DOMESTIC LIFE IN AMERICA.

_Servants_.

The following sketch of what the Americans feel on this point, from Mrs.

Trollope's _Domestic Manners of the Americans_, is clever and amusing:--

"The greatest difficulty in organizing a family establishment in Ohio is

getting servants, or, as it is there called, 'getting help,' for it is

more than petty treason to the republic to call a free citizen a _servant_.

The whole class of young women, whose bread depends upon their labour, are

taught to believe that the most abject poverty is preferable to domestic

service. Hundreds of half-naked girls work in the paper-mills, or in any

other manufactory, for less than half the wages they would receive in

service: but they think their equality is compromised by the latter, and

nothing but the wish to obtain some particular article of finery will ever

induce them to submit to it. A kind friend, however, exerted herself so

effectually for me, that a tall stately lass soon presented herself,

saying, 'I be come to help you.' The intelligence was very agreeable, and

I welcomed her in the most gracious manner possible, and asked what I

should give her by the year. 'Oh Gimini!' exclaimed the damsel, with a

loud laugh, 'you be a downright Englisher, sure enough. I should like to

see a young lady engage by the year in America! I hope I shall get a

husband before many months, or I expect I shall be an outright old maid,

for I be most seventeen already; besides, mayhap I may want to go to

school. You must just give me a dollar and a half a week; and mother's

slave, Phillis, must come over once a week, I expect, from t'other side

the water, to help me clean.' I agreed to the bargain, of course, with all

dutiful submission; and seeing she was preparing to set to work in a

yellow dress parsemé with red roses, I gently hinted, that I thought it

was a pity to spoil so fine a gown, and that she had better change it.

''Tis just my best and worst,' she answered, 'for I've got no other.' And

in truth I found that this young lady had left the paternal mansion with

no more clothes of any kind than what she had on. I immediately gave her

money to purchase what was necessary for cleanliness and decency, and set

to work with my daughters to make her a gown. She grinned applause when

our labour was completed, but never uttered the slightest expression of

gratitude for that or for anything else we could do for her. She was

constantly asking us to lend her different articles of dress, and when we

declined it, she said, 'Well, I never seed such grumpy folks as you be;

there is several young ladies of my acquaintance what goes to live out now

and then with the old women about the town, and they and their gurls

always lends them what they asks for; I guess, you Inglish thinks we

should poison your things, just as bad as if we was negurs.' And here I

beg to assure the reader, that whenever I give conversations, they were

not made _à loisir_, but were written down immediately after they occurred,

with all the verbal fidelity my memory permitted."

"This young lady left me at the end of two months, because I refused to

lend her money enough to buy a silk dress to go to a ball, saying, 'Then

it is not worth my while to stay any longer.' I cannot imagine it possible

that such a state of things can be desirable or beneficial to any of the

parties concerned. I might occupy a hundred pages on the subject, and yet

fail to give an adequate idea of the sore, angry, ever-wakeful pride that

seemed to torment these poor wretches. In many of them it was so excessive,

that all feeling of displeasure, or even of ridicule, was lost in pity.

One of these was a pretty girl, whose natural disposition must have been

gentle and kind; but her good feelings were soured, and her gentleness

turned into morbid sensitiveness, by having heard a thousand and a

thousand times that she was as good as any other lady, that all men were

equal, and women too, and that it was a sin and a shame for a free-born

American to be treated like a servant. When she found she was to dine in

the kitchen, she turned up her pretty lip, and said, 'I guess that's

'cause you don't think I'm good enough to eat with you. You'll find that

won't do here.' I found afterwards that she rarely ate any dinner at all,

and generally passed the time in tears. I did everything in my power to

conciliate and make her happy, but I am sure she hated me. I gave her very

high wages, and she stayed till she had obtained several expensive

articles of dress, and then, _un beau matin_, she came to me full dressed,

and said, 'I must go.' 'When shall you return, Charlotte?' 'I expect you

will see no more of me.' And so we parted. Her sister was also living with

me, but her wardrobe was not yet completed, and she remained some weeks

longer till it was."

