CHAPTER XIX.

THE CONSPIRATORS.

We owe our readers now some words of explanation respecting the new

personage who has been introduced into our history; therefore we must go

back somewhat, and allude to certain historical events of painful

significance.

It has been a problem to many, how the system of slavery in America

should unite the two apparent inconsistencies of a code of slave-laws

more severe than that of any other civilized nation, with an average

practice at least as indulgent as any other; for, bad as slavery is at

the best, it may yet be admitted that the practice, as a whole, has been

less cruel in this country than in many. An examination into history

will show us that the cruelty of the laws resulted from the effects of

indulgent practice. During the first years of importation of slaves into

South Carolina, they enjoyed many privileges. Those who lived in

intelligent families, and had any desire to learn, were instructed in

reading and writing. Liberty was given them to meet in assemblies of

worship, in class-meetings, and otherwise, without the presence of white

witnesses; and many were raised to situations of trust and consequence.

The result of this was the development of a good degree of intelligence

and manliness among the slaves. There arose among them grave,

thoughtful, energetic men, with their ears and eyes open, and their

minds constantly awake to compare and reason.

When minds come into this state, in a government professing to be

founded on principles of universal equality, it follows that almost

every public speech, document, or newspaper, becomes an incendiary

publication.

Of this fact the southern slave states have ever exhibited the most

singular unconsciousness. Documents containing sentiments most dangerous

for slaves to hear have been publicly read and applauded among them.

The slave has heard, amid shouts, on the Fourth of July, that his

masters held the truth to be self-evident that all men were born equal,

and had an _inalienable right_ to life, liberty, and the pursuit of

happiness; and that all governments derive their just power from the

consent of the governed. Even the mottoes of newspapers have embodied

sentiments of the most insurrectionary character.

Such inscriptions as "Resistance to tyrants is obedience to God" stand,

to this day, in large letters, at the head of southern newspapers; while

speeches of senators and public men, in which the principles of

universal democracy are asserted, are constant matters of discussion.

Under such circumstances, it is difficult to induce the servant, who

feels that he is a man, to draw those lines which seem so obvious to

masters, by whom this fact has been forgotten. Accordingly we find that

when the discussions for the admission of Missouri as a slave state

produced a wave whose waters undulated in every part of the Union, there

were found among the slaves men of unusual thought and vigor, who were

no inattentive witnesses and listeners. The discussions were printed in

the newspapers; and what was printed in the newspapers was further

discussed at the post-office door, in the tavern, in the bar-room, at

the dinner-party, where black servants were listening behind the chairs.

A free colored man in the city of Charleston, named Denmark Vesey, was

the one who had the hardihood to seek to use the electric fluid in the

cloud thus accumulated. He conceived the hopeless project of imitating

the example set by the American race, and achieving independence for the

blacks.

Our knowledge of this man is derived entirely from the printed reports

of the magistrates who gave an account of the insurrection, of which he

was the instigator, and who will not, of course, be supposed to be

unduly prejudiced in his favor. They state that he was first brought to

the country by one Captain Vesey, a young lad, distinguished for

personal beauty and great intelligence, and that he proved, for twenty

years, a most faithful slave; but, on drawing a prize of fifteen hundred

dollars in the lottery, he purchased his freedom of his master, and

worked as a carpenter in the city of Charleston. He was distinguished

for strength and activity, and, as the accounts state, maintained such

an irreproachable character, and enjoyed so much the confidence of the

whites, that when he was accused, the charge was not only discredited,

but he was not even arrested for several days after, and not till the

proof of his guilt had become too strong to be doubted. His historians

go on, with considerable _naïveté_, to remark:--

"It is difficult to conceive _what motive he had to enter into such a

plot_, unless it was the one mentioned by one of the witnesses, who said

that Vesey had _several children who were slaves_, and that he said, on

one occasion, _he wished he could see them free_, as he himself artfully

remarked in his defence on his trial."

