Narrative, of a five years' expedition against the Revolted Negroes of Surinam, in Guiana on the Wild Coast of South America; from the year 1772 to 1777 ... Volume 1 (of 2) — John Shaqi
Narrative, of a five years' expedition against the Revolted Negroes of Surinam, in Guiana on the Wild Coast of South America; from the year 1772 to 1777 ... Volume 1 (of 2)Stedman, John Gabriel
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Narrative, of a five years' expedition against the Revolted Negroes of Surinam, in Guiana on the Wild Coast of South America; from the year 1772 to 1777 ... Volume 1 (of 2)
Stedman, John Gabriel
Indians of South America -- Guiana; Slavery -- Suriname -- History -- 18th century; Stedman, John Gabriel, 1744-1797 -- Travel -- Suriname; Suriname -- Description and travel; Suriname -- History -- To 1814
After partaking of this superb entertainment till about seven o’clock,
I set out in search of the house of Mr. Lolkens, the hospitable
gentleman who had so obligingly invited me to make it my own. I soon
discovered the place, but my reception was so ludicrous that I cannot
forbear relating the particulars. On knocking at the door, it was
opened by a young female negro, of a masculine appearance, whose whole
dress consisted of a single petticoat, and who held a lighted
tobacco-pipe in one hand, and a burning candle in the other, which she
brought close to my face, in order to reconnoitre me. I enquired if her
master was at home, to which she replied, but in a language totally
unintelligible to me. I then mentioned his name, on which she burst
into an immoderate fit of laughter, displaying two rows of very
beautiful teeth; and at the same time, laying hold of the
breast-buttons of my coat, she made me a signal to follow her. I was
much at a loss how to act, but went in, and was ushered by the girl
into a very neat apartment, whither she brought some excellent fruit,
and a bottle of Madeira wine, which she placed upon the table. She
then, in the best manner she was able, informed me that her masera,
with the rest of his family, was gone to spend a few days at his
plantation, and that she was left behind to receive an English Captain,
whom she supposed to be me. I signified that I was, and filled her out
a tumbler of wine, which I had the utmost difficulty to persuade her to
accept; for such is the degrading light in which these unhappy beings
are considered, that it is accounted a high degree of presumption in
them to eat or drink in the presence of an European. I contrived for
some time to carry on something like a conversation with this woman,
but was soon glad to put an end to it by recurring to my bottle.
Tired with the employments of the day, I longed for some rest, and made
a signal to my attendant that I wanted to sleep: but my motion was
strangely misconstrued; for she immediately seized me by the neck, and
imprinted on my lips a most ardent kiss. Heartily provoked at this
unexpected, and (from one of her colour) unwelcome salutation, I
disentangled myself from her embraces, and angrily flung into the
apartment allotted for my place of rest. But here I was again pursued
by my black tormentor, who, in opposition to all I could say, insisted
upon pulling off my shoes and stockings, and in a moment disencumbered
me of that part of my apparel. I was extremely chagrined at her
conduct, though this is an office commonly performed by the slaves in
Surinam to all ranks and sexes without exception. Nor ought any one to
conceive that this apparently extraordinary conduct resulted from any
peculiarity of disposition in the girl; her behaviour was only such as
would have been practised by the generality of female negro slaves, and
what will be found, by all who visit the West India settlements, to be
characteristic of the whole dark sisterhood.
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