"In those days, after we came to live here on the 'plantatio

E-text prepared by Suzanne Shell, Linda Cantoni, and the Project Gutenberg

Online Distributed Proofreading Team (https://www.pgdp.net)

Note: Project Gutenberg also has an HTML version of this

file which includes the original illustrations.

See 24627-h.htm or 24627-h.zip:

(https://www.gutenberg.org/dirs/2/4/6/2/24627/24627-h/24627-h.htm)

or

(https://www.gutenberg.org/dirs/2/4/6/2/24627/24627-h.zip)

Transcriber's note:

Some illustrations have been moved so as not to break up the

flow of the text.

BOOKER T. WASHINGTON

Builder of a Civilization

by

EMMETT J. SCOTT and LYMAN BEECHER STOWE

With a Preface by Theodore Roosevelt

[Illustration: logo]

Illustrated from Photographs

Garden City New York

Doubleday, Page & Company

1918

Copyright, 1916, by

Doubleday, Page & Company

All rights reserved, including that of

translation into foreign languages,

including the Scandinavian

Copyright, 1916, by the Outlook Publishing Co.

[Illustration: BOOKER T. WASHINGTON]

FOREWORD

In the passing of a character so unique as Dr. Booker T. Washington,

many of us, his friends, were anxious that his biography should be

written by those best qualified to do so. It is therefore a source of

gratification to us of his own race to have an account of Dr.

Washington's career set forth in a form at once accurate and readable,

such as will inspire unborn generations of Negroes and others to love

and appreciate all mankind of whatever race or color. It is especially

gratifying that this biography has been prepared by the two people in

all America best fitted, by antecedents and by intimate acquaintance

and association with Dr. Washington, to undertake it. Mr. Lyman

Beecher Stowe is the grandson of Harriet Beecher Stowe, whose "Uncle

Tom's Cabin" had a very direct influence on the abolition of slavery,

and Mr. Emmett J. Scott was Dr. Washington's loyal and trusted

secretary for eighteen years.

ROBERT R. MOTON.

Principal Tuskegee Normal and Industrial Institute.

_Tuskegee Institute, Alabama,_

_August 1, 1916._

AUTHORS' PREFACE

This is not a biography in the ordinary sense. The exhaustive "Life

and Letters of Booker T. Washington" remains still to be compiled. In

this more modest work we have simply sought to present and interpret

the chief phases of the life of this man who rose from a slave boy to

be the leader of ten millions of people and to take his place for all

time among America's great men. In fact, we have not even touched upon

his childhood, early training, and education, because we felt the

story of those early struggles and privations had been ultimately well

told in his own words in "Up from Slavery." This autobiography,

however, published as it was fifteen years before his death, brings

the story of his life only to the threshold of his greatest

achievements. In this book we seek to give the full fruition of his

life's work. Each chapter is complete in itself. Each presents a

complete, although by no means exhaustive, picture of some phase of

his life.

We take no small satisfaction in the fact that we were personally

selected by Booker Washington himself for this task. He considered us

qualified to produce what he wanted: namely, a record of his struggles

and achievements at once accurate and readable, put in permanent form

for the information of the public. He believed that such a record

could best be furnished by his confidential associate, working in

collaboration with a trained and experienced writer, sympathetically

interested in the welfare of the Negro race. This, then, is what we

have tried to do and the way we have tried to do it.

We completed the first four chapters before Mr. Washington's death,

but he never read them. In fact, it was our wish, to which he agreed,

that he should not read what we had written until its publication in

book form.

EMMETT J. SCOTT,

LYMAN BEECHER STOWE.

PREFACE

It is not hyperbole to say that Booker T. Washington was a great

American. For twenty years before his death he had been the most

useful, as well as the most distinguished, member of his race in the

world, and one of the most useful, as well as one of the most

distinguished, of American citizens of any race.

Eminent though his services were to the people of his own color, the

white men of our Republic were almost as much indebted to him, both

directly and indirectly. They were indebted to him directly, because

of the work he did on behalf of industrial education for the Negro,

thus giving impetus to the work for the industrial education of the

White Man, which is, at least, as necessary; and, moreover, every

successful effort to turn the thoughts of the natural leaders of the

Negro race into the fields of business endeavor, of agricultural

effort, of every species of success in private life, is not only to

their advantage, but to the advantage of the White Man, as tending to

remove the friction and trouble that inevitably come throughout the

South at this time in any Negro district where the Negroes turn for

their advancement primarily to political life.

The indirect indebtedness of the White Race to Booker T. Washington

is due to the simple fact that here in America we are all in the end

going up or down together; and therefore, in the long run, the man who

makes a substantial contribution toward uplifting any part of the

community has helped to uplift all of the community. Wherever in our

land the Negro remains uneducated, and liable to criminal suggestion,

it is absolutely certain that the whites will themselves tend to tread

the paths of barbarism; and wherever we find the colored people as a

whole engaged in successful work to better themselves, and respecting

both themselves and others, there we shall also find the tone of the

white community high.

