Clarksville chronicle. (Clarksville, Tenn.) 1857-1865, 1861-03-22
NUMBER l6.
From the Boston Post.
LAKE PRovlpHNcE, La, Feb. A. 1861


LAKE Providence, La, Feb. A. 1861
As pcrambulate the plantation on which
am now sojourning, and visit the negro
quarters, or tulk with Sambo as he lazily
pulls the feecy cotton aud stuffs it into the
long sack which trails at his side, feel
sort Of bitterness, unreasonable, but not
unnatural, against the jolly black skinned
rascal, who has unseonsciously set these
United States by the ears. o, thou infer
nal "nigger in the woodpleP' what mis-
ciief hast thou causedl Here art thou with
thy thick skin and woody head, better fitted
for hard labor without pain than any 9TH
er race of men; we'll fed, we'll lodged and
forced by firm mastcrship to take decent
care of thyself and of thy children, and
be Of some small use in Gods world: and
yet, because thou art not allowed to damn
thyself with freedom, to lie in the sun and
ret Eith disease rather than work and bo
happy half the world is conyulsed with
virtuous indignation in thy contemplate
behalf; and the Northern section Of this
once great Confederaoy fairly bolts over
with rage aud fanaticism, and the devil s
to pay consequently from Passamaquoddy
Bay down to the Delta of the Mississippi
"What would you do if you were freep"
asked Luoien, one of the house servants
here, who has the humor and animal spirits
enough to leaven dozen German Theolo
gians and metamorphose them into play.
actors.
"Reckon I'll just roll and holler''
| Well, l 'reckon" that's just about all
you are ft for, my sable friend; and if roll.
| ing and hollering didn't get you living
among the Aboltionists, "reckon" you
would let yourself starve before you would
do stroke of work to keep body and soul
together.
"And what would you do, if you were
free?,, said L, addressinga a less imaginative
and volatile specimen Of African humanity.
"Dunno."
"Oh, yes you do. Take your fingers out
of your wool, and tell u.s.
"Well, if mas'r would let me, ID 20
hunting with him and tote his gum"
Most wise fool There the African comes
out most unmistakebly. You know what
belongs to your condition and character,
and that is to be subordinated to a master
always, and do menial offices for your white
superiors.
The New England people are as fanati.
cally anti slavery, mainly because they have
about as little practical acquaintance with
the negroe race as they have with living
Gorillas or the Lilliputian Bosjesmen of
the Cape. The further you get from Ma
son and Dixon's line, and the more actu-
al ignorance you fn6 of what the negro
is and can become, the more convinced
you will find the people that the negro is
their eqaul and ought to have equal rights
And par paranthese, may observe that
the most profoundly misinforrned and the
most badly humbugged person on this sub
Iject in all creation is Mrs. Harriet Beech
er Stowe.
My gallantry would not suffer me for the
world to institute a comparison between
lady like Mrs. Stowe and masculine hum
bug like the famous Baron Munchausen.
What was mendacity in the Baron is cre-
dulity in the authoress oS Uncle Tom, and
her credulity so far transcends his mendao-
ity that firmly believe the Baron never
manufactured lie which would not slip
down the throat of Mrs. Stowe as easily as
homeopathic pill in the gullet Of an an
aconda. The camel swallower in Scrip
ture is it not circumstance to the impos-
sible fellow who would not stick at the sto-
ries continued in the "Key to Uncle Toms
Cabin" | havo always thought it strange
that among the many horrors recounted in
; that veracions complication no mention is
made of the well authenticated fact that
when meat is scrace here the planters are
accustomed to cut steak from the fattest
young negro generally a femalel