It appears that the project of rousing and animating the blacks to this

enterprise occupied the mind of Vesey for more than four years, during

which time he was continually taking opportunities to animate and

inspire the spirits of his countrymen. The account states that the

speeches in Congress of those opposed to the admission of Missouri into

the Union, perhaps garbled and misrepresented, furnished him with ample

means for inflaming the minds of the colored population.

"Even while walking in the street," the account goes on to say, "he was

not idle; for, if his companion bowed to a white person, as slaves

universally do, he would rebuke him, and observe, 'that all men were

born equal, and that he was surprised that any one would degrade himself

by such conduct; that he would never cringe to the whites nor ought any

one to, who had the feelings of a man.'[1] When answered, 'We are

slaves,' he would say, sarcastically and indignantly, 'You deserve to

remain slaves!' And, if he were further asked, 'What can we do?' he

would remark, 'Go and buy a spelling-book, and read the fable of

"Hercules and the Wagoner."' He also sought every opportunity of

entering into conversation with white persons, during which conversation

he would artfully introduce some bold remark on slavery; and sometimes,

when, from the character he was conversing with, he found he might be

still bolder, he would go so far that, had not his declarations been

clearly proved, they would scarcely have been credited."

But his great instrument of influence was a book that has always been

prolific of insurrectionary movements, under all systems of despotism.

"He rendered himself perfectly familiar with all those parts of

Scripture which he thought he could pervert to his purpose, and would

readily quote them to prove that slavery was contrary to the laws of

God, and that slaves were bound to attempt their emancipation, however

shocking and bloody might be the consequences; that such efforts would

not only be pleasing to the Almighty, but were absolutely enjoined."

Vesey, in the course of time, associated with himself five slavemen of

marked character--Rolla, Ned, Peter, Monday, and Gullah Jack. Of these,

the account goes on to say:--

"In the selection of his leaders, Vesey showed great penetration and

sound judgment. Rolla was plausible, and possessed uncommon

self-possession; bold and ardent, he was not to be deterred from his

purpose by danger. Ned's appearance indicated that he was a man of firm

nerves and desperate courage. Peter was intrepid and resolute, true to

his engagements, and cautious in observing secrecy where it was

necessary; he was not to be daunted nor impeded by difficulties, and,

though confident of success, was careful in providing against any

obstacles or casualties which might arise, and intent upon discovering

every means which might be in their power, if thought of beforehand.

Gullah Jack was regarded as a sorcerer, and, as such, feared by the

natives of Africa, who believed in witchcraft. He was not only

considered invulnerable, but that he could make others so by his charms,

and that he could, and certainly would, provide all his followers with

arms. He was artful, cruel, bloody; his disposition, in short, was

diabolical. His influence among the Africans was inconceivable. Monday

was firm, resolute, discreet, and intelligent."

"It is a melancholy truth that the general good conduct of all the

leaders, except Gullah Jack, was such as rendered them objects least

liable to suspicion. Their conduct had secured them, not only the

unlimited confidence of their owners, but they had been indulged in

every comfort, and allowed every privilege compatible with their

situation in the community; and, though Gullah Jack was not remarkable

for the correctness of his deportment, he by no means sustained a bad

character. But," adds the report, "not only were the leaders of good

character, and very much indulged by their owners, but this was very

generally the case with all who were convicted, many of them possessing

the highest confidence of their owners, _and not one a bad character_."

"The conduct and behavior of Vesey and his five leaders during their

trial and imprisonment may be interesting to many. When Vesey was tried,

he folded his arms, and seemed to pay great attention to the testimony

given against him, but with his eyes fixed on the floor. In this

situation he remained immovable until the witnesses had been examined by

the court, and cross-examined by his counsel, when he requested to be

allowed to examine the witnesses himself, which he did. The evidence

being closed, he addressed the court at considerable length. When he

received his sentence, tears trickled down his cheeks.

"Rolla, when arraigned, affected not to understand the charge against

him; and when, at his request, it was explained to him, assumed, with

wonderful adroitness, astonishment and surprise. He was remarkable

throughout his trial for composure and great presence of mind. When he

was informed that he was convicted, and was advised to prepare for

death, he appeared perfectly confounded, but exhibited no signs of fear.

