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JOURNAL

OF

A RESIDENCE ON A

GEORGIAN PLANTATION

1838-1839.

By FRANCES ANNE KEMBLE.

* * * * *

SLAVERY THE CHIEF CORNER STONE.

'This stone (Slavery), which was rejected by the first builders, is become

the chief stone of the corner in our new edifice.'--_Speech of_ ALEXANDER

H. STEPHENS _Vice-president of the Confederate States; delivered

March 21, 1861._

* * * * *

1863

TO

ELIZABETH DWIGHT SEDGWICK

THIS JOURNAL,

ORIGINALLY KEPT FOR HER,

IS

MOST AFFECTIONATELY

DEDICATED.

PREFACE.

The following diary was kept in the winter and spring of 1838-9, on an

estate consisting of rice and cotton plantations, in the islands at the

entrance of the Altamaha, on the coast of Georgia.

The slaves in whom I then had an unfortunate interest were sold some years

ago. The islands themselves are at present in the power of the Northern

troops. The record contained in the following pages is a picture of

conditions of human existence which I hope and believe have passed away.

LONDON:

_January 16, 1863._

JOURNAL.

Philadelphia: December 1838.

My Dear E----. I return you Mr. ----'s letter. I do not think it answers

any of the questions debated in our last conversation at all

satisfactorily: the _right_ one man has to enslave another, he has not the

hardihood to assert; but in the reasons he adduces to defend that act of

injustice, the contradictory statements he makes appear to me to refute

each other. He says, that to the continental European protesting against

the abstract iniquity of slavery, his answer would be, 'the slaves are

infinitely better off than half the continental peasantry.' To the

Englishman, 'they are happy compared with the miserable Irish.' But

supposing that this answered the question of original injustice, which it

does not, it is not a true reply. Though the negroes are fed, clothed, and

housed, and though the Irish peasant is starved, naked, and roofless, the

bare name of freeman--the lordship over his own person, the power to

choose and will--are blessings beyond food, raiment, or shelter;

possessing which, the want of every comfort of life is yet more tolerable

than their fullest enjoyment without them. Ask the thousands of ragged

destitutes who yearly land upon these shores to seek the means of

existence--ask the friendless, penniless foreign emigrant, if he will give

up his present misery, his future uncertainty, his doubtful and difficult

struggle for life, at once, for the secure, and as it is called, fortunate

dependance of the slave: the indignation with which he would spurn the

offer will prove that he possesses one good beyond all others, and that

his birthright as a man is more precious to him yet than the mess of

pottage for which he is told to exchange it because he is starving.

Of course the reverse alternative cannot be offered to the slaves, for

at the very word the riches of those who own them would make themselves

wings and flee away. But I do not admit the comparison between your

slaves and even the lowest class of European free labourers, for the

former are _allowed_ the exercise of no faculties but those which they

enjoy in common with the brutes that perish. The just comparison is

between the slaves and the useful animals to whose level your laws

reduce them; and I will acknowledge that the slaves of a kind owner may

be as well cared for, and as happy, as the dogs and horses of a merciful

master; but the latter condition--i.e. that of happiness--must again

depend upon the complete perfection of their moral and mental

degradation. Mr. ----, in his letter, maintains that they _are_ an

inferior race, and, compared with the whites, '_animals_, incapable of

mental culture and moral improvement:' to this I can only reply, that if

they are incapable of profiting by instruction, I do not see the

necessity for laws inflicting heavy penalties on those who offer it to

them. If they really are brutish, witless, dull, and devoid of capacity

for progress, where lies the _danger_ which is constantly insisted upon

of offering them that of which they are incapable. We have no laws

forbidding us to teach our dogs and horses as much as they can

comprehend; nobody is fined or imprisoned for reasoning upon knowledge,

and liberty, to the beasts of the field, for they are incapable of such

truths. But these themes are forbidden to slaves, not because they

cannot, but because they can and would seize on them with

avidity--receive them gladly, comprehend them quickly; and the masters'

