CHAPTER XIV

VISITS TO EUROPE

Washington was a great traveler. He was away from his home at least half

of each year and often more than that. He traveled principally in the

North, making speeches and interviewing people who might help Tuskegee.

While on these trips, he did most of his reading and writing. He was

very fond of newspapers and magazines. When he started on a long

journey, he surrounded himself with a large number of papers and

magazines and books, which he thoroughly enjoyed. History was his

favorite field of reading outside of newspapers and magazines. He was

especially fond of biography—of reading about real men, men of action

and thought and great talents. Much of his greatest inspiration as a boy

came from reading the lives of great men. Lincoln was his greatest hero.

He said that he had read practically every recorded word of Lincoln’s.

Washington also did much of his writing on these trips. He kept his

stenographer with him all the time, and, when he was not reading, he was

usually dictating a speech, or a letter, or an article for a magazine. A

large part of his greatest book, “Up from Slavery,” was written while he

was on the train or waiting at stations between trains. It is remarkable

that he should have been able to accomplish so much under such

circumstances, for traveling was hard work. He often had to get up in

the middle of the night to catch a train and then ride all day, often

without Pullman accommodations. He said that he had slept in three

different beds in one night, so broken was his rest and so often did he

have to change trains in order to keep engagements. Undoubtedly it was

this hard traveling that helped to break down his great strength and

wear him out.

[Illustration:

BOOKER T. WASHINGTON, FIRST PRINCIPAL OF TUSKEGEE INSTITUTE

]

In 1899 he made a speech in Boston, and some of his friends noticed that

he seemed extremely tired. He remained in Boston several days. One day

during his stay a friend asked him if he had ever been to Europe. He

replied that he had not. He was asked very casually whether he thought

that he would enjoy a trip to Europe. He said that he certainly would,

but he did not ever expect to have such a pleasure. A day or two later

some of his friends came to him and told him they had a little surprise

for him, that they had made arrangements for him and his wife to go to

Europe in the summer and spend several months on a vacation.

Washington was very greatly surprised. He thanked his friends very

cordially for their interest but told them that he could not afford to

take the trip. Whereupon they told him that all the money for the

expenses of the trip had already been raised, and that it would not cost

him a cent. He thanked them again very sincerely but told them he could

not think of leaving his work that long,—that money had to be raised for

Tuskegee, and that he had to stay right on the job to get it. Then they

told him that a group of his friends had already raised enough money to

keep Tuskegee going until he got back. He then gave another excuse. He

was afraid people would say that he was “stuck up”; that since he had

made some success in the world he was trying to show off and play the

big man. His friends told him that sensible people would not think such

a thing, and that he need not bother about the people who had no sense.

Washington thought, too, that he had no right to quit work so long. He

had worked all his life. There was a world of work yet he had to do. To

go off on a vacation of several months, when there was so much to be

done, and when other people were at work, seemed wrong to him. But he

realized finally that a reasonable amount of rest, when one is tired,

means more and better work in the long run.

So it came about that, on May 10, 1899, Washington and his wife went

aboard the ship _Friesland_ in New York harbor and sailed for Europe. It

was a wonderful experience for Washington. In the first place, as he

went aboard the ship, he received a message from two of his friends

telling him that they had decided to give him the money to build a

magnificent new building at Tuskegee. That was a good “send-off.”

Washington was a bit uneasy about how people would treat him aboard

ship. He knew what unfortunate experiences some members of his race had

had in times past. But the captain received him cordially, and everybody

on board was exceedingly courteous to him and to his wife in every way.

Washington on his way to Europe! It seemed to him like a dream. Again

and again he had thought of Europe,—much as he did of heaven,—a goodly

place, but far away. It had never even occurred to him that he would

ever go to Europe. And now he was on his way! He was like a schoolboy;

he was happy over the prospect of a wonderful trip.

He did not get seasick on the voyage, as most of the passengers did. The

weather was fine, and he had a glorious voyage. But he did not know how

tired and worn out he was until he relaxed. About the second day he

began to sleep, and he says that from then on until they landed he slept

at least fifteen hours every day. He continued the habit of long hours

devoted to sleep all the time he was gone, and it was one of the means

by which he restored his depleted strength.

After a fine voyage of ten days, they landed at Antwerp, a famous old

city of Belgium. Here they spent a few quiet days, finding it extremely

interesting to observe the people with their dress and manners and

customs, different from anything they had ever seen before.

Then they went on a delightful journey through the picturesque country

of Holland. Washington, always interested in farming and especially

dairy farming, was greatly delighted on this trip. On every hand were

the wonderful farms of the Dutch. He had never seen such intensive

cultivation of land. Every foot of ground was used. Vegetables were

grown in boxes, one row above another, on the back porches of the

houses, so precious was the scarce land. Ten or twelve acres was a good

big farm. Coming from a country where land is so abundant and cheap and

so extravagantly wasted and so carelessly cultivated, these beautiful

farms were a delight to him. And the herds of fine Holstein cattle

pleased him immensely. He loved cows; and these seemed to be the finest

herds he had ever seen in his life.

Out of Holland and back into the historic and now heroic Belgium, the

party went, going to Waterloo, the famous battlefield of Napoleon’s

defeat, and to other places of interest; and from here to Paris, the

gayest and brightest of all the cities of Europe, the capital of France.

While in Paris, Washington met a number of distinguished Americans. He

made two or three important speeches and was given a reception by the

American ambassador at Paris. He met ex-President Harrison, General

Horace Porter, our ambassador, Justices Fuller and Harlan, of the United

States Supreme Court, and other distinguished men, all of whom were most

cordial and friendly.

