“Yes, I know him,” was my reply; “he is one of the head-men of this
district. His father was wealthy as natives go in this part, and left
him enough to give him the equivalent of £300 a year in your money.
Would you work if you had £300 a year coming in?”
“By Jove, no!” he quickly replied, slapping his knee at the very idea of
possessing £300 a year without working for it. “I would have a nice
little house with a fine garden, and I would sit smoking all day in the
midst of my flowers.”
“Just so!!!” was my comment.
The natives of Africa live in an enervating climate, with a temperature
frequently nearer 95° in the shade than 70°. They dwell in the midst of
a prolific nature that supplies their vegetable foods with very little
exertion, and in such environments that their needs are few and easily
met. In their natural state there are both lazy and industrious folk as
in other countries.
When the white man arrives he engages his native workman, at so much per
month, for twelve, eighteen, or twenty-four months. For the first time
in his life the native has to work regular hours, starting and leaving
off to the deep notes of a bell, or the tap, tap of a drum. At first the
experience is novel, and he is most willing and hard-working; but
pay-day is a long way off, his enthusiasm cools as the novelty passes
away, and then the master will have to look vigilantly and constantly
after his hired workman. Give him piece-work and pay him by results and
you will see prodigies of labour, for every payment made on those lines
is an incentive to further effort. The native as keenly enjoys money and
what money brings in extra food, comforts, and prestige as the white
man, and is as willing to work for them.
The employer of labour in Africa is the white man, and he desires to get
as much work as he can for his money, and the employee tries to give as
little of his energy and strength as he can for the pay he is to receive
twelve, eighteen, or twenty-four months hence, consequently there is a
clash of interests; and while the white man has the opportunity, among
his friends, of talking loudly about the “lazy niggers,” let him sit
with the natives round the fire one evening, and he may be surprised to
learn that there is another point of view, and that not over-flattering
to his fairness as a master.
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