第 11 节
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寻找山吹 更新:2022-04-27 10:15 字数:9322
been taken。 Mistress; in teaching me the alphabet;
had given me the ~inch;~ and no precaution could pre…
vent me from taking the ~ell。~
The plan which I adopted; and the one by which
I was most successful; was that of making friends of
all the little white boys whom I met in the street。
As many of these as I could; I converted into teach…
ers。 With their kindly aid; obtained at different times
and in different places; I finally succeeded in learn…
ing to read。 When I was sent of errands; I always
took my book with me; and by going one part of
my errand quickly; I found time to get a lesson be…
fore my return。 I used also to carry bread with me;
enough of which was always in the house; and to
which I was always welcome; for I was much better
off in this regard than many of the poor white chil…
dren in our neighborhood。 This bread I used to be…
stow upon the hungry little urchins; who; in return;
would give me that more valuable bread of knowl…
edge。 I am strongly tempted to give the names of
two or three of those little boys; as a testimonial of
the gratitude and affection I bear them; but pru…
dence forbids;not that it would injure me; but it
might embarrass them; for it is almost an unpar…
donable offence to teach slaves to read in this Chris…
tian country。 It is enough to say of the dear little
fellows; that they lived on Philpot Street; very near
Durgin and Bailey's ship…yard。 I used to talk this
matter of slavery over with them。 I would sometimes
say to them; I wished I could be as free as they
would be when they got to be men。 〃You will be
free as soon as you are twenty…one; ~but I am a slave
for life!~ Have not I as good a right to be free as
you have?〃 These words used to trouble them; they
would express for me the liveliest sympathy; and con…
sole me with the hope that something would occur
by which I might be free。
I was now about twelve years old; and the thought
of being ~a slave for life~ began to bear heavily upon
my heart。 Just about this time; I got hold of a book
entitled 〃The Columbian Orator。〃 Every opportu…
nity I got; I used to read this book。 Among much of
other interesting matter; I found in it a dialogue be…
tween a master and his slave。 The slave was repre…
sented as having run away from his master three
times。 The dialogue represented the conversation
which took place between them; when the slave was
retaken the third time。 In this dialogue; the whole
argument in behalf of slavery was brought forward
by the master; all of which was disposed of by the
slave。 The slave was made to say some very smart as
well as impressive things in reply to his master
things which had the desired though unexpected ef…
fect; for the conversation resulted in the voluntary
emancipation of the slave on the part of the master。
In the same book; I met with one of Sheridan's
mighty speeches on and in behalf of Catholic eman…
cipation。 These were choice documents to me。 I read
them over and over again with unabated interest。
They gave tongue to interesting thoughts of my own
soul; which had frequently flashed through my mind;
and died away for want of utterance。 The moral
which I gained from the dialogue was the power of
truth over the conscience of even a slaveholder。 What
I got from Sheridan was a bold denunciation of slav…
ery; and a powerful vindication of human rights。
The reading of these documents enabled me to
utter my thoughts; and to meet the arguments
brought forward to sustain slavery; but while they
relieved me of one difficulty; they brought on an…
other even more painful than the one of which I was
relieved。 The more I read; the more I was led to
abhor and detest my enslavers。 I could regard them
in no other light than a band of successful robbers;
who had left their homes; and gone to Africa; and
stolen us from our homes; and in a strange land
reduced us to slavery。 I loathed them as being the
meanest as well as the most wicked of men。 As I
read and contemplated the subject; behold! that very
discontentment which Master Hugh had predicted
would follow my learning to read had already come;
to torment and sting my soul to unutterable anguish。
As I writhed under it; I would at times feel that
learning to read had been a curse rather than a bless…
ing。 It had given me a view of my wretched condi…
tion; without the remedy。 It opened my eyes to the
horrible pit; but to no ladder upon which to get out。
In moments of agony; I envied my fellow…slaves for
their stupidity。 I have often wished myself a beast。
I preferred the condition of the meanest reptile to
my own。 Any thing; no matter what; to get rid of
thinking! It was this everlasting thinking of my con…
dition that tormented me。 There was no getting rid
of it。 It was pressed upon me by every object within
sight or hearing; animate or inanimate。 The silver
trump of freedom had roused my soul to eternal
wakefulness。 Freedom now appeared; to disappear
no more forever。 It was heard in every sound; and
seen in every thing。 It was ever present to torment
me with a sense of my wretched condition。 I saw
nothing without seeing it; I heard nothing without
hearing it; and felt nothing without feeling it。 It
looked from every star; it smiled in every calm;
breathed in every wind; and moved in every storm。
I often found myself regretting my own existence;
and wishing myself dead; and but for the hope of
being free; I have no doubt but that I should have
killed myself; or done something for which I should
have been killed。 While in this state of mind; I was
eager to hear any one speak of slavery。 I was a ready
listener。 Every little while; I could hear something
about the abolitionists。 It was some time before I
found what the word meant。 It was always used in
such connections as to make it an interesting word
to me。 If a slave ran away and succeeded in getting
clear; or if a slave killed his master; set fire to a
barn; or did any thing very wrong in the mind of a
slaveholder; it was spoken of as the fruit of ~abolition。~
Hearing the word in this connection very often; I set
about learning what it meant。 The dictionary af…
forded me little or no help。 I found it was 〃the act
of abolishing;〃 but then I did not know what was
to be abolished。 Here I was perplexed。 I did not
dare to ask any one about its meaning; for I was
satisfied that it was something they wanted me to
know very little about。 After a patient waiting; I got
one of our city papers; containing an account of the
number of petitions from the north; praying for the
abolition of slavery in the District of Columbia; and
of the slave trade between the States。 From this
time I understood the words ~abolition~ and ~abolition…
ist;~ and always drew near when that word was spoken;
expecting to hear something of importance to my…
self and fellow…slaves。 The light broke in upon me
by degrees。 I went one day down on the wharf of
Mr。 Waters; and seeing two Irishmen unloading a
scow of stone; I went; unasked; and helped them。
When we had finished; one of them came to me
and asked me if I were a slave。 I told him I was。 He
asked; 〃Are ye a slave for life?〃 I told him that I
was。 The good Irishman seemed to be deeply af…
fected by the statement。 He said to the other that
it was a pity so fine a little fellow as myself should
be a slave for life。 He said it was a shame to hold
me。 They both advised me to run away to the north;
that I should find friends there; and that I should
be free。 I pretended not to be interested in what
they said; and treated them as if I did not under…
stand them; for I feared they might be treacherous。
White men have been known to encourage slaves to
escape; and then; to get the reward; catch them and
return them to their masters。 I was afraid that these
seemingly good men might use me so; but I never…
theless remembered their advice; and from that time
I resolved to run away。 I looked forward to a time
at which it would be safe for me to escape。 I was
too young to think of doing so immediately; besides;
I wished to learn how to write; as I might have oc…
casion to write my own pass。 I consoled myself with
the hope that I should one day find a good chance。
Meanwhile; I would learn to write。
The idea as to how I might learn to write was
suggested to me by being in Durgin and Bailey's
ship…yard; and frequently seeing the ship carpenters;
after hewing; and getting a piece of timber ready
for use; write on the timber the name of that part
of the ship for which it was intended。 When a piece
of timber was intended for the larboard side; it
would be marked thus〃L。〃 When a piece was for
the starboard side; it would be marked thus〃S。〃 A
piece for the larboard side forward; would be marked
thus〃L。 F。〃 When a piece was for s