painful to see old men, bowed with years of toil and suffering,
stand up to be the jest of brutal tyrants and to hear them tell their disease
and worthlessness, fearing that they would be bought by traders for the Southern
market.
A white boy, about fifteen years old, was placed on the stand. His hair
was brown and straight, his skin exactly the same hue as other white persons,
and no discernible trace of negro features in his countenance.
Some vulgar jests were passed on his colour, and two hundred dollars were
bid for him; but the audience said “that it was not enough to begin
on for such a likely young nigger.” Several remarked that they “would
not have him as a gift.” Some said a white nigger was more trouble than
he was worth. One man said it was wrong to sell white
people. I asked him if it was more wrong than to sell black people. He made
no reply. Before he was sold, his mother rushed from the house upon the portico,
crying, in frantic grief, “My son! Oh, my boy! They will take away my
dear—.” Here her voice was lost, as she was rudely pushed back,
and the door closed. The sale was not for a moment interrupted, and none of
the crowd appeared to be in the least affected by the scene. The poor boy,
afraid to cry before so many strangers, who showed no signs of sympathy or
pity, trembled, and wiped the tears from his cheeks with his sleeves. He was
sold for about two hundred and fifty dollars. During the sale, the quarters
267 resounded with cries and lamentations that made my heart ache.
A woman was next called by name. She gave her infant one wild embrace before
leaving it with an old woman, and hastened mechanically to obey the call;
but stopped, threw her arms aloft, screamed, and was unable to move.
One of my companions touched my shoulder and said, “Come, let us
leave here; I can bear no more.” We left the ground. The man who drove
our carriage from Petersburg had two sons who belonged to the estate—small
boys. He obtained a promise that they should not be sold. He was asked if
they were his only children; he answered, “All that's left of eight.”
Three others had been sold to the South, and he would never see or hear from
them again.
As Northern people do not see such things, they should hear of them often
enough to keep them awake to the sufferings of the victims of their indifference.
Such are the common incidents, not the admitted cruelties, of an institution which people have brought themselves
to feel is in accordance with God's word!
Suppose it be conceded now that “the family relation is protected, as far as possible.” The question still arises, How far is it possible? Advertisements of sales to the
number of those we have quoted, more or less, appear from week to week in
the same papers, in the same neighbourhood; and professional traders make
it their business to attend them, and buy up victims. Now, if the inhabitants
of a given neighbourhood charge themselves with the care to see that no families
are separated in this whirl of auctioneering, one would fancy that they could
have very little else to do. It is a fact, and a most
honourable one to our common human nature, that the distress and anguish of
these poor helpless creatures does often raise up for them friends among the
generous-hearted. Southern men often go to the extent of their means, and
beyond their means, to arrest the cruel operations of trade, and relieve cases
of individual distress. There are men at the South who could tell, if they
would, how, when they have spent the last dollar that they thought they could
afford on one week, they have been importuned by precisely such a case the
next, and been unable to meet it. There are masters at the South who could
tell, if they would, how they have stood and bid against a trader, to redeem
some poor slave of their own, till the bidding was perfectly ruinous, and
they have been obliged to give up by sheer necessity. Good-natured auctioneers
know very well how they have often been entreated to connive at keeping a
poor fellow out of the trader's clutches; and how sometimes they succeed,
and sometimes they do not.
The very struggle and effort which generous Southern men make to stop the
regular course of trade only shows them the
268 hopelessness of
the effort. We fully concede that many of them do as much or more than any
of us would do under similar circumstances; and yet they
know that what they do amounts, after all, to the merest trifle.
But let us still further reason upon the testimony of advertisements. What
is to be understood by the following, of the Memphis Eagle
and Inquirer, Saturday, Nov. 13, 1852? Under the editorial motto, ”Liberty and Union, now and for ever,” come the following
illustrations:—
No. I. SEVENTY-FIVE NEGROES.
I have just received from the East 75 assorted A No. 1 negroes. Call soon,
if you want to get the first choice.
BENJ. LITTLE.
No. II. CASH FOR NEGROES.
I will pay as high cash prices for a few likely young negroes as any trader
in this city. Also, will receive and sell on commission at Byrd Hill's old
stand, on Adams-street, Memphis.
BENJ. LITTLE.
No. III. FIVE HUNDRED NEGROES WANTED.
We will pay the highest cash price for all good negroes offered. We invite
all those having negroes for sale to call on us at our mart, opposite the
lower steam-boat landing. We will also have a large lot of Virginia negroes
for sale in the fall. We have as safe a jail as any in the country, where
we can keep negroes safe for those that wish them kept.
BOLTON, DICKINS, & CO.
Under the head of Advertisement No. 1, let us humbly inquire what “assorted A No. 1 Negroes”
means. Is it likely that it means negroes sold in families? What is meant
by the invitation, “Call soon if you want to get
the first choice?”
So much for Advertisement No. 1. Let us now propound a few questions to
the initiated on No. 2. What does Mr. Benjamin Little mean by saying that
he “will pay as high a cash price for a few likely
young negroes as any trader in the city?” Do families commonly consist exclusively of “likely
young negroes?”
On the third advertisement we are also desirous of some information. Messrs. BOLTON, DICKINS, & CO. state that they expect to
receive a large lot of Virginian negroes in the fall.
Unfortunate Messrs. Bolton, Dickins, & Co.! Do you suppose that Virginia
families will sell their negroes? Have you
269 read Mr. J. Thornton
Randolph's last novel, and have you not learned that old Virginia families never sell to traders? and, more than that, that they always club together and buy up the negroes that are for
sale in their neighbourhood, and the traders when they appear on the ground
are hustled off with very little ceremony? One would really think that you
had got your impressions on the subject from “Uncle Tom's Cabin.”
For we are told that all who derive their views of slavery from this book
“regard the families of slaves as utterly unsettled and vagrant.”*
But before we recover from our astonishment on reading this, we take up
the Natchez (Mississippi) Courier of Nov. 20th, 1852, and there read:
NEGROES.
The undersigned would respectfully state to the public that he has leased
the stand in the Forks of the Road, near Natchez, for a term of years, and
that he intends to keep a large lot of NEGROES on hand during the year. He
will sell as low or lower than any other trader at this place or in New Orleans.
He has just arrived from Virginia with a very likely lot of Field Men and
Women; also, House Servants, three Cooks, and a Carpenter. Call and see.
A fine Buggy Horse, a Saddle Horse, and a Carryall, on hand, and for sale.
THOMAS G. JAMES.
Natchez, Sept. 28, 1852.
Where in the world did this lucky Mr. THOS. G. JAMES get this likely Virginia “assortment?” Probably in some
county which Mr. Thornton Randolph never visited. And had no families been
separated to form the assortment? We hear of a lot of field men and women.
Where are their children? We hear of a lot of house-servants—of “three
cooks,” and “one carpenter,” as well as a “fine buggy
horse.” Had these unfortunate cooks and carpenters no relations? Did
no sad natural tears stream down their dark cheeks when they were being “assorted”
for the Natchez market? Does no mournful heart among them yearn to the song
of
Oh, carry me back to old Virginny?
Still further, we see in the same paper the following:
SLAVES! SLAVES! SLAVES!
FRESH ARRIVALS WEEKLY.—Having established
ourselves at the Forks of the Road, near Natchez, for a term of years, we
have now on hand, and intend to keep
270 throughout the entire year,
a large and well-selected stock of Negroes, consisting of field-hands, house-servants,
mechanics, cooks, seamstresses, washers, ironers,&c., which we can and
will sell as low or lower than any other house here or in New Orleans.
Persons wishing to purchase would do well to call on us before making purchases
elsewhere, as our regular arrivals will keep us supplied with a good and general
assortment. Our terms are liberal. Give us a call.
GRIFFIN & PULLAM.
Natchez, Oct. 15, 1852.—6m. “Free Trader
and Concordia Intelligencer” copy as above.
Indeed! Messrs. Griffin and Pullam, it seems, are equally fortunate! They
are having fresh supplies weekly, and are going to keep a large, well-selected
stock constantly on hand, to wit, “field-hands, house-servants, mechanics,
cooks, seamstresses, washers, ironers, &c.”
Let us respectfully inquire what is the process by which a trader acquires
a well-selected stock. He goes to Virginia to select.
He has had orders, say, for one dozen cooks, for half a dozen carpenters,
for so many house-servants,&c.&c. Each one of these individuals
have their own ties; besides being cooks, carpenters, and house-servants,
they are also fathers, mothers, husbands, wives; but what of that? They must
be selected—it is an assortment that is wanted. The gentleman who has ordered a cook does not, of course,
want her five children; and the planter who has ordered a carpenter does not
want the cook, his wife. A carpenter is an expensive article, at any rate,
as they cost from a thousand to fifteen hundred dollars; and a man who has
to pay out this sum for him cannot always afford himself the luxury of indulging
his humanity; and as to the children, they must be left in the slave-raising
State. For when the ready-raised article is imported weekly into Natchez or New Orleans, is it likely that the inhabitants will
encumber themselves with the labour of raising children? No; there must be
division of labour in all well ordered business. The Northern slave States
raise the article, and the Southern ones consume it.
The extracts have been taken from the papers of the more Southern States.
If, now, the reader has any curiosity to explore the selecting process in the Northern States, the daily prints will further enlighten
him. In the Daily Virginian of November 19th, 1852,
Mr. J. B. McLendon thus announces to the Old Dominion that he has settled
himself down to attend to the selecting process:
271
NEGROES WANTED.
The subscriber, having located in Lynchburg, is giving the highest cash
prices for negroes between the ages of 10 and 30 years. Those having negroes
for sale may find it to their interest to call on him at the Washington Hotel,
Lynchburg, or address him by letter.
All communications will receive prompt attention.
Nov. 5.—dly. J. B.
MC LENDON.
Mr. McLendon distinctly announces that he is not going to take any children
under ten of years age, nor any grown people over thirty. Likely young negroes are what he is after:— families, of course, never
separated!
Again, in the same paper, Mr. Seth Woodroof is desirous of keeping up the
recollection in the community that he also is in the market, as it would appear
he has been some time past. He, likewise, wants negroes between ten and thirty
years of age; but his views turn rather on mechanics, blacksmiths, and carpenters—witness
his hand:
NEGROES WANTED.
The subscriber continues in market for Negroes, of both sexes, between
the ages of 10 and 30 years, including Mechanics, such as Blacksmiths, Carpenters,
and will pay the highest market prices in cash. His office is a newly-erected
brick building on 1st or Lynch-street, immediately in rear of the Farmers'
Bank, where he is prepared (having erected buildings with that view) to board
negroes sent to Lynchburg for sale, or otherwise, on as moderate terms, and
keep them as secure, as if they were placed in the jail of the Corporation.
Aug. 26. SETH WOODROOF.
There is no manner of doubt that this Mr. Seth Woodroof is a gentleman
of humanity, and wishes to avoid the separation of families as much as possible. Doubtless he ardently wishes that all his blacksmiths
and carpenters would be considerate, and never have any children under ten
years of age; but, if the thoughtless dogs have got them, what's a humane
man to do? He has to fill out Mr. This, That, and the Other's order —that's
a clear case; and therefore John and Sam must take their last look at their
babies, as Uncle Tom did of his when he stood by the rough trundle bed and
dropped into it great, useless tears.
Nay, my friends, don't curse poor Mr. Seth Woodroof, because he does the
horrible, loathsome work of tearing up the living human heart, to make twine
and shoe-strings for you! It's disagreeable business enough, he will tell
you, sometimes; and, if you must have him to do it for you,
272 treat him civilly, and don't pretend that you are any better than he.
But the good trade is not confined to the Old Dominion, by any means. See
the following extract from a Tennessee paper, the Nashville
Gazette, November 23rd, 1852, where Mr. A. A. McLean, general agent in
this kind of business, thus makes known his wants and intentions:
WANTED.
I want to purchase immediately twenty-five likely NEGROES—male and
female—between the ages of 15 and 25 years; for which I will pay the
highest price in cash.
A. A. MC LEAN, General Agent, Cherry
Street.
Nov. 9.
Mr. McLean, it seems, only wants those between the ages of fifteen and
twenty-five. This advertisement is twice repeated in the same paper, from
which fact we may conjecture that the gentleman is very much in earnest in
his wants, and entertains rather confident expectations that somebody will
be willing to sell. Further, the same gentleman states another want.
WANTED.
I want to purchase, immediately, a Negro man, Carpenter, and will give
a good price.
Sept. 29. A. A. MC LEAN,
Gen'l Agent.
Mr. McLean does not advertise for his wife and children, or where this
same carpenter is to be sent—whether to the New Orleans market, or up
the Red River, or off to some far bayou of the Mississippi, never to look
upon wife or child again. But, again, Mr. McLean in the same paper tells us
of another want:
WANTED IMMEDIATELY.
A Wet Nurse. Any price will be given for one of good character, constitution,
&c. Apply to
A. A. MC LEAN, Gen'l Agent.
And what is to be done with the baby of this wet nurse? Perhaps, at the
moment that Mr. McLean is advertising for her, she is hushing the little thing
in her bosom, and thinking, as many another mother has done, that it is about
the brightest, prettiest little baby that ever was born; for, singularly enough,
even black mothers do fall into this delusion sometimes. No matter for all
this—she is wanted for a wet nurse! Aunt Prue can take her baby, and raise it on corn-cake, and what not. Off with her to Mr.
McLean!
See, also, the following advertisement of the good State of
273 Alabama, which shows how the trade is thriving there. Mr. S. N. Brown, in
the Advertiser and Gazette,
Montgomery, Alabama, holds forth as follows:
NEGROES FOR SALE.
S. N. BROWN takes this method of informing his
old patrons, and others waiting to purchase Slaves, that he has now on hand,
of his own selection and purchasing, a lot of likely young Negroes, consisting of Men, Boys, and Women, Field Hands, and superior
House Servants, which he offers and will sell as low as the times will warrant.
Office on Market-street, above the Montgomery Hall, at Lindsay's Old Stand,
where he intends to keep slaves for sale on his own account, and not on commission;
therefore thinks he can give satisfaction to those who patronized him.
Montgomery, Ala., Sept. 13, 1852. twtf (J.)
Where were these boys and girls of Mr. Brown selected? let us ask. How did their fathers and mothers feel when they were “selected?” Emmeline was taken out of one family,
and George out of another. The judicious trader has travelled through wide
regions of country, leaving in his track wailing and anguish. A little incident,
which has recently been the rounds of the papers, may perhaps illustrate some
of the scenes he has occasioned:
INCIDENT OF SLAVERY.
A negro woman belonging to Geo. M. Garrison, of Polk Co., killed four of
her children, by cutting their throats while they were asleep, on Thursday
night, the 2nd instant, and then put an end to her own existence by cutting
her throat. Her master knows of no cause for the horrid act, unless it be
that she heard him speak of selling her and two of her children, and keeping
the others.
The uncertainty of the master in this case is edifying. He knows that negroes
cannot be expected to have the feelings of cultivated people; and yet, here
is a case where the creature really acts unaccountably, and he can't think
of any cause except that he was going to sell her from her children.
But, compose yourself, dear reader; there was no great harm done. These
were all poor people's children, and some of them,
though not all, were black; and that makes all the difference in the world,
you know!
But Mr. Brown is not alone in Montgomery. Mr. J. W. Lindsey wishes to remind
the people of his depot.
ONE HUNDRED NEGROES FOR SALE,
At my depot, on Commerce-street, immediately between the Exchange Hotel
and F. M. Gilmer, Jr.'s Warehouse, where I will be receiving, from time to
time, large lots of Negroes during the season, and will sell on as accommodating
terms as any house in this city. I would respectfully request my old customers
and friends to call and examine my stock.
Montgomery, Nov. 2, 1852. JNO. W. LINDSEY.
274
Mr. Lindsey is going to be receiving, from time to time, all the season,
and will sell as cheap as anybody; so there's no fear of the supply falling
off. And, lo! in the same paper, Messrs. Sanders & Foster press their
claims also on the public notice.
NEGROES FOR SALE.
The undersigned have bought out the well-known establishment of Eckles
and Brown, where they have now on hand a large lot of likely young Negroes,
to wit: Men, Women, Boys and Girls, good field-hands. Also, several good House
Servants and Mechanics of all kinds. The Subscribers intend to keep constantly
on hand a large assortment of Negroes, comprising every description. Persons
wishing to purchase will find it much to their interest to call and examine
previous to buying elsewhere.
April 13. SANDERS & FOSTER.
Messrs. Sanders & Foster are going to have an assortment also. All their negroes are to be young and likely; the trashy old fathers
and mothers are all thrown aside like a heap of pigweed, after one has been
weeding a garden.
Query: Are these Messrs. Sanders & Foster, and J. W. Lindsey, and S.
N. Brown, and McLean, and Woodroof, and McLendon, all members of the church,
in good and regular standing? Does the question shock you? Why so? Why should
they not be? The Rev. Dr. Smylie, of Mississippi, in a document endorsed by
two Presbyteries, says distinctly that the Bible gives a right to buy and
sell slaves.*
If the Bible guarantees this right, and sanctions this trade, why should
it shock you to see the slave-trader at the communion-table? Do you feel that
there is blood on his hands— the blood of human hearts, which he has
torn asunder? Do you shudder when he touches the communion-bread, and when
he drinks the cup which “whosoever drinketh unworthily drinketh damnation
to himself?” But who makes the trade? Do not you? Do you think that
the trader's profession is a healthy one for the soul? Do you think the scenes
with which he must be familiar, and the deeds he must do, in order to keep
up an assortment of negroes for your convenience,
are such things as Jesus Christ approves? Do you think they tend to promote
his growth in grace, and to secure his soul's salvation? Or is it
275 so important for you to have assorted negroes that
the traders must not only be turned out of good society in this life, but
run the risk of going to hell for ever, for your accommodation?
But let us search the Southern papers, and see if we cannot find some evidence
of that humanity which avoids the separation of families, as far as possible. In the Argus, published at
Weston, Missouri, Nov. 5, 1852, see the following:
A NEGRO FOR SALE.
I wish to sell a black girl, about 24 years old, a good cook and washer,
handy with a needle, can spin and weave. I wish to sell her in the neighbourhood
of Camden Point; if not sold there in a short time, I will hunt the best market;
or I will trade her for two small ones, a boy and girl.
M. DOYAL.
Considerate Mr. Doyal! He is opposed to the separation of families, and,
therefore, wishes to sell this woman in the neighbourhood of Camden Point,
where her family ties are—perhaps her husband and children, her brothers
or sisters. He will not separate her from her family if it is possible to
avoid it; that is to say, if he can get as much for her without; but, if he
can't, he will “hunt the best market.”
What more would you have of Mr. Doyal?
How speeds the blessed trade in the State of Maryland?— Let us take
the Baltimore Sun of Nov. 23, 1852.
Mr. J. S. Donovan thus advertises the Christian public of the accommodations
of his jail:
CASH FOR NEGROES.
The undersigned continues, at his old stand, No. 13, CAMDEN ST., to pay the highest price for NEGROES.
Persons bringing Negroes by railroad or steamboat will find it very convenient
to secure their Negroes, as my Jail is adjoining the Railroad Depot and near
the Steamboat Landings. Negroes received for safe keeping.
J. S. DONOVAN.
Messrs. B. M. and W. L. Campbell, in the respectable old stand of Slatter,
advertise as follows:—
SLAVES WANTED.
We are at all times purchasing SLAVES, paying the
highest cash prices. Persons wishing to sell will
please call at 242, Pratt St. (Slatter's old stand.)
Communications attended to.
B. M. & W. L. CAMPBELL.
In another column, however, Mr. John Denning has his season advertisement,
in terms which border on the sublime:
FIVE THOUSAND NEGROES WANTED.
I will pay the highest prices, in cash, for 5000 NEGROES, with good titles, slaves for life or for a term of years, in large
or small families, or single negroes. I will
276 also purchase
negroes restricted to remain in the State, that sustain good characters. Families
never separated. Persons having Slaves for sale will please call and see me,
as I am always in the market with the cash. Communications promptly attended
to, and liberal commissions paid, by JOHN N. DENNING, No. 18, S. Frederick-street, between Baltimore and Second streets,
Baltimore, Maryland. Trees in front of the house.
Mr. John Denning, also, is a man of humanity. He never separates families.
Don't you see it in his advertisement? If a man offers him a wife without
her husband, Mr. John Denning won't buy her. Oh, no! His five thousand are
all unbroken families; he never takes any other; and he transports them whole
and entire. This is a comfort to reflect upon, certainly.
See, also, the Democrat, published in Cambridge,
Maryland, Dec. 8, 1852. A gentleman thus proclaims to the slaveholders of
Dorchester and adjacent counties that he is again in the market.
NEGROES WANTED.
I wish to inform the slaveholders of Dorchester and the adjacent counties
that I am again in the Market. Persons having negroes that are slaves for
life to dispose of will find it to their interest to see me before they sell,
as I am determined to pay the highest prices in cash that the Southern market
will justify. I can be found at A. Hall's Hotel in Easton, where I will remain
until the first day of July next. Communications addressed to me at Easton,
or information given to Wm. Bell in Cambridge, will meet with prompt attention.
WM. HARKER.
Mr. Harker is very accommodating. He keeps himself informed as to the state
of the Southern market, and will give the very highest price that it will
justify. Moreover, he will be on hand till July, and will answer any letters
from the adjoining county on the subject. On one point he ought to be spoken
to. He has not advertised that he does not separate families. It is a mere
matter of taste, to be sure; but then, some well-disposed people like to see
it on a trader's card, thinking it has a more creditable appearance; and,
probably, Mr. Harker, if he reflects a little, will put it in next time. It
takes up very little room, and makes a good appearance.
We are occasionally reminded, by the advertisements for runaways, to how
small an extent it is found possible to avoid the
separation of families; as in the Richmond Whig of
Nov. 5, 1852.
TEN DOLLARS REWARD.
We are requested by Henry P. Davis to offer a reward of 10
dollars for the apprehension of a negro man named HENRY, who ran away from the said Davis'
277 farm near Petersburg,
on Thursday, the 27th October. Said slave came from near Lynchburg, Va., purchased
of—Cock, and has a wife in Halifax county, Va. He has recently been
employed on the South Side Railroad. He may be in the neighbourhood of his
wife.
PULLIAM & DAVIS, Aucts., Richmond.
It seems to strike the advertiser as possible that
Henry may be in the neighbourhood of his wife. We should not at all wonder
if he were.
The reader by this time is in possession of some of those statistics of
which the South Carolinian speaks when he says:—
We feel confident, if statistics could be had to throw light upon the subject,
we should find that there is less separation of families among the negroes
than occurs with almost any other class of persons.
In order to give some little further idea of the extent to which this kind
of property is continually changing hands, see the following calculation,
which has been made from sixty-four Southern newspapers, taken very much at
random. The papers were all published in the last two weeks of the month of
November, 1852.
The negroes are advertised sometimes by name, sometimes in definite numbers,
and sometimes in “lots,” “assortments,” and other
indefinite terms. We present the result of this estimate, far as it must fall
from a fair representation of the facts, in a tabular form.
Here is recorded, in only eleven papers, the sale
of eight hundred and forty-nine slaves in two weeks
in Virginia; the State where Mr. J. Thornton Randolph describes such an event
as a separation of families being a thing that “we read of in novels sometimes.”
States where Published. |
Number of Papers consulted. |
Number of Negroes advertised. |
Number of lots. |
Number of Runaways described. |
Virginia |
11 |
849 |
7 |
15 |
Kentucky |
5 |
238 |
1 |
7 |
Tennessee |
8 |
385 |
4 |
17 |
S. Carolina |
12 |
852 |
2 |
7 |
Georgia |
6 |
98 |
2 |
... |
Alabama |
10 |
549 |
5 |
5 |
Mississippi |
8 |
669 |
5 |
6 |
Lousiana |
4 |
460 |
4 |
35 |
|
64 |
4,100 |
30 |
92 |
In South Carolina, where the writer in Fraser's Magazine dates from, we have during these same two weeks a sale of eight
278 hundred and fifty-two recorded by one dozen papers. Verily, we must
apply to the newspapers of his State the same language which he applies to
“Uncle Tom's Cabin:” “Were our views of the system of slavery
to be derived from these papers, we should regard
the families of slaves as utterly unsettled and vagrant.”
The total, in sixty-four papers, in different States,
for only two weeks, is four thousand one hundred, besides ninety-two lots, as they are called.
And, now, who is he who compares the hopeless, returnless separation of
the negro from his family, to the voluntary separation of the freeman, whom
necessary business interest takes for a while from the bosom of his family?
Is not the lot of the slave bitter enough without this last of mockeries and
worst of insults? Well may they say in their anguish, “Our soul is exceedingly
filled with the scorning of them that are at ease, and with the contempt of
the proud!”
From the poor negro, exposed to bitterest separation, the law jealously
takes away the power of writing. For him the gulf of separation yawns black
and hopeless, with no redeeming signal. Ignorant of geography, he knows not
whither he is going, or where he is, or how to direct a letter. To all intents
and purposes it is a separation hopeless as that of death, and as final.
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The Key to Uncle Tom's Cabin Harriet Beecher Stowe Boston: Jewett, 1854
CHAPTER IV.
THE SLAVE-TRADE.
WHAT is it that constitutes the vital force
of the institution of slavery in this country? Slavery being an unnatural
and unhealthful condition of society, being a most wasteful and impoverishing
mode of cultivating the soil, would speedily run itself out in a community,
and become so unprofitable as to fall into disuse, were it not kept alive
by some unnatural process.
What has that process been in America? Why has that healing course of nature
which cured this awful wound in all the Northern States stopped short on Mason
and Dixon's line? In Delaware, Maryland, Virginia, and Kentucky, slave labour
long ago impoverished the soil almost beyond recovery, and became entirely
unprofitable. In all these States it is well known that the question of emancipation
has been urgently presented. It has been discussed in legislatures, and Southern
men have poured forth on the institution of slavery such anathemas as only
Southern men can pour forth. All that has ever been said of it at the North
has been said in fourfold thunders in these Southern discussions. The State
of Kentucky once came within one vote, in her legislature, of taking measures
for gradual emancipation. The State of Virginia has come almost equally near;
and Maryland has long been waiting at the door. There was a time when no one
doubted that all these States would soon be free States; and what is now the
reason that they are not? Why are these discussions now silenced, and why
does this noble determination now retrograde? The answer is in a word. It
is the extension of slave territory, the opening of a great Southern slave-market,
and the organisation of a great internal slave-trade, that has arrested the
progress of emancipation.
While these States were beginning to look upon the slave as one who might
possibly yet become a man, while they meditated giving to him and his wife
and children the inestimable blessings of liberty, this great Southern slave-mart
was opened. It began by the addition of Missouri as slave territory, and the
votes of two Northern men were those which decided this great question.
280 Then, by the assent and concurrence of Northern men, came in all
the immense acquisition of slave territory which now opens so boundless a
market to tempt the avarice and cupidity of the Northern slave-raising States.
This acquisition of territory has deferred perhaps for indefinite ages
the emancipation of a race. It has condemned to sorrow and heart-breaking
separation, to groans and wailings, hundreds of thousands of slave families;
it has built, through all the Southern States, slave warehouses, with all
their ghastly furnishings of gags, and thumb-screws, and cowhides; it has
organised unnumbered slave-coffles, clanking their chains and filing in mournful
march through this land of liberty.
This accession of slave territory hardened the heart of the master. It
changed what was before, in comparison, a kindly relation, into the most horrible
and inhuman of trades.
The planter whose slaves had grown up around him, and whom he had learned
to look upon almost as men and women, saw on every sable forehead now nothing
but its market value. This man was a thousand dollars, and this eight hundred.
The black baby in its mother's arms was a hundred-dollar bill, and nothing
more. All those nobler traits of mind and heart which should have made the
slave a brother, became only so many stamps on his merchandise. Is the slave
intelligent?—Good! that raises his price two hundred dollars. Is he
conscientious and faithful? Good! stamp it down in his certificate; it's worth
two hundred dollars more. Is he religious? Does that Holy Spirit of God, whose
name we mention with reverence and fear, make that despised form His temple?—Let
that also be put down in the estimate of his market value, and the gift of
the Holy Ghost shall be sold for money. Is he a minister of God?—Nevertheless,
he has his price in the market. From the church and from the communion-table
the Christian brother and sister are taken to make up the slave-coffle. And
woman, with her tenderness, her gentleness, her beauty—woman, to whom
mixed blood of the black and the white have given graces perilous for a slave—what
is her accursed lot in this dreadful commerce? The next few chapters will
disclose facts on this subject which ought to wring the heart of every Christian
mother, if, indeed, she be worthy of that holiest name.
But we will not deal in assertions merely. We have stated the thing to
be proved; let us show the facts which prove it.
The existence of this fearful traffic is known to many, the particulars
and dreadful extent of it realised but by few.
Let us enter a little more particularly on them. The slave-
281 exporting States are Maryland, Virginia, Kentucky, North Carolina, Tennessee,
and Missouri. These are slave-raising States, and the others are slave-consuming
States. We have shown, in the preceding chapters, the kind of advertisements
which are usual in those States; but as we wish to produce on the minds of
our readers something of the impression which has been produced on our own
mind by their multiplicity and abundance, we shall add a few more here. For
the State of VIRGINIA, see all the following:
Kanawha Republican, Oct. 20, 1852, Charleston,
Va. At the head—Liberty, with a banner, “Drapeau
sans Tache.”
CASH FOR NEGROES.
The subscriber wishes to purchase a few young NEGROES, from 12 to 25 years
of age, for which the highest market price will be paid in cash. A few lines
addressed to him through the Post Office, Kanawha C. H., or a personal application,
will be promptly attended to.
Oct. 20, '53.—3t. JAS. L. FICKLIN.
Alexandria Gazette, Oct. 28:
CASH FOR NEGROES.
I wish to purchase immediately, for the South, any number of NEGROES from
10 to 30 years of age, for which I will pay the very highest cash price. All
communications promptly attended to.
West End, Alexandria, Va., Oct. 26.—tf. JOSEPH BRUIN.
Lynchburg Virginian, Nov. 18:
NEGROES WANTED.
The subscriber, having located in Lynchburg, is giving the highest cash
prices for negroes, between the ages of 10 and 30 years. Those having negroes
for sale may find it to their interest to call on him at the Washington Hotel,
Lynchburg, or address him by letter.
