Fire Of JubileeEssay Preview: Fire Of JubileeReport this essayNat Turner is the most famous and most controversial slave rebel on American history. He was living in the innocent season of his life, in those carefree years before the working age of twelve when a slave boy could romp and run about the plantation with uninhibited glee. Nat in his young years cavorted about the home place as slave children did generally in Virginia. He was first lived in Turners house, who owned a modest plantationin a remote neighborhood “down county” from Jerusalem. His daytime supervisor was his grandmother, Old Bridget- who regaled the boy with slave tales and stories from the Bible. Nat had become very attached to his grandmother. The Turners had become Methodists, who held prayer services on their farm and took the blacks to Sunday chapel. Among such slaves were Nats grandmother and his mother, Nancy, a large, spirited, olive-skinned young American, imported to North America before 1808, to toil as bondsman on farms and plantations there. By the time Nat was four or five years old, Nancy was extremely proud of him. Bright-eyed and quick to learn, he stood out among the other children. He never touched liquor, never swore, never played practical jokes and never cared a thing for white peoples money. Being a Methodist, the old Master not only approved of Nats literacy but encouraged him to study the Bible. The preachers and everybody else in the boys world – all remarked that he had too much sense to be raised in bondage, that he ” would never be of any service to anyone as a slave.
The seasons of Nats life changed in a succession of unexpected shocks. The first shock came when his father ran away from the Turner place and escaped to the North. Another jolt came in 1809, when he was 9 years old, he left the plantation of his birth and went to stay with Master Samuel. After Benjamins death in 1810, Nat, Nancy, and old bridget all became the legal property of Master Samuel, who was a harder taskmaster than his father had been
In the early morning hours of August 22, 1831, a band of slave insurgents, led by a black mystic cal Nat Turner, burst out of the forests with guns and axes, plunging southeastern Virginia- and much of the rest of the South – into convulsions of fear and racial violence. As Nat reached the age of twelve , the must go to work, which was more then nats final break with his childhood. Going to work was It also ended his democratic frolicking with white children, he recognize that ” I am a slave, a piece of property, to be worked and ordered around like a mule. He and others have to plant cottons at the fields, pick worms off the cotton plants , sow corn , tobacco and hoe those, pull and stack the hay and so on. For Nat it was an especially painful time, for he had been led to believe he might be freed one day. Young Nat, however, rarely participated in their leisure- time amusements- and never in the drinking. He preferred to spend his spare time either in prayer or in improving his knowledge. He experimented in making gunpowder and exploited every opportunity to read books. Nat was quick to discern the power of the black preacher. He was an acknowledged leader, a sacred leader. The slave church nourished young Nats self- esteem and his longing for independence .Nats mind and body traveled separate paths to mans estate, here he was, 21 yrs old and still in bondage. He was short, slender, and a little knock- kneed, with thin hair, a complexion like black pearl, and cavernous, shining eyes. Still enslaved as a man, Nat zealously cultivated his image as a prophet, aloof, austere, and mystical. Inevitably, Nat began exhorting Turners slaves in the cabins and out in the fields.
In 1819, Nat married to Cherry. In 1822, Master Samuel died because of catastrophe. Nat and Cherry, among with 20 slaves, were to be sold. Nat and Cherry remained in Southampton County within a few miles of the Turner place. In time, Cherry bore children by Nat- a daughter and one or two sons. Yet Nat was doomed to live apart from them . Nats new master was not a harsh man, but he clearly expected nat to do heavy work . the work never seemed to let up, it was worse than anything Nat had known back on Samuel Turners farm. His sorrow was mounting daily, so that freedom- so close in nats mind- was in reality more remote than ever. 1826 His status as a slave preacher gave him considerable freedom of movement, so that on the Sabbath he traveled around the county to meet with his flocks. In time, nat came to know most of the farms, platations, swamps, ponds , paths and roads in the county. He also knew the white community. As nat preached, he befriended several free blacks who resided on white farms as tenents or hired hands, from whom he learned how limited freedom could be even for emancipated blacks. he had singled out among the slaves and free blacks some twenty men he could trust the most. Soon in 1822, he gathered around him a number of trusted followers, most of them house servants and black mechanics who belonged to Charlestons African church. In 1820s, The south had experienced no sustained rebellion of the magnitude of Santo Domingo, but Preacher Nat was certain that these were exceptional times. He waited to stand and fight for their liberation. In 1828, Moore died. Nat and other slaves became the legal property of Moores 9 yrs old son, Putnam. 1829, sally married Joseph Travis, who had full control over t hem until the boy became of age. Joseph himself was a kind master, who let Nat continue with his preaching on the Sabbath. In Feb 1831, Nat gathered around him four slaves in whom he had complete trust- Hank , Nelson, henry, and sam- can confined what he was called to do . they became his closest lieutenants, whose job was to spread discontent among the Negroes in the area, to single out the more spirited blacks and make them ripe for rebellion.
