of offering them that of which they are incapable.
We have no laws forbidding us to teach our dogs and
horses as much as they can comprehend; nobody is fined
or imprisoned for reasoning upon knowledge, and liberty,
to the beasts of the field, for they are incapable
of such truths. But these themes are forbidden
to slaves, not because they cannot, but because they
can and would seize on them with avidity—receive
them gladly, comprehend them quickly; and the masters’
power over them would be annihilated at once and for
ever. But I have more frequently heard, not that
they were incapable of receiving instruction, but
something much nearer the truth—that knowledge
only makes them miserable: the moment they are
in any degree enlightened, they become unhappy.
In the letter I return to you Mr. ——
says that the very slightest amount of education,
merely teaching them to read, ’impairs their
value as slaves, for it instantly destroys their contentedness,
and since you do not contemplate changing their condition,
it is surely doing them an ill service to destroy their
acquiescence in it;’ but this is a very different
ground of argument from the other. The discontent
they evince upon the mere dawn of an advance in intelligence
proves not only that they can acquire but combine
ideas, a process to which it is very difficult to assign
a limit; and there indeed the whole question lies,
and there and nowhere else the shoe really pinches.
A slave is ignorant; he eats, drinks, sleeps, labours,
and is happy. He learns to read; he feels, thinks,
reflects, and becomes miserable. He discovers
himself to be one of a debased and degraded race,
deprived of the elementary rights which God has granted
to all men alike; every action is controlled, every
word noted; he may not stir beyond his appointed bounds,
to the right hand or to the left, at his own will,
but at the will of another he may be sent miles and
miles of weary journeying—tethered, yoked,
collared, and fettered—away from whatever
he may know as home, severed from all those ties of
blood and affection which he alone of all human, of
all living creatures on the face of the earth may
neither enjoy in peace nor defend when they are outraged.
If he is well treated, if his master be tolerably
humane or even understand his own interest tolerably,
this is probably all he may have to endure:
it is only to the consciousness of these evils that
knowledge and reflection awaken him. But how is
it if his master be severe, harsh, cruel—or
even only careless—leaving his creatures
to the delegated dominion of some overseer, or agent,
whose love of power, or other evil dispositions, are
checked by no considerations of personal interest?
Imagination shrinks from the possible result of such
a state of things; nor must you, or Mr. ——,
tell me that the horrors thus suggested exist only
in imagination. The Southern newspapers, with
their advertisements of negro sales and personal descriptions
of fugitive slaves, supply details of misery that