"In Ned's behavior there was nothing remarkable. His countenance was

stern and immovable, even while he was receiving sentence of death. From

his looks it was impossible to discover or conjecture what were his

feelings. Not so with Peter Poyes. In his countenance were strongly

marked disappointed ambition, revenge, indignation, and an anxiety to

know how far the discoveries had extended. He did not appear to fear

personal consequences, for his whole behavior indicated the reverse, but

exhibited an evident anxiety for the success of their plan, in which his

whole soul was embarked. His countenance and behavior were the same when

he received his sentence, and his only words were, on retiring, 'I

suppose you'll let me see my wife and family before I die,' and that in

no supplicating tone. When he was asked, a day or two after, 'If it was

possible that he could see his master and family murdered, who had

treated him so kindly?' he replied to the question only by a smile. In

their prison, the convicts resolutely refused to make any confessions or

communications which might implicate others; and Peter Poyes sternly

enjoined it upon them to maintain this silence,--'_Do not open your

lips; die silent, as you will see me do!_' and in this resolute silence

they met their fate. Twenty-two of the conspirators were executed upon

one gallows."

The account says, "That Peter Poyes was one of the most active of the

recruiting agents. All the principal conspirators kept a list of those

who had consented to join them, and Peter was said, by one of the

witnesses, to have had six hundred names on his list; but, so resolutely

to the last did he observe his pledge of secrecy to his associates,

that, of the whole number arrested and tried, not one of them belonged

to his company. In fact, in an insurrection in which thousands of

persons were supposed to have been implicated, only thirty-six were

convicted."

Among the children of Denmark Vesey was a boy by a Mandingo slave-woman,

who was his father's particular favorite. The Mandingos are one of the

finest of African tribes, distinguished for intelligence, beauty of

form, and an indomitable pride and energy of nature. As slaves, they are

considered particularly valuable by those who have tact enough to govern

them, because of their great capability and their proud faithfulness;

but they resent a government of brute force, and under such are always

fractious and dangerous.

This boy received from his mother the name of Dred; a name not unusual

among the slaves, and generally given to those of great physical force.

The development of this child's mind was so uncommon as to excite

astonishment among the negroes. He early acquired the power of reading,

by an apparent instinctive faculty, and would often astonish those

around him with things which he had discovered in books. Like other

children of a deep and fervent nature, he developed great religious

ardor, and often surprised the older negroes by his questions and

replies on this subject. A son so endowed could not but be an object of

great pride and interest to a father like Denmark Vesey. The impression

seemed to prevail universally among the negroes that this child was born

for extraordinary things; and perhaps it was the yearning to acquire

liberty for the development of such a mind which first led Denmark Vesey

to reflect on the nature of slavery, and the terrible weights which it

lays on the human intellect, and to conceive the project of liberating a

race.

The Bible, of which Vesey was an incessant reader, stimulated this

desire. He likened his own position of comparative education,

competence, and general esteem among the whites, to that of Moses among

the Egyptians; and nourished the idea that, like Moses, he was sent as a

deliverer. During the process of the conspiracy, this son, though but

ten years of age, was his father's confidant; and he often charged him,

though he should fail in the attempt, never to be discouraged. He

impressed it upon his mind that he should never submit tamely to the

yoke of slavery; and nourished the idea already impressed, that some

more than ordinary destiny was reserved for him. After the discovery of

the plot, and the execution of its leaders, those more immediately

connected with them were sold from the state, even though not proved to

have participated. With the most guarded caution, Vesey had exempted

this son from suspicion. It had been an agreed policy with them both,

that in the presence of others they should counterfeit alienation and

dislike. Their confidential meetings with each other had been stolen and

secret. At the time of his father's execution, Dred was a lad of

fourteen. He could not be admitted to his father's prison, but he was a

witness of the undaunted aspect with which he and the other conspirators

met their doom. The memory dropped into the depths of his soul, as a

stone drops into the desolate depths of a dark mountain lake.

