Author. “I’ve come up again, Peter, to go on with our story, and you can drive the peg5 while I drive the quill6.”
Peter. “I had as many friends in that region as about any other man, I reckon, and if it hadn’t been for one man, I should have got along very well; but oh! how cruel master was. As I was a tellin’ on you, we went on buildin’ the frame house, and in diggin’ the cellar. I was a holdin’ the scraper and master was drivin’, and a root catched the scraper and jerked me over under the horse’s heels, and he took the but end of his whip, and mauled me over the head; and says I, ‘master, I hold the scraper as well as I can, and I wish you’d git somebody that’s stronger than me, to do it.’
“‘Come up here,’ says he, as he jumps up out of the cellar, with a halter in his hand, ‘and I’ll give you somebody that’s strong ’nough for you.’ Well, I got up, and he makes me strip, and hug an apple tree, and then ties me round it, and whips me with his ox-goad, while I was stark7 naked, till he’d cut a good many gashes8 in my flesh, and the blood run down my heels in streams; and then he unties9 me, and kicks me down into the cellar to hold scraper agin. ?
“At that, one of his hired men, who was a shovelin’, says, ‘Morehouse, you are too savage11, to use your boy so, I swear!!’ Well, one word brought on another, till master orders him off of his premises12. ‘Out of the cellar,’ says he, in a rage, for jist so soon as he reproved him, he biled like a pot, for you know if a body’s doin’ wrong, it makes ’em mad to be told on it. Well, out he got, and says he, as he jumps out on the bank, ‘now, Morehouse, if you are a man, come out here tu.’ But master darn’t do that, for he was a small man. ‘Then pay me!’ and master says, ‘I’ll be dam’d if I do.’ ‘Well,’ says the man, ‘I’ll put you in a way to pay me afore night.’ So it comes night, master rides up and pays him, and tries to hire him agin; but says he, ‘I wouldn’t work for sich a barbarous wretch14, if you’d give me fifty dollars a day.’[5]
5. There are certain principles, developed in these facts, which the reader ought to notice. Abolitionists meet with opposition16 from the slaveholder, and his abettors, for the same reason that this man was cursed by the tyrant17 who had just lashed18 Peter! He was angry with the man, because he told him the truth. It excited all the malignity19 of a demon20 in his breast to be rebuked21. He knew he was doing wrong, and conscience made the reproof22 a barbed arrow to his soul, and he raved23 because his pride was mortified24, and he felt disturbed.—So is it now! The Abolitionists are opposed for the same reason.—They are the first body of men in America, who have depicted25 slavery—they have dissected26 the fiendish monster, and brought down the contempt of the world, who love freedom, upon the head of the southern slaveholder. They have poured light, like a stream of fire, upon the whole South, and disturbed the consciences of the buyers and sellers of souls. And we see the malignity of hell itself boiling out of the southern mouth, and southern press; and politicians and religious (?) editors, and ministers of the gospel, are all pressed into the vile27 and low-lived business of bolstering28 up tyrants29 upon their unholy thrones, and propping30 up the darkest, and blackest system of oppression that ever existed on earth. These men have not been needed before, their help was not called for;—for nothing was being done to break down slavery. The Colonization31 Society, met with a different fate at the South, and for this reason it was sustained by all slaveholders who knew the policy. It was the best friend the slaveholder ever had—it kept the consciences of the tyrants quiet—it was a healing plaster just large enough for the sore.—And some of the most distinguished32 slaveholders in the United States, some of them officers of the American Colonization Society, and the most liberal donors33 of its funds, told the author of this note, that, they considered the Society the firmest support slavery had in the world, for ‘twould keep the North and the South quiet about their peculiar34 institutions. “The Society,” said one of them, who was at the time a member of the United States Senate, “has carried away about three thousand or four thousand niggers in twenty years, and the increase has been over half a million. Now, Sir, I can afford, on selfish principles, to give ten thousand dollars a year to that Society, rather than have it go down; for when it goes down, slavery will go with it, and it will go down just as soon as it loses the confidence of the people of the North!!!!!!! ? Very good reason why slaveholders should support Colonization!!!!!! There is not the fain’test doubt in creation, that the great mass of the South wish slavery, under the circumstances, to continue; and they make war against the Abolitionists because they want it to stop, and are doing all they can to put it down; (for this is the definition of an Abolitionist;) just as the drunkard makes war upon the Temperance Reformation, because it strikes a blow at his idol36; just as infidels oppose revivals37, because they disturb their consciences, and make infidelity contemptible38. Now, I hesitate not to say, that no system of principles, or measures, will ever do away with slavery, except that system which meets with the determined39, and combined opposition of slaveholders, and those who are interested in sustaining the system. For the system that destroys slavery, must aim a deadly blow at selfishness, and this will excite malignity, and this will show itself out in the gall40 that is poured upon Abolitionists, from the cowardly and sophistical apologies of Pro-Slavery Princeton Divines, down to the hard, but not convincing arguments of brick-bats.
The truth is, that the South oppose Abolition15, not because “it has put back emancipation,” as the New York Observer says,—for, in that case, its champions would be found south of “Mason’s and Dixon’s line,”—but, because Abolition has a direct, and decided41, and tremendous influence in hurling42 the system of heathenish, and cruel oppression to the ground. But there are some, a noble, an immortal43 few, hearts in the South who are waiting for the consolation44 of Africa, who bless God for every prayer we offer, and for every convert we gain. And the prayers of every man, and woman, in the slaveholding states, who longs for the freedom of the slave, follow the Abolitionists, and contribute to the spread and triumph of our principles.