power over them would be annihilated at once and for ever. But I have

more frequently heard, not that they were incapable of receiving

instruction, but something much nearer the truth--that knowledge only

makes them miserable: the moment they are in any degree enlightened,

they become unhappy. In the letter I return to you Mr. ---- says that

the very slightest amount of education, merely teaching them to read,

'impairs their value as slaves, for it instantly destroys their

contentedness, and since you do not contemplate changing their

condition, it is surely doing them an ill service to destroy their

acquiescence in it;' but this is a very different ground of argument

from the other. The discontent they evince upon the mere dawn of an

advance in intelligence proves not only that they can acquire but

combine ideas, a process to which it is very difficult to assign a

limit; and there indeed the whole question lies, and there and nowhere

else the shoe really pinches. A slave is ignorant; he eats, drinks,

sleeps, labours, and is happy. He learns to read; he feels, thinks,

reflects, and becomes miserable. He discovers himself to be one of a

debased and degraded race, deprived of the elementary rights which God

has granted to all men alike; every action is controlled, every word

noted; he may not stir beyond his appointed bounds, to the right hand or

to the left, at his own will, but at the will of another he may be sent

miles and miles of weary journeying--tethered, yoked, collared, and

fettered--away from whatever he may know as home, severed from all those

ties of blood and affection which he alone of all human, of all living

creatures on the face of the earth may neither enjoy in peace nor defend

when they are outraged. If he is well treated, if his master be

tolerably humane or even understand his own interest tolerably, this is

probably _all_ he may have to endure: it is only to the consciousness of

these evils that knowledge and reflection awaken him. But how is it if

his master be severe, harsh, cruel--or even only careless--leaving his

creatures to the delegated dominion of some overseer, or agent, whose

love of power, or other evil dispositions, are checked by no

considerations of personal interest? Imagination shrinks from the

possible result of such a state of things; nor must you, or Mr. ----,

tell me that the horrors thus suggested exist only in imagination. The

Southern newspapers, with their advertisements of negro sales and

personal descriptions of fugitive slaves, supply details of misery that

it would be difficult for imagination to exceed. Scorn, derision,

insult, menace--the handcuff, the lash--the tearing away of children

from parents, of husbands from wives--the weary trudging in droves along

the common highways, the labour of body, the despair of mind, the

sickness of heart--these are the realities which belong to the system,

and form the rule, rather than the exception, in the slave's experience.

And this system exists here in this country of your's, which boasts

itself the asylum of the oppressed, the home of freedom, the one place

in all the world where all men may find enfranchisement from all

thraldoms of mind, soul, or body--the land elect of liberty.

Mr. ---- lays great stress, as a proof of the natural inferiority of the

blacks, on the little comparative progress they have made in those States

where they enjoy their freedom, and the fact that, whatever quickness of

parts they may exhibit while very young, on attaining maturity they

invariably sink again into inferiority, or at least mediocrity, and

indolence. But surely there are other causes to account for this besides

natural deficiency, which must, I think, be obvious to any unprejudiced

person observing the condition of the free blacks in your Northern

communities. If, in the early portion of their life, they escape the

contempt and derision of their white associates--if the blessed

unconsciousness and ignorance of childhood keeps them for a few years

unaware of the conventional proscription under which their whole race is

placed (and it is difficult to walk your streets, and mark the tone of

insolent superiority assumed by even the gutter-urchins over their dusky

cotemporaries, and imagine this possible)--as soon as they acquire the

first rudiments of knowledge, as soon as they begin to grow up and pass

from infancy to youth, as soon as they cast the first observing glance

upon the world by which they are surrounded, and the society of which,

they are members, they must become conscious that they are marked as the

Hebrew lepers of old, and are condemned to sit, like those unfortunates,

without the gates of every human and social sympathy. From their own sable

colour, a pall falls over the whole of God's universe to them, and they

find themselves stamped with a badge of infamy of Nature's own devising,

at sight of which all natural kindliness of man to man seems to recoil

from them. They are not slaves indeed, but they are pariahs; debarred from

all fellowship save with their own despised race--scorned by the lowest

white ruffian in your streets, not tolerated as companions even by the

foreign menials in your kitchen. They are free certainly, but they are

also degraded, rejected, the offscum and the offscouring of the very dregs

of your society; they are free from the chain, the whip, the enforced task

and unpaid toil of slavery; but they are not the less under a ban. Their

kinship with slaves for ever bars them from a full share of the freeman's

inheritance of equal rights, and equal consideration and respect. All

hands are extended to thrust them out, all fingers point at their dusky

skin, all tongues--the most vulgar, as well as the self-styled most

refined--have learnt to turn the very name of their race into an insult

and a reproach. How, in the name of all that is natural, probable,

possible, should the spirit and energy of any human creature support

itself under such an accumulation of injustice and obloquy? Where shall

any mass of men be found with power of character and mind sufficient to

bear up against such a weight of prejudice? Why, if one individual rarely

gifted by heaven were to raise himself out of such a slough of despond, he

would be a miracle; and what would be his reward? Would he be admitted to

an equal share in your political rights?--would he ever be allowed to

cross the threshold of your doors?--would any of you give your daughter to

his son, or your son to his daughter?--would you, in any one particular,

admit him to the footing of equality which any man with a white skin would

claim, whose ability and worth had so raised him from the lower degrees of

the social scale. You would turn from such propositions with abhorrence,

and the servants in your kitchen and stable--the ignorant and boorish

refuse of foreign populations, in whose countries no such prejudice

exists, imbibing it with the very air they breathe here--would shrink from

eating at the same table with such a man, or holding out the hand of

common fellowship to him. Under the species of social proscription in

which the blacks in your Northern cities exist, if they preserved energy

of mind, enterprise of spirit, or any of the best attributes and powers of

free men, they would prove themselves, instead of the lowest and least of

human races, the highest and first, not only of all that do exist, but of

all that ever have existed; for they alone would seek and cultivate

knowledge, goodness, truth, science, art, refinement, and all improvement,

purely for the sake of their own excellence, and without one of those

incentives of honour, power, and fortune, which are found to be the chief,

too often the only, inducements which lead white men to the pursuit of the

same objects.

