LETTER XVII.

December 26th.

In tracing the date of this letter, I am reminded of the freezing season

under which you are shivering in England; while the thermometer is here,

at noon, about 83; and, from using only moderate exercise, I am so

bestreamed with perspiration as to make it necessary to change my

clothes four or five times in the course of the day: even at this

moment, from only the slight exertion of writing, the drops fall so

rapidly from the backs of my hands, as to spoil my paper, and render my

letter almost illegible.

On the subject of Christmas, I should tell you that it is not less a

period of festivity, here, than in England. The planters make parties,

and the merry feasting of the season goes round, unchilled with its

frosty coldness. It is likewise a holyday to the slaves, who usually

receive some indulgence of food, and some present of clothing to augment

the happiness of the festival. We have seen new hats distributed among

the men of a whole gang, and a bit of coarse canvass for a petticoat

given to each of the women; and never were children more delighted with

toys, than these poor beings were on the joyous occasion of receiving

these humble, but to them splendid offerings. Some fresh meat was also

served out to them as a high feast for dinner, and in the evening, their

loved African dance crowned the holyday. Parties of them go from the

different plantations to spend the mirthful hours with their more

particular friends or acquaintances of the neighbouring estates, and it

is a happy meeting of relatives, lovers, and fellow-passengers, who made

the voyage together from their native land. The whole country exhibits

one moving scene of dancing gaiety. Cheerful crowds are met in every

quarter, dressed out in all the gaudy trappings they can collect, with

their hair cut, and fashioned into multitudes of whimsical shapes,

representing various figures of helmets, wigs, crowns and the like; and

decorated with a profusion of beads, bits of riband, and other tinsel

ornaments.

I must not neglect to tell you that Christmas is here the high season

for oranges. They are now ripe, and in their greatest perfection. You

will be surprised to hear what quantities I am in the daily habit of

consuming. From six to twelve, pulled fresh from the tree, make my usual

allowance before breakfast, and commonly I take as many in the evening,

besides eating great numbers in the course of the day. Indeed fruit and

vegetables form almost the whole of my diet, and I now suffer no

distress on account of our scanty supply of animal provisions. As was

predicted to me, I am become so fond of plantains as scarcely to require

any other food, and I am persuaded that if they could be had in all

climates, they would be found, without exception, the most valuable

production of the earth. Roasted, they serve as bread; fried, they are

as meat and as fruit; boiled, they are a substitute for potatoes, and

beat into a paste, they form excellent pudding.

A very distressing case has been related to us within these few days,

exposing the sad hardships, and the shameful abuse of power to which the

people of colour are sometimes subjected. A young man, a mulatto, under

the agitation of extreme distress, presented himself before the officers

at Mahaica, complaining of the cruel severities which he had experienced

from a Dutchman, holding an office of high trust in the colony of

Essequibo. Having been called upon business to Barbadoes, he had left a

sister at home, to whom he was affectionately attached; and during his

absence, this arbitrary magistrate took an opportunity of seducing her.

From the poor man not letting the subject pass so tacitly as the

Dutchman might have wished, on his return, a feigned cause of complaint

was preferred against him, and he was thrown into prison, where he has

been lying ever since, under the sufferings dictated by this man of

command. He at length effected his escape, and is now in concealment.

His application to the principal officer at Mahaica, was to implore him

to interest the commandant of the colonies in his behalf; remarking that

if he should not succeed in obtaining some powerful intercession, his

life must inevitably be sacrificed; for whenever he should be

discovered, a prison would again be his lot, and he would be exposed to

cruelties, or left to languish under privations that would soon destroy

him.

On my way lately from Stabroek to Mahaica I slept at the house of a

gentleman who detailed a very striking case of intermittent fever, under

which he had laboured for three quarters of a year, and which, during

the whole of that time, had regularly returned at the periods of the

spring-tides. He commonly felt unwell on the third day previous to the

full, and the new moon; and the fever was at the worst on the day of the

change, after which it decreased, and on the second or third day of the

decline of the spring-tides he was again well, and felt himself secure

for the next fortnight. If he had any particular business to transact,

or any important engagement to plan, he regularly consulted the almanack

in order so to arrange that they might not interfere with his periods of

sickness. He remarked that he could at any time interrupt the return of

the fever, by taking a large quantity of Peruvian bark, but added, that

he had such an utter aversion to medicine, that rather than have

recourse to it, he should have supported the disease still longer, if it

had not begun to prey upon his constitution, by rendering him feeble

during the periods of intermission.

You know how much promotion in the army is said to alleviate the grief

arising from the loss of a comrade; but you would be surprised to find

how lightly men on service can treat the dangers which surround them,

and how little they regard sickness until it reaches themselves,

notwithstanding many of them would tremble more to go into an hospital

than to face the enemy’s cannon. It commonly happens, that a few days

after the funeral, the clothes and baggage of a deceased officer are

disposed of by auction, when, frequently, the jokes and witticisms,

which pass among the purchasers, betray the slight impression made by

the loss that occasioned the sale. For instance, on a pair of boots

being held up for a bidding, one officer said to another. “You had

better buy these boots, they will just suit you.”—“No,” replied the

other, looking down to his comrade’s legs, “it is your turn next, and

yours will fit me better: I shall have them in a few days.” So it

happened, and true enough, the boots then on the legs of his friend,

soon, alas! too soon, were his!

You will believe that after such a conversation, he could have no

satisfaction in wearing them: nor was such the object of his making the

purchase. He was actuated by a more amiable motive: the boots are

carefully preserved in memory of his comrade, and of one of their latest

meetings.

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