“They had a passion for freedom, and they acted upon it.”
This wonderful book is by my friend Ruth Holmes Whitehead, a
distinguished historian and ethnologist who worked for over forty years at the Nova Scotia Museum. Ruth is the author of several
books on the history, culture and stories of the Mi’kmaq, the Native American nation
which still inhabits New Brunswick
and Nova Scotia.
We met while I was writing my third book for children, the story of a 10th
century viking ship’s landfall on the coast of North
America
and the crew’s encounters with Native Americans. I approached Ruth for guidance
after reading her collection of Mi’kmaq tales: ‘Stories from the Six Worlds’.
She lent me the benefit of her years of study, and helped me escape many a
pitfall.
Now she has turned to a different but equally fascinating
subject: the “more than four thousand black men, women and children [who came]
to Nova Scotia
as a direct result of the American Revolution (1755-1783). They came as freeborn persons, as former slaves
who had seized freedom from the chaos of war, or as indentured servants. Some
came still chained to their enslavers. They came fleeing the British surrender
of the thirteen American colonies… [As] these colonies fell to the Americans,
mass evacuations of British forces and supporters to their remaining centres of
power began to take place.” The book
concentrates on the South Carolina Black Loyalists, many of whose names survive
in ‘The Book of Negroes’, a record of black people evacuated from the port of New York.
Early in the war, the British government had offered
emancipation to any slaves who would desert their rebel masters. This was no moral imperative, but a pragmatic
attempt to impoverish the American economy and weaken the rebel war effort. Motives
aside, however, freedom was on the table, and many enslaved men, women and
children took advantage of the offer, escaping behind the British lines, or to
the British ships patrolling the east coast from Maine to Georgia.
Runaways risked much.
There were severe punishments on recapture – up to and including death:
“Whoever apprehends the said run
away, and delivers him to the warden of the workhouse, shall have Three Pounds
reward…” wrote William Harris in 1752, “but whoever brings his head alone,
shall be paid Ten Pounds.” The price of
murder continued to rise. Three years later, Thomas Smith offered £10 for
Frank, alive, but promised £20 for his head. By 1770, William Waight was
offering £10 for a man named May, alive, and £100 for his head alone.
Such savage penalties were clearly designed to terrify. Ruth Whitehead describes how the wealth and
economy of the Carolinas depended upon slaves;
many slave-owners were extremely rich. The estate of Thomas Shubrick, a South
Carolina landowner, was valued at his death at “the Sum of two Million, one
hundred three thousand, eight hundreds Pounds Currency”; this sum was inclusive
of over three hundred enslaved people, whose names are tersely recorded in a
seemingly endless list: “Dye, Will, Moll, Peter, Philander, Ammon, Dick, Attus,
Duke, Richmond, Mingo, London, George, Cuff, Bram, Cato, Molly, Castalia,
Jemmy, Mary, Phillis, John, Tony, Nancy…”
A pass issued by the British to Cato Rammsay: illustration from the back cover of the book |
The Black Loyalists
illuminates a fascinating and moving episode of history which I’d known nothing
about. There are so many paradoxes, not least that black people should fight on
the side of the King – for the promise of freedom – in the very war which
Americans fought for independence. It was not an easy transition. Many of the
men joined the Loyalist armies as soldiers. But what about families, what about
the women? The children? And what happened when the British surrendered? The American
forces under George Washington demanded the restoration of property, including
slaves, and it fell to individual British commanders to interpret orders and
make decisions on whether to honour early promises. Some Black Loyalists were
abandoned, but for those who made it to Nova Scotia, there were still many
challenges to face: home-building, earning a living, and coping with often
hostile attitudes from local communities.
Each and every one of their stories, if we could fully know
it, would be an adventure. What about Savinah Miles, twenty-five years old, who “ran
from John Miles’s plantation in the Indian Lands of South Carolina, taking her
daughter, Venus, with her. Venus was only nine years old when she escaped with
her mother, who kept her free for the next nine years, before boarding L’Abondance [the Royal Navy transport
which took the largest complement of Black Loyalists to Nova Scotia].”
‘Kept her free for
nine years.’ If only we could know more.
Ruth Holmes Whitehead took eighteen years to write and
research this book which is both a work of scholarship and a labour of love,
gracefully and clearly written with some poignant personal touches. Ruth
herself was born in South Carolina
and has found slave owners among her own ancestors; her co-researcher Carmelita
Robertson has “multiple Black Loyalist ancestors who escaped … during the
American Revolution.” As Ruth says:
I sat beside a dying woman once,
at Remley’s Point, South Carolina. She liked the sofa in the living room where
she could gaze out all night long through her open door. “I lies here,” she
said, “and dead people come and put their hands on my head.” Dead people come and put their hands on my
head: a really good metaphor for living in the Carolinas.
The weight of a past that includes slavery lies heavily on the landscape, yet
there have always been moments of grace and basic goodness. Those who were enslaved
here experienced that dichotomy of good and evil.
5 comments:
Kath, this sounds like a fascinating and important book. Thank you for writing about it. And that quotation at the end is wonderful.
Thank you so much telling us about your friend Ruth Holmes Whitehead and her work, and for bringing this book to our attention, a book that is a labour of her love and dedication.
So often, the "history story" forgets what happened to those left behind or caught in the middle. A welcome review.
Thanks. It's difficult and awe-inspiring to imagine these lives.
Thanks for this post - that sounds like such a fascinating story.
This looks great, many thanks for sharing
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