The patriotic white man with an interest in the welfare of this

country is almost as heavily indebted to Booker T. Washington as the

colored men themselves.

If there is any lesson, more essential than any other, for this

country to learn, it is the lesson that the enjoyment of rights should

be made conditional upon the performance of duty. For one failure in

the history of our country which is due to the people not asserting

their rights, there are hundreds due to their not performing their

duties. This is just as true of the White Man as it is of the Colored

Man. But it is a lesson even more important to be taught the Colored

Man, because the Negro starts at the bottom of the ladder and will

never develop the strength to climb even a single rung if he follow

the lead of those who dwell only upon their rights and not upon their

duties. He has a hard road to travel anyhow. He is certain to be

treated with much injustice, and although he will encounter among

white men a number who wish to help him upward and onward, he will

encounter only too many who, if they do him no bodily harm, yet show a

brutal lack of consideration for him. Nevertheless his one safety lies

in steadily keeping in view that the law of service is the great law

of life, above all in this Republic, and that no man of color can

benefit either himself or the rest of his race, unless he proves by

his life his adherence to this law. Such a life is not easy for the

White Man, and it is very much less easy for the Black Man; but it is

even more important for the Black Man, and for the Black Man's people,

that he should lead it.

As nearly as any man I have ever met, Booker T. Washington lived up to

Micah's verse, "What more doth the Lord require of thee than to do

Justice and love Mercy and walk humbly with thy God." He did justice

to every man. He did justice to those to whom it was a hard thing to

do justice. He showed mercy; and this meant that he showed mercy not

only to the poor, and to those beneath him, but that he showed mercy

by an understanding of the shortcomings of those who failed to do him

justice, and failed to do his race justice. He always understood and

acted upon the belief that the Black Man could not rise if he so acted

as to incur the enmity and hatred of the White Man; that it was of

prime importance to the well-being of the Black Man to earn the good

will of his white neighbor, and that the bulk of the Black Men who

dwell in the Southern States must realize that the White Men who are

their immediate physical neighbors are beyond all others those whose

good will and respect it is of vital consequence that the Black Men of

the South should secure.

He was never led away, as the educated Negro so often is led away,

into the pursuit of fantastic visions; into the drawing up of plans

fit only for a world of two dimensions. He kept his high ideals,

always; but he never forgot for a moment that he was living in an

actual world of three dimensions, in a world of unpleasant facts,

where those unpleasant facts have to be faced; and he made the best

possible out of a bad situation from which there was no ideal best to

be obtained. And he walked humbly with his God.

To a very extraordinary degree he combined humility and dignity; and I

think that the explanation of this extraordinary degree of success in

a very difficult combination was due to the fact that at the bottom

his humility was really the outward expression, not of a servile

attitude toward any man, but of the spiritual fact that in very truth

he walked humbly with his God.

Nowhere was Booker T. Washington's wisdom shown better than in the

mixture of moderation and firmness with which he took precisely the

right position as to the part the Black Man should try to take in

politics. He put the whole case in a nutshell in the following

sentences:

"In my opinion it is a fatal mistake to teach the young black man and

the young white man that the dominance of the white race in the South

rests upon any other basis than absolute justice to the weaker man. It

is a mistake to cultivate in the mind of any individual or group of

individuals the feeling and belief that their happiness rests upon the

misery of some one else, or their wealth upon the poverty of some one

else. I do not advocate that the Negro make politics or the holding of

office an important thing in his life. I do urge, in the interests of

fair play for everybody, that a Negro who prepares himself in

property, in intelligence, and in character to cast a ballot, and

desires to do so, should have the opportunity."

In other words, while he did not believe that political activity

should play an important part among Negroes as a whole, he did believe

that in the interests of the White, as well as in the interests of the

Colored race, the upright, honest, intelligent Black Man or Colored

Man should be given the right to cast a ballot if he possessed the

qualities which, if possessed by a White Man, would make that White

Man a valuable addition to the suffrage-exercising class.

No man, White or Black, was more keenly alive than Booker T.

Washington to the threat of the South, and to the whole country, and

especially to the Black Man himself, contained in the mass of

ignorant, propertyless, semi-vicious Black voters, wholly lacking in

the character which alone fits a race for self-government, who

nevertheless have been given the ballot in certain Southern States.

In my many conversations and consultations with him it is, I believe,

not an exaggeration to say that one-half the time we were discussing

methods for keeping out of office, and out of all political power, the

ignorant, semi-criminal, shiftless Black Man who, when manipulated by

the able and unscrupulous politician, Black or White, is so dreadful a

menace to our political institutions. But he felt very strongly, and I

felt no less strongly, that one of the most efficient ways of warring

against this evil type was to show the Negro that, if he turned his

back on that type, and fitted himself to be a self-respecting citizen,

doing his part in sustaining the common burdens of good citizenship,

he would be freely accorded by his White neighbors the privileges and

rights of good citizenship. Surely there can be no objection to this.

