CHAPTER XIII

THE CARIBBEAN WORLD

Readers of Robinson Crusoe associate the Caribbean Sea with piracy and

rum, but usually have few other ideas on the subject. Most people of the

United States have scarcely so much as heard that there be any Caribbean

world except that it is somewhere in the tropics.

To be sure, the Caribbean Sea has a way of impressing itself upon those

who sail its troubled tides. Perhaps the shades of the villains who used

to cross these waters on their murderous expeditions still linger to raise

the adverse winds and toss the seasick passenger in his misery. Certain it

is that very few travelers have any affection for the seven hundred miles

of salt water between the Mosquito Coast and the islands so notorious in

the sixteenth century.

It is with something of surprise, then, that the prowler about Panama

learns of a homogeneous population living on the chain of islands that

begins below Porto Rico and swings downward in a graceful curve to the tip

of the South American coast. These Lesser Antilles mark the eastern

boundaries of the famous, or _in_famous, Caribbean Sea. Though small in

size, their considerable numbers and large populations make them

important. If they are not so well known now, at least they have the

distinction of having been discovered by Columbus when he set out to find

a way to the East Indies and discovered the West Indies instead.

[Illustration: COSTA RICA FARM HOME]

The political complexion of these islands varies greatly. Government is

shared by Spain, France, England, and the United States, and the languages

spoken conform to the governing power. The purchase of the Danish West

Indies has given the United States a permanent and prominent influence in

the group.

No account of matters Panamanian could omit reference to the people of

this West Indian world. From the beginning of Panama's history Caribbean

adventurers have crossed the sea in any craft that would float, and have

played a large part in the restless events of the Isthmus. West Indian

influence and blood were mingled with the history of the Isthmus for four

hundred years, and in these last days it has been the West Indian who

furnished the labor that dug the Panama Canal, and who still contributes

the brawn and perspiration for the work of the Canal Zone. Twenty-five

thousand of these people live on or near the Zone and are employed by its

government, and probably as many more live near by and mingle with the

native life of Panama. All through the interior there are always some West

Indians.

Without the West Indian the digging of the Canal would not have been

impossible, but would have been much more difficult. Chinese coolies would

have cost more to import and could hardly have worked for less money.

Considering the cost of living on the Canal Zone, the West Indian has

furnished some of the cheapest labor in the world. In construction days

the nine or ten cents an hour wage was more than the black man had

received at home, but his living expenses on the Zone were very much

higher than on the Caribbean Islands. The wage scale of the West Indian on

the Canal Zone has been revised and increased several times by the

American government in an effort to keep pace with the rising cost of

living; but it must be said that the laborer's wage of about thirty

dollars a month, with from three dollars to six dollars deducted for the

rent of two rooms, does not afford a very sumptuous living for a man and

his family. The "silver" man on the Zone pays the same price for his food

and clothes as does the "gold" white man who receives twenty-five per cent

higher wages than is paid for the same work in the States, and in addition

has a furnished apartment or cottage free of rent cost. The men on the

"gold" rate complain of the high cost of living. What they would do if

reduced to one sixth of their present wages they do not stop to consider.

It is not a pleasant subject to face, but it is hoped that the wages of

the West Indian may be lifted to the point where he can at least buy food

enough to keep him in good physical condition.

The West Indies furnishes the plantation labor of Panama and Costa Rica,

without which there would be little plantation work done. In the hot and

humid banana groves he endures the temperature and handles the huge banana

bunches as though born for the job, as perhaps he is. Out from Almirante

and Puerto Limon range the tracks of the plantation railroads through

hundreds of miles of banana forests, where the black man supplies the

labor for the largest farms in the world. Forty or fifty thousand of these

people live on and about the plantations of the Atlantic coast and without

them the largest agricultural enterprise ever carried on under one

management would collapse.

The West Indian on the Isthmus is not the West Indian at home. He may live

and die on the mainland, but he thinks in terms of the islands from which

he came. Like the American Negro, he is of African descent, but his

African origin is so remote that no trace of it remains in his

consciousness, though it is evident in his psychology. Most of the West

Indians about the Canal Zone dream of returning to the islands again.

