BORN and educated at the North, in taking up my residence in a

slave-holding state, it was with all my feelings arrayed against

slavery, and in the fear that I should be compelled to witness

those brutal scenes of oppression and injustice, which have been so

industriously circulated against slave-holders, and their obsequious

overseers. I had seen prints portraying merciless masters--tyrants

rather--in the act of applying the lash to the naked backs of their

unhappy victims, whose supplicating looks might have drawn pity from

a heart of adamant. I had heard tales of overseers, which made me

blush to think myself a man, so foully were they pictured, and which,

if true, must have made the earth groan to bear such monsters on its

surface. I regarded a slave-holder as lost to all the finer feelings

of humanity, and an involuntary sympathy for their unfortunate

dependants occasioned in me a constant watchfulness over every word,

and look, and act, that passed between master or mistress and their

slaves. I have said that I expected to meet with many revolting

incidents--we shall see with what coloring of justice; and let it

be remembered, that in penning these desultory observations, I am

actuated by no motive, save that of disabusing the public mind from

the misrepresentations of ignorant or designing persons.

Pirates and man-stealers are the epithets usually bestowed upon

the planters of the South. Abuse is not argument, neither can the

calling of hard names abate one jot of oppression. Thus far, it

has rivetted the chains of the slave more closely. The confidence

which formerly existed between master and slave, has given way to

a watchful suspicion on the one side, and a sullen reserve on the

other; with the curtailment of many privileges formerly bestowed,

and which, from long usage, had become matters of course. This has

been one result of the efforts of abolitionists; and those worthies

may place this to the account of their own intemperate measures.

Were the enemies of slavery to predicate their sentiments on other

grounds than the alleged cruelties practised upon the persons of

slaves, southern people would probably bestow on them that degree

of attention which the subject justly merits. Were they simply to

assert that it is at variance with the enlightenment and liberality

of the present age; that mere matter of expediency would one day

render slavery a greater curse than it already is; that England has

set an example which she expects us to follow, and that the eyes of

all Europe are upon us; as men of understanding, they would ere this

have been inquiring, 'What is best to be done?' But no. Americans

have abused their brothers; have represented them to be monsters

of brutality--murderers, in fine, living without law and without

decency. Britain has been appealed to for pecuniary aid; and she too

has hurled her measure of anathema upon us. She has, however, but

too recently liberated her own slaves, to say much upon the subject;

and whether the condition of the blacks in the West Indies has been

improved by the change, remains yet to be seen. Look at the British

possessions in the East Indies; at Russia, with her thousands of

white slaves. Turn to unhappy Ireland, bowed, even to her own emerald

sward, with oppression; and what consistency is there in this hue

and cry, against one only of the existent evils, to the exclusion of

others of equal importance?

I have sojourned for a season in no less than six of the southern

states, in one of which I resided upward of two years, and had every

opportunity, in my professional capacity, for seeing and knowing the

truth; and I honestly and firmly declare, that the atrocities and

brutal character attributed to the slave-holder, is a most foul and

unnatural slander. Can it be believed, that men would countenance

each other, that such a state of society could exist, where a man

would destroy a fellow being, with as little remorse as he would

crush a scorpion that crossed his path? Were they restrained by no

other feeling, that of avarice alone would prevent such barbarity;

for it cannot be supposed that a man would deliberately burn, shoot,

or otherwise injure or maim a piece of property that he could at any

moment dispose of for several hundred pounds. It is not credible; yet

such is represented to be a case of frequent occurrence. Verily, the

people, both of Great Britain and America, are one and all possessed

of marvellous gullibilities!

Soon after my settlement on the St. John's river in East Florida,

a report was circulated that a planter on the opposite side of

the river had whipped a slave to death. The people, so far from

appearing indifferent, and attempting to hide such an occurrence,

rose simultaneously. By order of a magistrate of the city of

Jacksonville, inquiries were instituted, and it was ascertained that

a slave had died soon after receiving a flogging from his master. The

body was disinterred, but as no marks of violence were discovered,

it was again buried, and the owner put under bonds of ten thousand

dollars, for his good treatment to his slaves; beside being prevented

in future from whipping, or causing a slave to be whipped, on his

plantation. When coercion was necessary, he was compelled to inform

the magistrates of the county, and they meted out the punishment.

