IN all the public establishments of America, the utmost
courtesy prevails. Most of our Departments are susceptible of considerable
improvement in this respect, but the Custom-house above all others would do well
to take example from the United States and render itself somewhat less odious
and offensive to foreigners. The servile rapacity of the French officials is
sufficiently contemptible; but there is a surly boorish incivility about our
men, alike disgusting to all persons who fall into their hands, and
discreditable to the nation that keeps such ill-conditioned curs snarling about
its gates.
When I landed in America, I could not help being strongly impressed with the
contrast their Custom-house presented, and the attention, politeness and good
humour with which its officers discharged their duty.
As we did not land at Boston, in consequence of some detention at the wharf,
until after dark, I received my first impressions of the city in walking down to
the Custom-house on the morning after our arrival, which was Sunday. I am afraid
to say, by the way, how many offers of pews and seats in church for that morning
were made to us, by formal note of invitation, before we had half finished our
first dinner in America, but if I may be allowed to make a moderate guess,
without going into nicer calculation, I should say that at least as many
sittings were proffered us, as would have accommodated a score or two of
grown-up families. The number of creeds and forms of religion to which the
pleasure of our company was requested, was in very fair proportion.
Not being able, in the absence of any change of clothes, to go to church that
day, we were compelled to decline these kindnesses, one and all; and I was
reluctantly obliged to forego the delight of hearing Dr. Channing, who happened
to preach that morning for the first time in a very long interval. I mention the
name of this distinguished and accomplished man (with whom I soon afterwards had
the pleasure of becoming personally acquainted), that I may have the
gratification of recording my humble tribute of admiration and respect for his
high abilities and character; and for the bold philanthropy with which he has
ever opposed himself to that most hideous blot and foul disgrace - Slavery.
To return to Boston. When I got into the streets upon this Sunday morning,
the air was so clear, the houses were so bright and gay: the signboards were
painted in such gaudy colours; the gilded letters were so very golden; the
bricks were so very red, the stone was so very white, the blinds and area
railings were so very green, the knobs and plates upon the street doors so
marvellously bright and twinkling; and all so slight and unsubstantial in
appearance - that every thoroughfare in the city looked exactly like a scene in
a pantomime. It rarely happens in the business streets that a tradesman, if I
may venture to call anybody a tradesman, where everybody is a merchant, resides
above his store; so that many occupations are often carried on in one house, and
the whole front is covered with boards and inscriptions. As I walked along, I
kept glancing up at these boards, confidently expecting to see a few of them
change into something; and I never turned a corner suddenly without looking out
for the clown and pantaloon, who, I had no doubt, were hiding in a doorway or
behind some pillar close at hand. As to Harlequin and Columbine, I discovered
immediately that they lodged (they are always looking after lodgings in a
pantomime) at a very small clockmaker's one story high, near the hotel; which,
in addition to various symbols and devices, almost covering the whole front, had
a great dial hanging out - to be jumped through, of course.
The suburbs are, if possible, even more unsubstantial-looking than the city.
The white wooden houses (so white that it makes one wink to look at them), with
their green jalousie blinds, are so sprinkled and dropped about in all
directions, without seeming to have any root at all in the ground; and the small
churches and chapels are so prim, and bright, and highly varnished; that I
almost believed the whole affair could be taken up piecemeal like a child's toy,
and crammed into a little box.
The city is a beautiful one, and cannot fail, I should imagine, to impress
all strangers very favourably. The private dwelling-houses are, for the most
part, large and elegant; the shops extremely good; and the public buildings
handsome. The State House is built upon the summit of a hill, which rises
gradually at first, and afterwards by a steep ascent, almost from the water's
edge. In front is a green enclosure, called the Common. The site is beautiful:
and from the top there is a charming panoramic view of the whole town and
neighbourhood. In addition to a variety of commodious offices, it contains two
handsome chambers; in one the House of Representatives of the State hold their
meetings: in the other, the Senate. Such proceedings as I saw here, were
conducted with perfect gravity and decorum; and were certainly calculated to
inspire attention and respect.
There is no doubt that much of the intellectual refinement and superiority of
Boston, is referable to the quiet influence of the University of Cambridge,
which is within three or four miles of the city. The resident professors at that
university are gentlemen of learning and varied attainments; and are, without
one exception that I can call to mind, men who would shed a grace upon, and do
honour to, any society in the civilised world. Many of the resident gentry in
Boston and its neighbourhood, and I think I am not mistaken in adding, a large
majority of those who are attached to the liberal professions there, have been
educated at this same school. Whatever the defects of American universities may
be, they disseminate no prejudices; rear no bigots; dig up the buried ashes of
no old superstitions; never interpose between the people and their improvement;
exclude no man because of his religious opinions; above all, in their whole
course of study and instruction, recognise a world, and a broad one too, lying
beyond the college walls.
It was a source of inexpressible pleasure to me to observe the almost
imperceptible, but not less certain effect, wrought by this institution among
the small community of Boston; and to note at every turn the humanising tastes
and desires it has engendered; the affectionate friendships to which it has
given rise; the amount of vanity and prejudice it has dispelled. The golden calf
they worship at Boston is a pigmy compared with the giant effigies set up in
other parts of that vast counting-house which lies beyond the Atlantic; and the
almighty dollar sinks into something comparatively insignificant, amidst a whole
Pantheon of better gods.
Above all, I sincerely believe that the public institutions and charities of
this capital of Massachusetts are as nearly perfect, as the most considerate
wisdom, benevolence, and humanity, can make them. I never in my life was more
affected by the contemplation of happiness, under circumstances of privation and
bereavement, than in my visits to these establishments.
It is a great and pleasant feature of all such institutions in America, that
they are either supported by the State or assisted by the State; or (in the
event of their not needing its helping hand) that they act in concert with it,
and are emphatically the people's. I cannot but think, with a view to the
principle and its tendency to elevate or depress the character of the
industrious classes, that a Public Charity is immeasurably better than a Private
Foundation, no matter how munificently the latter may be endowed. In our own
country, where it has not, until within these later days, been a very popular
fashion with governments to display any extraordinary regard for the great mass
of the people or to recognise their existence as improvable creatures, private
charities, unexampled in the history of the earth, have arisen, to do an
incalculable amount of good among the destitute and afflicted. But the
government of the country, having neither act nor part in them, is not in the
receipt of any portion of the gratitude they inspire; and, offering very little
shelter or relief beyond that which is to be found in the workhouse and the
jail, has come, not unnaturally, to be looked upon by the poor rather as a stern
master, quick to correct and punish, than a kind protector, merciful and
vigilant in their hour of need.
The maxim that out of evil cometh good, is strongly illustrated by these
establishments at home; as the records of the Prerogative Office in Doctors'
Commons can abundantly prove. Some immensely rich old gentleman or lady,
surrounded by needy relatives, makes, upon a low average, a will a-week. The old
gentleman or lady, never very remarkable in the best of times for good temper,
is full of aches and pains from head to foot; full of fancies and caprices; full
of spleen, distrust, suspicion, and dislike. To cancel old wills, and invent new
ones, is at last the sole business of such a testator's existence; and relations
and friends (some of whom have been bred up distinctly to inherit a large share
of the property, and have been, from their cradles, specially disqualified from
devoting themselves to any useful pursuit, on that account) are so often and so
unexpectedly and summarily cut off, and reinstated, and cut off again, that the
whole family, down to the remotest cousin, is kept in a perpetual fever. At
length it becomes plain that the old lady or gentleman has not long to live; and
the plainer this becomes, the more clearly the old lady or gentleman perceives
that everybody is in a conspiracy against their poor old dying relative;
wherefore the old lady or gentleman makes another last will - positively the
last this time - conceals the same in a china teapot, and expires next day. Then
it turns out, that the whole of the real and personal estate is divided between
half-a- dozen charities; and that the dead and gone testator has in pure spite
helped to do a great deal of good, at the cost of an immense amount of evil
passion and misery.
The Perkins Institution and Massachusetts Asylum for the Blind, at Boston, is
superintended by a body of trustees who make an annual report to the
corporation. The indigent blind of that state are admitted gratuitously. Those
from the adjoining state of Connecticut, or from the states of Maine, Vermont,
or New Hampshire, are admitted by a warrant from the state to which they
respectively belong; or, failing that, must find security among their friends,
for the payment of about twenty pounds English for their first year's board and
instruction, and ten for the second. 'After the first year,' say the trustees,
'an account current will be opened with each pupil; he will be charged with the
actual cost of his board, which will not exceed two dollars per week;' a trifle
more than eight shillings English; 'and he will be credited with the amount paid
for him by the state, or by his friends; also with his earnings over and above
the cost of the stock which he uses; so that all his earnings over one dollar
per week will be his own. By the third year it will be known whether his
earnings will more than pay the actual cost of his board; if they should, he
will have it at his option to remain and receive his earnings, or not. Those who
prove unable to earn their own livelihood will not be retained; as it is not
desirable to convert the establishment into an alms- house, or to retain any but
working bees in the hive. Those who by physical or mental imbecility are
disqualified from work, are thereby disqualified from being members of an
industrious community; and they can be better provided for in establishments
fitted for the infirm.'