All communications will receive prompt attention.
J. B. MC LENDON.
Nov. 5.—dly.
Rockingham, Register, Nov. 13:
CASH FOR NEGROES.
I wish to purchase a number of NEGROES of both sexes and all ages, for
the Southern market, for which I will pay the highest cash prices. Letters
addressed to me at Winchester, Virginia, will be promptly attended to.
H. J. MC DANIEL, Agent for Wm.
Crow.
Nov. 24, 1846.—tf.
282
Richmond Whig, Nov. 16:
PULLIAM AND DAVIS, AUCTIONEERS FOR THE SALE OF
NEGROES.
D. M. PULLIAM. HECTOR DAVIS.
The subscribers continue to sell Negroes, at their office, on Wall-street.
From their experience in the business they can safely insure the highest prices
for all negroes intrusted to their care. They will make sales of negroes in
estates, and would say to Commissioners, Executors, and Administrators, that
they will make their sales on favourable terms. They are prepared to board
and lodge negroes comfortably at 25 cents. per day.
NOTICE—CASH FOR SLAVES.
Those who wish to sell slaves in Buckingham and the adjacent counties in
Virginia, by application to ANDERSON D. ABRAHAM,
Sr., or his son, ANDERSON D. ABRAHAM, Jr., they
will find sale, at the highest cash prices, for one hundred and fifty to two
hundred slaves. One or the other of the above parties will be found, for the
next eight months, at their residence in the aforesaid county and State. Address ANDERSON D. ABRAHAM, Sr., Maysville Post Office, White
Oak Grove, Buckingham County, Va.
Winchester Republican, June 29, 1852:
NEGROES WANTED.
The subscriber, having located himself in Winchester, Va., wishes to purchase
a large number of SLAVES of both sexes, for which he will give the highest
price in cash. Persons wishing to dispose of Slaves will find it to their
advantage to give him a call before selling.
All communications addressed to him at the Taylor Hotel, Winchester, Va.,
will meet with prompt attention.
ELIJAH MC DOWEL, Agent for B. M.
and Wm. L. Campbell, Of Baltimore.
Dec. 27, 1851.—1y.
For MARYLAND.
Port Tobacco Times, October, 1852:
SLAVES WANTED.
The subscriber is permanently located at MIDDLEVILLE, Charles County (immediately on the road from Port Tobacco to Allen's
Fresh), where he will be pleased to buy any SLAVES
that are for sale. The extreme value will be given at all times, and liberal
commissions paid for information leading to a purchase. Apply personally,
or by letter addressed to Allen's Fresh, Charles County.
JOHN G. CAMPBELL.
Middleville, April 14, 1852.
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Cambridge (Md.) Democrat,
October 27., 1852:
NEGROES WANTED.
I wish to inform the slaveholders of Dorchester and the adjacent counties
that I am again in the market. Persons having negroes that are slaves for
life to dispose of will find it to their interest to see me before they sell,
as I am determined to pay the highest price in cash that the Southern market
will justify. I can be found at A. HALL'S Hotel,
in Easton, where I will remain until the first day of July next. Communications
addressed to me at Easton, or information given to Wm. Bell, in Cambridge,
will meet with prompt attention.
I will be at John Bradshaw's Hotel, in Cambridge, every Monday.
Oct. 6, 1852.—3m. WM. HARKER.
The Westminster Carroltonian, October 22, 1852:
TWENTY-FIVE NEGROES WANTED.
The undersigned wishes to purchase 25 LIKELY YOUNG NEGROES, for which the
highest cash prices will be paid. All communications addressed to me in Baltimore
will be punctually attended to.
Jan. 2.—tf. LEWIS WINTERS.
For TENNESSEE the following:—
Nashville True Whig, October 20, '52:
FOR SALE.
21 likely Negroes, of different ages.
Oct. 6. A. A. MC LEAN,
Gen. Agent.
WANTED.
I want to purchase, immediately, a Negro man, Carpenter, and will give
a good price.
Oct. 6. A. A. MC LEAN,
Gen. Agent.
Nashville Gazette, October 22:
FOR SALE.
SEVERAL likely girls from 10 to 18 years old, a woman 24, a very valuable
woman 25 years old, with three very likely children.
Oct. 16, 1852. WILLIAMS &
GLOVER, A. B. U.
WANTED.
I want to purchase Twenty-five LIKELY NEGROES, between the ages of 18 and
25 years, male and female, for which I will pay the highest price in CASH.
Oct. 20. A. A. MC LEAN,
Cherry-street.
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The Memphis Daily Eagle and Enquirer:
FIVE HUNDRED NEGROES WANTED.
We will pay the highest cash price for all good negroes offered. We invite
all those having negroes for sale to call on us at our mart, opposite the
lower steam-boat landing. We will also have a large lot of Virginia negroes
for sale in the fall. We have as safe a jail as any in the country, where
we can keep negroes safe for those that wish them kept.
je 13—d & w. BOLTON, DICKINS &
Co.
LAND AND NEGROES FOR SALE.
A good bargain will be given in about 400 acres of Land; 200 acres are
in a fine state of cultivation, fronting the railroad about ten miles from
Memphis. Together with 18 or 20 likely negroes, consisting of men, women,
boys, and girls. Good time will be given on a portion of the purchase money.
Oct. 18.—1m. J. M.
PROVINE.
Clarksville Chronicle, December 3, 1852:
NEGROES WANTED.
We wish to hire 25 good steam-boat hands for the New Orleans and Louisville
trade. We will pay very full prices for the season, commencing about the 15th
November.
MC CLURE & CROZIER, Agents.
S. B. Bellpoor.
Sept. 10, 1852.—1m.
MISSOURI.
The Daily St. Louis Times, October 14, 1852:
REUBEN BARTLETT,
On Chesnut, between Sixth and Seventh streets, near the city jail, will
pay the highest price in cash for all good negroes offered. There are also
other buyers to be found in the office very anxious to purchase, who will
pay the highest prices given in cash.
Negroes boarded at the lowest rates.
jy 15—6m.
NEGROES.
BLAKELY and McAFEE having dissolved copartnership by mutual consent, the
subscriber will at all times pay the highest cash prices for negroes of every
description. Will also attend to the sale of negroes on commission, having
a jail and yard fitted up expressly for boarding them.
Negroes for sale at all times.
3 A. B. MC AFEE, 93 Olive-street.
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ONE HUNDRED NEGROES WANTED.
Having just returned from Kentucky, I wish to purchase, as soon as possible,
one hundred likely negroes, consisting of men, women, boys and girls, for
which I will pay at all times from fifty to one hundred dollars on the head
more money than any other trading man in the city of St. Louis, or the State
of Missouri. I can at all times be found at Barnum's City Hotel, St. Louis,
Mo.
je 12d&wly. JOHN MATTINGLY.
From another St. Louis paper:—
NEGROES WANTED.
I will pay at all times the highest price in cash for all good negroes
offered. I am buying for the Memphis and Louisiana markets, and can afford
to pay, and will pay, as high as any trading man in this State. All those
having negroes to sell will do well to give me a call at No. 210, corner of
Sixth and Wash streets, St. Louis, Mo.
THOS. DICKINS, of the firm of Bolton,
Dickins, & Co.
o18—6m*
ONE HUNDRED NEGROES WANTED.
Having just returned from Kentucky, I wish to purchase one hundred likely
negroes, consisting of men and women, boys and girls, for which I will pay
in cash from fifty to one hundred dollars more than any other trading man
in the city of St. Louis or the State of Missouri. I can at all times be found
at Barnum's City Hotel, St. Louis, Mo.
je 14d&wly. JOHN MATTINGLY.
B. M. LYNCH, No. 104, Locust St., St. Louis, Missouri,
Is prepared to pay the highest prices in cash for good and likely negroes,
or will furnish boarding for others, in comfortable quarters and under secure
fastenings. He will also attend to the sale and purchase of negroes on commission.
&w
* Negroes for sale at all times.
We ask you, Christian reader, we beg you to think, what sort of scenes
are going on in Virginia under these advertisements? You see that they are
carefully worded so as to take only the young people; and they are only a
specimen of the standing season advertisements, which are among the most common
things in the Virginia papers. A succeeding chapter will open to the reader
the interior of these slave-prisons, and show him something of the daily incidents
of this kind of trade. Now, let us look at the corresponding advertisements
in the Southern States. The coffles made up in Virginia and other States are
thus announced in the Southern market.
From the Natchez (Mississippi) Free Trader, November 20:—
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NEGROES FOR SALE.
The undersigned have just arrived, direct from Richmond, Va., with a large
and likely lot of Negroes, consisting of Field Hands, House Servants, Seamstresses,
Cooks, Washers and Ironers, a first-rate brick mason, and other mechanics,
which they now offer for sale at the Forks of the Road, near Natchez (Miss.),
on the most accommodating terms.
They will continue to receive fresh supplies from Richmond, Va., during
the season, and will be able to furnish to any order any description of negroes
sold in Richmond.
Persons wishing to purchase would do well to give us a call before purchasing
elsewhere.
Nov. 20—6m. MATTHEWS,
BRANTON, & Co.
TO THE PUBLIC. NEGROES BOUGHT AND SOLD.
ROBERT S. ADAMS & MOSES J. WICKS have this
day associated themselves under the name and style of ADAMS & WICKS, for the purpose of buying and selling Negroes, in
the city of Aberdeen, and elsewhere. They have an agent who has been purchasing
Negroes for them in the Old States for the last two months. One of the firm,
Robert S. Adams, leaves this day for North Carolina and Virginia, and will
buy a large number of negroes for this market. They will keep at their depot
in Aberdeen, during the coming fall and winter, a large lot of choice Negroes,
which they will sell low for cash, or for bills on Mobile.
ROBERT S. ADAMS, MOSES J. WICKS.
Aberdeen, Miss., May 7, 1852.
SLAVES! SLAVES! SLAVES!
FRESH ARRIVALS WEEKLY.—Having established
ourselves at the Forks of the Road, near Natchez, for a term of years, we
have now on hand, and intend to keep throughout the entire year, a large and
well selected stock of Negroes, consisting of field-hands, house-servants,
mechanics, cooks, seamstresses, washers, ironers, &c., which we can sell,
and will sell, as low or lower than any other house here or in New Orleans.
Persons wishing to purchase would do well to call on us before making purchases
elsewhere, as our regular arrivals will keep us supplied with a good and general
assortment. Our terms are liberal. Give us a call.
GRIFFIN & PULLUM.
Natchez, Oct. 16, 1852.—6m
NEGROES FOR SALE.
I have just returned to my stand, at the Forks of the Road, with fifty
likely young NEGROES for sale.
Sept. 22. R. H. ELAM.
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NOTICE.
The undersigned would respectfully state to the public that he has leased
the stand in the Forks of the Road, near Natchez, for a term of years, and
that he intends to keep a large lot of NEGROES on hand during the year. He
will sell as low or lower than any other trader at this place or in New Orleans.
He has just arrived from Virginia, with a very likely lot of field men
and women and house-servants, three cooks, a carpenter, and a fine buggy horse,
and a saddle-horse and carryall. Call and see.
THOS. G. JAMES.
Daily Orleanian, October 19, 1852:—
W. F. TANNEHILL. No. 159, GRAIER STREET. SLAVES! SLAVES! SLAVES!
Constantly on hand, bought and sold on commission, at most reasonable prices.—Field
hands, cooks, washers and ironers, and general house-servants. City references
given, if required.
Oct. 14.
DEPOT D'ESCLAVES. DE LA NOUVELLE ORLEANS.
No. 68, RUE BARONNE.
WM. F. TANNEHILL & Co. ont constamment en
mains un assortiment complet d'ESCLAVES bien choisis A VENDRE. Aussi, vente et achat d'esclaves par commission.
Nous avons actuellement en mains un grand nombre de NEGRES à louer aux mois, parmi lesquels se trouvent des jeunes
gargons, domestiques de maison, cuisinières, blanchisseuses et repasseuses,
nourices, &c.
references.
Wright, Williams, & Co.
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Williams, Phillips, & Co.
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Moses Greenwood.
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Moon, Titus, & Co.
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S. O. Nelson & Co.
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E. W. Diggs. 3ms.
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New Orleans Daily Crescent, October 21, 1852:—
SLAVES.
JAMES WHITE, No. 73, Baronne-street, New Orleans,
will give strict attention to receiving, boarding, and selling SLAVES consigned
to him. He will also buy and sell on commission. References: Messrs. Robson
& Allen, McRea, Coffman & Co., Pregram, Bryan & Co.
Sept. 23.
NEGROES WANTED.
Fifteen or twenty good Negro Men wanted to go on a Plantation. The best
of wages will be given until the 1st of January, 1853.
Apply to
THOMAS G. MACKEY & Co., 5,
Canal-street, corner of Magazine, up stairs.
Sept. 11.
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From another number of the Mississippi Free Trader
is taken the following:—
NEGROES.
The undersigned would respectfully state to the public that he has a lot
of about forty-five now on hand, having this day received a lot of twenty-five
direct from Virginia, two or three good cooks, a carriage driver, a good house
boy, a fiddler, a fine seamstress, and a likely lot of field men and women;
all of whom he will sell at a small profit. He wishes to close out and go
on to Virginia after a lot for the fall trade. Call and see.
THOMAS G. JAMES.
The slave-raising business of the Northern States has been variously alluded
to and recognised, both in the business statistics of the States, and occasionally
in the speeches of patriotic men, who have justly mourned over it as a degradation
to their country. In 1841 the British and Foreign Anti-Slavery Society addressed
to the executive committee of the American Anti-Slavery Society some inquiries
on the internal American slave-trade.
A laboured investigation was made at the time, the results of which were
published in London; and from that volume are made the following extracts:—
The Virginia Times (a weekly newspaper, published
at Wheeling, Virginia) estimates, in 1836, the number of slaves exported for
sale from that State alone, during “the twelve months preceding,”
at forty thousand, the aggregate value of whom is computed at twenty-four
millions of dollars.
Allowing for Virginia one-half of the whole exportation during the period
in question, and we have the appalling sum total of eighty thousand slaves
exported in a single year from the breeding States. We cannot decide with
certainty what proportion of the above number was furnished by each of the
breeding States, but Maryland ranks next to Virginia in point of numbers,
North Carolina follows Maryland, Kentucky North Carolina, then Tennessee and
Delaware.
The Natchez (Mississippi) Courier says, that “the States of Louisiana, Mississippi, Alabama, and
Arkansas imported two hundred and fifty thousand slaves from the more Northern
States in the year 1836.”
This seems absolutely incredible, but it probably includes all the slaves
introduced by the immigration of their masters. The following, from the Virginia Times, confirms this supposition. In the same
paragraph, which is referred to under the second query, it is said—
“We have heard intelligent men estimate the number of slaves exported
from Virginia within the last twelve months at a hundred and twenty thousand,
each slave averaging at least six hundred dollars, making an aggregate of
seventy-two million dollars. Of the number of slaves exported not more than one-third have been sold, the others having been carried
by their masters, who have removed.
Assuming one-third to be the proportion of the sold, there are more than
eighty thousand imported for sale into the four States of Louisiana, Mississippi,
Alabama, and Arkansas. Supposing one-half of eighty thousand to be sold into
the other buying States—South Carolina, Georgia, and the territory of
Florida—and we are
289 brought to the conclusion that more
than a hundred and twenty thousand slaves were, for some years previous to
the great pecuniary pressure in 1837, exported from the breeding to the consuming
States.
The Baltimore American gives the following from
a Mississippi paper of 1837:—
“The report made by the Committee of the citizens of Mobile, appointed
at their meeting held on the 1st instant, on the subject of the existing pecuniary
pressure, states, that so large has been the return of slave labour, that
purchases by Alabama of that species of property from other States, since
1833, have amounted to about ten million dollars annually.”
“Dealing in slaves,” says the Baltimore (Maryland) Register, of 1829, “has become
a large business; establishments are made in several places in Maryland and
Virginia, at which they are sold like cattle. These places of deposit are
strongly built, and well supplied with iron thumbscrews and gags, and ornamented
with cowskins and other whips, oftentimes bloody.”
Professor Dew, now President of the University of William and Mary, in
Virginia, in his review of the debate in the Virginia Legislature, in 1831-32,
says (p. 120):—
“A full equivalent being left in the place of the slave (the purchase-money),
this emigration becomes an advantage to the State, and does not check the
black population as much as at first view we might imagine, because it furnishes
every inducement to the master to attend to the negroes, to encourage, breeding,
and to cause the greatest number possible to be raised.” Again, “Virginia
is, in fact, a negro-raising State for the other States.”
Mr. Goode, of Virginia, in his speech before the Virginia Legislature,
in January, 1832, said—
“The superior usefulness of the slaves in the South will constitute
an effectual demand, which will remove them from our limits. We shall send
them from our State, because it will be our interest to do so; but gentlemen
are alarmed lest the markets of other States be closed against the introduction
of our slaves. Sir, the demand for slave labour must increase,” &c.
In the debates of the Virginia Convention, in 1829, Judge Upsher said—
“The value of slaves, as an article of property, depends much on
the state of the market abroad. In this view it is the value of the land abroad;
and not of land here, which furnishes the ratio. Nothing is more fluctuating
than the value of slaves. A late law of Louisiana reduced their value twenty-five
per cent, in two hours after its passage was known. If it should be our lot,
as I trust it will be, to acquire the country of Texas, their price will rise
again.”
Hon. Philip Doddridge, of Virginia, in his speech in the Virginia Convention,
in 1829 (Debates, p. 89), said—
“The acquisition of Texas will greatly enhance the value of the property
in question (Virginia slaves).”
Rev. Dr. Graham, of Fayetteville, North Carolina, at a colonisation meeting
held at that place in the fall of 1837, said—
“There were nearly seven thousand slaves offered in New Orleans market
last winter. From Virginia alone six thousand were annually sent to the South,
and from Virginia and North Carolina there had gone to the South, in the last
twenty years, THREE HUNDRED THOUSAND SLAVES.”
Hon. Henry Clay, of Kentucky, in his speech before the Colonisation Society,
in 1829, says—
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“It is believed that nowhere in the farming portion of the United
States would slave labour be generally employed if the proprietor were not
tempted to raise slaves by the high price of the Southern market, which keeps
it up in his own.”
The New York Journal of Commerce, of October 12th,
1835, contains a letter from a Virginian, whom the editor calls “a very
good and sensible man;” asserting that twenty thousand slaves had been
driven to the South from Virginia that year, but little more than three-fourths
of which had then elapsed.
Mr. Gholson, of Virginia, in his speech in the legislature of that State,
January 18, 1831 (see Richmond Whig), says—
“It has always (perhaps erroneously) been considered, by steady and
old-fashioned people, that the owner of land had a reasonable right to its
annual profits; the owner of orchards to their annual fruits; the owner of
brood mares to their product, and the owner of female slaves to their increase.
We have not the fine-spun intelligence nor legal acumen to discover the technical
distinctions drawn by gentlemen (that is, the distinction between female slaves
and brood mares). The legal maxim of partus sequitur ventrem is coeval with the existence of the right of property itself, and is
founded in wisdom and justice. It is on the justice and inviolability of this
maxim that the master foregoes the service of the female slave, has her nursed
and attended during the period of her gestation, and raises the helpless infant
offspring. The value of the property justifies the expense, and I do not hesitate
to say that in its increase consists much of our wealth.”
Can any comment on the state of public sentiment produced by slavery equal
the simple reading of this extract, if we remember that it was spoken in the
Virginian legislature? One would think the cold cheek of Washington would
redden in its grave for shame, that his native State had sunk so low. That
there were Virginian hearts to feel this disgrace is evident from the following
reply of Mr. Faulkner to Mr. Gholson, in the Virginia House of Delegates,
1832. See Richmond Whig:—
“But he (Mr. Gholson) has laboured to show that the abolition of
slavery would be impolitic, because your slaves constitute the entire wealth
of the State, all the productive capacity Virginia possesses; and, sir, as
things are, I believe he is correct. He says that the slaves constitute the
entire available wealth of Eastern Virginia. Is it true that for two hundred
years the only increase in the wealth and resources of Virginia has been a
remnant of the natural increase of this miserable race? Can it be that on
this increase she places her sole dependence? Until I heard these declarations,
I had not fully conceived the horrible extent of this evil. These gentlemen
state the fact, which the history and present aspect of the commonwealth but
too well sustain. What, sir! have you lived for two hundred years without
personal effort or productive industry, in extravagance and indolence, sustained
alone by the return from the sales of the increase of slaves, and retaining
merely such a number as your now impoverished lands can sustain as STOCK?”
Mr. Thomas Jefferson Randolph, in the Virginian legislature, used the following
language (“Liberty Bell,” p. 20):
“I agree with gentlemen in the necessity of arming the State for
internal defence. I will unite with them in any effort to restore confidence
to the public
291 mind, and to conduce to the sense of the safety
of our wives and our children. Yet, Sir, I must ask upon whom is to fall the
burden of this defence? Not upon the lordly masters of their hundred slaves,
who will never turn out except to retire with their families when danger threatens.
No, sir; it is to fall upon the less wealthy class of our citizens, chiefly
upon the non-slaveholder. I have known patrols turned out where there was
not a slaveholder among them; and this is the practice of the country. I have
slept in times of alarm quiet in bed, without having a thought of care, while
these individuals, owning none of this property themselves, were patrolling
under a compulsory process, for a pittance of seventy-five cents per twelve
hours, the very curtilage of my house, and guarding that property which was
alike dangerous to them and myself. After all, this is but an expedient. As
this population becomes more numerous, it becomes less productive. Your guard
must be increased, until finally its profits will not pay for the expense
of its subjection. Slavery has the effect of lessening the free population
of a country.
“The gentleman has spoken of the increase of the female slaves being
a part of the profit. It is admitted; but no great evil can be averted, no
good attained, without some inconvenience. It may be questioned how far it
is desirable to foster and encourage this branch of profit. It is a practice,
and an increasing practice, in parts of Virginia, to rear slaves for market.
How can an honourable mind, a patriot, and a lover of his country, bear to
see this Ancient Dominion, rendered illustrious by the noble devotion and
patriotism of her sons in the cause of liberty, converted into one grand menagerie,
where men are to be reared for the market, like oxen for the shambles? Is
it better, is it not worse, than the slave-trade—that trade which enlisted
the labour of the good and wise of every creed, and every clime, to abolish
it? The trader receives the slave, a stranger in language, aspect, and manners,
from the merchant who has brought him from the interior. The ties of father,
mother, husband, and child, have all been rent in twain; before he receives
him, his soul has become callous. But here, sir, individuals whom the master
has known from infancy, whom he has seen sporting in the innocent gambols
of childhood who have been accustomed to look to him for protection, he tears
from the mother arms and sells into a strange country among strange people,
subject to cruel taskmasters.
“He has attempted to justify slavery here because it exists in Africa,
and has stated that it exists all over the world. Upon the same principle,
he could justify Mahometanism, with its plurality of wives, petty wars for
plunder, robbery, and murder, or any other of the abominations and enormities
of savage tribes. Does slavery exist in any part of civilised Europe?—No,
sir, in no part of it.”
The calculations in the volume from which we have been quoting are made
in the year 1841. Since that time the area of the Southern slave-market has
been doubled, and the trade has undergone a proportional increase. Southern
papers are full of its advertisements. It is, in fact, the great trade of
the country. From the single port of Baltimore, in the last two years, a thousand
and thirty-three slaves have been shipped to the Southern market, as is apparent
from the following report of the custom-house officer:—
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ABSTRACT of the NUMBER of VESSELS cleared in the District of BALTIMORE
for Southern Ports, having Slaves on Board, from January 1, 1851, to November
20, 1852.
Date. |
Denomina's. |
Names of Vessels. |
Where Bound. |
Nos. |
1851. |
|
|
|
|
January 6 |
Sloop, |
Georgia, |
Norfolk, Va. |
16 |
" 10 |
" |
" |
" |
6 |
" 11 |
Bark, |
Elizabeth, |
New Orleans, |
92 |
" 14 |
Sloop, |
Georgia, |
Norfolk, Va. |
9 |
" 17 |
" |
" |
" |
6 |
" 20 |
Bark, |
Cora, |
New Orleans, |
14 |
February 6 |
" |
E. H. Chapin, |
" |
31 |
" 8 |
" |
Sarah Bridge, |
" |
34 |
" 12 |
Sloop, |
Georgia, |
Norfolk, Va. |
5 |
" 24 |
Schooner, |
H. A. Barling, |
New Orleans, |
37 |
" 26 Sloop, |
Georgia, |
Norfolk, Va. |
3 |
" 28 #" #" #" #42 |
March 10 |
Ship, |
Edward Everett, |
New Orleans, |
20 |
" |
21 |
Sloop, |
Georgia, |
Norfolk, Va. #11 |
" 19 |
Bark, |
Baltimore, |
Savannah, |
13 |
April 1 |
Sloop, |
Herald, |
Norfolk, Va. |
7 |
" 2 |
Brig, |
Waverley, |
New Orleans, |
31 |
" 18 |
Sloop, |
Baltimore, |
Arquia Creek, Va. |
4 |
" 23 |
Ship, |
Charles, |
New Orleans, |
25 |
" 28 |
Sloop, |
Georgia, |
Norfolk, Va. |
5 |
May 15 |
" |
Herald, |
" |
27 |
" 17 |
Schooner, |
Brilliant, |
Charleston, |
1 |
June 10 |
Sloop, |
Herald, |
Norfolk, Va. |
3 |
" 16 |
" |
Georgia, |
" |
4 |
" 20 |
Schooner, |
Truth, |
Charleston, |
5 |
" 21 |
Ship, |
Herman, |
New Orleans, |
10 |
July 19 |
Schooner, |
Aurora, S., |
Charleston, |
1 |
Septmbr. 6 |
Bark, |
Kirkwood, |
New Orleans, |
2 |
October 4 |
" |
Abbott Lord, |
" |
1 |
" 11 |
" |
Elizabeth. |
" |
70 |
" 18 |
Ship, |
Edward Everett, |
" |
12 |
" 20 |
Sloop, |
Georgia, |
Norfolk, Va. |
1 |
Novem. 13 |
Ship, |
Eliza F. Mason, |
Nor Orleans, |
57 |
" 18 |
Bark |
Mary Broughtons, |
" |
47 |
Decem. 4 |
Ship, |
Timoleon, |
" |
22 |
" 18 |
Schooner, |
H. A. Barling, |
" |
45 |
1852. |
|
|
|
|
January 5 |
Bark, |
Southerner, |
" |
52 |
February 7 |
Ship, |
Nathan Hooper, |
" |
51 |
" 21 |
" |
Dumbarton, |
" |
22 |
March 27 |
Sloop, |
Palmetto, |
Charleston, |
36 |
" 4 |
" |
Jewess, |
Norfolk, Va. |
34 |
April 24 |
" |
Pahnetto, |
Charleston, |
8 |
" 25 |
Bark, |
Abbott Lord, |
New Orleans, |
36 |
May 15 |
Ship, |
Charles, |
" |
2 |
June 12 |
Sloop, |
Pampero, |
" |
4 |
July 3 |
" |
Palmetto, |
Charleston, |
1 |
" 6 |
" |
Herald, |
Norfolk, Va. |
7 |
" 6 |
" |
Maryland, |
Arquia Creek, Va. |
4 |
Septmb. 14 |
" |
North Carolina, |
Norfolk, Va. |
15 |
" 23 |
Ship, |
America, |
New Orleans, |
1 |
October 15 |
" |
Brandywine, |
" |
6 |
" 18 |
Sloop, |
Isabel, |
Charleston, |
1 |
" 28 |
Schooner, |
Maryland, |
" |
12 |
" 29 |
" |
H. M. Gambrill, |
Savannah, |
11 |
Novem. 1 |
Ship, |
Jane Henderson, |
New Orleans, |
18 |
" 6 |
Sloop, |
Palmetto, |
Charleston, |
3 |
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If we look back to the advertisements we shall see that the traders take
only the younger ones, between the ages of ten and thirty. But this is only
one port, and only one mode of exporting; for multitudes of them are sent
in coffles over land; and yet Mr. J. Thornton Randolph represents the negroes
of Virginia as living in pastoral security, smoking their pipes under their
own vines and fig-trees, the venerable patriarch of the flock declaring that
“he nebber hab hear such a thing as a nigger sold to Georgia all his
life, unless dat nigger did something berry bad.”
An affecting picture of the consequences of this traffic upon both master
and slave is drawn by the committee of the volume from which we have quoted.
The writer cannot conclude this chapter better than by the language which
they have used:—
This system bears with extreme severity upon the slave. It subjects him
to a perpetual fear of being sold to the “soul-driver,” which
to the slave is the realisation of all conceivable woes and horrors, more
dreaded than death. An awful apprehension of this fate haunts the poor sufferer
by day and night, from his cradle to his grave. SUSPENSE hangs like a thunder-cloud over his head. He knows that there is not
a passing hour, whether he wakes or sleeps, which may not be THE LAST that
he shall spend with his wife and children. Every day or week some acquaintance
is snatched from his side, and thus the consciousness of his own danger is
kept continually awake. “Surely my turn will come next,” is his
harrowing conviction; for he knows that he was reared for this, as the ox
for the yoke, or the sheep for the slaughter. In this aspect, the slave's
condition is truly indescribable. Suspense, even when it relates to an event
of no great moment, and “endureth but for a night,” is hard to
bear. But when it broods over all, absolutely all that is dear, chilling the
present with its deep shade, and casting its awful gloom over the future,
it must break the heart! Such is the suspense under which every slave in the
breeding State lives. It poisons all his little lot of bliss. If a father,
he cannot go forth to his toil without bidding a mental farewell to his wife
and children. He cannot return, weary and worn, from the field, with any certainty
that he shall not find his home robbed and desolate. Nor can he seek his bed
of straw and rags without the frightful misgiving that his wife may be torn
from his arms before morning. Should a white stranger approach his master's
mansion, he fears that the soul-driver has come, and awaits in terror the
overseer's mandate, “You are sold; follow that man.” There is
no being on earth whom the slaves of the breeding States regard with so much
horror as the trader. He is to them what the prowling kidnapper is to their
less wretched brethren in the wilds of Africa. The master knows this, and
that there is no punishment so effectual to secure labour, or deter from misconduct,
as the threat of being delivered to the soul-driver.*
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Another consequence of this system is the prevalence of licentiousness.
