The 15th of March, 1827, was an epoch
in my life. I remember it well, because it became
the turning point of my destiny. A few weeks more
of indolence might have forced me back to Europe or
America, but the fortune of that day decided my residence
and dealings in Africa.
At dawn of the 15th, a vessel was
descried in the offing, and, as she approached the
coast, the initiated soon ascertained her to be a
Spanish slaver. But, what was the amazement of
the river grandees when the captain landed and consigned
his vessel to me!
“LA FORTUNA,” the property,
chiefly, of my old friend the Regla grocer, was
successor of the Areostatico, which she exceeded in
size as well as comfort. Her captain was charged
to pay me my wages in full for the round voyage in
the craft I had abandoned, and handed me, besides,
a purse of thirty doubloons as a testimonial from his
owners for my defence of their property on the dreadful
night of our arrival. The “Fortuna”
was dispatched to me for an “assorted cargo of
slaves,” while 200,000 cigars and 500 ounces
of Mexican gold, were on board for their purchase.
My commission was fixed at ten per cent., and I was
promised a command whenever I saw fit to abandon my
residence on the African coast.
Having no factory, or barracoon
of slaves, and being elevated to the dignity of “a
trader” in so sudden a manner, I thought it best
to summon all the factors of the river on board the
schooner, with an offer to divide the cargo, provided
they would pledge the production of the slaves within
thirty days. Dispatch was all-important to the
owners, and, so anxious was I to gratify them, that
I consented to pay fifty dollars for every slave that
should be accepted.
After some discussion my offer was
taken, and the cargo apportioned among the residents.
They declined, however, receiving any share of the
cigars in payment, insisting on liquidation in gold
alone.
As this was my first enterprise, I
felt at a loss to know how to convert my useless tobacco
into merchantable doubloons. In this strait,
I had recourse to the Englishman Joseph, who hitherto
traded exclusively in produce; but, being unable to
withstand the temptation of gold, had consented to
furnish a portion of my required negroes. As
soon as I stated the difficulty to Don Edward, he proposed
to send the Havanas to his Hebrew friend in Sierra
Leone, where, he did not doubt, they would be readily
exchanged for Manchester merchandise. That evening
a canoe was dispatched to the English colony with the
cigars; and, on the tenth day after, the trusty Israelite
appeared in the Rio Pongo, with a cutter laden to
the deck with superior British fabrics. The rumor
of five hundred doubloons disturbed his rest in Sierra
Leone! So much gold could not linger in the hands
of natives as long as Manchester and Birmingham were
represented in the colony; and, accordingly, he coasted
the edge of the surf, as rapidly as possible, to pay
me a profit of four dollars a thousand for the cigars,
and to take his chances at the exchange of my gold
for the sable cargo! By this happy hit I was
enabled to pay for the required balance of negroes,
as well as to liquidate the schooners expenses
while in the river. I was amazingly rejoiced
and proud at this happy result, because I learned
from the captain that the invoice of cigars was a
malicious trick, palmed off on the Areostatico’s
owners by her captain, in order to thwart or embarrass
me, when he heard I was to be intrusted with the purchase
of a cargo on the coast.
At the appointed day, La Fortuna sailed
with 220 human beings packed in her hold. Three
months afterwards, I received advices that she safely
landed 217 in the bay of Matanzas, and that their sale
yielded a clear profit on the voyage of forty-one
thousand four hundred and thirty-eight dollars.
As I am now fairly embarked in a trade
which absorbed so many of my most vigorous years,
I suppose the reader will not be loth to learn a little
of my experience in the alleged “cruelties”
of this commerce; and the first question, in all likelihood,
that rises to his lips, is a solicitation to be apprised
of the embarkation and treatment of slaves on the
dreaded voyage.