I went to see this place one very fine winter morning: an Italian sky above,
and the air so clear and bright on every side, that even my eyes, which are none
of the best, could follow the minute lines and scraps of tracery in distant
buildings. Like most other public institutions in America, of the same class, it
stands a mile or two without the town, in a cheerful healthy spot; and is an
airy, spacious, handsome edifice. It is built upon a height, commanding the
harbour. When I paused for a moment at the door, and marked how fresh and free
the whole scene was - what sparkling bubbles glanced upon the waves, and welled
up every moment to the surface, as though the world below, like that above, were
radiant with the bright day, and gushing over in its fulness of light: when I
gazed from sail to sail away upon a ship at sea, a tiny speck of shining white,
the only cloud upon the still, deep, distant blue - and, turning, saw a blind
boy with his sightless face addressed that way, as though he too had some sense
within him of the glorious distance: I felt a kind of sorrow that the place
should be so very light, and a strange wish that for his sake it were darker. It
was but momentary, of course, and a mere fancy, but I felt it keenly for all
that.
The children were at their daily tasks in different rooms, except a few who
were already dismissed, and were at play. Here, as in many institutions, no
uniform is worn; and I was very glad of it, for two reasons. Firstly, because I
am sure that nothing but senseless custom and want of thought would reconcile us
to the liveries and badges we are so fond of at home. Secondly, because the
absence of these things presents each child to the visitor in his or her own
proper character, with its individuality unimpaired; not lost in a dull, ugly,
monotonous repetition of the same unmeaning garb: which is really an important
consideration. The wisdom of encouraging a little harmless pride in personal
appearance even among the blind, or the whimsical absurdity of considering
charity and leather breeches inseparable companions, as we do, requires no
comment.
Good order, cleanliness, and comfort, pervaded every corner of the building.
The various classes, who were gathered round their teachers, answered the
questions put to them with readiness and intelligence, and in a spirit of
cheerful contest for precedence which pleased me very much. Those who were at
play, were gleesome and noisy as other children. More spiritual and affectionate
friendships appeared to exist among them, than would be found among other young
persons suffering under no deprivation; but this I expected and was prepared to
find. It is a part of the great scheme of Heaven's merciful consideration for
the afflicted.
In a portion of the building, set apart for that purpose, are work- shops for
blind persons whose education is finished, and who have acquired a trade, but
who cannot pursue it in an ordinary manufactory because of their deprivation.
Several people were at work here; making brushes, mattresses, and so forth; and
the cheerfulness, industry, and good order discernible in every other part of
the building, extended to this department also.
On the ringing of a bell, the pupils all repaired, without any guide or
leader, to a spacious music-hall, where they took their seats in an orchestra
erected for that purpose, and listened with manifest delight to a voluntary on
the organ, played by one of themselves. At its conclusion, the performer, a boy
of nineteen or twenty, gave place to a girl; and to her accompaniment they all
sang a hymn, and afterwards a sort of chorus. It was very sad to look upon and
hear them, happy though their condition unquestionably was; and I saw that one
blind girl, who (being for the time deprived of the use of her limbs, by
illness) sat close beside me with her face towards them, wept silently the while
she listened.
It is strange to watch the faces of the blind, and see how free they are from
all concealment of what is passing in their thoughts; observing which, a man
with eyes may blush to contemplate the mask he wears. Allowing for one shade of
anxious expression which is never absent from their countenances, and the like
of which we may readily detect in our own faces if we try to feel our way in the
dark, every idea, as it rises within them, is expressed with the lightning's
speed and nature's truth. If the company at a rout, or drawing-room at court,
could only for one time be as unconscious of the eyes upon them as blind men and
women are, what secrets would come out, and what a worker of hypocrisy this
sight, the loss of which we so much pity, would appear to be!
The thought occurred to me as I sat down in another room, before a girl,
blind, deaf, and dumb; destitute of smell; and nearly so of taste: before a fair
young creature with every human faculty, and hope, and power of goodness and
affection, inclosed within her delicate frame, and but one outward sense - the
sense of touch. There she was, before me; built up, as it were, in a marble
cell, impervious to any ray of light, or particle of sound; with her poor white
hand peeping through a chink in the wall, beckoning to some good man for help,
that an Immortal soul might be awakened.
Long before I looked upon her, the help had come. Her face was radiant with
intelligence and pleasure. Her hair, braided by her own hands, was bound about a
head, whose intellectual capacity and development were beautifully expressed in
its graceful outline, and its broad open brow; her dress, arranged by herself,
was a pattern of neatness and simplicity; the work she had knitted, lay beside
her; her writing-book was on the desk she leaned upon. - From the mournful ruin
of such bereavement, there had slowly risen up this gentle, tender, guileless,
grateful-hearted being.
Like other inmates of that house, she had a green ribbon bound round her
eyelids. A doll she had dressed lay near upon the ground. I took it up, and saw
that she had made a green fillet such as she wore herself, and fastened it about
its mimic eyes.
She was seated in a little enclosure, made by school-desks and forms, writing
her daily journal. But soon finishing this pursuit, she engaged in an animated
conversation with a teacher who sat beside her. This was a favourite mistress
with the poor pupil. If she could see the face of her fair instructress, she
would not love her less, I am sure.
I have extracted a few disjointed fragments of her history, from an account,
written by that one man who has made her what she is. It is a very beautiful and
touching narrative; and I wish I could present it entire.
Her name is Laura Bridgman. 'She was born in Hanover, New Hampshire, on the
twenty-first of December, 1829. She is described as having been a very sprightly
and pretty infant, with bright blue eyes. She was, however, so puny and feeble
until she was a year and a half old, that her parents hardly hoped to rear her.
She was subject to severe fits, which seemed to rack her frame almost beyond her
power of endurance: and life was held by the feeblest tenure: but when a year
and a half old, she seemed to rally; the dangerous symptoms subsided; and at
twenty months old, she was perfectly well.
'Then her mental powers, hitherto stinted in their growth, rapidly developed
themselves; and during the four months of health which she enjoyed, she appears
(making due allowance for a fond mother's account) to have displayed a
considerable degree of intelligence.
'But suddenly she sickened again; her disease raged with great violence
during five weeks, when her eyes and ears were inflamed, suppurated, and their
contents were discharged. But though sight and hearing were gone for ever, the
poor child's sufferings were not ended. The fever raged during seven weeks; for
five months she was kept in bed in a darkened room; it was a year before she
could walk unsupported, and two years before she could sit up all day. It was
now observed that her sense of smell was almost entirely destroyed; and,
consequently, that her taste was much blunted.
'It was not until four years of age that the poor child's bodily health
seemed restored, and she was able to enter upon her apprenticeship of life and
the world.
'But what a situation was hers! The darkness and the silence of the tomb were
around her: no mother's smile called forth her answering smile, no father's
voice taught her to imitate his sounds:- they, brothers and sisters, were but
forms of matter which resisted her touch, but which differed not from the
furniture of the house, save in warmth, and in the power of locomotion; and not
even in these respects from the dog and the cat.
'But the immortal spirit which had been implanted within her could not die,
nor be maimed nor mutilated; and though most of its avenues of communication
with the world were cut off, it began to manifest itself through the others. As
soon as she could walk, she began to explore the room, and then the house; she
became familiar with the form, density, weight, and heat, of every article she
could lay her hands upon. She followed her mother, and felt her hands and arms,
as she was occupied about the house; and her disposition to imitate, led her to
repeat everything herself. She even learned to sew a little, and to knit.'
The reader will scarcely need to be told, however, that the opportunities of
communicating with her, were very, very limited; and that the moral effects of
her wretched state soon began to appear. Those who cannot be enlightened by
reason, can only be controlled by force; and this, coupled with her great
privations, must soon have reduced her to a worse condition than that of the
beasts that perish, but for timely and unhoped-for aid.
'At this time, I was so fortunate as to hear of the child, and immediately
hastened to Hanover to see her. I found her with a well-formed figure; a
strongly-marked, nervous-sanguine temperament; a large and beautifully-shaped
head; and the whole system in healthy action. The parents were easily induced to
consent to her coming to Boston, and on the 4th of October, 1837, they brought
her to the Institution.
