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英语天堂-第21部分
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“I’m afraid not。”
“Lor bless ye; yes! These critters ain’t like white folks; you know; they gets over things; only manage right。 Now; they say;” said Haley; assuming a candid and confidential air; “that this kind o’ trade is hardening to the feelings; but I never found it so。 Fact is; I never could do things up the way some fellers manage the business。 I’ve seen ’em as would pull a woman’s child out of her arms; and set him up to sell; and she screechin’ like mad all the time;—very bad policy—damages the article—makes ’em quite unfit for service sometimes。 I knew a real handsome gal once; in Orleans; as was entirely ruined by this sort o’ handling。 The fellow that was trading for her didn’t want her baby; and she was one of your real high sort; when her blood was up。 I tell you; she squeezed up her child in her arms; and talked; and went on real awful。 It kinder makes my blood run cold to think of ’t; and when they carried off the child; and locked her up; she jest went ravin’ mad; and died in a week。 Clear waste; sir; of a thousand dollars; just for want of management;—there’s where ’t is。 It’s always best to do the humane thing; sir; that’s been my experience。” And the trader leaned back in his chair; and folded his arm; with an air of virtuous decision; apparently considering himself a second Wilberforce。
The subject appeared to interest the gentleman deeply; for while Mr。 Shelby was thoughtfully peeling an orange; Haley broke out afresh; with becoming diffidence; but as if actually driven by the force of truth to say a few words more。
“It don’t look well; now; for a feller to be praisin’ himself; but I say it jest because it’s the truth。 I believe I’m reckoned to bring in about the finest droves of niggers that is brought in;—at least; I’ve been told so; if I have once; I reckon I have a hundred times;—all in good case;—fat and likely; and I lose as few as any man in the business。 And I lays it all to my management; sir; and humanity; sir; I may say; is the great pillar of my management。”
Mr。 Shelby did not know what to say; and so he said; “Indeed!”
“Now; I’ve been laughed at for my notions; sir; and I’ve been talked to。 They an’t pop’lar; and they an’t common; but I stuck to ’em; sir; I’ve stuck to ’em; and realized well on ’em; yes; sir; they have paid their passage; I may say;” and the trader laughed at his joke。
There was something so piquant and original in these elucidations of humanity; that Mr。 Shelby could not help laughing in company。 Perhaps you laugh too; dear reader; but you know humanity comes out in a variety of strange forms now…a…days; and there is no end to the odd things that humane people will say and do。
Mr。 Shelby’s laugh encouraged the trader to proceed。
“It’s strange; now; but I never could beat this into people’s heads。 Now; there was Tom Loker; my old partner; down in Natchez; he was a clever fellow; Tom was; only the very devil with niggers;—on principle ’t was; you see; for a better hearted feller never broke bread; ’t was his system; sir。 I used to talk to Tom。 ‘Why; Tom;’ I used to say; ‘when your gals takes on and cry; what’s the use o’ crackin on’ em over the head; and knockin’ on ’em round? It’s ridiculous;’ says I; ‘and don’t do no sort o’ good。 Why; I don’t see no harm in their cryin’;’ says I; ‘it’s natur;’ says I; ‘and if natur can’t blow off one way; it will another。 Besides; Tom;’ says I; ‘it jest spiles your gals; they get sickly; and down in the mouth; and sometimes they gets ugly;—particular yallow gals do;—and it’s the devil and all gettin’ on ’em broke in。 Now;’ says I; ‘why can’t you kinder coax ’em up; and speak ’em fair? Depend on it; Tom; a little humanity; thrown in along; goes a heap further than all your jawin’ and crackin’; and it pays better;’ says I; ‘depend on ’t。’ But Tom couldn’t get the hang on ’t; and he spiled so many for me; that I had to break off with him; though he was a good…hearted fellow; and as fair a business hand as is goin’”
“And do you find your ways of managing do the business better than Tom’s?” said Mr。 Shelby。
“Why; yes; sir; I may say so。 You see; when I any ways can; I takes a leetle care about the onpleasant parts; like selling young uns and that;—get the gals out of the way—out of sight; out of mind; you know;—and when it’s clean done; and can’t be helped; they naturally gets used to it。 ’Tan’t; you know; as if it was white folks; that’s brought;up in the way of ’spectin’ to keep their children and wives; and all that。 Niggers; you know; that’s fetched up properly; ha’n’t no kind of ’spectations of no kind; so all these things comes easier。”
“I’m afraid mine are not properly brought up; then;” said Mr。 Shelby。
“S’pose not; you Kentucky folks spile your niggers。 You mean well by ’em; but ’tan’t no real kindness; arter all。 Now; a nigger; you see; what’s got to be hacked and tumbled round the world; and sold to Tom; and Dick; and the Lord knows who; ’tan’t no kindness to be givin’ on him notions and expectations; and bringin’ on him up too well; for the rough and tumble comes all the harder on him arter。 Now; I venture to say; your niggers would be quite chop…fallen in a place where some of your plantation niggers would be singing and whooping like all possessed。 Every man; you know; Mr。 Shelby; naturally thinks well of his own ways; and I think I treat niggers just about as well as it’s ever worth while to treat ’em。”
“It’s a happy thing to be satisfied;” said Mr。 Shelby; with a slight shrug; and some perceptible feelings of a disagreeable nature。
“Well;” said Haley; after they had both silently picked their nuts for a season; “what do you say?”
