The Confederacy: America's worst idea

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    Ahhhh big bad trash mouth Cusick can dish it out dirt but cannot take it. I’ll respect your crybaby sensitivities and not talk like that anymore. Feel better. Dry your eyes and move on. I could use worse language and insults but then again I would be lowering myself to your level wouldn’t I?

    I have no blame or guilt I have never enslaved anyone nor have I ever owned a slave. There is no way to prove all slave-owners were bad men just as there is no way to prove all were good men. They are what they were; we have not been given the right to judge, although you seem to think you are in the position to do so. Negros have been well compensated for their enslavement to the point this compensation is becoming ridiculous. You want to run for the Senate you should know of this compensation. It has only served to make these people wards of the state and nothing more. I believe you are patronizing these people to gain a political office and nothing more. Oh what about the Negros in Africa who owned WHITE women or the Negros in America who owned other Negros? What about Black on white crimes? Shouldn't also these people also feel guilty? YOU CAN FEEL GUILTY ALLL YOU WANT, I sleep very well at night.

    Oh goodness you want to be God like now with your insulting mouth and you expressions using GOD? Man I am glad it is you and not me who has to answer to him.

    Ah but we can white wash Northern slavery, the Black codes and child labor in the North. Just gotta love you "holier than thou art Yankee hypocrites."

    Well I am not gonna disagree with "because the slavery itself was a crime against humanity", however I will not assign blame to one race or to only the Confederates. BTW wonder how many slave-owners fought for the North since the EP allowed the loyal slave-owners to keep their slaves? Any idea?

    Exactly what is "MY KIND."

    Keep opening your mouth and I'll keep shoving facts you cannot dispute down your thought. I do appreciate you keep giving "my kind' the chance to set the record straight. Good job.

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    James,

    See the difference is you are just grasping for smoke trying to make a straw mans argument. Any serious researchers know better than to use Wikipedia as a primary source. Take for example you posted about one Alabama regiment as if it was some big news. Honestly all serious researchers have known they were many thousands of Southern men who fought for the North. So did you wet yourself when you found that bit of information?

    Do you need help getting up out of the gutter?

    Everything on my website has sources, feel free to prove anything on that website wrong. You know my rules do your best. It is proven by this board you will attack anything Confederate or Southern. For you to attack my website is not surprising. I will say this, the likelihood of you having read the entire website is a bit farfetched.

    Again prove traitor. Will post something for you later.


    You knees should be getting sore about this time. Feel free to stand up at any time.

    Jim Crow laws started in the North. I think I have some examples. If I have saved them I will also post them to this forum.

    Honestly I have no interest in you or what you may have written. To me you are nothing more than a vehicle in which I can convey actual HISTOEICAL FACT to others who might want to learn.

    Well then if in your opinion the South did start the war that makes you not truthful doesn't. I am sure Woogs would be happy to repost the comments where you agreed with him Lincoln started the war. How do you expect us to take you seriously when you know few if any facts and you speak out of both sides of your mouth?

    Well heck Jeff Davis wasn't there either!!!! Your point????


    It was more-like he threw a bone to a pack of ravenous dogs, and the stupid blood thirsty dogs jumped onto his bait.(Absolute proof you have failed to learn anything from the facts being posted, nor can you prove these facts wrong. That is your opinion; history does not support your assumption.


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    Alfred A. Knopf. Place of Publication: New York. Publication Year: 1922.

    By H. L. MENCKEN
    PUBLISHED AT THE BORZOI • NEW YORK • BY
    ALFRED • A • KNOPF





    VIII. FIVE MEN AT RANDOM

    Abraham Lincoln

    THE backwardness of the art of biography in these States is made shiningly visible by the fact that we have yet to see a first-rate life of either Lincoln or Whitman. Of Lincolniana, of course, there is no end, nor is there any end to the hospitality of those who collect it. Some time ago a publisher told me that there are four kinds of books that never, under any circumstances,
    lose money in the United States -- first, detective stories; secondly, novels in which the heroine is forcibly debauched by the hero; thirdly, volumes on spiritualism, occultism and other such claptrap, and fourthly, books on Lincoln. But despite all the vast mass of Lincolniana and the constant discussion of old Abe in other ways, even so elemental a problem as that of his religious faith -- surely an important matter in any competent biography -- is yet but half solved. Here, for example, is the Rev. William E. Barton, grappling with it for more than four hundred large pages in "The Soul of Abraham Lincoln." It is a lengthy inquiry -- the rev. pastor, in truth, shows a good deal of the habitual garrulity of his order -- but it is never tedious. On the contrary, it is curious and amusing, and I have read it with steady interest, including even the appendices. Unluckily, the author, like his predecessors, fails to finish
    the business before him. Was Lincoln a Christian? Did he believe in the Divinity of Christ? I am left in doubt. He was very polite about it, and very cautious, as befitted a politician in need of Christian votes, but how much genuine conviction was in that politeness? And if his occasional references to Christ were thus open to question, what of his rather vague avowals of belief in a personal God and in the immortality of the soul? Herndon and some of his other close friends always maintained that he was an atheist, but Dr. Barton argues that this atheism was simply disbelief in the idiotic Methodist and Baptist dogmas of his time -- that nine Christian churches out of ten, if he were alive to-day, would admit him to their high privileges and prerogatives without anything worse than a few warning coughs.

    As for me, I still wonder.

    The growth of the Lincoln legend is truly amazing. He becomes the American solar myth, the chief butt of American credulity and sentimentality. Washington, of late years, has been perceptibly humanized; every schoolboy now knows that he used to swear a good deal, and was a sharp trader, and had a quick eye for a pretty ankle. But meanwhile the varnishers and veneerers have been busily converting Abe into a plaster saint, thus making him fit for adoration in the chautauquas and Y. M. C. A.'s. All the popular pictures of him show him in his robes of state, and wearing an expression fit for a man about to be hanged. There is, so far as I know, not a single portrait of him showing him smiling -- and yet he must have cackled a good deal, first and last: who ever heard of a storyteller who didn't? Worse, there is an obvious effort to pump all his human weaknesses out of him, and so leave him a mere moral apparition, a sort of amalgam of John Wesley and the Holy Ghost. What could be more absurd? Lincoln, in point of fact, was a practical politician of long experience and high talents, and by no means cursed with inconvenient ideals. On the contrary, his career in the Illinois Legislature was that of a good organization man, and he was more than once denounced by reformers. Even his handling of the slavery question was that of a politician, not that of a fanatic. Nothing alarmed him more than the suspicion that he was an Abolitionist. Barton tells of an occasion when he actually fled
    town to avoid meeting the issue squarely. A genuine Abolitionist would have published the Emancipation Proclamation the day after the first battle of Bull
    Run. But Lincoln waited until the time was more favorable -- until Lee had been hurled out of Pennsylvania, and, more important still, until the political
    currents were safely running his way. Always he was a wary fellow, both in his dealings with measures and in his dealings with men. He knew how to keep his mouth shut.

