Hayti; or, The black republic.St. John, Spenser, Sir
History
Hayti; or, The black republic.
St. John, Spenser, Sir
Haiti; Haiti -- History
The early training in Hayti is much at fault; their mothers, generally
uninstructed, have themselves but few principles of delicacy to instil
into their children’s minds. I will mention a case in illustration.
A lady was asked to procure some article for a foreign visitor. She
readily undertook the commission, and sent her son, a boy of ten,
to seek the article. He returned shortly afterwards and said to his
mother, “Our neighbour has what you want, but asks twenty-seven paper
dollars for it.” “Go and tell our friend that you have found it
for forty, and we will divide the difference between us.” A mutual
acquaintance heard of this transaction, and subsequently reproached the
lady for the lesson of deceit and swindling she had taught her child;
she only laughed, and appeared to think she had done a very clever
thing. The subsequent career of that boy was indeed a thorn in her side.
Their financial morality is very low indeed. A friend of mine
expressing his surprise to one of the prettiest and most respectable
girls in Port-au-Prince that such open robbery of the receipts of the
custom-house was permitted, received for answer, “Prendre l’argent
de l’état, ce n’est pas volé.”--“To take Government money is not
robbery.” With such ideas instilled into the minds of all from their
earliest youth, it is scarcely to be wondered at that the Haytians
grow up to be completely without financial honour. Truth is another
virtue which appears to be rarely inculcated by parents, and this
perhaps may be accounted for by their origin. Slaves are notoriously
given to falsehood, and this defect has been inherited by succeeding
generations, and can scarcely be eradicated until a higher moral
teaching prevails.
I was struck by an anecdote told me by a French gentleman at
Port-au-Prince: it is a trifle, but it shows the spirit of the Haytian
youth. A trader, in very moderate circumstances, sent a half-grown
son to be educated in Paris, and as the father had no friends there,
he said to my informant, “Will you ask your family to pay my son a
little attention?” In consequence, a lady called at the school and
took the youth for a walk in the Luxembourg Gardens. Approaching the
basins, she said, “I suppose you have none like these in Hayti?” “Oh,”
was his reply, “my father has finer ones in his private grounds;” the
fact being, that he had nothing there but a bath a few feet square.
This miserable pretence is one of the causes of the slow improvement
in Hayti; they cannot or they will not see the superiority of foreign
countries.
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