“I’ll think the matter over; and talk with my wife;” said Mr。 Shelby。 “Meantime; Haley; if you want the matter carried on in the quiet way you speak of; you’d best not let your business in this neighborhood be known。 It will get out among my boys; and it will not be a particularly quiet business getting away any of my fellows; if they know it; I’ll promise you。”
“O! certainly; by all means; mum! of course。 But I’ll tell you。 I’m in a devil of a hurry; and shall want to know; as soon as possible; what I may depend on;” said he; rising and putting on his overcoat。
“Well; call up this evening; between six and seven; and you shall have my answer;” said Mr。 Shelby; and the trader bowed himself out of the apartment。
“I’d like to have been able to kick the fellow down the steps;” said he to himself; as he saw the door fairly closed; “with his impudent assurance; but he knows how much he has me at advantage。 If anybody had ever said to me that I should sell Tom down south to one of those rascally traders; I should have said; ‘Is thy servant a dog; that he should do this thing?’ And now it must come; for aught I see。 And Eliza’s child; too! I know that I shall have some fuss with wife about that; and; for that matter; about Tom; too。 So much for being in debt;—heigho! The fellow sees his advantage; and means to push it。”
Perhaps the mildest form of the system of slavery is to be seen in the State of Kentucky。 The general prevalence of agricultural pursuits of a quiet and gradual nature; not requiring those periodic seasons of hurry and pressure that are called for in the business of more southern districts; makes the task of the negro a more healthful and reasonable one; while the master; content with a more gradual style of acquisition; has not those temptations to hardheartedness which always overcome frail human nature when the prospect of sudden and rapid gain is weighed in the balance; with no heavier counterpoise than the interests of the helpless and unprotected。
Whoever visits some estates there; and witnesses the good…humored indulgence of some masters and mistresses; and the affectionate loyalty of some slaves; might be tempted to dream the oft…fabled poetic legend of a patriarchal institution; and all that; but over and above the scene there broods a portentous shadow—the shadow of law。 So long as the law considers all these human beings; with beating hearts and living affections; only as so many things belonging to a master;—so long as the failure; or misfortune; or imprudence; or death of the kindest owner; may cause them any day to exchange a life of kind protection and indulgence for one of hopeless misery and toil;—so long it is impossible to make anything beautiful or desirable in the best regulated administration of slavery。
Mr。 Shelby was a fair average kind of man; good…natured and kindly; and disposed to easy indulgence of those around him; and there had never been a lack of anything which might contribute to the physical comfort of the negroes on his estate。 He had; however; speculated largely and quite loosely; had involved himself deeply; and his notes to a large amount had come into the hands of Haley; and this small piece of information is the key to the preceding conversation。
Now; it had so happened that; in approaching the door; Eliza had caught enough of the conversation to know that a trader was making offers to her master for somebody。
She would gladly have stopped at the door to listen; as she came out; but her mistress just then calling; she was obliged to hasten away。
Still she thought she heard the trader make an offer for her boy;—could she be mistaken? Her heart swelled and throbbed; and she involuntarily strained him so tight that the little fellow looked up into her face in astonishment。
“Eliza; girl; what ails you today?” said her mistress; when Eliza had upset the wash…pitcher; knocked down the workstand; and finally was abstractedly offering her mistress a long nightgown in place of the silk dress she had ordered her to bring from the wardrobe。
Eliza started。 “O; missis!” she said; raising her eyes; then; bursting into tears; she sat down in a chair; and began sobbing。
“Why; Eliza child; what ails you?” said her mistress。
“O! missis; missis;” said Eliza; “there’s been a trader talking with master in the parlor! I heard him。”
“Well; silly child; suppose there has。”
“O; missis; do you suppose mas’r would sell my Harry?” And the poor creature threw herself into a chair; and sobbed convulsively。
“Sell him! No; you foolish girl! You know your master never deals with those southern traders; and never means to sell any of his servants; as long as they behave well。 Why; you silly child; who do you think would want to buy your Harry? Do you think all the world are set on him as you are; you goosie? Come; cheer up; and hook my dress。 There now; put my back hair up in that pretty braid you learnt the other day; and don’t go listening at doors any more。”