Sold to a distant plantation, he became noted for his desperate,

unsubduable disposition. He joined in none of the social recreations and

amusements of the slaves, labored with proud and silent assiduity, but,

on the slightest rebuke or threat, flashed up with a savage fierceness,

which, supported by his immense bodily strength, made him an object of

dread among overseers. He was one of those of whom they gladly rid

themselves; and, like a fractious horse, was sold from master to master.

Finally, an overseer, hardier than the rest, determined on the task of

subduing him. In the scuffle that ensued Dred struck him to the earth, a

dead man, made his escape to the swamps, and was never afterwards heard

of in civilized life.

The reader who consults the map will discover that the whole eastern

shore of the southern states, with slight interruptions, is belted by an

immense chain of swamps, regions of hopeless disorder, where the

abundant growth and vegetation of nature, sucking up its forces from the

humid soil, seems to rejoice in a savage exuberance, and bid defiance to

all human efforts either to penetrate or subdue. These wild regions are

the homes of the alligator, the moccasin, and the rattle-snake.

Evergreen trees, mingling freely with the deciduous children of the

forest, form here dense jungles, verdant all the year round, and which

afford shelter to numberless birds, with whose warbling the leafy

desolation perpetually resounds. Climbing vines, and parasitic plants,

of untold splendor and boundless exuberance of growth, twine and

interlace, and hang from the heights of the highest trees pennons of

gold and purple,--triumphant banners, which attest the solitary majesty

of nature. A species of parasitic moss wreaths its abundant draperies

from tree to tree, and hangs in pearly festoons, through which shine the

scarlet berry and green leaves of the American holly.

What the mountains of Switzerland were to the persecuted Vaudois, this

swampy belt has been to the American slave. The constant effort to

recover from thence fugitives has led to the adoption, in these states,

of a separate profession, unknown at this time in any other Christian

land--hunters, who train and keep dogs for the hunting of men, women,

and children. And yet, with all the convenience of this profession, the

reclaiming of the fugitives from these fastnesses of nature has been a

work of such expense and difficulty, that the near proximity of the

swamp has always been a considerable check on the otherwise absolute

power of the overseer. Dred carried with him to the swamp but one

solitary companion--the Bible of his father. To him it was not the

messenger of peace and good-will, but the herald of woe and wrath!

As the mind, looking on the great volume of nature, sees there a

reflection of its own internal passions, and seizes on that in it which

sympathizes with itself,--as the fierce and savage soul delights in the

roar of torrents, the thunder of avalanches, and the whirl of

ocean-storms,--so is it in the great answering volume of revelation.

There is something there for every phase of man's nature; and hence its

endless vitality and stimulating force. Dred had heard read in the

secret meetings of conspirators the wrathful denunciations of ancient

prophets against oppression and injustice. He had read of kingdoms

convulsed by plagues; of tempest, and pestilence, and locusts; of the

sea cleft in twain, that an army of slaves might pass through, and of

their pursuers whelmed in the returning waters. He had heard of prophets

and deliverers, armed with supernatural powers, raised up for oppressed

people; had pondered on the nail of Jael, the goad of Shamgar, the

pitcher and lamp of Gideon; and thrilled with fierce joy as he read how

Samson, with his two strong arms, pulled down the pillars of the festive

temple, and whelmed his triumphant persecutors in one grave with

himself.

In the vast solitudes which he daily traversed, these things entered

deep into his soul. Cut off from all human companionship, often going

weeks without seeing a human face, there was no recurrence of every-day

and prosaic ideas to check the current of the enthusiasm thus kindled.

Even in the soil of the cool Saxon heart the Bible has thrown out its

roots with an all-pervading energy, so that the whole frame-work of

society may be said to rest on soil held together by its fibres. Even in

cold and misty England, armies have been made defiant and invincible by

the incomparable force and deliberate valor which it breathes into men.