    Nevertheless, it was his eloquence that probably brought him to his great estate. Like William Jennings Bryan, he was a dark horse made suddenly formidable by fortunate rhetoric. The Douglas debate launched him, and the Cooper Union speech got him the presidency. This talent for emotional utterance, this gift for making phrases that enchanted the plain people, was an accomplishment of late growth. His early speeches were mere empty fireworks -- the childish rhodomontades of the era. But in middle life he purged his style of ornament and it became almost baldly simple -- and it is for that simplicity that he is remembered today. The Gettysburg speech is at once the shortest and the most famous oration in American history. Put beside it, all the whoopings of the Websters, Sumners and Everetts seem gaudy and silly. It is eloquence brought to a pellucid and almost child-like perfection -- the highest emotion reduced to one graceful and irresistible gesture. Nothing else precisely like it is to be found in the whole range of oratory. Lincoln himself never even remotely approached it. It is genuinely stupendous.

    But let us not forget that it is oratory, not logic; beauty, not sense. Think of the argument in it! Put it into the cold words of everyday! The doctrine is simply this: that the Union soldiers who died at Gettysburg sacrificed their lives to the cause of self- determination -- "that government of the people, by the people, for the people," should not perish from the earth. It is difficult to imagine anything more untrue. The Union soldiers in that battle actually fought against self-determination; it was the Confederates who fought for the right of their people to govern themselves. What was the practical effect of the battle of Gettysburg? What else than the destruction of the old sovereignty of the States, i. e., of the people of the States? The Confederates went into battle an absolutely free people; they came out with their freedom subject to the supervision and vote of the rest of the country -- and for nearly twenty years that vote was so effective that they enjoyed scarcely any freedom at all. Am I the first American to note the fundamental nonsensicality of the Gettysburg address? If so, I plead my æsthetic joy in it in amelioration of the sacrilege.
     
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    From the "Slave Narratives" on CD, Published by "MyFamily.com Inc"



    Irwin, Hannah, Alabama

    (Baldwin County, AL. Gertha Courie, John Morgan Smith, Federal Writers Project)



    On a high knoll overlooking the winding Chewalla Creek is a little one room shack. Its rusty hinges and weather-beaten boards have seen many a glowing sunset; have stood against many high winds and rains, they have for many years sheltered Aunt Hannah Irwin, ex-slave. Now the old Negro woman is too old and feeble to venture very often from her small home. She lives almost in solitude with her memories of the past, and an occasional visit from one of her old friends who perhaps brings her some fruit or a little money.



    "Yas'm, I'll be pleased to tell you 'bout whut I remembers aroun' de time of de War." Aunt Hannah sat stolidly in a chair that virtually groaned under her weight; and gave utterance to this sentiment through a large thick mouth, while her gold ear rings shook with every turn of her head, and her dim eyes glowed with memory's fires. "Dere ain't much I can tell you, dough," she went on, "kaze I was only twelve years old when de war ended.



    I was bawn on Marse Bennett's plantation near Louisville, Alabama. Ma Mammy's name was Hester an' my pappy was named Sam.



    "I remembers one night raghtatter de war when de re'struction was a-goin' on. Dere was some (*)(*)(*)(*)(*)(*)s not far fum our place dat said dey was a-goin' to take some lan' dat warn't deres. Dere massa had been kilt in de war an' warn't nobody'ceptin' de mistis an' some chilluns. Well, Honey, dem (*)(*)(*)(*)(*)(*)s, mo'dan one hundred of 'em, commenced a riot an' a-takin' things dat don't belong to 'em. Dat night de white lady she come ober to our place wid a wild look on her face. She tell Massa Bennett, whut dem (*)(*)(*)(*)(*)(*)s is up to, an' wid out sayin' a word massa Bennett, putt his hat on and lef' out de do'. Twarn't long atter dat when some hosses was heered down de road, an' I look out my cabin window which was raght by de road, an' I saw a-comin' up through de trees a whole pack of ghosties; I thought dey was, anyways. Dey was all dressed in white, an' dere hosses was white an' dey galloped fasten dan de win' raght past my cabin. Den I heered a [censored] say: 'De Ku Klux is atter somebody.'



    "Dem Ku Klux went ober to dat lady's plantation an' told dem (*)(*)(*)(*)(*)(*)s dat iffen dey ever heered of 'em startin' anythingmo' dat dey are a-goin' to tie 'em all to trees in de fores' till dey all died f'um being hongry. Atter dat dese (*)(*)(*)(*)(*)(*)s all 'roun' Louisville, dey kept mighty quiet.



    "No m'am, I don't believes in no conjurin'. Dese conjure women say dat dey will make my hip well iffen I gives 'em half my rations I gits fum de gover'ment, but I knows dey ain't nothin' but low-down, nocount (*)(*)(*)(*)(*)(*)s."



    "Speaking of the Ku Klux, Aunt Hannah. Were you afraid of them?"

    "Naw'm, I warn't afered of no Ku Klux. At fu'st I though dat dey was ghosties and den I was afeered of 'em, but atter I found out dat Massa Bennett was one of dem things, I was always proud of 'em."

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    Brown, Gus

    (Alexander B. Johnson, Birmingham, Alabama)



    "They is all gone, scattered, and old massa and missus have died." That was the sequence of the tragic tale of "Uncle" Gus Brown, the body servant of William Brown, who fought beside him in the War between the States and who knew Stonewall Jackson.



    Uncle Gus recalled happenings on the old plantation where he was reared. His master was a "king" man, he said on whose plantation in Richmond, Virginia, Uncle Gus waited on the tables at large feasts and functions of the spacious days before the War. He was entrusted to go with the master's boys down to the old swimming hole and go in "washin'." They would take off their clothes, hide em in the bushes on the side of the bank, put a big plank by the side of the old water hole and go in diving, swimming, and having all the fun that youngsters would want, he said.