'For a while, she was much bewildered; and after waiting about two weeks,
until she became acquainted with her new locality, and somewhat familiar with
the inmates, the attempt was made to give her knowledge of arbitrary signs, by
which she could interchange thoughts with others.
'There was one of two ways to be adopted: either to go on to build up a
language of signs on the basis of the natural language which she had already
commenced herself, or to teach her the purely arbitrary language in common use:
that is, to give her a sign for every individual thing, or to give her a
knowledge of letters by combination of which she might express her idea of the
existence, and the mode and condition of existence, of any thing. The former
would have been easy, but very ineffectual; the latter seemed very difficult,
but, if accomplished, very effectual. I determined therefore to try the latter.
'The first experiments were made by taking articles in common use, such as
knives, forks, spoons, keys, &c., and pasting upon them labels with their names
printed in raised letters. These she felt very carefully, and soon, of course,
distinguished that the crooked lines SPOON, differed as much from the crooked
lines KEY, as the spoon differed from the key in form.
'Then small detached labels, with the same words printed upon them, were put
into her hands; and she soon observed that they were similar to the ones pasted
on the articles.' She showed her perception of this similarity by laying the
label KEY upon the key, and the label SPOON upon the spoon. She was encouraged
here by the natural sign of approbation, patting on the head.
'The same process was then repeated with all the articles which she could
handle; and she very easily learned to place the proper labels upon them. It was
evident, however, that the only intellectual exercise was that of imitation and
memory. She recollected that the label BOOK was placed upon a book, and she
repeated the process first from imitation, next from memory, with only the
motive of love of approbation, but apparently without the intellectual
perception of any relation between the things.
'After a while, instead of labels, the individual letters were given to her
on detached bits of paper: they were arranged side by side so as to spell BOOK,
KEY, &c.; then they were mixed up in a heap and a sign was made for her to
arrange them herself so as to express the words BOOK, KEY, &c.; and she did so.
'Hitherto, the process had been mechanical, and the success about as great as
teaching a very knowing dog a variety of tricks. The poor child had sat in mute
amazement, and patiently imitated everything her teacher did; but now the truth
began to flash upon her: her intellect began to work: she perceived that here
was a way by which she could herself make up a sign of anything that was in her
own mind, and show it to another mind; and at once her countenance lighted up
with a human expression: it was no longer a dog, or parrot: it was an immortal
spirit, eagerly seizing upon a new link of union with other spirits! I could
almost fix upon the moment when this truth dawned upon her mind, and spread its
light to her countenance; I saw that the great obstacle was overcome; and that
henceforward nothing but patient and persevering, but plain and straightforward,
efforts were to be used.
'The result thus far, is quickly related, and easily conceived; but not so
was the process; for many weeks of apparently unprofitable labour were passed
before it was effected.
'When it was said above that a sign was made, it was intended to say, that
the action was performed by her teacher, she feeling his hands, and then
imitating the motion.
'The next step was to procure a set of metal types, with the different
letters of the alphabet cast upon their ends; also a board, in which were square
holes, into which holes she could set the types; so that the letters on their
ends could alone be felt above the surface.
'Then, on any article being handed to her, for instance, a pencil, or a
watch, she would select the component letters, and arrange them on her board,
and read them with apparent pleasure.
'She was exercised for several weeks in this way, until her vocabulary became
extensive; and then the important step was taken of teaching her how to
represent the different letters by the position of her fingers, instead of the
cumbrous apparatus of the board and types. She accomplished this speedily and
easily, for her intellect had begun to work in aid of her teacher, and her
progress was rapid.
'This was the period, about three months after she had commenced, that the
first report of her case was made, in which it was stated that "she has just
learned the manual alphabet, as used by the deaf mutes, and it is a subject of
delight and wonder to see how rapidly, correctly, and eagerly, she goes on with
her labours. Her teacher gives her a new object, for instance, a pencil, first
lets her examine it, and get an idea of its use, then teaches her how to spell
it by making the signs for the letters with her own fingers: the child grasps
her hand, and feels her fingers, as the different letters are formed; she turns
her head a little on one side like a person listening closely; her lips are
apart; she seems scarcely to breathe; and her countenance, at first anxious,
gradually changes to a smile, as she comprehends the lesson. She then holds up
her tiny fingers, and spells the word in the manual alphabet; next, she takes
her types and arranges her letters; and last, to make sure that she is right,
she takes the whole of the types composing the word, and places them upon or in
contact with the pencil, or whatever the object may be."
'The whole of the succeeding year was passed in gratifying her eager
inquiries for the names of every object which she could possibly handle; in
exercising her in the use of the manual alphabet; in extending in every possible
way her knowledge of the physical relations of things; and in proper care of her
health.
'At the end of the year a report of her case was made, from which the
following is an extract.
'"It has been ascertained beyond the possibility of doubt, that she cannot
see a ray of light, cannot hear the least sound, and never exercises her sense
of smell, if she have any. Thus her mind dwells in darkness and stillness, as
profound as that of a closed tomb at midnight. Of beautiful sights, and sweet
sounds, and pleasant odours, she has no conception; nevertheless, she seems as
happy and playful as a bird or a lamb; and the employment of her intellectual
faculties, or the acquirement of a new idea, gives her a vivid pleasure, which
is plainly marked in her expressive features. She never seems to repine, but has
all the buoyancy and gaiety of childhood. She is fond of fun and frolic, and
when playing with the rest of the children, her shrill laugh sounds loudest of
the group.
'"When left alone, she seems very happy if she have her knitting or sewing,
and will busy herself for hours; if she have no occupation, she evidently amuses
herself by imaginary dialogues, or by recalling past impressions; she counts
with her fingers, or spells out names of things which she has recently learned,
in the manual alphabet of the deaf mutes. In this lonely self-communion she
seems to reason, reflect, and argue; if she spell a word wrong with the fingers
of her right hand, she instantly strikes it with her left, as her teacher does,
in sign of disapprobation; if right, then she pats herself upon the head, and
looks pleased. She sometimes purposely spells a word wrong with the left hand,
looks roguish for a moment and laughs, and then with the right hand strikes the
left, as if to correct it.
'"During the year she has attained great dexterity in the use of the manual
alphabet of the deaf mutes; and she spells out the words and sentences which she
knows, so fast and so deftly, that only those accustomed to this language can
follow with the eye the rapid motions of her fingers.
'"But wonderful as is the rapidity with which she writes her thoughts upon
the air, still more so is the ease and accuracy with which she reads the words
thus written by another; grasping their hands in hers, and following every
movement of their fingers, as letter after letter conveys their meaning to her
mind. It is in this way that she converses with her blind playmates, and nothing
can more forcibly show the power of mind in forcing matter to its purpose than a
meeting between them. For if great talent and skill are necessary for two
pantomimes to paint their thoughts and feelings by the movements of the body,
and the expression of the countenance, how much greater the difficulty when
darkness shrouds them both, and the one can hear no sound.
'"When Laura is walking through a passage-way, with her hands spread before
her, she knows instantly every one she meets, and passes them with a sign of
recognition: but if it be a girl of her own age, and especially if it be one of
her favourites, there is instantly a bright smile of recognition, a twining of
arms, a grasping of hands, and a swift telegraphing upon the tiny fingers; whose
rapid evolutions convey the thoughts and feelings from the outposts of one mind
to those of the other. There are questions and answers, exchanges of joy or
sorrow, there are kissings and partings, just as between little children with
all their senses."
'During this year, and six months after she had left home, her mother came to
visit her, and the scene of their meeting was an interesting one.
'The mother stood some time, gazing with overflowing eyes upon her
unfortunate child, who, all unconscious of her presence, was playing about the
room. Presently Laura ran against her, and at once began feeling her hands,
examining her dress, and trying to find out if she knew her; but not succeeding
in this, she turned away as from a stranger, and the poor woman could not
conceal the pang she felt, at finding that her beloved child did not know her.
'She then gave Laura a string of beads which she used to wear at home, which
were recognised by the child at once, who, with much joy, put them around her
neck, and sought me eagerly to say she understood the string was from her home.
'The mother now sought to caress her, but poor Laura repelled her, preferring
to be with her acquaintances.
'Another article from home was now given her, and she began to look much
interested; she examined the stranger much closer, and gave me to understand
that she knew she came from Hanover; she even endured her caresses, but would
leave her with indifference at the slightest signal. The distress of the mother
was now painful to behold; for, although she had feared that she should not be
recognised, the painful reality of being treated with cold indifference by a
darling child, was too much for woman's nature to bear.