Surely there can be no serious objection thus to keep open the door of

hope for the thoroughly decent, upright, self-respecting man, no

matter what his color.

In the same way, while Booker T. Washington firmly believed that the

attention of the Colored race should be riveted, not on political

life, but on success sought in the fields of honest business endeavor,

he also felt, and I agreed with him, that it was to the interest of

both races that there should be appointments to office of Black Men

whose characters and abilities were such that if they were White Men

their appointments would be hailed as being well above the average,

and creditable from every standpoint. He also felt, and I agreed with

him, that it was essential that these appointments should be made

relatively most numerous in the North--for it is worse than useless to

preach virtue to others, unless the preachers themselves practise it;

which means that the Northern communities, which pride themselves on

possessing the proper attitude toward the Negro, should show this

attitude by their own acts within their own borders.

I profited very much by my association with Booker T. Washington. I

owed him much along many different lines. I valued greatly his

friendship and respect; and when he died I mourned his loss as a

patriot and an American.

THEODORE ROOSEVELT.

_Sagamore Hill,_

_August 28, 1916._

CONTENTS

PAGE

FOREWORD BY ROBERT R. MOTON v

AUTHORS' PREFACE vii

PREFACE BY THEODORE ROOSEVELT ix

CHAPTER

I. THE MAN AND HIS SCHOOL IN THE MAKING 3

II. LEADER OF HIS RACE 19

III. WASHINGTON: THE EDUCATOR 57

IV. THE RIGHTS OF THE NEGRO 82

V. MEETING RACE PREJUDICE 107

VI. GETTING CLOSE TO THE PEOPLE 135

VII. BOOKER WASHINGTON AND THE NEGRO FARMER 164

VIII. BOOKER WASHINGTON AND THE NEGRO BUSINESS MAN 185

IX. BOOKER WASHINGTON AMONG HIS STUDENTS 222

X. RAISING HUNDREDS OF THOUSANDS A YEAR 248

XI. MANAGING A GREAT INSTITUTION 272

XII. WASHINGTON: THE MAN 300

ILLUSTRATIONS

Booker T. Washington _Frontispiece_

FACING

PAGE

Tuskegee in the making. Nothing delighted Mr.

Washington more than to see his students doing

the actual work of erecting the Tuskegee

Institute buildings 12

Tuskegee Institute students laying the foundation

for one of the four Emery buildings 14

"His influence, like that of his school, was at first

community wide, then county wide, then State

wide, and finally nation wide" 16

A study in black. Note the tensity of expression

with which the group is following his each and

every word 32

Showing some of the teams of farmers attending the

Annual Tuskegee Negro Conference 58

An academic class. A problem in brick masonry 62

Mr. Washington in characteristic pose addressing

an audience 136

Mr. Washington silhouetted against the crowd upon

one of his educational tours 136

Mr. Washington in typical pose speaking to an

audience 136

A party of friends who accompanied Dr. Washington

on one of his educational tours 138

This old woman was a regular attendant at the

Tuskegee Negro Conference 170

The cosmopolitan character of the Tuskegee student

body is shown by the fact that during the

past year students have come from the foreign

countries or colonies of foreign countries indicated

by the various flags shown in this picture 238

In 1906 the Tuskegee Institute celebrated its 25th

Anniversary. A group of well-known American

characters attended 248

Some of Mr. Washington's humble friends 274

Soil analysis. The students are required to work

out in the laboratory the problems of the field

and the shop 274

Mr. Washington was a great believer in the sweet

potato 280

Mr. Washington had this picture especially posed

to show off to the best advantage a part of the

Tuskegee dairy herd 290

Mr. Washington feeding his chickens with green

stuffs raised in his own garden 306

Mr. Washington in his onion patch 306

Mr. Washington sorting in his lettuce bed 306

BOOKER T. WASHINGTON

BUILDER OF A CIVILIZATION

CHAPTER ONE

THE MAN AND HIS SCHOOL IN THE MAKING

It came about that in the year 1880, in Macon County, Alabama, a

certain ex-Confederate colonel conceived the idea that if he could

secure the Negro vote he could beat his rival and win the seat he

coveted in the State Legislature. Accordingly, the colonel went to the

leading Negro in the town of Tuskegee and asked him what he could do

to secure the Negro vote, for Negroes then voted in Alabama without

restriction. This man, Lewis Adams by name, himself an ex-slave,

promptly replied that what his race most wanted was education and what

they most needed was industrial education, and that if he (the

colonel) would agree to work for the passage of a bill appropriating

money for the maintenance of an industrial school for Negroes, he

(Adams) would help to get for him the Negro vote and the election.