"Such being the difficulties respecting domestic arrangements," adds our

author, "it is obvious, that the ladies who are brought up amongst them

cannot have leisure for any developement of the mind: it is, in fact, out

of the question; and, remembering this, it is more surprising that some

among them should be very pleasing, than that none should be highly

instructed. But, whatever may be the talents of the persons who meet

together in society, the very shape, form, and arrangement of the meeting

is sufficient to paralyze conversation. The women invariably herd together

at one part of the room, and the men at the other; but, in justice to

Cincinnati, I must acknowledge that this arrangement is by no means

peculiar to that city, or to the western side of the Alleghanies.

Sometimes a small attempt at music produces a partial reunion; a few of

the most daring youths animated by the consciousness of curled hair and

smart waistcoats, approach the piano-forte, and begin to mutter a little

to the half-grown pretty things, who are comparing with one another 'how

many quarters' music they have had.' Where the mansion is of sufficient

dignity to have two drawing-rooms, the piano, the little ladies, and the

slender gentlemen are left to themselves; and on such occasions the sound

of laughter is often heard to issue from among them. But the fate of the

more dignified personages, who are left in the other room, is extremely

dismal. The gentlemen spit, talk of elections and the price of produce,

and spit again. The ladies look at each other's dresses till they know

every pin by heart; talk of Parson Somebody's last sermon on the day of

judgment, or Dr. T'otherbody's new pills for dyspepsia, till the 'tea' is

announced, when they all console themselves together for whatever they may

have suffered in keeping awake, by taking more tea, coffee, hot cake and

custard, hoe cake, johny cake, waffle cake, and dodger cake, pickled

peaches, and preserved cucumbers, ham, turkey, hung beef, apple sauce, and

pickled oysters, than ever were prepared in any other country of the known

world. After this massive meal is over, they return to the drawing-room,

and it always appeared to me that they remained together as long as they

could bear it, and then they rise _en masse_--cloak, bonnet, shawl, and

exit."

_Conversation of an American Woman._

"'Well now, so you be from the old country? Ay--you'll see sights here I

guess.' 'I hope I shall see many.' 'That's a fact.--Why they do say,

that if a poor body contrives to be smart enough to scrape together a few

dollars, that your King George always comes down upon 'em, and takes it

all away. Don't he?' 'I do not remember hearing of such a transaction.' 'I

guess they be pretty close about it.' 'Your papers ben't like ourn, I

reckon? Now we says and prints just what we likes.' 'You spend a good deal

of time in reading the newspapers.' 'And I'd like you to tell me how we

can spend it better. How should freemen spend their time, but looking

after their government, and watching that them fellers as we gives offices

to, doos their duty, and gives themselves no airs?' 'But I sometimes think,

sir, that your fences might be in more thorough repair, and your roads in

better order, if less time was spent in politics.' 'The Lord! to see how

little you knows of a free country? Why, what's the smoothness of a road

put against the freedom of a free-born American? And what does a broken

zig-zag signify, comparable to knowing that the men what we have been

pleased to send up to Congress, speaks handsome and straight, as we

chooses they should?' 'It is from a sense of duty, then, that you all go

to the liquor store to read the papers?' 'To be sure it is, and he'd be no

true-born American as didn't. I don't say that the father of a family

should always be after liquor, but I do say that I'd rather have my son

drunk three times in a week, than not to look after the affairs of his

country,'"

_Hogs_.

"Immense droves of hogs were continually arriving from the country by the

road that led to most of our favourite walks; they were often fed and

lodged in the prettiest valleys, and worse still, were slaughtered beside

the prettiest streams. Another evil threatened us from the same quarter,

that was yet heavier. Our cottage had an ample piazza, (a luxury almost

universal in the country houses of America,) which, shaded by a group of

acacias, made a delightful sitting-room; from this favourite spot we one

day perceived symptoms of building in a field close to it; with much

anxiety we hastened to the spot, and asked what building was to be erected

there. ''Tis to be a slaughter-house for hogs,' was the dreadful reply.

As there were several gentlemen's houses in the neighbourhood, I asked if

such an erection might not be indicted as a nuisance. 'A what?' 'A

nuisance,' I repeated, and explained what I meant. 'No, no,' was the reply,

'that may do very well for your tyrannical country, where a rich man's

nose is more thought of than a poor man's mouth; but hogs be profitable

produce here, and we be too free for such a law as that, I guess.'"

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