“By being exposed, and abused, and whipped, and almost starved and frozen to death, through the winter, in the spring I was took down with the typhus fever, and lay on a bed of straw, behind the back kitchen door, six months, almost dead; and the doctor come to see me every day, and finally says he to master, ‘if you want that boy to git well, you must give him a decenter place to lay than all that comes tu, for ’tain’t fit for a sick dog.’
“So the gals moved me up stairs, in their arms, and there I lay. They was kind to me durin’ my sickness, but master was very indifferent, and didn’t seem to care whether I lived or died. Well, the gals, one pleasant day in the fall, took me in their arms, and carried me down stairs, and put me in a little baby wagon46, and drew me ’bout twenty rods and back, and then took me up stairs agin’, oh! how tired I was, and they did that every day, till I got so I could walk about, and I shall always remember it in ’em, tu.
“Well, in ’bout two months arter this, I got so I could work a leetle, and one day Doctor Walker comes in with his bill of seventy odd dollars; and master says he, ‘I wish the dam nigger had died, and then I shouldn’t had this money to pay.’ Master payed him off arter some jawing47; but oh! how savage master was to me arter this![6]
6. One would think that so long a time for reflection, would have softened48 the poor tyrant’s heart—but it is no easy matter to eradicate49 the tyranny which is fostered in the bosom50 of the possessor of irresponsible power.
“Well, next Sunday a Methodist preacher comes along, and was agoin’ to preach at Ingen Fields. And so he and his wife come down to dine with us, and we cooked a leg of mutton we had on hand, for dinner, and got it on the table, and all sets down, and master begins to cut it, and come tu, ’twas distressedly tain’ted round the bone, and smelled bad.
“Well, master orders it off the table; and I goes and knocks over five chickens, and dresses ’em, and friccazeed them in a hurry, and got ’em on to the table; and I guess we didn’t hinder ’em mor’n half an hour.
“Well, nobody could stand the mutton, it stunk52 so; but master tells the folks to give me nothin’ else to eat; and I eat, and eat away upon it, day after day, as long as I could; and then I’d tear off bits, and hide ’em in my bosom, and carry ’em out, and fling ’em away, to git rid on it; and one night, when it stunk so bad it fairly knocked me down, I takes the whole frame and leaves for the lot with it, and buries it; and thinks, says I, now the old mutton leg won’t trouble me any more.—— ? But it happened, that a few days arter this, that we was ploughin’ that lot, and he was holdin’ the plough; and fust he knows, up comes the mutton leg, and fust he looks at it, and then at me, and takes it up, and scrapes the dirt off on it—and oh! how he biled!—and says he, ‘You black devil, what did you hide that mutton for?’ And he took the whip out of my hand, and cut me with it a few times; and says I, ‘Master, I won’t stand this;’ and off I run towards the house, and he arter, as fast as we could clip it; and he into the house and gits the rifle, and I see it, and oh! how I cleared the coop into the lots; and as I was a goin’ over a knoll53, he let strip arter me, and I hears the ball whistle over my head. I tell ye, how it come!—and I scart enemost to death.
“Well, I wanders round a while, my heart a pittepattin’ all the time, and finally, comes back to the house. But I see him a comin’ with the rifle agin’ as I got into the lot, and I fled for shelter into the shell of an old hemlock-tree left standin’, (you’ve seen such arter a lot is burnt,) and he see me, and he let strip agin’, and whiz went the ball through the old shell, about a foot over my head, for I’d squat54 down, and if I hadn’t he’d a fixed55 me out as stiff as a maggot. He comes up, and sings out, ‘You dead, nigger?’ ‘Yis, Sir.’
“‘Well, what do ye speak for, then, you black cuss?’ Then he catches hold on me, and drags me out, and beats me with a club, till I was dead for arnest, enemost; and then, lookin’ at the hole in the tree, he turns to me, lyin’ on the ground, and says, ‘Next time I’ll bore a hole through you, you black son of a bitch. Now drive that team, and straight, tu, or you’ll catch a junk of lead into you.’
“Well, I hobbled along, and we ploughed all day; and come night, I boohooed and cried a good deal, and the children gits round me, and asks, ‘What’s the matter, Peter?’ I tells ’em, ‘Master’s been a poundin’ on me, and then he shot arter me, and I don’t know what he will do next.’ Julia speaks, and says, ‘I declare it’s a wonder the devil don’t come and take father off.’
“He orders the family not to give me any supper; but arter he’d gone to bed, the gals comes along, and one on ’em treads on my toe, and gin me the wink56, and I know’d what it meant; and so I goes into the wood-house, and finds a good supper laid on a beam, where I’d got many a good bite; and went off to bed with a heavy heart.
“But, as I hate to be a tellin’ bloody57 stories all the time, I’ll jist give you a short one ’bout a bear; for I was as mighty58 a hand for bears as ever ye see.