This is indeed one of the foul features of slavery everywhere; but it is especially
prevalent and indiscriminate where slave-breeding is conducted as a business.
It grows directly out of the system, and is inseparable from it. * * * The
pecuniary inducement to general pollution must be very strong, since the larger
the slave increase the greater the master's gains, and especially since the
mixed blood demands a considerable higher price than the pure black.
The remainder of the extract contains specifications too dreadful to be
quoted. We can only refer the reader to the volume, p. 13.
The poets of America, true to the holy soul of their divine art, have shed
over some of the horrid realities of this trade the pathetic light of poetry.
Longfellow and Whittier have told us, in verses beautiful as strung pearls,
yet sorrowful as a mother's tears, some of the incidents of this unnatural
and ghastly traffic. For the sake of a common humanity, let us hope that the
first extract describes no common event.
THE QUADROON GIRL.
The Slaver in the broad lagoon Lay moored with idle sail; He waited for the rising moon, And for the evening gale. Under the shore his boat was tied, And all her listless crew Watched the grey alligator slide Into the still bayou. Odours of orange-flowers and spice Reached them, from time to time, Like airs that breathe from Paradise Upon a world of crime. The Planter, under his roof of thatch, Smoked thoughtfully and slow; The Slaver's thumb was on the latch, He seemed in haste to go. He said, “My ship at anchor rides In yonder broad lagoon; I only wait the evening tides, And the rising of the moon.” Before them, with her face upraised, In timid attitude, Like one half curious, half amazed, A Quadroon maiden stood.
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Her eyes were large and full of light, Her arms and neck were bare; No garment she wore save a kirtle bright, And her own long raven hair. And on her lips there played a smile As holy, meek, and faint, As lights in some cathedral aisle The features of a saint. “The soil is barren, the farm is old,” The thoughtful Planter said; Then looked upon the Slaver's gold, And then upon the maid. His heart within him was at strife With such accursed gains; For he knew whose passions gave her life, Whose blood ran in her veins. But the voice of nature was too weak; He took the glittering gold! Then pale as death grew the maiden's cheek Her hands as icy cold. The Slaver led her from the door, He led her by the hand, To be his slave and paramour In a strange and distant land!
THE FAREWELL
OF A VIRGINIA SLAVE MOTHER TO HER DAUGHTERS, SOLD INTO SOUTHERN
BONDAGE.
GONE, gone—sold and gone, To the rice-swamp dank and lone. Where the slave-whip ceaseless swings, Where the noisome insect stings Where the fever demon strews Poison with the falling dews, Where the sickly sunbeams glare Through the hot and misty air— Gone, gone—sold and gone, To the rice-swamp dank and lone, From Virginia's hills and waters— Woe is me, my stolen daughters! Gone, gone—sold and gone, To the rice-swamp dank and lone. There no mother's eye is near them, There no mother's ear can hear them;
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Never, when the torturing lash Seams their back with many a gash, Shall a mother's kindness bless them, Or a mother's arms caress them. Gone, gone,&c. Gone, gone—sold and gone, To the rice-swamp dank and lone. Oh, when weary, sad, and slow, From the fields at night they go, Faint with toil, and racked with pain, To their cheerless homes again— There no brother's voice shall greet them, There no father's welcome meet them. Gone, gone,&c. Gone, gone—sold and gone, To the rice-swamp dank and lone. From the tree whose shadow lay On their childhood's place of play; From the cool spring where they drank; Rock, and hill, and rivulet bank; From the solemn house of prayer, And the holy counsels there— Gone, gone, &c. Gone, gone—sold and gone, To the rice-swamp dank and lone; Toiling through the weary day, And at night the spoiler's prey. Oh, that they had earlier died, Sleeping calmly, side by side, Where the tyrant's power is o'er, And the fetter galls no more! Gone, gone, &c. Gone, gone—sold and gone, To the rice-swamp dank and lone. By the holy love He beareth, By the bruised reed He spareth, Oh, may He, to whom alone All their cruel wrongs are known, Still their hope and refuge prove, With a more than mother's love! Gone, gone, &c.
JOHN G. WHITTIER.
The following extract from a letter of Dr. Bailey, in the
Era, 1847, presents a view of this subject more creditable to some Virginia
families. May the number that refuse to part with slaves, except by emancipation,
increase!
297
The sale of slaves to the South is carried to a great extent. The slaveholders
do not, as far as I can learn, raise them for that special purpose. But, here
is a man with a score of slaves, located on an exhausted plantation. It must
furnish support for all; but, while they increase, its capacity of supply
decreases. The result is, he must emancipate or sell. But he has fallen into
debt, and he sells to relieve himself from debt, and also from an excess of
mouths. Or, he requires money to educate his children; or, his negroes are
sold under execution. From these and other causes, large numbers of slaves
are continually disappearing from the State, so that the next census will
undoubtedly show a marked diminution of the slave population.
The season for this trade is generally from November to April; and some
estimate that the average number of slaves passing the southern railroad weekly,
during that period of six months, is at least 200. A slave-trader told me
that he had known 100 pass in a single night. But this is only one route.
Large numbers were sent off westwardly, and also by sea, coastwise. The Davises,
in Petersburg, are the great slave-dealers. They are Jews, who came to that
place many years ago as poor peddlers; and, I am informed, are members of
a family which has its representatives in Philadelphia, New York, &c.
These men are always in the market, giving the highest price for slaves. During
the summer and fall they buy them up at low prices, trim, shave, wash them,
fatten them so that they may look sleek, and sell them to great profit. It
might not be unprofitable to inquire how much Northern capital, and what firms
in some of the Northern cities, are connected with this detestable business.
There are many planters here who cannot be persuaded to sell their slaves.
They have far more than they can find work for, and could at any time obtain
a high price for them. The temptation is strong, for they want more money
and fewer dependants. But they resist it, and nothing can induce them to part
with a single slave, though they know that they would be greatly the gainers
in a pecuniary sense were they to sell one-half of them. Such men are too
good to be slave-holders. Would that they might see it their duty to go one
step further, and become emancipators! The majority of this class of planters
are religious men, and this is the class to which generally are to be referred
the various cases of emancipation by will, of which from time to time we hear
accounts.
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The Key to Uncle Tom's Cabin Harriet Beecher Stowe Boston: Jewett, 1854
CHAPTER V.
SELECT INCIDENTS OF LAWFUL TRADE, OR FACTS STRANGER THAN
FICTION.
THE atrocious and sacrilegious system of breeding
human beings for sale, and trading them like cattle in the market, fails to
produce the impression on the mind that it ought to produce, because it is
lost in generalities.
It is like the account of a great battle, in which we learn, in round numbers,
that ten thousand were killed and wounded, and throw the paper by without
a thought.
So, when we read of sixty or eighty thousand human beings being raised
yearly and sold in the market, it passes through the mind, but leaves no definite
trace.
Sterne says that when he would realise the miseries of captivity, he had
to turn his mind from the idea of hundreds of thousands languishing in dungeons,
and bring before himself the picture of one poor, solitary captive pining
in his cell. In like manner, we cannot give any idea of the horribly cruel
and demoralising effect of this trade, except by presenting facts in detail,
each fact being a specimen of a class of facts.
For a specimen of the public sentiment, and the kind of morals and manners
which this breeding and trading system produces, both in slaves and in their
owners, the writer gives the following extracts from a recent letter of a
friend in one of the Southern States.
DEAR MRS. S—, The sable goddess who presides
over our bed and wash-stand is such a queer specimen of her race, that I would
give a good deal to have you see her. Her whole appearance, as she goes giggling
and curtseying about, is perfectly comical, and would lead a stranger to think
her really deficient in intellect. This is, however, by no means the case.
During our two months' acquaintance with her, we have seen many indications
of sterling good sense, that would do credit to many a white person with ten
times her advantages.
She is disposed to be very communicative; seems to feel that she has a
claim upon our sympathy, in the very fact that we come from the North; and
we could undoubtedly gain no little knowledge of the practical workings of
the “peculiar
299 institution,” if we thought proper
to hold any protracted conversation with her. This, however, would insure
a visit from the authorities, requesting us to leave town in the next train
of cars; so we are forced to content ourselves with gleaning a few items now
and then, taking care to appear quite indifferent to her story, and to cut
it short by despatching her on some trifling errand; being equally careful,
however, to note down her peculiar expressions as soon as she has disappeared.
A copy of these I have thought you would like to see, especially as illustrating
the views of the marriage institution, which is a necessary result of the
great human property relation system.
A Southern lady, who thinks “negro sentiment” very much exaggerated
in “Uncle Tom's Cabin,” assures us that domestic attachments cannot
be very strong where one man will have two or three wives and families on
as many different plantations (!) And the lady of our hotel tells us of her
cook having received a message from her husband, that he has another wife,
and she may get another husband, with perfect indifference; simply expressing
a hope that “she won't find another here during the next month, as she
must then be sent to her owner, in Georgia, and would be unwilling to go.”
And yet, both of these ladies are quite religious, and highly resent any insinuation
that the moral character of the slaves is not far above that of the free negroes
at the North.
With Violet's story, I will also enclose that one of our waiters, in which
I think you will be interested.
Violet's father and mother both died, as she says, “'fore I had any
sense,” leaving eleven children; all scattered. “To sabe my life,
Missis, couldn't tell dis yer night where one of dem is. Massa lib in Charleston.
My first husband—when we was young—nice man; he had seven children;
den he sold off to Florida—neber hear from him 'gain. Ole folks die.
Oh, dat's be my boderation, Missis—when ole people be dead, den we be
scattered all 'bout. Den I sold up here—now hab 'noder husband—hab
four children up here. I lib bery easy when my young husband 'libe—and
we had children bery fast. But now dese yer ones tight fellers. Massa don't
'low us to raise noting; no pig, no goat, no dog, no noting; won't allow us
raise a bit of corn. We has to do jist de best we can. Dey don't gib us a
single grain but jist two homespun frocks—no coat 't all.
“Can't go to meetin', 'cause, Missis, get dis work done—den
get dinner. In summer, I goes ebery Sunday ebening; but dese yer short days,
time done get dinner dishes washed, den time get supper. Gen'lly goes Baptist
church.”
“Do your people usually go there?”
“Dere bees tree shares ob dem; Methodist gang, Baptist gang, 'Piscopal
gang. Last summer, used to hab right smart* meetins in our yard, Sunday night. Massa Johnson preach to us. Den
he said couldn't hab two meetins; we might go to church.”
“Why?”
“Gracious knows. I lubs to go to meetin allers—'specially when
dere's good preaching. Lubs to hab people talk good to me. Likes to hab people
read to me, too. 'Cause don't b'long to church, no reason why I shan't.”
“Does your master like to have others read to you?”
“He won't hinder; I an't bound tell him when folks reads to me. I
hab my soul to sabe—he hab his soul to sabe. Our owners won't stand
few minutes and
300 read to us; dey tink it too great honour;
dey's bery hard on us. Brack preachers sometimes talk good to us and pray
wid us; and pray a heap for DEM too.
“I jest done hab great quarrel wid Dinah, down in de kitchen. I tells
Dinah, 'De way you goes on spile all de women's character.' She say she didn't
care, she do what she please wid herself. Dinah, she slip away somehow from
her first husband, and hab 'noder child by Sambo (he b'long to Massa D.);
so she and her first husband dey fall out somehow. Dese yer men, yer know,
is so queer, Missis, dey don't neber like sich tings.
“Ye know, Missis, tings we lub, we don't like anybody else hab 'em.
Such a ting as dat, Missis, tetch your heart so, ef you don't mind, 'twill
fret you almost to death. Ef my husband was to slip away from me, Missis,
dat ar way, it ud wake me right up. I'm brack, but I wouldn't do so to my
husband, neider. What I hide behind de curtain now, I can't hide it behind
de curtain when I stand before God—de whole world know it den.
“Dinah's (second) husband say what she do for her first husband noting
to him, —now, my husband don't feel so. He say he wouldn't do as Daniel
do—he would 'nt buy tings for de oder children—dem as has de children
might buy de tings for dem. Well, so dere dey is.—Dinah's first husband
come up wheneber he can, to see his children; and Sambo, he come up to see
his child, and gib Dinah tings for it.
“You know, Missis, Massa hab no nigger but me and one yellow girl,
when he bought me and my four children. Well, den Massa, he want me to breed;
so he say, 'Violet, you must take some nigger here in C.'
“Den I say, No, Massa, I can't take any here.' 'Den he say, 'You
must, Violet;' 'cause you see he want me breed for him; so he say plenty young
fellers here, but I say I can't hab any ob dem. Well, den, Missis, he go down
Virginia, and he bring up two niggers—and dey was pretty ole men—and
Missis say, 'One of dem's for you, Violet;' but I say, 'No, Missis, I can't
take one of dem, 'cause I don't lub 'em, and I can't hab one I don't lub.'
Den Massa, he say, 'You must take one of dese—and den, ef you can't
lub him you must find somebody else you can lub.' Den I say, 'O, no, Massa!
I can't do dat—I can't hab one ebery day.' Well, den, by-and-by, Massa
he buy tree more, and den Missis say, 'Now, Violet, ones dem is for you.'
I say, 'I do' no—maybe I can't lub one dem neider;' but she say, You
must hab one ob dese.' Well, so Sam and I we lib along two year—he watchin'
my ways, and I watchin' his ways.
“At last, one night, we was standin' by de wood-pile togeder, and
de moon bery shine, and I do' no how 'twas, Missis, he answer me, he want
a wife, but he didn't know where he get one. I say, plenty girls in G. He
say, 'Yes—but maybe I shan't find any I like so well as you.' Den I
say maybe he wouldn't like my ways, cause I'se an ole woman, and I hab four
children by my first husband; and anybody marry me, must be jest kind to dem
children as dey was to me, else I couldn't lub him. Den he say, 'Ef he had
a woman 't had children'—mind you, he didn't say me—'he would
be jest as kind to de children as he was to de moder, and dat's 'cordin to
how she do by him.' Well, so we went on from one ting to anoder, till at last
we say we'd take one anoder, and so we've libed togeder eber since—and
I's had four children by him—and he neber slip away from me, nor I from
him.”
“How are you married in your yard?”
“We jest takes one anoder—we asks de white folks' leave—and
den takes one anoder. Some folks, dey's married by de book; but den, what's
de use? Dere's my fus husband, we'se married by de book, and he sold way off
to Florida, and
301 I's here. Dey wants to do what dey please
wid us, so dey don't want us to be married. Dey don't care what we does, so
we jest makes money for dem.
“My fus husband—he young, and he bery kind to me—O Missis,
he bery kind indeed. He set up all night and work, so as to make me comfortable.
O, we got 'long bery well when I had him; but he sold way off Florida, and,
sence then, Missis, I jest gone to noting. Dese yer white people dey hab here,
dey won't 'low us noting—noting at all—jest gibs us food, and
two suits a year—a broad stripe and a narrow stripe; you'll see 'em,
Missis.”
And we did “see 'em;” for Violet brought us the “narrow
stripe,” with a request that we would fit it for her. There was just
enough to cover her, but no hooks and eyes, cotton, or even lining; these
extras she must get as she can; and yet her master receives from our host
eight dollars per month for her services. We asked how she got the “broad
stripe” made up.
“O Missis, my husband—he working now out on de farm—so
he hab 'lowance four pounds bacon and one peck of meal ebery week; so he stinge
heself, so as to gib me four pounds bacon to pay for making my frock.”
[Query.—Are there any husbands in refined circles who would do more
than this?]
Once, finding us all three busily writing, Violet stood for some moments
silently watching the mysterious motion of our pens, and then, in a tone of
deepest sadness, said—
“O! dat be great comfort, Missis. You can write to your friends all
'bout ebery ting, and so hab dem write to you. Our people can't do so. Wheder
dey be 'live or dead, we can't neber know—only sometimes we hears dey
be dead.”
What more expressive comment on the cruel laws that forbid the slave to
be taught to write!
The history of the serving-man is thus given:
George's father and mother belonged to somebody in Florida. During the
war, two older sisters got on board an English vessel, and went to Halifax.
His mother was very anxious to go with them, and take the whole family; but
her husband persuaded her to wait till the next ship sailed, when he thought
he should be able to go too. By this delay an opportunity of escape was lost,
and the whole family were soon after sold for debt. George, one sister, and
their mother were bought by the same man. He says, “My old boss cry
powerful when she (the mother) die; say he'd rather lost two thousand dollars.
She was part Indian—hair straight as yourn—and she was white as
dat ar pillow.” George married a woman in another yard. He gave this
reason for it:— “'Cause, when a man sees his wife 'bused, he can't
help feelin' it. When he hears his wife's 'bused, 'tan't like as how it is
when he sees it. Then I can fadge for her better than when she's in my own
yard.” This wife was sold up country, but after some years became “lame
and sick—couldn't do much—so her Massa gabe her her time, and
paid her fare to G.”—[The sick and infirm are always provided
for, you know.]—“Hadn't seen her for tree years,” said George;
“but soon as I heard of it, went right down—hired a house, and
got some one to take care ob her—and used to go to see her ebery tree
months.” He is a mechanic, and worked sometimes all night to earn money
to do this. His master asks twenty
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services, and allows him fifty cents per week for clothes, &c. J. says,
if he could only save, by working nights, money enough to buy himself, he
would get some one he could trust to buy him; “den work hard as eber,
till I could buy my children, den I'd get away from dis yer.”
“Where?”
“Oh! Philadelphia—New York—somewhere North.”
“Why, you'd freeze to death!”
“Oh, no, Missis, I can bear cold. I want to go where I can belong
to myself, and do as I want to.”
The following communication has been given to the writer by Captain Austin
Bearse, ship-master in Boston. Mr. Bearse is a native of Barnstable, Cape
Cod. He is well known to our Boston citizens and merchants:
I am a native of the State of Massachusetts. Between the years 1818 and
1830, I was, from time to time, mate on board of different vessels engaged
in the coasting-trade on the coast of South Carolina.
It is well known that many New England vessels are in the habit of spending
their winters on the southern coast in pursuit of this business. Our vessels
used to run up the rivers for the rough rice and cotton of the plantations,
which we took to Charleston.
We often carried gangs of slaves to the plantations, as they had been ordered.
These slaves were generally collected by slave-traders in the slave-pens in
Charleston—brought there by various causes, such as the death of owners
and the division of estates, which threw them into the market. Some were sent
as punishment for insubordination, or because the domestic establishment was
too large, or because persons moving to the North or West preferred selling
their slaves to the trouble of carrying them. We had on board our vessels,
from time to time, numbers of these slaves—sometimes two or three, and
sometimes as high as seventy or eighty. They were separated from their families
and connexions with as little concern as calves and pigs are selected out
of a lot of domestic animals.
Our vessels used to lie in a place called Poor Man's Hole, not far from
the city. We used to allow the relations and friends of the slaves to come
on board and stay all night with their friends, before the vessel sailed.
In the morning it used to be my business to pull off the hatches and warn
them that it was time to separate; and the shrieks and heart-rending cries
at these times were enough to make anybody's heart ache.
In the year 1828, while mate of the brig “Milton,” from Boston,
bound to New Orleans, the following incident occurred, which I shall never
forget:—
The traders brought on board four quadroon men in handcuffs, to be stowed
away for the New Orleans market. An old negro woman, more than eighty years
of age, came screaming after them, “My son, O my son, my son!”
She seemed almost frantic, and when we had got more than a mile out in the
harbour we heard her screaming yet.
When we got into the Gulf Stream, I came to the men, and took off their
handcuffs. They were resolute fellows, and they told me that I would see that
they would never live to be slaves in New Orleans. One of the men was a carpenter,
and one a blacksmith. We brought them into New Orleans, and con-
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signed them over to the agent. The agent told the captain afterwards that
in forty-eight hours after they came to New Orleans they were all dead men,
having every one killed themselves, as they said they should. One of them,
I know, was bought for a fireman on the steamer “Post Boy,” that
went down to the Balize. He jumped over, and was drowned.
The others—one was sold to a blacksmith, and one to a carpenter.
The particulars of their death I didn't know, only that the agent told the
captain that they were all dead.
There was a plantation at Coosahatchie, back of Charleston, S. C., kept
by a widow lady, who owned eighty negroes. She sent to Charleston, and bought
a quadroon girl, very nearly white, for her son. We carried her up. She was
more delicate than our other slaves, so that she was not put with them, but
was carried up in the cabin.
I have been on the rice-plantations on the river, and seen the cultivation
of the rice. In the fall of the year, the plantation hands, both men and women,
work all the time above their knees in water in the rice-ditches, pulling
out the grass, to fit the ground for sowing the rice. Hands sold here from
the city, having been bred mostly to house-labour, find this very severe.
The plantations are so deadly that white people cannot remain on them during
the summer time, except at a risk of life. The proprietors and their families
are there only through the winter, and the slaves are left in the summer entirely
under the care of the overseers. Such overseers as I saw were generally a
brutal, gambling, drinking set.
I have seen slavery, in the course of my wanderings, in almost all the
countries in the world. I have been to Algiers, and seen slavery there. I
have seen slavery in Smyrna, among the Turks. I was in Smyrna when our American
consul ransomed a beautiful Greek girl in the slave-market. I saw her come
aboard the brig “Suffolk,” when she came on board to be sent to
America for her education. I have seen slavery in the Spanish and French ports,
though I have not been on their plantations.
My opinion is, that American slavery, as I have seen it in the internal
slave-trade, as I have seen it on the rice and sugar plantations, and in the
city of New Orleans, is full as bad as slavery in any country of the world,
heathen or Christian. People who go for visits or pleasure through the Southern
States cannot possibly know those things which can be seen of slavery by shipmasters
who run up into the back plantation of countries, and who transport the slaves
and produce of plantations.
In my past days the system of slavery was not much discussed. I saw these
things as others did, without interference. Because I no longer think it right
to see these things in silence, I trade no more south of Mason & Dixon's
line. AUSTIN BEARSE.
The following account was given to the writer by Lewis Hayden. Hayden was
a fugitive slave, who escaped from Kentucky by the assistance of a young lady
named Delia Webster, and a man named Calvin Fairbanks. Both were imprisoned.
Lewis Hayden has earned his own character as a free citizen of Boston, where
he can find an abundance of vouchers for his character.
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I belonged to the Rev. Adam Runkin, a Presbyterian minister in Lexington,
Kentucky.
My mother was of mixed blood—white and Indian. She married my father
when he was working in a bagging factory near by. After a while my father's
owner moved off and took my father with him, which broke up the marriage.
She was a very handsome woman. My master kept a large dairy, and she was the
milk-woman. Lexington was a small town in those days, and the dairy was in
the town. Back of the college was the masonic lodge. A man who belonged to
the lodge saw my mother when she was about her work. He made proposals of
a base nature to her. When she would have nothing to say to him, he told her
that she need not be so independent, for if money could buy her, he would
have her. My mother told old mistress, and begged that master might not sell
her. But he did sell her. My mother had a high spirit, being part Indian.
She would not consent to live with this man, as he wished; and he sent her
to prison, and had her flogged, and punished her in various ways, so that
at last she began to have crazy turns. When I read in “Uncle Tom's Cabin”
about Cassy, it put me in mind of my mother, and I wanted to tell Mrs. S—about
her. She tried to kill herself several times, once with a knife and once by
hanging. She had long, straight black hair, but after this it all turned white,
like an old person's. When she had her raving turns, she always talked about
her children. The jailer told the owner that if he would let her go to her
children, perhaps she would get quiet. They let her out one time, and she
came to the place where we were. I might have been seven or eight years old—don't
know my age exactly. I was not at home when she came. I came in and found
her in one of the cabins near the kitchen. She sprung and caught my arms,
and seemed going to break them, and then said, “I'll fix
you so they'll never get you!” I screamed, for I thought she was
going to kill me; they came in and took me away. They tied her, and carried
her off. Sometimes, when she was in her right mind, she used to tell me what
things they had done to her. At last her owner sold her, for a small sum,
to a man named Lackey. While with him she had another husband and several
children. After a while this husband either died or was sold, I do not remember
which. The man then sold her to another person, named Bryant. My own father's
owner now came and lived in the neighbourhood of this man, and brought my
mother with him. He had had another wife and family of children where he had
been living. He and my mother came together again, and finished their days
together. My mother almost recovered her mind in her last days.
I never saw anything in Kentucky which made me suppose that ministers or
professors of religion considered it any more wrong to separate the families
of slaves by sale than to separate any domestic animals.
There may be ministers and professors of religion who think it is wrong,
but I never met with them. My master was a minister, and yet he sold my mother,
as I have related.
When he was going to leave Kentucky for Pennsylvania, he sold all my brothers
and sisters at auction. I stood by and saw them sold. When I was just going
up on to the block, he swapped me off for a pair of carriage-horses. I looked
at those horses with strange feelings. I had indulged hopes that master would
take me into Pennsylvania with him, and I should get free. How I looked at
those horses, and walked round them, and thought for them
I was sold!
It was commonly reported that my master had said in the pulpit that there
was
305 no more harm in separating a family of slaves than a
litter of pigs. I did not hear him say it, and so cannot say whether this
is true or not.
It may seem strange, but it is a fact. I had more sympathy and kind advice,
in my efforts to get my freedom, from gamblers and no doubt the other, and such sort of men, than
Christians.
Some of the gamblers were very kind to me.
I never knew a slave-trader that did not seem to think, in his heart, that
the trade was a bad one. I knew a great many of them, such as Neal, McAnn,
Cobb, Stone, Pulliam, and Davis, &c. They were like Haley—they meant
to repent when they got through.
Intelligent coloured people in my circle of acquaintance, as a general
thing, felt no security whatever for their family ties. Some, it is true,
who belonged to rich families, felt some security; but those of us who looked
deeper, and knew how many were not rich that seemed so, and saw how fast money
slipped away, were always miserable. The trader was all around, the slave-pen
at hand, and we did not know what time any of us might be in it. Then there
were the rice-swamps, and the sugar and cotton plantations; we had had them
held before us as terrors, by our masters and mistresses, all our lives. We
knew about them all; and when a friend was carried off, why, it was the same
as death, for we could not write or hear, and never expected to see them again.
I have one child who is buried in Kentucky, and that grave is pleasant
to think of. I've got another that is sold nobody knows where, and that I
never can bear to think of. LEWIS HAYDEN.
The next history is a long one, and part of it transpired in a most public
manner, in the face of our whole community.
The history includes in it the whole account of that memorable capture
of the Pearl, which produced such a sensation in Washington
in the year 1848. The author, however, will preface it with a short history
of a slave-woman who had six children embarked in that ill-fated enterprise.
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The Key to Uncle Tom's Cabin Harriet Beecher Stowe Boston: Jewett, 1854
CHAPTER VI.
MILLY EDMONDSON is an aged woman, now upwards
of seventy. She has received the slave's inheritance of entire ignorance.
She cannot read a letter of a book, nor write her own name; but the writer
must say that she was never so impressed with any representation of the Christian
religion as that which was made to her in the language and appearance of this
woman during the few interviews that she had with her. The circumstances of
the interviews will be detailed at length in the course of the story.
Milly is above the middle height, of a large, full figure. She dresses
with the greatest attention to neatness. A plain Methodist cap shades her
face, and the plain white Methodist handkerchief is folded across the bosom.
A well-preserved stuff gown, and clean white apron, with a white pocket-handkerchief
pinned to her side, completes the inventory of the costume in which the writer
usually saw her. She is a mulatto, and must once have been a very handsome
one. Her eyes and smile are still uncommonly beautiful, but there are deep-wrought
lines of patient sorrow and weary endurance on her face, which tell that this
lovely and noble-hearted woman has been all her life a slave.
Milly Edmondson was kept by her owners and allowed to live with her husband,
with the express understanding and agreement that her service and value was
to consist in bringing up her own children to be sold in the slave-market.
Her legal owner was a maiden lady of feeble capacity, who was set aside by
the decision of Court as incompetent to manage her affairs.
The estate—that is to say, Milly Edmondson and her children—was
placed in the care of a guardian. It appears that Milly's poor, infirm mistress
was fond of her, and that Milly exercised over her much of that ascendancy
which a strong mind holds over a weak one. Milly's husband, Paul Edmondson,
was a free man. A little of her history, as she related it to the writer,
will now be given in her own words:
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“Her mistress,” she said, “was always kind to her, 'poor
thing!' but then she hadn't speret ever to speak for
herself, and her friends wouldn't let her have her own way. It always laid
on my mind,” she said, “that I was a slave. When I wan't more
than fourteen years old, Missis was doing some work one day that she thought
she couldn't trust me with, and she says to me, 'Milly, now you see it's I
that am the slave, and not you.' I says to her, 'Ah, Missis, I am a poor slave
for all that.' I's sorry afterwards I said it, for I thought it seemed to
hurt her feelings.
“Well, after a while, when I got engaged to Paul, I loved Paul very
much; but I thought it wan't right to bring children into the world to be
slaves, and I told our folks that I was never going to marry, though I did
love Paul. But that wan't to be allowed,” she said, with a mysterious
air.
“What do you mean?” said I.
“Well, they told me I must marry, or I should be turned out of the
church—so it was,” she added, with a significant nod.
“Well, Paul and me, we was married, and we was happy enough, if it
hadn't been for that; but when our first child was born, I says to him, 'There
'tis, now, Paul, our troubles is begun; this child isn't ours.' And every child
I had, it grew worse and worse. 'Oh, Paul,' says I, 'what a thing it is to
have children that isn't ours!' Paul he says to me, 'Milly, my dear, if they
be God's children, it an't so much matter whether they be ours or no; they
may be heirs of the kingdom, Milly, for all that.' Well, when Paul's mistress
died, she set him free, and he got him a little place out about fourteen miles
from Washington; and they let me live out there with him, and take home my
tasks; for they had that confidence in me that they always know'd that what
I said I'd do was as good done as if they'd seen it done. I had mostly sewing;
sometimes a shirt to make in a day—it was coarse like, you know—or
a pair of sheets, or some such; but, whatever 'twas, I always got it done.
Then I had all my house-work and babies to take care of; and many's the time,
after ten o'clock, I've took my children's clothes and washed 'em all out
and ironed 'em late in the night, 'cause I couldn't never bear to see my children
dirty—always wanted to see 'em sweet and clean, and I brought 'em up
and taught 'em the very best ways I was able. But nobody knows what I suffered.