You know very well dear E----, that in speaking of the free blacks of the

North I here state nothing but what is true and of daily experience. Only

last week I heard, in this very town of Philadelphia, of a family of

strict probity and honour, highly principled, intelligent, well-educated,

and accomplished, and (to speak the world's language) respectable in every

way--i.e. _rich_. Upon an English lady's stating it to be her intention to

visit these persons when she came to Philadelphia, she was told that if

she did nobody else would visit _her_; and she probably would excite a

malevolent feeling, which might find vent in some violent demonstration

against this family. All that I have now said of course bears only upon

the condition of the free coloured population of the North, with which I

am familiar enough to speak confidently of it. As for the slaves, and

their capacity for progress, I can say nothing, for I have never been

among them to judge what faculties their unhappy social position leaves to

them unimpaired. But it seems to me, that no experiment on a sufficiently

large scale can have been tried for a sufficient length of time to

determine the question of their incurable inferiority. Physiologists say

that three successive generations appear to be necessary to produce an

effectual change of constitution (bodily and mental), be it for health or

disease. There are positive physical defects which produce positive mental

ones; the diseases of the muscular and nervous systems descend from father

to son. Upon the agency of one corporal power how much that is not

corporal depends; from generation to generation internal disease and

external deformity, vices, virtues, talents, and deficiencies are

transmitted, and by the action of the same law it must be long indeed

before the offspring of slaves--creatures begotten of a race debased and

degraded to the lowest degree, themselves born in slavery, and whose

progenitors have eaten the bread and drawn the breath of slavery for

years--can be measured, with any show of justice, by even the least

favoured descendants of European nations, whose qualities have been for

centuries developing themselves under the beneficent influence of freedom,

and the progress it inspires.

I am rather surprised at the outbreak of violent disgust which Mr. ----

indulges in on the subject of amalgamation; as that formed no part of

our discussion, and seems to me a curious subject for abstract argument. I

should think the intermarrying between blacks and whites a matter to be as

little insisted upon if repugnant, as prevented if agreeable to the

majority of the two races. At the same time, I cannot help being

astonished at the furious and ungoverned execration which all reference to

the possibility of a fusion of the races draws down upon those who suggest

it; because nobody pretends to deny that, throughout the South, a large

proportion of the population is the offspring of white men and coloured

women. In New Orleans, a class of unhappy females exists whose mingled

blood does not prevent their being remarkable for their beauty, and with

whom no man, no _gentleman_, in that city shrinks from associating; and

while the slaveowners of the Southern States insist vehemently upon the

mental and physical inferiority of the blacks, they are benevolently doing

their best, in one way at least, to raise and improve the degraded race,

and the bastard population which forms so ominous an element in the social

safety of their cities certainly exhibit in their forms and features the

benefit they derive from their white progenitors. It is hard to conceive

that some mental improvement does not accompany this physical change.

