CHAPTER IX.

The lottery at Havana--Hospitality of the Spaniards--Flattery--Cuban

ladies--Castilian, Parisian and American politeness--The bonnet in

Cuba--Ladies' dresses--The fan--Jewelry and its wear--Culture of

flowers--Reflections--A most peculiar narcotic--Cost of living on

the island--Guines--The cock-pit--Training of the birds--The garden

of the world--Birds of the tropics--Condition of

agriculture--Night-time--The Southern Cross--Natural resources of

Cuba--Her wrongs and oppressions.

There is a monthly lottery in Havana, with prizes amounting to one

hundred and ten thousand dollars, and sometimes as high as one hundred

and eighty thousand dollars, under the immediate direction and control

of the authorities, and which is freely patronized by the first

mercantile houses, who have their names registered for a certain number

of tickets each month. The poorer classes, too, by clubbing together,

become purchasers of tickets, including slaves and free negroes; and it

is but a few years since, that some slaves, who had thus united and

purchased a ticket, drew the first prize of sixty thousand dollars;

which was honestly paid to them, and themselves liberated by the

purchase of their freedom from their masters. Honestly and strictly

conducted as these lotteries are, yet their very stability, and the

just payment of all prizes, but makes them the more baneful and

dangerous in their influence upon the populace. Though now and then a

poor man becomes rich through their means, yet thousands are

impoverished in their mad zeal to purchase tickets, though it cost them

their last medio. The government thus countenances and fosters a taste

for gambling, while any one acquainted at all with the Spanish

character, must know that the people need no prompting in a vice to

which they seem to take intuitively.

The Spaniards receive credit for being a very hospitable people, and to

a certain extent this is due to them; but the stranger soon learns to

regard the extravagant manifestations which too often characterize their

etiquette, as quite empty and heartless. Let a stranger enter the house

of a Cuban for the first time, and the host or hostess of the mansion

says at once, either in such words or their equivalent, "All that we

have is at your service; take what you will, and our right hand with

it." Yet no one thinks of understanding this literally. The family

volante is at your order, or a saddle horse; and in such small

kindnesses they are indeed polite; but when they beg of you to accept a

ring, a book, a valuable toy, because you have happened to praise it,

you are by no means to do so. Another trait of character which suggests

itself in this connection, is their Universal habit of profuse

compliment.[28] The ladies listen to them, as a matter of course, from

their countrymen, or from such Frenchmen as have become domesticated in

the island; but if an American takes occasion to compliment them, they

are at once delighted, for they believe them to be sincere, and the

matter is secretly treasured to be repeated.

The Cuban ladies, with true feminine acuteness, estimate correctly the

high-flown compliments of their countrymen; and the kindred French,

Castilian and Parisian politeness is of about equal value, and means the

same thing,--that is, nothing. To strangers it is very pleasant at

first, but the moment it is apparent that these profuse protestations of

friendship and offers of service are transparent devices, and that if

you take them at their word they are embarrassed, perhaps offended, that

you must be constantly on your guard, and be very careful to consider

every fine phrase as a flower of rhetoric, it becomes positively

disagreeable. Good manners go a great way; and if a person does you a

favor, the pleasure you experience is much enhanced by the grace with

which the obligation is conferred; but there is a vast difference

between true and false politeness. The former springs only from a good

and true heart; the latter is especially egotistical. Both the French

and Spanish are extremely gallant to women; and yet the condition of

women in both France and Spain is vastly inferior to that of our fair

countrywomen, notwithstanding the Spanish _caballero_ and the Parisian

_elegant_ can couch their heartless compliments in terms our plain

people would vainly attempt to imitate. But what cares a woman for fine

phrases, if she knows that the respect due to her sex is wanting? The

condition of the women of Cuba is eminently Spanish, and she is here too

often the slave of passion and the victim of jealousy.

The bonnet, which forms so important a part of the ladies' costume in

Europe and American cities, is entirely unknown, or, rather, never worn

by the Creole ladies; and strangers who appear with this article of

dress are regarded with as much curiosity as we should be exercised by

to meet in our own streets a Tuscarora chief in his war-paint. In place

of the bonnet the Cuban ladies wear a long black veil, gathered at the

back of the head upon the clustered braid of hair (always dark and

luxuriant), and drawn to one side of the face or the other, as

circumstances may require. More frequently, however, even this appendage

is not seen, and they ride in the Paseos and streets with their heads

entirely uncovered, save by the sheltering hood of the volante. When

necessity calls them abroad during the early or middle hours of the day,

there is a canvas screen buttoning to the dasher, and extending to the

top of the vehicle, forming a partial shelter from the sun. This

apparatus is universally arranged upon the volantes which stand at the

corners of the streets for common hire; but the private vehicles are

rarely seen much abroad before the early twilight, or just before

sunset.