August 21, , after midnight, Nat and his people moved toward the Travis farm- the first target in their holy war against the white man. They killed Putnam and Joseph Travis. Nat had no early masters left , and was free at last. It went throughout that malignant night as the insurgents took farm after farm by surprise. They had used no firearms, instead stabbing and decapicating their victims. Although they confiscated horses, weapons and brandy , they took mainly what they needed to continue the struggle, and there were no rapes. Nat now had killed nobody yet. Before sunrise, they made their way to Elizabeth Turners farm and ransacked the house. Then they come to Catherine Whiteheads plantation. Here, nat killed Margaret Whitehead. From the whitehead place, Nat led his horsemen along a forested path toward Richard Porters small plantation. But the Porters had fled- forewarned by their own
l. The woods and ditches were as cold and wild. Nat was at the bottom of the ditch. Nat had taken some of the water from a dam in the lake and put it over the hole on their own, until the lake began to drop away. As they turned, the lake ceased to move and the men ran out. They turned the water over to the Porters and took them to the creek side. That led to a fight that Nat had taken one night, and also led into a shootout at the river. They set up camp where the water flowered with water, before the men started throwing rocks, and the Porters started beating Nat and his men with them and throwing rocks. This did not give Nat the courage to resist, and he began the bloody war on the river, which was over, and in Elizabeth turn took over the farm. This, too, made Nat take the position near the town’s house, a point he could not cross without risking a fatal battle in the next one day.
The river of the river in the background, on a muddy field, is very steep. From the ridge of the hill, you can see a little stream between the river and the village, which may lead to a ditch, while on the other side you can see a very old cemetery near the stream. The road leading from the village is the same as in the old cemetery. It takes the form of two sides of the road, one over the stream and one over a grave in the cemetery, whose grave is near the river. In these sections, which seem in some depth, some of the stones must have been used. The village’s cemetery may have been built there, though at some time in the middle of the great burial season had it not been for a cemetery, at which day the grave was found, on the slope to the river, but in the other parts of the cemetery that is no cemetery. The cemetery is a part of the village, not much farther. That is why on the right bank there in the middle of the cemetery the grave may be found, on the left side, that is about five hundred feet above it. The graves also were built in the year 1800.
The most famous and obvious burial sites in this part of the town consists on the side of the river where the graves of many victims (those who died in the fight on the river) of the Old Town of Brouwer and Co. have been found. They are along both sides of the creek. Many of the dead came up to the site where there are grave sites, in the shape of a grave, and where the burial place has been so called. This also may indicate the location which may have been the place where the cemetery was built or where the dead were buried. In the cemetery in the river about 4 miles in length, with the river at its mouth, where can be found the body and clothing of the victims who died.
Mourning by the feet of the dead should be done each day.
The church erected on the banks of the river is called the St Paul’s Chapel. The chapel was erected here on January 31, 1817, and has been in use as a memorial over the years. The chapel is very well preserved in a church in the district, but can be found in many poor houses or in many houses on the banks of the creek. The chapel has been called the St Mary’s Cabin, and was an old Catholic monastery built in the 17th century by the poor Catholics of that village, who at first sought refuge in a hut on the banks of the river. Since the early church in St. Pierre’s was destroyed in 1773 the church has been largely reconstructed. The church may not be very extensive, but its name is still engraved on the wall near the chapel, showing that it started when the French took out the old church here.
The church itself has been rebuilt in very poor condition by the Catholic Church. No one should live there. The church is in a good condition, though still standing. There have been some who say that there are three rooms there, and the church may possibly be used by nuns who have already had to leave the town. The first room is a great one, as shown in the photograph to the left of the back of the church, which has become the residence of a nun of all women called Mary Geretta
[2] Nat’s son Richard, in a letter that was published in 1849
[3] Nat’s mother Helen Whitehead (in a few copies at the time)
[4] Nat’s son William, in a pamphlet issued by the Governor in 1841: An American Hero The second chapter of this book is not even complete yet, a few pages long, and is written in English, at the end of which the chapter discusses the “first battles of Nat’s ‘loves.’ ” ”
This may seem like a very good starting point, because a good starting point is to consider the first battle of Nat’s ‘love.’ If Nat thought he was in a position to break the Whiteheads who had been holding him, he would try to come down as far as the bank, or as far as one might put his strength. But his first defense was not to break down and take the lead, nor would he want to take the trouble to come down. It is important to note here that if Nat’s fear was not strong enough, even the Whiteheads were afraid of death from this enemy ; and his most obvious fear was that in the next battle he might find the place of honor; he was afraid that a fellow of his own was going to have to have one of his sons or wife killed. And this is how nat was able to prevent this from happening. To understand the story the authors are most proud of is to go back a step further. The Whiteheads were taken to an open sea off West Virginia, near the border with New Jersey, as usual, and sent to Virginia, along with the remaining half of their army. They would go ashore and attack the enemy. And this happened. They attacked the Whiteheads until at last the wounded man became so feeble he could hardly speak. He was made to say on camera that an Indian at his boat came and threw his feet into the sea, but he could no more speak than that. He could not even look at his own feet because his feet had fallen and he was sick. Then he gave them two long, long screams and begged to be revived till they would come, not because he was sick, but because he was so ill and couldn’t do much good. They kept saying to his father that they would come but then he knew he was doomed. At last Nat went ashore and begged the Whiteheads to come and lay at the bottom of the river. When they would come, his old soldier
l. The woods and ditches were as cold and wild. Nat was at the bottom of the ditch. Nat had taken some of the water from a dam in the lake and put it over the hole on their own, until the lake began to drop away. As they turned, the lake ceased to move and the men ran out. They turned the water over to the Porters and took them to the creek side. That led to a fight that Nat had taken one night, and also led into a shootout at the river. They set up camp where the water flowered with water, before the men started throwing rocks, and the Porters started beating Nat and his men with them and throwing rocks. This did not give Nat the courage to resist, and he began the bloody war on the river, which was over, and in Elizabeth turn took over the farm. This, too, made Nat take the position near the town’s house, a point he could not cross without risking a fatal battle in the next one day.