    Apparently his master's home was a plantation house with large columns and with all the glitter and glamour that the homes around Richmond have to offer. About it were large grain storage places, for the master was a grain dealer and men on the plantation produced and ground large quantities into flour.



    Gus worked around the house, and he remembers well the corn shuckings (as he called them) on which occasions the Negroes gave vent to emotion in the form of dancing and music: "On those occasions we all got together and had a regular good time," he said.



    "Uncle," he was asked, "do you remember any of the old superstitions on the plantation? Did they have any black cat stories?""No sir boss, we was educated Negroes on our plantation. The old bossman taught his Negroes not to believe in that sort of thing. I well remember when de war came. Old massa had told his folks befo' de war began dat it was comin', so we was ready for it."



    Beforehand the master called all the servants he could trust and told them to get together all of the silver and other things of value. They did that, he explained and afterward they took the big box of treasures and carried it out in the forest and hid it under the trunk of a tree which was marked. None of the Negroes ever told the Yankees where it was so when the war ended the master had his silver back. Of course the war left him without some of the things which he used to have but he never suffered.



    "Then de war came and we all went to fight the Yankees. I was a body servant to the master, and once a bullet took off his hat. We all thought he was shot but he wasn't, and I was standin' by his side all the time.



    "I remember Stonewall Jackson. He was a big man with long whiskers, and very brave. We all fought wid him until his death. We wa'n't beaten, we was starved out! Sometimes we had perched corn to eat and sometimes we didn't have a bite o' nothin', because the Union mens come and tuk all de food for theirselves. I can still remember part of my ninety years. I remembers dey fought all de way from Virginia and winded up in Manassah's Gap.



    "When time came for freedom most of us was glad. We liked the Yankees. They was good to us: 'You is all now free; you can stay on the plantation or you can go.' We all stayed there until old massa died. Den I worked on de Seaboard Airline when it went to Birmigham. I have been here ever since.



    "In all de years since de war I cannot forget old massa. He was good and kind. He never believed in slavery but his money was tied up in slaves and he didn't want to lose all he had.



    "I knows I will see him in heaven and even though I have to walk ten miles for a bite of bread I can still be happy to think about the good times we had then. I am a Confederate veteran but my house burned up wid de medals and I don't get a pension.



    "Thank you, mister bossman fer the quarter. It will buy me a little grub. I's too old to work but I has to."The reporter left him sitting with his little pack and a long fork in his hands; in his eyes, dimmed with age, a faroff look and a tear of longing for the Old Plantation.

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    Mcalpin, Tom

    (Alabama. John Morgan Smith)



    "Mornin' Boss," said uncle Tom McAlpin, "how is you dis mornin'?" The old slave spoke cordially with a definite twinkle in his muddy eyes though his age had passed

    the for-score and ten mark. His mind was alert; his memory vivid, and his faculties of speech quite unusual. Tom McAlpin was indeed a remarkable man. There was really a sincere note of welcome in his voice as he came forward, placed a large piece of cast-iron pipe against the steps of his house, 1928 Ave. D. So., Birmingham, and looked up at me showing a mouth of straggly teeth in a warm smile.



    "Yassuh," he continued in his high-pitched voice after our salutations, "I'll be glad to serve you as bes' I kin wid my knowledge of de pas' years. Jus' you set down in dat chair," he pointed to what was left of an ante-bellum wicker seat; "I'll set on dese steps an' us'll go over de whole thing from de beginnin's.



    "Fus' thing I guess you wants to know is whar an' when I was born. Yassuh, an' who I b'long to. Well, Boss, I was born in Martersville, Alabamy. Dat's five miles southwest of Talladega. I come into dis ole worl' on a sunny day in June, eighteen fawty fo'. I belonged to Dr. Augustus McAlpin, an' from dat day to dis, I is seed many things come an' go, an' I is aimin' to see a lot mo' befo' I cross to de udder side.



    "De docta Jus had a small plantation, 'bout 100 acres, I s'pose, an' he didn't have but 12 slaves, 'caze dere warn't no need for no mo'. He was busy in town adoctorin' folks. He didn't have no time to do any real farmin'.



    "My job aroun' de place was to nuss de chilluns, white an' [censored]. We all played 'roun' together. Sometimes we play coon an' rabbit, fox an' houn' and snatch, but what was de mostes' fun was aridin'



    ole Sut. Sut was a donkey an' us useta hitch him to a wagon, an' six of de chilluns would ride in de wagon an' I'd ride on his back. Sometimes us'd ride all de way into Talladega wid Sut.



    "Nawsuh I ain't neber got no whuppin' but one, and it was a sho' 'nough complete one, boss, wid all de trimmin's. It all happened when de Massa told me he better not cotch dem hogs in de corn, an' iffen he did, I was agoin' to git a whuppin'. Well, boss, dere was one ole hog dat I jus' couldn't keep outten dere so I tuk a needle an' sewed up his eyes. 'Course I was jus' a little black 'un an' didn't know whut I was adoin', but I sho' sewed up dat hogs eyelids so's he couldn't see nothin'. Dat kep' him outten de corn all raght, but when de Massa found it out he gave me a lickin' dat I ain't forgot yit. Boss, dat was de onlies' lesson I ever needed in my life. It done de wuk.



    "Yassuh, dere was pattyrollers 'roun' our place, but dey never cotched me, 'caze I was too swif' for 'em. Boss, I could take holt of a hosses tail an' run 'roun' de pasture an' keep up wid him. I was sho' fas' on my feets.



    'Nawsuh, us wan't never given no money for nothin', but I learnt how to make baskets an' I would take 'em in to Talladega on Sat'day evenings an' sell 'em to de white folks for fifteen cents. Den when I needed somp'n lak 'bacca or a little piece of chocolate, I could go to de sto' an' buy it. Lots of slaves on yuther plantations warn't 'lowed to make any money dough.



    "Nawsuh, I ain't never had no schoolin', 'ceptin' what I could git outen de little white folks' books myself. Ue (*)(*)(*)(*)(*)(*)s useta tote dere books to school for 'em an' on de way I would look in de book an' git a little learnin'.