Full dress, on all state occasions, with the Cuban ladies, is black; but

white is worn on all ordinary ones, forming a rich and striking contrast

to the fair olive complexions of the wearers. Jewelry is worn to a great

extent, and, by those who can afford it, to the amount of most fabulous

sums, of course the diamond predominating; but there is a general

fondness for opals, garnets and pearls, worn in bracelets more

particularly, or in bands about the hair, at the top of the forehead.

There is one article without which the Cuban lady would not feel at home

for a single moment; it is the fan, which is a positive necessity to

her, and she learns its coquettish and graceful use from very childhood.

Formed of various rich materials, it glitters in her hand like a gaudy

butterfly, now half, now wholly shading her radiant face, which quickly

peeps out again from behind its shelter, like the moon from out a gilded

cloud. This little article (always rich and expensive), perfectly

indispensable in a Cuban lady's costume, in their hands seems almost to

speak; she has a witching flirt with it that expresses scorn; a graceful

wave of complaisance; an abrupt closing of it, that indicates vexation

or anger; a gradual and cautious opening of its folds, that signifies

reluctant forgiveness; in short, the language of the fan in a Cuban's

hand is an adroit and expressive pantomime, that requires no foreign

interpreter.

It may be owing to the prodigality of nature in respect to Flora's

kingdom, which has led to no development among the people of Cuba, in

the love and culture of flowers. Of course this remark is intended in a

general point of view, there necessarily being exceptions to establish

the rule. But it is a rare thing to see flowers under cultivation here,

other than such as spring up from the over-fertile soil, unplanted and

untended. In New Orleans one cannot pass out of the doors of the St.

Charles Hotel, at any hour of the day, without being saluted first by

the flavor of magnolias, and then by a Creole flower-girl, with "Buy a

bouquet for a dime, sir?" But nothing of the sort is seen in Cuba;

flowers are a drug. Nevertheless, I fear that people who lack an

appreciation of these "illumined scriptures of the prairie," show a want

of delicacy and refinement that even an humble Parisian grisette is not

without. Scarcely can you pass from the coast of Cuba inland for half a

league, in any direction, without your senses being regaled by the

fragrance of natural flowers,--the heliotrope, honeysuckle, sweet pea,

and orange blossoms predominating. The jessamine and cape rose, though

less fragrant, are delightful to the eye, and cluster everywhere, among

the hedges, groves and plantations.

There seems to be, at times, a strange narcotic influence in the

atmosphere of the island, more especially inland, where the visitor is

partially or wholly removed from the winds that usually blow from the

gulf in the after part of the day. So potent has the writer felt this

influence, that at first it was supposed to be the effect of some

powerful plant that might abound upon the plantations; but careful

inquiry satisfied him that this dreamy somnolence, this delightful sense

of ease and indolent luxuriance of feeling, was solely attributable to

the natural effect of the soft climate of Cuba. By gently yielding to

this influence, one seems to dream while waking; and while the sense of

hearing is diminished, that of the olfactories appears to be increased,

and pleasurable odors float upon every passing zephyr. One feels at

peace with all human nature, and a sense of voluptuous ease overspreads

the body. Others have spoken to the writer of this feeling of idle

happiness, which he has himself more than once experienced in the

delightful rural neighborhood of Alquizar. The only unpleasant realizing

sense during the enjoyment of the condition referred to, is the fear

that some human voice, or some chance noise, loud and abrupt, shall

arouse the waking dreamer from a situation probably not unlike the

pleasanter effect of opium, without its unpleasant reaection.

As it regards the cost of living in the island, it may be said to

average rather high to the stranger, though it is declared that the

expense to those who permanently reside here, either in town or country,

is cheaper, all things considered, than in the United States. At the

city hotels and best boarding-houses of Havana and Matanzas, the charge

is three dollars per day, unless a special bargain is made for a

considerable period of time. Inland, at the houses of public

entertainment, the charge per diem is, of course, considerably less;

and the native style of living is nearly the same within or out of the

city. The luscious and healthful fruits of the tropics form a large

share of the provision for the table, and always appear in great variety

at dessert. Good common claret wine is regularly placed before the guest

without charge, it being the ordinary drink of the people. As to the

mode of cooking, it seems to be very like the French, though the

universal garlic, which appears to be a positive necessity to a Spanish

palate, is very apt to form a disagreeable preponderance in the flavor

of every dish. Fish, meat and fowl are so disguised with this article

and with spices, that one is fain to resort to the bill of fare, to

ascertain of what he is partaking. The vegetable soups of the city

houses (but for the garlic) are excellent, many of the native vegetables

possessing not only admirable flavor, and other desirable properties for

the purpose, but being also glutinous, add much to the properties of a

preparation answering to the character of our Julian soup. Oysters,

though plentiful on the coast, are of inferior quality, and are seldom

used for the table; but pickled oysters from the United States are

largely used in the cities.