These people of the Caribbean world have a decided race consciousness, and

in their thinking and living are a world unto themselves. Separate and

distinct from the Greater Antilles and the mainland, they know very little

of the continental life and customs, and any attempt to classify them with

American Negroes or Europeans raises a set of social problems difficult to

solve.

[Illustration: BANANAS THIRTY FEET HIGH]

To the North American the mental processes of the West Indian are a

psychological jungle in which the explorer is soon lost. Perhaps no one

has yet essayed to really understand this man, and those who have tried to

analyze him maintain that he does not understand himself. Certain it is

that he does not trouble himself with any self-analysis. He has enough

other things to occupy his attention. With the psychological background of

his remote African ancestors, his race characteristics have changed very

little since the days when his forefathers were forcibly torn from their

native land and deported into savage slavery.

[Illustration: SAN BLAS INDIANS HAVE "POKER FACES"]

The social sanctions of the West Indian are rigid and well established.

The list of forbidden things is long and complex, and of signs, and dreams

and portents, strange and powerful, there seems no end. Numerous negatives

appear in his social and personal creed, and he who violates these

prohibitions must be a courageous soul. To introduce any original, new

idea into this scheme of things is a difficult task, and is apt to arouse

a whole chain of reactions, complex and mysterious. This man will follow

literally any able leadership, but the leader must go in the direction of

the established currents of opinion or he will have a hard time of it.

The West Indian has a religious capacity that impresses the visitor as a

remarkable aptitude for things sacred. Such, indeed, it is. And the

religious life of the earnest and conscientious members of this race

exhibits a fine type of devotion and sacrifice. As might be expected,

there is free expression of emotional experience, but on the whole those

who are truly religious match their songs by their deeds and their

testimonies by their lives. Practically nothing is known on the Isthmus of

anything bordering on hysteria. When it comes to familiarity with the

English Bible the average church member will put to shame his white

friend, and in interpretation of scripture some very unique and

interesting efforts are produced.

In matters of doctrine most of these people are rigid immersionists. The

women invariably wear their hats in church, on the ground that Saint Paul

commanded such observance, but they ignore the exhortation of the same

apostle that the women keep silence in the churches. All special occasions

possess thrilling interest, and almost any West Indian will go hungry to

get good clothes. How they manage to dress as well as they do on the

incomes they receive is a mystery that has not yet been solved.

An experienced missionary among these people says that practically every

West Indian at some time in his life is a member of some church. If this

is true, many of the West Indians in Panama are backsliders, as a majority

are not at present showing any interest in Christian observances or moral

living. Possibly many of those who are genuinely devout and consistently

Christian establish a membership in several different churches, one after

the other. Tiring of one church, discontented with the pastor, or

encountering personal difficulties with other members, it is easy and

convenient to join some other congregation, and of split-ups and

break-offs there seems no end. Nearly every church on the Isthmus has had

its deflections and divisions, and anything like the modern movement

toward unity and cooperation of the Christian program is a _terra

incognita_ to this enthusiastic individualist.

A surprising thing is the capacity for financial self-sacrifice of the

West Indian. Out of the pennies that he receives as wages he contributes

liberally to the support of his church and for the education of his

children. Nearly all West Indian churches on and near the Canal Zone are

self-supporting, and nearly all West Indian schools are maintained from

tuition fees. If these people were to receive good wages, they would not

only wear good clothes but would contribute to community enterprises and

keep their children in school as long as possible. That the more dissolute

members of the community would spend their money for rum is no reason for

depriving the laborer of his hire.

[Illustration: WHERE STYLES MOLEST NO MORE]

Living without adequate means of recreation or possibilities of culture or

wide information, life is nevertheless saved from deadly monotony by the

exercise of the high gifts of controversy. When it comes to a straight,

head-on wrangle the West Indian shines in a glory all his own. Not even a

loquacious Oriental can surpass his powers of abuse and lordly contempt

for his adversary. If words were bullets, the whole population would

perish in twenty-four hours, innocent and guilty together. To the

uninitiated bystander it seems that an empire is being lost, but the

old-timers cease to heed the quarreling and go their way indifferent to

the social safety valve of these greatest natural controversialists of the

tropic world. A young woman on the train in Costa Rica left her seat to

speak to a friend and another girl slipped in next to the window. When the

visitor returned the program began. Back and forth flew claims, charges

and counter-charges as to the ownership of the seat. With indescribable

scorn the usurper said, "Do you want a seat in my lap?" which provoked

"Ah, now I see how you was raised."