    "When us (*)(*)(*)(*)(*)(*)s on de McAlpin place at, us et raght at de same table dat de white folks et at. Atter dey finiched dere meal, us slaves would sit down raght atter dem an' eat de same kinda food. Yassuh



    "Sho' I 'members de war. I 'members when do war commence, Jeff Davie called for volunteere; den a little later when de south needed mo' mens to fight, Jeff Davis' officers would go th'ough de streets, an' grab up de white mens an' put ropes 'roun' dere wrists lak dey was takin' 'em off to jail. An' all de while dey was jus' takin' 'em off to de war. Dey made all de white mens go. It was called de 'seription. Some (*)(*)(*)(*)(*)(*)s went too. Dem (*)(*)(*)(*)(*)(*)s fought raght side of dere masters. Some went as body guards an' some went as soldiers.



    "Yassuh, Boss, I recalls de time dat de 'federate soldiers, bless dere souls, hid dere few hosses in de basement of de old Masonic Institute in Talladega an' hid dere amunition in de hollow stone pillars. Gen'l Wilson an' his raiders come th'ough dar, but dey never did fin' dem 'Federate supplies. Dem Yankees jus" lak to scare eve'ybody roun' de place to death. Dey shot up de town an' dem blue coats tuk eve'ything we had: cotton, sugar, flour, hams, preserves, clothes, corn; eve'ything, Boss, eve'ything. Dey even burned up some houses.



    "But Boss, dere ain't never been nobody afightin' lak our 'Federates done, but dey ain't never had a chance. Dere was jes' too many of dem blue coats for us to lick. I seen our 'Federates go off laughin' an' gay; full of life an' health. Dey was big an' strong, asingin' Dixie an' dey jus knowed dey was agoin" to win. An' boss, I seen 'em come back skin an' bone, dere eyes all sad an' hollow, an' dere clothes all ragged, Boss, dey was all lookin' sick. De sperrit dey lef' wid jus' been done whupped outten dem,



    but it tuk dem Yankees a long time to do it. Our 'Federates was de bes' fightin' men dat over were. Dere warn't nobody lak our 'Federates.



    "I was in Richmond dat cold day dat Gen'l Lee handed his sword over to de yuther side, an' I seen Jeff Davis when he made a speech 'bout startin' over. I seen de

    (*)(*)(*)(*)(*)(*)s leavin' dere homes an' awanderin' off into de worl' to God knows whar, aeeyin' good-bye to dere white folks, an' atryin' to make dere way de bes' dey kin. But, white boss, it jee' seem lak you let a [censored] go widout a boss an' he jes' no good. Dere ain't much he kin do, 'caze dere ain't nobody to tell him. Yaseuh, I was sont to Richmond to bring home some of our wounded Federates. Dey sont me 'caze dey knowed I was agoin' to do my bes', an' caze dey knowed I warn't afeered of nothin'. Dat's de way I've always tried to be, white bose, lak my white people what raised me. God bless 'em."
     
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    Slave quotes from the Slave Narratives.

    Sara Colquit of the Sam Raney Plantation at Camp Hill, Alabama: "We
    usta have some good times. We could have all the fun we wanted on Sa'dday
    nights, and we sho had it, cuttin monkey shines, and dancing all night long.
    Sometimes our mistis would come down early to watch us."

    Sidney Bonner of the John Bonner Plantation at Pickensville, Alabama:
    "Lawsey man, dem were de days!"

    Lightin' Mathews of the Joel Mathews Plantation at Cahaba, Alabama:
    "Master Joel musta been bawn on a sun shinny day 'cause he sho was bright
    an' good natured. Ever (*)(*)(*)(*)(*)(*) on the plantation loved him lak he was sent
    from heaven."

    Emma Jones of the Wiley Jones Plantation at Columbus Georgia: "Our food
    them was a-way better that the stuff we gets today."

    Jane from Gerogiana Alabama: "Ole master an mistis dead an gone but I
    remembers them jes lak they was, when they looked after us...weather we
    belong to them or they belonged to us. I don't know which it was."

    John Smith slave of Saddler Smith in Selma, Alabama: "My master was the
    best in the country."

    Ellen King of the Harvey Plantation at Enterprise, Mississippi: "Wen I
    sit and think of all the good things we had to eat an all the fun we had,
    'course we had to work, but you knows, when a crowd all works togather and
    sings and laughs, first thing you know--the works all done."

    Smith Simmons of Coahoma Co. Miss. "Master called all the slaves up and
    said 'you is just as free as I am. You can stay or go as you please'. We all
    stayed."

    "In slavery times the old folks was cared for and now there ain't no
    one to see to them."

    Adam Singleton of Pike Co. Miss. When Marse George Simmons went to de
    big war, he called all his darkies up to de big house an' tole dem whar he
    wus gwine. an' tole dem to take good keer of de Missus, an' he left......"

    Adam Smith of Tate Co. Miss. "I liked being a slave, our white folks
    and ole friends are dead but we had plenty and dey were good to us."

    "De klu Klux Klan was organized for de Carpet Baggers and mean (*)(*)(*)(*)(*)(*)s
    but I didn't have any direct communication with dem. We didn't get no more
    out of freedon den we had, not as much..."

    "De young folks don't know nothing about good times and good living,
    dey don't understand how come I wish I wuz still in slavery."

    Susan Snow of Lauderdale County Miss. "My young marster used to work in
    de field wid us, til he went to de war, an' he'd boss de (*)(*)(*)(*)(*)(*)s. dey called
    him bud, but we all called him Babe. I sho did love dat boy. I loved him."

    Tuck Spight of Tippah Co. Miss. Tuck was a member of the Confederate
    Veterans camp till his death which occured a few years after his masters. He
    made a very touching talk at his masters funeral, he attended most all the
    Confederate reunions. He always returned home with more money than he had
    when he left...he made a talk for the people and they gave him money. He
    could make very sensible talks in public...especially about the Civil War.
    Tuck is burried at Ripley cemetery. He has a marker on his grave by the
    government as a Confederate servant.

    Issac Stier of Adams Co. Miss. "When de big war broke out I sho' stuck
    to my Marster an' I fit de Yankees same as he did. I went in de battles
    'long side of him an' us both fit under Marse Robert E. Lee."

    "De war was over in May, 1865 but I was captured at Vicksburg an' hel'
    in jail 'till I 'greed to take up arms widd de nawth. I figured it was 'bout
    all I could do 'cause dey warn't but one Vicksburg an' dat was over. I was
    all de time hopin' I could slip off an' work my way back home but de Yankees
    didn' turn me loose till 1866."

