CHAPTER IX.

THE MORRO FORTRESS--THE UNIVERSITY OF HAVANA--THE BENEFICENZA.

The Spanish government experiences an unwillingness to admit foreigners

into the Morro, their great stronghold, the causes of which may not be

altogether mysterious. Americans have been of late especially excluded

from it, and it was only by a fortunate chance that we were allowed to

visit it. A friend of a friend of ours happened to have a friend in the

garrison, and, after some delays and negotiations, an early morning hour

was fixed upon for the expedition.

The Fort is finely placed at the entrance of the harbor, and is in

itself a picturesque object. It is built of a light, yellowish stone,

which is seen, as you draw near, in strong contrast with the vivid green

of the tropical waters. We approached it by water, taking a row-boat

from the Alameda. As we passed, we had a good view of a daily Havana

spectacle, the washing of the horses. This being by far the easiest and

most expeditious way of cleaning the animals, they are driven daily to

the sea in great numbers, those of one party being tied together; they

disport themselves in the surge and their wet backs glisten in the sun.

Their drivers, nearly naked, plunge in with them, and bring them safely

back to the shore.

But for the Morro. We entered without difficulty, and began at once a

somewhat steep ascent, which the heat, even at that early hour, made

laborious. After some climbing, we reached the top of the parapet, and

looked out from the back of the Fortress. On this side, if ever on any,

it will be taken,--for, standing with one's back to the harbor, one

sees, nearly on the right hand, a point where trenches could be opened

with advantage. The Fort is heavily gunned and garrisoned, and seems to

be in fighting order. The outer wall is separated from the inner by a

paved space some forty feet in width. The height of both walls makes

this point a formidable one; but scaling-ladders could be thrown across,

if one had possession of the outer wall. The material is the coralline

rock common in this part of the island. It is a soft stone, and would

prove, it is feared, something like the cotton-bag defence of New

Orleans memory,--as the balls thrown from without would sink in, and not

splinter the stone, which for the murderous work were to be wished. A

little perseverance, with much perspiration, brought us to a high point

called the Lantern, which is merely a small room, where the telescope,

signal-books, and signals are kept. Here we were received by an official

in blue spectacles and with a hole in his boot, but still with that air

of being the chiefest thing on God's earth common to all Spaniards. The

best of all was that we had brought a sack of oranges with us, and that

the time was now come for their employment. With no other artillery than

these did we take the very heart of the Morro citadel,--for on offering

them to the official with the hole, he surrendered at once, smiled, gave

us seats, and sitting down with us, indeed, was soon in the midst of

his half-dozenth orange. Having refreshed ourselves, examined the flags

of all nations, and made all the remarks which our limited Spanish

allowed, we took leave, redescended, and reëmbarked. One of our party,

an old soldier, had meanwhile been busily scanning the points and angles

of the fortress, pacing off distances, etc., etc. The result of his

observations would, no doubt, be valuable to men of military minds. But

the writer of this, to be candid, was especially engaged with the heat,

the prospect, the oranges, and the soldiers' wives and children, who

peeped out from windows here and there. Such trifling creatures do come

into such massive surroundings, and trifle still!

Our ladies, being still in a furious mood of sight-seeing, desired to

visit the University of Havana, and, having made appointment with an

accomplished Cuban, betook themselves to the College buildings with all

proper escort. Their arrival in the peristyle occasioned some

excitement. One of the students came up, and said in good English, "What

do you want?" Others, not so polite, stared and whispered in corners. A

message to one of the professors was attended with some delay, and our

Cuban friend, having gone to consult with him, returned to say, with

some embarrassment, that the professor would be happy to show the

establishment to the ladies on Sunday, at two P. M., when every male

creature but himself would be out of it; but as for their going through

the rooms while the undergraduates were about, that was not to be

thought of. "Why not?" asked the ladies. "For your own sake," said the

messenger, and proceeded to explain that the appearance of the _skirted_

in these halls of learning would be followed by such ill-conduct and

indignity of impertinence on the part of the _shirted_ as might be

intolerable to the one and disadvantageous to the other. Now there be

women, we know, whose horrid fronts could have awed these saucy little

Cubans into decency and good behavior, and some that we wot of, whether

possessing that power or not, would have delighted in the fancied

exercise of it. What strong-minded company, under these circumstances,

would have turned back? What bolting, tramping, and rushing would they

not have made through the ranks of the astonished professors and

students? The Anniversary set, for example, who sweep the pews of men,

or, coming upon one forlorn, crush him as a boa does a sheep. Our silly

little flock only laughed, colored, and retreated to the _volantes_,

where they held a council of war, and decided to go visit some

establishment where possibly better manners might prevail.

