CHAPTER LXV.

On my return to New Sestros, I found that the colonial authorities of

Liberia had been feeling the pulse of my African friend, Freeman, in

order to secure the co-operation of that distinguished personage in

the suppression of the slave traffic. Freeman professed his

willingness to conclude a treaty of commerce and amity with Governor

Buchanan, but respectfully declined to molest the factories within his

domain.

Still, Buchanan was not to be thwarted by a single refusal, and

enlisted the sympathy of an officer in command of a United States

cruiser, who accompanied the governor to the anchorage at New Sestros.

As soon as these personages reached their destination, a note was

despatched to the negro potentate, desiring him to expel from his

territory all Spaniards who were possessed of factories. To this, it

is said, the chief returned a short and tart rebuke for the

interference with his independence; whereupon the following singular

missive was immediately delivered to the Spaniards:--

"U. S. BRIG DOLPHIN,

"NEW SESTROS, _March 6, 1840_.

"SIR:

"I address you in consequence of having received a note from you a few

evenings since; but I wish it to be understood that this

communication is intended for all or any persons who are now in New

Sestros, engaged in the slave-trade.

"I have received information that you now have, in your establishments

on shore, several hundred negroes confined in barracoons, waiting for

an opportunity to ship them. Whether you are Americans, English,

French, Spaniards, or Portuguese, you are acting in violation of the

established laws of your respective countries, and, therefore, are not

entitled to any protection from your governments. You have placed

yourselves beyond the protection of any civilized nation, as you are

engaged in a traffic which has been made _piracy_ by most of the

Christian nations of the world.

"As I have been sent by my government to root out, if possible, this

traffic on and near our settlements on the coast, I must now give you

notice, that you must break up your establishment at this point, in

two weeks from this date; failing to do so, I shall take such measures

as I conceive necessary to attain this object. I will thank you to

send a reply to this communication immediately, stating your

intentions, and also sending an account of the number of slaves you

have on hand.

"I am, &c., &c., &c.,

"CHARLES R. BELL,

"_Lieut. Com. U. S. Naval Forces, Coast of Africa_.

"To Mr. A. DEMER and others,

"NEW SESTROS, _Coast of Africa_."

I do not know what reply was made to this communication, as a copy was

not retained; but when my clerk handed me the original letter from

Lieutenant Bell, on my arrival from Cuba I lost no time in forwarding

the following answer to Col. Hicks, at Monrovia, to be despatched by

him to the American officer:

"TO CHARLES R. BELL, ESQ.,

"_Lieut. Com. of the U. S. Forces, Coast of Africa, Monrovia_.

"NEW SESTROS, _April 2, 1840_.

"SIR:

"Your letter of the 6th March, directed to the white residents of New

Sestros, was handed me on my return to this country, and I am sorry I

can make but the following short answer.

"First, sir, you seem to assume a supremacy over the most civilized

nations of the world, and, under the doubtful pretext of your nation's

authority, threaten to land and destroy our property on these neutral

shores. Next, you are pleased to inform us that all Christian nations

have declared the slave-trade _piracy_, and that we are not entitled

to any protection from our government. Why, then, do the Southern

States of your great confederacy allow slavery, public auctions,

transportation from one State to another,--not only of civilized black

native subjects,--but of nearly white, American, Christian citizens?

Such is the case in your free and independent country; and, though the

slave-trade is carried on in the United States of America with more

brutality than in any other colony, I still hope you are a Christian!

"To your third article, wherein you observe, having 'been sent by your

government to root out this traffic, if possible, near your own

settlements on the coast,'--allow me to have my doubts of such orders.

Your government could not have issued them without previously making

them publicly known;--and, permit me to say, those Christian nations

you are pleased to mention, are not aware that your nation had set up

colonies on the coast of Africa. They were always led to believe that

these Liberian settlements were nothing but Christian beneficial

societies, humanely formed by private philanthropists, to found a

refuge for the poor blacks born in America, who cannot be protected in

their native country by the free and independent laws and institutions

of the United States.

