Hayti; or, The black republic.St. John, Spenser, Sir
History
Hayti; or, The black republic.
St. John, Spenser, Sir
Haiti; Haiti -- History
The negro is rarely seriously ill, though he often fancies himself
so; he suffers most from his indulgences and the indifferent skill
of those who undertake his cure. He bears pain exceedingly well,
which may partly arise from his nerves not being highly strung. The
negro is distinguished for his (for want of a better word I may call)
_insouciance_. It is a most provoking characteristic, and one of the
causes of his want of progress.
The general impression is that serious crime is rare in Hayti, except
that which is connected with the Vaudoux worship. This, however,
is a mistake; crime is treated with too much indifference, and the
professional poisoners are well known to the police. Before the civil
war of 1868 and 1869 crimes of violence were more rare; that civil
strife, however, demoralised the population. Pilfering is their great
failing, and it is said a negro never leaves a room without looking
round to see that he has not forgotten something.
They have much superstition with regard to _zombis_, _revenants_, or
ghosts, and many will not leave the house after dark; yet the love of
pleasure often overcomes this, and the negro will pass half the night
hieing to his lusting-place.
Of their pleasures, smoking is one equally enjoyed by every class,
and quietly by most women after a certain age. The cheapness of tafia
or white rum has an evil effect on the male population, who as a rule
drink to excess.
The black Haytians resent being spoken of by foreigners as negroes,
though they use the word freely among themselves. They prefer being
called _gens de couleur_, as both the expressions _nègres_ and
_mulâtres_ are considered as implying contempt. During the tiresome
quarter of an hour before dinner, my friend Villevalein (coloured)
turned round to a Minister of State (black) and said, “What do you
think the French _chargé d’affaires_ remarked when he first saw
you?--‘Quel beau nègre!’” The blood rushed to the face of the Haytian,
and his cheeks became of a deeper black; and we were all thankful that
at the moment dinner was announced. I doubt whether the Minister ever
forgave the author or the repeater of the remark.
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