    Dave Walker of Simpson Co. Miss. "De war broke out an' up-sot
    everything. I never can fer-get the de day dat Mars had to go. When he tole
    us good by every slave on the place collected 'round him an' cried, afraid
    he would never git back. We loved him an' de slaves stuck by him while he
    wuz away, de bes' hit could be wid de cavalrymen a taking an' a destroyin'."

    "When de war ended ole Mars .... came home an' hit wuz a big day of
    rejoicin. We wuz so glad he come back safe to us."

    Ben Wall of Benton Co. Miss. "I wish times were like they use to be
    when we belonged to the white folks; we had better times then."

    Henry Warfield of Warren Co. Miss. "Negroes were used by the
    Confederates long before they were used by the Union forces. ....and a large
    number of these fought by the side of their masters or made it possible for
    the master to fight."

    Eugenia Weatherall of Monroe Co. Miss. "Sure I members bout the Ku
    Kluxers but we never had no trouble with them. Why one of my cousins used to
    make de robes and masks they wore and I have watched them dress up in them
    many a time."

    Jane Wilburn of Lafayette Co. Miss. "The Yankees took everything the
    cullud folks had same as they did the white folks, 'cause they wouldn't
    believe the cullud folks had anything uv their own; they jus' thought they
    wuz keeping them for their masters and Mistresses. I had just' had holes
    made in my ears with a crab-apple thorne so I could wear some gold ear-rings
    my master had given me."

    I 'members de first time de Yankees come. Dey come gallupin' down de
    road, jumpin' over de palm's, tromplin' down de rose bushes an' messin' up
    de flower beds. Dey stomped all over de house, in de main kitchen, pantries,
    smokehouse, an' evenjwhare, but dey didn' find much, kaze near 'bout
    everything done been hid. I was settin' on de steps when a big Yankee come
    up. He had on a cap an' his eyes was mean. "Whare did dey hide duh gold an'
    silver, (*)(*)(*)(*)(*)(*)?" he yelled at me. I was so skeered my hands was ashy, but I
    tole him I didn' know nothin' 'bout nothmn'; dat if anybody done hid things
    dey hid it while I was asleep.
    "Go ax dat ole white-headed devil," he said to me. I got mad den kaze
    he was tawkin' 'bout Mis' Polly, so I didn' say nothin'. I jus' set. Den he
    pushed me off de step an' say if I didn' dance he gwine shoot my toes off.
    Skeered as I was, I sho dons some shufflin'. Den he give me five dollars an'
    told me to go buy jim cracks, but dat piece of paper won't no good. 'Twuzn
    nothin' but a shin plaster like all dat war money, you couldn' spend it.
    Dat Yankee kept callin' Mis' Polly a white-headed devil an' said she
    done ram-shacked 'til dey wuzn' nothin' left, but he made his mens tote off
    meat, flour, pigs, an' chickens. After dat Mis' Polly got mighty stingy wid
    de vittles an' we didn' have no more ham.
    When de war was over de Yankees was all 'roun' de place tellin' de
    (*)(*)(*)(*)(*)(*)s what to do. Dey tole dem dey was free, dat dey didn' have to slave
    for de white folks no more. My folks all left Marse Cain an' went to live in
    houses dat de Yankees built. Dey wuz like poor white folks houses, little
    shacks made out of sticks an' mud wid stick an' mud chimneys. Dey wuzn' like
    Marse Cain's cabins, planked up and warm, dey was full of cracks, an' dey
    wuzn' no lamps an' oil. All de light come from de lightwood knots burnin' in
    de fireplace.

    One day my mammy come to de big house after me. I didn' want to go, I
    wanted to stay wid Mis' Polly. I 'gun to cry an' Mammy caught hold of me. I
    grabbed Mis' Polly an' held so tight dat I tore her skirt bindin' loose an'
    her skirt fell down 'bout her feets. "Let her stay wid me," Mis' Polly said
    to Mammy. But Mammy shook her head. "You took her away from me an' didn' pay
    no mind to my cryin', so now I'se takin' her back home. We's free now, Mis'
    Polly, we ain't gwine be slaves no more to nobody."
    She dragged me away. I can see how Mis' Polly looked now. She didn' say
    nothin' but she looked hard at Mammy an' her face was white. Mammy took me
    to de stick an' mud house de Yankees done give her. It was smoky an' dark
    kaze dey wuzn' no windows. We didn't have no sheets an' no towels, so when I
    cried an' said I didn' want to live in no Yankee house, Mammy beat me an'
    made me go to bed. I laid on de straw tick lookin' up through de cracks in
    de roof. I could see de stars, an' de sky shinin' through de cracks and it
    looked like long blue splinters stretched 'cross de rafters. I lay dare an'
    cried kaze I wanted to go back to Mis' Polly.

    I wuz never hungry til we win free an' de Yankees fed us. We didn' have
    nothmn' to eat 'cept hardtack an' middlmn' meat. I never saw such meat. It
    was thin an' tough wid a thick skin. You could boil it all day an' all night
    an' it wouldn't cook done. I wouldn't eat it I thought 'twuz mule meat;
    mules dat done been shot on da battlefield den dried. I still believe 'twin
    mule meat. .

    Dem was bad days. I'd rather have been a slave den to been hired out
    like I win, kaze I wuzn' no fiel' hand, I was a hand maid, trained to wait
    on de ladies. Den too, I win hungry most of de time an' had to keep fightin'
    off dem Yankee mens. Dem Yankees was mean folks.

    I looks back now an' thinks. I ain't never forgot dem slavery days, an'
    I ain't never forgot Mis' Polly Union

    Treatment of Slaves Found these accounts regarding Southern blacks
    being oppressed by Federal authorites. On many occasions these are described
    as "worse than slavery".

    "Freedpeople throughout the Union-occupied South often toiled harder
    and longer under Federal officers and soldiers than they had under slave
    owners and overseers--and received inferior food, clothing, and shelter to
    boot."
     
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    Very interesting, George. Thanks for posting the narratives. They put a human face on all these discussions.

    I have listened to some of these narratives before, but find them easier to read than listen to. I didn't know they had been transcribed, but went looking after reading here. I found this source.... http://memory.loc.gov/ammem/snhtml/ Would you say that's a complete resource?

    I've also read that Charles Dickens made a journey through America and made some comparisons between a typical slave's life and that of the children working in the Northern factories and mills. Do you have a resource for that?

    I know you didn't post these narratives in defense of slavery...none of us SUPPORT slavery, but an honest look at the reality is deserved. It does show that all Southerners weren't the 'white devils', though.

    Here's something about black slave owners....