“Well; but; missis; you never would give your consent—to—to—”
“Nonsense; child! to be sure; I shouldn’t。 What do you talk so for? I would as soon have one of my own children sold。 But really; Eliza; you are getting altogether too proud of that little fellow。 A man can’t put his nose into the door; but you think he must be coming to buy him。”
Reassured by her mistress’ confident tone; Eliza proceeded nimbly and adroitly with her toilet; laughing at her own fears; as she proceeded。
Mrs。 Shelby was a woman of high class; both intellectually and morally。 To that natural magnanimity and generosity of mind which one often marks as characteristic of the women of Kentucky; she added high moral and religious sensibility and principle; carried out with great energy and ability into practical results。 Her husband; who made no professions to any particular religious character; nevertheless reverenced and respected the consistency of hers; and stood; perhaps; a little in awe of her opinion。 Certain it was that he gave her unlimited scope in all her benevolent efforts for the comfort; instruction; and improvement of her servants; though he never took any decided part in them himself。 In fact; if not exactly a believer in the doctrine of the efficiency of the extra good works of saints; he really seemed somehow or other to fancy that his wife had piety and benevolence enough for two—to indulge a shadowy expectation of getting into heaven through her superabundance of qualities to which he made no particular pretension。
The heaviest load on his mind; after his conversation with the trader; lay in the foreseen necessity of breaking to his wife the arrangement contemplated;—meeting the importunities and opposition which he knew he should have reason to encounter。
Mrs。 Shelby; being entirely ignorant of her husband’s embarrassments; and knowing only the general kindliness of his temper; had been quite sincere in the entire incredulity with which she had met Eliza’s suspicions。 In fact; she dismissed the matter from her mind; without a second thought; and being ocomupied in preparations for an evening visit; it passed out of her thoughts entirely。
1 English Grammar (1795); by Lindley Murray (1745…1826); the most authoritative American grammarian of his day。
Chapter 2
The Mother
Eliza had been brought up by her mistress; from girlhood; as a petted and indulged favorite。
The traveller in the south must often have remarked that peculiar air of refinement; that softness of voice and manner; which seems in many cases to be a particular gift to the quadroon and mulatto women。 These natural graces in the quadroon are often united with beauty of the most dazzling kind; and in almost every case with a personal appearance prepossessing and agreeable。 Eliza; such as we have described her; is not a fancy sketch; but taken from remembrance; as we saw her; years ago; in Kentucky。 Safe under the protecting care of her mistress; Eliza had reached maturity without those temptations which make beauty so fatal an inheritance to a slave。 She had been married to a bright and talented young mulatto man; who was a slave on a neighboring estate; and bore the name of George Harris。
This young man had been hired out by his master to work in a bagging factory; where his adroitness and ingenuity caused him to be considered the first hand in the place。 He had invented a machine for the cleaning of the hemp; which; considering the education and circumstances of the inventor; displayed quite as much mechanical genius as Whitney’s cotton…gin。1
He was possessed of a handsome person and pleasing manners; and was a general favorite in the factory。 Nevertheless; as this young man was in the eye of the law not a man; but a thing; all these superior qualifications were subject to the control of a vulgar; narrow…minded; tyrannical master。 This same gentleman; having heard of the fame of George’s invention; took a ride over to the factory; to see what this intelligent chattel had been about。 He was received with great enthusiasm by the employer; who congratulated him on possessing so valuable a slave。
He was waited upon over the factory; shown the machinery by George; who; in high spirits; talked so fluently; held himself so erect; looked so handsome and manly; that his master began to feel an uneasy consciousness of inferiority。 What business had his slave to be marching round the country; inventing machines; and holding up his head among gentlemen? He’d soon put a stop to it。 He’d take him back; and put him to hoeing and digging; and “see if he’d step about so smart。” Acomordi
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