One of the pleasantest places of resort for enjoyment on the whole

island, is probably the town of Guines, connected with Havana by a

railroad (the first built upon the soil of Cuba), and but a few leagues

from the capital.[29] This locality is thought to be one of the most

salubrious and appropriate for invalids, and has therefore become a

general resort for this class, possessing several good public houses,

and in many respects is quite Americanized with regard to comforts and

the necessities of visitors from the United States. In Guines, and

indeed in all Cuban towns, villages, and even small hamlets, there is a

spacious cock-pit, where the inhabitants indulge in the sport of

cock-fighting,--an absorbing passion with the humble, and oftentimes

with the better classes. This indulgence is illustrative of their

nature,--that is, the Spanish nature and blood that is in them,--a fact

that is equally attested by their participation in the fearful contest

of the bull-fight. It is really astonishing how fierce these birds

become by training; and they always fight until one or the other dies,

unless they are interfered with. The amount of money lost and won by

this cruel mode of gambling is very large daily. Ladies frequently

attend these exhibitions, the upper seats being reserved for them; and

they may, not unfrequently, be seen entering fully into the excitement

of the sport.

The cock-pit is a large or small circular building, not unlike, in

external appearance, to a New England out-door hay-stack, its dimensions

being governed by the populousness of the locality where it is erected.

The seats are raised in a circle, around a common centre, where the

birds are fought, or "pitted," upon prepared ground, covered with

saw-dust or tan. The cocks, which are of a peculiar species of game

birds, are subjected from chickenhood, so to speak, to a peculiar course

of treatment. Their food is regularly weighed, and so many ounces of

grain are laid out for each day's consumption, so that the bird is never

permitted to grow fat, but is kept in "condition" at all times. The

feathers are kept closely cropped in a jaunty style, and neck and head,

to the length of three inches or more, are completely plucked of all

feathers, and daily rubbed with _aguadiente_ (island rum), until they

become so calloused that they are insensible to any ordinary wound which

its antagonist might inflict. Brief encounters are encouraged among them

while they are young, under proper restrictions, and no fear is had of

their injuring themselves, until they are old enough to have the _steel

gaffs_ affixed upon those which nature has given them. Then, like armed

men, with swords and daggers, they attack each other, and the blood will

flow at every stroke, the conflict being in no degree impeded, nor the

birds affrighted, by the noisy cries, jeers, and loud challenges of the

excited horde of gamblers who throng all sides of the cock-pit.[30]

Cuba has been justly styled the garden of the world, perpetual summer

smiling upon its favored shores, and its natural wealth almost baffling

the capacity of estimation. The waters which surround it, as we have

already intimated, abound with a variety of fishes, whose bright colors,

emulating the tints of precious stones and the prismatic hues of the

rainbow, astonish the eye of the stranger. Stately trees of various

species, the most conspicuous being the royal palm, rear their luxuriant

foliage against the azure heavens, along the sheltered bays, by the

way-side, on the swells of the haciendas, delighting the eye of the

traveller, and diversifying the ever-charming face of the tropical

landscape. Through the woods and groves flit a variety of birds, whose

dazzling colors defy the palette of the artist. Here the loquacious

parrot utters his harsh natural note; there the red flamingo stands

patiently by the shore of the lagoon, watching in the waters, dyed by

the reflection of his plumage, for his unconscious prey. It would

require a volume to describe the vegetable, animal and mineral kingdom

of Cuba. Among the most familiar birds, and those the names of which

even the casual observer is apt to learn, are the Cuba robin, the

blue-bird, the cat-bird, the Spanish woodpecker, the gaudy-plumed

parrot, the pedoreva, with its red throat and breast and its pea-green

head and body. There is also a great variety of wild pigeons, blue, gray

and white; the English ladybird, as it is called, with a blue head and

scarlet breast, and green and white back; the indigo-bird, the

golden-winged woodpecker, the ibis, the flamingo, and many smaller

species, like the humming-bird. Parrots settle on the sour orange trees

when the fruit is ripe, and fifty may be secured by a net at a time. The

Creoles stew and eat them as we do the pigeon; the flesh is rather

tough, and as there are plenty of fine water and marsh birds about the

lagoons, which are most tender and palatable, one is at a loss to

account for the taste that leads the people to eat the parrot. The brown

pelican is very plenty on the sea-coast, like the gull off our own

shores, and may be seen at all times sailing lazily over the sea, and

occasionally dipping for fish. Here, as among other tropical regions,

and even in some southern sections of this country, the lazy-looking

bald-headed vulture is protected by law, being a sort of natural

scavenger or remover of carrion.