I never see a white man come on to the place that I didn't think, 'There,
now, he's coming to look at my children;' and when I saw any white man going
by, I've called in my children and hid 'em, for fear he'd see 'em and want
to buy 'em.
308 Oh, ma'am, mine's been a long sorrow, a long sorrow!
I've borne this heavy cross a great many years!”
“But,” said I, “the Lord has been with you.”
She answered, with very strong emphasis, “Ma'am, if the Lord hadn't
held me up, I shouldn't have been alive this day. Oh, sometimes my heart's
been so heavy, it seemed as if I must die; and then
I've been to the throne of grace, and when I'd poured out all my sorrows there,
I came away light, and felt that I could live a little
longer!”
This language is exactly her own. She had often a forcible and peculiarly
beautiful manner of expressing herself, which impressed what she said strongly.
Paul and Milly Edmondson were both devout communicants in the Methodist
Episcopal Church at Washington, and the testimony to their blamelessness of
life and the consistence of their piety is unanimous from all who know them.
In their simple cottage, made respectable by neatness and order, and hallowed
by morning and evening prayer, they trained up their children, to the best
of their poor ability, in the nurture and admonition of the Lord, to be sold
in the slave-market. They thought themselves only too happy, as one after
another arrived at the age when they were to be sold, that they were hired
to families in their vicinity, and not thrown into the trader's pen to be
drafted for the dreaded Southern market!
The mother, feeling with a constant but repressed anguish the weary burden
of slavery which lay upon her, was accustomed, as she told the writer, thus
to warn her daughters:—
“Now, girls, don't you never come to the sorrows that I have. Don't
you never marry till you get your liberty. Don't you marry to be mothers to children that an't your own.”
As a result of this education, some of her older daughters, in connexion
with the young men to whom they were engaged, raised the sum necessary to
pay for their freedom before they were married. One of these young women,
at the time that she paid for her freedom, was in such feeble health that
the physician told her that she could not live many months, and advised her
to keep the money, and apply it to making herself as comfortable as she could.
She answered, “If I had only two hours to live, I would pay down
that money to die free.”
If this was setting an extravagant value on liberty, it is not for an American
to say so.
All the sons and daughters of this family were distinguished both for their
physical and mental developments, and therefore
309 were priced
exceedingly high in the market. The whole family, rated by the market prices
which have been paid for certain members of it, might be estimated as an estate
of 15,000 dollars. They were distinguished for intelligence, honesty, and
faithfulness, but, above all, for the most devoted attachment to each other.
These children, thus intelligent, were all held as slaves in the city of Washington,
the very capital where our national government is conducted. Of course, the
high estimate which their own mother taught them to place upon liberty was
in the way of being constantly strengthened and reinforced by such addresses,
celebrations, and speeches, on the subject of liberty, as every one knows
are constantly being made, on one occasion or another, in our national capital.
On the 13th day of April, the little schooner “Pearl,” commanded
by Daniel Drayton, came to anchor in the Potomac River, at Washington.
The news had just arrived of a revolution in France, and the establishment
of a democratic Government, and all Washington was turning out to celebrate
the triumph of Liberty.
The trees in the avenue were fancifully hung with many-coloured lanterns—drums
beat, bands of music played, the houses of the President and other high officials
were illuminated, and men, women, and children were all turned out to see
the procession, and to join in the shouts of liberty that rent the air. Of
course, all the slaves of the city, lively, fanciful, and sympathetic, most
excitable as they are by music and by dazzling spectacles, were everywhere
listening, seeing, and rejoicing, in ignorant joy. All the heads of departments,
senators, representatives, and dignitaries of all kinds, marched in procession
to an open space on Pennsylvania Avenue, and there delivered congratulatory
addresses on the progress of universal freedom. With unheard-of imprudence,
the most earnest defenders of slave-holding institutions poured down on the
listening crowd both of black and white, bond and free, the most inflammatory
and incendiary sentiments. Such, for example, as the following language of
Hon. Frederick P. Stanton, of Tennessee:—
We do not, indeed, propagate our principles with the sword of power; but
there is one sense in which we are propagandists. We cannot help being so.
Our example is contagious. In the section of this great country where I live,
on the banks of the mighty Mississippi river, we have the true emblem of the
tree of liberty. There you may see the giant cotton-wood spreading his branches
widely to the winds of heaven. Sometimes the current lays bare his roots,
and you behold them extending far around, and penetrating to an immense depth
in the soil.
310 When the season of maturity comes, the air is
filled with a cotton-like substance, which floats in every direction, bearing
on its light wings the living seeds of the mighty tree. Thus the seeds of
freedom have emanated from the tree of our liberties; they fill the air; they
are wafted to every part of the habitable globe; and even in the barren sands
of tyranny they are destined to take root. The tree of liberty will spring
up everywhere, and nations shall recline in its shade.
Senator Foote, of Mississippi, also used this language:—
Such has been the extraordinary course of events in France and Europe,
within the last two months, that the more deliberately we survey the scene
which has been spread out before us, and the more rigidly we scrutinise the
conduct of its actors, the more confident does our conviction become that
the glorious work which has been so well begun cannot possibly fail of complete
accomplishment; that the age of TYRANTS AND SLAVERY
is rapidly drawing to a close; and that the happy period to be signalised
by the universal emancipation of man from the fetters of civil oppression,
and the recognition in all countries of the great principles of popular sovereignty,
equality, and BROTHERHOOD, at this moment visibly commencing.
Will any one be surprised, after this, that seventy-seven of the most intelligent
young slaves, male and female, in Washington city, honestly taking Mr. Foote
and his brother senators at their word, and believing that the age of tyrants
and slavery was drawing to a close, banded together, and made an effort to
obtain their part in this reign of universal brotherhood?
The schooner “Pearl” was lying in the harbour, and Captain
Drayton was found to have the heart of a man. Perhaps he, too, had listened
to the addresses on Pennsylvania Avenue, and thought in the innocence of his
heart, that a man who really did something to promote
universal emancipation, was no worse than the men who only made speeches about
it.
At any rate, Drayton was persuaded to allow these seventy-seven slaves
to secrete themselves in the hold of his vessel, and among them were six children
of Paul and Milly Edmondson. The incidents of the rest of the narrative will
now be given as obtained from Mary and Emily Edmondson, by the lady in whose
family they have been placed by the writer for an education.
Some few preliminaries may be necessary in order to understand the account.
A respectable coloured man, by the name of Daniel Bell, who had purchased
his own freedom, resided in the city of Washington. His wife, with her eight
children, were set free by her master, when on his death-bed. The heirs endeavoured
to break
311 the will, on the ground that he was not of sound mind
at the time of its preparation. The magistrate, however, before whom it was
executed, by his own personal knowledge of the competence of the man at the
time, was enabled to defeat their purpose; the family, therefore, lived as
free for some years. On the death of this magistrate, the heirs again brought
the case into Court, and as it seemed likely to be decided against the family,
they resolved to secure their legal rights by flight, and engaged passage
on board the vessel of Captain Drayton. Many of their associates and friends,
stirred up, perhaps, by the recent demonstrations in favour of liberty, begged
leave to accompany them in their flight. The seeds of the cotton-wood were
flying everywhere, and springing up in all hearts; so that, on the eventful
evening of the 15th of April, 1848, not less than seventy-seven men, women,
and children, with beating hearts and anxious secrecy, stowed themselves away
in the hold of the little schooner, and Captain Drayton was so wicked that
he could not, for the life of him, say “Nay” to one of them.
Richard Edmondson had long sought to buy his liberty; had toiled for it
early and late; but the price set upon him was so high that he despaired of
ever earning it. On this evening he and his three brothers thought, as the
reign of universal brotherhood had begun, and the reign of tyrants and slavery
come to an end, that they would take to themselves and their sisters that
sacred gift of liberty, which all Washington had been informed, two evenings
before, it was the peculiar province of America to give to all nations. Their
two sisters, aged sixteen and fourteen, were hired out in families in the
city. On this evening Samuel Edmondson called at the house where Emily lived,
and told her of the projected plan.
“But what will mother think?” said Emily.
“Don't stop to think of her; she would rather we'd be free than to
spend time to talk about her.”
“Well, then, if Mary will go, I will.”
The girls give as a reason for wishing to escape, that though they had
never suffered hardships or been treated unkindly, yet they knew they were
liable at any time to be sold into rigorous bondage, and separated far from
all they loved.
They then all went on board the “Pearl,” which was lying a
little way off from the place where vessels usually anchor. There they found
a company of slaves, seventy-seven in number.
At twelve o'clock at night the silent wings of the little schooner were
spread, and with her weight of fear and mystery she glided out into the stream.
A fresh breeze sprang up, and by eleven
312 o'clock next night
they had sailed two hundred miles from Washington, and began to think that
liberty was gained. They anchored in a place called Cornfield Harbour, intending
to wait for daylight. All laid down to sleep in peaceful security, lulled
by the gentle rock of the vessel and the rippling of the waters.
But at two o'clock at night they were roused by terrible noises on deck,
scuffling, screaming, swearing, and groaning. A steamer had pursued and overtaken
them, and the little schooner was boarded by an infuriated set of armed men.
In a moment, the captain, mate, and all the crew, were seized and bound, amid
oaths and dreadful threats. As they, swearing and yelling, tore open the hatches
on the defenceless prisoners below, Richard Edmondson stepped forward, and
in a calm voice said to them, “Gentlemen, do yourselves no harm, for
we are all here.” With this exception, all was still among the slaves
as despair could make it; not a word was spoken in the whole company. The
men were all bound and placed on board the steamer; the woman were left on
board the schooner, to be towed after.
The explanation of their capture was this:—In the morning after they
had sailed, many families in Washington found their slaves missing, and the
event created as great an excitement as the emancipation of France had, two
days before. At that time they had listened in the most complacent manner
to the announcement that the reign of slavery was near its close, because
they had not the slightest idea that the language meant anything; and they
were utterly confounded by this practical application of it. More than a hundred
men, mounted upon horses, determined to push out into the country, in pursuit
of these new disciples of the doctrine of universal emancipation. Here a coloured
man, by the name of Judson Diggs, betrayed the whole plot. He had been provoked,
because, after having taken a poor woman, with her luggage, down to the boat,
she was unable to pay the twenty-five cents that he demanded. So he told these
admirers of universal brotherhood that they need not ride into the country,
as their slaves had sailed down the river, and were far enough off by this
time. A steamer was immediately manned by two hundred armed men, and away
they went in pursuit.
When the cortege arrived with the captured slaves, there was a most furious
excitement in the city. The men were driven through the streets bound with
ropes, two and two. Showers of taunts and jeers rained upon them from all
sides. One man asked one of the girls if she “didn't feel pretty to
be caught
313 running away,” and another asked her “if
she wasn't sorry.” She answered, “No, if it was to do again to-morrow,
she would do the same.” The man turned to a bystander and said—“Han't
she got good spunk?”
But the most vehement excitement was against Drayton and Sayres, the captain
and mate of the vessel. Ruffians armed with dirk-knives and pistols crowded
around them, with the most horrid threats. One of them struck so near Drayton
as to cut his ear, which Emily noticed as bleeding. Meanwhile there mingled
in the crowd multitudes of the relatives of the captives, who, looking on
them as so many doomed victims, bewildered and lamented them. A brother-in-law
of the Edmondsons was so overcome when he saw them that he fainted away and
fell down in the street, and was carried home insensible. The sorrowful news
spread to the cottage of Paul and Milly Edmondson; and knowing that all their
children were now probably doomed to the Southern market, they gave themselves
up to sorrow. “Oh, what a day that was!” said the old mother,
when describing that scene to the writer. “Never a morsel of anything
could I put into my mouth. Paul and me, we fasted and prayed before the Lord,
night and day, for our poor children!”
The whole public sentiment of the community was roused to the most intense
indignation. It was repeated from mouth to mouth that they had been kindly
treated and never abused; and what could have induced them to try to get their
liberty? All that Mr. Stanton had said of the insensible influence of American
institutions, and all his pretty similes about the cotton-wood seeds, seemed
entirely to have escaped the memory of the community, and they could see nothing
but the most unheard-of depravity in the attempt of these people to secure
freedom. It was strenuously advised by many that their owners should not forgive
them—that no mercy should be shown; but that they should be thrown into
the hands of the traders, forthwith, for the Southern market—that Siberia
of the irresponsible despots of America.
When all the prisoners were lodged in jail, the owners came to make oath
to their property, and the property also was required to make oath to their
owners. Among them came the married sisters of Mary and Emily, but were not
allowed to enter the prison. The girls looked through the iron grates of the
third-storey windows, and saw their sisters standing below in the yard weeping.
The guardian of the Edmondsons, who acted in the place of the real owner,
apparently touched with their sorrow, promised
314 their family
and friends, who were anxious to purchase them, if possible, that they should
have an opportunity the next morning. Perhaps he intended at the time to give
them one; but, as Bruin and Hill, the keepers of the large slave warehouse
in Alexandria, offered him four thousand five hundred dollars for the six
children, they were irrevocably sold before the next morning. Bruin would
listen to no terms which any of their friends could propose. The lady with
whom Mary had lived offered a thousand dollars for her, but Bruin refused,
saying he could get double that sum in the New Orleans market. He said he
had had his eye upon the family for twelve years, and had the promise of them
should they ever be sold.
While the girls remained in the prison they had no beds nor chairs, and
only one blanket each, though the nights were chilly; but understanding that
the rooms below, where their brothers were confined, were still colder, and
that no blankets were given them, they sent their own down to them. In the
morning they were allowed to go down into the yard for a few moments; and
then they used to run to the window of their brothers' room, to bid them good
morning, and kiss them through the grate.
At ten o'clock, Thursday night, the brothers were handcuffed, and, with
their sisters, taken into carriages by their new owners, driven to Alexandria,
and put into a prison called a Georgia Pen. The girls were put into a large
room alone, in total darkness, without bed or blanket, where they spent the
night in sobs and tears, in utter ignorance of their brothers' fate. At eight
o'clock in the morning they were called to breakfast, when, to their great
comfort, they found their four brothers all in the same prison.
They remained here about four weeks, being usually permitted by day to
stay below with their brothers, and at night to return to their own rooms.
Their brothers had great anxieties about them, fearing they would be sold
South. Samuel, in particular, felt very sadly, as he had been the principal
actor in getting them away. He often said he would gladly
die for them, if that would save them from the fate he feared. He used
to weep a great deal, though he endeavoured to restrain his tears in their
presence.
While in the slave-prison they were required to wash for thirteen men,
though their brothers performed a great share of the labour. Before they left,
their size and height were measured by their owners. At length they were again
taken out, the brothers handcuffed, and all put on board a steamboat,
315 where were about forty slaves, mostly men, and taken to Baltimore.
The voyage occupied one day and a night. When arrived in Baltimore, they were
thrown into a slave-pen kept by a partner of Bruin and Hill. He was a man
of coarse habits, constantly using the most profane language, and grossly
obscene and insulting in his remarks to women. Here they were forbidden to
pray together, as they had previously been accustomed to do. But, by rising
very early in the morning, they secured to themselves a little interval which
they could employ, uninterrupted, in this manner. They, with four or five
other women in the prison, used to meet together before daybreak to spread
their sorrows before the Refuge of the afflicted; and in these prayers the
hard-hearted slave-dealer was daily remembered. The brothers of Mary and Emily
were very gentle and tender in their treatment of their sisters, which had
an influence upon other men in their company.
At this place they became acquainted with Aunt Rachel, a most godly woman,
about middle age, who had been sold into the prison away from her husband.
The poor husband used often to come to the prison and beg the trader to sell
her to his owners, who he thought were willing to
purchase her, if the price was not too high. But he was driven off with brutal
threats and curses. They remained in Baltimore about three weeks.
The friends in Washington, though hitherto unsuccessful in their efforts
to redeem the family, were still exerting themselves in their behalf; and
one evening a message was received from them by telegraph, stating that a
person would arrive in the morning train of cars prepared to bargain for the
family, and that a part of the money was now ready. But the trader was inexorable;
and in the morning, an hour before the cars were to arrive, they were all
put on board the brig “Union,” ready to sail for New Orleans.
The messenger came, and brought nine hundred dollars in money, the gift of
a grandson of John Jacob Astor. This was finally appropriated to the ransom
of Richard Edmondson, as his wife and children were said to be suffering in
Washington; and the trader would not sell the girls to them upon any consideration,
nor would he even suffer Richard to be brought back from the brig, which had
not yet sailed. The bargain was, however made, and the money deposited in
Baltimore.
On this brig the eleven women were put in one small apartment, and the
thirty or forty men in an adjoining one. Emily was very sea-sick most of the
time, and her brothers feared she would die. They used to come and carry her
out on deck and
316 back again, buy little comforts for their sisters,
and take all possible care of them.
Frequently head-winds blew them back, so that they made very slow progress;
and in their prayer-meetings, which they held every night, they used to pray
that head-winds might blow them to New York; and one of the sailors declared
that if they could get within one hundred miles of New York, and the slaves
would stand by him, he would make way with the captain, and pilot them into
New York himself.
When they arrived near Key West, they hoisted a signal for a pilot, the
captain being aware of the dangers of the place, and yet not knowing how to
avoid them. As the pilot-boat approached, the slaves were all fastened below,
and a heavy canvas thrown over the grated hatchway door, which entirely excluded
all circulation of air, and almost produced suffocation. The captain and pilot
had a long talk about the price, and some altercation ensued, the captain
not being willing to give the price demanded by the pilot; during which time
there was great suffering below. The women became so exhausted that they were
mostly helpless; and the situation of the men was not much better, though
they managed with a stick to break some holes through the canvass on their
side, so as to let in a little air, but a few only of the strongest could
get there to enjoy it. Some of them shouted for help as long as their strength
would permit; and at length, after what seemed to them an almost interminable
interview, the pilot left, refusing to assist them; the canvas was removed,
and the brig obliged to turn tack, and take another course. Then one after
another, as they got air and strength, crawled out on deck. Mary and Emily
were carried out by their brothers as soon as they were able to do it.
Soon after this the stock of provisions ran low, and the water failed,
so that the slaves were restricted to a gill a day. The sailors were allowed
a quart each, and often gave a pint of it to one of the Edmondsons for their
sisters; and they divided it with the other women, as they always did every
nice thing they got in such ways.
The day they arrived at the mouth of the Mississippi a terrible storm arose,
and the waves rolled mountain high, so that, when the pilot-boat approached,
it would sometimes seem to be entirely swallowed by the waves, and again it
would emerge, and again appear wholly buried. At length they were towed into
and up the river by a steamer, and there, for the first time, saw cotton plantations,
and gangs of slaves at work on them.
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They arrived at New Orleans in the night, and about ten the next day were
landed and marched to what they called the show-rooms, and, going out into
the yard, saw a great many men and women sitting around, with such sad faces
that Emily soon began to cry, upon which an overseer stepped up and struck
her on the chin, and bade her “stop crying, or he would give her something
to cry about.” Then pointing, he told her “there was the calaboose,
where they whipped those who did not behave themselves.” As soon as
he turned away, a slave-woman came and told her to look cheerful, if she possibly
could, as it would be far better for her. One of her brothers soon came to
inquire what the woman had been saying to her; and when informed, encouraged
Emily to follow the advice, and endeavoured to profit by it himself.
That night all the four brothers had their hair cut close, their moustaches
shaved off, and their usual clothing exchanged for a blue jacket and pants,
all of which so altered their appearance that at first their sisters did not
know them. Then, for three successive days, they were all obliged to stand
in an open porch fronting the street, for passers-by to look at, except, when
one was tired out, she might go in for a little time, and another take her
place. Whenever buyers called, they were paraded in the auction-room in rows,
exposed to coarse jokes and taunts. When any one took a liking to any girl
in the company, he would call her to him, take hold of her, open her mouth,
look at her teeth, and handle her person rudely, frequently making obscene
remarks; and she must stand and bear it, without resistance. Mary and Emily
complained to their brothers that they could not submit to such treatment.
They conversed about it with Wilson, a partner of Bruin and Hill, who had
the charge of the slaves at this prison. After this they were treated with
more decency.
Another brother of the girls, named Hamilton, had been a slave in or near
New Orleans for sixteen years, and had just purchased his own freedom for
one thousand dollars; having once before earned that sum for himself, and
then had it taken from him. Richard being now really free, as the money was
deposited in Baltimore for his ransom, found him out the next day after their
arrival at New Orleans, and brought him to the prison to see his brothers
and sisters. The meeting was over-poweringly affecting.
He had never before seen his sister Emily, as he had been sold away from
his parents before her birth.
The girls' lodging-room was occupied at night by about
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or thirty women, who all slept on the bare floor, with only a blanket each.
After a few days, word was received (which was really incorrect
), that half the money had been raised for the redemption of Mary and
Emily. After this they were allowed, upon their brothers' earnest request,
to go to their free brother's house and spend their nights, and return in
the mornings, as they had suffered greatly from the mosquitos and other insects,
and their feet were swollen and sore.
While at this prison some horrible cases of cruelty came to their knowledge,
and some of them under their own observation. Two persons, one woman and one
boy, were whipped to death in the prison while they were there, though they
were not in the same pen, or owned by the same trader, as themselves.
None of the slaves were allowed to sleep in the day-time, and sometimes
little children sitting or standing idle all day would become so sleepy as
not to be able to hold up their eyelids; but, if they were caught thus by
the overseer, they were cruelly beaten. Mary and Emily used to watch the little
ones, and let them sleep until they heard the overseers coming, and then spring
and rouse them in a moment.
One young woman, who had been sold by the traders for the worst of purposes,
was returned, not being fortunate (?) enough to suit her purchaser; and, as
is their custom in such cases, was most cruelly flogged—so much so that
some of her flesh mortified, and her life was despaired of. When Mary and
Emily first arrived at New Orleans they saw and conversed with her. She was
then just beginning to sit up; was quite small, and very fine-looking, with
beautiful straight hair, which was formerly long, but had been cut off short
by her brutal tormentors.
The overseer who flogged her said, in their hearing, that he would never
flog another girl in that way—it was too much for any one to bear. They
suggest that perhaps the reason why he promised this was because he was obliged
to be her nurse, and of course saw her sufferings. She was from Alexandria,
but they have forgotten her name.
One young man and woman of their company in the prison, who were engaged
to be married, and were sold to different owners, felt so distressed at their
separation that they could not or did not labour well; and the young man was
soon sent back, with the complaint that he would not answer the purpose. Of
course, the money was to be refunded, and he flogged. He was condemned to
be flogged each night for a week; and, after about two hundred lashes by the
overseer, each one of the male slaves in the prison was required to come and
lay on five lashes
319 with all his strength, upon penalty of being
flogged himself. The young woman, too, was soon sent there, with a note from
her new mistress, requesting that she might be whipped a certain number of
lashes, and enclosing the money to pay for it; which request was readily complied
with.
While in New Orleans they saw gangs of women cleaning the streets, chained
together, some with a heavy iron ball attached to the chain; a form of punishment
frequently resorted to for household servants who had displeased their mistresses.
Hamilton Edmondson, the brother who had purchased his own freedom, made
great efforts to get good homes for his brothers and sisters in New Orleans,
so that they need not be far separated from each other. One day Mr. Wilson,
the overseer, took Samuel away with him in a carriage, and returned without
him. The brothers and sisters soon found that he was sold, and gone they knew
not whither; but they were not allowed to weep, or even look sad, upon pain
of severe punishment. The next day, however, to their great joy, he came to
the prison himself, and told them he had a good home in the city with an Englishman,
who had paid a thousand dollars for him.
After remaining about three weeks in this prison, the Edmondsons were told
that in consequence of the prevalence of the yellow fever in the city, together
with their not being acclimated, it was deemed dangerous for them to remain
there longer; and, besides this, purchasers were loth to give good prices
under these circumstances. Some of the slaves in the pen were already sick;
some of them old, poor, or dirty, and for these reasons greatly exposed to
sickness. Richard Edmondson had already been ransomed, and must be sent back;
and, upon the whole, it was thought best to fit out and send off a gang to
Baltimore without delay.
The Edmondsons received these tidings with joyful hearts, for they had
not yet been undeceived with regard to the raising of the money for their
ransom. Their brother who was free procured for them many comforts for the
voyage, such as a mattress, blankets, sheets, and different kinds of food
and drink; and, accompanied to the vessel by their friends there, they embarked
on the brig “Union” just at night, and were towed out of the river.
The brig had nearly a full cargo of cotton, molasses, sugar, &c., and,
of course, the space for the slaves was exceedingly limited. The place allotted
the females was a little, close, filthy room, perhaps eight or ten feet square,
filled with cotton within two or three feet of the top of the room, except
the space directly under
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kept his sisters upon deck with him, though without a shelter; prepared their
food himself, made up their bed at night on the top of barrels, or wherever
he could find a place, and then slept by their side. Sometimes a storm would
arise in the middle of the night, when he would spring up and wake them, and,
gathering up their bed and bedding, conduct them to a little kind of a pantry,
where they could all three just stand, till the storm passed away. Sometimes
he contrived to make a temporary shelter for them out of bits of boards, or
something else on deck.
After a voyage of sixteen days, they arrived at Baltimore, fully expecting
that their days of slavery were numbered. Here they were conducted back to
the same old prison from which they had been taken a few weeks before, though
they supposed it would be but for an hour or two. Presently Mr. Bigelow, of
Washington, came for Richard. When the girls found that they were not to be
set free too, their grief and disappointment were unspeakable. But they were separated—Richard to go to his home, his wife and
children, and they to remain in the slave-prison. Wearisome days and nights
again rolled on. In the mornings they were obliged to march round the yard
to the music of fiddles, banjoes, &c.; in the daytime they washed and
ironed for the male slaves, slept some, and wept a great deal. After a few
weeks their father came to visit them, accompanied by their sister.
His object was partly to ascertain what were the very lowest terms upon
which their keeper would sell the girls, as he indulged a faint hope that
in some way or other the money might be raised, if time enough were allowed.
The trader declared he should soon send them to some other slave-market, but
he would wait two weeks, and, if the friends could raise the money in that
time, they might have them.
The night their father and sister spent in the prison with them, he lay
in the room over their heads; and they could hear him groan all night, while
their sister was weeping by their side. None of them closed their eyes in
sleep.
In the morning came again the wearisome routine of the slave-prison. Old
Paul walked quietly into the yard, and sat down to see the poor slaves marched
around. He had never seen his daughters in such circumstances before, and
his feelings quite overcame him. The yard was narrow, and the girls, as they
walked by him, almost brushing him with their clothes, could just hear him
groaning within himself, “O my children! my children!”
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After the breakfast, which none of them were able to eat, they parted with
sad hearts, the father begging the keeper to send them to New Orleans, if
the money could not be raised, as perhaps their brothers there might secure
for them kind masters.
Two or three weeks afterwards Bruin and Hill visited the prison, dissolved
partnership with the trader, settled accounts, and took the Edmondsons again
in their own possession.
The girls were roused about eleven o'clock at night, after they had fallen
asleep, and told to get up directly, and prepare for going home. They had
learned that the word of a slaveholder is not to be trusted, and feared they
were going to be sent to Richmond, Virginia, as there had been talk of it.
They were soon on their way in the cars with Bruin, and arrived at Washington
at a little past midnight.
Their hearts throbbed high when, after these long months of weary captivity,
they found themselves once more in the city where were their brothers, sisters,
and parents. But they were permitted to see none of them, and were put into
a carriage and driven immediately to the slave-prison at Alexandria, where,
about two o'clock at night, they found themselves in the same forlorn old
room in which they had begun their term of captivity!
This was the latter part of August. Again they were employed in washing,
ironing, and sewing by day, and always locked up by night. Sometimes they
were allowed to sew in Bruin's house, and even to eat there. After they had
been in Alexandria two or three weeks, their eldest married sister, not having
heard from them for some time, came to see Bruin, to learn, if possible, something
of their fate; and her surprise and joy were great to see them once more,
even there. After a few weeks their old father came again to see them. Hopeless
as the idea of their emancipation seemed, he still clung to it. He had had
some encouragement of assistance in Washington, and he purposed to go North
to see if anything could be done there; and he was anxious to obtain from
Bruin what were the very lowest possible terms for which he would sell the
girls. Bruin drew up his terms in the following document, which we subjoin:—
Alexandria, Va., Sept. 5, 1848.
The bearer, Paul Edmondson, is the father of two girls, Mary Jane and Emily
Catherine Edmondson. These girls have been purchased by us, and once sent
to the South; and, upon the positive assurance that the money for them would
be raised if they were brought back, they were returned. Nothing, it appears,
has as yet been done in this respect by those who promised, and we are on
the very eve of sending them South the second time; and we are candid in saying
that, if
322 they go again, we will not regard any promises made
in relation to them. The father wishes to raise money to pay for them; and
intends to appeal to the liberality of the humane and the good to aid him,
and has requested us to state in writing the conditions upon which we will
sell his daughters.
We expect to start our servants to the South in a few days; if the sum
of twelve hundred (1200) dollars be raised and paid to us in fifteen days,
or we be assured of that sum, then we will retain them for twenty-five days
more, to give an opportunity for the raising of the other thousand and fifty
(1050) dollars; otherwise we shall be compelled to send them along with our
other servants.
BRUIN
AND HILL.
Paul took his papers, and parted from his daughters sorrowfully. After
this, the time to the girls dragged on in heavy suspense. Constantly they
looked for letter or message, and prayed to God to raise them up a deliverer
from some quarter. But day after day and week after week passed, and the dreaded
time drew near. The preliminaries for fitting up the gang for South Carolina
commenced. Gay calico was bought for them to make up into “show dresses,”
in which they were to be exhibited on sale. They made them up with far sadder
feelings than they would have sewed on their own shrouds. Hope had almost
died out of their bosoms. A few days before the gang were to be sent off,
their sister made them a sad farewell visit. They mingled their prayers and
tears, and the girls made up little tokens of remembrance to send by her as
parting gifts to their brothers and sisters, and aged father and mother; and
with a farewell sadder than that of a death-bed, the sisters parted.
