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Introduction
The details of Mr. Washington's early life, as frankly set down
in "Up from Slavery," do not give quite a whole view of his
education. He had the training that a coloured youth receives at
Hampton, which, indeed, the autobiography does explain. But the
reader does not get his intellectual pedigree, for Mr. Washington
himself, perhaps, does not as clearly understand it as another
man might. The truth is he had a training during the most
impressionable period of his life that was very extraordinary,
such a training as few men of his generation have had. To see its
full meaning one must start in the Hawaiian Islands half a
century or more ago.* There Samuel Armstrong, a youth of
missionary parents, earned enough money to pay his expenses at an
American college. Equipped with this small sum and the
earnestness that the undertaking implied, he came to Williams
College when Dr. Mark Hopkins was president. Williams College had
many good things for youth in that day, as it has in this, but
the greatest was the strong personality of its famous president.
Every student does not profit by a great teacher; but perhaps no
young man ever came under the influence of Dr. Hopkins, whose
whole nature was so ripe for profit by such an experience as
young Armstrong. He lived in the family of President Hopkins, and
thus had a training that was wholly out of the common; and this
training had much to do with the development of his own strong
character, whose originality and force we are only beginning to
appreciate.
* For this interesting view of Mr. Washington's education, I am
indebted to Robert C. Ogden, Esq., Chairman of the Board of
Trustees of Hampton Institute and the intimate friend of General
Armstrong during the whole period of his educational work.
In turn, Samuel Armstrong, the founder of Hampton Institute, took
up his work as a trainer of youth. He had very raw material, and
doubtless most of his pupils failed to get the greatest lessons
from him; but, as he had been a peculiarly receptive pupil of Dr.
Hopkins, so Booker Washington became a peculiarly receptive pupil
of his. To the formation of Mr. Washington's character, then,
went the missionary zeal of New England, influenced by one of the
strongest personalities in modern education, and the
wide-reaching moral earnestness of General Armstrong himself
These influences are easily recognizable in Mr. Washington to-day
by men who knew Dr. Hopkins and General Armstrong.
I got the cue to Mr. Washington's character from a very simple
incident many years ago. I had never seen him, and I knew little
about him, except that he was the head of a school at Tuskegee,
Alabama. I had occasion to write to him, and I addressed him as
"The Rev. Booker T. Washington." In his reply there was no
mention of my addressing him as a clergyman. But when I had
occasion to write to him again, and persisted in making him a
preacher, his second letter brought a postscript: "I have no
claim to 'Rev.'" I knew most of the coloured men who at that time
had become prominent as leaders of their race, but I had not then
known one who was neither a politician nor a preacher; and I had
not heard of the head of an important coloured school who was not
a preacher. "A new kind of man in the coloured world," I said to
myself--"a new kind of man surely if he looks upon his task as an
economic one instead of a theological one." I wrote him an
apology for mistaking him for a preacher.
The first time that I went to Tuskegee I was asked to make an
address to the school on Sunday evening. I sat upon the platform
of the large chapel and looked forth on a thousand coloured
faces, and the choir of a hundred or more behind me sang a
familiar religious melody, and the whole company joined in the
chorus with unction. I was the only white man under the roof, and
the scene and the songs made an impression on me that I shall
never forget. Mr. Washington arose and asked them to sing one
after another of the old melodies that I had heard all my life;
but I had never before heard them sung by a thousand voices nor
by the voices of educated Negroes. I had associated them with the
Negro of the past, not with the Negro who was struggling upward.
They brought to my mind the plantation, the cabin, the slave, not
the freedman in quest of education. But on the plantation and in
the cabin they had never been sung as these thousand students
sang them. I saw again all the old plantations that I had ever
seen; the whole history of the Negro ran through my mind; and the
inexpressible pathos of his life found expression in these songs
as I had never before felt it.