Already the finer forms of the European races are cast in these dusky

moulds: the outward configuration can hardly thus improve without

corresponding progress in the inward capacities. The white man's blood and

bones have begotten this bronze race, and bequeathed to it in some degree

qualities, tendencies, capabilities, such as are the inheritance of the

highest order of human animals. Mr. ---- (and many others) speaks as if

there were a natural repugnance in all whites to any alliance with the

black race; and yet it is notorious, that almost every Southern planter

has a family more or less numerous of illegitimate coloured children. Most

certainly, few people would like to assert that such connections are

formed because it is the _interest_ of these planters to increase the

number of their human property, and that they add to their revenue by the

closest intimacy with creatures that they loathe, in order to reckon

among their wealth the children of their body. Surely that is a monstrous

and unnatural supposition, and utterly unworthy of belief. That such

connections exist commonly, is a sufficient proof that they are not

abhorrent to nature; but it seems, indeed, as if marriage (and not

concubinage) was the horrible enormity which cannot be tolerated, and

against which, moreover, it has been deemed expedient to enact laws. Now

it appears very evident that there is no law in the white man's nature

which prevents him from making a coloured woman the mother of his

children, but there _is_ a law on his statute books forbidding him to make

her his wife; and if we are to admit the theory that the mixing of the

races is a monstrosity, it seems almost as curious that laws should be

enacted to prevent men marrying women towards whom they have an invincible

natural repugnance, as that education should by law be prohibited to

creatures incapable of receiving it. As for the exhortation with which

Mr. ---- closes his letter, that I will not 'go down to my husband's

plantation prejudiced against what I am to find there,' I know not well

how to answer it. Assuredly I _am_ going prejudiced against slavery, for I

am an Englishwoman, in whom the absence of such a prejudice would be

disgraceful. Nevertheless, I go prepared to find many mitigations in the

practice to the general injustice and cruelty of the system--much kindness

on the part of the masters, much content on that of the slaves; and I feel

very sure that you may rely upon the carefulness of my observation, and

the accuracy of my report, of every detail of the working of the thing

that comes under my notice; and certainly, on the plantation to which I am

going, it will be more likely that I should some things extenuate, than

set down aught in malice.

Yours ever faithfully.

* * * * *

Darien, Georgia.

Dear E----. Minuteness of detail, and fidelity in the account of my daily

doings, will hardly, I fear, render my letters very interesting to you

now; but cut off as I am here from all the usual resources and amusements

of civilised existence, I shall find but little to communicate to you that

is not furnished by my observations on the novel appearance of external

nature, and the moral and physical condition of Mr. ----'s people. The

latter subject is, I know, one sufficiently interesting in itself to you,

and I shall not scruple to impart all the reflections which may occur to

me relative to their state during my stay here, where enquiry into their

mode of existence will form my chief occupation, and, necessarily also,

the staple commodity of my letters. I purpose, while I reside here,

keeping a sort of journal, such as Monk Lewis wrote during his visit to

his West India plantations. I wish I had any prospect of rendering my

diary as interesting and amusing to you as his was to me.