But, when this oriental seed, an exotic among us, is planted back in the

fiery soil of a tropical heart, it bursts forth with an incalculable

ardor of growth.

A stranger cannot fail to remark the fact that, though the slaves of the

south are unable to read the Bible for themselves, yet most completely

have its language and sentiment penetrated among them, giving a

Hebraistic coloring to their habitual mode of expression. How much

greater, then, must have been the force of the solitary perusal of this

volume on so impassioned a nature!--a nature, too, kindled by memories

of the self-sacrificing ardor with which a father and his associates had

met death at the call of freedom; for, none of us may deny that, wild

and hopeless as this scheme was, it was still the same in kind with the

more successful one which purchased for our fathers a national

existence.

A mind of the most passionate energy and vehemence, thus awakened, for

years made the wild solitudes of the swamp its home. That book, so full

of startling symbols and vague images, had for him no interpreter but

the silent courses of nature. His life passed in a kind of dream.

Sometimes, traversing for weeks these desolate regions, he would compare

himself to Elijah traversing for forty days and nights the solitudes of

Horeb; or to John the Baptist in the wilderness, girding himself with

camel's hair, and eating locusts and wild honey. Sometimes he would fast

and pray for days; and then voices would seem to speak to him, and

strange hieroglyphics would be written upon the leaves. In less elevated

moods of mind, he would pursue, with great judgment and vigor, those

enterprises necessary to preserve existence. The negroes lying out in

the swamps are not so wholly cut off from society as might at first be

imagined. The slaves of all the adjoining plantations, whatever they may

pretend, to secure the good-will of their owners, are at heart secretly

disposed, from motives both of compassion and policy, to favor the

fugitives. They very readily perceive that, in the event of any

difficulty occurring to themselves, it might be quite necessary to have

a friend and protector in the swamp; and therefore they do not hesitate

to supply these fugitives, so far as they are able, with anything which

they may desire. The poor whites, also, who keep small shops in the

neighborhood of plantations, are never particularly scrupulous, provided

they can turn a penny to their own advantage; and willingly supply

necessary wares in exchange for game, with which the swamp abounds.

Dred, therefore, came in possession of an excellent rifle, and never

wanted for ammunition, which supplied him with an abundance of food.

Besides this, there are here and there elevated spots in the swampy

land, which, by judicious culture, are capable of great productiveness.

And many such spots Dred had brought under cultivation, either with his

own hands, or from those of other fugitives, whom he had received and

protected. From the restlessness of his nature, he had not confined

himself to any particular region, but had traversed the whole swampy

belt of both the Carolinas, as well as that of Southern Virginia;

residing a few months in one place, and a few months in another.

Wherever he stopped, he formed a sort of retreat, where he received and

harbored fugitives. On one occasion, he rescued a trembling and bleeding

mulatto woman from the dogs of the hunters, who had pursued her into the

swamp. This woman he made his wife, and appeared to entertain a very

deep affection for her. He made a retreat for her, with more than common

ingenuity, in the swamp adjoining the Gordon plantation; and, after

that, he was more especially known in that locality. He had fixed his

eye upon Harry, as a person whose ability, address, and strength of

character, might make him at some day a leader in a conspiracy against

the whites. Harry, in common with many of the slaves on the Gordon

plantation, knew perfectly well of the presence of Dred in the

neighborhood, and had often seen and conversed with him. But neither he

nor any of the rest of them ever betrayed before any white person the

slightest knowledge of the fact.

This ability of profound secrecy is one of the invariable attendants of

a life of slavery. Harry was acute enough to know that his position was

by no means so secure that he could afford to dispense with anything

which might prove an assistance in some future emergency. The low white

traders in the neighborhood also knew Dred well; but, as long as they

could drive an advantageous trade with him, he was secure from their

intervention. So secure had he been, that he had been even known to

mingle in the motley throng of a camp-meeting unmolested. Thus much with

regard to one who is to appear often on the stage before our history is

done.

FOOTNOTE:

[1] These extracts are taken from the official report.

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