And the future? These were the ambitious youths of the race, at
work with an earnestness that put to shame the conventional
student life of most educational institutions. Another song
rolled up along the rafters. And as soon as silence came, I found
myself in front of this extraordinary mass of faces, thinking not
of them, but of that long and unhappy chapter in our country's
history which followed the one great structural mistake of the
Fathers of the Republic; thinking of the one continuous great
problem that generations of statesmen had wrangled over, and a
million men fought about, and that had so dwarfed the mass of
English men in the Southern States as to hold them back a hundred
years behind their fellows in every other part of the world--in
England, in Australia, and in the Northern and Western States; I
was thinking of this dark shadow that had oppressed every
large-minded statesman from Jefferson to Lincoln. These thousand
young men and women about me were victims of it. I, too, was an
innocent victim of it. The whole Republic was a victim of that
fundamental error of importing Africa into America. I held firmly
to the first article of my faith that the Republic must stand
fast by the principle of a fair ballot; but I recalled the
wretched mess that Reconstruction had made of it; I recalled the
low level of public life in all the "black" States. Every effort
of philanthropy seemed to have miscarried, every effort at
correcting abuses seemed of doubtful value, and the race friction
seemed to become severer. Here was the century-old problem in all
its pathos seated singing before me. Who were the more to be
pitied--these innocent victims of an ancient wrong, or I and men
like me, who had inherited the problem? I had long ago thrown
aside illusions and theories, and was willing to meet the facts
face to face, and to do whatever in God's name a man might do
towards saving the next generation from such a burden. But I felt
the weight of twenty well-nigh hopeless years of thought and
reading and observation; for the old difficulties remained and
new ones had sprung up. Then I saw clearly that the way out of a
century of blunders had been made by this man who stood beside me
and was introducing me to this audience. Before me was the
material he had used. All about me was the indisputable evidence
that he had found the natural line of development. He had shown
the way. Time and patience and encouragement and work would do
the rest.
It was then more clearly than ever before that I understood the
patriotic significance of Mr. Washington's work. It is this
conception of it and of him that I have ever since carried with
me. It is on this that his claim to our gratitude rests.
To teach the Negro to read, whether English, or Greek, or Hebrew,
butters no parsnips. To make the Negro work, that is what his
master did in one way and hunger has done in another; yet both
these left Southern life where they found it. But to teach the
Negro to do skilful work, as men of all the races that have risen
have worked,--responsible work, which IS education and character;
and most of all when Negroes so teach Negroes to do this that
they will teach others with a missionary zeal that puts all
ordinary philanthropic efforts to shame,--this is to change the
whole economic basis of life and the whole character of a people.
The plan itself is not a new one. It was worked out at Hampton
Institute, but it was done at Hampton by white men. The plan had,
in fact, been many times theoretically laid down by thoughtful
students of Southern life. Handicrafts were taught in the days of
slavery on most well-managed plantations. But Tuskegee is,
nevertheless, a brand-new chapter in the history of the Negro,
and in the history of the knottiest problem we have ever faced.
It not only makes "a carpenter of a man; it makes a man of a
carpenter." In one sense, therefore, it is of greater value than
any other institution for the training of men and women that we
have, from Cambridge to Palo Alto. It is almost the only one of
which it may be said that it points the way to a new epoch in a
large area of our national life.
To work out the plan on paper, or at a distance--that is one
thing. For a white man to work it out--that too, is an easy
thing. For a coloured man to work it out in the South, where, in
its constructive period, he was necessarily misunderstood by his
own people as well as by the whites, and where he had to adjust
it at every step to the strained race relations--that is so very
different and more difficult a thing that the man who did it put
the country under lasting obligations to him.
It was not and is not a mere educational task. Anybody could
teach boys trades and give them an elementary education. Such
tasks have been done since the beginning of civilization. But
this task had to be done with the rawest of raw material, done
within the civilization of the dominant race, and so done as not
to run across race lines and social lines that are the strongest
forces in the community. It had to be done for the benefit of the
whole community. It had to be done, moreover, without local help,
in the face of the direst poverty, done by begging, and done in
spite of the ignorance of one race and the prejudice of the
other.
No man living had a harder task, and a task that called for more
wisdom to do it right. The true measure of Mr. Washington's
success is, then, not his teaching the pupils of Tuskegee, nor
even gaining the support of philanthropic persons at a distance,
but this--that every Southern white man of character and of
wisdom has been won to a cordial recognition of the value of the
work, even men who held and still hold to the conviction that a
mere book education for the Southern blacks under present
conditions is a positive evil. This is a demonstration of the
efficiency of the Hampton-Tuskegee idea that stands like the
demonstration of the value of democratic institutions
themselves--a demonstration made so clear in spite of the
greatest odds that it is no longer open to argument.