In taking my first walk on the island, I directed my steps towards the

rice mill, a large building on the banks of the river, within a few yards

of the house we occupy. Is it not rather curious that Miss Martineau

should have mentioned the erection of a steam mill for threshing rice

somewhere in the vicinity of Charleston as a singular novelty, likely to

form an era in Southern agriculture, and to produce the most desirable

changes in the system of labour by which it is carried on? Now, on this

estate alone, there are three threshing mills--one worked by steam, one by

the tide, and one by horses; there are two private steam mills on

plantations adjacent to ours, and a public one at Savannah, where the

planters who have none on their own estates are in the habit of sending

their rice to be threshed at a certain percentage; these have all been in

operation for some years, and I therefore am at a loss to understand what

made her hail the erection of the one at Charleston as likely to produce

such immediate and happy results. By the bye--of the misstatements, or

rather mistakes, for they are such, in her books, with regard to certain

facts--her only disadvantage in acquiring information was not by any means

that natural infirmity on which the periodical press, both here and in

England, has commented with so much brutality. She had the misfortune to

possess, too, that unsuspecting reliance upon the truth of others which

they are apt to feel who themselves hold truth most sacred: and this was

a sore disadvantage to her in a country where I have heard it myself

repeatedly asserted--and, what is more, much gloried in--that she was

purposely misled by the persons to whom she addressed her enquiries, who

did not scruple to disgrace themselves by imposing in the grossest manner

upon her credulity and anxiety to obtain information. It is a knowledge of

this very shameful proceeding, which has made me most especially anxious

to avoid _fact hunting_. I might fill my letters to you with accounts

received from others, but as I am aware of the risk which I run in so

doing, I shall furnish you with no details but those which come under my

own immediate observation. To return to the rice mill: it is worked by a

steam-engine of thirty horse power, and besides threshing great part of

our own rice, is kept constantly employed by the neighbouring planters,

who send their grain to it in preference to the more distant mill at

Savannah, paying, of course, the same percentage, which makes it a very

profitable addition to the estate. Immediately opposite to this building

is a small shed, which they call the cook's shop, and where the daily

allowance of rice and corn grits of the people is boiled and distributed

to them by an old woman, whose special business this is. There are four

settlements or villages (or, as the negroes call them, camps) on the

island, consisting of from ten to twenty houses, and to each settlement is

annexed a cook's shop with capacious cauldrons, and the oldest wife of

the settlement for officiating priestess. Pursuing my walk along the

river's bank, upon an artificial dyke, sufficiently high and broad to

protect the fields from inundation by the ordinary rising of the tide--for

the whole island is below high water mark--I passed the blacksmith's and

cooper's shops. At the first all the common iron implements of husbandry

or household use for the estate are made, and at the latter all the rice

barrels necessary for the crop, besides tubs and buckets large and small

for the use of the people, and cedar tubs of noble dimensions and

exceedingly neat workmanship, for our own household purposes. The

fragrance of these when they are first made, as well as their ample size,

renders them preferable as dressing-room furniture, in my opinion, to all

the china foot-tubs that ever came out of Staffordshire. After this I got

out of the vicinity of the settlement, and pursued my way along a narrow

dyke--the river on one hand, and on the other a slimy, poisonous-looking

swamp, all rattling with sedges of enormous height, in which one might

lose one's way as effectually as in a forest of oaks. Beyond this, the low

rice-fields, all clothed in their rugged stubble, divided by dykes into

monotonous squares, a species of prospect by no means beautiful to the

mere lover of the picturesque. The only thing that I met with to attract

my attention was a most beautiful species of ivy, the leaf longer and more

graceful than that of the common English creeper, glittering with the

highest varnish, delicately veined, and of a rich brown green, growing in

profuse garlands from branch to branch of some stunted evergreen bushes

which border the dyke, and which the people call salt-water bush. My walks

are rather circumscribed, inasmuch as the dykes are the only promenades.

On all sides of these lie either the marshy rice-fields, the brimming

river, or the swampy patches of yet unreclaimed forest, where the huge

cypress trees and exquisite evergreen undergrowth spring up from a

stagnant sweltering pool, that effectually forbids the foot of the

explorer.

As I skirted one of these thickets to-day, I stood still to admire the

beauty of the shrubbery. Every shade of green, every variety of form,

every degree of varnish, and all in full leaf and beauty in the very depth

of winter. The stunted dark-coloured oak; the magnolia bay (like our own

culinary and fragrant bay), which grows to a very great size; the wild

myrtle, a beautiful and profuse shrub, rising to a height of six, eight,

and ten feet, and branching on all sides in luxuriant tufted fullness;

most beautiful of all, that pride of the South, the magnolia grandiflora,

whose lustrous dark green perfect foliage would alone render it an object

of admiration, without the queenly blossom whose colour, size, and perfume

are unrivalled in the whole vegetable kingdom. This last magnificent

creature grows to the size of a forest tree in these swamps, but seldom

adorns a high or dry soil, or suffers itself to be successfully

transplanted. Under all these the spiked palmetto forms an impenetrable

covert, and from glittering graceful branch to branch hang garlands of

evergreen creepers, on which the mocking-birds are swinging and singing

even now; while I, bethinking me of the pinching cold that is at this hour

tyrannising over your region, look round on this strange scene--on these

green woods, this unfettered river, and sunny sky--and feel very much like

one in another planet from yourself.

The profusion of birds here is one thing that strikes me as curious,

coming from the vicinity of Philadelphia, where even the robin redbreast,

held sacred by the humanity of all other Christian people, is not safe

from the _gunning_ prowess of the unlicensed sportsmen of your free

country. The negroes (of course) are not allowed the use of firearms, and

their very simply constructed traps do not do much havoc among the

feathered hordes that haunt their rice-fields. Their case is rather a hard

one, as partridges, snipes, and the most delicious wild ducks abound here,

and their allowance of rice and Indian meal would not be the worse for

such additions. No day passes that I do not, in the course of my walk, put

up a number of the land birds, and startle from among the gigantic sedges

the long-necked water-fowl by dozens. It arouses the killing propensity in

me most dreadfully, and I really entertain serious thoughts of learning to

use a gun, for the mere pleasure of destroying these pretty birds as they

whirr from their secret coverts close beside my path. How strong an

instinct of animal _humanity_ this is, and how strange if one be more

strange than another. Reflection rebukes it almost instantaneously, and

yet for the life of me I cannot help wishing I had a fowling-piece

whenever I put up a covey of these creatures; though I suppose, if one

were brought bleeding and maimed to me, I should begin to cry, and be very

pathetic, after the fashion of Jacques. However, one must live, you know;