The agriculturists of the island confine their attention almost solely

to the raising of sugar, coffee and tobacco, almost entirely neglecting

Indian corn (which the first settlers found indigenous here), and but

slightly attending to the varieties of the orange.[31] It is scarcely

creditable that, when the generous soil produces from two to three crops

annually, the vegetable wealth of this island should be so poorly

developed. It is capable of supporting a population of almost any

density, and yet the largest estimate gives only a million and a half of

inhabitants. On treading the fertile soil, and on beholding the

clustering fruits offered on all sides, the delicious oranges, the

perfumed pine-apples, the luscious bananas, the cooling cocoanuts, and

other fruits for which our language has no name, we are struck with the

thought of how much Providence, and how little man, has done for this

Eden of the Gulf. We long to see it peopled by men who can appreciate

the gifts of nature, men who are willing to do their part in reward for

her bounty, men who will meet her half way and second her spontaneous

efforts.[32] Nowhere on the face of the globe would intelligent labor

meet with a richer reward,--nowhere on the face of the globe would

repose from labor be so sweet. The hour of rest here sinks upon the face

of nature with a peculiar charm; the night breeze comes with its gentle

wing to fan the weary frame, and no danger lurks in its career. It has

free scope through the unglazed windows. Beautifully blue are the

heavens, and festally bright the stars of a tropical night. Preeminent

in brilliancy among the constellations is the Southern Cross, a galaxy

of stars that never greets us in the north. At midnight its glittering

framework stands erect; that solemn hour passed, the Cross declines.[33]

How glorious the night where such a heavenly sentinel indicates its

watches! Cuba is indeed a land of enchantment, where nature is

beautiful, and where mere existence is a luxury, but it requires the

infusion of a sterner, more self-denying and enterprising race to fully

test its capabilities, and to astonish the world with its

productiveness.

We have thus dilated upon the natural resources of Cuba, and depicted

the charms that rest about her; but every picture has its dark side, and

the political situation of the island is the reverse in the present

instance. Her wrongs are multifarious, and the restrictions placed upon

her by her oppressors are each and all of so heinous and tyrannical a

character, that a chapter upon each would be insufficient to place them

in their true light before the world. There is, however, no better way

of placing the grievances of the Cubans, as emanating from the home

government, clearly before the reader, than by stating such of them as

occur readily to the writer's mind in brief:--

She is permitted no voice in the Cortes; the press is under the vilest

censorship; farmers are compelled to pay ten per cent. on all their

harvest except sugar, and on that article two and a half per cent.; the

island has been under martial law since 1825; over $23,000,000 of taxes

are levied upon the inhabitants, to be squandered by Spain; ice is

monopolized by the government; flour is so taxed as to be inadmissible;

a Creole must purchase a license before he can invite a few friends to

take a cup of tea at his board; there is a stamped paper, made legally

necessary for special purposes of contract, costing eight dollars per

sheet; no goods, either in or out of doors, can be sold without a

license; the natives of the island are excluded entirely from the army,

the judiciary, the treasury, and the customs; the military government

assumes the charge of the schools; the grazing of cattle is taxed

exorbitantly; newspapers from abroad, with few exceptions, are

contraband; letters passing through the post are opened and purged of

their contents before delivery; fishing on the coast is forbidden, being

a government monopoly; planters are forbidden to send their sons to the

United States for educational purposes; the slave-trade is secretly

encouraged by government; no person can remove from one house to another

without first paying for a government permit; all cattle (the same as

goods) that are sold must pay six per cent. of their value to

government; in short, every possible subterfuge is resorted to by the

government officials to swindle the people,[34] everything being taxed,

and there is no appeal from the decision of the captain-general!

[Illustration: A CUBAN VOLANTE IN THE PASEO.]

FOOTNOTES:

[28] The common salutation, on being introduced or meeting a lady, is,

"_A los pies de usted senora_" (at the feet of your grace, my lady).

[29] San Julian de los Guines contains from two to three thousand

inhabitants.

[30] The English game-cock is prized in Cuba only for crossing the

breed, for he cannot equal the Spanish bird in agility or endurance.

[31] Three years after the seed of the orange tree is deposited in the

soil, the tree is twelve or fifteen feet high, and the fourth year it

produces a hundred oranges. At ten years of age it bears from three to

four thousand, thus proving vastly profitable.

[32] "This favored land wants nothing but _men_ to turn its advantages

to account, and enjoy their results, to be acknowledged as the garden of

the world."--_Alexander H. Everett._

[33] Humboldt tells us that he has often heard the herdsmen in South

America say, "Midnight is past--the Southern Cross begins to bend."

[34] "No such extent of taxation, as is now enforced in Cuba, was ever

known or heard of before in any part of the world; and no community,

relying solely on the products of its own labor, could possibly exist

under it."--_Alexander H. Everett._

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