Returning on the Sunday at the hour appointed, they walked through the

deserted building, and found spacious rooms, the pulpits of the

professors, the benches of the students, the Queen's portrait, a very

limited library, and for all consolation, some pleasant Latin sentences

over the doors of the various departments, celebrating the solace and

delights of learning. This was seeing the College, literally; but it was

a good deal like seeing the Lion's den, the Lion himself being absent on

leave,--or like visiting the Hippopotamus in Regent's Park on those days

in which he remains steadfastly buried in his tank, and will show only

the tip of a nostril for your entrance-fee. Still, it was a pleasure to

know that learning was so handsomely housed; and as for the little

rabble who could not be trusted in the presence of the sex, we forgave

them heartily, knowing that soberer manners would one day come upon them

as inevitably as baldness and paternity.

Let me here say that a few days in Havana make clear to one the

seclusion of women in the East, and its causes. Wherever the animal

vigor of men is so large in proportion to their moral power as in those

countries, women must be glad to forego their liberties for the

protection of the strong arm. One master is better for them than many.

Whatever tyranny may grow out of such barbarous manners, the institution

springs from a veritable necessity and an original good intention. The

Christian religion should change this, which is justifiable only in a

Mohammedan country. But where that religion is so loosely administered

as in Cuba, where its teachers themselves frequent the cockpit and the

gaming-table, one must not look for too much of its power in the

manners and morals of men.

The Beneficenza was our next station. It is, as its name signifies, an

institution with a benevolent purpose, an orphan asylum and foundling

hospital in one. The State here charitably considers that infants who

are abandoned by their parents are as much orphaned as they can become

by the interposition of death,--nay, more. The death of parents oftenest

leaves a child with some friend or relative; but the foundling is cut

off from all human relationship,--he belongs only to the hand that takes

him up, where he has been left to die. Despite the kind cruelty of

modern theories, which will not allow of suitable provision for the

sufferer, for fear of increasing the frequency of the crime by which he

suffers, our hearts revolt at the miserable condition of these little

creatures in our great cities, confounded with hopeless pauperism in its

desolate asylums, or farmed out to starve and die. They belong to the

State, and the State should nobly retrieve the world's offence against

them. Their broken galaxy shows many a bright star here and there. Such

a little wailing creature has been found who has commanded great actions

and done good service among men. Let us then cherish the race of

foundlings, of whom Moses was the first and the greatest. The princess

who reared him saw not the glorious destiny which lay hid, as a

birth-jewel, in his little basket of reeds. She saw only, as some of us

have seen, a helpless, friendless babe. When he dedicated to her his

first edition of the Pentateuch---- But nay, he did not; for neither

gratitude nor dedications were in fashion among the Jews.