“One night I went along arter my cows into the woods, a whistlin’ and a singin’ along, with the rifle on my shoulder, a listenin’ for my cow-bell, but couldn’t hear nothing on it; and so on I goes a good ways, and hears nothin’ yit; and I’d hearn old-fashioned people say, you must clap your ear down on the ground to hear your cow-bell, and I did, and I hears it away towards the house; and so for home I starts; and it gits to be kind’a duskish; and the first thing I hears or sees, was right afore me, a great big black bear, that riz right up out of the scrub-oaks, and stood on his hind45 feet; and I was so scart, I didn’t know how to manage the business; and there I stood atwixt two evils; one way I was ‘fraid of the dark, and t’other I was ‘fraid of the bear; and finally, I starts and runs from him, and he jist then down on his legs and put arter me. Well, I turns round and faces him, and he riz up on his hind feet agin’, and kind’a growled59. Atwixt me and him, there was a small black oak staddle, and thinks I to myself, if I can git to that, I can hold my gun steady ’nough to shoot him; but then I was afeard I shouldn’t kill him; and if I didn’t he’d kill me. However, I starts for the staddle; and he kind’a growled, and wiggled his short tail, and seemed to be tickled60 to think I was a comin’ towards him. As quick as I got up to the staddle, I cocked my piece, and aimed right at his brisket, atwixt his fore13 legs, as near as I could, and fired—and run; and never looked behind me, to see whether I’d killed my adversary61 or not, and put for the house as fast I could. Well, up I come to the house, so short-winded, that I puffed62 and blowed like a steamboat; and old master says he, ‘What you shot, nigger?’
“‘A bear, Sir.’
“‘Where is he?’
“‘In the scrub-oaks, out there; and I b’lieve I killed him, tu.’
“‘Killed him? you black puppy; go and git t’other rifle, and load it.’ And I goes. ‘Now,’ says he, ‘start back for your bear; and if you han’t shot any, I’ll shoot you.’ And so back I goes; and master follows along behind me, half scared to pieces, for fear my dead bear would bite him.
Well, come to the scrub-oaks, there lay my bear a strugglin’, with his fore-paws hold on a scrub-oak, a twistin’ it round and round, and then master steps up, as resolute63 as an Ingen warrior64, to shoot him, and he first made me fire into his head, and then he fired into his heart; and when we’d killed him dead, we draws him to the house and skins him; and I think ’twas the fattest bear I ever see in all my life.
Well, that fall master went to Philadelphia, and he takes that skin with five others I’d killed, that he’d already got the premium65 on, and sold ’em in Philadelphia—and in all, they come to over one hundred dollars, bounty66, skins, and all, to say nothin’ at all ’bout meat; and he never gin me a Bungtown copper67 out of the whole. No, not enough to buy a pinch of snuff, or a chew of tobacco.”[7]
7. Another exemplification of the abominable68 doctrine69 of the right of property in man! Concede this right, and his master did right, and Peter ought not to complain.
A. “Were there any churches in that region?”
P. “Yis, Sir; there was two of our gals belonged to the Methodist meetin’—Julia and Polly, and I used to have to drive them to meetin’ every other Sunday, to a place about four or five miles off, towards Auburn, called Plane Hill. Every season we used to have a Camp meetin’, at what’s called Scipio Plains, and used to have to go and strike a tent and carry down the family, and wait on ’em till the meetin’ was over. Well, the most I can recollect70 about them meetin’s was, they used to make a despod hollerin’ and shoutin’. Some would sing ‘glory hallelujah,’ and ‘amen,’ and some, ‘I can see Jesus Christ, I see him a comin’, I see him a comin’,’ and I was jist fool enough to look and see if I could see him, but I never see anything.
“One Camp meetin’ we had I went to, and paid strict ‘tention, and it seemed to me that a part of the sarmint was aimed at me, straight, but I was so ignorant that I didn’t take the sense on it. In what they calls their ‘prayin’ circles,’ there was a colored man—quite an old man, but mighty good, for he made a great prayer; and while he prayed, a good many old and young cried, and shed a good many tears. Well, seein’ them cry, made me cry, I ‘spose, for I can’t assign any other reason; and this colored man see me cryin’ and he comes to me and says he, ‘my son, do you want religion?’ ‘Yis, Sir,’ says I, ‘what is religion?’ He speaks in a kind of a broken language, and says, ‘Religion is to do as we do—sing and shout and pray, and call on God; and don’t you want us to pray for you?’
“‘Yis, Sir,’ says I, ‘I wants every body to pray for me.’
“So he speaks to a minister, and says I wants to be prayed for; and so they gits into a ring, and crowds round me like a flock of sheep round a man that’s got a salt dish. I don’t want to make a wrong comparison, but I can’t think of nothin’ else so near like it. Then this white minister tells me I must git down on my knees; and so down I gits, and they begins to pray, and shout, and sing, and clap their hands, and I was scart, and looked two or three times to git a chance to cut stick and be off, but I couldn’t find a place to git out of the ring; and I tell ye, thinks says I, ‘if this is religion, I’ve got ’nough on it, and I’ll be off.’ They prayed God would send his ‘power,’ and convart that ’ere colored boy; and so while they was shoutin’ right down hard for me, one of our gals, Polly, I believe, gits what they calls ‘the power,’ and they kind’a left me and went over to her; but some on ’em stuck by me, but they didn’t seem nigh so thick, and I was right glad of that, I tell ye, and as quick as I got a chance, I got out of the ring, and made tracks, and cut like a white head; and when I got a goin’ I didn’t stop till I got down to the horses, and that was half a mile; and when I got there, the old woman that kept the tavern71 (she knew me) says, ‘why, Peter! what’s the matter?’