This bargain between an ex-slaveholder and an ex-slave was made and

faithfully observed on both sides, with the result that the following

year the Legislature of Alabama appropriated $2,000 a year for the

establishment of a normal and industrial school for Negroes in the

town of Tuskegee. On the recommendation of General Armstrong of

Hampton Institute a young colored man, Booker T. Washington, a recent

graduate of and teacher at the Institute, was called from there to

take charge of this landless, buildingless, teacherless, and

studentless institution of learning.

This move turned out to be a fatal mistake in the political career of

the colonel. The appellation of "nigger lover" kept him ever after

firmly wedged in his political grave. Thus, by the same stroke, was

the career of an ex-slaveholder wrecked and that of an ex-slave made.

This political blunder of a local office-seeker gave to education one

of its great formative institutions, to the Negro race its greatest

leader, and to America one of its greatest citizens.

One is tempted to feel that Booker T. Washington was always popular

and successful. On the contrary, for many years he had to fight his

way inch by inch against the bitterest opposition, not only of the

whites, but of his own race. At that time there was scarcely a Negro

leader of any prominence who was not either a politician or a

preacher. In the introduction to "Up from Slavery," Mr. Walter H. Page

says of his first experience many years ago with Booker Washington: "I

had occasion to write to him, and I addressed him as 'The Rev. Booker

T. Washington.' In his reply there was no mention of my addressing him

as a clergyman. But when I had occasion to write to him again, and

persisted in making him a preacher, his second letter brought a

postscript: 'I have no claim to Rev.' I knew most of the colored men

who at that time had become prominent as leaders of their race, but I

had not then known one who was neither a politician nor a preacher;

and I had not heard of the head of an important colored school who

was not a preacher. 'A new kind of man in the colored world,' I said

to myself--'a new kind of man surely if he looks upon his task as an

economic one instead of a theological one."

And just because Booker Washington did look "upon his task as an

economic one instead of a theological one" he was at first regarded

with suspicion by most of the preachers of his race and by some openly

denounced as irreligious and the founder of an irreligious school.

Like so many men of greater opportunity in all ages and places, many

of these Negro ministers confounded theology and religion. Finding no

theology about Booker Washington or his school, they assumed there was

no religion. Some of them even went so far as to warn their

congregations from the pulpit to keep away from this Godless man and

his Godless school. To this formidable and at first almost universal

opposition from the leaders among his own people was added the more

natural opposition of the neighboring white men who assumed that he

was "spoiling the niggers" by education. A youth with a high collar,

loud necktie, checked suit, and patent-leather shoes, dangling a cane,

smoking a cigarette, and loitering impudently on a street corner was

their mental picture of an educated Negro.

Among the original group of thirty students with whom Mr. Washington

started Tuskegee Institute on an old plantation equipped with a

kitchen, a stable, and a hen-house, was a now elderly man who to-day

has charge of the spacious and beautiful grounds of the Institute. He

was approaching middle age when he entered this original Tuskegee

class. The following is a paraphrase of his account of the early days

of the school: "After we'd been out on the plantation three or four

weeks Mr. Washington came into the schoolroom and said: 'To-morrow

we're going to have a chopping bee. All of you that have an axe, or

can borrow one, must bring it. I will try and provide those of you who

cannot furnish an axe. We will dismiss school early to-morrow

afternoon and start for the chopping bee.' So we came to school next

day with the axes, all of us that could get them; we were all excited

and eager for that chopping bee, and we were all discussing what it

would be like, because we had never been to one before. So in the

afternoon Mr. Washington said it was time for that chopping bee, so he

put his axe over his shoulder and led us to the woods and put us to

work cutting the trees and clearing the land. He went right in and

worked harder and faster and handled his axe better than any of us.

After a while we found that a chopping bee, as he called it, was no

different from just plain cutting down trees and clearing the land.

There wasn't anything new about that--we all had had all we wanted of

it. Some of the boys said they didn't come to school to cut down trees

and clear land, but they couldn't say they were too good for that kind

of work when Mr. Washington himself was at it harder than any of them.

So he kept with us for some days till everybody had his idea. Then he

went off to do something more important.

"Now, in those days he used to go off every Saturday morning and he

wouldn't come back till Monday morning. He'd travel all round the

country drumming up students for the school and telling the people to

send their children. And on Sunday he'd get the preachers to let him

get up in their pulpits and tell the people about the school after

they had finished preaching. And the preachers would warn their people

against him and his school, because they said it wasn't Methodist, and

it wasn't Baptist, and it wasn't Presbyterian, and it wasn't

Episcopalian, and it wasn't Christian. And they told the people to

keep their children away from that Godless man and his school. But

when he came along and asked to speak to the people they had to leave

him, just as everybody always did--let him do just what he wanted to

do. And when they heard him, the people, they didn't pay no attention

to the preachers, they just sent their children as fast as ever they

could contrive it.

