I assured the gentleman I should feel under obligation to deal justly with the negroes, even at the expense of violating Southern precedent.  “You may not be aware,” I remarked, “of the magnitude of the change in the condition of the Southern negro during the two years just closed.  The difference of opinion between your people and ourselves is, no doubt, an honest one.  We shall be quite as persistent in pushing our views at the present time as you have been in enforcing yours in the past.  We must try our theory, and wait for the result.”

We separated most amiably, each hoping the other would eventually see things in their true light.  From present indications, the weight of public opinion is on my side, and constantly growing stronger.

My sales having been made, and a quantity of plantation supplies purchased, I was ready to return.  It was with much difficulty that I was able to procure permits from the Treasury agent at New Orleans to enable me to ship my purchases.  Before leaving Natchez, I procured all the documents required by law.  Natchez and New Orleans were not in the same “district,” and consequently there was much discord.  For example, the agent at Natchez gave me a certain document that I should exhibit at New Orleans, and take with me on my return to Natchez.  The agent at New Orleans took possession of this document, and, on my expostulating, said the agent at Natchez “had no right” to give me instructions to retain it.  He kept the paper, and I was left without any defense against seizure of the goods I had in transit.  They were seized by a Government officer, but subsequently released.  On my arrival at Natchez, I narrated the occurrence to the Treasury agent at that point.  I was informed that the agent at New Orleans “could not” take my papers from me, and I should not have allowed him to do so.

I was forcibly reminded of the case of the individual who was once placed in the public stocks.  On learning his offense, a lawyer told him, “Why, Sir, they can’t put you in the stocks for that.”

“But they have.”

“I tell you they can’t do it.”

“But, don’t you see, they have.”

“I tell you again they can’t do any such thing.”

In my own case, each Treasury agent declared the other “could not” do the things which had been done.  In consequence of the inharmony of the “regulations,” the most careful shipper would frequently find his goods under seizure, from which they could generally be released on payment of liberal fees and fines.  I do not know there was any collusion between the officials, but I could not rid myself of the impression there was something rotten in Denmark.  The invariable result of these little quarrels was the plundering of the shippers.  The officials never suffered.  Like the opposite sides of a pair of shears, though cutting against each other, they only injured whatever was between them.