'After a while, on the mother taking hold of her again, a vague idea seemed
to flit across Laura's mind, that this could not be a stranger; she therefore
felt her hands very eagerly, while her countenance assumed an expression of
intense interest; she became very pale; and then suddenly red; hope seemed
struggling with doubt and anxiety, and never were contending emotions more
strongly painted upon the human face: at this moment of painful uncertainty, the
mother drew her close to her side, and kissed her fondly, when at once the truth
flashed upon the child, and all mistrust and anxiety disappeared from her face,
as with an expression of exceeding joy she eagerly nestled to the bosom of her
parent, and yielded herself to her fond embraces.
'After this, the beads were all unheeded; the playthings which were offered
to her were utterly disregarded; her playmates, for whom but a moment before she
gladly left the stranger, now vainly strove to pull her from her mother; and
though she yielded her usual instantaneous obedience to my signal to follow me,
it was evidently with painful reluctance. She clung close to me, as if
bewildered and fearful; and when, after a moment, I took her to her mother, she
sprang to her arms, and clung to her with eager joy.
'The subsequent parting between them, showed alike the affection, the
intelligence, and the resolution of the child.
'Laura accompanied her mother to the door, clinging close to her all the way,
until they arrived at the threshold, where she paused, and felt around, to
ascertain who was near her. Perceiving the matron, of whom she is very fond, she
grasped her with one hand, holding on convulsively to her mother with the other;
and thus she stood for a moment: then she dropped her mother's hand; put her
handkerchief to her eyes; and turning round, clung sobbing to the matron; while
her mother departed, with emotions as deep as those of her child.
* * * * * *
'It has been remarked in former reports, that she can distinguish different
degrees of intellect in others, and that she soon regarded, almost with
contempt, a new-comer, when, after a few days, she discovered her weakness of
mind. This unamiable part of her character has been more strongly developed
during the past year.
'She chooses for her friends and companions, those children who are
intelligent, and can talk best with her; and she evidently dislikes to be with
those who are deficient in intellect, unless, indeed, she can make them serve
her purposes, which she is evidently inclined to do. She takes advantage of
them, and makes them wait upon her, in a manner that she knows she could not
exact of others; and in various ways shows her Saxon blood.
'She is fond of having other children noticed and caressed by the teachers,
and those whom she respects; but this must not be carried too far, or she
becomes jealous. She wants to have her share, which, if not the lion's, is the
greater part; and if she does not get it, she says, "MY MOTHER WILL LOVE ME."
'Her tendency to imitation is so strong, that it leads her to actions which
must be entirely incomprehensible to her, and which can give her no other
pleasure than the gratification of an internal faculty. She has been known to
sit for half an hour, holding a book before her sightless eyes, and moving her
lips, as she has observed seeing people do when reading.
'She one day pretended that her doll was sick; and went through all the
motions of tending it, and giving it medicine; she then put it carefully to bed,
and placed a bottle of hot water to its feet, laughing all the time most
heartily. When I came home, she insisted upon my going to see it, and feel its
pulse; and when I told her to put a blister on its back, she seemed to enjoy it
amazingly, and almost screamed with delight.
'Her social feelings, and her affections, are very strong; and when she is
sitting at work, or at her studies, by the side of one of her little friends,
she will break off from her task every few moments, to hug and kiss them with an
earnestness and warmth that is touching to behold.
'When left alone, she occupies and apparently amuses herself, and seems quite
contented; and so strong seems to be the natural tendency of thought to put on
the garb of language, that she often soliloquizes in the FINGER LANGUAGE, slow
and tedious as it is. But it is only when alone, that she is quiet: for if she
becomes sensible of the presence of any one near her, she is restless until she
can sit close beside them, hold their hand, and converse with them by signs.
'In her intellectual character it is pleasing to observe an insatiable thirst
for knowledge, and a quick perception of the relations of things. In her moral
character, it is beautiful to behold her continual gladness, her keen enjoyment
of existence, her expansive love, her unhesitating confidence, her sympathy with
suffering, her conscientiousness, truthfulness, and hopefulness.'
Such are a few fragments from the simple but most interesting and instructive
history of Laura Bridgman. The name of her great benefactor and friend, who
writes it, is Dr. Howe. There are not many persons, I hope and believe, who,
after reading these passages, can ever hear that name with indifference.
A further account has been published by Dr. Howe, since the report from which
I have just quoted. It describes her rapid mental growth and improvement during
twelve months more, and brings her little history down to the end of last year.
It is very remarkable, that as we dream in words, and carry on imaginary
conversations, in which we speak both for ourselves and for the shadows who
appear to us in those visions of the night, so she, having no words, uses her
finger alphabet in her sleep. And it has been ascertained that when her slumber
is broken, and is much disturbed by dreams, she expresses her thoughts in an
irregular and confused manner on her fingers: just as we should murmur and
mutter them indistinctly, in the like circumstances.
I turned over the leaves of her Diary, and found it written in a fair legible
square hand, and expressed in terms which were quite intelligible without any
explanation. On my saying that I should like to see her write again, the teacher
who sat beside her, bade her, in their language, sign her name upon a slip of
paper, twice or thrice. In doing so, I observed that she kept her left hand
always touching, and following up, her right, in which, of course, she held the
pen. No line was indicated by any contrivance, but she wrote straight and
freely.
She had, until now, been quite unconscious of the presence of visitors; but,
having her hand placed in that of the gentleman who accompanied me, she
immediately expressed his name upon her teacher's palm. Indeed her sense of
touch is now so exquisite, that having been acquainted with a person once, she
can recognise him or her after almost any interval. This gentleman had been in
her company, I believe, but very seldom, and certainly had not seen her for many
months. My hand she rejected at once, as she does that of any man who is a
stranger to her. But she retained my wife's with evident pleasure, kissed her,
and examed her dress with a girl's curiosity and interest.
She was merry and cheerful, and showed much innocent playfulness in her
intercourse with her teacher. Her delight on recognising a favourite playfellow
and companion - herself a blind girl - who silently, and with an equal enjoyment
of the coming surprise, took a seat beside her, was beautiful to witness. It
elicited from her at first, as other slight circumstances did twice or thrice
during my visit, an uncouth noise which was rather painful to hear. But of her
teacher touching her lips, she immediately desisted, and embraced her laughingly
and affectionately.
I had previously been into another chamber, where a number of blind boys were
swinging, and climbing, and engaged in various sports. They all clamoured, as we
entered, to the assistant-master, who accompanied us, 'Look at me, Mr. Hart!
Please, Mr. Hart, look at me!' evincing, I thought, even in this, an anxiety
peculiar to their condition, that their little feats of agility should be SEEN.
Among them was a small laughing fellow, who stood aloof, entertaining himself
with a gymnastic exercise for bringing the arms and chest into play; which he
enjoyed mightily; especially when, in thrusting out his right arm, he brought it
into contact with another boy. Like Laura Bridgman, this young child was deaf,
and dumb, and blind.
Dr. Howe's account of this pupil's first instruction is so very striking, and
so intimately connected with Laura herself, that I cannot refrain from a short
extract. I may premise that the poor boy's name is Oliver Caswell; that he is
thirteen years of age; and that he was in full possession of all his faculties,
until three years and four months old. He was then attacked by scarlet fever; in
four weeks became deaf; in a few weeks more, blind; in six months, dumb. He
showed his anxious sense of this last deprivation, by often feeling the lips of
other persons when they were talking, and then putting his hand upon his own, as
if to assure himself that he had them in the right position.
'His thirst for knowledge,' says Dr. Howe, 'proclaimed itself as soon as he
entered the house, by his eager examination of everything he could feel or smell
in his new location. For instance, treading upon the register of a furnace, he
instantly stooped down, and began to feel it, and soon discovered the way in
which the upper plate moved upon the lower one; but this was not enough for him,
so lying down upon his face, he applied his tongue first to one, then to the
other, and seemed to discover that they were of different kinds of metal.
'His signs were expressive: and the strictly natural language, laughing,
crying, sighing, kissing, embracing, &c., was perfect.
'Some of the analogical signs which (guided by his faculty of imitation) he
had contrived, were comprehensible; such as the waving motion of his hand for
the motion of a boat, the circular one for a wheel, &c.
'The first object was to break up the use of these signs and to substitute
for them the use of purely arbitrary ones.
'Profiting by the experience I had gained in the other cases, I omitted
several steps of the process before employed, and commenced at once with the
finger language. Taking, therefore, several articles having short names, such as
key, cup, mug, &c., and with Laura for an auxiliary, I sat down, and taking his
hand, placed it upon one of them, and then with my own, made the letters KEY. He
felt my hands eagerly with both of his, and on my repeating the process, he
evidently tried to imitate the motions of my fingers. In a few minutes he
contrived to feel the motions of my fingers with one hand, and holding out the
other he tried to imitate them, laughing most heartily when he succeeded. Laura
was by, interested even to agitation; and the two presented a singular sight:
her face was flushed and anxious, and her fingers twining in among ours so
closely as to follow every motion, but so slightly as not to embarrass them;
while Oliver stood attentive, his head a little aside, his face turned up, his
left hand grasping mine, and his right held out: at every motion of my fingers
his countenance betokened keen attention; there was an expression of anxiety as
he tried to imitate the motions; then a smile came stealing out as he thought he
could do so, and spread into a joyous laugh the moment he succeeded, and felt me
pat his head, and Laura clap him heartily upon the back, and jump up and down in
her joy.