This man was a native of one of our eastern states, and, as is

invariably the case with such, was severe to his slaves. Northern

people possess too much energy and decision of character to be

patiently served by indolent servants; and there, they must either

wait upon themselves, or receive attendance when and how they can;

for a southern negro moves with about as much rapidity as a snail:

and hence, when a northern man becomes a master, he is usually a hard

one. One other instance I knew of, and that also was a northern man;

one of the wealthiest in the territory, and at the same time the

most despised. This planter lived sixty miles from where I resided;

yet ask a child, either white or black, who was a hard master, and

the answer unhesitatingly was, 'Bulow is a hard master.' He had

no family, and was shunned by every respectable white person who

knew him. In fact, during the summer months that he resided off his

plantation, he found it difficult to obtain board in any respectable

hotel, so prejudiced were people against him. Public opinion is an

ordeal that many men dare brave; but public abhorrence none but the

most hardened can endure. A master cannot hide his cruelties; negroes

have too much communication with each other, and with neighboring

plantations, not to trumpet loudly their hardships; and abject as

their condition is, they do not tamely submit to an encroachment upon

their rights or privileges. Infringe either the one or the other, and

they become as inveterate grumblers as John Bull himself.

That magistrates are not always imbued with a sense of justice, we

learn from that very respectable source, our spelling-book, in the

story of the judge and the farmer; and a very little of every day's

observation will prove to us that the species is not extinct. One of

this class hired two negroes for two months, of a highly respectable

planter in my neighborhood, to send with a partner about thirty

miles distant, for the purpose of planting an orange grove. They

had been absent about six weeks, when one of the men returned very

unexpectedly to his master, complaining of ill treatment. He stated

that they had been kept in the water for many days, in building

a dock, with bad and scanty food; that he became sick, but being

threatened, was obliged to work; and finally being unable to endure

it any longer, he left his companion, and taking a canoe belonging

to the firm, had returned home. His master felt for him, but urged

his return till the expiration of the engagement. This the negro

resolutely refused, saying he should only be whipped if he returned.

The magistrate, on learning that one of the men had left his service,

with bad accounts of the treatment he had received, instantly lodged

him in jail on a charge of stealing the canoe. Nothing could be

farther from the truth than this charge, and he knew it well; but he

had long indulged a private pique against the owner of these slaves,

who had more than once reproved his excesses. After keeping the man

in jail for a week, he ordered him to receive forty lashes save one,

on his naked back, for a crime he had never thought of committing.

In vain the poor fellow protested his innocence; in vain his master

offered to pay treble the price of the canoe; the sentence was

awarded, and like Shylock, he would have his bond. The owner of these

slaves, a near descendant of the learned and admirable Sir Alexander

Crichton, was compelled to witness this violation of justice on the

person of one of his household, and this too from a man who had fled

from a northern city for defrauding his creditors. A whipping-post

ought justly to be considered an emblem of the dark ages; yet, to our

disgrace be it told, public whipping is still practised in some few

of our northern states; and fourteen years ago, I myself witnessed in

Jersey City, opposite to New-York, an aged woman, a _white_ woman,

taken to a post and publicly whipped for stealing a few articles of

clothing! We hope the day is not far distant, at least not forever

distant, when men shall be so taught, as to love and practice virtue

for its own sake. Then every man will pursue truth and justice with

his neighbor; then oppression shall no more stalk the earth, and the

inferior passions of mankind yield to the intellectual and the moral.

This will be the anticipated millennium; and let the philanthropist

take heart, and pursue his onward course, which, though encompassed

by a thousand thorns, and of a thousand different hues, must

disappear under the sturdy culture of the indefatigable husbandman.

I have now stated the only acts of oppression that came to my

knowledge during my southern residence; and with far greater pleasure

can I bear testimony to the paternal character of masters. That

a strong feeling of attachment does exist between many masters

and slaves, no person who has spent any time with them can deny.

Frequently born on the same plantations, they have played together

as children, and together shared feats of peril in youth. I was

acquainted with the parties, where a slave, advanced in years, was

offered his freedom, for a small sum of money which he had saved by

over-work, by his young master, who soon after taking possession of

his property became embarrassed. 'No, massa George;' said the man, 'I

hab carried massa in my arms when him was a baby; and if I leave him

now, who will take care of me when I get old?' The slave was right;

for when they get past work, their old age is made comfortable. In

fact, the amount of labor required from a prime man or woman is

comparatively light. One quarter of an acre per day is their required

task, either of planting or digging. Ploughs are seldom used, and

almost all of them can finish their task in three-quarters of a day;

the remainder of the day is their own, and whatever they raise in

their own time, they receive the avails of. I have known instances

where they chiefly supplied the table of their master with chickens,

eggs, or fish, for which they received pay, or, as they sometimes

preferred bartering, sugar or molasses. The Sabbath is also their

own, on which many of them hunt, fish, or gather the moss which

grows on the live-oaks, and for which they receive four cents a

pound. Their weekly allowance is one peck of Indian corn per head,

which they grind into hominy or meal; several pounds of salt pork

or beef, with sweet potatoes and salt. Few masters, however, are

particular; they frequently receive many additions; and when sick,

are taken good care of. They receive two suits of coarse clothes in

a year, and the gay handkerchiefs, and fine calico dresses in which

the females always appear on the Sabbath, are purchased with the

proceeds of their extra labor. I have frequently been awakened on

moonlight nights with the songs of negroes approaching our settlement

to trade. With a written permit from their masters, they come in

boats from a distance of thirty or forty miles; and if they return

in time to commence their accustomed morning labor, all is well. The

effect of this kind of music in a calm night is singularly wild and

pleasing. They possess powerful voices, which can be heard for miles:

