"Allow me; one minute if you please!" returned Scranton, with a
nasal twang peculiar to his class, as he began to work himself up
into a declamatory attitude. "You southerners don't understand what
a force them northern abolitionists are bringing against you; and
you know how slow you are to do things, and to let your property all
go to waste while you might make a good speculation on it. There's
just the difference of things: we study political economy so as to
apply it to trade and such like; you let things go to waste, just
thinking over it. And, you see, it's our nature to be restless and
searching out the best avenues for developing trade. Why, deacon,
your political philosophy would die out if the New Englander didn't
edit your papers and keep your nigger principles straight."
"Nigger principles straight! Ah, indeed! Only another evidence of
that cotton bag love that has caused the banns of matrimony to be
published between tyrants who disgrace us and northern speculators.
The book-publisher-poor servile tool-fears to publish Mrs. Johnson's
book, lest it should contain something to offend Mrs. Colonel
Sportington, at the south. Mr. Stevens, the grocer, dare not put his
vote into the ballot-box for somebody, because he fears one of his
customers at the south will hear of it. Parson Munson dare not speak
what he thinks in a New England village, because Mrs. Bruce and
Deacon Donaldson have yearly interests in slaves at the south; and
old Mattock, the boot-maker, thinks it aint right for niggers to be
in church with white folks, and declares, if they do go, they should
sit away back in one corner, up stairs. He thinks about the
combination that brings wealth, old age, and the grave, into one
vortex,--feels little misgiving upon humanity, but loves the union,
and wants nothing said about niggers. We understand what it all
means, Mr. Scranton; and we can credit it for what it's worth,
without making any account for its sincerity and independence. I am
one among the few who go for educating the negroes, and in that
education to cultivate affections between slave and master, to make
encouragement perform the part of discipline, and inspire energy
through proper rewards."
"What!-educate a nigger! These are pretty principles for a
southerner to maintain! Why, sir, if such doctrines were advocated
in the body politic they would be incendiary to southern
institutions. Just educate the niggers, and I wouldn't be an editor
in the south two days. You'd see me tramping, bag and baggage, for
the north, much as I dislike it! It would never do to educate such a
miserable set of wretches as they are. You may depend what I say is
true, sir. Their condition is perfectly hopeless at the north, and
the more you try to teach them, the greater nuisance they become."
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