'He learned more than a half-dozen letters in half an hour, and seemed
delighted with his success, at least in gaining approbation. His attention then
began to flag, and I commenced playing with him. It was evident that in all this
he had merely been imitating the motions of my fingers, and placing his hand
upon the key, cup, &c., as part of the process, without any perception of the
relation between the sign and the object.
'When he was tired with play I took him back to the table, and he was quite
ready to begin again his process of imitation. He soon learned to make the
letters for KEY, PEN, PIN; and by having the object repeatedly placed in his
hand, he at last perceived the relation I wished to establish between them. This
was evident, because, when I made the letters PIN, or PEN, or CUP, he would
select the article.
'The perception of this relation was not accompanied by that radiant flash of
intelligence, and that glow of joy, which marked the delightful moment when
Laura first perceived it. I then placed all the articles on the table, and going
away a little distance with the children, placed Oliver's fingers in the
positions to spell KEY, on which Laura went and brought the article: the little
fellow seemed much amused by this, and looked very attentive and smiling. I then
caused him to make the letters BREAD, and in an instant Laura went and brought
him a piece: he smelled at it; put it to his lips; cocked up his head with a
most knowing look; seemed to reflect a moment; and then laughed outright, as
much as to say, "Aha! I understand now how something may be made out of this."
'It was now clear that he had the capacity and inclination to learn, that he
was a proper subject for instruction, and needed only persevering attention. I
therefore put him in the hands of an intelligent teacher, nothing doubting of
his rapid progress.'
Well may this gentleman call that a delightful moment, in which some distant
promise of her present state first gleamed upon the darkened mind of Laura
Bridgman. Throughout his life, the recollection of that moment will be to him a
source of pure, unfading happiness; nor will it shine less brightly on the
evening of his days of Noble Usefulness.
The affection which exists between these two - the master and the pupil - is
as far removed from all ordinary care and regard, as the circumstances in which
it has had its growth, are apart from the common occurrences of life. He is
occupied now, in devising means of imparting to her, higher knowledge; and of
conveying to her some adequate idea of the Great Creator of that universe in
which, dark and silent and scentless though it be to her, she has such deep
delight and glad enjoyment.
Ye who have eyes and see not, and have ears and hear not; ye who are as the
hypocrites of sad countenances, and disfigure your faces that ye may seem unto
men to fast; learn healthy cheerfulness, and mild contentment, from the deaf,
and dumb, and blind! Self-elected saints with gloomy brows, this sightless,
earless, voiceless child may teach you lessons you will do well to follow. Let
that poor hand of hers lie gently on your hearts; for there may be something in
its healing touch akin to that of the Great Master whose precepts you
misconstrue, whose lessons you pervert, of whose charity and sympathy with all
the world, not one among you in his daily practice knows as much as many of the
worst among those fallen sinners, to whom you are liberal in nothing but the
preachment of perdition!
As I rose to quit the room, a pretty little child of one of the attendants
came running in to greet its father. For the moment, a child with eyes, among
the sightless crowd, impressed me almost as painfully as the blind boy in the
porch had done, two hours ago. Ah! how much brighter and more deeply blue,
glowing and rich though it had been before, was the scene without, contrasting
with the darkness of so many youthful lives within!
* * * * * *
At SOUTH BOSTON, as it is called, in a situation excellently adapted for the
purpose, several charitable institutions are clustered together. One of these,
is the State Hospital for the insane; admirably conducted on those enlightened
principles of conciliation and kindness, which twenty years ago would have been
worse than heretical, and which have been acted upon with so much success in our
own pauper Asylum at Hanwell. 'Evince a desire to show some confidence, and
repose some trust, even in mad people,' said the resident physician, as we
walked along the galleries, his patients flocking round us unrestrained. Of
those who deny or doubt the wisdom of this maxim after witnessing its effects,
if there be such people still alive, I can only say that I hope I may never be
summoned as a Juryman on a Commission of Lunacy whereof they are the subjects;
for I should certainly find them out of their senses, on such evidence alone.
Each ward in this institution is shaped like a long gallery or hall, with the
dormitories of the patients opening from it on either hand. Here they work,
read, play at skittles, and other games; and when the weather does not admit of
their taking exercise out of doors, pass the day together. In one of these
rooms, seated, calmly, and quite as a matter of course, among a throng of
mad-women, black and white, were the physician's wife and another lady, with a
couple of children. These ladies were graceful and handsome; and it was not
difficult to perceive at a glance that even their presence there, had a highly
beneficial influence on the patients who were grouped about them.
Leaning her head against the chimney-piece, with a great assumption of
dignity and refinement of manner, sat an elderly female, in as many scraps of
finery as Madge Wildfire herself. Her head in particular was so strewn with
scraps of gauze and cotton and bits of paper, and had so many queer odds and
ends stuck all about it, that it looked like a bird's-nest. She was radiant with
imaginary jewels; wore a rich pair of undoubted gold spectacles; and gracefully
dropped upon her lap, as we approached, a very old greasy newspaper, in which I
dare say she had been reading an account of her own presentation at some Foreign
Court.
I have been thus particular in describing her, because she will serve to
exemplify the physician's manner of acquiring and retaining the confidence of
his patients.
'This,' he said aloud, taking me by the hand, and advancing to the fantastic
figure with great politeness - not raising her suspicions by the slightest look
or whisper, or any kind of aside, to me: 'This lady is the hostess of this
mansion, sir. It belongs to her. Nobody else has anything whatever to do with
it. It is a large establishment, as you see, and requires a great number of
attendants. She lives, you observe, in the very first style. She is kind enough
to receive my visits, and to permit my wife and family to reside here; for which
it is hardly necessary to say, we are much indebted to her. She is exceedingly
courteous, you perceive,' on this hint she bowed condescendingly, 'and will
permit me to have the pleasure of introducing you: a gentleman from England,
Ma'am: newly arrived from England, after a very tempestuous passage: Mr.
Dickens, - the lady of the house!'
We exchanged the most dignified salutations with profound gravity and
respect, and so went on. The rest of the madwomen seemed to understand the joke
perfectly (not only in this case, but in all the others, except their own), and
be highly amused by it. The nature of their several kinds of insanity was made
known to me in the same way, and we left each of them in high good humour. Not
only is a thorough confidence established, by those means, between the physician
and patient, in respect of the nature and extent of their hallucinations, but it
is easy to understand that opportunities are afforded for seizing any moment of
reason, to startle them by placing their own delusion before them in its most
incongruous and ridiculous light.
Every patient in this asylum sits down to dinner every day with a knife and
fork; and in the midst of them sits the gentleman, whose manner of dealing with
his charges, I have just described. At every meal, moral influence alone
restrains the more violent among them from cutting the throats of the rest; but
the effect of that influence is reduced to an absolute certainty, and is found,
even as a means of restraint, to say nothing of it as a means of cure, a hundred
times more efficacious than all the strait-waistcoats, fetters, and handcuffs,
that ignorance, prejudice, and cruelty have manufactured since the creation of
the world.
In the labour department, every patient is as freely trusted with the tools
of his trade as if he were a sane man. In the garden, and on the farm, they work
with spades, rakes, and hoes. For amusement, they walk, run, fish, paint, read,
and ride out to take the air in carriages provided for the purpose. They have
among themselves a sewing society to make clothes for the poor, which holds
meetings, passes resolutions, never comes to fisty-cuffs or bowie-knives as sane
assemblies have been known to do elsewhere; and conducts all its proceedings
with the greatest decorum. The irritability, which would otherwise be expended
on their own flesh, clothes, and furniture, is dissipated in these pursuits.
They are cheerful, tranquil, and healthy.
Once a week they have a ball, in which the Doctor and his family, with all
the nurses and attendants, take an active part. Dances and marches are performed
alternately, to the enlivening strains of a piano; and now and then some
gentleman or lady (whose proficiency has been previously ascertained) obliges
the company with a song: nor does it ever degenerate, at a tender crisis, into a
screech or howl; wherein, I must confess, I should have thought the danger lay.
At an early hour they all meet together for these festive purposes; at eight
o'clock refreshments are served; and at nine they separate.