The evening before the coffle was to start drew on. Mary and Emily went
to the house to bid Bruin's family good-bye. Bruin had a little daughter who
had been a pet and favourite with the girls. She clung round them, cried,
and begged them not to go. Emily told her that if she wished to have them
stay, she must go and ask her father. Away ran the little pleader, full of
her errand; and was so very earnest in her importunities, that he, to pacify
her, said he would consent to their remaining, if his partner, Captain Hill,
would do so. At this time Bruin, hearing Mary crying aloud in the prison,
went up to see her. With all the earnestness of despair, she made her last
appeal to his feelings. She begged him to make the case his own, to think
of his own dear little daughter—what if she were exposed to be torn
away from every friend on earth, and cut off from all hope of redemption,
at the very moment, too, when deliverance was expected! Bruin was not absolutely
a man of stone, and this agonising appeal brought tears to his
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eyes. He gave some encouragement that, if Hill would consent, they need not
be sent off with the gang. A sleepless night followed, spent in weeping, groaning,
and prayer. Morning at last dawned; and, according to orders received the
day before, they prepared themselves to go, and even put on their bonnets
and shawls, and stood ready for the word to be given. When the very last tear
of hope was shed, and they were going out to join the gang, Bruin's heart
relented. He called them to him, and told them they might remain! Oh, how
glad were their hearts made by this, as they might now
hope on a little longer! Either the entreaties of little Martha or Mary's
plea with Bruin had prevailed.
Soon the gang was started on foot—men, women, and children, two and
two, the men all handcuffed together, the right wrist of one to the left wrist
of the other, and a chain passing through the middle from the handcuffs of
one couple to those of the next. The women and children walked in the same
manner throughout, handcuffed or chained. Drivers went before and at the side,
to take up those who were sick or lame. They were obliged to set off
singing! accompanied with fiddles and banjoes!—“
For they that carried us away captive required of us a song, and they that
wasted us required of us mirth.” And this is a scene of daily occurrence
in a Christian country! and Christian ministers say that the right to do these
things is given by God himself!!
Meanwhile poor old Paul Edmondson went northward to supplicate aid. Any
one who should have travelled in the cars at that time might have seen a venerable-looking
black man, all whose air and attitude indicated a patient humility, and who
seemed to carry a weight of overwhelming sorrow, like one who had long been
acquainted with grief. That man was Paul Edmondson.
Alone, friendless, unknown, and, worst of all, black, he came into the
great bustling city of New York, to see if there was any one there who could
give him twenty-five hundred dollars to buy his daughters with. Can anybody
realise what a poor man's feelings are, who visits a great, bustling, rich
city, alone and unknown, for such an object? The writer has now, in a letter
from a slave father and husband who was visiting Portland on a similar errand,
a touching expression of it:
I walked all day, till I was tired and discouraged. O! Mrs. S——, when
I see so many people who seem to have so many more things than they want or
know what to do with, and then think that I have worked hard, till I am past
forty, all my life, and don't own even my own wife and children, it makes
me feel sick and discouraged!
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So sick at heart and discouraged felt Paul Edmondson. He went to the Anti-Slavery
Office, and made his case known. The sum was such a large one, and seemed
to many so exorbitant, that though they pitied the poor father, they were
disheartened about raising it. They wrote to Washington to authenticate the
particulars of the story, and wrote to Bruin and Hill to see if there could
be any reduction of price. Meanwhile the poor old man looked sadly from one
adviser to another. He was recommended to go to the Rev. H. W. Beecher, and
tell his story. He inquired his way to his door—ascended the steps to
ring the door-bell, but his heart failed him: he sat down on the steps, weeping!
There Mr. Beecher found him. He took him in, and inquired his story. There
was to be a public meeting that night to raise money. The hapless father begged
him to go and plead for his children. He did go, and spoke as if he were pleading
for his own father and sisters. Other clergymen followed in the same strain,
the meeting became enthusiastic, and the money was raised on the spot, and
poor old Paul laid his head that night on a grateful pillow—not to sleep,
but to give thanks!
Meanwhile the girls had been dragging on anxious days in the slave-prison.
They were employed in sewing for Bruin's family, staying sometimes in the
prison, and sometimes in the house.
It is to be stated here that Mr. Bruin is a man of very different character
from many in his trade. He is such a man as never would have been found in
the profession of a slave-trader, had not the most respectable and religious
part of the community defended the right to buy and sell, as being conferred
by God himself. It is a fact, with regard to this man, that he was one of
the earliest subscribers to the National Era, in the
District of Columbia; and when a certain individual there brought himself
into great peril by assisting fugitive slaves, and there was no one found
to go bail for him, Mr. Bruin came forward and performed this kindness.
While we abhor the horrible system and the horrible trade with our whole
soul, there is no harm, we suppose, in wishing that such a man had a better
occupation. Yet we cannot forbear reminding all such that, when we come to
give our account at the judgment-seat of Christ, every man must speak for himself alone; and that Christ will not accept as
an apology for sin the word of all the ministers and all the synods in the
country. He has given fair warning, “Beware of false prophets;”
and if people will not beware of them, their blood is upon their own heads.
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The girls, while under Mr. Bruin's care, were treated with as much kindness
and consideration as could possibly consist with the design of selling them.
There is no doubt that Bruin was personally friendly to them, and really wished
most earnestly that they might be ransomed; but then he did not see how he
was to lose two thousand five hundred dollars. He had just the same difficulty
on this subject that some New York members of churches have had, when they
have had slaves brought into their hands as security for Southern debts. He
was sorry for them, and wished them well, and hoped Providence would provide
for them when they were sold, but still he could not afford to lose his money;
and while such men remain elders and communicants in churches in New York,
we must not be surprised that there remain slave-traders in Alexandria.
It is one great art of the enemy of souls to lead men to compound for their
participation in one branch of sin by their righteous horror of another. The
slave-trader has been the general scape-goat on whom all parties have vented
their indignation, while buying of him and selling to him.
There is an awful warning given in the fiftieth Psalm to those who in word
have professed religion and in deed consented to iniquity, where from the
judgment-seat Christ is represented as thus addressing them:—“What
hast thou to do to declare my statutes, or that thou
shouldst take my covenant into thy mouth, seeing thou hatest instruction,
and castest my words behind thee? When thou sawest a thief, then thou consentedst
with him, and hast been partaker with adulterers.”
One thing is certain, that all who do these things, openly or secretly,
must, at last, make up their account with a Judge who is no respecter of persons,
and who will just as soon condemn an elder in the church for slave-trading
as a professed trader; nay, He may make it more tolerable for the Sodom and
Gomorrah of the trade than for them—for it may be, if the trader had
the means of grace that they have had, that he would have repented long ago.
But to return to our history.—The girls were sitting sewing near
the open window of their cage, when Emily said to Mary, “There, Mary,
is that white man we have seen from the North.” They both looked, and
in a moment more saw their own dear father. They sprang and ran through the
house and the office, and into the street, shouting as they ran, followed
by Bruin, who said he thought the girls were crazy. In a moment they were
in their father's arms, but observed that he trembled exceedingly, and that
his voice was unsteady. They eagerly inquired if the
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raised for their ransom. Afraid of exciting their hopes too soon, before their
free papers were signed, he said he would talk with them soon, and went into
the office with Mr. Bruin and Mr. Chaplin. Mr. Bruin professed himself sincerely
glad, as undoubtedly he was, that they had brought the money; but seemed much
hurt by the manner in which he had been spoken of by the Rev. H. W. Beecher
at the liberation meeting in New York, thinking it hard that no difference
should be made between him and other traders, when he had shown himself so
much more considerate and humane than the great body of them. He, however,
counted over the money and signed the papers with great good will, taking
out a five-dollar gold piece for each of the girls, as a parting present.
The affair took longer than they supposed, and the time seemed an age to
the poor girls, who were anxiously walking up and down outside the room, in
ignorance of their fate. Could their father have brought the money? Why did
he tremble so? Could he have failed of the money, at last? Or could it be
that their dear mother was dead, for they had heard that she was very ill!
At length a messenger came shouting to them, “You are free, you are
free!” Emily thinks she sprang nearly to the ceiling overhead. They
jumped, clapped their hands, laughed and shouted aloud. Soon their father
came to them, embraced them tenderly, and attempted to quiet them, and told
them to prepare themselves to go and see their mother. This they did they
know not how, but with considerable help from the family, who all seemed to
rejoice in their joy. Their father procured a carriage to take them to the
wharf, and, with joy overflowing all bounds, they bade a most affectionate
farewell to each member of the family, not even omitting Bruin himself. The
“good that there is in human nature” for once had the upper hand,
and all were moved to tears of sympathetic joy. Their father, with subdued
tenderness, made great efforts to soothe their tumultuous feelings, and at
length partially succeeded. When they arrived at Washington, a carriage was
ready to take them to their sister's house. People of every rank and description
came running together to get a sight of them. Their brothers caught them up
in their arms, and ran about with them, almost frantic with joy. Their aged
and venerated mother, raised up from a sick-bed by the stimulus of the glad
news, was there, weeping and giving thanks to God. Refreshments were prepared
in their sister's house for all who called, and amid greetings and rejoicings,
tears and gladness, prayers and thanks-
327 givings, but without
sleep, the night passed away, and the morning of November 4, 1848, dawned
upon them free and happy.
This last spring, during the month of May, as the writer has already intimated,
the aged mother of the Edmondson family came on to New York, and the reason
of her coming may be thus briefly explained. She had still one other daughter,
the guide and support of her feeble age, or, as she calls her, in her own
expressive language, “the last drop of blood in her heart.” She
had also a son, twenty-one years of age, still a slave on a neighbouring plantation.
The infirm woman in whose name the estate was held was supposed to be drawing
near to death, and the poor parents were distressed with the fear that, in
case of this event, their two remaining children would be sold for the purpose
of dividing the estate, and thus thrown into the dreaded Southern market.
No one can realise what a constant horror the slave-prisons and the slave-traders
are to all the unfortunate families in the vicinity. Everything for which
other parents look on their children with pleasure and pride is to these poor
souls a source of anxiety and dismay, because it renders the child so much
more a merchantable article.
It is no wonder, therefore, that the light in Paul and Milly's cottage
was overshadowed by this terrible idea.
The guardians of these children had given their father a written promise
to sell them to him for a certain sum, and by hard begging he had acquired
a hundred dollars towards the twelve hundred which were necessary. But he
was now confined to his bed with sickness. After pouring out earnest prayer
to the Helper of the helpless, Milly says, one day she said to Paul, “I
tell ye, Paul, I'm going up to New York myself, to see if I can't get that
money.”
“Paul says to me, 'Why, Milly dear, how can you? Ye an't fit to be
off the bed, and ye's never in the cars in your life.'
“'Never you fear, Paul,' says I; 'I shall go trusting in the Lord;
and the Lord, He'll take me, and He'll bring me, that I know.'
“So I went to the cars and got a white man to put me aboard; and,
sure enough, there I found two Bethel ministers; and one set one side o' me,
and one set the other, all the way; and they got me my tickets, and looked
after my things, and did everything for me. There didn't anything happen to
me all the way. Sometimes, when I went to set down in the sitting-rooms, people
looked at me and moved
328 off so scornful! Well, I thought, I wish
the Lord would give you a better mind.”
Emily and Mary, who had been at school in New York State, came to the city
to meet their mother, and they brought her directly to the Rev. Henry W. Beecher's
house, where the writer then was.
The writer remembers now the scene when she first met this mother and daughters.
It must be recollected that they had not seen each other before for four years.
One was sitting each side the mother, holding her hand; and the air of pride
and filial affection with which they presented her was touching to behold.
After being presented to the writer, she again sat down between them, took
a hand of each, and looked very earnestly first on one and then on the other;
and then looking up, said, with a smile, “Oh, these children! how they
do lie round our hearts!”
She then explained to the writer all her sorrows and anxieties for the
younger children. “Now, madam,” she says, “that man that
keeps the great trading-house at Alexandria, that man,
” she said with a strong, indignant expression, “has sent
to know if there's any more of my children to be sold. That man said he wanted
to see me! Yes, ma'am, he said he'd give twenty dollars
to see me. I wouldn't see him if he'd give me a hundred! He sent for me to
come and see him when he had my daughters in his prison. I wouldn't go to
see him; I didn't want to see them there!”
The two daughters, Emily and Mary, here became very much excited, and broke
out in some very natural but bitter language against all slaveholders. “Hush,
children! you must forgive your enemies,” she said. “But they're
so wicked!” said the girls. “Ah, children, you must hate—the sin, but love the sinner.”
“Well,” said one of the girls, “mother, if I was taken again
and made a slave of, I'd kill myself.” “I trust not, child; that
would be wicked.” “But, mother, I should;
I know I never could bear it.” “Bear it, my child!” she
answered, “it's they that bears the sorrow here is they that has the
glories there.”
There was a deep, indescribable pathos of voice and manner as she said
these words; a solemnity and force, and yet a sweetness, that can never be
forgotten.
This poor slave-mother, whose whole life had been one long outrage on her
holiest feelings; who had been kept from the power to read God's Word, whose
whole pilgrimage had been made one day of sorrow by the injustice of a Christian
nation,
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Christian ethics, and to do what so few reformers can do—hate the sin, but love the sinner!
A great deal of interest was excited among the ladies in Brooklyn by this
history. Several large meetings were held in different parlours, in which
the old mother related her history with great simplicity and pathos, and a
subscription for the redemption of the remaining two of her family, was soon
on foot. It may be interesting to know that the subscription-list was headed
by the lovely and benevolent Jenny Lind Goldschmidt.
Some of the ladies who listened to this touching story were so much interested
in Mrs. Edmondson personally, they wished to have her daguerreotype taken,
both that they might be strengthened and refreshed by the sight of her placid
countenance, and that they might see the beauty of true goodness beaming there.
She accordingly went to the rooms with them, with all the simplicity of
a little child. “Oh,” said she to one of the ladies, “you
can't think how happy it's made me to get here, where everybody is
so kind to me! Why, last night, when I went home, I was so happy I couldn't
sleep. I had to go and tell my Saviour, over and over again, how happy I was.”
A lady spoke to her about reading something. “Law bless you, honey!
I can't read a letter.”
“Then,” said another lady, “how have you learned so much
of God and heavenly things?”
“Well, 'pears like a gift from above.”
“Can you have the Bible read to you?”
“Why, yes; Paul, he reads a little, but then he has so much work
all day, and when he gets home at night he's so tired! and his eyes is bad.
But the Sperit teaches us.”
“Do you go much to meeting?”
“Not much now, we live so far. In winter I can't never. But, oh!
what meetings I have had, alone in the corner—my Saviour and only me!”
The smile with which these words were spoken was a thing to be remembered.
A little girl, daughter of one of the ladies, made some rather severe remarks
about somebody in the daguerreotype rooms, and her mother checked her.
The old lady looked up, with her placid smile. “That puts me in mind,”
she said, “of what I heard a preacher say once. 'My friends,' says he,
'if you know of anything that will make a brother's heart glad,
run quick and tell it; but if it is some-
330 thing that will
only cause a sigh, bottle it up, bottle it up!' Oh, I often tell my children,
'Bottle it up, bottle it up!' ”
When the writer came to part with the old lady, she said to her, “Well,
good-bye, my dear friend; remember and pray for me.”
“Pray for you!” she said, earnestly.
“Indeed I shall; I can't help it.” She then, raising her finger,
said, in an emphatic tone, peculiar to the old of her race, “Tell you
what: we never gets no good bread ourselves till we begins
to ask for our brethren.”
The writer takes this opportunity to inform all those friends, in different
parts of the country, who generously contributed for the redemption of these
children, that they are at last free!
The following extract from the letter of a lady in Washington may be interesting
to them:—
I have seen the Edmondson parents—Paul and his wife Milly. I have
seen the free Edmondsons—mother, son, and daughter—the very day
after the great era of free life commenced, while yet the inspiration was
on them, while the mother's face was all light and love, the father's eyes
moistened and glistening with tears, the son calm in conscious manhood and
responsibility, the daughter (not more than fifteen years old, I think) smiling
a delightful appreciation of joy in the present and hope in the future, thus
suddenly and completely unfolded.
Thus have we finished the account of one of the families who were taken
on board the “Pearl.” We have another history to give, to which
we cannot promise so fortunate a termination.
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CHAPTER VII.
AMONG those unfortunates guilty of loving freedom
too well was a beautiful young quadroon girl, named Emily Russell, whose mother
is now living in New York. The writer has seen and conversed with her. She
is a pious woman, highly esteemed and respected, a member of a Christian church.
By the avails of her own industry she purchased her freedom, and also redeemed
from bondage some of her children. Emily was a resident of Washington, D.
C., a place which belongs not to any State, but to the United States; and
there, under the laws of the United States, she was held as a slave. She was
of a gentle disposition and amiable manners; she had been early touched with
a sense of religious things, and was on the very point of uniting herself
with a Christian church; but her heart yearned after her widowed mother and
after freedom, and so, on the fatal night when all the other poor victims
sought the Pearl, the child Emily went also among
them.
How they were taken has already been told. The sin of the poor girl was
inexpiable. Because she longed for her mother's arms and for liberty, she
could not be forgiven. Nothing would do for such a sin, but to throw her into
the hands of the trader. She also was thrown into Bruin and Hill's gaol, in
Alexandria. Her poor mother in New York received the following letter from
her. Read it, Christian mother, and think what if your daughter had written
it to you!—
Alexandria, Jan. 22, 1850.
MY DEAR MOTHER—I take this opportunity
of writing you a few lines, to inform you that I am in Bruin's Jail, and Aunt
Sally and all of her children, and Aunt Hagar and all her children, and grandmother
is almost crazy. My dear mother, will you please to come on as soon as you
can? I expect to go away very shortly. O mother! my dear mother! come now
and see your distressed and heart-broken daughter once more. Mother! my dear
mother! do not forsake me, for I feel desolate! Please to come now.
Your daughter,
EMILY RUSSELL.
To Mrs. Nancy Cartwright, New York.
P.S.—If you do not come as far as Alexandria, come to Washington,
and do what you can.
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That letter, blotted and tear-soiled, was brought by this poor washerwoman
to some Christian friends in New York, and shown to them. “What do you
suppose they will ask for her?” was her question. All that she had—her
little house, her little furniture, her small earnings—all these poor
Nancy was willing to throw in; but all these were but as a drop to the bucket.
The first thing to be done, then, was to ascertain what Emily could be
redeemed for; and, as it may be an interesting item of American trade, we
give the reply of the traders in full:—
Alexandria, Jan. 31, 1850.
DEAR SIR,—When I received your letter
I had not bought the negroes you spoke of, but since that time I have bought
them. All I have to say about the matter is, that we paid very high for the
negroes, and cannot afford to sell the girl Emily for less than EIGHTEEN HUNDRED
DOLLARS. This may seem a high price to you, but, cotton being very high, consequently
slaves are high. We have two or three offers for Emily from gentlemen from
the South. She is said to be the finest-looking woman in this country. As
for Hagar and her seven children, we will take two thousand five hundred dollars
for them. Sally and her four children, we will take for them two thousand
eight hundred dollars. You may seem a little surprised at the difference in
prices, but the difference in the negroes makes the difference in price. We
expect to start South with the negroes on the 8th February, and if you intend
to do anything, you had better do it soon.
Yours respectfully, BRUIN
AND HILL.
This letter came to New York before the case of the Edmondsons had called
the attention of the community to this subject. The enormous price asked entirely
discouraged effort, and before anything of importance was done they heard
that the coffle had departed, with Emily in it.
Hear, O heavens! and give ear, O earth! Let it be known, in all the countries
of the earth, that the price of a beautiful Christian girl in America, when
she is set up to be sold to a life of shame, is from EIGHTEEN HUNDRED TO TWO
THOUSAND DOLLARS; and yet, judicatories in the church of Christ have said,
in solemn conclave, that AMERICAN
SLAVERY AS IT IS IS NO EVIL!*
From the table of the Sacrament and from the sanctuary of the church of
Christ this girl was torn away, because her beauty was a saleable article
in the slave-market in New Orleans!
Perhaps some Northern apologist for slavery will say she was
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kindly treated here—not handcuffed by the wrist to a chain, and forced
to walk, as articles less choice are; that a waggon was provided, and that
she rode; and that food abundant was given her to eat, and that her clothing
was warm and comfortable, and therefore no harm was done. We have heard it
told us, again and again, that there is no harm in slavery, if one is only
warm enough, and full-fed, and comfortable. It is true that the slave-woman
has no protection from the foulest dishonour and the utmost insult that can
be offered to womanhood—none whatever in law or gospel; but so long
as she has enough to eat and wear, our Christian fathers and mothers tell
us it is not so bad!
Poor Emily could not think so. There was no eye to pity, and none to help.
The food of her accursed lot did not nourish her; the warmest clothing could
not keep the chill of slavery from her heart. In the middle of the overland
passage, sick, weary, heart-broken, the child laid her down and died. By that
lonely pillow there was no mother; but there was one Friend, who loveth at
all times, who is closer than a brother. Could our eyes be touched by the
seal of faith, where others see only the lonely wilderness and the dying girl,
we, perhaps, should see one closed in celestial beauty, waiting for that short
agony to be over, that He might redeem her from all iniquity, and present
her faultless before the presence of his Grace with exceeding joy.
Even the hard-hearted trader was touched with her sad fate, and we are
credibly informed that he said he was sorry he had taken her.
Bruin and Hill wrote to New York that the girl Emily was dead. The Quaker,
William Harned, went with the letter, to break the news to her mother. Since
she had given up all hope of redeeming her daughter from the dreadful doom
to which she had been sold, the helpless mother had drooped like a stricken
woman. She no longer lifted up her head, or seemed to take any interest in
life.
When Mr. Harned called on her, she asked eagerly,
“Have you heard anything from my daughter?”
“Yes, I have,” was the reply—“a letter from Bruin
and Hill.”
“And what is the news?”
He thought best to give a direct answer—“
Emily is dead.”
The poor mother clasped her hands, and, looking upwards, said, “The
Lord be thanked! He has heard my prayers at last!”
And, now, will it be said this is an exceptional case—it hap-
334 pens one time in a thousand? Though we know that this is the foulest
of falsehoods, and that the case is only a specimen of what is acting every
day in the American slave-trade, yet, for argument's sake, let us, for once,
admit it to be true. If only once in this nation, under the protection of
our law, a Christian girl had been torn from the altar and the communion-table,
and sold to foulest shame and dishonour, would that have been a light sin?
Does not Christ say, “Inasmuch as ye have done it unto
one of the least of these, ye have done it unto me?” Oh, words
of woe for thee, America! words of woe for thee, church of Christ! Hast thou
trod them under foot and trampled them in the dust so long that Christ has
forgotten them? In the day of judgment everyone of these words shall rise
up, living and burning, as accusing angels to witness against thee. Art thou,
O church of Christ! praying daily, “Thy kingdom come?” Darest
thou pray, “Come, Lord Jesus, come quickly?” Oh, what if He should
come? What if the Lord, whom ye seek, should suddenly
come into his temple? If his soul was stirred within him when he found within
his temple of old those that changed money, and sold sheep, and oxen, and
doves, what will he say now, when he finds them selling body, blood, and bones
of his own people? And is the Christian church, which justifies this enormous
system—which has used the awful name of her Redeemer to sanction the
buying, selling, and trading in the souls of men—is this church the
bride of Christ? Is she one with Christ, even as Christ is one with the Father?
Oh, bitter mockery! Does this church believe that every Christian's body is
a temple of the Holy Ghost? Or does she think those solemn words were idle
breath, when, a thousand times, every day and week, in the midst of her, is
this temple set up and sold at auction, to be bought by any godless, blasphemous
man who has money to pay for it!
As to poor Daniel Bell and his family, whose contested claim to freedom
was the beginning of the whole trouble, a few members of it were redeemed,
and the rest were plunged into the abyss of slavery. It would seem as if this
event, like the sinking of a ship, drew into its Maelstrom the fate of every
unfortunate being who was in its vicinity. A poor, honest, hard-working slave-man,
of the name of Thomas Ducket, had a wife who was on board the
Pearl. Tom was supposed to know the men who countenanced the enterprise,
and his master, therefore, determined to sell him. He brought him to Washington
for the purpose. Some in Washington doubted his legal right to bring a slave
from Maryland for the purpose of selling him, and
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legal proceedings to test the matter. While they were pending, the counsel
for the master told the men who brought action against his client, that Tom
was anxious to be sold; that he preferred being sold to the man who had purchased
his wife and children rather than to have his liberty. It was well known that
Tom did not wish to be separated from his family, and the friends here, confiding
in the representation made to them, consented to withdraw the proceedings.
Some time after this they received letters from poor Tom Ducket, dated
ninety miles above New Orleans, complaining sadly of his condition, and making
piteous appeals to hear from them respecting his wife and children. Upon inquiry,
nothing could be learned respecting them. They had been sold and gone—sold
and gone—no one knew whither; and as a punishment to Tom for his contumacy
in refusing to give the name of the man who had projected the expedition of
the Pearl, he was denied the privilege of going off
the place, and was not allowed to talk with the other servants, his master
fearing a conspiracy. In one of his letters he says, “I have seen more
trouble here in one day than I have in all my life.” In another, “I
would be glad to hear from her (his wife), but I should be more glad to hear
of her death than for her to come here.”
In his distress, Tom wrote a letter to Mr. Bigelow, of Washington. People
who are not in the habit of getting such documents have no idea of them. We
give a fac simile of Tom's letter, with all its poor
spelling, all its ignorance, helplessness, and misery.
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TOM DUCKET'S LETTER.
February 18, 1852.
Mr. BIGELOW.—DEAR SIR,—I write to
let you know how I am getting along. Hard times here. I have not had one hour
to go outside the place since I have been on it. I put my trust in the Lord
to help me. I long to hear from you all. I written to hear from you all. Mr.
Bigelow, I hope you will not forget me. You know it was not my fault that
I am here. I hope you will name me to Mr. Geden, Mr. Chaplin, Mr. Bailey,
to help me out of it. I believe that if they would make the least move to
it that it could be done. I long to hear from my family how they are getting
along. You will please to write to me just to let me know how they are getting
along. You can write to me.
I remain your humble servant,
THOMAS DUCKET.
You can direct your letters to Thomas Ducket, in care of Mr. Samuel T.
Harrison, Louisiana, near Bayou Goula. For God's sake, let me hear from you
all My wife and children are not out of my mind, day nor night.
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CHAPTER VIII.
KIDNAPPING.
THE principle which declares that one human
being may lawfully hold another as property leads directly to the trade in
human beings; and that trade has, among its other horrible results, the temptation
to the crime of kidnapping.
The trader is generally a man of coarse nature and low associations, hard-hearted,
and reckless of right or honour. He who is not so is an exception, rather
than a specimen. If he has anything good about him when he begins the business,
it may well be seen that he is in a fair way to lose it.
Around the trader are continually passing and repassing men and women who
would be worth to him thousands of dollars in the way of trade—who belong
to a class whose rights nobody respects, and who, if reduced to slavery, could
not easily make their word good against him. The probability is that hundreds
of free men and women and children are all the time being precipitated into
slavery in this way.
The recent case of Northrop, tried in Washington,
D. C., throws light on this fearful subject. The following account is abridged
from the New York Times:—
Solomon Northrop is a free coloured citizen of the United States; he was
born in Essex County, New York, about the year 1808; became early a resident
of Washington County, and married there in 1829. His father and mother resided
in the county of Washington about fifty years, till their decease, and were
both free. With his wife and children he resided at Saratoga Springs in the
winter of 1841, and while there was employed by two gentlemen to drive a team
South, at the rate of a dollar a day. In fulfilment of his employment, he
proceeded to New York, and, having taken out free papers, to show that he
was a citizen, he went on to Washington city, where he arrived the second
day of April, the same year, and put up at Gadsby's Hotel. Soon after he arrived
he felt unwell, and went to bed.
While suffering with severe pain, some persons came in, and seeing the
condition he was in, proposed to give him some medicine, and did so. This
is the last thing of which he had any recollection, until he found himself
chained to the
341 floor of Williams' slave-pen in this city, and
handcuffed. In the course of a few hours, James H. Burch, a slave-dealer,
came in, and the coloured man asked him to take the irons off from him, and
wanted to know why they were put on. Burch told him it was none of his business.
The coloured man said he was free, and told where he was born. Burch called
in a man by the name of Ebenezer Rodbury, and they two stripped the man and
laid him across a bench, Rodbury holding him down by his wrists. Burch whipped
him with a paddle until he broke that, and then with a cat-o'-nine-tails,
giving him a hundred lashes; and he swore he would kill him if he ever stated
to any one that he was a free man. From that time forward the man says he
did not communicate the fact, from fear, either that he was a free man, or
what his name was, until the last summer. He was kept in the slave-pen about
ten days, when he, with others, was taken out of the pen in the night by Burch,
handcuffed and shackled, and taken down the river by a steam-boat, and then
to Richmond, where he, with forty-eight others, was put on board the brig
“Orleans.” There Burch left them. The brig sailed for New Orleans,
and on arriving there, before she was fastened to the wharf, Theophilus Freeman,
another slave-dealer, belonging to the city of New Orleans, and who in 1833
had been a partner with Burch in the slave-trade, came to the wharf, and received
the slaves as they were landed, under his direction. This man was immediately
taken by Freeman, and shut up in his pen in that city. He was taken sick with
the small-pox immediately after getting there, and was sent to a hospital
where he lay two or three weeks. When he had sufficiently recovered to leave
the hospital, Freeman declined to sell him to any person in that vicinity,
and sold him to a Mr. Ford, who resided in Rapides Parish, Louisiana, where
he was taken, and lived more than a year, and worked with a carpenter, working
with Ford at that business.
Ford became involved, and had to sell him. A Mr. Tibaut became the purchaser.
He, in a short time, sold him to Edwin Eppes, in Bayou Beouf, about one hundred
and thirty miles from the mouth of Red River, where Eppes has retained him
on a cotton plantation since the year 1843.
To go back a step in the narrative, the man wrote a letter, in June, 1841,
to Henry B. Northrop, of the State of New York, dated and post-marked at New
Orleans, stating that he had been kidnapped and was on board a vessel, but
was unable to state what his destination was; but requesting Mr. N. to aid
him in recovering his freedom, if possible. Mr. N. was unable to do anything
in his behalf, in consequence of not knowing where he had gone, and not being
able to find any trace of him. His place of residence remained unknown, until
the month of September last, when the following letter was received by his
friends:
Bayou Beouf, August 1852.