"Now, in those days Mr. Washington didn't have a horse, nor a mule,

nor a wagon, and he wanted to cover more country on those trips than

he could afoot, so he'd just go out in the middle of the road and when

some old black man would come along driving his mule wagon he'd stop

him and talk with him, and tell him about the school and what it was

going to do for the black folks, and then he'd say: 'Now, Uncle, you

can help by bringing your wagon and mule round at nine o'clock

Saturday morning for me to go off round the country telling the people

about the school. Now, remember, Uncle Jake, please be here promptly

at nine,' and the old man would say, 'Yes, boss, I sure will be

here!' That was how he did it--when he needed anything he'd go out and

put his hand on it. First, he could put his hand on anything he wanted

round the town; then, he could put his hand on anything he wanted all

over the county; then he could put his hand on anything he wanted all

over the State; and then finally they do tell me he could put his hand

on anything he wanted away up to New York.

"In those days, after we came to live here on the 'plantation,' I used

to take the wheelbarrow and go round to the office when Mr. Washington

opened up the mail in the morning, and if there was money in the mail

then I could go along to the town with the wheelbarrow and get

provisions, and if there was no money then there was no occasion to go

to town, and we'd just eat what we had left. Most of the white

storekeepers wouldn't give us credit, and they didn't want a 'nigger

school' here anyhow. Times have changed. Now those storekeepers get a

large proportion of their trade here at the Institute, and if there

should be any talk of moving, they'd just get up and fight to the last

to keep us here and keep our trade.

"And in those days the Negro preachers, or the most of them, and the

white folks, or the most of them, were always trying to dispute with

Mr. Washington and quarrel with him, but he just kept his mouth shut

and went ahead. He kept pleasant and he wouldn't dispute with them,

nor argue with them, nor quarrel with them. When the white folks would

come round and tell him he was 'spoiling good niggers by education,'

he would just ask them to wait patiently and give him time to show

them what the right kind of education would do. And when the colored

preachers would come round and tell him he was no Christian, and his

school had no religion, he would ask them to just wait and see if the

boys and girls were any less Christian because of the education they

were getting. But whoever came along and whatever happened Mr.

Washington just kept his mouth shut and went ahead.

"After two years of school I went out and rented some land and planted

cotton, and just about time to harvest my crop Mr. Washington sent for

me one Saturday and said: 'I need you. I want you to come back and

work for the school on the farm. I want you to start in Monday

morning.' When I told him about my cotton crop just ready to be picked

he said: 'Can't help that, we need you. You'll have to arrange with

your neighbors to harvest your crop for you.'"

To the inquiry, "Well, did you come?" the old man replied, "Of course

I did. When Mr. Washington said come I came same as everybody did what

he told them. I got a neighbor to harvest my crop and I lost money on

it, but I came to work that Monday morning more than thirty years ago,

and I've been here ever since."

The idea of not doing what Mr. Washington wanted him to do, or even

arguing the matter, was evidently inconceivable to this old man. He

had always obeyed Mr. Washington just as he had obeyed the laws of

nature by sleeping and eating. That is the kind of control which

Booker Washington always exercised over his fellow-workers. He

accepted their implicit obedience as naturally and simply as they gave

it.

As Mr. Page also points out in the introduction to "Up from Slavery,"

however humble Mr. Washington's origin may have been, what might be

termed his intellectual pedigree was of the highest and finest. He may

be called, in fact, the spiritual grandson of the great Dr. Mark

Hopkins of Williams College. Just as Samuel Armstrong was perhaps the

most receptive of Mark Hopkins' pupils, so Booker Washington became

the most receptive pupil of Samuel Armstrong. As says Mr. Page: "To

the formation of Mr. Washington's character, then, went the missionary

zeal of New England, influenced by one of the strongest personalities

in modern education, and the wide-reaching moral earnestness of

General Armstrong himself." In his autobiography Mr. Washington thus

describes General Armstrong's influence and the impression he made

upon him: "It has been my fortune to meet personally many of what are

called great characters, both in Europe and America, but I do not

hesitate to say that I never met any man who, in my estimation, was

the equal of General Armstrong. Fresh from the degrading influences of

the slave plantation and the coal mines, it was a rare privilege for

me to be permitted to come into direct contact with such a character

as General Armstrong. I shall always remember that the first time I

went into his presence he made the impression upon me of being a

perfect man; I was made to feel that there was something about him

that was superhuman. It was my privilege to know the General

personally from the time I entered Hampton till he died, and the more

I saw of him the greater he grew in my estimation. One might have

removed from Hampton all the buildings, classrooms, teachers, and

industries, and given the men and women there the opportunity of

coming into daily contact with General Armstrong, and that alone would

have been a liberal education. (This recalls President Garfield's

definition of a university when he said, 'my idea of a university is a

log with Mark Hopkins on one end and a boy on the other.') The older I

grow, the more I am convinced that there is no education which one can

get from books and costly apparatus that is equal to that which can be

gotten from contact with great men and women. Instead of studying

books so constantly, how I wish that our schools and colleges might

learn to study men and things!"