Immense politeness and good breeding are observed throughout. They all take
their tone from the Doctor; and he moves a very Chesterfield among the company.
Like other assemblies, these entertainments afford a fruitful topic of
conversation among the ladies for some days; and the gentlemen are so anxious to
shine on these occasions, that they have been sometimes found 'practising their
steps' in private, to cut a more distinguished figure in the dance.
It is obvious that one great feature of this system, is the inculcation and
encouragement, even among such unhappy persons, of a decent self-respect.
Something of the same spirit pervades all the Institutions at South Boston.
There is the House of Industry. In that branch of it, which is devoted to the
reception of old or otherwise helpless paupers, these words are painted on the
walls: 'WORTHY OF NOTICE. SELF- GOVERNMENT, QUIETUDE, AND PEACE, ARE BLESSINGS.'
It is not assumed and taken for granted that being there they must be
evil-disposed and wicked people, before whose vicious eyes it is necessary to
flourish threats and harsh restraints. They are met at the very threshold with
this mild appeal. All within-doors is very plain and simple, as it ought to be,
but arranged with a view to peace and comfort. It costs no more than any other
plan of arrangement, but it speaks an amount of consideration for those who are
reduced to seek a shelter there, which puts them at once upon their gratitude
and good behaviour. Instead of being parcelled out in great, long, rambling
wards, where a certain amount of weazen life may mope, and pine, and shiver, all
day long, the building is divided into separate rooms, each with its share of
light and air. In these, the better kind of paupers live. They have a motive for
exertion and becoming pride, in the desire to make these little chambers
comfortable and decent.
I do not remember one but it was clean and neat, and had its plant or two
upon the window-sill, or row of crockery upon the shelf, or small display of
coloured prints upon the whitewashed wall, or, perhaps, its wooden clock behind
the door.
The orphans and young children are in an adjoining building separate from
this, but a part of the same Institution. Some are such little creatures, that
the stairs are of Lilliputian measurement, fitted to their tiny strides. The
same consideration for their years and weakness is expressed in their very
seats, which are perfect curiosities, and look like articles of furniture for a
pauper doll's-house. I can imagine the glee of our Poor Law Commissioners at the
notion of these seats having arms and backs; but small spines being of older
date than their occupation of the Board-room at Somerset House, I thought even
this provision very merciful and kind.
Here again, I was greatly pleased with the inscriptions on the wall, which
were scraps of plain morality, easily remembered and understood: such as 'Love
one another' - 'God remembers the smallest creature in his creation:' and
straightforward advice of that nature. The books and tasks of these smallest of
scholars, were adapted, in the same judicious manner, to their childish powers.
When we had examined these lessons, four morsels of girls (of whom one was
blind) sang a little song, about the merry month of May, which I thought (being
extremely dismal) would have suited an English November better. That done, we
went to see their sleeping-rooms on the floor above, in which the arrangements
were no less excellent and gentle than those we had seen below. And after
observing that the teachers were of a class and character well suited to the
spirit of the place, I took leave of the infants with a lighter heart than ever
I have taken leave of pauper infants yet.
Connected with the House of Industry, there is also an Hospital, which was in
the best order, and had, I am glad to say, many beds unoccupied. It had one
fault, however, which is common to all American interiors: the presence of the
eternal, accursed, suffocating, red-hot demon of a stove, whose breath would
blight the purest air under Heaven.
There are two establishments for boys in this same neighbourhood. One is
called the Boylston school, and is an asylum for neglected and indigent boys who
have committed no crime, but who in the ordinary course of things would very
soon be purged of that distinction if they were not taken from the hungry
streets and sent here. The other is a House of Reformation for Juvenile
Offenders. They are both under the same roof, but the two classes of boys never
come in contact.
The Boylston boys, as may be readily supposed, have very much the advantage
of the others in point of personal appearance. They were in their school-room
when I came upon them, and answered correctly, without book, such questions as
where was England; how far was it; what was its population; its capital city;
its form of government; and so forth. They sang a song too, about a farmer
sowing his seed: with corresponding action at such parts as ''tis thus he sows,'
'he turns him round,' 'he claps his hands;' which gave it greater interest for
them, and accustomed them to act together, in an orderly manner. They appeared
exceedingly well-taught, and not better taught than fed; for a more
chubby-looking full-waistcoated set of boys, I never saw.
The juvenile offenders had not such pleasant faces by a great deal, and in
this establishment there were many boys of colour. I saw them first at their
work (basket-making, and the manufacture of palm-leaf hats), afterwards in their
school, where they sang a chorus in praise of Liberty: an odd, and, one would
think, rather aggravating, theme for prisoners. These boys are divided into four
classes, each denoted by a numeral, worn on a badge upon the arm. On the arrival
of a new-comer, he is put into the fourth or lowest class, and left, by good
behaviour, to work his way up into the first. The design and object of this
Institution is to reclaim the youthful criminal by firm but kind and judicious
treatment; to make his prison a place of purification and improvement, not of
demoralisation and corruption; to impress upon him that there is but one path,
and that one sober industry, which can ever lead him to happiness; to teach him
how it may be trodden, if his footsteps have never yet been led that way; and to
lure him back to it if they have strayed: in a word, to snatch him from
destruction, and restore him to society a penitent and useful member. The
importance of such an establishment, in every point of view, and with reference
to every consideration of humanity and social policy, requires no comment.
One other establishment closes the catalogue. It is the House of Correction
for the State, in which silence is strictly maintained, but where the prisoners
have the comfort and mental relief of seeing each other, and of working
together. This is the improved system of Prison Discipline which we have
imported into England, and which has been in successful operation among us for
some years past.
America, as a new and not over-populated country, has in all her prisons, the
one great advantage, of being enabled to find useful and profitable work for the
inmates; whereas, with us, the prejudice against prison labour is naturally very
strong, and almost insurmountable, when honest men who have not offended against
the laws are frequently doomed to seek employment in vain. Even in the United
States, the principle of bringing convict labour and free labour into a
competition which must obviously be to the disadvantage of the latter, has
already found many opponents, whose number is not likely to diminish with access
of years.
For this very reason though, our best prisons would seem at the first glance
to be better conducted than those of America. The treadmill is conducted with
little or no noise; five hundred men may pick oakum in the same room, without a
sound; and both kinds of labour admit of such keen and vigilant superintendence,
as will render even a word of personal communication amongst the prisoners
almost impossible. On the other hand, the noise of the loom, the forge, the
carpenter's hammer, or the stonemason's saw, greatly favour those opportunities
of intercourse - hurried and brief no doubt, but opportunities still - which
these several kinds of work, by rendering it necessary for men to be employed
very near to each other, and often side by side, without any barrier or
partition between them, in their very nature present. A visitor, too, requires
to reason and reflect a little, before the sight of a number of men engaged in
ordinary labour, such as he is accustomed to out of doors, will impress him half
as strongly as the contemplation of the same persons in the same place and garb
would, if they were occupied in some task, marked and degraded everywhere as
belonging only to felons in jails. In an American state prison or house of
correction, I found it difficult at first to persuade myself that I was really
in a jail: a place of ignominious punishment and endurance. And to this hour I
very much question whether the humane boast that it is not like one, has its
root in the true wisdom or philosophy of the matter.
I hope I may not be misunderstood on this subject, for it is one in which I
take a strong and deep interest. I incline as little to the sickly feeling which
makes every canting lie or maudlin speech of a notorious criminal a subject of
newspaper report and general sympathy, as I do to those good old customs of the
good old times which made England, even so recently as in the reign of the Third
King George, in respect of her criminal code and her prison regulations, one of
the most bloody-minded and barbarous countries on the earth. If I thought it
would do any good to the rising generation, I would cheerfully give my consent
to the disinterment of the bones of any genteel highwayman (the more genteel,
the more cheerfully), and to their exposure, piecemeal, on any sign-post, gate,
or gibbet, that might be deemed a good elevation for the purpose. My reason is
as well convinced that these gentry were as utterly worthless and debauched
villains, as it is that the laws and jails hardened them in their evil courses,
or that their wonderful escapes were effected by the prison-turnkeys who, in
those admirable days, had always been felons themselves, and were, to the last,
their bosom-friends and pot-companions. At the same time I know, as all men do
or should, that the subject of Prison Discipline is one of the highest
importance to any community; and that in her sweeping reform and bright example
to other countries on this head, America has shown great wisdom, great
benevolence, and exalted policy. In contrasting her system with that which we
have modelled upon it, I merely seek to show that with all its drawbacks, ours
has some advantages of its own.