"Indeed, and you have no manners at all, it is plain to be seen."

Back and forth the duel rages until the first claimant sought another

seat, saying, "I certainly does respect myself too highly to sit by the

likes of you."

The combat closed thus: "When I look upon you I know what you is, for I

can read your face."

All of which falls flat without the wholly inimitable accent of the

Jamaican dialect.

This accent of the British subject in the West Indies is a dialect so

peculiar that it defies the most skillful impersonators. Somehow only

those to the manner born seem able to acquire or imitate the strong

combination of London cockney and African rhythm. The more intelligent and

better-educated people speak intelligibly, but it is common to hear

alleged English that is almost impossible to understand. There is not the

slightest resemblance to the traditional dialect of the Southern Negro,

and as for expressing it in cold type there is no alphabet on earth that

can represent the sounds and inflections produced.

The West Indian in Panama has a certain economic efficiency on the level

to which he has been trained, otherwise he would not have been brought to

the Zone by tens of thousands and retained there through the years of

Canal construction on into the present period of operation and

maintenance. Under a boss this man is faithful and efficient, provided the

task assigned him is within the scope of his training and ability. And

however slow or inaccurate he may be, he can hardly help earning the wages

that he receives. And if he did not work at all, the patience with which

he endures the frequent abuse and cursings of the impatient gang bosses

ought to be worth something. Certainly, the reader of this would not take

what is handed out to the West Indian for ten times his wages. It is true

that he is not strong on independent judgment, and that when left to his

own counsel he may do some strange things and perhaps very little of

anything. But how is a man to develop judgment who has never borne

responsibility?

Deep down in the heart of this man is slowly rising a resentment against

the economic conditions he finds on the Zone, and in many cases silent and

dangerous hate is gradually filling the hearts of the unorganized and

helpless "silver" men. Unless conditions are improved the time may come

when this resentment may flare up in a useless and hopeless protest. But

it is more likely that the wage scale will be readjusted from time to time

and the explosion forestalled. Occasionally some of these people get away

to the United States, but none of them ever return. For them the

patriarchal Canal Zone offers no attractions compared with the free

competition of the States. It is maintained by officials of the Zone that

the wage scale is as high as available funds will warrant; that if the

West Indian had any more money, it would do him no good, and that the

increases in wages already granted have fully kept pace with the rise in

the cost of living.

In matters of personal morals the West Indian is accused of loose

matrimonial practices. A priest said to me one day that if two

commandments--the seventh and eighth--could be omitted from the Ten, the

West Indian would get along all right. This slander is not deserved; but

investigation into facts reveals that the morals of the West Indians are

but little better than those of Panama. Concubinage is widely practiced,

with a system of financial support; but no more so than everywhere else in

the tropics except on the Canal Zone, where moral conditions are

exceptionally good. The remark of the priest may have been due to the fact

that most of the West Indians are Protestants.

Some characteristics of rare merit and interest occasionally arise among

these people. They do not sing as well as their northern cousins, but they

produce orators of no mean ability. Earnest, consistent, faithful,

affectionate, and original in expression, the best of these people afford

promise of what may be expected when better conditions bring large

opportunity.

[Illustration: CHINESE ALWAYS START A SCHOOL]

[Illustration: "SCHOOLDAYS"]

Like other races not long exposed to civilization, the children of these

people show surprising precocity. They give excellent account of

themselves in primary schools, and in performances at public

entertainments they are letter-perfect. Fifty numbers on a program and

never a slip or a failure throughout, and not a complaint or criticism

except that it was a little short. One large church established a record

by producing a Christmas program containing one hundred and eight numbers.

Through the primary years these youngsters sometimes surpass their white

friends, but the economic pressure of living conditions crowds them nearly

all out of school at the end of the fourth or fifth grade. Once they get a

groundwork in the three "Rs" they are considered well educated for life.