When the young man imbued with these ideas and fresh from these

influences found himself responsible for the destinies of a

studentless, teacherless, buildingless, and landless school it is

significant how he went to work to supply these manifold deficiencies.

First, he found a place in which to open the school--a dilapidated

shanty church, the A.M.E. Zion Church for Negroes, in the town of

Tuskegee. Next he went about the surrounding countryside, found out

exactly under what conditions the people were living and what their

needs were, and advertised the school among the class of people whom

he wanted to have attend it. After returning from these experiences

he said: "I saw more clearly than ever the wisdom of the system which

General Armstrong had inaugurated at Hampton. To take the children of

such people as I had been among for a month, and each day give them a

few hours of mere book education, I felt would be almost a waste of

time."

Six weeks after the school was opened, on July 4, 1881, in the shanty

Methodist Church with thirty students, Miss Olivia A. Davidson entered

the school, the enrollment of which had already grown to fifty, as

assistant teacher. She subsequently became Mrs. Washington. The school

then had students, a teacher, and a building such as it was, but it

had no land. It was succeeding in so far as teaching these eager and

knowledge hungry young people what could be learned from books, but

little more. Mr. Washington found that about 85 per cent. of the

Negroes of the Gulf States lived on the land and were dependent upon

agriculture for their livelihood. Hence, he reasoned that it was of

supreme importance to teach them how to live on the land to the best

advantage. In order to teach the students how to live on the land the

school itself must have land. About this time an old plantation near

the town of Tuskegee came upon the market. The school had no money.

Mr. Washington had no money, and the $2,000 a year from the State

Treasury could be used only for the payment of teachers. Accordingly

Mr. Washington personally borrowed the $250, from a personal friend,

necessary to secure title to the land, and moved the school from the

shanty church to the comparative comfort of four aged cabins

formerly used as the dining-room, kitchen, stable, and hen-house of

the plantation.

[Illustration: Tuskegee in the making. Nothing delighted Mr.

Washington more than to see his students doing the actual work of

erecting the Tuskegee Institute buildings. A group of students raising

the roof on one of the buildings.]

And as soon as they were established in their new quarters he

organized the "chopping bee" already described and cleared some of the

land so that it could be used for crops. He did not clear and plant

this land to give his students agricultural training. He did it for

the purpose that all land was originally cleared and planted--to get

food. He, of course, realized that the educational content of this

work was great--greater than any possible textbook exercises in the

classroom. He then and there began the long and difficult task of

teaching his people that physical work, and particularly farm work, if

rightly done was education, and that education was work. To secure the

acceptance of this truth by a race only recently emancipated from over

two hundred years of unrequited toil--a race that had always regarded

freedom from the necessity for work as an indication of

superiority--was not a hopeful task. To them education was the

antithesis of work. It was the magic elixir which emancipated all

those fortunate enough to drink of it from the necessity for work.

He also began to emphasize at this time his familiar dictum that

learning to do the common things of life in an uncommon way was an

essential part of real education. Probably the reverse of this dictum,

namely, learning to do the uncommon things of life in a common

way--would have more nearly corresponded to the popular conception of

education among most Negroes and many whites.

Mr. Washington later developed a brickyard where, after a series of

failures sufficient to convince any ordinary man of the hopelessness

of the enterprise, they finally succeeded in baking creditable bricks

which were used by the students in the construction of buildings for

the school. He did not start this brickyard for the purpose of

vocational training any more than he started the farm for agricultural

training. He started it because they needed bricks with which to

build buildings in which to live, just as he started the farm to raise

food upon which to live. He saw to it, however, that the brickyard was

used as an instrument of education and was never allowed to degenerate

into a mere brickyard and nothing more, just as he saw to it that the

farm was used as a means of education and was not allowed to

degenerate into a mere farm and nothing more. It was even more

difficult to persuade the students that the hard, heavy, dirty work of

the brickyard was education than it had been to persuade them that

farm work was education. Mr. Washington wasted no time in arguing this

point, however, but merely insisted that without bricks they could not

put up proper buildings, and that without buildings they could not

have such a school as they must have not only for themselves but for

their race.

[Illustration: Tuskegee Institute students laying the foundation for

one of the four Emery buildings--boys' dormitories.]

So this originally landless, buildingless, studentless, and

teacherless school came eventually to have all four of these obvious

requisites, but it still lacked a fundamental requirement for the

effective fulfillment of its purpose. It lacked a boarding department

where the students might learn to live. In his tours among the people

Mr. Washington had found the great majority in the plantation

districts living on fat pork and corn bread, and sleeping in

one-room cabins. They planted nothing but cotton, bought their food at

the nearest village or town market instead of raising it, and lived

under conditions where the fundamental laws of hygiene and decent

social intercourse were both unknown and impossible of application.