The American whom he found most interesting in Paris, however, was a

negro—Henry O. Tanner. Tanner is an artist, a painter. He is the son of

the beloved Bishop Tanner and was born in America. He showed marked

talent for painting in his youth. When he grew up, he determined to go

to the greatest city in the world for art. He went to Paris and became

so successful in his work that he has continued to live there. He has

several paintings in the Louvre, the greatest and most exclusive art

gallery in the world. A picture cannot be put in the Louvre unless it is

recognized and accepted as a great work of art. Washington spent much

time with Tanner and was greatly pleased to see what marked success had

been won by this American negro. He took it as proof of his contention

that, when a negro proves himself really worthy, he will be recognized

and honored, for Tanner enjoyed the esteem and regard of all his

associates, regardless of race. And they esteemed him because of his

worth, and not because of his color.

From Paris the Washingtons went to London. Here they visited many places

of historic interest,—the British Museum, Westminster Abbey, St. Paul’s,

and the House of Commons. They met many interesting people,—the Duke and

Duchess of Sutherland, Joseph H. Choate, American ambassador to England,

Henry M. Stanley, the great African explorer, with whom Washington

conversed at length. They were also received by Queen Victoria, at

Windsor Castle.

It had been a wonderful trip. Washington had learned many lessons from

the Old World. He had seen and talked with men who helped him in the

better understanding of his own great task. He had had a wonderfully

good time. He was thoroughly rested—a new man. He plunged into his work

again upon his return with great vigor and enthusiasm.

Washington made two other trips to Europe during his lifetime. The

second one was largely like the first—a trip for recreation and pleasure

and rest. But the third trip was undertaken with a serious purpose. He

wanted to see how the poor people of Europe lived, and how their living

conditions compared with those of the workingman in the United States.

He was particularly anxious to see how conditions there compared with

those affecting the negro population of the South. He also wanted to see

whether or not he could find anything in Europe that would justify the

system of education he had established at Tuskegee. So this time he left

the usual highways of travel and went far into the interior, visiting

the peasant in his hut, in the remotest regions of the country,—the

miner toiling underground, the laborer in the quarry, and the poor man

at his work whatever it was and wherever he could be found. He visited

the farms in the remote parts of Poland, Austria, and Italy. He went to

the sulphur mines in Campo Franco. At Catania he saw the grape harvest

and the men barelegged, treading the wine press as they did in Bible

times.

In a very remote part of Poland, away up in the mountains, he stopped at

a little thatched-roof cottage. Desiring to see how the place looked on

the inside, he knocked at the door. In response a man opened the door,

and Washington said something to him in English, thinking, of course,

that the man would not understand, but that he would be able to see

inside the hut. To his utter astonishment, the man answered him in

English. Upon further conversation, he found that this man had once

lived in Detroit, Michigan.

When he was in the mines at Campo Franco, Sicily, he by chance met a man

who had once worked in the mines near Malden, West Virginia, where

Washington himself had worked when a boy. The world is not such a big

place after all!

As a result of his observations of conditions in Europe, Washington came

to the conclusion that the negro in the South is, generally speaking, in

far better condition than the peasant of Europe. He also noted that,

wherever conditions were fairly good, where the natives owned the land

and had developed reasonably good farming conditions, there was no

emigration from that region to America. But where conditions were bad,

where farms were not well kept, where the people were not permitted or

encouraged to own their own homes, from such sections there was always

much emigration to America. In other words, good local conditions, land

ownership, good schools, and so on, tended to make the people happy,

contented, and desirous of remaining where they were. In this fact he

saw a great lesson for his own people. He believed that the South is the

home of the negro, that here it is possible for him to do his best. He

was, therefore, tremendously anxious for the negroes to learn how to

cultivate the soil to the best possible advantage, to buy land, to build

schools, to establish churches, and in every way to become real citizens

of the country where they were.

Washington wrote an interesting book describing all that he saw and

learned on this trip. It is called, “The Man Farthest Down.” As stated

before, he pointed out that there were many, many people “farther down”

than the American negro; that compared to most of the people of Europe,

he ought to be exceedingly thankful that his condition is as good as it

is. Of course he did not mean by this that conditions with the negro

were what they ought to be; but that the negro should be thankful for

the progress that he has made; that he should take courage, and go

forward to better things.

The most interesting experience of this trip to Europe was his visit to

the King and Queen of Denmark, at Copenhagen. On his first visit to the

palace he was received by the King. Washington was much impressed by the

King’s cordiality and simplicity, by his knowledge of America, and by

his acquaintance even with the work Washington was doing at Tuskegee. At

the close of the interview, the King invited him to dine at the palace

that night.

Now the invitation of a king is the same as a command, and one is always

expected to accept. Of course Washington was delighted to accept this

invitation.

Washington spent the rest of the day preceding the dinner hour visiting

the country people near Copenhagen. He was late getting home, and he was

terrified when he realized that he might be late for dinner. To keep the

King and Queen waiting would be a terrible offense. He dressed as

rapidly as he could. But in his haste, he pulled his necktie to

pieces,—the only one he had fit for the occasion! He pinned it together

the best he could and put it on; but he says that he was in great

distress throughout the dinner lest the tie come to pieces again.

He reached the palace just in time for the dinner. He was taken directly

to the King, who led him to where the Queen was standing, and presented

him to her. She was very cordial and gracious. She spoke English

perfectly; and Washington was again surprised to find that she, too, was

thoroughly familiar with affairs in the United States, and that she also

knew about Tuskegee.

There was a very distinguished group of people present. The dinner was

given in the magnificent Summer Palace, and everything was truly royal

in its elegance and splendor. Washington says, “As I ate food for the

first time in my life out of gold dishes, I could not but recall the

time when as a slave boy I ate my syrup from a tin plate.”[36]

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