“That’s one of your red republican humbugs, Augustine!  Why didn’t you ever take to the stump;—­you’d make a famous stump orator!  Well, I hope I shall be dead before this millennium of your greasy masses comes on.”

“Greasy or not greasy, they will govern you, when their time comes,” said Augustine; “and they will be just such rulers as you make them.  The French noblesse chose to have the people ‘sans culottes,’ and they had ‘sans culotte’ governors to their hearts’ content.  The people of Hayti—­”

“O, come, Augustine! as if we hadn’t had enough of that abominable, contemptible Hayti!* The Haytiens were not Anglo Saxons; if they had been there would have been another story.  The Anglo Saxon is the dominant race of the world, and is to be so.”

* In August 1791, as a consequence of the French Revolution, the black slaves and mulattoes on Haiti rose in revolt against the whites, and in the period of turmoil that followed enormous cruelties were practised by both sides.  The “Emperor” Dessalines, come to power in 1804, massacred all the whites on the island.  Haitian bloodshed became an argument to show the barbarous nature of the Negro, a doctrine Wendell Phillips sought to combat in his celebrated lecture on Toussaint L’Ouverture.

“Well, there is a pretty fair infusion of Anglo Saxon blood among our slaves, now,” said Augustine.  “There are plenty among them who have only enough of the African to give a sort of tropical warmth and fervor to our calculating firmness and foresight.  If ever the San Domingo hour comes, Anglo Saxon blood will lead on the day.  Sons of white fathers, with all our haughty feelings burning in their veins, will not always be bought and sold and traded.  They will rise, and raise with them their mother’s race.”

“Stuff!—­nonsense!”

“Well,” said Augustine, “there goes an old saying to this effect, ’As it was in the days of Noah so shall it be;—­they ate, they drank, they planted, they builded, and knew not till the flood came and took them.’”

“On the whole, Augustine, I think your talents might do for a circuit rider,” said Alfred, laughing.  “Never you fear for us; possession is our nine points.  We’ve got the power.  This subject race,” said he, stamping firmly, “is down and shall stay down!  We have energy enough to manage our own powder.”

“Sons trained like your Henrique will be grand guardians of your powder-magazines,” said Augustine,—­“so cool and self-possessed!  The proverb says, ’They that cannot govern themselves cannot govern others.’”

“There is a trouble there” said Alfred, thoughtfully; “there’s no doubt that our system is a difficult one to train children under.  It gives too free scope to the passions, altogether, which, in our climate, are hot enough.  I find trouble with Henrique.  The boy is generous and warm-hearted, but a perfect fire-cracker when excited.  I believe I shall send him North for his education, where obedience is more fashionable, and where he will associate more with equals, and less with dependents.”