The young men and women from such homes must be taught how to live in

houses with more than one room, how to keep their persons and their

surroundings clean, how to sleep in a bed between sheets, how not only

to raise but to prepare, serve, and eat a healthful variety of proper

food at regular and stated intervals, to say nothing of a trade by

which to maintain themselves both during their course and after

graduation as well as the usual book learning of the ordinary school.

Obviously they could not be taught these things unless they lived day

and night on the school grounds instead of boarding about with people

whose standards of living were very little if at all higher than those

of their homes. Accordingly volunteers were called for, and the

students made an excavation under their new brick building which was

made into a basement kitchen and dining-room. As Mr. Washington says

in "Up from Slavery," "We had nothing but the students and their

appetites with which to begin a boarding department." As soon as this

boarding department was established it became possible to influence

directly the lives of the students during the entire twenty-four hours

of the day. From then on each student was required to have and to use

a toothbrush. Mr. Washington has since remarked that, in his opinion,

the toothbrush is the most potent single instrument of civilization.

Then, too, it was possible for him to begin to enforce this injunction

taken from one of his now well-known Sunday night talks, "Make a study

of the preparation of food. See to it that a certain ceremony, a

certain importance, be attached to the partaking of the food----" This

exhortation sounds so commonplace as to be scarcely noticed by the

average reader, but just put yourself in the place of one of these

boys or girls who came from a one-room cabin and realize what a

profoundly revolutionary, even sensational, injunction it is! To the

boy or girl who had snatched a morsel of food here, there, or anywhere

when prompted by the gnawings of hunger, who had never sat down to a

regular meal, who had never partaken of a meal placed upon a table

with or without ceremony--imagine what it meant to such a boy or girl

"to see to it that a certain ceremony, a certain importance, be

attached to the partaking of the food"--not on special occasions but

at each one of the three meals of each day!

Finally it came about that this school which had started with a paltry

$2,000 a year, a great need, and the invincible determination of one

man, came to have land, buildings, teachers, students, and even a

boarding department. But in Mr. Washington's view there was still a

great fundamental lack in their work. They were doing nothing directly

to help those less fortunate than themselves--those about them who

could not come and enjoy the advantages of the school. Mr. Washington

held that as soon as an individual got hold of anything as useful

and desirable as education he should take immediate means to hand

it on to the greatest possible number of those who needed it. He had

no patience with those persons who would climb the tree of knowledge

and then pull the ladder up after them.

[Illustration: BOOKER T. WASHINGTON

"His influence, like that of his school, was at first community wide,

then county wide, then state wide, and finally nation wide."]

He and his teachers then began to go out on Sundays and give the

people homely talks on how to improve their living conditions. They

encouraged the farmers to come to the school farm and learn how to

grow a variety of crops to supplement the cotton crop which was their

sole reliance. They relieved the distress of individual families. Mrs.

Washington gathered together in an old loft the farmers' wives and

daughters who were in the habit of loafing about the village of

Tuskegee on Saturday afternoons and formed them into a woman's club

for the improvement of the living conditions in their homes and

communities. Mr. Washington and his teachers went right on to the

farms and into the homes, and into the churches and the schools, and

everywhere showed, for the most part by concrete object-lessons, how

they could make their farms more productive, their homes more

comfortable, their schools more useful, and their church services more

inspiring. All this was done not with an idea of starting an extension

department or a social service department, but merely because these

people needed help, and Mr. Washington knew that both teachers and

students would help themselves in helping them. Finally, chiefly

through the efforts of Mrs. Washington, a model country school was

established in the district adjoining the Institute's property. This

school is a farm home where the young teacher and his wife, both

graduates of Tuskegee, teach the boys and girls who come to them each

day how to live on a farm--teach them by practice and object-lesson as

well as by precept. They follow the ordinary country school

curriculum, but that is a small and relatively unimportant part of

what this school gives its pupils. Then, too, the teachers of Tuskegee

early started campaigns looking to the extending of the school terms

throughout Macon County and the adjoining counties from three to five

months, as was customary, to nine months.

And this work of Tuskegee beyond its own borders grew as constantly in

volume and extent as the work within its borders, so that Tuskegee

soon became the vital force--the yeast that was raising the level of

life and well-being throughout, first, the town and neighborhood of

Tuskegee, then the County of Macon, then the surrounding counties and

the State of Alabama; and finally, in conjunction with its mother,

Hampton, and its children situated at strategic points throughout the

South, the entire Negro people of the South, and indirectly the whole

nation.

And as the school grew, so grew the man whose life was its embodiment.

It is impossible to think of Booker Washington and Tuskegee

separately. Just as he typified Tuskegee, so Tuskegee typified him.