GENTLEMEN,—It having been a long time
since I have seen or heard from you, and not knowing that you are living,
it is with uncertainty that I write to you; but the necessity of the case
must be my excuse. Having been born free just across the river from you, I
am certain you know me; and I am here now a slave. I wish you to obtain free
papers for me, and forward them to me at Marksville, Louisiana, Parish of
Avovelles, and oblige
Yours, SOLOMON NORTHROP
.
Mr. William Peny, or Mr. Lewis Parker.
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On receiving the above letter, Mr. N. applied to Governor Hunt, of New
York, for such authority as was necessary for him to proceed to Louisiana
as an agent to procure the liberation of Solomon. Proof of his freedom was
furnished to Governor Hunt by affidavits of several gentlemen, General Clarke
among others. Accordingly, in pursuance of the laws of New York, Henry B.
Northrop was constituted an agent, to take such steps, by procuring evidence,
retaining council, &c., as were necessary to secure the freedom of Solomon,
and to execute all the duties of his agency.
The result of Mr. Northrop's agency was the establishing of the claim of
Solomon Northrop to freedom, and the restoring him to his native land.
It is a singular coincidence that this man was carried to a plantation
in the Red River country, that same region where the scene of Tom's captivity
was laid; and his account of this plantation, his mode of life there, and
some incidents which he describes, form a striking parallel to that history.
We extract them from the article of the Times.
The condition of this coloured man during the nine years that he was in
the hands of Eppes was of a character nearly approaching that described by
Mrs. Stowe as the condition of “Uncle Tom” while in that region.
During that whole period his hut contained neither a floor, nor a chair, nor
a bed, nor a mattress, nor anything for him to lie upon, except a board about
twelve inches wide, with a block of wood for his pillow, and with a single
blanket to cover him, while the walls of his hut did not by any means protect
him from the inclemency of the weather. He was sometimes compelled to perform
acts revolting to humanity, and outrageous in the highest degree. On one occasion,
a coloured girl belonging to Eppes, about seventeen years of age, went one
Sunday, without the permission of her master, to the nearest plantation, about
half a mile distant, to visit another coloured girl of her acquaintance. She
returned in the course of two or three hours, and for that offence she was
called up for punishment, which Solomon was required to inflict. Eppes compelled
him to drive four stakes into the ground at such distances that the hands
and ankles of the girl might be tied to them, as she lay with her face upon
the ground; and, having thus fastened her down, he compelled him, while standing
by himself, to inflict one hundred lashes upon her bare flesh, she being stripped
naked. Having inflicted the hundred blows, Solomon refused to proceed any
further. Eppes tried to compel him to go on, but he absolutely set him at
defiance, and refused to murder the girl. Eppes then seized the whip, and
applied it until he was too weary to continue it. Blood flowed from her neck
to her feet, and in this condition she was compelled the next day to go into
the field to work as a field-hand. She bears the marks still upon her body,
although the punishment was inflicted four years ago.
When Solomon was about to leave, under the care of Mr. Northrop, this girl
came from behind her hut, unseen by her master, and, throwing her arms around
the neck of Solomon, congratulated him on his escape from slavery, and his
return to his family; at the same time, in language of despair, exclaiming,
“But, O God! what will become of me?”
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These statements regarding the condition of Solomon while with Eppes, and
the punishment and brutal treatment of the coloured girls, are taken from
Solomon himself. It has been stated that the nearest plantation was distant
from that of Eppes a half-mile, and of course there could be no interference
on the part of neighbours in any punishment, however cruel, or however well
disposed to interfere they might be.
Had not Northrop been able to write, as few of the free blacks in the slave
States are, his doom might have been sealed for life in this den of misery.
Two cases recently tried in Baltimore also unfold facts of a similar nature.
The following is from
THE CASE OF RACHEL PARKER AND HER SISTER.
It will be remembered that more than a year since a young coloured woman,
named Mary Elizabeth Parker, was abducted from Chester County and conveyed
to Baltimore, where she was sold as a slave, and transported to New Orleans.
A few days after her sister, Rachel Parker, was also abducted in like manner,
taken to Baltimore, and detained there in consequence of the interference
of her Chester County friends. In the first case, Mary Elizabeth was, by an
arrangement with the individual who had her in charge, brought back to Baltimore,
to await her trial on a petition for freedom. So also with regard to Rachel.
Both, after trial— the proof in their favour being so overwhelming—were
discharged, and are now among their friends in Chester County. In this connexion
we give the narratives of both females, obtained since their release.
RACHEL PARKER'S NARRATIVE.
“I was taken from Joseph C. Miller's about twelve o'clock on Tuesday
(Dec. 30th, 1851), by two men who came up to the house by the back door. One
came in and asked Mrs. Miller where Jesse McCreary lived, and then seized
me by the arm, and pulled me out of the house. Mrs. Miller called to her husband,
who was in the front porch, and he ran out and seized the man by the collar,
and tried to stop him. The other, with an oath, then told him to take his
hands off, and if he touched me he would kill him. He then told Miller that
I belonged to Mr. Schoolfield, in Baltimore. They then hurried me to a waggon,
where there was another large man, put me in, and drove off.
“Mr. Miller ran across the field to head the waggon, and picked up
a stake to run through the wheel, when one of the men pulled out a sword (I
think it was a sword, I never saw one), and threatened to cut Miller's arm
off. Pollock's waggon being in the way, and he refusing to get out of the
road, we turned off to the left. After we rode away, one of the men tore a
hole in the back of the carriage, to look out to see if they were coming after
us, and they said they wished they had given Miller and Pollock a blow.
“We stopped at a tavern near the railroad, and I told the landlord
(I think it was) that I was free. I also told several persons at the car-office;
and a very nice looking man at the car-office was talking at the door, and
he said he thought they had better take me back again. One of the men did
not come further than the
344 tavern. I was taken to Baltimore,
where we arrived about seven o'clock the same evening, and I was taken to
jail.
“The next morning a man with large light-coloured whiskers took me
away by myself, and asked me if I was no Mr. Schoolfield's slave. I told him
I was not; he said that I was, and that if I did not say I was he would 'cow-hide
me and salt me, and put me in a dungeon.' I told him I was free, and that
I would say nothing but the truth.”
MARY E. PARKER'S NARRATIVE.
“I was taken from Matthew Donelly's on Saturday night (Dec. 6th or
13th, 1851); was caught whilst out of doors, soon after I had cleared the
supper-table, about seven o'clock, by two men, and put into a waggon. One
of them got into the waggon with me, and rode to Elkton, Md., where I was
kept until Sunday night at twelve o'clock, when I left there in the cars for
Baltimore, and arrived there early on Monday morning.
“At Elkton a man was brought in to see me by one of the men, who
said that I was not his father's slave. Afterwards, when on the way to Baltimore
in the cars, a man told me that I must say that I was Mr. Schoolfield's slave,
or he would shoot me, and pulled a 'rifle' out of his pocket and showed it
to me, and also threatened to whip me.
“On Monday morning Mr. Schoolfield called at the jail in Baltimore,
to see me, and on Tuesday morning he brought his wife and several other ladies
to see me. I told them I did not know them, and then Mr. C. took me out of
the room, and told me who they were, and took me back again, so that I might
appear to know them. On the next Monday I was shipped to New Orleans.
“It took about a month to get to New Orleans. After I had been there
about a week, Mr. C. sold me to Madame C., who keeps a large flower-garden.
She sends flowers to sell to the theatres, sells milk in market, &c. I
went out to sell candy and flowers for her when I lived with her. One evening,
when I was coming home from the theatre, a watchman took me up, and I told
him I was not a slave. He put me in the calaboose, and next morning took me
before a magistrate, who sent for Madame C., who told him she bought me. He
then sent for Mr. C., and told him he must account for how he got me. Mr.
C. said that my mother and all the family were free, except me. The magistrate
told me to go back to Madame C., and he told Madame C. that she must not let
me go out at night, and he told Mr. C. that he must prove how he came by me.
The magistrate afterwards called on Mrs. C. at her house, and had a long talk
with her in the parlour. I do not know what he said, as they were by themselves.
About a month afterwards I was sent back to Baltimore. I lived with Madame
C. about six months.
“There were six slaves came in the vessel with me to Baltimore, who
belonged to Mr. D., and were returned because they were sickly.
“A man called to see me at the jail after I came back to Baltimore,
and told me that I must say that I was Mr. Schoolfield's slave, and that if
I did not do it he would kill me the first time he got a chance. He said Rachel
(her sister) said she came from Baltimore, and was Mr. Schoolfield's slave.
Afterwards some gentlemen called on me (Judge Campbell and Judge Bell, of
Philadelphia, and William H. Norris, Esq., of Baltimore), and I told them
I was Mr. Schoolfield's slave. They said they were my friends, and I must
tell them the truth. I then told them who I was, and all about it.
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“When I was in New Orleans Mr. C. whipped me because I said that
I was free.”
Elizabeth, by her own account above, was seized and taken from Pennsylvania,
Dec. 6th or 13th, 1851, which is confirmed by other testimony.
It is conceded that such cases, when brought into Southern Courts, are
generally tried with great fairness and impartiality. The agent for Northrop's
release testifies to this, and it has been generally admitted fact; but it
is probably only one case in a hundred that can get into Court. Of the multitudes
who are drawn down in the ever-widening Maëlstrom, only now and then
one ever comes back to tell the tale.
The succeeding chapter of advertisements will show the reader how many
such victims there may probably be.
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The Key to Uncle Tom's Cabin Harriet Beecher Stowe Boston: Jewett, 1854
CHAPTER IX.
SLAVES AS THEY ARE, ON TESTIMONY OF OWNERS.
THE investigation into the actual condition
of the slave population at the South is beset with many difficulties. So many
things are said pro and con—so
many said in one connexion and denied in another—that the effect is
very confusing.
Thus we are told that the state of the slaves is one of blissful contentment;
that they would not take freedom as a gift; that their family relations are
only now and then invaded; that they are a stupid race, almost sunk to the
condition of animals; that generally they are kindly treated, &c.
In reading over some two hundred Southern newspapers this fall, the author
has been struck with the very graphic and circumstantial pictures, which occur
in all of them, describing fugitive slaves. From these descriptions one may
learn a vast many things. The author will here give an assortment of them
taken at random. It is a commentary on the contented state of the slave population
that the writer finds two or three always, and often many more, in every one
of the hundreds of Southern papers examined.
In reading the following little sketches of “slaves as they are,”
let the reader notice:
1. The colour and complexion of the majority of them.
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2. That it is customary either to describe slaves by some
scar, or to say, “No scars recollected.”
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3. The intelligence of the parties advertised.
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4. The number that say they are free that
are to be sold to pay jail fees.
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Every one of these slaves has a history—a history of woe and crime,
degradation, endurance, and wrong. Let us open the chapter.
South-side Democrat, October 28, 1852. Petersburgh,
Virginia:—
REWARD.
Twenty-five dollars, with the payment of all necessary expenses, will be
given for the apprehension and delivery of my man CHARLES, if taken on the
Appo-
347 mattox river, or within the precincts of Petersburgh.
He ran off about a week ago, and if he leaves the neighbourhood, will no doubt
make for Farmville and Petersburgh. He is a mulatto, rather below the medium
height and size, but well proportioned, and very active and sensible. He is
aged about 27 years, has a mild, submissive look, and will, no doubt, show
the marks of a recent whipping if taken. He must be delivered to the care
of Peebles, White, Davis, & Co.
Oct. 25.—3t. R. H.
DE JARNETT, Lunenburgh.
Poor Charles!—mulatto!—has a mild,
submissive look, and will probably show marks of a recent whipping!
Kosciusko Chronicle, November 24, 1852:
COMMITTED
To the Jail of Attila County, on the 8th instant, a negro boy, who calls
his name GREEN, and says he belongs to James Gray, of Winston County. Said
boy is about 20 years old, yellow complexion, round face, has a scar on his
face, one on his left thigh, and one in his left hand: is about 5 feet 6 inches
high. Had on when taken up a cotton check shirt, Linsey pants, new cloth cap,
and was riding a large roan horse about 12 or 14 years old, and thin in order.
The owner is requested to come forward, prove property, pay charges, and take
him away, or he will be sold to pay charges.
E. B. SANDERS, Jailer A. C.
Oct. 12, 1852. n12tf.
Capitolian Vis-à-Vis, West Baton Rouge,
Nov. 1, 1852.
ONE HUNDRED DOLLARS REWARD.
RUNAWAY from the subscriber, in Randolph County,
on the 18th of October, a yellow boy, named JIM. This boy is 19 years old,
a light mulatto with dirty sunburnt hair inclined to be straight; he is just
5 feet 7 inches high, and slightly made. He had on when he left a black cloth
cap, black cloth pantaloons, a plaided sack coat, a fine shirt, and brogan
shoes. One hundred dollars will be paid for the recovery of the above-described
boy, if taken out of the State, or fifty dollars if taken in the State.
Mrs. S. P. HALL, Huntsville, Mo.
Nov. 4, 1852.
American Baptist, Dec. 20, 1852:
TWENTY DOLLARS REWARD FOR A PREACHER.
The following paragraph, headed “Twenty Dollars Reward,” appeared
in a recent number of the New Orleans Picayune:
“Runaway from the plantation of the undersigned the negro man Shedrick,
a preacher, 5 feet 9 inches high, about 40 years old, but looking not over
23, stamped N. E. on the breast, and having both small toes cut off. He is
of a very dark complexion, with eyes small but bright, and a look quite insolent.
He dresses good, and was arrested as a runaway at Donaldsonville, some three
years ago. The
348 above reward will be paid for his arrest, by
addressing Messrs. Armant Brothers, St. James parish, or A. Miltenberger &
Co., 30, Carondelet-street.”
Here is a preacher who is branded on the breast and has two toes cut off—and will look insolent yet! There's depravity for you!
Jefferson Inquirer, Nov. 27, 1852:
ONE HUNDRED DOLLARS REWARD.
RAN AWAY from my plantation, in Bolivar County,
Miss., a negro man named MAY, aged 40 years, 5 feet 10 or 11 inches high,
copper coloured, and very straight; his front teeth are good and stand a little
open; stout through the shoulders, and has some scars on his back that show
above the skin plain, caused by the whip; he frequently hiccups when eating,
if he has not got water handy; he was pursued into Ozark County, Mo., and
there left. I will give the above reward for his confinement in jail, so that
I can get him.
JAMES H. COUSAR, Victoria, Bolivar
County, Mississippi.
Nov. 13, lm.
Delightful master to go back to, this man must be!
The Alabama Standard has for its motto, “RESISTANCE TO TYRANTS IS OBEDIENCE
TO GOD.”
Date of Nov. 29th, this advertisement:
COMMITTED
To the Jail of Choctaw County, by Judge Young, of Marengo County, a RUNAWAY
SLAVE, who calls his name BILLY, and says he belongs to the late William Johnson,
and was in the employment of John Jones, near Alexandria, La. He is about
5 feet 10 inches high, black, about 40 years old, much scarred on the face
and head, and quite intelligent.
The owner is requested to come forward, prove his property, and take him
from jail, or he will be disposed of according to law.
S. S. HOUSTON, Jailer, C. C.
Dec. 1, 1852. 44 tf.
Query: whether this “quite intelligent” Billy hadn't been corrupted
by hearing this incendiary motto of the Standard?
Knoxville (Tennessee) Register,
Nov. 3rd:
LOOK OUT FOR RUNAWAYS! TWENTY-FIVE DOLLARS REWARD!
RANAWAY from the subscriber, on the night of the 26th July last, a negro
woman named HARRIET. Said woman is about 5 feet 5 inches high, has pro-
349 minent cheek-bones large mouth and good front teeth, tolerably spare
built, about 26 years old. We think it probable she is harboured by some negroes
not far from John Mynatt's in Knox County, where she and they are likely making
some arrangements to get to a free State: or she may be concealed by some
negroes (her connexions) in Anderson County, near Clinton. I will give the
above reward for her apprehension and confinement in any prison in this State,
or I will give fifty dollars for her confinement in any jail out of this State,
so that I get her.
Nov. 3. 4m. H. B. GOENS,
Clinton, Tenn.
The Alexandria Gazette, November 29, 1852, under
the device of Liberty trampling on a tyrant, motto, Sic
“semper tyrannis,” has the following:
TWENTY-FIVE DOLLARS REWARD.
Ranaway from the subscriber, living in the County of Rappahannock, on Tuesday
last, DANIEL, a bright mulatto, about 5 feet 8
inches high, about 35 years old, very intelligent, has been a waggoner for
several years, and is pretty well acquainted from Richmond to Alexandria.
He calls himself DANIEL TURNER; his hair curls without showing black blood,
or wool; he has a scar on one cheek, and his left hand has been seriously
injured by a pistol-shot, and he was shabbily dressed when last seen. I will
give the above reward if taken out of the county, and secured in jail, so
that I get him again, or ten dollars if taken in the county.
A. M. WILLIS.
Rappahannock Co., Va., Nov. 29.—eo lm.
Another “very intelligent,” straight-haired man. Who was his
father?
The New Orleans Daily Crescent, office, No. 93,
St. Charles-street; Tuesday morning, December 13, 1852:
BROUGHT TO THE FIRST DISTRICT POLICE PRISON.
NANCY, a griffe, about 34 years old, 5 feet 1¾ inch high, a scar
on left wrist; says she belongs to Madame Wolf.
CHARLES HALL, a black, about 18 years old, 5 feet 6 inches high; says he
is free, but supposed to be a slave.
PHILOMONIA, a mulattress, about 10 years old, 4 feet 3 inches high; says
she is free, but supposed to be a slave.
COLUMBUS, a griffe, about 21 years old, 5 feet 5¾ inches high; says
he is free, but supposed to be a slave.
SEYMOUR, a black, about 21 years old, 5 feet 1¾ inch high; says
he is free, but supposed to be a slave.
The owners will please to comply with the law respecting them.
J. WORRALL, Warden.
New Orleans, Dec. 14, 1852.
What chance for any of these poor fellows who say they
are free?
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FIFTY DOLLARS REWARD.
RANAWAY from the subscriber, living in Unionville, Frederick County, Md.,
on Sunday morning, the 17th instant, a DARK MULATTO GIRL, about 18 years of
age, 5 feet 4 or 5 inches high, looks pleasant generally, talks very quick,
converses tolerably well, and can read. It is supposed she had on, when she
left, a red Merino dress, black Visette or plaid Shawl, and a purple calico
Bonnet, as those articles are missing.
A reward of Twenty-five Dollars will be given for her, if taken in the
State, or Fifty Dollars if taken out of the State, and lodged in jail, so
that I get her again.
Oct. 13.—2m. G. R. SAPPINGTON.
Kosciusko Chronicle, Mississippi:
TWENTY DOLLARS REWARD,
Will be paid for the delivery of the boy WALKER, aged about 28 years, about
5 feet 8 or 9 inches high, black complexion, loose make, smiles when spoken
to, has a mild, sweet voice, and fine teeth. Apply at 25, Tchoupitoulas street,
up stairs.
o12 6t.
Walker has walked off, it seems. Peace be with him!
TWENTY-FIVE DOLLARS REWARD.
RANAWAY from the subscriber, living near White's Store, Anson County, on
the 3rd of May last, a bright mulatto boy, named BOB. Bob is about 5 feet
high, will weigh 130 pounds, is about 22 years old, and has some beard on
his upper lip. His left leg is somewhat shorter than his right, causing him
to hobble in his walk; has a very broad face, and will show colour like a
white man. It is probable he has gone off with some waggoner or trader, or
he may have free papers and be passing as a free man. He has straight hair.
I will give a reward of TWENTY-FIVE DOLLARS for the apprehension and delivery
to me of said boy, or for his confinement in any jail, so that I get him again.
CLARA LOCKHART, By Adam Lockhart.
June 30, 1852. 698: 5
Southern Standard, October 16, 1852:
FIFTY DOLLARS REWARD.
RANAWAY, or stolen, from the subscriber, living near Aberdeen, Miss., a
light mulatto woman, of small size, and about 23 years old. She has long,
black, straight hair, and she usually keeps it in good order. When she left
she had on either a white dress, or a brown calico one with white spots or
figures, and took with her a red handkerchief, and a red or pink sun-bonnet.
She generally dresses very neatly. She generally calls herself Mary Ann Paine—can
read print—has
351 some freckles on her face and hands—shoes
No. 4—had a ring or two on her fingers. She is very intelligent, and
converses well. The above reward will be given for her, if taken out of the
State, and twenty-five dollars if taken within the State.
U. MC ALLISTER.
Memphis (weekly) Appeal
will insert to the amount of five dollars, and send account to this office.
Oct. 6th, 1853. 20—tf.
Much can be seen of this Mary Ann in this picture. The black, straight
hair, usually kept in order—the general neatness of dress—the
ring or two on the fingers—the ability to read— the fact of being
intelligent and conversing well, are all to be noticed.
TWENTY DOLLARS REWARD.
Ranaway, on the 9th of last August, my servant boy HENRY: he is 14 or 15
years old, a bright mulatto, has dark eyes, stoops a little, and stutters
when confused. Had on, when he went away, white pantaloons, long blue summer-coat,
and a palm-leaf hat. I will give the above reward if he should be taken in
the State of Virginia, or 30 dollars if taken in either of the adjoining States;
but in either case he must be so secured that I get him again.
Oct. 7.—eotf. EDWIN
C. FITZHUGH.
Poor Henry!—only 14 or 15.
COMMITTED
To the jail of Lowndes County, Mississippi, on the 9th of May, by Jno.
K. Peirce, Esq., and taken up as a runaway slave by William S. Cox, a negro
man, who says his name is ROLAND, and that he belongs to Maj. Cathey, of Marengo
Co., Ala., was sold to him by Henry Williams, a negro trader from North Carolina.
Said Negro is about 35 years old, 5 feet 6 or 8 inches high, dark complexion,
weighs about 150 pounds, middle finger on the right hand off at the second
joint, and had on, when committed, a black silk hat, black drap d'été
dress coat, and white linsey pants.
The owner is requested to come forward, prove property, pay charges, and
take him away, or he will be dealt with according to law.
L. H. WILLEFORD, Jailer.
June 6, 1852.—19—tf.
Richmond Semi-weekly Examiner, October 29, 1852:
FIFTY DOLLARS REWARD.
Ranaway from the subscriber, residing in the County of Halifax, about the
middle of last August, a Negro Man, Ned, aged some thirty or forty years,
of medium height, copper colour, full forehead, and cheek bones a little prominent.
No scars recollected, except one of his fingers—the little one probably—is
stiff and crooked. The man Ned was purchased in Richmond, of Mr. Robert Goodwin,
352 who resides near Frederick-Hall, in Louisa County, and has a wife
in that vicinity. He has been seen in the neighbourhood, and is supposed to
have gone over the Mountains, and to be now at work as a free man at some
of the Iron Works; some one having given him free papers. The above reward
will be given for the apprehension of the slave Ned, and his delivery to R.
H. Dickinson and Bro., in Richmond, or to the undersigned, in Halifax, Virginia,
or twenty-five if confined in any jail in the Commonwealth, so that I get
him.
JAS. M. CHAPPELL, [Firm of Chappell
& Tucker.]
Aug. 10.—tf
This unfortunate copper-coloured article is supposed to have gone after
his wife.
Kentucky Whig, Oct. 22, '52:
TWO HUNDRED DOLLARS REWARD.
Ranaway from the subscriber, near Mount Sterling, Ky., on the night of
the 20th of October, a negro man named PORTER. Said boy is black, about 22
years old, very stout and active, weighs about 165 or 170 pounds. He is a
smart fellow, converses well without the negro accent; no particular scars
recollected. He had on a pair of coarse boots about half-worn, no other clothing
recollected. He was raised near Sharpsburg, in Bath county, by Harrison Caldwell,
and may be lurking in that neighbourhood, but will probably endeavour to reach
Ohio.
I will pay the above-mentioned reward for him, if taken out of the State;
50 dollars, if taken in any county bordering on the Ohio river; or 25 dollars,
if taken in this or any adjoining county, and secured so that I can get him.
He is supposed to have ridden a yellow horse, 15 hands and one inch high,
mane and tail both yellow, five years old, and paces well.
October 21st, 1852. G. W. PROCTOR.
“No particular scars recollected!”
St. Louis Times, Oct. 14, 1852:
NOTICE.
Taken up and committed to jail in the town of Rockbridge, Ozark county,
Mo., on the 31st of August last, a runaway slave, who calls his name MOSES.
Had on, when taken, a brown Jeanes pantaloons, old cotton shirt, blue frock-coat,
an old rag tied round his head. He is about six feet high, dark complexion,
a scar over the left eye, supposed to be about 27 years old. The owner is
hereby notified to come forward, prove said negro, and pay all lawful charges
incurred on his account, or the said negro will be sold at public auction,
for ready money, at the Court House door in the town of Rockbridge, on MONDAY,
the 13th December next, according to law in such cases made and provided,
this 9th of September, 1852.
s23d & w. ROBERT HICKS, Sh'ff.
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Charleston Mercury, Oct. 15, 1852.
FIFTY DOLLARS REWARD.
Ran away on Sunday, the 6th inst., from the South Carolina Railroad Company,
their negro man SAM, recently bought by them, with others, at Messrs. Cothran
& Sproull's sale, at Aiken. He was raised in Cumberland County, North
Carolina, and last brought from Richmond, Va. In height he is 5 feet 6¾
inches. Complexion copper colour; on the left arm and right leg somewhat scarred
Countenance good. The above reward will be paid for his apprehension and lodgment
in any one of the jails of this or any neighbouring State.
J. D. PETSCH. Sup't. Transportation.
June 12.
Kosciusko Chronicle, Nov. 24, '52.
COMMITTED
To the Jail of Attila County, Miss., October the 7th, 1852, a negro boy,
who calls his name HAMBLETON, and says he belongs to Parson William Young,
of Pontotoc County; is about 26 or 27 years old, about 5 feet 8 inches high,
rather dark complexion, has two or three marks on his back, a small scar on
his left hip. Had on, when taken up, a pair of blue cotton pants, white cotton
drawers, a new cotton shirt, a pair of kip boots, an old cloth cap and wool
hat. The owner is requested to come forward, prove property, pay charges,
and take him away, or he will be dealt with as provided in such case.
E. B. SANDERS, Jailer A. C.
Oct. 12, 1852. n 12tf.
Frankfort Commonwealth, October 21, 1852.
COMMITTED TO JAIL.
A Negro boy, who calls his name ADAM, was committed to the Muhlenburg Jail
on the 24th of July, 1852. Said boy is black; about 16 or 17 years old; 5
feet 8 or 9 inches high; will weigh about 150 lbs. He has lost a part of the
finger next to his little finger on the right hand; also the great toe on
his left foot. This boys says he belongs to Wm. Mosley; that said Mosley was
moving to Mississippi from Virginia. He further states that he is lost, and
not a runaway. His owner is requested to come forward, prove property, pay
expenses, and take him away, or he will be disposed of as the law directs.
Greenville, Ky., Oct. 20, 1852.
S. H. DEMPSEY, J. M. C.
RUNAWAY SLAVE.
A Negro man arrested and placed in the Barren County Jail, Ky., on the
21st instant, calling himself HENRY, about 22 years old; says he ran away
from near Florence, Alabama, and belongs to John Calaway. He is about five
feet eight inches high, dark, but not very black, rather thin visage, pointed
nose, no scars perceivable, rather spare built; says he has been runaway nearly
three months
354 The owner can get him by applying and paying the
reward and expenses; if not he will be proceeded against according to law.
This 24th of August, 1852.
Aug. 25, 1852. SAMUELl ADWELL
, Jailer.
In the same paper are two more poor fellows, who probably have been sold
to pay jail-fees before now.
NOTICE.
Taken up by M. H. Brand, as a runaway slave, on the 22nd ult., in the city
of Covington, Kenton County, Ky., a negro man calling himself CHARLES WARFIELD,
about 30 years old, but looks older, about six feet high; no particular marks:
had no free papers, but he says he is free, and was born in Pennsylvania,
and in Fayette County. Said negro was lodged in jail on the said 22nd ult.,
and the owner or owners, if any, are hereby notified to come forward, prove
property, and pay charges, and take him away.
Aug. 3, 1852.—6m.
C. W. HULL, J. K. C.
COMMITTED
To the Jail of Graves County, Ky., on the 4th inst., a negro man calling
himself DAVE or DAVID. He says he is free, but formerly belonged to Samuel
Brown, of Prince William County, Virginia. He is of black colour, about five
feet ten inches high, weighs about 180 lbs; supposed to be about 45 years
old; had on brown pants and striped shirt. He had in his possession an old
rifle gun, an old pistol, and some old clothing. He also informs me that he
has escaped from the Dyersburg Jail, Tennessee, where he had been confined
some eight or nine months. The owner is hereby notified to come forward, prove
property, pay charges, &c.
June 28, 1852.—w6m.
L. B. HOLEFELD, Jailer, G. C.
Charleston Mercury, Oct. 29, 1852.
TWO HUNDRED DOLLARS REWARD.
Ran away from the subscriber, some time in March last, his servant LYDIA,
and is suspected of being in Charleston. I will give the above reward to any
person who may apprehend her, and furnish evidence to conviction of the person
supposed to harbour her, or fifty dollars for having her lodged in any jail
so that I get her. Lydia is a Mulatto woman, twenty-five years of age, four
feet eleven inches high, with straight black hair, which inclines to curl,
her front teeth defective, and has been plugged; the gold distinctly seen,
when talking; round face, a scar under her chin, and two fingers on one hand
stiff at the first joint.
C. T. SCAIFE.
June 16.—tuths.
TWENTY-FIVE DOLLARS REWARD.
Ran away from the subscriber, on or about the first of May last, his negro
boy GEORGE, about 18 years of age, about 5 feet high, well set, and speaks
355 properly. He formerly belonged to Mr. J. D. A. Murphy, living in
Blackville; has a mother belonging to a Mr. Lorrick, living in Lexington District.
He is supposed to have a pass, and is likely to be lurking about Branchville
or Charleston.
The above reward will be paid to any one lodging George in any Jail in
the State, so that I can get him.
J. J. ANDREWS, Orangeburg C. H.
Orangeburg, Aug, 7, 1852. sw Sept. 11.