    "According to federal census reports, on June 1, 1860 there were nearly 4.5 million Negroes in the United States, with fewer than four million of them living in the southern slaveholding states. Of the blacks residing in the South, 261,988 were not slaves. Of this number, 10,689 lived in New Orleans. The country's leading African American historian, Duke University professor John Hope Franklin, records that in New Orleans over 3,000 free Negroes owned slaves, or 28 percent of the free Negroes in that city.

    To return to the census figures quoted above, this 28 percent is certainly impressive when compared to less than 1.4 percent of all American whites and less than 4.8 percent of southern whites. The statistics show that, when free, blacks disproportionately became slave masters.

    The majority of slaveholders, white and black, owned only one to five slaves. More often than not, and contrary to a century and a half of bullwhips-on-tortured-backs propaganda, black and white masters worked and ate alongside their charges; be it in house, field or workshop. The few individuals who owned 50 or more slaves were confined to the top one percent, and have been defined as slave magnates.

    In 1860 there were at least six Negroes in Louisiana who owned 65 or more slaves The largest number, 152 slaves, were owned by the widow C. Richards and her son P.C. Richards, who owned a large sugar cane plantation. Another Negro slave magnate in Louisiana, with over 100 slaves, was Antoine Dubuclet, a sugar planter whose estate was valued at (in 1860 dollars) $264,000. That year, the mean wealth of southern white men was $3,978."


    From this source.... http://americancivilwar.com/authors/black_slaveowners.htm
     
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    It makes no difference if the "Jim Crow laws" started up north or down south as it was a white people crime, and a white people sin, and northern racist whites are surely equal to southern racist whites.

    The Civil War was a type of competition, but white ignorance and white racism are fairly equal in its depravities.

    The unequal issue with the southern States is that they started their rebellion just to preserve their slavery and that is why their rebellion was rightfully crushed.

    Of course we are in a position to judge, and it is our duty to judge rightfully.

    John 7:24 = "Judge not according to the appearance, but judge righteous judgment."

    And the famous text so often quoted: "Judge not, that ye be not judged." Matthew 7:1-5, means that we are to judge because people who seek to do right want to be judged, and it is ONLY the GUILTY that do not want to be judged.

    All the white owners of African slaves were doing evil, because the slavery itself was evil, and the racial prejudice unique to the American slavery makes it even more evil.

    The vivid proof is self evident that the slavery of the African Americans by the whites was evil, and therefore every white person so involved was a part of that evil.

    And yes of course northern whites were guilty too and Maryland whites were guilty of it too, and it was the Civil War and President Lincoln and then the 13th Amendment which ended that part of the white barbarism.

    Of course the whites in both the north and south continued our racism after the war of rebellion and after the "Jim Crow laws" and the ignorance of the whites still continue today into the 21st Century.

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    I do want to clarify that last sentence of mine shown in the quote above, in that ONLY those who deny their guilt - do not want to be judged.

    Some white people do have the guts and courage to accept and deal with our white guilt so that the judgements against us are thereby fitting and proper.

    It is white people that deny the white racist crimes that do not want to be "judged" because they view it as their rightful condemnation which it is.

    When a person wants to embrace the truths and realities then being judged in positive ways or in negative ways are just different aspects and judgements of our character.

    :sun:
     
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    Oh, that's just ridiculous on the face of it. White guilt only leads to the creation of a perpetual 'victim' class, which is an injustice in itself. If you want to atone for any perceived sins of your forebears, help to create a country where liberty for the individual is primary and ALL men can be free to succeed or fail, according to their own choices.

    The Civil Rights movement did much to cast off institutionalized racism. To go beyond that (as LBJ's Great Society did) is to provide a Socialist crutch that only saps a person's individual motivation. It's patronizing in its pity and does nothing to help lift people up. Rather, it keeps them put down by means of a 'nanny state' that re-enforces stereotypes that keeps the races divided. It's trading one form of slavery for another. Ask nothing from a people and that's exactly what you'll get.
     
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    Woogs,

    The website you posted looks like a reliable site although I haven't visited it before. Over the years I have use the Cornell Univ. website and various government websites. Due to a recent computer crash, I lost some of the excellent sources of information. I also lost my notes on the Northern Black codes which I had hope to post tonight. My apologies for not being able to follow up on that subject.

    At one time I did have sources on Dickens, but as stated above the 'puter crash left me with only a few good reliable sources and a fraction of the notes I had. I did not realize until tonight what I have lost. I will say this, you are correct in your assessment of Dickens work.

    On your slave stats, they look correct to me. I have not visited your sources but I have read the same from other reliable sources, usually online books. Thank you for posting the source I needed it for future research.

    George Purvis
    http://southernheritageadvancementpreservationeducation.com/page.php?4
     
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    Here's a rather ironic Lincoln quote. Of course, he is well known for speaking out of both sides of his mouth, so maybe not so ironic after all.

    "We, the people are the rightful masters of both Congress and the courts, not to overthrow the Constitution, but to overthrow men who pervert the Constitution." Abraham Lincoln
     
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    Looks like the victory of the North over desperate Southern Army ended up depriving the term United States of America of its initial sense.
     
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    Exactly!!! I have read somewhere we went into the war as the united states and came ouit the United States. Here is a bit more on the subject.

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    Alfred A. Knopf. Place of Publication: New York. Publication Year: 1922.

    By H. L. MENCKEN
    PUBLISHED AT THE BORZOI • NEW YORK • BY
    ALFRED • A • KNOPF





    VIII. FIVE MEN AT RANDOM

    Abraham Lincoln

    THE backwardness of the art of biography in these States is made shiningly visible by the fact that we have yet to see a first-rate life of either Lincoln or Whitman. Of Lincolniana, of course, there is no end, nor is there any end to the hospitality of those who collect it. Some time ago a publisher told me that there are four kinds of books that never, under any circumstances,
    lose money in the United States -- first, detective stories; secondly, novels in which the heroine is forcibly debauched by the hero; thirdly, volumes on spiritualism, occultism and other such claptrap, and fourthly, books on Lincoln. But despite all the vast mass of Lincolniana and the constant discussion of old Abe in other ways, even so elemental a problem as that of his religious faith -- surely an important
    matter in any competent biography -- is yet but half solved. Here, for example, is the Rev. William E. Barton, grappling with it for more than four hundred
    large pages in "The Soul of Abraham Lincoln." It is a lengthy inquiry -- the rev. pastor, in truth, shows a good deal of the habitual garrulity of his order -- but it is never tedious. On the contrary, it is curious
    and amusing, and I have read it with steady interest, including even the appendices. Unluckily, the author, like his predecessors, fails to finish
    the business before him. Was Lincoln a Christian? Did he believe in the Divinity of Christ? I am left in doubt. He was very polite about it, and very cautious, as befitted a politician in need of Christian votes, but how much genuine conviction was in that politeness? And if his occasional references to Christ were thus open to question, what of his rather vague avowals of belief in a personal God and in the
    immortality of the soul? Herndon and some of his other close friends always maintained that he was an atheist, but Dr. Barton argues that this atheism was simply disbelief in the idiotic Methodist and Baptist dogmas of his time -- that nine Christian churches out of ten, if he were alive to-day, would admit him to their high privileges and prerogatives without anything worse than a few warning coughs.
    As for me, I still wonder.

