Green-Mountain freeman. [volume] (Montpelier, Vt.) 1844-1884, 1864-08-02
The " Patriarchal - System.
" MIscEGENATlON IN PERFECTION.
From letter written by a soldier in the l40th pennsyl
yaula Volunteers


vania Volunteers.
NEAR RICHMOND, Va, June Is, 1864.
-Four miles north of the Pamunkey River We
were me by delegation OF Uncle Toms hardy
black fellows, who wanted TO emigraie 10 the Yam
kee land Of promise. They said they represented
l50 slaves, the property ct MIR Anderson scott,
who owned these cultivated fields for miles. They
wanted 10 get their children carried in our trans
porlatIon wagons TO White House landing, from
which place they had besa assured Uncle Sam
would take them North. Oar wagons being full,
we could accommodate but few. However, any
thing was referable 10 being a slave SO they de-
teimled to com along any way. About mile
further we came to the mansion Of this rich slave
lord Mr.. Scott.
Around the door were three eomea and about
half DOZEN children, from the wee baby to the
young girl OF fifteen OF sixteen. Two of the wom-
en- we're about shade Ugh er than the quadroon,
While all the children were white. The thIrd wo-
man was apparently pure whitei her eyes we're
blue her hair was brown and straight her features
were entirely Amercin-nolhing TO denote a par
tcle of negro blood. 10 her arms she had beau
tiiu little boy, about tOur years old, with fair hair
and blue eyes. This Woman was crying bitterly
when we rode up. Thinking that she was mem
Der OF the family, we tried TO console her by assur
ing her that Yankees nade var upon men not up
on women. C,n you imagine how shocked we
were, when we were toid that this white woman
and child we're slaves Lieut.. Wren, Quarter
master Of the 6lst New York, wss SO excited that
he boiled iuto the house, aud his sword ratified
and hls spurs jingled with his impetnosity as he
strobe along Tue halls in search OF the old scoun
dre Scott.
asked one OF the women why she did not bum
die up and come along, now that she had chance,
with the rest. She SAID she had an dotc son in
the house who was sick, and they could not 20
without him. asked this woman il she was the
daughter of the owner OF the plantation. She said
she wisl We went into the hut, aud upon clean
bed there sat this poor idiot boy, white as am,
with btowu hair. About this time Mr.. Scott came
in, the lord and owner OF these iohite people,
whiler than himself. lie is an Old, shriyeed up,
niggtr-laced, crooked-baeked little specimen OF
Southern chisalry--aristoeRtic as a king, aud
Vlrginian born by Gawd." asked the mother
of This hoy il Nj Scott was his father. You
shd6ld have seen her blush as she answered "Yes."
The ireestuous old beast This IDIOT son--the
child of his oIon dd,lghter-.fathsr and grandfaih-
er 10 hs opn children
"Now, send down youI Pro-Sayery partisans
and Copperhtads of the North TO look upon this.
Talk to me OF the divinity OF Slavery
| DO you know how these skin aristocrats rave over
the nelc theory Of miscegendfion or The mixture of
the Iaccs' Here we have practical illustration
of their dupIicity and inconsistency IN The very
worst form Of cegeaaiion--nCes,uou amalga-
nation
All the rest Of the old mans slaves Qoaling
capila) passed by at this tine with their traps
and p4ppooses, shouting on the road to glory and
to Ere, dom, Come along Come along We're
gwine 10 hab our Freedom" This sight 81 ex-
cited these moor la'es who, knowing their ina
billy 10 90 along without the boy began to cry
in the most distressing manner, and there in the
midst Of them stood this old scoundrel, the author
OF all this misery believe should have been
justified in breaking MS neck.
Z" We advised these poor people to stsy as they
we've pe,isotly sale, beng inside our lines, and in
case We ia back We could manage to take them
with Us; and IN the mean time, II the cid man
ill-ue,t.d them, We would come back and chastse
him 5, we went away and enoimpsd that night,
on the h,aks Of the sluggish aod mhaFious Pa
munkey.