Consider the change that has come in twenty years in the
discussion of the Negro problem. Two or three decades ago social
philosophers and statisticians and well-meaning philanthropists
were still talking and writing about the deportation of the
Negroes, or about their settlement within some restricted area,
or about their settling in all parts of the Union, or about their
decline through their neglect of their children, or about their
rapid multiplication till they should expel the whites from the
South--of every sort of nonsense under heaven. All this has given
place to the simple plan of an indefinite extension among the
neglected classes of both races of the Hampton-Tuskegee system of
training. The "problem" in one sense has disappeared. The future
will have for the South swift or slow development of its masses
and of its soil in proportion to the swift or slow development of
this kind of training. This change of view is a true measure of
Mr. Washington's work.
The literature of the Negro in America is colossal, from
political oratory through abolitionism to "Uncle Tom's Cabin" and
"Cotton is King"--a vast mass of books which many men have read
to the waste of good years (and I among them); but the only books
that I have read a second time or ever care again to read in the
whole list (most of them by tiresome and unbalanced "reformers")
are "Uncle Remus" and "Up from Slavery"; for these are the great
literature of the subject. One has all the best of the past, the
other foreshadows a better future; and the men who wrote them are
the only men who have written of the subject with that perfect
frankness and perfect knowledge and perfect poise whose other
name is genius.
Mr. Washington has won a world-wide fame at an early age. His
story of his own life already has the distinction of translation
into more languages, I think, than any other American book; and I
suppose that he has as large a personal acquaintance among men of
influence as any private citizen now living.
His own teaching at Tuskegee is unique. He lectures to his
advanced students on the art of right living, not out of
text-books, but straight out of life. Then he sends them into the
country to visit Negro families. Such a student will come back
with a minute report of the way in which the family that he has
seen lives, what their earnings are, what they do well and what
they do ill; and he will explain how they might live better. He
constructs a definite plan for the betterment of that particular
family out of the resources that they have. Such a student, if he
be bright, will profit more by an experience like this than he
could profit by all the books on sociology and economics that
ever were written. I talked with a boy at Tuskegee who had made
such a study as this, and I could not keep from contrasting his
knowledge and enthusiasm with what I heard in a class room at a
Negro university in one of the Southern cities, which is
conducted on the idea that a college course will save the soul.
Here the class was reciting a lesson from an abstruse text-book
on economics, reciting it by rote, with so obvious a failure to
assimilate it that the waste of labour was pitiful.
I asked Mr. Washington years ago what he regarded as the most
important result of his work, and he replied:
"I do not know which to put first, the effect of Tuskegee's work
on the Negro, or the effect on the attitude of the white man to
the Negro."
The race divergence under the system of miseducation was fast
getting wider. Under the influence of the Hampton-Tuskegee idea
the races are coming into a closer sympathy and into an
honourable and helpful relation. As the Negro becomes
economically independent, he becomes a responsible part of the
Southern life; and the whites so recognize him. And this must be
so from the nature of things. There is nothing artificial about
it. It is development in a perfectly natural way. And the
Southern whites not only so recognize it, but they are imitating
it in the teaching of the neglected masses of their own race. It
has thus come about that the school is taking a more direct and
helpful hold on life in the South than anywhere else in the
country. Education is not a thing apart from life--not a
"system," nor a philosophy; it is direct teaching how to live and
how to work.
To say that Mr. Washington has won the gratitude of all
thoughtful Southern white men, is to say that he has worked with
the highest practical wisdom at a large constructive task; for no
plan for the up-building of the freedman could succeed that ran
counter to Southern opinion. To win the support of Southern
opinion and to shape it was a necessary part of the task; and in
this he has so well succeeded that the South has a sincere and
high regard for him. He once said to me that he recalled the day,
and remembered it thankfully, when he grew large enough to regard
a Southern white man as he regarded a Northern one. It is well
for our common country that the day is come when he and his work
are regarded as highly in the South as in any other part of the
Union. I think that no man of our generation has a more
noteworthy achievement to his credit than this; and it is an
achievement of moral earnestness of the strong character of a man
who has done a great national service.
Walter H. Page.
UP FROM SLAVERY
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