Just as he made the school, so the school made him. His influence,

like that of his school, was at first community wide, then county

wide, then State wide, and finally nation wide.

CHAPTER TWO

LEADER OF HIS RACE

In 1895, fourteen years after the founding of Tuskegee Institute,

Booker T. Washington was selected to represent his race at the opening

of the Cotton States and International Exposition in Atlanta, Georgia.

On this occasion he mounted the platform, to make the first address

which any member of his race had ever made before any representative

body of Southern men and women, as an obscure but worthy young colored

man who had commended himself to a few thinking persons by building up

an excellent industrial school for his people. He came off that

platform amid scenes of almost hysterical enthusiasm and was

thenceforth proclaimed as the leader of his race, the Moses of his

people, and one of America's great men.

In this epoch-making speech Booker Washington had presented a solution

of an apparently insoluble problem. He had offered a platform upon

which, as Clark Howell said in the Atlanta _Constitution_, "both

races, blacks and whites, could stand with full justice to each." In

the course of the speech he told this story: "A ship lost at sea for

many days suddenly sighted a friendly vessel. From the mast of the

unfortunate vessel was seen a signal: 'Water, water; we die of

thirst!' The answer from the friendly vessel at once came back: 'Cast

down your bucket where you are.' A second time the signal, 'Water,

water, send us water!' ran up from the distressed vessel, and was

answered: 'Cast down your bucket where you are.' And a third and

fourth signal for water was answered, 'Cast down your bucket where you

are.' The captain of the distressed vessel, at last heeding the

injunction, cast down his bucket, and it came up full of fresh,

sparkling water from the mouth of the Amazon River." He then appealed

to his own people to "cast down their buckets where they were" by

making friends with their white neighbors in every manly way, by

training themselves where they were in agriculture, in mechanics, in

commerce, instead of trying to better their condition by migration.

And finally to the Southern white people he appealed "to cast down

their buckets where they were" by using and training the Negroes whom

they knew rather than seeking to import foreign laborers whom they did

not know.

When he reached the crux and climax of the speech--the delicate matter

of the relations between the races, socially--he held up his right

hand with his fingers outstretched and said: "In all things that are

purely social we can be as separate as the fingers, yet one as the

hand in all things essential to mutual progress." At this remark the

audience went wild! Ladies stood on their chairs and waved their

handkerchiefs, while men threw up their hats, danced, and catcalled.

An old ante-bellum Negro, who had been sitting crosslegged in one of

the aisles, wept tears of pride and joy as he swayed from side to

side. By this statement, with what had led up to it, Booker Washington

captured the allegiance of all really representative Southern whites,

and by consistently adhering to this position he, in an

ever-increasing degree, won and held their allegiance till the end.

Frederick Douglass, the great leader of his race during the closing

days of slavery, during the War and the Reconstruction period, had

died only a few months before. Everywhere, by leading whites, as well

as blacks, Washington was acclaimed as the successor of Douglass--the

new leader of the Negro race. One of the first colored men so to

acclaim him was Emmett J. Scott, who was then editing a Negro

newspaper in Houston, Texas, and little realized that he was to become

the most intimate associate of the new leader. In an editorial Mr.

Scott said of this address: "Without resort to exaggeration, it is but

simple justice to call the address great. It was great! Great, in that

it exhibited the speaker's qualities of head and heart; great in that

he could and did discriminately recognize conditions as they affect

his people, and greater still in the absolute modesty, self-respect,

and dignity with which he presented a platform upon which, as Clark

Howell, of the Atlanta _Constitution_ says: 'both races, blacks and

whites, can stand with full justice to each.'" Perhaps the most

remarkable feature of Booker Washington's leadership was that from

that time on he never deviated one hair's breadth in word or deed from

the platform laid down in this brief address.

It was not to be expected, however, that such a radically new note in

Negro leadership could be struck without some discord. As was

perfectly natural, some more or less prominent Negroes, whose mental

processes followed the lines of cleavage between the races engendered

by the embittering experiences of the Reconstruction period, looked

with suspicion upon a Negro leader who had won the approbation of the

South, of leading white citizens, press, and public. In the days of

slavery it was a frequent custom on large plantations to use one of

the slaves as a kind of stool pigeon to spy upon the others and report

their misdeeds. Naturally such persons were hated and despised and

looked upon as traitors to their race. Hence, it came about that the

praise of a white man was apt to throw suspicion upon the racial

loyalty of a black man. This habit of mind, like all mental habits,

long survived the system and circumstances which occasioned it.

Therefore, it was inevitable that the fact that the white press

throughout the South rang with his praises for days and weeks after

the sensationally enthusiastic reception of his speech at the

exposition should not be accepted as a desirable endorsement of the

new leader by at least a few of his own people.

Booker T. Washington, Builder of a Civilization · 第 1 / 21 段