Firstly:--There is a marked, though more or less illogical, tendency
in human nature to regard with greater aversion an individual whose
defects, whether physical or mental, are the result of conditions long
preceding their birth and fixed by inheritance, than an individual in
whom they are not inherent. As a hunchback, so made by some accident
after birth, is more kindly regarded than one who is so born; so, if it
be once grasped that the defects of the Half-caste may not be inherent,
but may be the result of post-natal conditions, there will undoubtedly
be a tendency on the part of many to regard him with greater kindliness.
Secondly:--It is all important, socially, that the fact should be
distinctly brought home to us, both as individuals and collectively
as a society, that the mingling of our breeds, whether through the
action of reversion or of the external conditions, is frequently the
cause of the production of persons with a low degree of sociality, and
therefore--_is almost always distinctly anti-social_.
Thirdly:--An analysis of the condition of the Half-caste brings home to
us, as nothing else can do, our own racial responsibility towards him.
The Bushman, Hottentot, and Bantu were here long years before we
arrived; the powers and forces which created and placed them here asked
no permission from us; we are at liberty to assert that had our advice
been asked not one would ever have been created or placed in South
Africa.
It is not so with the Half-caste; Englishman and Dutchman, we
brought his ancestor here for our own purposes--if we except the few
Half-castes descended from Hottentots and Bantus this is true; Boer and
later Englishman, we inoculated him with our virile blood to make him
permanent. He is here, our own; we have made him; we cannot wash our
hands of him.
When from under the beetling eyebrows in a dark face something of the
white man's eye looks out at us, is not the curious shrinking and
aversion we feel somewhat of a consciousness of a national disgrace and
sin?
The Half-caste is our own open, self-inflicted wound; we shall not heal
it by shutting our eyes and turning away from it.
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