JUNE.

Of the letters written by Toussaint and Pascal on the evening when news

arrived of the imposition of compulsory labour on the negroes, some

reached their destination; but one did not. That one was to

L'Ouverture's aide, Fontaine, at Cap Francais. It contained the

following:--

"It is said that General Leclerc is in a bad state of health at

Tortuga. Of this you will inform me. If you see the Captain-General,

be sure to tell him that the cultivators are no longer disposed to

obey me, for the planters wish to set them to work at Hericourt; which

they certainly ought not to do.

"I have to ask you whether any one near the person of the

Captain-General can be gained to procure the release of D--, who would

be very useful to me from his influence at La Nouvelle, and elsewhere.

"Acquaint Gingembre that he is not to quit the Borgne, where the

cultivators must not be set to work."

This letter never reached Fontaine, but was, instead, made the subject

of a consultation in the Captain-General's quarters. Amidst the

boastings which he sent home, and by which France was amused, Leclerc

felt that his thirty-five thousand soldiers had made no progress

whatever in the real conquest of Saint Domingo. He was aware that

France had less power there than before she had alienated L'Ouverture.

He felt that Toussaint was still the sovereign that he had been for ten

years past. He knew that a glance of the eye, a lifting of the hand,

from Toussaint, wrought more than sheaves of ordinances from himself,

and all the commendations and flatteries of the First Consul. Leclerc,

and the officers in his confidence, could never take a morning ride, or

give an evening party--they could never hear a negro singing, or amuse

themselves with children, playing on the shore or in the woods, without

being reminded that they were intruders, and that the native and

abundant loyalty of the inhabitants was all for their L'Ouverture, now

that France had put him in opposition to herself. Leclerc and his

confidential advisers committed the error of attributing all this to

Toussaint's personal qualities; and they drew the false inference (most

acceptable to the First Consul) that if Toussaint were out of the way,

all would be well for the purposes of France. Having never seriously

regarded the blacks as free men and fellow-citizens, these Frenchmen

omitted to perceive that a great part of their devotion to Toussaint was

loyalty to their race. Proceeding on this mistake, Leclerc and his

council, sanctioned by the First Consul, ruined their work, lost their

object, and brought irretrievable disgrace upon their names--some of

which are immortalised only by the infamy of the act which ensued.

From day-to-day, they endeavoured to entrap Toussaint; but he knew it,

surrounded as he was by faithful and vigilant friends. Day by day he

was warned of an ambush here, of spies there, or of an attempt meditated

for such an hour. During a fortnight of incessant designs upon his

person, he so baffled all attempts as to induce a sort of suspicion

among the French soldiery that he was protected by magic.

It was an anxious season for his family. Their only comfort was that it

would soon be over; that this, like all other evils connected with the

invasion, was to last only "till August;" the familiar words which were

the talisman of hope throughout the island. The household at Pongaudin

counted the days till August; but it was yet only the beginning of June;

and the season passed heavily away. On one occasion, a faithful servant

of Toussaint's was brought in dead--shot from a thicket which his master

was expected to pass. On another, the road home was believed to be

beset; and all the messengers sent by the family to warn him of his

danger were detained on some frivolous pretext; and the household were

at length relieved by his appearing from the garden, having returned in

a boat provided by some of his scouts. Now and then, some one mentioned

retiring to the mountains; but Toussaint would not hear of it. He said

it would be considered a breach of the treaty, and would forfeit all the

advantages to be expected from a few weeks' patience. The French were,

he knew, daily more enfeebled and distracted by sickness. Caution and

patience, for two months more, would probably secure freedom without

bloodshed. He had foreseen that the present perils would arise from the

truce; and still believed that it had better not have been made. But,

as he had agreed to it, the first breach should not be on his part.

