If it should be possible for the international Speculator and
Capitalist to carry out his dream, to break down the autonomy of the
different African States, each one of which is a kind of redoubt
behind which our African freedom is ensconsed, and, crushing us into
one structureless whole, to introduce "a uniform native policy,"
dispossessing the natives wholly everywhere of their lands by means of
labour, taxes and other devices, and bringing them down to the lowest
wages on which life can be sustained; then, when we shall have inured
the Bantu to the evils of our civilization, its drinking bars and its
brothels, but have left him no means of attaining to the higher forms
of knowledge or the fields of skilled labour, then we shall be left
with a great, blind, stupefied Sampson in our midst who will assuredly
some day stretch out his mighty much-wronged arms, and bring down upon
our descendants the social structure which we are to-day with so much
labour attempting to rear. Our gold and diamond mines may by that time
be exhausted, and Jew and Speculator, and foreign Shareholder will long
have carried off their gains and be here no more to feel the shock.
Upon us whose portion of earth to inhabit this land is, and upon our
descendants, will fall the blow.
This question of the relation between the foreign Speculator,
Capitalist, and Shareholding class, and the black labouring class, is
the very core within the core, and the kernel within the kernel, of the
South African problem.
The old race-feud attitude of the farming population, whether Dutch or
English, toward the native, embittered by the memory and tradition of
old wars and early struggles, will tend to die out, and even now is
softened by personal relations; the attitude of the employer towards
his civilized native domestic has in it little that is detrimental to
either, and suggests in itself no great coming evil. But the financial
attitude is one which will increase in its importance and in the
virulence of its evil effects with every year that passes. The small
cloud upon the horizon, to-day no bigger than a man's hand, will in
forty years have overspread the whole of our African sky, unless some
great and at present unforeseen revolution should occur. It is upon
the skill with which white man and black man combine to avert the
threatened evil, that the fate of Africa in the middle of next century
will depend. It may be easy to break down and demoralize our great, and
at present noble, Bantu races; but it may be very hard ever to build
them up again.
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