The House of Correction which has led to these remarks, is not walled, like
other prisons, but is palisaded round about with tall rough stakes, something
after the manner of an enclosure for keeping elephants in, as we see it
represented in Eastern prints and pictures. The prisoners wear a parti-coloured
dress; and those who are sentenced to hard labour, work at nail-making, or
stone- cutting. When I was there, the latter class of labourers were employed
upon the stone for a new custom-house in course of erection at Boston. They
appeared to shape it skilfully and with expedition, though there were very few
among them (if any) who had not acquired the art within the prison gates.
The women, all in one large room, were employed in making light clothing, for
New Orleans and the Southern States. They did their work in silence like the
men; and like them were over-looked by the person contracting for their labour,
or by some agent of his appointment. In addition to this, they are every moment
liable to be visited by the prison officers appointed for that purpose.
The arrangements for cooking, washing of clothes, and so forth, are much upon
the plan of those I have seen at home. Their mode of bestowing the prisoners at
night (which is of general adoption) differs from ours, and is both simple and
effective. In the centre of a lofty area, lighted by windows in the four walls,
are five tiers of cells, one above the other; each tier having before it a light
iron gallery, attainable by stairs of the same construction and material:
excepting the lower one, which is on the ground. Behind these, back to back with
them and facing the opposite wall, are five corresponding rows of cells,
accessible by similar means: so that supposing the prisoners locked up in their
cells, an officer stationed on the ground, with his back to the wall, has half
their number under his eye at once; the remaining half being equally under the
observation of another officer on the opposite side; and all in one great
apartment. Unless this watch be corrupted or sleeping on his post, it is
impossible for a man to escape; for even in the event of his forcing the iron
door of his cell without noise (which is exceedingly improbable), the moment he
appears outside, and steps into that one of the five galleries on which it is
situated, he must be plainly and fully visible to the officer below. Each of
these cells holds a small truckle bed, in which one prisoner sleeps; never more.
It is small, of course; and the door being not solid, but grated, and without
blind or curtain, the prisoner within is at all times exposed to the observation
and inspection of any guard who may pass along that tier at any hour or minute
of the night. Every day, the prisoners receive their dinner, singly, through a
trap in the kitchen wall; and each man carries his to his sleeping cell to eat
it, where he is locked up, alone, for that purpose, one hour. The whole of this
arrangement struck me as being admirable; and I hope that the next new prison we
erect in England may be built on this plan.
I was given to understand that in this prison no swords or fire- arms, or
even cudgels, are kept; nor is it probable that, so long as its present
excellent management continues, any weapon, offensive or defensive, will ever be
required within its bounds.
Such are the Institutions at South Boston! In all of them, the unfortunate or
degenerate citizens of the State are carefully instructed in their duties both
to God and man; are surrounded by all reasonable means of comfort and happiness
that their condition will admit of; are appealed to, as members of the great
human family, however afflicted, indigent, or fallen; are ruled by the strong
Heart, and not by the strong (though immeasurably weaker) Hand. I have described
them at some length; firstly, because their worth demanded it; and secondly,
because I mean to take them for a model, and to content myself with saying of
others we may come to, whose design and purpose are the same, that in this or
that respect they practically fail, or differ.
I wish by this account of them, imperfect in its execution, but in its just
intention, honest, I could hope to convey to my readers one-hundredth part of
the gratification, the sights I have described, afforded me.
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To an Englishman, accustomed to the paraphernalia of Westminster Hall, an
American Court of Law is as odd a sight as, I suppose, an English Court of Law
would be to an American. Except in the Supreme Court at Washington (where the
judges wear a plain black robe), there is no such thing as a wig or gown
connected with the administration of justice. The gentlemen of the bar being
barristers and attorneys too (for there is no division of those functions as in
England) are no more removed from their clients than attorneys in our Court for
the Relief of Insolvent Debtors are, from theirs. The jury are quite at home,
and make themselves as comfortable as circumstances will permit. The witness is
so little elevated above, or put aloof from, the crowd in the court, that a
stranger entering during a pause in the proceedings would find it difficult to
pick him out from the rest. And if it chanced to be a criminal trial, his eyes,
in nine cases out of ten, would wander to the dock in search of the prisoner, in
vain; for that gentleman would most likely be lounging among the most
distinguished ornaments of the legal profession, whispering suggestions in his
counsel's ear, or making a toothpick out of an old quill with his penknife.
I could not but notice these differences, when I visited the courts at
Boston. I was much surprised at first, too, to observe that the counsel who
interrogated the witness under examination at the time, did so SITTING. But
seeing that he was also occupied in writing down the answers, and remembering
that he was alone and had no 'junior,' I quickly consoled myself with the
reflection that law was not quite so expensive an article here, as at home; and
that the absence of sundry formalities which we regard as indispensable, had
doubtless a very favourable influence upon the bill of costs.
In every Court, ample and commodious provision is made for the accommodation
of the citizens. This is the case all through America. In every Public
Institution, the right of the people to attend, and to have an interest in the
proceedings, is most fully and distinctly recognised. There are no grim
door-keepers to dole out their tardy civility by the sixpenny-worth; nor is
there, I sincerely believe, any insolence of office of any kind. Nothing
national is exhibited for money; and no public officer is a showman. We have
begun of late years to imitate this good example. I hope we shall continue to do
so; and that in the fulness of time, even deans and chapters may be converted.
In the civil court an action was trying, for damages sustained in some
accident upon a railway. The witnesses had been examined, and counsel was
addressing the jury. The learned gentleman (like a few of his English brethren)
was desperately long-winded, and had a remarkable capacity of saying the same
thing over and over again. His great theme was 'Warren the ENGINE driver,' whom
he pressed into the service of every sentence he uttered. I listened to him for
about a quarter of an hour; and, coming out of court at the expiration of that
time, without the faintest ray of enlightenment as to the merits of the case,
felt as if I were at home again.
In the prisoner's cell, waiting to be examined by the magistrate on a charge
of theft, was a boy. This lad, instead of being committed to a common jail,
would be sent to the asylum at South Boston, and there taught a trade; and in
the course of time he would be bound apprentice to some respectable master.
Thus, his detection in this offence, instead of being the prelude to a life of
infamy and a miserable death, would lead, there was a reasonable hope, to his
being reclaimed from vice, and becoming a worthy member of society.
I am by no means a wholesale admirer of our legal solemnities, many of which
impress me as being exceedingly ludicrous. Strange as it may seem too, there is
undoubtedly a degree of protection in the wig and gown - a dismissal of
individual responsibility in dressing for the part - which encourages that
insolent bearing and language, and that gross perversion of the office of a
pleader for The Truth, so frequent in our courts of law. Still, I cannot help
doubting whether America, in her desire to shake off the absurdities and abuses
of the old system, may not have gone too far into the opposite extreme; and
whether it is not desirable, especially in the small community of a city like
this, where each man knows the other, to surround the administration of justice
with some artificial barriers against the 'Hail fellow, well met' deportment of
everyday life. All the aid it can have in the very high character and ability of
the Bench, not only here but elsewhere, it has, and well deserves to have; but
it may need something more: not to impress the thoughtful and the well-informed,
but the ignorant and heedless; a class which includes some prisoners and many
witnesses. These institutions were established, no doubt, upon the principle
that those who had so large a share in making the laws, would certainly respect
them. But experience has proved this hope to be fallacious; for no men know
better than the judges of America, that on the occasion of any great popular
excitement the law is powerless, and cannot, for the time, assert its own
supremacy.
The tone of society in Boston is one of perfect politeness, courtesy, and
good breeding. The ladies are unquestionably very beautiful - in face: but there
I am compelled to stop. Their education is much as with us; neither better nor
worse. I had heard some very marvellous stories in this respect; but not
believing them, was not disappointed. Blue ladies there are, in Boston; but like
philosophers of that colour and sex in most other latitudes, they rather desire
to be thought superior than to be so. Evangelical ladies there are, likewise,
whose attachment to the forms of religion, and horror of theatrical
entertainments, are most exemplary. Ladies who have a passion for attending
lectures are to be found among all classes and all conditions. In the kind of
provincial life which prevails in cities such as this, the Pulpit has great
influence. The peculiar province of the Pulpit in New England (always excepting
the Unitarian Ministry) would appear to be the denouncement of all innocent and
rational amusements. The church, the chapel, and the lecture-room, are the only
means of excitement excepted; and to the church, the chapel, and the
lecture-room, the ladies resort in crowds.
Wherever religion is resorted to, as a strong drink, and as an escape from
the dull monotonous round of home, those of its ministers who pepper the highest
will be the surest to please. They who strew the Eternal Path with the greatest
amount of brimstone, and who most ruthlessly tread down the flowers and leaves
that grow by the wayside, will be voted the most righteous; and they who enlarge
with the greatest pertinacity on the difficulty of getting into heaven, will be
considered by all true believers certain of going there: though it would be hard
to say by what process of reasoning this conclusion is arrived at. It is so at
home, and it is so abroad. With regard to the other means of excitement, the
Lecture, it has at least the merit of being always new. One lecture treads so
quickly on the heels of another, that none are remembered; and the course of
this month may be safely repeated next, with its charm of novelty unbroken, and
its interest unabated.
