The Atlantic Monthly, Volume 14, No. 81, July, 1864: A Magazine of Literature, Art, and PoliticsVarious
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The Atlantic Monthly, Volume 14, No. 81, July, 1864: A Magazine of Literature, Art, and Politics
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Above the half-bloods were the Creoles, the children of white parents
and born in the Colony. Even they were doomed to feel the sting of
inferiority. They had no real political liberty, and no place in the
State. No royal trust was ever committed to them. The places of public
emolument were closed against them. All were reserved for Spaniards,
born in Spain. Of fifty-six Mexican viceroys but one was a Creole, and
he a Creole of Peru. It is the boast of a Frenchman, that in his
country, in its most despotic days, the people have always had their
songs, and that their writers have dared to breathe forth their
maledictions upon the oppression which has loaded them with exactions.
But in Spain and her colonies the Inquisition weighed heavily upon free
speech, and enforced upon all the higher subjects of human thought a
silence like the grave. The Creole scarcely knew that there was any
world beyond his horizon, or that there could be a better than his empty
and barren life; or if he did know more, he must keep that knowledge in
the solitude of his own breast. All that the Spaniard vouchsafed to him
was the liberty to achieve wealth, which opened to him no career of
usefulness and distinction. At most, he loaded himself with cheap
decorations, to which there was no answering position of responsibility.
"One is surprised," says a tourist, "to see all the traders turned into
colonels and captains, and to find officers of the militia in full
uniform, and decorated with the badge of the order of Charles III.,
seated in their shops, weighing out sugar, coffee, and vanilla." But as
for any real distinction, the Creole had none. These empty titles
sufficed to separate him in feeling yet more from the great mass of his
countrymen, but they did not satisfy those aspirations for real dignity
and freedom which cannot quite die out in any breast.
We see, then, what a fatal legacy the mother-country left to her
rebellious child: four castes,--the Spaniard, hated by all; the Creole,
proud, hospitable, and brave, but by his very training incapable of
persistent energy; the half-breed, wild and untamable, a natural brigand
and guerrilla; and the Indian, subdued, sad, and patient, yet with a
drop of the fierce and cruel blood of his Aztec progenitor coursing in
his veins.
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