"If my argument cannot convince you that you are not justified in

molesting a harmless people on these desolate shores, allow me to

inform you that, should you put your threats in execution and have the

advantage over us, many factories would suffer by your unjust attack,

which would give them an indisputable right to claim high damages from

your government.

"Most of the white residents here, are, and have been, friendly to

Americans at large; some have been educated in your country, and it

would be the saddest day of their lives, if obliged to oppose by force

of arms the people of a nation they love as much as their own

countrymen. The undersigned, in particular, would wish to observe that

the same spirit that led him to avenge Governor Findley's murder, will

support him in defence of his property, though much against his

inclination.

"I remain, very respectfully,

"Your obedient servant,

"THEODORE CANOT."

This diplomatic encounter terminated the onslaught. Buchanan, who was

over hasty with military display on most occasions, made a requisition

for volunteers to march against New Sestros. But the troops were never

set in motion. In the many years of my residence in the colonial

neighborhood, this was the only occasion that menaced our friendship

or verged upon hostilities.

* * * * *

Whilst I was abroad in England and Cuba, my _charge d'affaires_ at New

Sestros sent off a cargo of three hundred negroes, nearly all of whom

were safely landed in the West Indies, bringing us a profit of nine

thousand dollars. There were, however, still one hundred and fifty in

our _barracoons_ to be shipped; and, as the cargo from the Crawford

was quickly exchanged with the natives for more slaves, in two months'

time, I found my pens surcharged with six hundred human beings. Two

other neighboring factories were also crammed; while, unfortunately,

directly in front of us, a strong reinforcement of British men-of-war

kept watch and ward to prevent our depletion.

No slaver dared show its topsails above the horizon. The season did

not afford us supplies from the interior. Very few coasters looked in

at New Sestros; and, as our stock of grain and provisions began to

fail, the horrors of famine became the sole topic of conversation

among our alarmed factors.

It will readily be supposed that every effort was made, not only to

economize our scanty stores, but to increase them through the

intervention of boats that were sent far and wide to scour the coast

for rice and cassava. Double and triple prices were offered for these

articles, yet our agents returned without the required supplies. In

fact, the free natives themselves were in danger of starvation, and

while they refused to part with their remnants, even under the

temptation of luxuries, they sometimes sent deputations to my

settlement in search of food.

By degrees I yielded to the conviction that I must diminish my mouths.

First of all, I released the old and feeble from the _barracoon_.

This, for a few days, afforded ample relief; but, as I retained only

the staunchest, the remaining appetites speedily reduced our rations

to a single meal _per diem_. At last, the steward reported, that even

this allowance could be continued for little more than a week. In

twelve days, at farthest, my resources would be utterly exhausted.

In this extremity I summoned a council of neighboring chiefs, and

exposing my situation, demanded their opinion as to a fitting course

on the dreaded day. I had resolved to retain my blacks till the last

measure was distributed, and then to liberate them to shift for

themselves.

But the idea of releasing six hundred famishing foemen struck the

beach people with horror. It would, they said, be a certain source of

war and murder; and they implored me not to take such a step till they

made every effort to ease my burden. As a beginning, they proposed at

once relieving the _barracoon_ of a large portion of females and of

all the male youths, who were to be fed and guarded by them, on my

account, till better times.

By this system of colonizing I got rid of the support of two hundred

and twenty-five negroes; and, as good luck would have it, a visit from

a friendly coaster enabled me, within ten days, to exchange my

beautiful cutter "Ruth" for a cargo of rice from the colony at Cape

Palmas.

It was fortunate that in a week after this happy relief the British

cruisers left our anchorage for a few days. No sooner were they off,

than a telegraph of smoke, which, in those days, was quite as useful

on the African coast, as the electric is on ours, gave notice to the

notorious "Volador." There was joy in the teeming factories when her

signal was descried in the offing; and, before the following dawn,

seven hundred and forty-nine human beings, packed within her one

hundred and sixty-five tons, were on their way to Cuba.

_This was the last cargo of slaves I ever shipped!_

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