If Toussaint owed his danger to Christophe, he owed him the protection

by which he had thus far been preserved. Worn as he was by perpetual

labour and anxiety, Henri seemed never to close his eyes in sleep during

this anxious season. He felt to the full his responsibility, from the

hour of the first discovery of French treachery towards his friend. By

day, he was scouring the country in the direction of Toussaint's rides.

By night, he was patrolling round the estate. It seemed as if his eye

pierced the deepest shades of the woods; as if his ear caught up

whispers from the council-chamber in Tortuga. For Henri's sake,

Toussaint ran no risks but such as duty absolutely required; for Henri's

sake, he freely accepted these toils on his behalf. He knew it to be

essential to Henri's future peace that his personal safety should be

preserved through this season, and that Henri himself should be his

chief guardian.

Henri himself did not ask him to give up his rides. It was necessary

that his people should have almost daily proof that he was among them,

safe and free. It was necessary that the French should discern no

symptom of fear, of shrinking, of departure from the mode of life he had

proposed on retiring to his estate. Almost daily, therefore, he rode;

and exhilarating did he find the rapid exercise, the danger, and, above

all, the knowledge he gained of the condition of his people, in fortunes

and in mind, and the confidence with which they hailed him, the

constancy with which they appealed to his authority, wherever he

appeared.

This knowledge enabled him to keep up more than the show of co-operation

with the French in matters which concerned the welfare of the people.

He pointed out gross abuses; and Leclerc hastened to remedy them.

Leclerc consulted him occasionally in local affairs, and had his best

advice. This kind of correspondence, useful and innocent, could not

have been carried on to equal purpose but for Toussaint's rides.

By such excursions he verified a cause of complaint, concerning which he

had received applications at home. In dispersing his troops over the

colony, Leclerc had taken care to quarter a very large proportion in the

districts near Gonaives, so as to enclose the residence of Toussaint

with the best of the French forces. The canton of Henneri was

overcharged with these troops; so that the inhabitants were oppressed,

and the soldiers themselves suffered from scarcity of food, and from the

fever which raged in their crowded quarters. Having ascertained this to

be the fact, Toussaint wrote to represent the case to Leclerc, and

received a speedy and favourable reply. By Leclerc's command, General

Brunet wrote that this was an affair which came within his department;

that he was necessarily ignorant of the localities of Saint Domingo, and

of their respective resources; and that he should be thankful for

information and guidance from one who had a perfect knowledge of these

circumstances. He proposed that General Toussaint should meet him in

the centre of the canton of Henneri, and instruct him concerning the

better distribution of the troops.

"See these whites!" said Toussaint, handing the letter to Monsieur

Pascal. "Till they find they are wrong, they have no misgivings; they

know everything; and they are obliged at last to come, and learn of old

Toussaint."

"You will not meet General Brunet, as he proposes," said Monsieur

Pascal. "You will not place yourself in the centre of the canton, among

their troops?"

"No, no; you will not! You will not think of going!" cried Madame

L'Ouverture.

"For once, Margot, you bear ill-will towards those who compliment your

husband," said Toussaint, smiling. "But be easy; I shall not go to the

canton of Henneri. If I walk into a pitfall, it shall not be after

having seen it made. I must meet General Brunet, however. I shall

invite him here with an escort of twenty soldiers; promising to limit my

own guard to that number."

"He will not come," said Monsieur Pascal.

"I think he will; not because they trust me, for they know not what

trust is; but because I could gain nothing by any injury to General

Brunet and twenty soldiers that could compensate for a breach of the

treaty."

"The gain, from capture or violence, would be all the other way,

certainly," said Pascal, in a low voice.

"Henri will take care that General Brunet's is _bona fide_ an escort of

twenty. There is reason for the meeting taking place here. Maps will

be wanted, and other assistance which we might not remember to provide

elsewhere. General Brunet must be my guest; and Madame L'Ouverture will

make him admire our hospitality."

General Brunet immediately accepted the invitation, promising to present

himself at Pongaudin on the tenth of June.