one or two carry the air, while all join in the chorus; keeping pace

in some measure with the strokes of their oars, each of which are

clearly heard long before they near the landing. They bring, on these

occasions, fowls, eggs, moss, ground or pea-nuts, with melons, and

other fruits; and sometimes trade to a considerable amount. Their

shopping consists in purchases of tobacco, coffee, or sugar, candles,

and fancy handkerchiefs. Their general appearance is plump, healthy,

and cheerful: living constantly in the open air, with a song for ever

on their lips, life seems to wear for them a holiday dress the year

round.

Will abolitionists believe this? It is true, nevertheless; and how

can it be otherwise, in those so perfectly exempt from care? The

scriptural command, 'Take no thought for the morrow,' is verified to

the letter in the slave. They have neither to provide for families,

for sickness, for the change of seasons, nor for any thing under

the sun. To perform their customary meed of labor, is all that is

required of them; this done, they prepare their suppers, when they

retire, if they choose, or dance to the violin, or amuse themselves

as they please. Most frequently, however, they assemble in front of

the kitchen, after the people in the 'house,' as the family mansion

is termed, have supped. A small fire of pine knots is kindled to

keep away insects, and one is soon greeted with a 'concord of sweet

sounds,' which sends off the youths of both sexes on 'the light

fantastic toe.' They possess full, rich voices; most of the men

perform on the violin, and many of them are proficients on that

instrument. Imitation is large in the negro; and at these meetings it

is a common amusement for them to mimic any peculiarity they may have

noticed in the dancing of whites. 'Phillis, now dance like fat Mrs.

----,' bawled out the master of ceremonies to a tidy girl of sixteen.

Her feats drew forth peals of laughter. 'See me dance like Mr.

----,' and in whipped a half-naked, strapping fellow, who received

his share of applause. Comparisons are said to be odious; but at

such moments I could not but contrast their condition with that of

our laboring whites. The latter, compelled to work from sunrise to

sunset to obtain a livelihood; a large family to provide for, during

many tedious and severe winter months, to say nothing of sickness,

casualties, etc., how can the father of a family divest himself of

the cares and responsibilities of his situation, to indulge in even

occasional relaxation and mirth? Worn out with the fatigues of the

day, and greeted on his arrival at home with a list of wants and

necessities, his life remains to the end one scene of self-denial and

hardship. He maintains his independence, and that of his family, but

at the expense of cheerfulness, and the foregoing of those innocent

recreations, which nature, or the great God of Nature, intended

for all. Exhausted at length with labor and anxieties, he sinks in

premature old age to a welcome tomb.

That this is the history of thousands, even in our own favored

country, is undeniable; and if we cast our eyes over the vast

continent of Europe, what find we but toil and wretchedness,

unknown in our western world? Were those who sigh and lament over

the miseries of slaves, to bestow a little of their superfluous

sympathy on the owners of slaves, it would be exceedingly better

appropriated. They need it more than their dependants, who are not

only eye-servants, but seemingly wilfully stupid. That they are less

intelligent and more brutish than many of the inferior animals, is a

lamentable fact; and that the circumstances in which they have been

placed, is one cause of this stupidity, is no less a fact; but that

they can ever attain to the intelligence of whites, I am not inclined

to admit. Nature, habit, opinion, have drawn lines of separation,

which can never be totally removed. It was remarked in the presence

of a French gentleman, who had spent some years in South America,

that the greatest prejudice existing in the minds of whites against

blacks was their color. 'Non, non,' he exclaimed with warmth; 'ce

n'est pas seulement leur couleur; d'autres sens outre celui de la vue

sont offensés.' And truly, place a person at a southern tea-table,

with the thermometer above 90°, and two or three black waiters in

attendance, with a half grown negro at his elbow, wielding a huge

feather fan, and unless his olfactories were more than ordinarily

obtuse, he would essay in vain to repeat with the tender Sappho,

'Come, gentle air!' That they are susceptible of culture, to a

certain extent, is correct; and that many of them possess what is

termed mother wit, I had daily opportunities of observing. This

species of humor is most frequently shown in the composition of their

songs, more particularly in their boat songs; in which I have known

the whole family receive sly thrusts from their negroes, while being

rowed by them, and which seldom failed in eliciting good-natured

mirth. Music is the life and soul of a southern negro: he does every

thing, but eat and sleep, with a tune.