The fruits of the earth have their growth in corruption. Out of the
rottenness of these things, there has sprung up in Boston a sect of philosophers
known as Transcendentalists. On inquiring what this appellation might be
supposed to signify, I was given to understand that whatever was unintelligible
would be certainly transcendental. Not deriving much comfort from this
elucidation, I pursued the inquiry still further, and found that the
Transcendentalists are followers of my friend Mr. Carlyle, or I should rather
say, of a follower of his, Mr. Ralph Waldo Emerson. This gentleman has written a
volume of Essays, in which, among much that is dreamy and fanciful (if he will
pardon me for saying so), there is much more that is true and manly, honest and
bold. Transcendentalism has its occasional vagaries (what school has not?), but
it has good healthful qualities in spite of them; not least among the number a
hearty disgust of Cant, and an aptitude to detect her in all the million
varieties of her everlasting wardrobe. And therefore if I were a Bostonian, I
think I would be a Transcendentalist.
The only preacher I heard in Boston was Mr. Taylor, who addresses himself
peculiarly to seamen, and who was once a mariner himself. I found his chapel
down among the shipping, in one of the narrow, old, water-side streets, with a
gay blue flag waving freely from its roof. In the gallery opposite to the pulpit
were a little choir of male and female singers, a violoncello, and a violin. The
preacher already sat in the pulpit, which was raised on pillars, and ornamented
behind him with painted drapery of a lively and somewhat theatrical appearance.
He looked a weather-beaten hard- featured man, of about six or eight and fifty;
with deep lines graven as it were into his face, dark hair, and a stern, keen
eye. Yet the general character of his countenance was pleasant and agreeable.
The service commenced with a hymn, to which succeeded an extemporary prayer. It
had the fault of frequent repetition, incidental to all such prayers; but it was
plain and comprehensive in its doctrines, and breathed a tone of general
sympathy and charity, which is not so commonly a characteristic of this form of
address to the Deity as it might be. That done he opened his discourse, taking
for his text a passage from the Song of Solomon, laid upon the desk before the
commencement of the service by some unknown member of the congregation: 'Who is
this coming up from the wilderness, leaning on the arm of her beloved!'
He handled his text in all kinds of ways, and twisted it into all manner of
shapes; but always ingeniously, and with a rude eloquence, well adapted to the
comprehension of his hearers. Indeed if I be not mistaken, he studied their
sympathies and understandings much more than the display of his own powers. His
imagery was all drawn from the sea, and from the incidents of a seaman's life;
and was often remarkably good. He spoke to them of 'that glorious man, Lord
Nelson,' and of Collingwood; and drew nothing in, as the saying is, by the head
and shoulders, but brought it to bear upon his purpose, naturally, and with a
sharp mind to its effect. Sometimes, when much excited with his subject, he had
an odd way - compounded of John Bunyan, and Balfour of Burley - of taking his
great quarto Bible under his arm and pacing up and down the pulpit with it;
looking steadily down, meantime, into the midst of the congregation. Thus, when
he applied his text to the first assemblage of his hearers, and pictured the
wonder of the church at their presumption in forming a congregation among
themselves, he stopped short with his Bible under his arm in the manner I have
described, and pursued his discourse after this manner:
'Who are these - who are they - who are these fellows? where do they come
from? Where are they going to? - Come from! What's the answer?' - leaning out of
the pulpit, and pointing downward with his right hand: 'From below!' - starting
back again, and looking at the sailors before him: 'From below, my brethren.
From under the hatches of sin, battened down above you by the evil one. That's
where you came from!' - a walk up and down the pulpit: 'and where are you going'
- stopping abruptly: 'where are you going? Aloft!' - very softly, and pointing
upward: 'Aloft!' - louder: 'aloft!' - louder still: 'That's where you are going
- with a fair wind, - all taut and trim, steering direct for Heaven in its
glory, where there are no storms or foul weather, and where the wicked cease
from troubling, and the weary are at rest.' - Another walk: 'That's where you're
going to, my friends. That's it. That's the place. That's the port. That's the
haven. It's a blessed harbour - still water there, in all changes of the winds
and tides; no driving ashore upon the rocks, or slipping your cables and running
out to sea, there: Peace - Peace - Peace - all peace!' - Another walk, and
patting the Bible under his left arm: 'What! These fellows are coming from the
wilderness, are they? Yes. From the dreary, blighted wilderness of Iniquity,
whose only crop is Death. But do they lean upon anything - do they lean upon
nothing, these poor seamen?' - Three raps upon the Bible: 'Oh yes. - Yes. - They
lean upon the arm of their Beloved' - three more raps: 'upon the arm of their
Beloved' - three more, and a walk: 'Pilot, guiding- star, and compass, all in
one, to all hands - here it is' - three more: 'Here it is. They can do their
seaman's duty manfully, and be easy in their minds in the utmost peril and
danger, with this' - two more: 'They can come, even these poor fellows can come,
from the wilderness leaning on the arm of their Beloved, and go up - up - up!' -
raising his hand higher, and higher, at every repetition of the word, so that he
stood with it at last stretched above his head, regarding them in a strange,
rapt manner, and pressing the book triumphantly to his breast, until he
gradually subsided into some other portion of his discourse.
I have cited this, rather as an instance of the preacher's eccentricities
than his merits, though taken in connection with his look and manner, and the
character of his audience, even this was striking. It is possible, however, that
my favourable impression of him may have been greatly influenced and
strengthened, firstly, by his impressing upon his hearers that the true
observance of religion was not inconsistent with a cheerful deportment and an
exact discharge of the duties of their station, which, indeed, it scrupulously
required of them; and secondly, by his cautioning them not to set up any
monopoly in Paradise and its mercies. I never heard these two points so wisely
touched (if indeed I have ever heard them touched at all), by any preacher of
that kind before.
Having passed the time I spent in Boston, in making myself acquainted with
these things, in settling the course I should take in my future travels, and in
mixing constantly with its society, I am not aware that I have any occasion to
prolong this chapter. Such of its social customs as I have not mentioned,
however, may be told in a very few words.
The usual dinner-hour is two o'clock. A dinner party takes place at five; and
at an evening party, they seldom sup later than eleven; so that it goes hard but
one gets home, even from a rout, by midnight. I never could find out any
difference between a party at Boston and a party in London, saving that at the
former place all assemblies are held at more rational hours; that the
conversation may possibly be a little louder and more cheerful; and a guest is
usually expected to ascend to the very top of the house to take his cloak off;
that he is certain to see, at every dinner, an unusual amount of poultry on the
table; and at every supper, at least two mighty bowls of hot stewed oysters, in
any one of which a half-grown Duke of Clarence might be smothered easily.
There are two theatres in Boston, of good size and construction, but sadly in
want of patronage. The few ladies who resort to them, sit, as of right, in the
front rows of the boxes.
The bar is a large room with a stone floor, and there people stand and smoke,
and lounge about, all the evening: dropping in and out as the humour takes them.
There too the stranger is initiated into the mysteries of Gin-sling, Cock-tail,
Sangaree, Mint Julep, Sherry-cobbler, Timber Doodle, and other rare drinks. The
house is full of boarders, both married and single, many of whom sleep upon the
premises, and contract by the week for their board and lodging: the charge for
which diminishes as they go nearer the sky to roost. A public table is laid in a
very handsome hall for breakfast, and for dinner, and for supper. The party
sitting down together to these meals will vary in number from one to two
hundred: sometimes more. The advent of each of these epochs in the day is
proclaimed by an awful gong, which shakes the very window-frames as it
reverberates through the house, and horribly disturbs nervous foreigners. There
is an ordinary for ladies, and an ordinary for gentlemen.
In our private room the cloth could not, for any earthly consideration, have
been laid for dinner without a huge glass dish of cranberries in the middle of
the table; and breakfast would have been no breakfast unless the principal dish
were a deformed beef- steak with a great flat bone in the centre, swimming in
hot butter, and sprinkled with the very blackest of all possible pepper. Our
bedroom was spacious and airy, but (like every bedroom on this side of the
Atlantic) very bare of furniture, having no curtains to the French bedstead or
to the window. It had one unusual luxury, however, in the shape of a wardrobe of
painted wood, something smaller than an English watch-box; or if this comparison
should be insufficient to convey a just idea of its dimensions, they may be
estimated from the fact of my having lived for fourteen days and nights in the
firm belief that it was a shower-bath.
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