NOTICE.
Committed to the jail at Colleton District as a runaway, JORDAN, a negro
man about thirty years of age, who says he belongs to Dobson Coely, of Pulaski,
County, Georgia. The owner has notice to prove property and take him away.
L. W. MC CANTS, Sheriff Colleton
Dist.
Waterboro', So. Ca., Sept. 7, 1852.
The following are selected by the Commonwealth,
mostly from New Orleans papers. The characteristics of the slaves are interesting.
TWENTY-FIVE DOLLARS REWARD.
Will be paid by the undersigned for the apprehension and delivery to any
jail in this city, of the negro woman MARIAH, who ran away from the Phoenix
House about the 15th of October last. She is about 45 years old, 5 feet 4
inches high, stout built, speaks French and English. Was purchased from Chas.
Deblanc.
H. BIDWELL & Co., 16, Front
Levee.
FIFTY DOLLARS REWARD.
Ran away about the 25th ult., ALLEN, a bright mulatto, aged about 22 years,
6 feet high, very well dressed, has an extremely careless gait, of slender
build, and wore a moustache when he left; the property of J. P. Harrison,
Esq., of this city. The above reward will be paid for his safe delivery at
any safe place in the city. For further particulars apply at 10, Bank Place.
ONE HUNDRED DOLLARS REWARD.
We will give the above reward for the apprehension of the light mulatto
boy SEABOURN, aged 20 years, about 5 feet 4 inches high; is stout, well made,
and remarkably active. He is somewhat of a circus actor, by which he may easily
be detected, as he is always showing his gymnastic qualifications. The said
boy absented himself on the 3rd instant. Besides the above reward, all reasonable
expenses will be paid.
W. & H. STACKHOUSE, 70, Tchoupitoulas.
TWENTY-FIVE DOLLARS REWARD.
The above reward will be paid for the apprehension of the mulatto boy SEVERIN,
aged 25 years, 5 feet 6 or 8 inches high; most of his front teeth are
356 out, and the letters C. V. are marked on either of his arms with
India ink. He speaks French, English, and Spanish, and was formerly owned
by Mr. Courcell, in the Third District. I will pay, in addition to the above
reward, 50 dollars for such information as will lead to the conviction of
any person harbouring said slave.
JOHN ERMON, corner Camp and Race
Sts.
TWENTY-FIVE DOLLARS REWARD.
Ran away from the Chain Gang in New Orleans, First Municipality, in February
last, a negro boy named STEPHEN. He is about 5 feet 7 inches in height, a
very light mulatto, with blue eyes and brownish hair, stoops a little in the
shoulders, has a cast-down look, and is very strongly built and muscular.
He will not acknowledge his name or owner, is an habitual runaway, and was
shot somewhere in the ankle while endeavouring to escape from Baton Rouge
Jail. The above reward, with all attendant expenses, will be paid on his delivery
to me, or for his apprehension and commitment to any Jail from which I can
get him.
A. L. BINAMAN.
TWENTY-FIVE DOLLARS REWARD.
The above reward will be given to the person who will lodge in one of the
Jails of this city the slave SARAH, belonging to Mr. Guisonnet, corner St.
John Baptiste and Race Streets; said slave is aged about 28 years, 5 feet
high, benevolent face, fine teeth, and speaking French and English. Captains
of vessels and steamboats are hereby cautioned not to receive her on board,
under penalty of the law.
AVET BROTHERS, Corner Bienville
and Old Levee Streets.
Lynchburg Virginian, Nov. 6th.
TWENTY DOLLARS REWARD.
Ran away from the subscriber on the Virginia and Tennessee Railroad, in
the County of Withe, on the 20th of June, 1852, a negro man named CHARLES,
6 feet high, copper colour, with several teeth out in front, about 35 years
of age, rather slow to reply, but pleasing appearance when spoken to. He wore,
when he left, a cloth cap, and a blue cloth sack coat; he was purchased in
Tennessee, 14 months ago, by Mr. M. Connell, of Lynchburg, and carried to
that place, where he remained until I purchased him four months ago. It is
more than probable that he will make his way to Tennessee, as he has a wife
now living there; or he may perhaps return to Lynchburg, and lurk about there,
as he has acquaintances there. The above reward will be paid if he is taken
in the State and confined so that I get him again; or I will pay a reward
of Forty dollars, if taken out of the State and confined in Jail.
July 1.—d&c2twts
GEORGE W. KYLE.
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Winchester Republican (Va.), Nov. 26.
ONE HUNDRED DOLLARS REWARD.
Ran away from the subscriber near Culpepper, Ct. House, Va., about the
1st of October, a negro man named ALFRED, about five feet seven inches in
height, about twenty-five years of age, uncommonly muscular and active, complexion
dark but not black, countenance mild and rather pleasant. He had a boil last
winter on the middle joint of the middle or second finger of the right hand,
which left the finger stiff in that joint, more visible in opening his hand
than in shutting it. He has a wife at Mr. Thomas G. Marshall's, near Farrowsville,
in Fauquier County, and may be in that neighbourhood, where he wishes to be
sold, and where I am willing to sell him.
I will give the above reward if he is taken out of the State, and secured
so that I get him again; or 50 dollars if taken in the State, and secured
in like manner.
October 29, 1852. W. B. SLAUGHTER
.
From the Louisville Daily Journal, Oct. 23, 1852.
ONE HUNDRED DOLLARS REWARD.
Run away from the subscriber in this city, on Friday, May 28th, a negro
boy named WYATT. Said boy is copper coloured, 25 or 26 years old, about 5
feet 11 inches high, of large frame, slow and heavy gait, has very large hands
and feet, small side whiskers, a full head of hair which he combs to the side,
quite a pleasing look, and is very likely. I recently purchased Wyatt from
Mr. Garrett, of Garrett's Landing, Ky, and his wife is the property of Thos.
G. Rowland, Esq., of this city. I will pay the above reward for the apprehension
and delivery of the boy to me if taken out of the State, or 50 dollars if
taken in the State.
June 2 d&wtf DAVID W.
YANDELL.
TWO HUNDRED DOLLARS REWARD.
TWO NEGROES. Ran away from the subscriber, living in Louisville, on the
2nd, one negro man and girl. The man's name is MILES. He is about 5 feet 8
inches high, dark brown colour, with a large scar upon his head, as if caused
from a burn; age about 25 years; and had with him two carpet sacks, one of
cloth, the other enamelled leather; also a pass from Louisville to Owenton,
Owen County, Ky., and back. The girl's name is Julia, and she is of light
brown colour, short and heavy set, rather good-looking, with a scar upon her
forehead; had on a plaid silk dress when she left, and took other clothes
with her; looks to be about 16 years of age.
The above reward will be paid for the man, if taken out of the State, or
100 dollars for the girl; 100 dollars for the man, if taken in the State,
or 50 dollars for the girl. In either event they are to be secured, so I get
them.
Oct. 5—d&wtf.
JOHN W. LYNN.
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The following advertisements are all dated Shelby Co., Kentucky.
JAILER'S NOTICE.
Was committed to the jail of Shelby County a negro woman, who says her
name is JUDA; dark complexion; twenty years of age; some five feet high; weighs
about one hundred and twenty pounds: no scars recollected, and says she belongs
to James Wilson, living in Denmark, Tennessee. The owner of said slave is
requested to come forward, prove property, pay charges, and take her away,
or she will be dealt with as the law directs.
Oct. 27—w4t. W. H.
EANES, Jailer, Shelby County.
JAILER'S NOTICE.
Was committed to the jail of Shelby County, on the 28th ult., a negro boy,
who says his name is JOHN W. LOYD; of a bright complexion, 25 years of age,
will weigh about one hundred and fifty pounds, about five feet nine or ten
inches high, three scars on his left leg, which were caused by a dog-bite.
The said boy John claims to be free. If he has any master, he is hereby notified
to come forward, prove property, pay charges, and take him away, or he will
be dealt with as the law directs.
Nov. 3—w4t.
ALSO—Committed at the same time a negro boy,
who says his name is PATRICK; of a bright complexion, about 30 years of age,
will weigh about one hundred and forty-five or fifty pounds; about six feet
high; his face is very badly scarred, which he says was caused by being salivated.
The disease caused him to lose the bone out of his nose, and his jaw-bone
also. Says he belongs to Dr. Wm. Cheathum, living in Nashville, Tenn. The
owner of said slave is requested to come forward, prove property, pay charges,
and take him away, or he will be dealt with as the law directs.
Nov. 3—w4t.
ALSO—Committed at the same time a negro boy,
who says his name is CLAIBORNE; dark complexion, 22 years of age, will weigh
about one hundred and forty pounds, about five feet high; no scars recollected;
says he belongs to Col. Rousell, living in De Soto County, Miss. The owner
of said slave is requested to come forward, prove property, pay charges, and
take him away, or he will be dealt with as the law directs.
Nov. 3—w4t .W. H. EANES
, Jailer of Shelby County.
JAILER'S NOTICE.
Was committed to the jail of Shelby county a negro boy who says his name
is GEORGE; dark complexion, about 25 or 30 years of age, some five feet nine
or ten inches high, will weigh about one hundred and forty pounds, no scars,
and says he belongs to Malley Bradford, living in Issaqueen County, Mississippi.
The owner of said slave is requested to come forward, prove property, pay
charges, and take him away, or he will be dealt with as the law directs.
Nov. 10—w4t. W. H.
EANES, Jailer of Shelby County.
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JAILER'S NOTICE.
Was committed to the jail of Shelby County, on the 30th ult., a negro woman,
who says her name is NANCY; of a bright complexion, some 20 or 21 years of
age, will weigh about one hundred and forty pounds, about five feet high,
no scars, and says she belongs to John Pittman, living in Memphis, Tenn. The
owner of said slave is requested to come forward, prove property, pay charges,
and take her away, or she will be dealt with as the law directs.
Nov. 10—w4t. W. H.
EANES, Jailer of Shelby County.
Negro property is decidedly “brisk” in this county.
Natchez (Miss.) Free Trader,
November 6, 1852.
TWENTY-FIVE DOLLARS REWARD.
Ran away from the undersigned, on the 17th day of October, 1852, a negro
man, by the name of ALLEN, about 23 years old, near six feet high, of dark
mulatto colour; no marks, save one, and that caused by the bite of a dog;
had on, when he left, Lowell pants, and cotton shirt; reads imperfectly, can
make a short calculation correctly, and can write some few words: said negro
has run away heretofore, and when taken up was in possession of a free pass.
He is quick-spoken, lively, and smiles when in conversation.
I will give the above reward to any one who will confine said negro in
any jail so that I can get him.
THOS. R. CHEATHAM.
Nov. 6—3t.
Newberry Sentinel (S. C.),
Nov. 17, 1852.
NOTICE.
RANAWAY from the subscriber, on the 9th of July last, my boy WILLIAM a
bright mulatto, about 26 years old, 5 feet 9 or 10 inches high, of slender
make quite intelligent, speaks quick when spoken to, and walks briskly. Said
boy was brought from Virginia and will probably attempt to get back. Any information
of said boy will be thankfully received.
JOHN M. MARS.
Near Mollohon P. O., Newberry Dist., S. C. Nov. 3 414t.
*Raleigh Register and Richmond
Enquirer will copy four times weekly, and send bills to this office.
Greensboro' Patriot (N. C.), Nov. 6.
TEN DOLLARS REWARD.
RANAWAY from my service, in February, 1851, a coloured man named EDWARD
WINSLOW low, thick-set, part Indian, and a first-rate fiddler. Said Winslow
was sold out of Guilford jail, at February Court, 1851, for his prison
360 charges, for the term of five years. It is supposed that he is at
work on the Railroad, somewhere in Davidson county. The above reward will
be paid for his apprehension and confinement in the jail of Guilford, or any
of the adjoining counties, so that I get him, or for his delivery to me in
the south-east corner of Guilford. My post-office is Long's Mills, Randolph,
N. C.
P. C. SMITH.
October 27, 1852. 702—5w.
The New Orleans True Delta, of the 11th ult., 1853,
has the following editorial notice:
THE GREAT RAFFLE OF A TROTTING HORSE AND A
NEGRO SERVANT.—The enterprising and go-a-head Col. Jennings has
got a raffle under way now, which eclipses all his previous undertakings in
that line. The prizes are the celebrated trotting-horse “Star,”
buggy and harness, and a valuable negro servant—the latter valued at
nine hundred dollars. See his advertisement in another column.
The advertisement is as follows:
RAFFLE. MR. JOSEPH JENNINGS
Respectfully informs his friends and the public, that, at the request of
many of his acquaintances, he has been induced to purchase from Mr. Osborn,
of Missouri, the celebrated dark bay horse “Star,” age five years,
square trotter, and warranted sound, with a new light trotting Buggy and Harness;
also the stout mulatto girl “Sarah,” aged about twenty years,
general house-servant, valued at nine hundred dollars, and guaranteed; will
be raffled for at 4 o'clock, P.M., February 1st, at
any hotel selected by the subscribers.
The above is as represented, and those persons who may wish to engage in
the usual practice of raffling will, I assure them, be perfectly satisfied
with their destiny in this affair.
Fifteen hundred chances, at one dollar each.
The whole is valued at its just worth, fifteen hundred dollars.
The raffle will be conducted by gentlemen selected by the interested subscribers
present. Five nights allowed to complete the raffle. Both of above can be
seen at my store, No. 78 Common-street, second door from Camp, at from 9 o'clock A.M. till half-past 2 P.M.
Highest throw takes the first choice; the lowest throw the remaining prize,
and the fortunate winners to pay Twenty Dollars each for the refreshments
furnished for the occasion.
Jan. 9—2w. J. JENNINGS
.
Daily Courier (Natchez, Miss.,) Nov. 20, 1852.
TWENTY-FIVE DOLLARS REWARD.
THE above reward will be given for the apprehension and confinement in
any jail of the negro man HARDY, who ran away from the subscriber, residing
on
361 Lake St. John, near Rifle Point, Concordia parish, La., on
the 9th August last. Hardy is a remarkably likely negro, entirely free from
all marks, scars or blemishes, when he left home; about six feet high, of
black complexion (though quite light), fine countenance, unusually smooth
skin, good head of hair, fine eyes and teeth.
Address the subscriber at Rifle Point, Concordia Parish, La.
Oct. 30.—1m. ROBERT
Y. JONES.
What an unfortunate master!—lost an article entirely free from “marks,
scars, or blemishes!” Such a rarity ought to be choice!
Savannah Daily Georgian, 6th Sept., 1852.
ARRESTED.
ABOUT three weeks ago, under suspicious circumstances, a negro woman, who
calls herself PHEBE, or PHILLIS. Says she is free, and lately from Beaufort
District, South Carolina. Said woman is about 50 years of age, stout in stature,
mild-spoken, five feet four inches high, and weighs about 140 pounds. Having
made diligent inquiry by letter, and from what I can learn, said woman is
a runaway. Any person owning said slave can get her by making application
to me, properly authenticated.
WARING RUSSELL, County Constable.
Savannah, Oct. 25, 1852.
Oct. 26.
TWO HUNDRED AND FIFTY DOLLARS REWARD.
RAN AWAY from Sparta, Ga., about the first of last year, my boy GEORGE.
He is a good carpenter, about 35 years; a bright mulatto, tall and quite likely.
He was brought about three years ago from St. Mary's, and had, when he ran
away, a wife there, or near there, belonging to a Mr. Holzendorff. I think
he has told me he has been about Macon also. He had, and perhaps still has,
a brother in Savannah. He is very intelligent. I will give the above reward
for his confinement in some jail in the State, so that I can get him. Refer,
for any further information, to Rabun and Whitehead, Savannah, Ga.
W. J. SASSNETT.
Oxford, Ga., Aug. 13, 1852.
tuths3m. a17.
From these advertisements, and hundreds of similar ones, one may learn
the following things:—
1. That the arguments for the enslaving of the negro do not apply to a large part of the actual slaves.
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2. That they are not, in the estimation of their masters, very stupid.
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3. That they are not remarkably contented.
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4. That they have no particular reason to be so.
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5. That multitudes of men claiming to be free are constantly
being sold into slavery.
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In respect to the complexion of these slaves, there are some points worthy
of consideration. The writer adds the following advertisements, published
by Wm. I. Bowditch, Esq., in his pamphlet, “Slavery and the Constitution.”
From the Richmond (Va.) Whig:
—
ONE HUNDRED DOLLARS REWARD
WILL be given for the apprehension of my negro (?) Edmund Kenney. He has
straight hair, and complexion so nearly white that it is believed a stranger
would suppose there was no African blood in him. He was with my boy Dick a
short time since in Norfolk, and offered him for sale, and was apprehended,
but escaped under pretence of being a white man!
January 6, 1836. ANDERSON
BOWLES.
From the Republican Banner and Nashville Whig of
July 14, 1849:—
TWO HUNDRED DOLLARS REWARD.
RAN AWAY from the subscriber, on the 23rd of June last, a bright mulatto
woman, named Julia, about 25 years of age. She is of common size, nearly white,
and very likely. She is a good seamstress, and can read a little. She may
attempt to pass for white—dresses fine. She took with her Anna, her
child, 8 or 9 years old, and considerably darker than her mother... She once
belonged to a Mr. Helm, of Columbia, Tennessee.
I will give a reward of 50 dollars for said negro and child, if delivered
to me or confined in any jail in this State, so I can get them; 100 dollars
if caught in any other slave State, and confined in a jail so that I can get
them; and 200 dollars if caught in any free State, and put in any good jail
in Kentucky or Tennessee, so I can get them.
Nashville, July 9, 1849.
A. W. JOHNSON.
The following three advertisements are taken from Alabama papers:—
RAN AWAY
From the subscriber, working on the plantation of Col. H. Tinker, a bright
mulatto boy, named Alfred. Alfred is about 18 years old, pretty well grown,
has blue eyes, light flaxen hair, skin disposed to freckle. He will try to
pass as free-born.
Green County, Ala. S. G.
STEWART.
ONE HUNDRED DOLLARS REWARD.
Ran away from the subscriber, a bright mulatto man-slave, named Sam. Light,
sandy hair, blue eyes, ruddy complexion—is so white as very easily to
pass for a free white man.
Mobile, April 22, 1837.
EDWIN PECK.
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RAN AWAY,
On the 15th of May, from me, a negro woman, named Fanny. Said woman is
20 years old; is rather tall; can read and write, and so forge passes for
herself. Carried away with her a pair of ear-rings—a Bible with a red
cover; is very pious. She prays a great deal, and was, as supposed, contented
and happy. She is as white as most white women, with straight light hair,
and blue eyes, and can pass herself for a white woman. I will give 500 dollars
for her apprehension and delivery to me. She is very intelligent.
Tuscaloosa, May 29, 1845.
JOHN BALCH.
From the Newbern (N. C.) Spectator:
—
FIFTY DOLLARS REWARD
Will be given for the apprehension and delivery to me of the following
slaves:— Samuel, and Judy his wife, with their four children, belonging
to my estate of Sacker Dubberly, deceased.
I will give 10 dollars for the apprehension of William Dubberly, a slave
belonging to the estate. William is about 19 years old, quite white, and would
not readily be taken for a slave.
JOHN J. LANE.
March 13, 1837.
The next two advertisements we cut from the New Orleans
Picayune of Sept. 2, 1846:—
TWENTY-FIVE DOLLARS REWARD.
Ran away from the plantation of Madame Fergus Duplantier, on or about the
27th of June, 1846, a bright mulatto, named Ned, very stout built, about 5
feet 11 inches high, speaks English and French, about 35 years old, waddles
in his walk. He may try to pass himself for a white man, as he is of a very
clear colour, and has sandy hair. The above reward will be paid to whoever
will bring him to Madame Duplantier's plantation, Manchac, or lodge him in
some jail where he can be conveniently obtained.
TWO HUNDRED DOLLARS REWARD.
Ran away from the subscriber, last November, a white negro man, about 35
years old, height about 5 feet 8 or 10 inches, blue eyes, has a yellow woolly
head, very fair skin.
These are the characteristics of three races. The copper-coloured complexion
shows the Indian blood. The others are the mixed races of negroes and whites.
It is known that the poor remains of Indian races have been in many cases
forced into slavery. It is no less certain that white children have sometimes
been kidnapped and sold into slavery. Rev. George Bourne, of Virginia, Presbyterian
minister, who wrote against slavery there as early as 1816, gives an account
of a boy who was stolen from
364 his parents at seven years of
age, immersed in a tan-vat to change his complexion, tattooed and sold, and,
after a captivity of fourteen years, succeeded in escaping. The tanning process
is not necessary now, as a fair skin is no presumption against slavery. There
is reason to think that the grandmother of poor Emily Russell was a
white child, stolen by kidnappers. That kidnappers may steal and sell
white children at the South now, is evident from these advertisements.
The writer, within a week, has seen a fugitive quadroon mother, who had
with her two children—a boy of ten months, and a girl of three years.
Both were surpassingly fair, and uncommonly beautiful. The girl had blue eyes
and golden hair. The mother and those children were about to be sold for the
division of an estate, which was the reason why she fled. When the mind once
becomes familiarized with the process of slavery— of enslaving first
black, then Indian, then mulatto, then quadroon, and when blue eyes and golden
hair are advertised as properties of negroes—what
protection will there be for poor white people, especially as under the present
fugitive law they can be carried away without a jury trial?
A Governor of South Carolina openly declared, in 1835, that the labouring
population of any country, bleached or unbleached, were a
dangerous element, unless reduced to slavery. Will not this be the result,
then?
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The Key to Uncle Tom's Cabin Harriet Beecher Stowe Boston: Jewett, 1854
CHAPTER X.
“POOR WHITE TRASH.”
WHEN the public sentiment of Europe speaks in
tones of indignation of the system of American slavery, the common reply has
been, “Look at your own lower classes.”
The apologists of slavery have pointed England to her own
poor. They have spoken of the heathenish ignorance, the vice, the darkness,
of her crowded cities—nay, even of her agricultural districts.
Now, in the first place, a country where the population is not crowded,
where the resources of the soil are more than sufficient for the inhabitants—a
country of recent origin, not burdened with the worn-out institutions and
clumsy lumber of past ages, ought not to be satisfied to do
only as well as countries which have to struggle against all these evils.
It is a poor defence for America to say to older countries, “We are
no worse than you are.” She ought to be infinitely better.
But it will appear that the institution of slavery has produced not only
heathenish, degraded, miserable slaves, but it produces a class of white people
who are, by universal admission, more heathenish, degraded, and miserable.
The institution of slavery has accomplished the double feat, in America, not
only of degrading and brutalising her black working classes, but of producing,
notwithstanding a fertile soil, and abundant room, a poor white population
as degraded and brutal as ever existed in any of the most crowded districts
of Europe.
The way that it is done can be made apparent in a few words. 1. The distribution
of the land into large plantations, and the consequent sparseness of settlement,
make any system of common school education impracticable. 2. The same cause
operates with regard to the preaching of the Gospel. 3. The degradation of
the idea of labour, which results inevitably from enslaving the working class,
operates to a great extent in preventing respectable working men of the middling
classes from settling or remaining in slave States. Where carpenters, blacksmiths,
and masons, are advertised every week with their
366 own tools,
or in company with horses, hogs, and other cattle, there is necessarily such
an estimate of the labouring class that intelligent, self-respecting mechanics,
such as abound in the free States, must find much that is annoying and disagreeable.
They may endure it for a time, but with much uneasiness; and they are glad
of the first opportunity of emigration.
Then, again, the filling up of all branches of mechanics and agriculture
with slave-labour necessarily depresses free labour. Suppose, now, a family
of poor whites in Carolina or Virginia, and the same family in Vermont or
Maine; how different the influences that come over them! In Vermont or Maine,
the children have the means of education at hand in public schools, and they
have all around them in society avenues of success that require only industry
to make them available. The boys have their choice among all the different
trades, for which the organisation of free society makes a steady demand.
The girls, animated by the spirit of the land in which they are born, think
useful labour no disgrace, and find, with true female ingenuity, a hundred
ways of adding to the family stock. If there be one member of a family in
whom diviner gifts and higher longings seem to call for a more finished course
of education, then cheerfully the whole family unites its productive industry
to give that one the wider education which his wider genius demands; and thus
have been given to the world such men as Roger Sherman and Daniel Webster.
But take this same family and plant them in South Carolina or Virginia—how
different the result! No common school opens its doors to their children;
the only church, perhaps, is fifteen miles off, over a bad road. The whole
atmosphere of the country in which they are born associates degradation and
slavery with useful labour; and the only standard of gentility is ability
to live without work. What branch of useful labour opens a way to its sons?
Would he be a blacksmith?—The planters around him prefer to
buy their blacksmiths in Virginia. Would he be a carpenter?—Each
planter in his neighbourhood owns one or two now. And so coopers and masons.
Would he be a shoemaker?—The plantation-shoes are made in Lynn and Natick,
towns of New England. In fact, between the free labour of the North and the
slave labour of the South, there is nothing for a poor white to do. Without
schools or churches, these miserable families grow up heathen on a Christian
soil, in idleness, vice, dirt, and discomfort of all sorts. They are the pest
of the neighbourhood, the scoff and contempt or pity even of the slaves. The
expressive phrase, so common in the
367 mouths of the negroes,
of “poor white trash,” says all for this luckless race of beings
that can be said. From this class spring a tribe of keepers of small groggeries,
and dealers, by a kind of contraband trade, with the negroes, in the stolen
produce of plantations. Thriving and promising sons may perhaps hope to grow
up into negro-traders, and thence be exalted into overseers of plantations.
The utmost stretch of ambition is to compass money enough, by any of a variety
of nondescript measures, to “buy a nigger or
two,” and begin to appear like other folks. Woe betide the unfortunate
negro man or woman, carefully raised in some good religious family, when an
execution or the death of their proprietors throws them into the market, and
they are bought by a master and mistress of this class! Oftentimes the slave
is infinitely the superior, in every respect—in person, manners, education,
and morals; but, for all that, the law guards the despotic authority of the
owner quite as jealously.
From all that would appear, in the case of Souther, which we have recorded,
he must have been one of this class. We have certain indications in the evidence
that the two white witnesses, who spent the whole day in gaping, unresisting
survey of his diabolical proceedings, were men of this order. It appears that
the crime alleged against the poor victim was that of getting drunk and trading
with these two very men, and that they were sent for probably by way of showing
them “what a nigger would get by trading with them.” This circumstance
at once marks them out as belonging to that band of half-contraband traders
who spring up among the mean whites, and occasion owners of slaves so much
inconvenience by dealing with their hands. Can any words so forcibly show
what sort of white men these are, as the idea of their standing in stupid,
brutal curiosity, a whole day, as witnesses in such
a hellish scene?
Conceive the misery of the slave who falls into the hands of such masters!
A clergyman, now dead, communicated to the writer the following anecdote:—In
travelling in one of the Southern States, he put up for the night in a miserable
log shanty, kept by a man of this class. All was dirt, discomfort, and utter
barbarism. The man, his wife, and their stock of wild, neglected children,
drank whiskey, loafed, and predominated over the miserable man and woman who
did all the work and bore all the caprices of the whole establishment. He —the
gentleman—was not long in discovering that these slaves were in person,
language, and in every respect, superior to their
368 owners;
and all that he could get of comfort in this miserable abode was owing to
their ministrations. Before he went away, they contrived to have a private
interview, and begged him to buy them. They told him that they had been decently
brought up in a respectable and refined family, and that their bondage was
therefore the more inexpressibly galling. The poor creatures had waited on
him with most assiduous care, tending his horse, brushing his boots, and anticipating
all his wants, in the hope of inducing him to buy them. The clergyman said
that he never so wished for money as when he saw the dejected visages with
which they listened to his assurances that he was too poor to comply with
their desires.
This miserable class of whites form, in all the Southern States, a material
for the most horrible and ferocious of mobs. Utterly ignorant, and inconceivably
brutal, they are like some blind, savage monster, which, when aroused, tramples
heedlessly over everything in its way.
Singular as it may appear, though slavery is the cause of the misery and
degradation of this class, yet they are the most vehement and ferocious advocates
of slavery.
The reason is this: They feel the scorn of the upper classes, and their
only means of consolation is in having a class below them, whom they may scorn
in turn. To set the negro at liberty would deprive them of this last comfort;
and accordingly no class of men advocate slavery with such frantic and unreasoning
violence, or hate abolitionists with such demoniac hatred. Let the reader
conceive of a mob of men as brutal and callous as the two white witnesses
of the Souther tragedy, led on by men like Souther himself, and he will have
some idea of the materials which occur in the worst kind of Southern mobs.
The leaders of the community, those men who play on other men with as little
care for them as a harper plays on a harp, keep this blind furious monster
of the MOB, very much as an overseer keeps plantation-dogs,
as creatures to be set on to any man or thing whom they may choose to have
put down.
These leading men have used the cry of “abolitionism
” over the mob, much as a huntsman uses the “set on”
to his dogs. Whenever they have a purpose to carry, a man to put down, they
have only to raise this cry, and the monster is wide awake, ready to spring
wherever they shall send him.
Does a minister raise his voice in favour of the slave?—Immediately,
with a whoop and hurra, some editor starts the mob on him, as an abolitionist.
Is there a man teaching his negroes to read?—The mob is started upon
him—he must promise to
369 give it up or leave the State.
Does a man at a public hotel-table express his approbation of some anti-slavery
work?—Up come the police, and arrest him for seditious language;* and on the heels of the police,
thronging round the justice's office, come the ever-ready mob—men with
clubs and bowie-knives, swearing that they will have his heart's blood. The
more respectable citizens in vain try to compose them; it is quite as hopeful
to reason with a pack of hounds, and the only way is to smuggle the suspected
person out of the State as quickly as possible. All these are scenes of common
occurrence at the South. Every Southern man knows them to be so, and they
know, too, the reason why they are so; but, so much
do they fear the monster, that they dare not say what they know.
This brute monster sometimes gets beyond the power of his masters, and
then results ensue most mortifying to the patriotism of honourable Southern
men, but which they are powerless to prevent. Such was the case when the Honourable
Senator Hoar, of Massachusetts, with his daughter, visited the city of Charleston.