and here our living consists very mainly of wild ducks, wild geese, wild

turkeys, and venison. Nor, perhaps, can one imagine the universal doom

overtaking a creature with less misery than in the case of the bird who,

in the very moment of his triumphant soaring, is brought dead to the

ground. I should like to bargain for such a finis myself, amazingly, I

know; and have always thought that the death I should prefer would be to

break my neck off the back of my horse at a full gallop on a fine day. Of

course a bad shot should be hung--a man who shatters his birds' wings and

legs; if I undertook the trade, I would learn of some Southern duellist,

and always shoot my bird through the head or heart--as an expert murderer

knows how. Besides these birds of which we make our prey, there are others

that prey upon their own fraternity. Hawks of every sort and size wheel

their steady rounds above the rice-fields; and the great turkey

buzzards--those most unsightly carrion birds--spread their broad black

wings, and soar over the river like so many mock eagles. I do not know

that I ever saw any winged creature of so forbidding an aspect as these

same turkey buzzards; their heavy flight, their awkward gait, their

bald-looking head and neck, and their devotion to every species of foul

and detestable food, render them almost abhorrent to me. They abound in

the South, and in Charleston are held in especial veneration for their

scavenger-like propensities, killing one of them being, I believe, a

fineable offence by the city police regulations. Among the Brobdignagian

sedges that in some parts of the island fringe the Altamaha, the

nightshade (apparently the same as the European creeper) weaves a perfect

matting of its poisonous garlands, and my remembrance of its prevalence in

the woods and hedges of England did not reconcile me to its appearance

here. How much of this is mere association I cannot tell; but whether the

wild duck makes its nest under its green arches, or the alligators and

snakes of the Altamaha have their secret bowers there, it is an

evil-looking weed, and I shall have every leaf of it cleared away.

I must inform you of a curious conversation which took place between my

little girl and the woman who performs for us the offices of chambermaid

here--of course one of Mr. ----'s slaves. What suggested it to the child,

or whence indeed she gathered her information, I know not; but children

are made of eyes and ears, and nothing, however minute, escapes their

microscopic observation. She suddenly began addressing this woman. 'Mary,

some persons are free and some are not (the woman made no reply). I am a

free person (of a little more than three years old). I say, I am a free

person, Mary--do you know that?' 'Yes, missis.' 'Some persons are free and

some are not--do you know that, Mary?' 'Yes, missis, _here_,' was the

reply; 'I know it is so here, in this world.' Here my child's white nurse,

my dear Margery, who had hitherto been silent, interfered, saying, 'Oh,

then you think it will not always be so?' 'Me hope not, missis.' I am

afraid, E----, this woman actually imagines that there will be no slaves

in Heaven; isn't that preposterous now? when by the account of most of the

Southerners slavery itself must be Heaven, or something uncommonly like

it. Oh, if you could imagine how this title 'Missis,' addressed to me and

to my children, shocks all my feelings! Several times I have exclaimed,

'For God's sake do not call me that!' and only been awakened, by the

stupid amazement of the poor creatures I was addressing, to the perfect

uselessness of my thus expostulating with them; once or twice indeed I

have done more--I have explained to them, and they appeared to comprehend

me well, that I had no ownership over them, for that I held such ownership

sinful, and that, though I was the wife of the man who pretends to own

them, I was in truth no more their mistress than they were mine. Some of

them I know understood me, more of them did not.

Our servants--those who have been selected to wait upon us in the

house--consist of a man, who is quite a tolerable cook (I believe this is

a natural gift with them, as with Frenchmen); a dairywoman, who churns for

us; a laundrywoman; her daughter, our housemaid, the aforesaid Mary; and

two young lads of from fifteen to twenty, who wait upon us in the capacity

of footmen. As, however, the latter are perfectly filthy in their persons

and clothes--their faces, hands, and naked feet being literally encrusted

with dirt--their attendance at our meals is not, as you may suppose,

particularly agreeable to me, and I dispense with it as often as possible.

Mary, too, is so intolerably offensive in her person that it is impossible

to endure her proximity, and the consequence is that, amongst Mr. ----'s

slaves, I wait upon myself more than I have ever done in my life before.

About this same personal offensiveness, the Southerners you know insist

that it is inherent with the race, and it is one of their most cogent

reasons for keeping them as slaves. But as this very disagreeable

peculiarity does not prevent Southern women from hanging their infants at

the breasts of negresses, nor almost every planter's wife and daughter

from having one or more little pet blacks sleeping like puppy dogs in

their very bedchamber, nor almost every planter from admitting one or

several of his female slaves to the still closer intimacy of his bed--it

seems to me that this objection to doing them right is not very valid. I

cannot imagine that they would smell much worse if they were free, or come

in much closer contact with the delicate organs of their white, fellow

countrymen; indeed, inasmuch as good deeds are spoken of as having a sweet

savour before God, it might be supposed that the freeing of the blacks

might prove rather an odoriferous process than the contrary. However this

may be, I must tell you that this potent reason for enslaving a whole race

of people is no more potent with me than most of the others adduced to

support the system, inasmuch as, from observation and some experience, I

am strongly inclined to believe that peculiar ignorance of the laws of

health and the habits of decent cleanliness are the real and only causes

of this disagreeable characteristic of the race--thorough ablutions and

change of linen, when tried, having been perfectly successful in removing

all such objections; and if ever you have come into anything like

neighbourly proximity with a low Irishman or woman, I think you will allow

that the same causes produce very nearly the same effects. The stench in

an Irish, Scotch, Italian, or French hovel are quite as intolerable as any

I ever found in our negro houses, and the filth and vermin which abound

about the clothes and persons of the lower peasantry of any of those

countries as abominable as the same conditions in the black population of

the United States. A total absence of self-respect begets these hateful

physical results, and in proportion as moral influences are remote,

physical evils will abound. Well-being, freedom, and industry induce

self-respect, self-respect induces cleanliness and personal attention, so

that slavery is answerable for all the evils that exhibit themselves where

it exists--from lying, thieving, and adultery, to dirty houses, ragged

clothes, and foul smells.

