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英语天堂-第157部分

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ssors; against us。 Doubtless the scheme may have been used; in unjustifiable ways; as a means of retarding our emancipation。 But the question to me is; Is there not a God above all man’s schemes? May He not have over…ruled their designs; and founded for us a nation by them?
“In these days; a nation is born in a day。 A nation starts; now; with all the great problems of republican life and civilization wrought out to its hand;—it has not to discover; but only to apply。 Let us; then; all take hold together; with all our might; and see what we can do with this new enterprise; and the whole splendid continent of Africa opens before us and our children。 Our nation shall roll the tide of civilization and Christianity along its shores; and plant there mighty republics; that; growing with the rapidity of tropical vegetation; shall be for all coming ages。
“Do you say that I am deserting my enslaved brethren? I think not。 If I forget them one hour; one moment of my life; so may God forget me! But; what can I do for them; here? Can I break their chains? No; not as an individual; but; let me go and form part of a nation; which shall have a voice in the councils of nations; and then we can speak。 A nation has a right to argue; remonstrate; implore; and present the cause of its race;—which an individual has not。
“If Europe ever becomes a grand council of free nations;—as I trust in God it will;—if; there; serfdom; and all unjust and oppressive social inequalities; are done away; and if they; as France and England have done; acknowledge our position;—then; in the great congress of nations; we will make our appeal; and present the cause of our enslaved and suffering race; and it cannot be that free; enlightened America will not then desire to wipe from her escutcheon that bar sinister which disgraces her among nations; and is as truly a curse to her as to the enslaved。
“But; you will tell me; our race have equal rights to mingle in the American republic as the Irishman; the German; the Swede。 Granted; they have。 We ought to be free to meet and mingle;—to rise by our individual worth; without any consideration of caste or color; and they who deny us this right are false to their own professed principles of human equality。 We ought; in particular; to be allowed here。 We have more than the rights of common men;—we have the claim of an injured race for reparation。 But; then; I do not want it; I want a country; a nation; of my own。 I think that the African race has peculiarities; yet to be unfolded in the light of civilization and Christianity; which; if not the same with those of the Anglo…Saxon; may prove to be; morally; of even a higher type。
“To the Anglo…Saxon race has been intrusted the destinies of the world; during its pioneer period of struggle and conflict。 To that mission its stern; inflexible; energetic elements; were well adapted; but; as a Christian; I look for another era to arise。 On its borders I trust we stand; and the throes that now convulse the nations are; to my hope; but the birth…pangs of an hour of universal peace and brotherhood。
“I trust that the development of Africa is to be essentially a Christian one。 If not a dominant and commanding race; they are; at least; an affectionate; magnanimous; and forgiving one。 Having been called in the furnace of injustice and oppression; they have need to bind closer to their hearts that sublime doctrine of love and forgiveness; through which alone they are to conquer; which it is to be their mission to spread over the continent of Africa。
“In myself; I confess; I am feeble for this;—full half the blood in my veins is the hot and hasty Saxon; but I have an eloquent preacher of the Gospel ever by my side; in the person of my beautiful wife。 When I wander; her gentler spirit ever restores me; and keeps before my eyes the Christian calling and mission of our race。 As a Christian patriot; as a teacher of Christianity; I go to my country;—my chosen; my glorious Africa!—and to her; in my heart; I sometimes apply those splendid words of prophecy: ‘Whereas thou hast been forsaken and hated; so that no man went through thee; I will make thee an eternal excellence; a joy of many generations!’
“You will call me an enthusiast: you will tell me that I have not well considered what I am undertaking。 But I have considered; and counted the cost。 I go to Liberia; not as an Elysium of romance; but as to a field of work。 I expect to work with both hands;—to work hard; to work against all sorts of difficulties and discouragements; and to work till I die。 This is what I go for; and in this I am quite sure I shall not be disappointed。
“Whatever you may think of my determination; do not divorce me from your confidence; and think that; in whatever I do; I act with a heart wholly given to my people。
“George Harris。”
George; with his wife; children; sister and mother; embarked for Africa; some few weeks after。 If we are not mistaken; the world will yet hear from him there。
Of our other characters we have nothing very particular to write; except a word relating to Miss Ophelia and Topsy; and a farewell chapter; which we shall dedicate to George Shelby。
Miss Ophelia took Topsy home to Vermont with her; much to the surprise of the grave deliberative body whom a New Englander recognizes under the term “Our folks。” “Our folks;” at first; thought it an odd and unnecessary addition to their well…trained domestic establishment; but; so thoroughly efficient was Miss Ophelia in her conscientious endeavor to do her duty by her eleve; that the child rapidly grew in grace and in favor with the family and neighborhood。 At the age of womanhood; she was; by her own request; baptized; and became a member of the Christian church in the place; and showed so much intelligence; activity and zeal; and desire to do good in the world; that she was at last recommended; and approved as a missionary to one of the stations in Africa; and we have heard that the same activity and ingenuity which; when a child; made her so multiform and restless in her developments; is now employed; in a safer and wholesomer manner; in teaching the children of her own country。
P。S。—It will be a satisfaction to some mother; also; to state; that some inquiries; which were set on foot by Madame de Thoux; have resulted recently in the discovery of Cassy’s son。 Being a young man of energy; he had escaped; some years before his mother; and been received and educated by friends of the oppressed in the north。 He will soon follow his family to Africa。
Chapter 44
The Liberator
George Shelby had written to his mother merely a line; stating the day that she might expect him home。 Of the death scene of his old friend he had not the heart to write。 He had tried several times; and only sucomeeded in half choking himself; and invariably finished by tearing up the paper; wiping his eyes; and rushing somewhere to get quiet。
There was a pleased bustle all though the Shelby mansion; that day; in expectation of the arrival of young Mas’r George。
Mrs。 Shelby was seated in her comfortable parlor; where a cheerful hickory fire was dispelling the chill of the late autumn evening。 A supper…table; glittering with plate and cut glass; was set out; on whose arrangements our former friend; old Chloe; was presiding。
Arrayed in a new calico dress; with clean; white apron; and high; well…starched turban; her black polished face glowing with satisfaction; she lingered; with needless punctiliousness; around the arrangements of the table; merely as an excuse for talking a little to her mistress。
“Laws; now! won’t it look natural to him?” she said。 “Thar;—I set his plate just whar he likes it;round by the fire。 Mas’r George allers wants de warm seat。 O; go way!—why didn’t Sally get out de best tea…pot;—de little new one; Mas’r George got for Missis; Christmas? I’ll have it out! And Missis has heard from Mas’r George?” she said; inquiringly。
“Yes; Chloe; but only a line; just to say he would be home tonight; if he could;—that’s all。”
“Didn’t say nothin’ ’bout my old man; s’pose?” said Chloe; still fidgeting with the tea…cups。
“No; he didn’t。 He did not speak of anything; Chloe。 He said he would tell all; when he got home。”
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