“‘Matter,’ says I ‘matter enough; they got me into a ring up there, and scart me half to pieces, and I made off, I tell ye; and if scarein’ folks makes ’em religious, I’ll be a good Christian72 arter this as any on ’em, for they scart me like tarnation.’ Well, goin’ home that night, the gals talked to me a good deal ’bout religion. They used to be a good deal more religiouser ’bout Camp meetin’ times than any other times, and they’d try to git me to pray, and larn me how; and come up into my chamber73 arter the old folks had gone to bed, to tell me ’bout religion, and all that; and so, arter this meetin’ I used to pray some, and when I went arter my cows, I’d git behind some big tree, and pray as well as I knew how, and so every time I got a chance, I’d keep it up, for six or seven months, and then I’d git all over it, and I could swear as bad as ever; and by this time the gals had got kind’a cold, and didn’t say much ’bout religion; and that’s the history of all my religion then. And arter this scare I tell on, I didn’t have any more religious fits very soon.
“Prayin’ in the woods makes me think of bein’ tied up there. Once master gits mad with me, cause I didn’t plane cherry boards ’nough, and he takes me out into the woods, and ties me up, ’bout dark, and says he, ‘now stay there, you black devil, till mornin’.’ Well, he’d whipped me raw afore this, and there ’twas dark as pitch, and the woods full of all kinds of live varmints,—a sore back, and enemost starved; and I tell ye if I didn’t scream jist like a good fellow, I’ll give up. I hollered jist as loud as I could bawl74, and there I stayed a good while, afeared of bein’ eat up by varmints every minute. Finally, a man who hears me, comes up and says, ‘whose there?’
“‘Peter,’ says I.
“‘And what’s the matter?’
“‘Matter ’nough! Master’s whipped me raw, and enemost starved me, and tied me up, and is a goin’ to keep me here all night.’
“‘No, he ain’t ‘nother.’ And at that he out with a big jack-knife, and cut the rope; and I says, ‘Thank’ee, Sir;’ and off he went. But I warn’t much better off now, for I darn’t go to the house, for there I should git it worse yit; and so I went to the fence, so if any wild thing come arter me, I could be on the move; and there I stood, and hollered, and bawled75, and screamed, till I thought it must be near mornin’; and finally, one of the gals comes out to untie10 me; and if ever I was glad to see a woman’s face, ’twas then; but if there’d been fifty wild beasts within a mile on me, they’d been so scart by my bawlin’, that they’d made tracks t’other way.
“But up to ’bout this time, I used to have some sunny days, when I’d enjoy myself pretty well. But I don’t think that for five years, my wounds, of his make, fairly healed up, afore he tore ’em open agin’ with an ox-goad, or cat-o’-nine-tails, and made ’em bleed agin’. But I’ve not told you the worst part of the story yit. Master got to be more savage than ever, and so cruel, that it did seem that I couldn’t live with him. He got to be a dreadful drunkard, and ? owned a share in a still; ? and he used to keep a barrel of whiskey in his cellar all the time; and he’d git up airly in the mornin’, and take jist enough to make him cross; and then ’twas ‘here, nigger,’ and ‘there, nigger,’ and ‘every where, nigger,’ at once.
“He got to be sheriff, and then he drinked worse than ever; and when he come home, he used to ‘buse his wife and family, and beat the fust one he’d come to; and I’d generally be on the move, if my eyes was open, when he got home, for he’d thrash me for nothin’. And I’ve seen him whip his gals arter they got big enough to be young women grown, in his drunken fits; and many a time I’ve run out, and stayed round the barn, for hours and hours, till I was nearly froze, from fear on him; only, sometimes, when I knew he would thrash somebody, he was so savage, I’d stay in doors, and let his rage bile over on me, rather than on the gals; for I couldn’t bear to have them beat so.
“One day he tells me to git up the team, and go to drawin’ wood to the door. I used to have nothin’ to eat generally, but buttermilk and samp, except, now and then, a good bite from some of the gals or neighbors. The buttermilk used to be kept in an old-fashioned Dutch barrel-churn, till ’twas sour enough to make a pig squeal76. Well, I drawed wood all day, and one of the coldest in winter, and eat nothin’ but a basin of buttermilk in the mornin’, and so at night I goes to put out the team, and he says, ‘Nigger, don’t put out that team yit; go and do your chores, and then put up ten bushels of wheat, and go to mill with it, and bring it back to-night ground, or I’ll whip your guts78 out.’
“Well, I hadn’t had any dinner or supper, and it was a tremendous cold night; but ‘Lecta puts into the sleigh one of these old-fashioned cloaks, with a hood79 on it, and says she, ‘Don’t put it on till you git out of sight of the house, and here’s two nut-cakes; and, if I was in your place, I wouldn’t let the horses creep, for it’s awful cold, and I’m ‘fraid you’ll freeze.’
“Well, I come to the mill, which was ten miles off, and told the miller80 my story, and what master said, with tears in my eyes; for my spirit had got so kind’a broken by my hard lot, that I didn’t seem to have anything manly81 about me. ? Oh! how you can degrade a man, if you’ll only make him a slave! ?
“The miller says, ‘Peter, you shall have your grist as soon as possible.’ And I set down by the furnace of coals, he kept by the water-wheel to keep it from freezin’, and begun to roast kernels82 of wheat, for I was dreadful hungry. He axed me to go in and eat; but I didn’t want to. And so about twelve o’clock at night I got my grist, and starts for home, and gits there, and takes good care of every thing; and then I begins to think about my own supper. The folks was all abed and asleep; but I finds a basin of buttermilk and samp down in the chimney-corner, and I eats that; and, if any thing, it makes me hungrier than I was afore; and I sets down over the fire, and begins to think![8] ?