The senator was appointed by the sovereign State of Massachusetts to inquire
into the condition of her free coloured citizens detained in South Carolina
prisons. We cannot suppose that men of honour and education, in South Carolina,
can contemplate without chagrin the fact that this honourable gentleman, the
representative of a sister State, and accompanied by his daughter, was obliged
to flee from South Carolina, because they were told that the constituted authorities
would not be powerful enough to protect them from the ferocities of a mob.
This is not the only case in which this mob power has escaped from the hands
of its guiders, and produced mortifying results. The scenes of Vicksburg,
and the succession of popular whirlwinds which at that time flew over the
South-western States, have been forcibly painted by the author of “The
White Slave.”
They who find these popular outbreaks useful when they serve their own
turns are sometimes forcibly reminded of the consequences—
Of letting rapine loose, and murder, To go just so far, and no further; And setting all the land on fire, To burn just so high, and no higher.
The statements made above can be substantiated by various documents—mostly
by the testimony of residents in slave States, and by extracts from their
newspapers.
370
Concerning the class of poor whites, Mr. William Gregg, of Charleston,
South Carolina, in a pamphlet called “Essays on Domestic Industry, or
an Inquiry into the expediency of establishing Cotton Manufactories in South
Carolina, 1845,” says, p. 22:—
Shall we pass unnoticed the thousands of poor, ignorant, degraded white
people among us, who, in this land of plenty, live in comparative nakedness
and starvation? Many a one is reared in proud South
Carolina, from birth to manhood, who has never passed a month in which he
has not, some part of the time, been stinted for meat. Many a mother is there
who will tell you that her children are but scantily provided with bread,
and much more scantily with meat; and, if they be clad with comfortable raiment,
it is at the expense of these scanty allowances of food. These may be startling
statements, but they are nevertheless true; and if not believed in Charleston,
the members of our legislature who have traversed the State in electioneering
campaigns can attest the truth.
The Rev. Henry Duffner, D.D., President of Lexington College, Va., himself
a slaveholder, published in 1847 an address to the people of Virginia, showing
that slavery is injurious to public welfare, in which he shows the influence
of slavery in producing a decrease of the white population. He says:—
It appears that in ten years, from 1830 to 1840, Virginia lost by emigration
no fewer than 375,000 of her people; of whom East Virginia lost 304,000, and
West Virginia 71,000. At this rate, Virginia supplies the West, every ten
years, with a population equal in number to the population of the State of
Mississippi in 1840. * * * She has sent—or, we should rather say, she
has driven—from her soil at least one-third of all the emigrants who
have gone from the old States to the new. More than another third have gone
from the other old slave States. Many of these multitudes, who have left the
slave States, have shunned the regions of slavery, and settled in the free
countries of the West. These were generally industrious and enterprising white
men, who found, by sad experience, that a country of slaves was not the country
for them. It is a truth, a certain truth, that slavery drives free labourers—farmers,
mechanics and all, and some of the best of them too—out of the country,
and fills their places with negroes. * * * Even the common mechanical trades
do not flourish in a slave State. Some mechanical operations must, indeed,
be performed in every civilised country; but the general rule in the South
is to import from abroad every fabricated thing that can be carried in ships,
such as household furniture, boats, boards, laths, carts, ploughs, axes, and
axe-helves; besides innumerable other things, which free communities are accustomed
to make for themselves. What is most wonderful is, that the forests and iron
mines of the South supply, in great part, the materials out of which these
things are made. The Northern freemen come with their ships, carry home the
timber and pig-iron, work them up, supply their own wants with a part, and
then sell the rest at a good profit in the Southern markets. Now, although
mechanics, by setting up their shops in the South, could save all these freights
and profits, yet, so it is, that Northern me-
371 chanics will not
settle in the South; and the Southern mechanics are undersold by their Northern
competitors.
In regard to education, Rev. Theodore Parker gives the following statistics,
in his, “Letters on Slavery,” p. 65.
In 1671, Sir William Berkely, Governor of Virginia, said, “I thank
God that there are no free schools nor printing-presses (in Virginia), and
I hope we shall not have them these hundred years.” In 1840, in the
fifteen slave States and territories, there were at the various primary schools
201,085 scholars; at the various primary schools of the free States, 1,626,028.
The State of Ohio alone had, at her primary schools, 17,524 more scholars
than all the fifteen slave States. New York alone had 301,282 more.
In the slave States there are 1,368,325 free white children between the
ages of five and twenty; in the free States, 3,536,689 such children. In the
slave States, at schools and colleges, there are 301,172 pupils; in the free
States, 2,212,444 pupils at schools or colleges. Thus, in the slave States,
out of twenty-five free white children between five and twenty, there are
not quite five at any school or college; while out of twenty-five such children
in the free States there are more than fifteen at school or college.
In the slave States, of the free white population that is over twenty years
of age, there is almost one-tenth part that are unable to read and write:
while in the free States there is not quite one in 156 who is deficient to
that degree.
In New England there are but few born therein, and more than twenty years
of age, who are unable to read and write; but many foreigners arrive there
with no education, and thus swell the number of the illiterate, and diminish
the apparent effect of her free institutions. The South has few such immigrants;
the ignorance of the Southern States, therefore, is to be ascribed to other
causes. The Northern men who settle in the slaveholding States have perhaps
about the average culture of the North, and more than that of the South. The
South, therefore, gains educationally from immigration, as the North loses.
Among the Northern States, Connecticut, and among the Southern States South
Carolina, are to a great degree free from disturbing influences of this character.
A comparison between the two will show the relative effects of the respective
institutions of the North and South. In Connecticut there are 163,843 free
persons over twenty years of age; in South Carolina, but 111,663. In Connecticut
there are but 526 persons over twenty who are unable to read and write; while
in South Carolina there are 20,615 free white persons over twenty years of
age unable to read and write. In South Carolina, out of each 626 free whites
more than twenty years of age, there are more than 58 wholly unable to read
or write; out of that number of such persons in Connecticut, not quite two!
More than the sixth part of the adult freemen of South Carolina are unable
to read the vote which will be deposited at the next election. It is but fair
to infer that at least one-third of the adults of South Carolina, if not much
of the South, are unable to read and understand even a newspaper. Indeed,
in one of the slave States, this is not a matter of mere inference; for in
1837 Governor Clarke, of Kentucky, declared in his message to the legislature,
that “one-third of the adult population were unable to write their names;”
yet Kentucky has a “school-fund,” valued at 1,221,819 dollars,
while South Carolina has none.
372
One sign of this want of ability, even to read, in the slave States, is
too striking to be passed by. The staple reading of the least cultivated Americans
is the newspapers, one of the lowest forms of literature, though one of the
most powerful, read even by men who read nothing else. In the slave States
there are published but 377 newspapers, and in the free, 1,135. These numbers
do not express the entire difference in the case; for, as a general rule,
the circulation of the Southern newspapers is 50 to 75 per cent. less than
that of the north. Suppose, however, that each Southern newspaper has two-thirds
the circulation of the Northern journal, we have then but 225 newspapers for
the slave States! The more valuable journals—the monthlies and quarterlies—are
published almost entirely in the free States.
The number of churches, the number and character of the clergy who labour
for these churches, are other measures of the intellectual and moral condition
of the people. The scientific character of the Southern clergy has been already
touched on. Let us compare the more external facts.
In 1830, South Carolina had a population of 581,185 souls; Connecticut,
297,675. In 1836, South Carolina had 364 ministers; Connecticut, 498.
In 1834, there were in the slave States but 82,532 scholars in the Sunday-schools;
in the free States, 504,835; in the single State of New York, 161,768.
The fact of constant emigration from slave States is also shown by such
extracts from papers as the following, from the Raleigh
(N. C.) Register, quoted in the columns of the National Era.
THEY WILL LEAVE NORTH CAROLINA.
Our attention was arrested, on Saturday last, by quite a long train of
waggons, winding through our streets, which, upon inquiry, we found to belong
to a party emigrating from Wayne County, in this State, to the “far
West.” This is but a repetition of many similar scenes that we and others
have witnessed during the past few years; and no doubt the other, and such spectacles will be still
more frequently witnessed, unless something is done to retrieve our fallen
fortunes at home.
If there be any one “consummation devoutly to be wished” in
our policy, it is that our young men should remain at home, and not abandon
their native State. From the early settlement of North Carolina, the great
drain upon her prosperity has been the spirit of emigration, which has so
prejudicially affected all the States of the South. Her sons, hitherto neglected
(if we must say it) by an unparental government, have wended their way, by
hundreds upon hundreds, from the land of their fathers—that land, too,
to make it a paradise, wanting nothing but a market—to bury their bones
in the land of strangers. We firmly believe that this emigration is caused
by the laggard policy of our people on the subject of internal improvement,
for man is not prone by nature to desert the home of his affections.
The editor of the Era also quotes the following
from the Greensboro' (Ala.) Beacon
.
“An unusually large number of movers have passed through this village
within the past two or three weeks. On one day of last week, upwards of thirty
Waggons and other vehicles belonging to emigrants, mostly from Georgia and
373 South Carolina, passed through on their way, most of them bound
to Texas and Arkansas.”
This tide of emigration does not emanate from an overflowing population.
Very far from it. Rather, it marks an abandonment of a soil which, exhausted
by injudicious culture, will no longer repay the labour of tillage. The emigrant,
turning his back upon the homes of his childhood, leaves a desolate region,
it may be, and finds that he can indulge his feelings of local attachment
only at the risk of starvation.
How are the older States of the South to keep their population? We say
nothing of an increase, but how are they to hold their own? It is useless
to talk about strict construction, State rights, or Wilmot provisos. Of what
avail can such things be to a sterile desert, upon which people cannot subsist?
In the columns of the National Era, Oct. 2, 1851,
also is the following article, by its editor.
STAND YOUR GROUND.
A citizen of Guildford County, North Carolina, in a letter to the
True Wesleyan, dated August 20th, 1851, writes:—
“You may discontinue my paper for the present, as I am inclined to
go Westward, where I can enjoy religious liberty, and have my family in a
free country. Mobocracy has the ascendancy here, and there is no law. Brother
Wilson had an appointment on Liberty Hill, on Sabbath, 24th inst. The mob
came armed, according to mob law, and commenced operations on the meeting-house.
They knocked all the weather-boarding off, destroying doors, windows, pulpit,
and benches; and I have no idea that, if the mob was to kill a Wesleyan, or
one of their friends, that they would be hung.
“There is more moving this fall to the far West than was ever known
in one year. People do not like to be made slaves, and they are determined
to go where it is no crime to plead the cause of the poor and oppressed. They
have become alarmed at seeing the laws of God trampled under foot with impunity,
and that, too, by legislators, sworn officers of the peace, and professors
of religion. And even ministers (so called) are justifying mobocracy. They
think that such a course of conduct will lead to a dissolution of the Union,
and then every man will have to fight in defence of slavery, or be killed.
This is an awful state of things; and if the people were destitute of the
Bible, and the various means of information which they possess, there might
be some hope of reform. But there is but little hope, under existing circumstances.”
We hope the writer will re-consider his purpose. In his section of North
Carolina there are very many anti-slavery men, and the majority of the people
have no interest in what is called slave property. Let them stand their ground,
and maintain the right of free discussion. How is the despotism of slavery
to be put down, if those opposed to it abandon their rights, and flee their
country? Let them do as the indomitable Clay does in Kentucky, and they will
make themselves respected.
The following is quoted, without comment, in the National
Era, in 1851, from the columns of the Augusta Republic
(Georgia).
374
FREEDOM OF SPEECH IN GEORGIA.
Warrenton (Ga.), Thursday, July 10, 1851.
This day the citizens of the town and county met in the court-house at
eight o'clock, A.M. On motion, Thomas F. Parsons, Esq.,
was called to the chair, and Mr. Wm. H. Pilcher requested to act as secretary.
The object of the meeting was stated by the chairman as follows:
Whereas, our community has been thrown into confusion by the presence among
us of one Nathan Bird Watson, who hails from New Haven (Connecticut), and
who has been promulgating abolition sentiments, publicly and privately, among
our people—sentiments at war with our institutions, and intolerable
in a slave community—and also been detected in visiting suspicious negro
houses, as we suppose for the purpose of inciting our slaves and free negro
population to insurrection and insubordination.
The meeting having been organised, Wm. Gibson, Esq., offered the following
resolution, which, after various expressions of opinion, was unanimously adopted,
to wit:
Resolved, That a committee of ten be appointed by the chairman for the
purpose of making arrangements to expel Nathan Bird Watson, an avowed abolitionist,
who has been in our village for three or four weeks, by twelve o'clock this
day, by the Georgia Railroad cars; and that it shall be the duty of said committee
to escort the said Watson to Camak, for the purpose of shipment to his native
land.
The following gentlemen were named as that committee:
William Gibson, E. Cody, J. M. Roberts, J. B. Huff, E. H. Pottle, E. A.
Brinkley, John C. Jennings, George W. Dickson, A. B. Rogers, and Dr. R. W.
Hubert.
On motion, the chairman was added to that committee.
It was, on motion,
Resolved, That the proceedings of this meeting, with a minute description
of the said Watson, be forwarded to the publishers of the Augusta papers,
with the request that they, and all other publishers of papers in the slaveholding
States, publish the same for a sufficient length of time.
DESCRIPTION.—The said Nathan Bird Watson
is a man of dark complexion, hazel eyes, black hair, and wears a heavy beard;
measures five feet eleven and three-quarter inches; has a quick step, and
walks with his toes inclined inward, and a little stoop-shouldered; now wears
a checked coat and white pants; says he is twenty-three years of age, but
will pass for twenty-five or thirty.
On motion, the meeting was adjourned.
THOMAS F. PARSONS,
Chairman. WILLIAM H. PILCHER,
Secretary.
This may be regarded as a specimen of that kind of editorial halloo which
is designed to rouse and start in pursuit of a man the bloodhounds of the
mob.
The following is copied by the National Era from
the Richmond Times.
375
LYNCH LAW.
On the 13th inst. the Vigilance Committee of the county of Grayston, in
this State, arrested a man named John Cornutt (a friend and follower of Bacon,
the Ohio abolitionist), and, after examining the evidence against him, required
him to renounce his abolition sentiments. This Cornutt refused to do; thereupon,
he was stripped, tied to a tree, and whipped. After receiving a dozen stripes,
he caved in, and promised not only to recant, but to sell his property in
the county (consisting of land and negroes), and leave the State. Great excitement
prevailed throughout the country, and the Wytheville Republican
of the 20th inst. states that the Vigilance Committee of Grayston were
in hot pursuit of other obnoxious persons.
On this outrage, the Wytheville Republican makes
the following comments:
Laying aside the white man, humanity to the negro, the slave, demands that
these abolitionists be dealt summarily, and above the law.
On Saturday, the 13th, we learn that the Committee of Vigilance of that
county, to the number of near two hundred, had before them one John Cornutt,
a citizen, a friend and backer of Bacon, and promulgator of his abolition
doctrines. They required him to renounce abolitionism, and promise obedience
to the laws. He refused. They stripped him, tied him to a tree, and appealed
to him again to renounce, and promise obedience to the laws. He refused. The
rod was brought; one, two, three, and on to twelve, on the bare back, and
he cried out; he promised—and, more, he said he would sell and leave.
This Mr. Cornutt owns lands, negroes, and money, say fifteen to twenty
thousand dollars. He has a wife, but no white children. He has among his negroes
some born on his farm, of mixed blood. He is believed to be a friend of the
negro, even to amalgamation. He intends to set his negroes free, and make
them his heirs. It is hoped he will retire to Ohio, and there finish his operations,
of amalgamation and emancipation.
The Vigilance Committees were after another of Bacon's men on Thursday;
we have not heard whether they caught him, nor what followed. There are not
more than six of his followers that adhere; the rest have renounced him, and
are much outraged at his imposition.
Mr. Cornutt appealed for redress to the law. The result of his appeal is
thus stated in the Richmond (Va.)
Times, quoted by the National Era.
MORE TROUBLE IN GRAYSON.
The clerk of the Grayson County Court having, on the 1st inst. (the first
day of Judge Brown's term), tendered his resignation, and there being no applicant
for the office, and it being publicly stated at the bar that no one would
accept said appointment, Judge Brown found himself unable to proceed with
business, and accordingly adjourned the Court until the first day of the next
term.
Immediately upon the adjournment of the Court, a public meeting of the
citizens of the country was held, when resolutions were adopted expressive
of the determination of the people to maintain the stand recently taken; exhorting
the Committees of Vigilance to increased activity in ferreting out all persons
376 tinctured with abolitionism in the county, and offering a reward
of one hundred dollars for the apprehension and delivery of one Jonathan Roberts
to any one of the Committees of Vigilance.
We have a letter from a credible correspondent in Carroll County, which
gives to the affair a still more serious aspect. Trusting that there may be
some error about it, we have no comments to make until the facts are known
with certainty. Our correspondent, whose letter bears date the 13th inst.,
says:—
“I learn, from an authentic source, that the Circuit Court that was
to sit in Grayson County during last week was dissolved by violence. The circumstances
were these. After the execution of the negroes in that county, some time ago,
who had been excited to rebellion by a certain Methodist preacher, by the
name of Bacon, of which you have heard, the citizens held a meeting, and instituted
a sort of inquisition, to find out, if possible, who were the accomplices
of said Bacon. Suspicion soon rested on a man by the name of Cornutt, and,
on being charged with being an accomplice, he acknowledged the fact, and declared
his intention of persevering in the cause; upon which he was severely lynched.
Cornutt then instituted suit against the parties, who afterwards held a meeting
and passed resolutions, notifying the Court and lawyers not to undertake the
case, upon pain of a coat of tar and feathers. The Court, however, convened
at the appointed time; and, true to their promise, a band of armed men marched
round the court-house, fired their guns by platoons, and dispersed the Court
in confusion. There was no blood shed. This county and the county of Wythe
have held meetings and passed resolutions sustaining the movement of the citizens
of Grayson.
Is it any wonder that people emigrate from States where such things go
on?
The following accounts will show what ministers of the gospel will have
to encounter who undertake faithfully to express their sentiments in slave
States. The first is an article by Dr. Bailey, of the
Era, of April 3, 1852.
LYNCHING IN KENTUCKY.
The American Baptist, of Utica, New York, publishes
letters from the Rev. Edward Matthews, giving an account of his barbarous
treatment in Kentucky.
Mr. Matthews, it seems, is an agent of the American Free Mission Society,
and, in the exercise of his agency, visited that State, and took occasion
to advocate from the pulpit anti-slavery sentiments. Not long since, in the
village of Richmond, Madison County, he applied to several churches for permission
to lecture on the moral and religious condition of the slaves, but was unsuccessful.
February 1st, in the evening, he preached to the coloured congregation of
that place, after which he was assailed by a mob, and driven from the town.
Returning in a short time, he left a communication respecting the transaction
at the office of the Richmond Chronicle, and again
departed; but had not gone far before he was overtaken by four men, who seized
him, and led him to an out-of-the-way place, where they consulted as to what
they should do with him. They resolved to duck him, ascertaining first that
he could swim. Two of them took him and threw him into a pond, as far as they
could, and, on his rising to the surface, bade him come out. He did so, and,
on his refusing to promise never to come to Richmond, they
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flung him in again. This operation was repeated four times, when he yielded.
They next demanded of him a promise that he would leave Kentucky, and never
return again. He refused to give it, and they threw him in the water six times
more, when, his strength failing, and they threatening to whip him, he gave
the pledge required, and left the State.
We do not know anything about Mr. Matthews, or his mode of promulgating
his views. The laws in Kentucky for the protection of what is called “slave
property” are stringent enough, and nobody can doubt the readiness of
public sentiment to enforce their heaviest penalties against offenders. If
Mr. Matthews violated the law, he should have been tried by the law; and he
would have been, had he committed an illegal act. No charge of the kind is
made against him.
He was, then, the victim of Lynch law, administered in a ruffianly manner,
and without provocation; and the parties concerned in the transaction, whatever
their position in society, were guilty of conduct as cowardly as it was brutal.
As to the manner in which Mr. Matthews has conducted himself in Kentucky
we know nothing. We transfer to our columns the following extract from an
editorial in the “Journal and Messenger” of Cincinnati, a Baptist
paper, and which, it may be presumed, speaks intelligently on the subject:
“Mr. Matthews is likewise a Baptist minister, whose ostensible mission
is one of love. If he has violated that mission, or any law, he is amenable
to God and law, and not to LAWLESS VIOLENCE. His going
to Kentucky is a matter of conscience to him, in which he has a right to indulge.
Many good anti-slavery men would question the wisdom of such a step. None
would doubt his RIGHT. Many, as a matter of taste and
propriety, cannot admire the way in which he is reputed to do his work. But
they believe he is conscientious, and they know that 'oppression maketh even
a wise man mad.' We do not think, in obedience to Christ's commands, he sufficiently
counted the cost. For no one in his position should go to Kentucky to agitate
the question of slavery, unless he EXPECTS TO DIE.
No man in this position, which Mr. Matthews occupies, can do it, without falling
a martyr. Liberty of speech and thought is not, cannot be, enjoyed in slave
States. Slavery could not exist for a moment, if it did. It is, doubtless,
the duty of the Christian not to surrender his life cheaply, for the sake
of being a martyr. This would be an unholy motive. It is his duty to preserve
it until the last moment; so Christ enjoins. It is no mark of cowardice to
flee. 'When they persecute you in one city, flee into another,' said the Saviour.
But he did not say, Give a pledge that you will not exercise your rights.
Hence, he nor his disciples never did it. But it is a question, after one
has deliberated, and conscientiously entered a community in the exercise of
his constitutional and religious rights, whether he should give a pledge,
under the influence of a love of life, never to return. If he does, he has
not counted the cost. A Christian should be as conscientious in pledging solemnly
not to do what he has an undoubted right to do, as he is in labouring for
the emancipation of the slave.”
The following is from the National Era, July 10,
1851.
Mr. McBride wished to form a church of non-slaveholders.
CASE OF REV. JESSE McBRIDE.
This missionary, it will be remembered, was expelled lately from the State
of North Carolina.
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We give below his letter detailing the conduct of the mob. His letter is
dated Guilford, May 6. After writing that he is suffering from temporary illness,
he proceeds:
“I would have kept within doors this day, but for the fact that I
mistrusted a mob would be out to disturb my congregation, though such a hint
had not been given me by a human being. About six o'clock this morning I crawled
into my carriage and drove eighteen miles, which brought me to my meeting-place,
eight miles east of Greensboro'—the place I gave an account of a few
weeks since—where some seven or eight persons gave their names to go
into the organisation of a Wesleyan Methodist church. Well, sure enough, just
before meeting time (twelve o'clock), I was informed that a pack of rioters
were on hand, and that they had sworn I should not fulfil my appointment this
day. As they had heard nothing of this before, the news came upon some of
my friends like a clap of thunder from a clear sky; they scarcely knew what
to do. I told them I should go to meeting or die in the attempt, and, like
'good soldiers,' they followed. Just before I got to the arbour, I saw a man
leave the crowd and approach me at the left of my path. As I was about to
pass, he said—
“ 'Mr. McBride, here is a letter for you.'
“I took the letter, put it into my pocket, and said, 'I have not
time to read it until after meeting.'
“ 'No, you must read it now.'
“Seeing that I did not stop, he said, 'I want to speak to you,' beckoning
with his hand and turning, expecting me to follow.
“ 'I will talk to you after meeting,' said I, pulling out my watch;
'you see I have no time to spare—it is just twelve.
“As I went to go in at the door of the stand, a man who had taken
his seat on the step rose up, placed his hand on me, and said, in a very excited
tone—
“ 'Mr. McBride, you can't go in here!'
“Without offering any resistance, or saying a word, I knelt down
outside the stand, on the ground, and prayed to my 'Father;' pled his promises,
such as, 'When the enemy comes in like a flood, I will rear up a standard
against him;' 'I am a present help in trouble;' I will fight all your battles
for you; prayed for grace, victory, my enemies, &c. Rose perfectly calm.
Meantime my enemies cursed and swore some, but most of the time they were
rather quiet. Mr. Hiatt, a slave-holder and merchant from Greensboro', said—
“ 'You can't preach here to-day; we have come to prevent you. We
think you are doing harm—violating our laws,' &c.
“ 'From what authority do you thus command and prevent me from preaching?
Are you authorised by the civil authority to prevent me?'
“ 'No, sir.'
“ 'Has God sent you, and does he enjoin it on you as a duty to stop
me?'
“ 'I am unacquainted with Him.'
“ 'Well, 'acquaint thyself now with Him, and be at peace,' and he
will give you a more honourable business than stopping men from preaching
his gospel. The judgment-day is coming on, and I summon you there, to give
an account of this day's conduct. And now, gentlemen, if I have violated the
laws of North Carolina, by them I am willing to be judged, condemned, and
punished—to go to
379 the whipping-post, pillory, or jail,
or even to hug the stake. But, gentlemen, you are not generally a pack of
ignoramuses; your good sense teaches you the impropriety of your course; you
know that you are doing wrong; you know that it is not right to trample all
law, both human and divine, in the dust, out of professed love for it. You
must see that your course will lead to perfect anarchy and confusion. The
time may come when Jacob Hiatt may be in the minority, when his principles
may be as unpopular as Jesse McBride's are now. What then? Why, if your course
prevails, he must be lynched—whipped, stoned, tarred and feathered,
dragged from his own house, or his house burned over his head, and he perish
in the ruins. The persons became food for the beasts they threw Daniel to:
the same fire that was kindled for the 'Hebrew children' consumed those who
kindled it; Haman stretched the same rope he prepared for Mordecai. Yours
is a dangerous course, and you must reap a retribution, either here or hereafter.
We will sing a hymn,' said I.
“ 'O yes,' said H., 'you may sing.'
“ 'The congregation will please assist me, as I am quite unwell;'
and I lined off the hymn, 'Father, I stretch my hands to thee,' &c., rioters
and all helping to sing. All seemed in good humour, and I almost forgot their
errand. When we closed I said, 'Let us pray.'
“ 'G—d d——n it, that's not singing!' said one of
the company, who stood back pretty well.
“While we invoked the divine blessing, I think many could say, 'It
is good for us to be here.' Before I rose from my knees, after the friends
rose, I delivered an exhortation of some ten or fifteen minutes, in which
I urged the brethren to stedfastness, prayer, &c., some of the mob crying
'Lay hold of him!' 'Drag him out!' 'Stop him!' &c.
“My voice being nearly drowned by the tumult, I left off. I was then
called to have some conversation with H., who repeated some of the charges
he preferred at first—said I was bringing on insurrection, causing disturbance,
&c.; wishing me to leave the State; said he had some slaves, and he himself
was the most of a slave of any of them, had harder times than they had, and
he would like to be shut of them, and that he was my true friend.
“ 'As to your friendship, Mr. H., you have acted quite friendly,
remarkably so— fully as much so as Judas when he kissed the Saviour.
As to your having to be so much of a slave, I am sorry for you; you ought
to be freed. As to insurrection, I am decidedly opposed to it, have no sympathy
with it whatever. As to raising disturbance and leaving the State, I left
a little motherless daughter in Ohio, over whom I wished to have an oversight
and care. When I left, I only expected to remain in North Carolina one year;
but the people dragged me up before the Court under the charge of felony,
put me in bonds, and kept me; and now would you have me leave my securities
to suffer—have me lie and deceive the Court?'
“ 'O! if you will leave, your bail will not have to suffer; that
can, I think, be settled without much trouble,' said Mr. H.
“ 'They shall not have trouble on my account,' said I.
“After talking with Mr. H. and one or two more on personal piety,
&c. I went to the arbour, took my seat in the door of the stand for a
minute; then rose, and, after referring to a few texts of Scripture, to show
that all those who will live godly shall suffer persecution, I inquired, 1st,
What is persecution? 2ndly,
380 noticed the fact, 'shall suffer;'
gave a synoptical history of persecution, by showing that Abel was the first
martyr for the right—the Israelites' sufferings. The prophets were stoned,
were sawn usunder, were tempted, were slain with the sword, had to wander
in deserts, mountains, dens, and caves of the earth, were driven from their
houses, given to ferocious beasts, lashed to the stake, and destroyed in different
ways. Spoke of John the Baptist; showed how he was persecuted, and what the
charge. Christ was persecuted for doing what John was persecuted for not doing.
Spoke of the sufferings of the apostles, and their final death; of Luther
and his coadjutors; of the Wesleys and early Methodists; of Fox and the early
Quakers; of the early settlers in the colonies of the United States. Noticed
why the righteous were persecuted, the advantages thereof to the righteous
themselves, and how they should treat their persecutors—with kindness,
&c. Spoke, I suppose, some half an hour, and dismissed. Towards the close
some of the rioters got quite angry, and yelled, 'Stop him!' 'Pull him out!'
'The righteous were never persecuted for d—d abolitionism,' &c.
Some of them paid good attention to what I said. And thus we spent the time
from twelve to three o'clock, and thus the meeting passed by.
“Brother dear, I am more and more confirmed in the righteousness
of our cause. I would rather, much rather, die for good principles, than to
have applause and honour for propagating false theories and abominations.
You perhaps would like to know how I feel. Happy, most of the time. A religion
that will not stand persecution will not take us to heaven. Blessed be God
that I have not thus far been suffered to deny Him! Sometimes I have thought
that I was nearly home. I generally feel a calmness of soul, but sometimes
my enjoyments are rapturous. I have had a great burden of prayer for the dear
flock; help me pray for them. Thank God, I have not heard of one of them giving
up or turning; and I believe, some, if not most of them, would go to the stake
rather than give back. I forgot to say I read a part of the fifth chapter
of the Acts of the Apostles to the rioters, commencing at the 17th verse.
I told them, if their institutions were of God, I could not harm them; that
if our cause was of God, they could not stop it—that they could kill
me, but they could not kill the truth. Though I talked plainly, I talked and
felt kindly to them.
“I have had to write in such haste, and being fatigued and unwell,
my letter is disconnected. I meant to give you a copy of the letter of the
mob. Here it is:
“ 'Mr. MC BRIDE:
“ 'We, the subscribers, very and most respectfully request you not
to attempt to fulfil your appointment at this place. If you do, you will surely
be interrupted.'
“ 'May 6, 1851.' (Signed by 32 persons.)
“Some were professors of religion—Presbyterians, Episcopal
Methodists, and Methodist Protestants. One of the latter was an 'exhorter.'
I understand some of the crowd were negro-traders.
“Farewell, J. MC BRIDE.'
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