{"id":183,"date":"2021-05-31T09:35:19","date_gmt":"2021-05-31T13:35:19","guid":{"rendered":"https:\/\/pressbooks.library.ryerson.ca\/therefugee\/?post_type=chapter&#038;p=183"},"modified":"2022-02-01T10:21:17","modified_gmt":"2022-02-01T15:21:17","slug":"philip-younger","status":"publish","type":"chapter","link":"https:\/\/pressbooks.library.torontomu.ca\/therefugee\/chapter\/philip-younger\/","title":{"raw":"Philip Younger","rendered":"Philip Younger"},"content":{"raw":"I served in slavery fifty-five years, and am now nearly seventy-two years old. I was born in Virginia, went, at ten, to Tennessee; at twelve, to Alabama: was, all\u00a0the time, body servant of a military man. My treatment was various,\u2014sometimes rough,\u2014sometimes good. Many awful scenes I have seen while moving about. I have had to put chains on men, myself, to go into a chain gang: I have seen men whipped to death,\u2014have seen them die. I have ridden hundreds of miles in Alabama, and have heard the whip going, all along from farm to farm, while they were weighing out cotton.\r\n\r\nIn Alabama, the patrols go out in companies at about dark, and ride nearly all night. If they meet a colored man without a pass, it is thirty-nine lashes; but they do n't stop for the law, and if they tie a man up, he is very well off if he gets only two hundred. If there is a party assembled at the quarters, they rush in half drunk, and thrash round with their sticks, perhaps before they look at a pass,\u2014all must be whipped unless they rush out: I can't paint it so bad as 't is. Sometimes a stout man will fight his way through.\r\n\r\nAs a general thing the treatment on the plantations in Alabama is very hard. Once in a while a man is kind, as kindness is out there, and then he is hated by all the other masters. They say \"<i>his<\/i> niggers spoil <i>our<\/i> niggers.\" These servants are not allowed on the other plantations at all,\u2014if caught there, they will put as much on them as they can bear. I have as good a chance to know as any man there,\u2014I have travelled there on the plantations,\u2014I was there before the country was opened,\u2014at the war,\u2014and have seen it grow up by the colored man's labor. I have seen miles of fences around plantations, where I had been through woods with the surveyors. Escape from Alabama is almost impossible,\u2014if a man escapes, it is by the skin of his teeth.\r\n\r\nThere was a free man in Huntsville\u2014a barber,\u2014whose wife\u2014a free woman\u2014was taken by a patrol, as she was walking out at dark, and put in jail, just to disgrace her,\u2014as she was in a little better standing than the patrol was. Her husband grumbled about it,\u2014a rumpus was made, and people collected. It was in front of a tavern door. The folks then called out, \"Shoot the d\u2014d nigger! shoot him!\" The patrol stabbed him with a bowie-knife, and he fell in the street. He was carried in, and a doctor dressed the wound, but he was never a sound man afterwards.\r\n\r\nI hired my time, and made some money. I bought my wife's freedom first, and sent her away. I got off by skill. I have children and grand children in slavery.\r\n\r\nI had rather starve to death here, being a free man, than to have plenty in slavery. I cannot be a slave any more,\u2014nobody could hold me as a slave now, except in irons. Old as I am, I would rather face the Russian fire, or die at the point of the sword, than go into slavery.\r\n\r\nWe are placed in different circumstances here\u2014some drag along, without doing much,\u2014some are doing well. I have a house; I have taken up fifty acres of land, and have made the payments as required; I have other property besides. Here is Henry Blue, worth twelve thousand dollars; Syddles, worth a fortune; Lucky, worth a very handsome fortune; Ramsay, a great deal of land and other property, at least twelve thousand dollars; all these were slaves at some time. And there are many others wealthy, through their own skill and industry.\r\n\r\nBefore I came here, I resided in the free States. I came here in consequence of the passage of the Fugitive Slave Bill. It was a hardship at first; but I feel\u00a0better here\u2014more like a man\u2014I know I am\u2014than in the States. I suffer from want of education. I manage by skill and experience and industry\u2014but it is as if feeling my way in the dark.","rendered":"<p>I served in slavery fifty-five years, and am now nearly seventy-two years old. I was born in Virginia, went, at ten, to Tennessee; at twelve, to Alabama: was, all\u00a0the time, body servant of a military man. My treatment was various,\u2014sometimes rough,\u2014sometimes good. Many awful scenes I have seen while moving about. I have had to put chains on men, myself, to go into a chain gang: I have seen men whipped to death,\u2014have seen them die. I have ridden hundreds of miles in Alabama, and have heard the whip going, all along from farm to farm, while they were weighing out cotton.<\/p>\n<p>In Alabama, the patrols go out in companies at about dark, and ride nearly all night. If they meet a colored man without a pass, it is thirty-nine lashes; but they do n&#8217;t stop for the law, and if they tie a man up, he is very well off if he gets only two hundred. If there is a party assembled at the quarters, they rush in half drunk, and thrash round with their sticks, perhaps before they look at a pass,\u2014all must be whipped unless they rush out: I can&#8217;t paint it so bad as &#8216;t is. Sometimes a stout man will fight his way through.<\/p>\n<p>As a general thing the treatment on the plantations in Alabama is very hard. Once in a while a man is kind, as kindness is out there, and then he is hated by all the other masters. They say &#8220;<i>his<\/i> niggers spoil <i>our<\/i> niggers.&#8221; These servants are not allowed on the other plantations at all,\u2014if caught there, they will put as much on them as they can bear. I have as good a chance to know as any man there,\u2014I have travelled there on the plantations,\u2014I was there before the country was opened,\u2014at the war,\u2014and have seen it grow up by the colored man&#8217;s labor. I have seen miles of fences around plantations, where I had been through woods with the surveyors. Escape from Alabama is almost impossible,\u2014if a man escapes, it is by the skin of his teeth.<\/p>\n<p>There was a free man in Huntsville\u2014a barber,\u2014whose wife\u2014a free woman\u2014was taken by a patrol, as she was walking out at dark, and put in jail, just to disgrace her,\u2014as she was in a little better standing than the patrol was. Her husband grumbled about it,\u2014a rumpus was made, and people collected. It was in front of a tavern door. The folks then called out, &#8220;Shoot the d\u2014d nigger! shoot him!&#8221; The patrol stabbed him with a bowie-knife, and he fell in the street. He was carried in, and a doctor dressed the wound, but he was never a sound man afterwards.<\/p>\n<p>I hired my time, and made some money. I bought my wife&#8217;s freedom first, and sent her away. I got off by skill. I have children and grand children in slavery.<\/p>\n<p>I had rather starve to death here, being a free man, than to have plenty in slavery. I cannot be a slave any more,\u2014nobody could hold me as a slave now, except in irons. Old as I am, I would rather face the Russian fire, or die at the point of the sword, than go into slavery.<\/p>\n<p>We are placed in different circumstances here\u2014some drag along, without doing much,\u2014some are doing well. I have a house; I have taken up fifty acres of land, and have made the payments as required; I have other property besides. Here is Henry Blue, worth twelve thousand dollars; Syddles, worth a fortune; Lucky, worth a very handsome fortune; Ramsay, a great deal of land and other property, at least twelve thousand dollars; all these were slaves at some time. And there are many others wealthy, through their own skill and industry.<\/p>\n<p>Before I came here, I resided in the free States. I came here in consequence of the passage of the Fugitive Slave Bill. It was a hardship at first; but I feel\u00a0better here\u2014more like a man\u2014I know I am\u2014than in the States. I suffer from want of education. 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