CHAPTER VI.

"And if perchance a momentary sigh,

For such a lot reflection may supply,

He follows not the feeling to its source."

Barton (adapted.)

"If ever thou hast felt another's pain,

If ever when he sigh'd hast sigh'd again;

If ever on thine eyelid stood the tear,

That pity hath engender'd--drop one here:

This man was happy."

It will naturally be supposed, from the eagerness of Irving to make

good the purchase of Imihie and her poor boy, that his heart was

deeply interested by their situation, and that he had it certainly in

his power to ameliorate it. But, alas! if, for a moment, the chord

of compassion was touched, the feeling was transient, the impulse

too weak to prompt to action; and, so far from being strengthened

by the night's reflections, they, on the contrary, did but lead to

lament his own folly, in making himself liable to the loss he would

probably sustain by the high price he had given; as it was a condition

of his engagement with the Company, that he was to be individually

accountable for all losses incurred by the purchase of unprofitable

slaves. These anticipations of pecuniary injury, were confirmed by

the appearance of his poor captive on her arrival at the depôt at

Whidáh. A fixed melancholy seemed to have absorbed every faculty,

rendering her insensible even to the playful caresses of her boy,

in whose sparkling eye, health "seemed a cherub yet divinely bright;"

so happily unconscious was he of the bitterness of his lot, and the

sufferings of his mother. Finding, from his people, that she resolutely

rejected sustenance, Irving himself endeavoured to persuade her, but

without success; but when self-interest, aided by the dictates of

conscience and compassion, induced him to resort to the usual mode

of forcing it, (nor will we question it was a painful task to him,)

his heart must have been of adamant, not to have felt the powerful

appeal of wretchedness and despair, when, while in the execution

of this cruel duty, the poor captive looked up in his face, and,

with a mournful smile, said: "Presently I shall be no more." (Note

M.) Irving, indeed, from her appearance, began to think so; and as

he could not now remedy her situation, nor restore her to what she

had lost, he considered his best plan was to consign her, as soon

as possible, to the ship waiting to receive the collected slaves,

congratulating himself on his humanity, in having prevented the mother

and child from being separated, even if he should thereby sustain

some loss. He determined, also, to do all he could to ensure her

some attention during the passage; and, with this view, determined to

go immediately on board, to see the accommodation, and to give some

particular instructions to the captain; leaving orders that Imihie

should be conducted to the ship as soon as the day began to close.

The ship destined to convey these miserable beings to the West Indies,

had already on board between four and five hundred negroes. The

captain boasted much of the superior accommodation of his vessel for

the trade; and, to confirm his assertion, entreated Irving to visit the

slave-rooms. Willing to conciliate any who might promote his interest,

Irving consented. The superior accommodation he found, was, that

every slave, whatever his size, had five feet six inches in length,

and sixteen inches in breadth, to lie upon! The floor was crowded with

bodies, stowed or packed according to this allowance. But between

the floor and deck, or ceiling, were platforms or broad shelves,

in the mid-way, which were also covered with bodies. (Note N.) The

men were shackled two and two, each by one leg, to a small iron

bar; these, the captain with much self-complacence said, were every

day brought upon deck for the air; but lest they should attempt to

recover their freedom, they were made fast by ring-bolts to the deck,

or by two common chains, which were extended on each side the main

deck; but the women and children, he added, were suffered to remain

loose. Few slaves fared so well as his, he continued, for he allowed

each a pint of water a day, and yams and horse-beans twice a day;

and afterwards, for exercise and health, they jumped in their irons,

which, if they refused to do, he was obliged, certainly, to flog them,

as it was his duty to preserve them in health, if possible. Irving,

however, learnt, in the course of this man's conversation, that it

was usual for these miserable beings to remain fifteen or sixteen

hours below deck, out of the twenty-four; and that, in wet weather,

they could not be brought up for two or three successive days: their

situation was, he acknowledged, very distressing, but he could not

remedy it. They would cling to the gratings for a little air; draw

their breath with anxious and laborious efforts; fight with each

other for a taste of water; and many died of suffocation. (Note O.)

Amongst the number thus confined in the hold of this ship, Irving

remarked many whose nobleness of aspect indicated that there was a

"spirit within," which rose even above such calamity--a consciousness

of moral dignity, that spurned at the cruelties of the oppressor;

but there was one in particular, before the flame of whose eye even

Irving shrunk abashed. He was evidently a person of consequence; high,

it would seem, in military rank, inferred from certain personal

indications, with the meaning of which Irving was acquainted;

and also from some articles of dress, stated to have been taken

from him when captured; and every look (action was denied him)

indicated that he possessed a mind not insensible to the eminence of

his station. Irving enquired from whence he was taken, and from whom

purchased? He was told, from Molembo, it was thought; and that he had

been only a few days purchased from the king of Whidáh, with a number

of his countrymen, taken by treachery, and in defiance of a treaty

subsisting at the time. This was all he could learn; and having given

his instructions respecting Imihie, Irving returned to Whidáh before

her arrival at the ship, being desirous to avoid another interview,

the sight of her producing a painful emotion he could neither define

nor account for.

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