8. Thought must ultimately prove the destruction of all oppression. Man is a being of intellect; and if his mind is not so benighted84 by darkness, or be-numbed by oppression, light will find its way into his soul; and his natural love of freedom, and his consciousness of his inalienable rights, will show him the claims of justice, and the deep and awful guilt85 of slavery; and then he will win his way to liberty, either by flight or blood. Humanity may be so chafed86 by repeated acts of cruelty and abuse, that any means will seem justifiable87, in the sight of the being who is to use some means for his release, if he ever ceases to groan2. It is wisdom, then, to make the slave free while we can; for, as sure as God made man for freedom, so sure he will ultimately be free, in one way or another.
“I had had many a time of thinkin’ afore, but I had never before felt master’s cruelty as I felt it now. Here he was, a rich man; and I had slaved myself to death for him, and been a thousand times more faithful in his business than I have ever been in my own; and yit I must starve. I felt the natur’ of injustice88 most keenly, and I bust89 into tears, for I felt kind’a broken-hearted and desolate90. But I thought tears wouldn’t ever do the work! ? I axed myself if I warn’t a man—a human bein’—one of God’s crutters: and I riz up, detarmined to have justice! ? ‘And now,’ says I, ‘I may as well die for an old sheep as a lamb; and if there is any thing in this house that can satisfy my starvation, I’ll have it, if it costs me my life.’
“So I starts for the cupboard, and finds it locked, and I up with one of my feet and staves one of the panels through in the door, and there was every thing good to eat; and so I eat till I got my fill of beef, and pork, and cabbage, and turnips91 and ‘taters; and then I laid into the nicknacks, sich as pies, cakes, cheese and sich like. Well, arter I’d done and come out, and set down by the fire, master opens his bedroom door and sings out, ‘away with you to bed, you black infernal nigger you, and I’ll settle with you in the mornin’, and he ripped out some oaths that fairly made my wool rise on end, and then shets the door. Well, thinks I, if I am to die, and I expected he’d kill me in the mornin’, I’ll go the length of my rope, and die on a full stomach. So I goes to an old-fashioned tray of nut-cakes, and stuffs my bosom full on ’em, and carries ’em up stairs, and puts ’em in my old straw bed, and I knew nobody ever touched that but Pete Wheeler, and I crawled in and I had a plenty of time to think. ?
“In the mornin’ the old man gits up and makes up a fire, a thing he hadn’t done afore in all winter, and then comes to the head of the stairs, and calls for ‘his nigger;’ and I hears a crackin’ in the fire,—and he’d cut a parcel of withes—walnut92, of course, and run ’em into the ashes, and wythed the eends on ’em under his feet, and takes ’em along,—and a large rope,—and hits me a cut and says, ‘out to the barn with me, nigger;’ and so I follows him along.
“Well, come to the barn, the first thing he swings the big doors open, and the north wind swept through like a harricane. ‘Now,’ says he, ‘nigger, pull off your coat;’ I did.
“‘Now pull off your jacket, nigger;’ I did.
“‘Now off with your shirt, nigger;’ I did.
“‘Now off with your pantaloons, nigger;’ I did.
“‘And be dam quick about it too.’
“Arter I gits ’em off, he crosses my hands, and ties ’em together with one end of a rope, and throws the other end up overhead, across a beam, and then draws me up by my hands till I clears the floor two feet. He then crosses my feet jist so, and puts the rope through the bull-ring in the floor, and then pulls on the rope till I was drawn94 tight—till my bones fairly snapped, and ties it, and then leaves me in that doleful situation, and goes off to the house, and wanders round ’bout twenty minutes; and there the north wind sweeps through: oh! how it stung; and there I hung and cried, and the tears fell and froze on my breast, and I wished I was dead. But back he comes, and says he, as he takes up a withe, ‘now, you dam nigger, I’m a goin’ to settle with you for breaking open the cupboard,’ and he hits me four or five cuts with one and it broke; and he catches up another, and he cut all ways, cross and back, and one way and then another, and he whipped me till the blood run down my legs, and froze in long blood isicles on the balls of my heels, as big as your thumb!! ? !! and I hollered and screamed till I was past hollerin’ and twitchin’, for when he begun, I hollered and twitched95 dreadfully; and my hands was swelled96 till the blood settled under my nails and toes, and one of my feet hain’t seen a well day since: and I cried, and the tears froze on my cheeks, and I had got almost blind, and so stiff I couldn’t stir, and near dyin’. How long he whipped me I can’t tell, for I got so, finally, I couldn’t tell when he was a whippin’ on me!!! ‘Oh! Mr. L.——,’ “said Peter, as the tears rolled down his wrinkled cheeks, while the picture of that scene of blood again came up vividly97 before his mind, “‘oh! Mr. L.——, it was a sight to make any body that has got any feelin’ weep; and there I hung, and he goes off to the house, and arter a while, I can’t tell how long, he comes back with a tin cup full of brine, heat up, and says he, ‘now nigger, I’m goin’ to put this on to keep you from mortifyin,’ and when it struck me, it brought me to my feelin’, I tell ye; and then, arter a while, he lets me down and unties me, and goes off to the house.
“Well, I couldn’t stand up, and there the barn doors was open yit, and I was so stiff and lame98, and froze, it seemed to me I couldn’t move at all. But I sat down, and begins to rub my hands to get ’em to their feelin’, so I could use ’em, and then my legs, and then my other parts, and my back I couldn’t move, for ’twas as stiff as a board, and I couldn’t turn without turnin’ my whole body; and I should think I was in that situation all of an hour, afore I could git my clothes on.
“At last I got my shirt on, and it stuck fast to my back, and then my t’other clothes on, and then I gits up and shuts the barn doors, and waddles99 off to the house; and he sees me a comin’, and hollers out ‘nigger, go and do your chores, and off to the woods.’