Their organization seems to have been expressly adapted to the

climate in which they were to live. The hotter the weather, the

better it suits them; and when exposure would be fatal to whites,

a negro enjoys the best health. A boat with three hands was sent

for me, in the month of July, to visit a planter who was taken

suddenly ill. We left my residence at ten in the morning, of one of

the hottest days I have ever experienced. The atmosphere was nearly

suffocating, without the _slightest_ breath of air. The negroes were

clad in duck trowsers, and a shirt of the same material, with an

apology for a hat on the head of each. After rowing several miles,

one took off his hat, then another, and opened his collar; presently

the third threw down his, protesting it was too hot to wear a hat. I

carried with me a small pocket-thermometer, which I consulted, and it

stood at 103°, Fahrenheit, and I am confident that a white person,

to have been guilty of the same imprudence, would have fallen under

_coup de soleil_. I wore a large chip hat, and held an umbrella above

my head; yet when we reached the distance, which was fifteen miles,

my face and hands were in a light blister. The case to which I was

called was one of extreme urgency, and for which my presence was

required several days.

The evening before I left, I had the satisfaction of witnessing a

negro marriage, which had been delayed a day or two, in consequence

of the illness of their master. The groom was a fine young man, about

twenty; the bride was free, though the daughter of a slave. Children

always belong to the mother: hence if a slave marries a free woman,

their children are free, and _vice versa_. A tutor in the family

performed the ceremony, by reading our church service, the oldest

daughter of their master and myself being present. I believe this

wedding was something extraordinary, from the importance the blacks

seemed to feel on the occasion; and it certainly surpassed many white

weddings I have known. The bride was dressed in white, and after the

ceremony, wine was passed round, with very respectable wedding-cake,

and slices of cold venison. These were of course furnished by the

parties themselves; and the kitchen was the place of rendezvous,

which was crowded with all the slaves on the plantation; and being

Saturday night, their mirth sounded in our ears till midnight. The

next morning I accompanied my companions of the preceding night to

the negro quarter, about a quarter of a mile distant from the house,

where they were assembled according to custom. A chapter from the New

Testament was read to them, and the catechism taught to the children.

The father of the bride was a preacher, and on Sunday evenings he

usually held forth to his fellow servants. As I departed in the

afternoon, he was prevailed on to give his usual evening sermon that

morning. It was a curious medley, I must confess; and he wound up his

discourse, by urging his hearers to become religious, in order to get

to heaven; and by way of encouragement to their color, affirmed, that

a great many _indecent_ people were already in heaven.

And now, what shall be said of the licentiousness which exists in

the South? Shall we attempt to palliate the fact? Most assuredly no.

That there are children born on plantations, who are very nearly

white, and of whose paternity there can be no doubt, is no less a

fact; and this always appeared to me as one of the most disagreeable

features in slavery. I have known a few instances in which a favorite

slave kept pace with her mistress in increasing the family stock, if

not the name. These children are usually employed as house-servants

as they grow up; and the mistress, though perfectly aware of the

relationship, generally regards them with peculiar kindness and care.

Great pains are usually taken by the mother to let these unfortunates

know to whom they are indebted for existence; and whether this

knowledge renders them more faithful to the interests of the family,

or from whatever cause it may be, they are the best servants, and

the most attached, that I have ever seen. These practises are the

productive source of much domestic unhappiness. It is not to be

supposed that a wife can regard her sable rival with other feelings

than those of deep aversion and dislike; without the power to banish

such from her daily sight. Negroes themselves, the men particularly,

look with no very pleasant eye on such liaisons. A circumstance

was related to me by one of them, which had excited in his breast

much indignation. 'Do you think such things are right, massa?' he

asked, at the conclusion. I assured the honest fellow of my deep

disapprobation of such wickedness, which seemed to afford him much

satisfaction.

While I state that such practices do exist, let it not be understood

that I extend these connections to all planters, or even to the

greater number of them. Such an accusation would be destitute of

either truth or justice. That they exist at all, however, is at

variance with every principle of morality, and for which let not

the shadow of an excuse ever be made. Yet turn we to other portions

of civilized society, and what do we behold? Vice is vice, wherever

it is found; and let not the haughty man of fashion, who spends his

hundreds upon an unworthy mistress, or the systematic seducer of

female innocence, from whose fatal snares neither virgin purity,

nor the holiness of the marriage tie are exempt, let them not, I

say, join their polluted voices in the general cry of the monstrous

depravity and licentiousness of the South. First pull the beam from

the eye of self, and then turn we to convince our neighbor of the

mote that obscures his moral vision.

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