    The growth of the Lincoln legend is truly amazing. He becomes the American solar myth, the chief butt of American credulity and sentimentality. Washington, of late years, has been perceptibly humanized; every schoolboy now knows that he used to swear a good deal, and was a sharp trader, and had a quick eye for a pretty ankle. But meanwhile the varnishers and veneerers have been busily convert-
    ing Abe into a plaster saint, thus making him fit for adoration in the chautauquas and Y. M. C. A.'s. All the popular pictures of him show him in his robes of state, and wearing an expression fit for a man about to be hanged. There is, so far as I
    know, not a single portrait of him showing him smiling -- and yet he must have cackled a good deal, first and last: who ever heard of a storyteller who didn't? Worse, there is an obvious effort to pump all his human weaknesses out of him, and so leave him a mere moral apparition, a sort of amalgam of John Wesley and the Holy Ghost. What could be more absurd? Lincoln, in point of fact, was a practical politician of long experience and high talents, and by no means cursed with inconvenient ideals. On the contrary, his career in the Illinois Legislature
    was that of a good organization man, and he was more than once denounced by reformers. Even his handling of the slavery question was that of a politician, not that of a fanatic. Nothing alarmed him more than the suspicion that he was an Abolitionist. Barton tells of an occasion when he actually fled
    town to avoid meeting the issue squarely. A genuine Abolitionist would have published the Emancipation Proclamation the day after the first battle of Bull
    Run. But Lincoln waited until the time was more favorable -- until Lee had been hurled out of Pennsylvania, and, more important still, until the political
    currents were safely running his way. Always he was a wary fellow, both in his dealings with measures and in his dealings with men. He knew how to keep his mouth shut.

    Nevertheless, it was his eloquence that probably brought him to his great estate. Like William Jennings Bryan, he was a dark horse made suddenly formidable by fortunate rhetoric. The Douglas debate launched him, and the Cooper Union speech
    got him the presidency. This talent for emotional utterance, this gift for making phrases that enchanted the plain people, was an accomplishment of late growth. His early speeches were mere empty fireworks -- the childish rhodomontades of
    the era. But in middle life he purged his style of ornament and it became almost baldly simple -- and it is for that simplicity that he is remembered today. The Gettysburg speech is at once the shortest and the most famous oration in American
    history. Put beside it, all the whoopings of the Websters, Sumners and Everetts seem gaudy and silly. It is eloquence brought to a pellucid and
    almost child-like perfection -- the highest emotion reduced to one graceful and irresistible gesture. Nothing else precisely like it is to be found in the whole range of oratory. Lincoln himself never even remotely approached it. It is genuinely stupendous.

    But let us not forget that it is oratory, not logic; beauty, not sense. Think of the argument in it! Put it into the cold words of everyday! The doctrine is simply this: that the Union soldiers who died at Gettysburg sacrificed their lives to the cause of self- determination -- "that government of the people, by the people, for the people," should not perish from the earth. It is difficult to imagine anything more
    untrue. The Union soldiers in that battle actually fought against self-determination; it was the Confederates who fought for the right of their people to govern themselves. What was the practical effect of the battle of Gettysburg? What else than the destruction of the old sovereignty of the States, i. e., of the people of the States? The Confederates went into battle an absolutely free people; they came out with their freedom subject to the supervision and vote of the rest of the country -- and for nearly twenty years that vote was so effective that they enjoyed scarcely any freedom at all. Am I the first American to note the fundamental nonsensicality of the Gettysburg address? If so, I plead my æsthetic joy in it in amelioration of the sacrilege.


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    I just want to point out the depth of white lies, as those quoted above are a perfect example.

    As like President Lincoln was the one and only person who directly orchestrated the end of the African slavery in the USA, and without Lincoln then it would not have happened. The Emancipation Proclamation was the foundation to the 13th Amendment which ended the slavery in the USA, December 6, 1865.

    And quoted above he claims the south was a "PEACEFUL" country, but in the southern States there was a population estimated at 9 million persons with some 3.5 million being African American people held in slavery, subject to forced labor and assorted atrocities and yet that white boy calls the south as "PEACEFUL".

    That means one third (1/3) of their population were denied basic human dignities as if that was peaceful when it surely was not.

    A white man could and would rape a black woman (young women) and the rape was still seen as "peaceful" because the white man was protected by the law while the black women had no protection from the immoral abusers.

    And the southern rebels started their war as they attacked American soldiers as Fort Sumter and yet that is claimed as living in peace!

    We all know about the battle of Gettysburg as later President Lincoln gave the famous Gettysburg address there, but Gettysburg is in the northern State of Pennsylvania, so the south was not being peaceful having its rebel army attacking way up north.

    There is a reason why petty and cheap lies are referred to as "white lies", and that is because they are meant for fools.

    So we can only wonder if the white boy quoted above is fooling himself? or does he think anyone else is fooled?

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    When I appeared on Glenn Beck's radio show, he told me that someone had asked him, "Do you really believe that there is going to be trouble in the future?" And he answered, "If this country starts to spiral out of control and Mexico melts down or whatever, if it really starts to spiral out of control, before America allows a country to become a totalitarian country (which it would have under I think the Republicans as well in this situation; they were taking us to the same place, just slower), Americans won't stand for it. There will be parts of the country that will rise up." Then Glenn asked me and his listening audience, "And where's that going to come from?" He answered his own question, "Texas, it's going to come from Texas. Do you agree with that Chuck?" I replied, "Oh yeah!" Definitely.

    It was these types of thoughts that led me to utter the tongue-n-cheek frustration on Glenn Beck's radio show, "I may run for president of Texas!"