“Well, I waddled100 round, and did my chores as well as I could, and then takes my axe83 and waddles off to the woods, through a deep snow. I gits there, and cuts down a large rock oak tree, and a good while I was ’bout it, tu, and my shirt still stuck fast to my back. I off with one eight foot cut, and then flung my axe down on the ground, and swore I’d die afore I cut another chip out of that log that day; and I gets down and clears away the snow on the sunny side of the log, and sets down on the leaves, and a part of the time I sighed, and a part of the time I cried, and a part of the time I swore, and wished myself dead fifty times.
“Well, settin’ there I looked up and to my surprise I see a woman comin’ towards me; and come to, it turned out to be my old friend ‘Lecta, and the first thing she says, when she comes up was, ‘ain’t you most dead, Peter?’ ‘Yis, and I wish I was quite, Miss ‘Lecta;’ and she cries and I cries, and she sets down on the log and says, ‘Peter, ain’t you hungry? here’s some victuals101 for you;’ and she had some warm coffee in a coffee-pot, and some fried meat, and some bread, and pie, and cheese, and nut-cakes; and says she to me, ‘Peter, eat it all up if you can.’
A. “Why! Peter what would become of the world, if it warn’t, for the women?”
P. “Why, Sir, they’d eat each other up, and what they didn’t eat, they’d kill. Then they keep the men back from doin’ a great many ferocious102 things. Why, only ‘tother day when that duel103 was fit in Washington, between Graves and Cilley, the papers say that Mrs. Graves, when she found out that the duel was a comin’ on, tried to stop her husband, but he wouldn’t hear to her, and so he went on, and killed poor Cilley, and made his wife a widder, and his children orphans104. Now, only think how much misery105 would have been spared, if he’d only heard to his wife.
“‘Well,’ says ‘Lecta, ‘I wouldn’t strike another stroke to day.’ And then to be undiscovered, she goes up to a neighbor’s and stays there all day. So at night I goes home, and does my chores the best way I could. So I carries in a handful of wood, and master says, ‘how much wood you cut, nigger?’ ‘I don’t know, Sir.’ ‘One load?’ ‘I don’t know, Sir.’ ‘How many trees you cut down!’ ‘One, Sir.’ ‘You cut it up?’ ‘No, Sir.’ ‘Well, tell me how much you have cut, dam quick, tu.’ ‘One log off, Sir.’ At that he catches up his cane93, and throws on his great coat, and fetches a heavy oath, and starts off for the woods. I sets down in the corner, with a dreadful ticklin’ round my heart; and the children kept a lookin’ out of the winder, to see him comin’, and in he comes, frothy, he was so mad. Mistress says to him, ‘possup,’ which means, ‘stop,’ I ‘spose, and then he went into the other room to supper.
Finally, I crawls into my nest of rags, and I laid on my face all night, I couldn’t lay any other way; and next mornin’ after tryin’ several times, I made out to git up and go down, and do my chores.
“Arter breakfast, Mr. Abers, his brother-in-law, come down, and says he, ‘Gideon, what’s your notion in torturin’ this boy, so? If you want to kill him, why not take an axe and put him out of his misery?’ Master says, ‘is it any of your business?’ ‘Yis, Sir, ’tis my business, and the business of every human bein’ not to see you torture that boy so. You know he’s faithful, and every body knows it, and a smarter boy you can’t find any where of his age.[9] Master then colours up, with wrath106, and says, ‘you or any body else, help yourself! I’ll do with my nigger as I please—he’s my property, ? and I have a right to use my own property, as I please. You lie, that it’s any of your business to interfere107 with my concerns.’[10]
9. Here is Abolition, and its opposition in a nut-shell. Abolitionists, are those who claim that if a fellow-man is suffering, it is the business of his brother to help him, if possible, and in the best way he can. Accordingly, we lift up our voice against the abominations that are done in this land of chains, and whips, and heathenism, and slaves! Who are our opposers, and revilers, and enemies? They are men who don’t believe it to be their business, to interfere with the rights of the slave breeder, and slave buyer, and slaveholder, of the United States. Their creed108 will let them stand by and look at a brother bleeding, and groaning109, and dying under a worse than high-way robbery, and yet ’twill bind110 their arms if they would extend a helping111 hand—’twill stop their mouths if they wish to plead for the dumb. Oh! my soul! who that respects the claims of humanity, ain’t ashamed to disgrace man so? What philanthropist who wants to see all men rise high in virtue112, and happiness, ain’t ashamed to hold one set of principles for men in freedom, and another for men in chains. What christian don’t blush, to urge as an excuse for chilling and freezing his sympathies for the slave, “the legislation of the country forbids me to help a brother in distress51.”
10. The old corner stone of the whole edifice—? property in man. ? This reply of the master, is just like the low, and vile swaggering and bragging113 of the South, that has so long intimidated114 the time-serving politician of the North, with Southern principles, and the dough-faced christian with infidel principles. There is something humiliating in the thought, that the South has been able always to put down the rising spirit of freedom at the North, by brags115 and swagger! ? Ever since the early days of the Revolution, when Adams and Hancock, and Ames, and Franklin, tried to get the South to wash her hands from the blood of oppression, and be clean, bluster116, and noise, and brags have crushed our efforts. And these same patriots117, noble in every thing else, were dragooned into submission118, and this Moloch of the South was worshipped by the signers of the greatest instrument the world ever saw. And, as the compromise must go on, an unholy alliance was formed between liberty and despotism; and as the price paid for the temple’s going up, tyranny has made a great niche119 in our temple of freedom, and there this strange god is worshipped by freemen. Oh! God! what blasphemy120 is here? tyranny and liberty worshipped together! offerings made to the God of heaven, and the demon of oppression on the same altar!