As may be expected, the birth rate is high, but large families are rare

because of the distressing and unnecessary high rate of infant mortality.

How could it be otherwise when a whole family lives in one room on

twenty-five dollars a month with food at New York prices?

That the Jamaicans are a gregarious folk is to be expected. The social

instinct is always strong in any people of African descent. Canal Zone

bosses complain that their employees prefer to leave the clean and

sanitary quarters of the Zone and live in the Guachapali and San Miguel

districts of Panama and in Colon, where they are crowded together in a way

that would prove fatal to a white man. The constant company and crowded

conditions do not trouble the West Indians, whereas the rigid restrictions

of the silver quarters of the Zone he often finds objectionable.

What the West Indian most needs is a fair chance. He is cursed and

disparaged on every hand. He is to blame for being ragged and unwashed,

but when he goes hungry and dresses up, then he is a hopeless spendthrift

and a fraudulent dude. It is useless to pay him fair wages because he

would spend the money. Unscrupulous landlords are allowed to extort

enormous rents for wretched quarters in Panama and Colon, because, if the

Jamaican did not spend his money that way, he would pay it out for

something else. He is looked down upon as not being highly educated, and

it is claimed that the more he knows the worse off he is. No matter what

happens he is to blame. If the cholera should appear in Panama, or the

Gold Hill should slide into the Canal, the West Indian would be the guilty

party. Surely, he is worth his wages merely as a target for the verbal

explosions of his boss. Some men would have difficulty in holding their

jobs were it not for the timely assistance of this "goat" of the Zone.

Living conditions in Caledonia and Guachapali would give the New York East

Side something to think about. Rooms ten or twelve feet square are rented

out to families who usually stretch a curtain across the middle, sleep

huddled together in the rear at night, and live in the front of the "flat"

the rest of the time. From some primitive prejudice comes a violent

dislike of fresh air, especially at night, when every room is as nearly as

possible hermetically sealed. In a tropical temperature no one has yet

explained how the inmates live till morning.

Naked children swarm in the streets. At first the visitor is properly

shocked, but soon ceases to notice these ebony cherubs. In time, however,

one does get tired of it. Along the sidewalks and in the doorsteps the

evening hours are turned into neighborhood debating societies and

wrangling clubs, and between the arguments and disputes, and the always

nearby street meeting, there is never a dull moment. That is why they

prefer living there to the quiet and monotonous life in the silver town on

the Zone.

Religious gatherings on the street are a marked feature of the night life

of this part of the city. Torchlights and crowds, vigorous singing and

enthusiastic exhortations mark the visible features of the efforts of

these earnest persuaders of their neighbors to flee from the wrath to

come. If street demonstrations were confined to religious meetings, all

might be well. While ever-present canteenas dispense cheap and deadly rum

there will always be people who will go hungry and ragged to buy

"firewater," and with one or two drinks aboard the West Indian becomes a

very talkative and quarrelsome person. Often have I seen sidewalks

spattered with blood, and a common sight is that of a couple of policemen

leading away a gory victim or culprit.

So scanty is the food ration of these people that the general custom

prevails of eating very little during the day and then making a feast at

night of whatever food can be secured. The Methodist missionary school in

this district established a soup line at noon for the feeding of hungry

babies who came to the school without their breakfast and had nothing at

home to eat at noon. Any sort of "learning" under such circumstances was

impossible.

Three or four things must be supplied if the West Indian is to rise above

his present level. He needs living wages, he needs intelligent and

responsible leadership; he needs a better education, and he needs a

broader social basis and a wider horizon for his circle of life.

There are a few lawyers and doctors and teachers of this race, and there

are a number of preachers, who consider themselves to be the

intellectuals, but there is no concert of purpose or plan for progress

among these people. Each man is intent upon exalting his own personal

prominence, or furthering the interests of the little group to which he

belongs. West Indian life at present is segregated into little cliques and

rings, represented by churches, lodges, dancing clubs, and other

organizations. So far no common cause has united any of these factors in

any program of progress. So intent are they upon individual emphasis that

any thought of the social whole seems almost impossible. Several efforts

have been made to unite in a common program of service the different

churches in a given community, but so far small success has attended these

worthy plans.