An African factor of fair repute is
ever careful to select his human cargo with consummate
prudence, so as not only to supply his employers with
athletic laborers, but to avoid any taint of disease
that may affect the slaves in their transit to Cuba
or the American main. Two days before embarkation,
the head of every male and female is neatly shaved;
and, if the cargo belongs to several owners, each man’s
brand is impressed on the body of his respective
negro. This operation is performed with pieces
of silver wire, or small irons fashioned into the
merchant’s initials, heated just hot enough to
blister without burning the skin. When the entire
cargo is the venture of but one proprietor, the branding
is always dispensed with.
On the appointed day, the barracoon
or slave-pen is made joyous by the abundant feed which signalizes the negros
last hours in his native country. The feast over, they are taken alongside
the vessel in canoes; and as they touch the deck, they are entirely stripped, so
that women as well as men go out of Africa as they came into it naked. This precaution, it
will be understood, is indispensable; for perfect
nudity, during the whole voyage, is the only means
of securing cleanliness and health. In this state,
they are immediately ordered below, the men to the
hold and the women to the cabin, while boys and girls
are, day and night, kept on deck, where their sole
protection from the elements is a sail in fair weather,
and a tarpaulin in foul.
At meal time they are distributed
in messes of ten. Thirty years ago, when the
Spanish slave-trade was lawful, the captains were somewhat
more ceremoniously religious than at present, and it
was then a universal habit to make the gangs say grace
before meat, and give thanks afterwards. In our
days, however, they dispense with this ritual, and
content themselves with a “Viva la Habana,”
or “hurrah for Havana,” accompanied by
a clapping of hands.
This over, a bucket of salt water
is served to each mess, by way of “finger glasses”
for the ablution of hands, after which a kidd, either
of rice, farina, yams, or beans, according
to the tribal habit of the negroes, is placed before
the squad. In order to prevent greediness or
inequality in the appropriation of nourishment, the
process is performed by signals from a monitor, whose
motions indicate when the darkies shall dip and when
they shall swallow.
It is the duty of a guard to report
immediately whenever a slave refuses to eat, in order
that his abstinence may be traced to stubbornness
or disease. Negroes have sometimes been found
in slavers who attempted voluntary starvation; so
that, when the watch reports the patient to be “shamming,”
his appetite is stimulated by the medical antidote
of a “cat.” If the slave, however,
is truly ill, he is forthwith ticketed for the sick
list by a bead or button around his neck, and dispatched
to an infirmary in the forecastle.
These meals occur twice daily, at
ten in the morning and four in the afternoon, and
are terminated by another ablution. Thrice in
each twenty-four hours they are served with half a
pint of water. Pipes and tobacco are circulated
economically among both sexes; but, as each negro
cannot be allowed the luxury of a separate bowl, boys
are sent round with an adequate supply, allowing a
few whiffs to each individual. On regular days, probably
three times a week, their mouths are carefully
rinsed with vinegar, while, nearly every morning,
a dram is given as an antidote to scurvy.
Although it is found necessary to
keep the sexes apart, they are allowed to converse
freely during day while on deck. Corporal punishment
is never inflicted save by order of an officer,
and, even then, not until the culprit understands
exactly why it is done. Once a week, the ship’s
barber scrapes their chins without assistance from
soap; and, on the same day, their nails are closely
pared, to insure security from harm in those nightly
battles that occur, when the slave contests with his
neighbor every inch of plank to which he is glued.
During afternoons of serene weather, men, women, girls,
and boys are allowed to unite in African melodies,
which they always enhance by an extemporaneous tom-tom
on the bottom of a tub or tin kettle.
These hints will apprise the reader
that the greatest care, compatible with safety, is
taken of a negro’s health and cleanliness on
the voyage. In every well-conducted slaver, the
captain, officers, and crew, are alert and vigilant
to preserve the cargo. It is their personal interest,
as well as the interest of humanity to do so.
The boatswain is incessant in his patrol of purification,
and disinfecting substances are plenteously distributed.