Nullification lifted its brags and boasts, and swagger, and the North gave up her principles. And because the South has always succeeded, they already boast of victory over all the Abolitionists of the North, and expect either that they have accomplished121 the work of crushing them, or that they can do it just when they please. But the South will find that since the days of Jay, and Adams, liberty has grown strong, and when the great struggle comes, they will see that there are but two parties on the field,—a few slave-driving, slave-breeding tyrants covered with blood, unrighteously shed, at war with the combined powers of the world. The principles of Abolition, have ennobled the human mind, and in all the world’s history, cannot be found a body of men, who have endured so much obloquy122 and abuse, with so much unflinching firmness, and manly fortitude123, as the Abolitionists. They are not to be awed77 by swagger, nor stopped by brags. No! thanks to our Leader, the Lord Jesus Christ, who died to break every chain in creation, the work of human freedom must go forward; and the South has no more power to stop the progress of light, and principles of liberty in this age, than the progress of the sun in the heavens. The great guiding principle of all the benevolence124 in the world is, to interfere to save a brother from distress and tyranny.—Every reform must interfere with tyranny: ’twas so with christianity in its establishment—with the Reformation—with our Revolution—and shall be so—for christianity makes it man’s business to interfere with every usurpation125, and system of tyranny and invasion of human rights, until every yoke126 shall be broken in the entire dominions127 of God.
“‘Don’t, you give me the lie again,’ says Abers, ‘or I’ll give you what a liar35 deserves.’ Well, master give him the lie agin, and Abers took him by the nape of the neck and by the britch of his clothes, and flings him down on the floor, as you would a child, (for master was a small man,) and he pounds him and kicks him and bruises128 him up most egregiously129 and then starts for the door and says, ‘come along with me, Peter, you are agoin’ to be my boy a spell, and I’ll see if this is your fault, or ‘master’s’ as you call him.’
“So I picks up my old hat, there warn’t any crown in it, but swindle tow stuffed in, and goes along with him. I gits there, and Mrs. Abers, master’s sister, says, ‘my dear feller, ain’t you almost dead?’
“So arter breakfast, for Mr. Abers had come down afore breakfast, and I sets down and eats with ’em, Mrs. Abers takes a leetle skillet, and warms some water, and then she tries to pull my shirt off, and it stuck fast to my back, and so she puts in some castile soap-suds all over my back, and I finally gits it off, and all the wool that had come off of my old homespun shirt of wool, and the hairs of this, sticks in the wounds, and so she takes and picks ’em all out, and washes me with a sponge very carefully, but oh! how it hurt.—Arter this she takes a piece of fine cambric linen130, and wets it in sweet ile, and lays it all over my back, and I felt like a new crutter; and then I went to bed and slept a good while, and only got up at sundown to eat, and then to bed agin. So next mornin’ she put on another jist like it, and I stayed there a fortnight and had my ease, and lived on the fat of the land tu, I tell ye.”
A. “Didn’t your master come after you, Peter?”
P. “Oh! no, Sir; he had all he could do to take care of the bruises Abers gin him. So one Monday mornin’ he tells me I had better go home to master’s. Well, I begins to cry, and says, ‘I’ll go, but master will whip me to death, next time.’ ‘No he won’t,’ says Abers. ‘You go and do your chores, and be a good boy; and I’ll be over bim’bye, and see how you git along.’
“Well, as soon as I got home, I opened the door, and mistress says, ‘You come home agin’, have you, you black son of a bitch?’
“‘Yes, ma’am; and how does master do?’
“So master finds I’d got home, and he sends one of the children out arter me; and in I goes, and finds him on his bed yit. He speaks, ‘You got home, have you?’ ‘Yis, Sir; and how does master do?’ ‘Oh! I’m almost dead, Peter;’ and he spoke132 as mild as you do. And I says, ‘I’m dreadful sorry for you;’ and I lied, tu. So I pitied him, and pretended to feel bad, and cry. And he says, ‘You must be a good boy, and take good care of the stock, till I gets well.’ And so out I goes to the barn, and sung, and danced, and felt as tickled as a boy with a new whistle, to think master had got a good bruisin’ as well as myself, and I’d got on my taps first.
“Well, for six months he was a kind of a decent man; he’d speak kind’a pleasant—for he was so ‘fraid of Abers, that he darn’t do any other way.
“Next winter followin’, I was in the barn thrashin’; and, as I stood with my back to the south door, a litter of leetle white pigs comes along, and goes to eatin’ the karnels of wheat that fell over master’s barn door sill; and I was kind’a pleased to see sich leetle fellers, they always seemed so kind’a funny; and the fust thing I knew, he struck me over the head with one of these ’ere old-fashioned pitchforks, and I fell into the straw jist like a pluck in a pail of water. I gathers as quick as I could, arter I found out I was down, and he stood, with a fork in his hand, and swore if I stirred, he’d knock me down, and pin me to the floor.
