The Humanistic Tradition, Book 5 Romanticism, Realism, and the Nineteenth-Century World

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CHAPTER 28 The Romantic Hero 37

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several area plantations. Following the defeat of the rebel
slaves, the captive Turner explained his motives to a local
attorney, who prepared a published version of his personal
account in the so-called “Confessions of Nat Turner.”


Frederick DouglassA longer, more detailed autobiography,
the Narrative of the Life of Frederick Douglass: An American
Slave (1845), came from the pen of the nineteenth
century’s leading African-American crusader for black
freedom (Figure 28.4). Born a slave on the east coast of
Maryland, Douglass (1817–1883) taught himself how to
read and write at an early age; he escaped bondage in
Baltimore in 1838 and eventually found his way to New
England, where he joined the Massachusetts Antislavery
Society. A powerful public speaker, who captivated his
audiences with accounts of his life, Douglass served as
living proof of the potential of black slaves to achieve
brilliantly as free persons. He wrote extensively and
eloquently in support of abolition, describing the
“dehumanizing character of slavery” (that is, its negative
effects on both black and white people), and defending the
idea that, by abandoning slavelike behavior, even slaves
could determine their own lives. On occasion, he employed
high irony—contradictionbetween literal and intended
meanings—as is the case with his justification of theft as a
moral act if perpetrated by a slave against his master.
Though it is unlikely that Douglass had in mind any
reference to the Promethean motif of heroic defiance, the
parallel is not without significance. “A Slave’s Right to


My Freedom From Douglass’s My Bondage and

revised and enlarged version of Douglass’ autobiography.


From Douglass’ My Bondage and


My Freedom(1855)


... There were four slaves of us in the kitchen, and four whites 1
in the great house—Thomas Auld, Mrs. Auld, Hadaway Auld
(brother of Thomas Auld), and little Amanda. The names of the
slaves in the kitchen, were Eliza, my sister; Priscilla, my aunt;
Henry, my cousin; and myself. There were eight persons in the
family. There was, each week, one half bushel of corn-meal
brought from the mill; and in the kitchen, corn-meal was
almost our exclusive food, for very little else was allowed us.
Out of this half bushel of corn-meal, the family in the great
house had a small loaf every morning; thus leaving us, in the 10
kitchen, with not quite a half a peck of meal per week, apiece.
This allowance was less than half the allowance of food on
Lloyd’s plantation. It was not enough to subsist upon; and we
were, therefore, reduced to the wretched necessity of living at
the expense of our neighbors. We were compelled either to
beg, or to steal, and we did both. I frankly confess, that while I
hated everything like stealing, as such, I nevertheless did not
hesitate to take food, when I was hungry, wherever I could find
it. Nor was this practice the mere result of an unreasoning
instinct; it was, in my case, the result of a clear apprehension 20
of the claims of morality. I weighed and considered the matter
closely, before I ventured to satisfy my hunger by such means.
Considering that my labor and person were the property of
Master Thomas, and that I was by him deprived of the


necessaries of life—necessaries obtained by my own labor—
it was easy to deduce the right to supply myself with what was
my own. It was simply appropriating what was my own to the
use of my master, since the health and strength derived from
such food were exerted in hisservice. To be sure, this was
stealing, according to the law and gospel I heard from St. 30
Michael’s pulpit; but I had already begun to attach less
importance to what dropped from that quarter, on that point,
while, as yet, I retained my reverence for religion. It was not
always convenient to steal from master, and the same
reason why I might, innocently, steal from him, did not seem
to justify me in stealing from others. In the case of my
master, it was only a question of removal—the taking his
meat out of the tub, and putting it into another; the
ownership of the meat was not affected by the transaction.
At first, he owned it in the tub, and last, he owned it in me. 40
His meat house was not always open. There was a strict
watch kept on that point, and the key was on a large bunch
in Rowena’s pocket. A great many times have we, poor
creatures, been severely pinched with hunger, when meat
and bread have been moulding under the lock, while the key
was in the pocket of our mistress. This had been so when
she knewwe were nearly half starved; and yet, that
mistress, with saintly air, would kneel with her husband, and
pray each morning that a merciful God would bless them in
basket and in store, and save them, at last, in his kingdom. 50
But I proceed with the argument.
It was necessary that the right to steal from othersshould
be established; and this could only rest upon a wider range
of generalization than that which supposed the right to steal
from my master.

Figure 28. 4 Portrait of Frederick Douglass, 1847. Daguerreotype.
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