We found the Beneficenza spacious, well-ventilated, and administered

with great order. It stands near the sea, with a fine prospect in view,

and must command a cool breeze, if there be any. The children enjoy

sea-bathing in summer. The Superintendent received us most kindly, and

presented us to the Sisters who have charge of the children, who were

good specimens of their class. We walked with them through the neat

dormitories, and observed that they were much more airy than those of

the Jesuit College, lately described. They all slept on the sackings of

cots, beds being provided only in the infirmary. In the latter place we

found but two inmates,--one suffering from ordinary Cuban fever, the

other from ophthalmia.--N. B. Disease of the eyes does not seem to be

common in Cuba, in spite of the tropical glare of the sun; nor do people

nurse and complain of their eyes there, as with us. We found a separate

small kitchen for the sick, which was neat and convenient. The larger

kitchen too was handsomely endowed with apparatus, and the

Superintendent told us, with a twinkle in his eye, that the children

lived well. Coffee at six, a good breakfast at nine, dinner at the usual

hour, bread and coffee before bed-time;--this seemed very suitable as to

quantity, though differing from our ideas of children's food; but it

must be remembered that the nervous stimulus of coffee is not found to

be excessive in hot climates; it seems to be only what Nature

demands,--no more. The kind Nun who accompanied us now showed us, with

some pride, various large presses set in the wall, and piled to the top

with clean and comfortable children's clothing. We came presently to

where the boys were reciting their catechism. An Ecclesiastic was

hearing them;--they seemed ready enough with their answers, but were

allowed to gabble off the holy words in a manner almost unintelligible,

and quite indecorous. They were bright, healthy-looking little fellows,

ranging apparently from eight to twelve years of age. They had good

play-ground set off for them, and shady galleries to walk up and down

in. Coming from their quarter, the girls' department seemed quiet

enough. Here was going on the eternal task of needle-work, to which the

sex has been condemned ever since Adam's discovery of his want of

wardrobe. Oh, ye wretched, foolish women! why will ye forever sew? "We

must not only sew, but be thankful to sew; _that little needle_ being,

as the sentimental Curtis has said, the only thing between us and the

worst that may befall."

These incipient women were engaged in various forms of sewing,--the most

skilful in a sort of embroidery, like that which forms the border of

_piña_ handkerchiefs. A few were reading and spelling. One poor blind

girl sat amongst them, with melancholy arms folded, and learned

nothing,--they told us, nothing; for the instruction of the blind is not

thought of in these parts. This seemed piteous to us, and made us

reflect how happy are _our_ Blinds, to say nothing of our Deafs and

Dumbs. Idiocy is not uncommon here, and is the result of continual

intermarriage between near relations; but it will be long before they

will provide it with a separate asylum and suitable instruction.

But now came the saddest part of the whole exhibition,--a sight common

enough in Europe, but by some accident hitherto unseen by us. Here is a

sort of receptacle, with three or four compartments, which turns on a

pivot. One side of it is open to the street, and in it the wretched

parent lays the more wretched baby,--ringing a small bell at the same

time, for the new admittance. The parent vanishes, the receptacle turns

on its pivot,--the baby is within, and, we are willing to believe, in

merciful hands.

The sight of this made, for the first time, the crime real to me. I saw

at a flash the whole tragedy of desertion,--the cautious approach, the

frightened countenance, the furtive act, and the great avenging pang of

Nature after its consummation. What was Hester Prynne's pillory,

compared to the heart of any of these mothers? I thought too of

Rousseau, bringing to such a place as this children who had the right to

inherit divine genius, and deserting them for the sordid reason that he

did not choose to earn their bread;--the helpless mother weeping at

home, and begging, through long years, to be allowed to seek and reclaim

them.

Well, here were the little creatures kindly cared for; yet what a

piteous place was their nursery! Some of the recent arrivals looked as

if ill-usage had been exhausted upon them before they were brought

hither. Blows and drugs and starvation had been tried upon them, but,

with the tenacity of infancy, they clung to life. They would not

die;--well then, they should live to regret it. Some of them lay on the

floor, deformed and helpless; the older ones formed a little class, and

were going through some elementary exercise when we passed. The babies

had a large room allotted to them, and I found the wet-nurses

apportioned one to each child. This appeared a very generous provision,

as in such establishments elsewhere, three and even four children are

given to one nurse. They had comfortable cribs, on each of which was

pinned the name of its little inmate, and the date of its

entrance;--generally, the name and age of the child are found written on

a slip of paper attached to its clothing, when it is left in the

receptacle. I saw on one, "Cecilio, three weeks old." He had been but a

few days in the establishment.

Of course, I lingered longest in the babies' room, and longest of all

near the crib of the little Cecilio. He was a pretty baby, and seemed to

me the most ill-used of all, because the youngest. "Could they not bear

with you three weeks, little fellow?" I said. "I know those at whose

firesides such as you would have been welcome guests. That New York

woman whom I met lately, young, rich, and childless,--I could commend

you to her in place of the snarling little spaniel fiend who was her

constant care and companion."

But here the Superintendent made a polite bow, saying,--"And now your

Worships have seen all; for the chapel is undergoing repairs, and cannot

be visited." And so we thanked, and departed.

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