“I run out of the big door, and he arter me, with the fork in his hand; and he run me into the snow, where ’twas deep, and got me to the fence, where I was up to my middle in snow, and couldn’t move; and he was a goin’ to thrust arter me, and I hollers, and says, ‘Master, don’t stick that into me.’ ‘I will, you black devil.’ I see there was no hope for me; and I reaches out, and got hold of a stake, and as I took hold on it, as ’twas so ordered, it come out; and, as he made a plunge133 arter me, I struck arter him with this stake, and hit him right across the small of his back; and the way I did it warn’t slow; and he fell into the snow like a dead man; and he lay there, and didn’t stir, only one of his feet quivered; and I began to grow scart, for fear he was dyin’; and I was tempted134 to run into the barn, and dash my head agin’ a post, and dash my brains out; and the longer I stood there, the worse I felt, for I knew for murder a body must be hung.
“But bim’bye he begun to gasp135, and gasp, and catch his breath; and he did that three or four times; and then the blood poured out of his mouth; and he says, as soon as he could speak, ‘Help me, Peter.’ And I says, ‘I shan’t.’ And he says agin’, in a low voice, ‘Oh! help me!’ I says, ‘I’ll see the devil have you, afore I’ll help you, you old heathen, you.’ And at that he draws a dreadful oath, that fairly made the snow melt; and says agin’, ‘Do you help me, you infernal cuss.’ I uses the same words agin’; and he tells me, ‘if you don’t, I’ll kill you as sure as ever I get into the house.’
“Soon he stood clear up, and walked along by the fence, and drew himself by the rails to the house; and I went to thrashin’ agin’. Pretty soon ‘Lecta comes out to the barn, and says, ‘Peter, father wants to see you.’ I says, ‘If he wants to see me mor’n I want to see him, he must come where I be;’ and I had a dreadful oath with it. And she speaks as mild as a blue-bird, and says, ‘Now, Peter, ‘tend to me. You know I’m always good to you; now if you don’t mind, you’ll lose a friend.’ That touches my feelin’s, and I starts for the house; but I ’spected to be killed as sure as I stepped across the sill.
“Well, I entered the old cellar-kitchen; and mistress locks the door, and puts the key in her side-pocket; and master set in one chair, and his arm a restin’ on another, as I set now, and he raises up, and takes down the rifle that hung in the hooks over his head on a beam; and I knew I was a dead man, for I had loaded it a few days afore for a bear; and says he, as he fetches it up to his face, and cocks it, and pints136 it right at my heart. ‘Now, you dam nigger, I’ll end your existence.’
“Now death stared me right in the face, and I knew I had nothin’ to lose; and the minute he aimed at me, I jumped at him like a streak137, and run my head right atwixt his legs, and catched him, and flung him right over my head a tumblin’, and I did it as quick as lightnin’; and, as he fell, the rifle went off, and bored two doors, and lodged138 in the wall of the bedroom; and I flew and on to him, and clinched139 hold on his souse, and planted my knees in his belly141, and jammed his old head up and down on the floor, and the way I did it warn’t to be beat.
“Well, by this time, old mistress come, and hit me a slap on the backsides, with one of these ’ere old-fashioned Dutch fire-slices, and it didn’t set very asy ‘nother; but I still hung on to one ear, and fetched her a side-winder right across the bridge of her old nose, and she fell backwards142, and out come the key of the door out of her pocket; and ‘Lecta got the key, and run and opened the door—for the noise had brought the gals down like fury; and I gin his old head one more mortal jam with both hands, and pummelled his old belly once more hard, and leaped out of the door, and put out for the barn.
“At night I come back, and there was somethin’ better for my supper than I had had since I lived there. I set down to eat; and he come out into the kitchen with his cane, and cussed, and swore, and ripped, and tore; and I says, ‘Master, you may cuss and swear as much as you please; but on the peril143 of your life, don’t you lay a finger on me;’ and there was a big old-fashioned butcher-knife lay on the table, and I says to him, ‘Just as sure as you do, I’ll run that butcher-knife through you, and clinch140 it.’ I had the worst oath I ever took in all my life, and spoke so savage, that I fairly scart him.
“I told him to give me a paper to look a new master; for you see, there was a law, that if a slave, in them days, wanted to change masters, on account of cruelty, that his old master must give him a paper, and he could git a new one, if he could find a man that would buy him. At fust he said he would give me a paper in the mornin’, but right off he says, ‘No, I swear I won’t; I’ll have the pleasure of killin’ on you myself!’ ?
“So he cussed, and finally, went into the other room; and the gals says, ‘Peter, now is your time; stick to him, and you’ll either make it better or worse for you.’
“So I goes off to bed, and takes with me a walnut flail144 swingle; and I crawled into my nest of rags, and lay on my elbow all night; and if a rat or a mouse stirred, I trembled, for I expected every minute he’d be a comin’ up with a rifle to shoot me; and I didn’t sleep a wink all that night. And I swore to Almighty145 God, that the fust time I got a chance I’d clear from his reach; and I prayed to the God of freedom to help me get free.”
A. “Well, Peter, it’s late now, and we’ll leave that part of the story for another chapter.”[11]
11. All this is a true picture of slavery and oppression, all over the globe. Man is not fit to possess irresponsible power—God never designed it; and every experiment on earth has proved the awful consequence of perverting146 God’s design. I know it will be said by almost every reader, who closes this chapter, that this was an isolated147 and peculiar case; but I know, from observation, that there is nothing at all peculiar in it to the system of slavery; and when the judgment148 day shall come, and the history of every slaveholder is opened, in letters of fire, upon the gaze of the whole universe, that there will be something peculiarly dark and awful in every chapter of oppression which the universe shall see unfolded. And if I could quote but one text of God’s Bible, in the ear of every slaveholder in creation, it would be that astounding149 assertion—“When he maketh inquisition for blood he remembereth them.”
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