    I'm not saying that other states won't muster the gumption to stand and secede, but Texas has the history to prove it.

    Chuck Norris
     
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    There is no WE wondering anything. It's only you with your head buried in your nether regions that will not see what is plain for any rational person. But, that's beside the point.

    As a slaves life has been chronicled here already, I though some might like to compare it to what a typical child working in the North might experience. I haven't found the Dickens source yet, but this is a pretty fair introduction to the conditions in Northern factories.

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    Working Conditions

    * Workers: In the 1840's as factories replaced the textile mills. The workers were primarily women and children, and very often, entire families worked in factories together. Every family member's earnings helped the family survive.
    * Hours: The factory workers began their day at 4:00a.m., and it ended at 7:30 p.m. They were allowed one break at 7:30 a.m. for breakfast, and another at noon for lunch.
    * Conditions:
    o Factories often had no windows to allow for ventilation, or heating systems to help the workers stay warm in the winter.
    o Poor lighting led to accidents.
    o Workers hands and arms were crushed by machines, because there were no safety devices on them.
    o Textile workers got lung diseases from breathing dust and fiber all day.
    o Steel workers risked injuries working close to red-hot vats of melted steel.
    o In mines, cave-ins buried miners alive.
    o If a worker got hurt, they got fired.
    o There was no such thing as insurance.

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    In the late 1700's and early 1800's, power-driven machines replaced hand labor for the making of most manufactured items. Factories began to spring up everywhere, first in England and then in the United States. The owners of these factories found a new source of labor to run their machines — children. Operating the power-driven machines did not require adult strength, and children could be hired more cheaply than adults. By the mid-1800's, child labor was a major problem.

    Children had always worked, especially in farming. But factory work was hard. A child with a factory job might work 12 to 18 hours a day, six days a week, to earn a dollar. Many children began working before the age of 7, tending machines in spinning mills or hauling heavy loads. The factories were often damp, dark, and dirty. Some children worked underground, in coal mines. The working children had no time to play or go to school, and little time to rest. They often became ill.

    By 1810, about 2,000,000 school-age children were working 50- to 70-hour weeks. Most of them came from poor families. When parents could not support their children, they sometimes turned them over to a mill or factory owner. One glass factory in Massachusetts was fenced with barbed wire "to keep the young imps inside." The "young imps" were boys under 12 who carried loads of hot glass all night for a wage of 40 cents to $1.10 per night.

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    Child Labor in America

    As early as the 1830s, many U.S. states had enacted laws restricting or prohibiting the employment of young children in industrial settings. However, in rural communities where child labor on the farm was common, employment of children in mills and factories did not arouse much concern. Another problem for children was the popular opinion that gainful employment of children of the "lower orders" actually benefited poor families and the community at large.

    Entire families were hired, the men for heavy labor and the women and children for lighter work. Work days typically ran from dawn to sunset, with longer hours in winter, resulting in a 68-72 hour workweek. Many families also lived in company owned houses in company owned villages and were often paid with overpriced goods from the company store. Thus they lived a life entirely dominated by their employers.

    By the late 1800s, states and territories had passed over 1,600 laws regulating work conditions and limiting or forbidding child labor. In many cases the laws did not apply to immigrants, thus they were often exploited and wound up living in slums working long hours for little pay.

    Throughout America, local child labor laws were often ignored. On a national level, progress to protect children stalled as the U.S. Supreme Court ruled several times that child labor laws under question were unconstitutional. A subsequent attempt to pass an amendment to the U.S. Constitution failed.

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    Theophilus Fisk, a Connecticut publisher and Jackson Democrat is ranked as one of the major leaders of the early U.S. labor movement. Fisk denounced wealthy White campaigners for negro rights and in 1836 gave what has been described as a “fierce anti-abolitionist speech” in South Carolina. Fisk’s anger derived from his observation that White slavery had been ignored. Fisk “found that
    America’s slaves had ‘pale faces’ and as abolitionism grew in Boston, called for an end to indulging sympathies for Blacks in the South and for ‘immediate emancipation of the White (factory) slaves of the North.”.

    Charles Douglass, president of the New England Association of Farmers, Mechanics and Other Working Men, described the four thousand White children and women at work in the factories of Lowell, Massachusetts in the 1860s as “dragging out a life of slavery and wretchedness... These establishments (New England’s factories) are the present abode of wretchedness, disease and misery...”

    Ruth Holland, commenting on the participation of New England factory owners in the cause of abolitionism and rights for negroes in the south, observed, “It’s a little difficult to believe that northern mill owners, who were mercilessly abusing (White) children for profit, felt such pure moral indignation at (negro) slavery.”

    http://www.whattheproblemis.com/documents/ra/they-were-slaves.pdf

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    There are many of us that are frustrated by what is going on in this country today. Some of us trace it back to the original 'Big Brother' A. Lincoln. That is why it is so critical to take a second look at the Civil War and its true causes, the politics behind it and the ramifications of it. The Constitution was turned on its head in !861 and has not been righted since. So long as the South is being demonized, America will not see the Liberty lost in that struggle and the price we continue to pay for that loss today.
     
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    This is impossible for the North.

    As long as this situation keeps going this way the moderm USA (hidden North and its mentality, way of life, will to dominate, habits ecc.) feels legitimate to do whatever they want.

    Suppose the real truth popps up once in a good, serene morning?
    Suppose people come to know there's something wrong with their history, freedom and dignity?
    What will be the next step?

    The country may fall apart
     
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    Woogs Well-Known Member

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    To that I would only say that you have to destroy what is bad to make room for what is good. The transition could be tough, but think of the alternative. We're not in such good shape today, so, really, could there be a better time?

    "Anyone who trades liberty for security deserves neither liberty nor security"
    - Benjamin Franklin
     
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    And they were living in PEACE, prove otherwise.

    I notice you didn't JUDGE the bible, why is that after all you have the right to judge.

    I notice you didn't dispute the quotes from the slave narratives. Why? No facts?
    Bring your facts to the table. I have posted plenty of facts that say
    Otherwise I don't give a Lincoln penny about your biased, trashy opinions and examples. If you can't find some facts to discuss, then you and I are finished with any exchanges. You may continue to be the Preparation H. for black America.


    George Purvis
    http://southernheritageadvancementpreservationeducation.com/page.php?4

    PS I may be a boy, but you have never seen a boy built like me.
     
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