But to return to our Ganymedes. One of them--the eldest son of our

laundrywoman, and Mary's brother, a boy of the name of Aleck

(Alexander)--is uncommonly bright and intelligent; he performs all the

offices of a well-instructed waiter with great efficiency, and anywhere

out of slave land would be able to earn fourteen or fifteen dollars a

month for himself; he is remarkably good tempered and well disposed. The

other poor boy is so stupid that he appears sullen from absolute darkness

of intellect; instead of being a little lower than the angels, he is

scarcely a little higher than the brutes, and to this condition are

reduced the majority of his kind by the institutions under which they

live. I should tell you that Aleck's parents and kindred have always been

about the house of the overseer, and in daily habits of intercourse with

him and his wife; and wherever this is the case the effect of involuntary

education is evident in the improved intelligence of the degraded race.

In a conversation which Mr. ---- had this evening with Mr. O----, the

overseer, the latter mentioned that two of our carpenters had in their

leisure time made a boat, which they had disposed of to some neighbouring

planter for sixty dollars.

Now, E----, I have no intention of telling you a one-sided story, or

concealing from you what are cited as the advantages which these poor

people possess; you, who know that no indulgence is worth simple justice,

either to him who gives or him who receives, will not thence conclude that

their situation thus mitigated is, therefore, what it should be. On this

matter of the sixty dollars earned by Mr. ----'s two men much stress was

laid by him and his overseer. I look at it thus: if these men were

industrious enough out of their scanty leisure to earn sixty dollars, how

much more of remuneration, of comfort, of improvement might they not have

achieved were the price of their daily labour duly paid them, instead of

being unjustly withheld to support an idle young man and his idle

family--i.e. myself and my children.

And here it may be well to inform you that the slaves on this plantation

are divided into field hands and mechanics or artisans. The former, the

great majority, are the more stupid and brutish of the tribe; the others,

who are regularly taught their trades, are not only exceedingly expert at

them, but exhibit a greater general activity of intellect, which must

necessarily result from even a partial degree of cultivation. There are

here a gang (for that is the honourable term) of coopers, of blacksmiths,

of bricklayers, of carpenters--all well acquainted with their peculiar

trades. The latter constructed the wash-hand stands, clothes presses,

sofas, tables, &c, with which our house is furnished, and they are very

neat pieces of workmanship--neither veneered or polished indeed, nor of

very costly materials, but of the white pine wood planed as smooth as

marble--a species of furniture not very luxurious perhaps, but all the

better adapted therefore to the house itself, which is certainly rather

more devoid of the conveniences and adornments of modern existence than

anything I ever took up my abode in before. It consists of three small

rooms, and three still smaller, which would be more appropriately

designated as closets, a wooden recess by way of pantry, and a kitchen

detached from the dwelling--a mere wooden outhouse, with no floor but the

bare earth, and for furniture a congregation of filthy negroes, who lounge

in and out of it like hungry hounds at all hours of the day and night,

picking up such scraps of food as they can find about, which they discuss

squatting down upon their hams, in which interesting position and

occupation I generally find a number of them whenever I have sufficient

hardihood to venture within those precincts, the sight of which and its

tenants is enough to slacken the appetite of the hungriest hunter that

ever lost all nice regards in the mere animal desire for food. Of our

three apartments, one is our sitting, eating, and _living_ room, and is

sixteen feet by fifteen. The walls are plastered indeed, but neither

painted nor papered; it is divided from our bed-room (a similarly elegant

and comfortable chamber) by a dingy wooden partition covered all over with

hooks, pegs, and nails, to which hats, caps, keys, &c. &c., are suspended

in graceful irregularity. The doors open by wooden latches, raised by

means of small bits of packthread--I imagine, the same primitive order of

fastening celebrated in the touching chronicle of Red Riding Hood; how

they shut I will not pretend to describe, as the shutting of a door is a

process of extremely rare occurrence throughout the whole Southern

country. The third room, a chamber with sloping ceiling, immediately over

our sitting-room and under the roof, is appropriated to the nurse and my

two babies. Of the closets, one is Mr. ---- the overseer's bed-room, the

other his office or place of business; and the third, adjoining our

bed-room, and opening immediately out of doors, is Mr. ----'s dressing

room and cabinet d'affaires, where he gives audiences to the negroes,

redresses grievances, distributes red woollen caps (a singular

gratification to a slave), shaves himself, and performs the other offices

of his toilet. Such being our abode, I think you will allow there is

little danger of my being dazzled by the luxurious splendours of a

Southern slave residence. Our sole mode of summoning our attendants is by

a packthread bell-rope suspended in the sitting-room. From the bed-rooms

we have to raise the windows and our voices, and bring them by power of

lungs, or help ourselves--which, I thank God, was never yet a hardship to

me.