Perhaps more than almost anything else the West Indian needs racial

self-respect. He is humble enough before his boss, and if well treated is

loyal and faithful; but for his own kind he has little appreciation. "I

will never work for my own color," boasted a proud cook one day. And one

of the most difficult problems of the missionary grows out of the fact

that the West Indians generally despise each other. To arouse leadership

and stimulate ambition among a people who look down upon themselves is a

big task. The individual man will have to get his mind on something

besides his effort to exalt himself above all his fellows before any great

progress can be made. The fundamental trouble with the West Indian is that

he looks up to those whom he considers his superiors and looks down upon

everybody else. It seems difficult for him to look across or on a level,

and recognize other people as being on the same plane with himself.

The educational equipment of these people needs to be extended beyond the

present mere elements of reading, writing, and arithmetic. Some

intellectual window into the great world out beyond the Caribbean Sea must

be provided if there is to be deliverance from the superstition and

iron-bound customs that have held them fast for ten thousand years.

What the West Indian needs is not more vigorous swaying of congregations

nor more loudly shouting enthusiasts, but a program of Christian living

that will enlarge the boundaries of life and push back the horizons of

interest. Debating societies, reading courses, study clubs, extension

lectures, night schools, vocational training, good moving picture

programs--all of these will do much to break the spell of the past and

introduce new ideas where they will take root and bear harvest. Here is a

fertile field for a Christian settlement, but the settlement worker should

be a resident of the community. One difficulty with the mission work now

conducted is that it is done from the top down, and from the outside in.

Any attempt toward higher education will need some endowment. It is a

tragedy that these people, out of their wretched poverty, are compelled to

pay tuition fees for the meager education that their children receive.

Some of the plans now being formulated for a broader work in these

communities deserve every encouragement and support.

It is greatly to the credit of the West Indian that he nearly always

manages in some way to send his children to school, cost what it may.

Considering his opportunities, he does well. If the American people were

suddenly asked to pay one or two dollars a month for each child sent to

school, there would be educational revolution.

It is the intention of the Canal Zone government to house its employees on

the Zone as soon as quarters can be provided, but this will require some

time. As all "silver" employees are charged a monthly rent for these

quarters, the project is a business matter for the Zone. Twelve families

are usually quartered in one two-story house, two rooms and a porch

section to the family, with two wash rooms and sanitary quarters for the

whole house. At five dollars per month rent for each family, the house

yields an income of eight hundred and forty dollars per year. In a

building of about the same size four white families would be quartered

rent free.

[Illustration: THREE IN A ROW]

[Illustration: MOTHER, HOME, AND--THE SIMPLE LIFE]

There is abundant opportunity in the Republic of Panama for the

organization of agricultural colonization schemes. Good land is plentiful.

Families could be placed on the land without much housing expense, and if

food could be supplied them for a few months, self-support would soon be

established. Some philanthropist might render valuable service and open up

new opportunities for a large number of these people by placing them out

on the land where each family could have its own house and where better

conditions prevail. A colony of one thousand souls grouped about a central

church and school and store would afford new hope and better living to

these dwellers in the crowded tenements.

What may be the future of the West Indian on the Isthmus is not yet

clearly established, and the Canal Zone authorities have heretofore

regarded the "silver" men as more of a temporary necessity than permanent

residents. As industrial conditions on the Zone become more stable,

however, it appears that there always will be needed a large labor force

with a minimum of about twenty thousand people; and unless some new factor

appears or is imported, the West Indian is going to supply this labor

demand for years to come. This being the case, the laborer is worthy of

his hire and should be paid a fair wage for what he does. And the

missionaries and social workers who are interested in the welfare of these

people need a coordinated and unified program of religious and educational

advance. So long as the present disjointed and unconnected methods are

followed, scattering and sometimes inharmonious results will appear.

So long as there is work for a laborer in Panama, so long the Caribbean

man will be found here in such numbers as may be needed, and so long as he

is here he at least deserves good treatment.

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