<strong>The</strong> <strong>Souls</strong> <strong>of</strong> <strong>Black</strong> <strong>Folk</strong>inclined to scold, like her mother, yet faithful, too, like her father.She had about her a certain fineness, the shadow <strong>of</strong> an unconsciousmoral heroism that would willingly give all <strong>of</strong> life to make lifebroader, deeper, and fuller for her and hers. I saw much <strong>of</strong> thisfamily afterwards, and grew to love them for their honest efforts tobe decent and comfortable, and for their knowledge <strong>of</strong> their ownignorance. <strong>The</strong>re was with them no affectation. <strong>The</strong> mother wouldscold the father for being so “easy”; Josie would roundly berate theboys for carelessness; and all knew that it was a hard thing to dig aliving out <strong>of</strong> a rocky side-hill.I secured the school. I remember the day I rode horseback out tothe commissioner’s house with a pleasant young white fellow whowanted the white school. <strong>The</strong> road ran down the bed <strong>of</strong> a stream;the sun laughed and the water jingled, and we rode on. “Come in,”said the commissioner,—”come in. Have a seat. Yes, that certificatewill do. Stay to dinner. What do you want a month?” “Oh,” thoughtI, “this is lucky”; but even then fell the awful shadow <strong>of</strong> the Veil, forthey ate first, then I—alone.<strong>The</strong> schoolhouse was a log hut, where Colonel Wheeler used toshelter his corn. It sat in a lot behind a rail fence and thorn bushes,near the sweetest <strong>of</strong> springs. <strong>The</strong>re was an entrance where a dooronce was, and within, a massive rickety fireplace; great chinks betweenthe logs served as windows. Furniture was scarce. A pale blackboardcrouched in the corner. My desk was made <strong>of</strong> three boards,reinforced at critical points, and my chair, borrowed from the landlady,had to be returned every night. Seats for the children—thesepuzzled me much. I was haunted by a New England vision <strong>of</strong> neatlittle desks and chairs, but, alas! the reality was rough plank bencheswithout backs, and at times without legs. <strong>The</strong>y had the one virtue<strong>of</strong> making naps dangerous,—possibly fatal, for the floor was not tobe trusted.It was a hot morning late in July when the school opened. Itrembled when I heard the patter <strong>of</strong> little feet down the dusty road,and saw the growing row <strong>of</strong> dark solemn faces and bright eager eyesfacing me. First came Josie and her brothers and sisters. <strong>The</strong> longingto know, to be a student in the great school at Nashville, hoveredlike a star above this child-woman amid her work and worry,50
W. E. B. Du Boisand she studied doggedly. <strong>The</strong>re were the Dowells from their farmover toward Alexandria,—Fanny, with her smooth black face andwondering eyes; Martha, brown and dull; the pretty girl-wife <strong>of</strong> abrother, and the younger brood.<strong>The</strong>re were the Burkes,—two brown and yellow lads, and a tinyhaughty-eyed girl. Fat Reuben’s little chubby girl came, with goldenface and old-gold hair, faithful and solemn. ‘<strong>The</strong>nie was on handearly,—a jolly, ugly, good-hearted girl, who slyly dipped snuff andlooked after her little bow-legged brother. When her mother couldspare her, ‘Tildy came,—a midnight beauty, with starry eyes andtapering limbs; and her brother, correspondingly homely. And thenthe big boys,—the hulking Lawrences; the lazy Neills, unfatheredsons <strong>of</strong> mother and daughter; Hickman, with a stoop in his shoulders;and the rest.<strong>The</strong>re they sat, nearly thirty <strong>of</strong> them, on the rough benches, theirfaces shading from a pale cream to a deep brown, the little feet bareand swinging, the eyes full <strong>of</strong> expectation, with here and there atwinkle <strong>of</strong> mischief, and the hands grasping Webster’s blue-blackspelling-book. I loved my school, and the fine faith the childrenhad in the wisdom <strong>of</strong> their teacher was truly marvellous. We readand spelled together, wrote a little, picked flowers, sang, and listenedto stories <strong>of</strong> the world beyond the hill. At times the schoolwould dwindle away, and I would start out. I would visit MunEddings, who lived in two very dirty rooms, and ask why littleLugene, whose flaming face seemed ever ablaze with the dark-redhair uncombed, was absent all last week, or why I missed so <strong>of</strong>tenthe inimitable rags <strong>of</strong> Mack and Ed. <strong>The</strong>n the father, who workedColonel Wheeler’s farm on shares, would tell me how the cropsneeded the boys; and the thin, slovenly mother, whose face waspretty when washed, assured me that Lugene must mind the baby.“But we’ll start them again next week.” When the Lawrences stopped,I knew that the doubts <strong>of</strong> the old folks about book-learning hadconquered again, and so, toiling up the hill, and getting as far intothe cabin as possible, I put Cicero “pro Archia Poeta” into the simplestEnglish with local applications, and usually convinced them—for a week or so.On Friday nights I <strong>of</strong>ten went home with some <strong>of</strong> the children,—51
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