CHAPTER XX

A TRUE DEMOCRAT

"Who can, with patience, for a moment see

The medley mass of pride and misery,

Of whips and charters, manacles and rights,

Of slaving blacks and democratic whites,

And all the piebald policy that reigns

In free confusion o'er Columbia's plains?

To think that man, thou just and gentle God!

Should stand before thee with a tyrant's rod,

O'er creatures like himself, with souls from thee,

Yet dare to boast of perfect liberty!"--Thomas Moore.

EDUCATED in a free state, and marrying a wife who had been a

victim to the institution of slavery, Henry Morton became

strongly opposed to the system. His two daughters, at the age of

twelve years, were sent to the North to finish their education,

and to receive that refinement that young ladies cannot obtain in

the Slave States. Although he did not publicly advocate the

abolition of slavery, he often made himself obnoxious to private

circles, owing to the denunciatory manner in which he condemned

the "peculiar institution." Being one evening at a party, and

hearing one of the company talking loudly of the glory and

freedom of American institutions, he gave it as his opinion that,

unless slavery was speedily abolished, it would be the ruin of

the Union. "It is not our boast of freedom," said he, "that will

cause us to be respected abroad. It is not our loud talk in

favour of liberty that will cause us to be regarded as friends of

human freedom; but our acts will be scrutinised by the people of

other countries. We say much against European despotism; let us

look to ourselves. That government is despotic where the rulers

govern subjects by their own mere will--by decrees and laws

emanating from their uncontrolled will, in the enactment and

execution of which the ruled have no voice, and under which they

have no right except at the will of the rulers. Despotism does

not depend upon the number of the rulers, or the number of the

subjects. It may have one ruler or many. Rome was a despotism

under Nero; so she was under the triumvirate. Athens was a

despotism under Thirty Tyrants; under her Four Hundred Tyrants;

under her Three Thousand Tyrants. It has been generally observed

that despotism increases in severity with the number of despots;

the responsibility is more divided, and the claims more numerous.

The triumvirs each demanded his victims. The smaller the number

of subjects in proportion to the tyrants, the more cruel the

oppression, because the less danger from rebellion. In this

government, the free white citizens are the rulers--the

sovereigns, as we delight to be called. All others are subjects.

There are, perhaps, some sixteen or seventeen millions of

sovereigns, and four millions of subjects.

"The rulers and the ruled are of all colours, from the clear

white of the Caucasian tribes to the swarthy Ethiopian. The

former, by courtesy, are all called white, the latter black. In

this government the subject has no rights, social, political, or

personal. He has no voice in the laws which govern him. He can

hold no property. His very wife and children are not his. His

labour is another's. He, and all that appertain to him, are the

absolute property of his rulers. He is governed, bought, sold,

punished, executed, by laws to which he never gave his assent,

and by rulers whom he never chose. He is not a serf merely, with

half the rights of men like the subjects of despotic Russia; but

a native slave, stripped of every right which God and nature gave

him, and which the high spirit of our revolution declared

inalienable which he himself could not surrender, and which man

could not take from him. Is he not then the subject of despotic

sway?

"The slaves of Athens and Rome were free in comparison. They had

some rights--could acquire some property; could choose their own

masters, and purchase their own freedom; and, when free, could

rise in social and political life. The slaves of America, then,

lie under the most absolute and grinding despotism that the world

ever saw. But who are the despots? The rulers of the country--the

sovereign people! Not merely the slaveholder who cracks the lash.

He is but the instrument in the hands of despotism. That

despotism is the government of the Slave States, and the United

States, consisting of all its rulers all the free citizens. Do

not look upon this as a paradox, because you and I and the

sixteen millions of rulers are free. The rulers of every despotism

are free. Nicholas of Russia is free. The grand Sultan of Turkey

is free. The butcher of Austria is free. Augustus, Anthony, and

Lepidus were free, while they drenched Rome in blood. The Thirty

Tyrants--the Four Hundred--the Three Thousand, were free while they

bound their countrymen in chains. You, and I, and the sixteen

millions are free, while we fasten iron chains, and rivet

manacles on four millions of our fellowmen--take their wives and

children from them--separate them--sell them, and doom them to

perpetual, eternal bondage. Are we not then despots--despots such

as history will brand and God abhor?

"We, as individuals, are fast losing our reputation for honest

dealing. Our nation is losing its character. The loss of a firm

national character, or the degradation of a nation's honour, is

the inevitable prelude to her destruction. Behold the once proud

fabric of a Roman empire--an empire carrying its arts and arms

into every part of the Eastern continent; the monarchs of mighty

kingdoms dragged at the wheels of her triumphal chariots; her

eagle waving over the ruins of desolated countries; where is her

splendour, her wealth, her power, her glory? Extinguished for

ever. Her mouldering temples, the mournful vestiges of her former

grandeur, afford a shelter to her muttering monks. Where are her

statesmen, her sages, her philosophers, her orators, generals?

Go to their solitary tombs and inquire. She lost her national

character, and her destruction followed. The ramparts of her

national pride were broken down, and Vandalism desolated her

classic fields. Then let the people of our country take warning

ere it is too late. But most of us say to ourselves,

"'Who questions the right of mankind to be free?

Yet, what are the rights of the Negro to me?

I'm well fed and clothed, I have plenty of pelf--

I'll care for the blacks when I turn black myself.'

"New Orleans is doubtless the most immoral place in the United

States. The theatres are open on the Sabbath. Bull-fights,

horse-racing, and other cruel amusements are carried on in this

city to an extent unknown in any other part of the Union. The most

stringent laws have been passed in that city against Negroes, yet

a few years since the State Legislature passed a special act to

enable a white man to marry a coloured woman, on account of her

being possessed of a large fortune. And, very recently, the

following paragraph appeared in the city papers:--

"'There has been quite a stir recently in this city, in

consequence of a marriage of a white man, named Buddington, a

teller in the Canal Bank, to the Negro daughter of one of the

wealthiest merchants. Buddington, before he could be married

was obliged to swear that he had Negro blood in his veins, and

to do this he made an incision in his arm, and put some of her

blood in the cut. The ceremony was performed by a Catholic

clergyman, and the bridegroom has received with his wife a fortune

of fifty or sixty thousand dollars.'

"It seems that the fifty or sixty thousand dollars entirely

covered the Negro woman's black skin, and the law prohibiting

marriage between blacks and whites was laid aside for the

occasion."

Althesa felt proud, as well she might, at her husband's taking

such high ground in a slaveholding city like New Orleans.

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