The upper deck is washed and swabbed daily; the slave
deck is scraped and holy-stoned; and, at nine o’clock
each morning, the captain inspects every part of his
craft; so that no vessel, except a man-of-war, can
compare with a slaver in systematic order, purity,
and neatness. I am not aware that the ship-fever,
which sometimes decimates the emigrants from Europe,
has ever prevailed in these African traders.
At sundown, the process of stowing
the slaves for the night is begun. The second
mate and boatswain descend into the hold, whip in hand,
and range the slaves in their regular places; those
on the right side of the vessel facing forward, and
lying in each other’s lap, while those on the
left are similarly stowed with their faces towards
the stern. In this way each negro lies on his
right side, which is considered preferable for the
action of the heart. In allotting places, particular
attention is paid to size, the taller being selected
for the greatest breadth of the vessel, while the
shorter and younger are lodged near the bows.
When the cargo is large and the lower deck crammed,
the supernumeraries are disposed of on deck, which
is securely covered with boards to shield them from
moisture. The strict discipline of nightly
stowage is, of course, of the greatest importance
in slavers, else every negro would accommodate himself
as if he were a passenger.
In order to insure perfect silence
and regularity during night, a slave is chosen as
constable from every ten, and furnished with a “cat”
to enforce commands during his appointed watch.
In remuneration for his services, which, it may be
believed, are admirably performed whenever the whip
is required, he is adorned with an old shirt or tarry
trowsers. Now and then, billets of wood are distributed
among the sleepers, but this luxury is never granted
until the good temper of the negroes is ascertained,
for slaves have often been tempted to mutiny by the
power of arming themselves with these pillows from
the forest.
It is very probable that many of my
readers will consider it barbarous to make slaves
lie down naked upon a board, but let me inform them
that native Africans are not familiar with the use
of feather-beds, nor do any but the free and rich
in their mother country indulge in the luxury even
of a mat or raw-hide. Among the Mandingo chiefs, the
most industrious and civilized of Africans, the
beds, divans, and sofas, are heaps of mud, covered
with untanned skins for cushions, while logs of wood
serve for bolsters! I am of opinion, therefore,
that emigrant slaves experience very slight inconvenience
in lying down on the deck.
But ventilation is carefully
attended to. The hatches and bulkheads of every
slaver are grated, and apertures are cut about the
deck for ampler circulation of air. Wind-sails,
too, are constantly pouring a steady draft into the
hold, except during a chase, when, of course, every
comfort is temporarily sacrificed for safety.
During calms or in light and baffling winds, when
the suffocating air of the tropics makes ventilation
impossible, the gratings are always removed, and portions
of the slaves allowed to repose at night on deck, while
the crew is armed to watch the sleepers.
Handcuffs are rarely used on shipboard.
It is the common custom to secure slaves in the barracoons,
and while shipping, by chaining ten in a gang;
but as these platoons would be extremely inconvenient
at sea, the manacles are immediately taken off and
replaced by leg-irons, which fasten them in pairs
by the feet. Shackles are never used but for
full-grown men, while women and boys
are set at liberty as soon as they embark. It
frequently happens that when the behavior of male
slaves warrants their freedom, they are released from
all fastenings long before they arrive. Irons
are altogether dispensed with on many Brazilian
slavers, as negroes from Anjuda, Benin, and Angola,
are mild; and unaddicted to revolt like those who
dwell east of the Cape or north of the Gold Coast.
Indeed, a knowing trader will never use chains but
when compelled, for the longer a slave is ironed the
more he deteriorates; and, as his sole object is to
land a healthy cargo, pecuniary interest, as well as
natural feeling, urges the sparing of metal.
My object in writing this palliative
description is not to exculpate the slavers or their
commerce, but to correct those exaggerated stories
which have so long been current in regard to the usual
voyage of a trader. I have always believed that the cause of humanity, as well
as any other cause, was least served by over-statement; and I am sure that if
the narratives given by Englishmen are true, the voyages they detail must either
have occurred before my day, or were conducted in British vessels, while her
majestys subjects still considered the traffic lawful.