The History and Remarkable Life of the Truly Honourable Colonel Jacque, Commonly Called Colonel JackDefoe, Daniel
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The History and Remarkable Life of the Truly Honourable Colonel Jacque, Commonly Called Colonel Jack
Defoe, Daniel
Adventure stories, English; England -- Social life and customs -- 18th century -- Fiction; Picaresque fiction
“Nay, nay,” says he, and looked very pleasantly, “do not be frighted;
’tis for your good; ’tis not to hurt you. I am ordered to make an
overseer of you, and you shall be a slave no longer.”
“Alas!” says I to him, “I an overseer! I am in no condition for it. I
have no clothes to put on, no linen, nothing to help myself.”
“Well, well,” says he, “you may be better used than you are aware of.
Come hither with me.” So he led me into a vast, great warehouse, or,
rather, set of warehouses, one within another, and calling the
warehouse-keeper, “Here,” says he, “you must clothe this man, and give
him everything necessary, upon the foot of number five, and give the
bill to me. Our master has ordered me to allow it in the account of the
west plantation.” That was, it seems, the plantation where I was to go.
Accordingly, the warehouse-keeper carried me into an inner warehouse,
where were several suits of clothes of the sort his orders mentioned,
which were plain but good sorts of clothes, ready made, being of a good
broadcloth, about 11s. a yard in England; and with this he gave me
three good shirts, two pair of shoes, stockings, and gloves, a hat, six
neckcloths, and, in short, everything I could want; and when he had
looked everything out, and fitted them, he lets me into a little room
by itself. “Here,” says he; “go in there a slave, and come out a
gentleman;” and with that carried everything into the room, and,
shutting the door, bid me put them on, which I did most willingly; and
now you may believe that I began to hope for something better than
ordinary.
In a little while after this came the overseer, and gave me joy of my
new clothes, and told me I must go with him. So I was carried to
another plantation, larger than that where I worked before, and where
there were two overseers or clerks; one within doors, and one without.
This last was removed to another plantation, and I was placed there in
his room (that is to say, as the clerk without doors), and my business
was to look after the servants and negroes, and take care that they did
their business, provide their food, and, in short, both govern and
direct them.
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