I mentioned to you just now that two of the carpenters had made a boat in

their leisure time. I must explain this to you, and this will involve the

mention of another of Miss Martineau's mistakes with regard to slave

labour, at least in many parts of the Southern States. She mentions that

on one estate of which she knew, the proprietor had made the experiment,

and very successfully, of appointing to each of his slaves a certain task

to be performed in the day, which once accomplished, no matter how early,

the rest of the four and twenty hours were allowed to the labourer to

employ as he pleased. She mentions this as a single experiment, and

rejoices over it as a decided amelioration in the condition of the slave,

and one deserving of general adoption. But in the part of Georgia where

this estate is situated, the custom of task labour is universal, and it

prevails, I believe, throughout Georgia, South Carolina, and parts of

North Carolina; in other parts of the latter State, however--as I was

informed by our overseer, who is a native of that State--the estates are

small, rather deserving the name of farms, and the labourers are much

upon the same footing as the labouring men at the North, working from

sunrise to sunset in the fields with the farmer and his sons, and coming

in with them to their meals, which they take immediately after the rest of

the family. In Louisiana and the new South-western Slave States, I

believe, task labour does not prevail; but it is in those that the

condition of the poor human cattle is most deplorable, as you know it was

there that the humane calculation was not only made, but openly and

unhesitatingly avowed, that the planters found it upon the whole their

most profitable plan to work off (kill with labour) their whole number of

slaves about once in seven years, and renew the whole stock. By the bye,

the Jewish institution of slavery is much insisted upon by the Southern

upholders of the system; perhaps this is their notion of the Jewish

jubilee, when the slaves were by Moses' strict enactment to be all set

free. Well, this task system is pursued on this estate; and thus it is

that the two carpenters were enabled to make the boat they sold for sixty

dollars. These tasks, of course, profess to be graduated according to the

sex, age, and strength of the labourer; but in many instances this is not

the case, as I think you will agree when I tell you that on Mr. ----'s

first visit to his estates he found that the men and the women who

laboured in the fields had the same task to perform. This was a noble

admission of female equality, was it not?--and thus it had been on the

estate for many years past. Mr. ----, of course, altered the distribution

of the work, diminishing the quantity done by the women.

I had a most ludicrous visit this morning from the midwife of the

estate--rather an important personage both to master and slave, as to her

unassisted skill and science the ushering of all the young negroes into

their existence of bondage is entrusted. I heard a great deal of

conversation in the dressing-room adjoining mine, while performing my own

toilet, and presently Mr. ---- opened my room-door, ushering in a dirty

fat good-humoured looking old negress, saying, 'The midwife, Rose, wants

to make your acquaintance.' 'Oh massa!' shrieked out the old creature in a

paroxysm of admiration, 'where you get this lilly alablaster baby!' For a

moment I looked round to see if she was speaking of my baby; but no, my

dear, this superlative apostrophe was elicited by the fairness of _my

skin_--so much for degrees of comparison. Now, I suppose that if I chose

to walk arm in arm with the dingiest mulatto through the streets of

Philadelphia, nobody could possibly tell by my complexion that I was not

his sister, so that the mere quality of mistress must have had a most

miraculous effect upon my skin in the eyes of poor Rose. But this species

of outrageous flattery is as usual with these people as with the low

Irish, and arises from the ignorant desire, common to both the races, of

propitiating at all costs the fellow-creature who is to them as a

Providence--or rather, I should say, a fate--for 't is a heathen and no

Christian relationship. Soon after this visit, I was summoned into the

wooden porch or piazza of the house, to see a poor woman who desired to

speak to me. This was none other than the tall emaciated-looking negress

who, on the day of our arrival, had embraced me and my nurse with such

irresistible zeal. She appeared very ill to-day, and presently unfolded to

me a most distressing history of bodily afflictions. She was the mother of

a very large family, and complained to me that, what with child-bearing

and hard field labour, her back was almost broken in two. With an almost

savage vehemence of gesticulation she suddenly tore up her scanty

clothing, and exhibited a spectacle with which I was inconceivably shocked

and sickened. The facts, without any of her corroborating statements, bore

tolerable witness to the hardships of her existence. I promised to attend

to her ailments and give her proper remedies; but these are natural

results, inevitable and irremediable ones, of improper treatment of the

female frame--and though there may be alleviation, there cannot be any

cure when once the beautiful and wonderful structure has been thus made

the victim of ignorance, folly, and wickedness.

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