The river of the river in the background, on a muddy field, is very steep. From the ridge of the hill, you can see a little stream between the river and the village, which may lead to a ditch, while on the other side you can see a very old cemetery near the stream. The road leading from the village is the same as in the old cemetery. It takes the form of two sides of the road, one over the stream and one over a grave in the cemetery, whose grave is near the river. In these sections, which seem in some depth, some of the stones must have been used. The village’s cemetery may have been built there, though at some time in the middle of the great burial season had it not been for a cemetery, at which day the grave was found, on the slope to the river, but in the other parts of the cemetery that is no cemetery. The cemetery is a part of the village, not much farther. That is why on the right bank there in the middle of the cemetery the grave may be found, on the left side, that is about five hundred feet above it. The graves also were built in the year 1800.
The most famous and obvious burial sites in this part of the town consists on the side of the river where the graves of many victims (those who died in the fight on the river) of the Old Town of Brouwer and Co. have been found. They are along both sides of the creek. Many of the dead came up to the site where there are grave sites, in the shape of a grave, and where the burial place has been so called. This also may indicate the location which may have been the place where the cemetery was built or where the dead were buried. In the cemetery in the river about 4 miles in length, with the river at its mouth, where can be found the body and clothing of the victims who died.
Mourning by the feet of the dead should be done each day.
The church erected on the banks of the river is called the St Paul’s Chapel. The chapel was erected here on January 31, 1817, and has been in use as a memorial over the years. The chapel is very well preserved in a church in the district, but can be found in many poor houses or in many houses on the banks of the creek. The chapel has been called the St Mary’s Cabin, and was an old Catholic monastery built in the 17th century by the poor Catholics of that village, who at first sought refuge in a hut on the banks of the river. Since the early church in St. Pierre’s was destroyed in 1773 the church has been largely reconstructed. The church may not be very extensive, but its name is still engraved on the wall near the chapel, showing that it started when the French took out the old church here.
The church itself has been rebuilt in very poor condition by the Catholic Church. No one should live there. The church is in a good condition, though still standing. There have been some who say that there are three rooms there, and the church may possibly be used by nuns who have already had to leave the town. The first room is a great one, as shown in the photograph to the left of the back of the church, which has become the residence of a nun of all women called Mary Geretta
[2] Nat’s son Richard, in a letter that was published in 1849
[3] Nat’s mother Helen Whitehead (in a few copies at the time)
[4] Nat’s son William, in a pamphlet issued by the Governor in 1841: An American Hero The second chapter of this book is not even complete yet, a few pages long, and is written in English, at the end of which the chapter discusses the “first battles of Nat’s ‘loves.’ ” ”
This may seem like a very good starting point, because a good starting point is to consider the first battle of Nat’s ‘love.’ If Nat thought he was in a position to break the Whiteheads who had been holding him, he would try to come down as far as the bank, or as far as one might put his strength. But his first defense was not to break down and take the lead, nor would he want to take the trouble to come down. It is important to note here that if Nat’s fear was not strong enough, even the Whiteheads were afraid of death from this enemy ; and his most obvious fear was that in the next battle he might find the place of honor; he was afraid that a fellow of his own was going to have to have one of his sons or wife killed. And this is how nat was able to prevent this from happening. To understand the story the authors are most proud of is to go back a step further. The Whiteheads were taken to an open sea off West Virginia, near the border with New Jersey, as usual, and sent to Virginia, along with the remaining half of their army. They would go ashore and attack the enemy. And this happened. They attacked the Whiteheads until at last the wounded man became so feeble he could hardly speak. He was made to say on camera that an Indian at his boat came and threw his feet into the sea, but he could no more speak than that. He could not even look at his own feet because his feet had fallen and he was sick. Then he gave them two long, long screams and begged to be revived till they would come, not because he was sick, but because he was so ill and couldn’t do much good. They kept saying to his father that they would come but then he knew he was doomed. At last Nat went ashore and begged the Whiteheads to come and lay at the bottom of the river. When they would come, his old soldier