The Olivia Letters: Being Some History of Washington City for Forty Years as Told by the Letters of a Newspaper CorrespondentBriggs, Emily Edson
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The Olivia Letters: Being Some History of Washington City for Forty Years as Told by the Letters of a Newspaper Correspondent
Briggs, Emily Edson
United States -- Politics and government -- 1865-1933; Washington (D.C.) -- History
Before the late war a man’s life was unsafe south of Mason and
Dixon’s line, if he professed to believe in the abolition of slavery.
The same malignant spirit exists to-day. It is not safe to be a
Republican in many parts of the sunny South. In the sparsely settled
districts men are shot and whipped for the offence of forming what
are termed “Grant clubs.” Murder succeeds murder, and the offenders
never feel the hand of justice. Officers of the United States
Government are assassinated in cold blood; but it is the helpless
freedman that is made to feel most the sharp edge of the situation.
Before the war, when this part of humanity had a money value, it
was different. The overseer on the plantation which belonged to the
husband of Fanny Kemble Butler said he generally managed “to work
’em up once in seven years.” What has the freedman gained by the
boon of liberty if he is still to be hunted and killed like the wild
beasts in the jungle? What hinders the Government from wiping out
the Ku Klux Klan of the South? Late Confederate soldiers have laid
aside the gray uniform, and now wear the mask of the inquisition,
and their work is performed with the horrible secrecy of that
medieval conclave. General Grant has sent the Quakers to look after
the Indians. Why will not Congress enact a law to send General Phil
Sheridan and Colonel Baker on a mission after the Ku Klux to protect
millions who are as helpless as so many orphan children?
When President Lincoln issued the proclamation of emancipation 5,000
slaves were held in bondage by the Chickasaw and Choctaw Indians; or,
in other words, three-fourths of a tribe of people held the other
fourth as slaves. When the chattels of the Republic became free these
bond people expected their freedom also; but this was denied them by
their Indian masters because it was claimed that these masters owed
no allegiance to the United States. A subsequent treaty was formed,
freeing the parties, containing two conditions: First, that the
freedman should have forty acres of land as their share and right in
the Territory, or in case they should leave the Territory they were
to receive $110 each, and the Government was to reserve this amount
of the Indian fund and pay it to those who chose to emigrate. The
freedmen desire to remain in the Territory, but the Indians will not
allow them to occupy the land; will not permit them to have a right
or privilege which an Indian is bound to respect. These patient
men and women, native Americans, born to the same heritage as the
President of the United States, are slaughtered in cold blood. Oh!
there is no language strong enough to paint the hideousness of the
Indian character. Was an Indian ever tame? These poor, forgotten
outcasts of a distant Territory have sent a man to lay their sad case
before Congress.
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