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
I was elevated to the highest degree in my thoughts at this
advancement, and it is impossible for me to express the joy of my mind
upon this occasion; but there came a difficulty upon me, that shocked
me so violently and went so against my very nature that I really had
almost forfeited my place about it, and, in all appearance, the favour
of our master, who had been so generous to me; and this was, that when
I entered upon my office, I had a horse given me and a long horsewhip,
like what we call in England a hunting-whip. The horse was to ride up
and down all over the plantation, to see the servants and negroes did
their work; and, the plantation being so large, it could not be done on
foot, at least so often and so effectively as was required; and the
horsewhip was given me to correct and lash the slaves and servants when
they proved negligent or quarrelsome, or, in short, were guilty of any
offence. This part turned the very blood within my veins, and I could
not think of it with any temper, that I, who was but yesterday a
servant or slave like them, and under the authority of the same lash,
should lift up my hand to the cruel work which was my terror but the
day before. This, I say, I could not do; insomuch that the negroes
perceived it, and I had soon so much contempt upon my authority that we
were all in disorder.
The ingratitude of their return for the compassion I showed them
provoked me, I confess, and a little hardened my heart; and I began
with the negroes, two of whom I was obliged to correct; and I thought I
did it most cruelly; but after I had lashed them till every blow I
struck them hurt myself and I was ready to faint at the work, the
rogues laughed at me, and one of them had the impudence to say, behind
my back, that, if he had the whipping of me, he would show me better
how to whip a negro.
Well, however, I had no power to do it in such a barbarous manner as I
found it was necessary to have it done; and the defect began to be a
detriment to our master’s business. And now I began indeed to see that
the cruelty so much talked of, used in Virginia and Barbados, and other
colonies, in whipping the negro slaves, was not so much owing to the
tyranny and passion and cruelty of the English, as had been reported,
the English not being accounted to be of a cruel disposition, and
really are not so; but that it is owing to the brutality and obstinate
temper of the negroes, who cannot be managed by kindness and courtesy,
but must be ruled with a rod of iron, beaten with scorpions, as the
Scripture calls it, and must be used as they do use them, or they would
rise and murder all their masters; which, their numbers considered,
would not be hard for them to do, if they had arms and ammunition
suitable to the rage and cruelty of their nature.
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