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Ten Hills Farm
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 C. S. MANEGOLD

Ten Hills Farm

The Forgotten History of
Slavery in the North

PRINCETON UNIVERSITY PRESS P R I N C E T O N A N D OX F O R D

 Copyright © 2010 by Princeton University Press

Published by Princeton University Press, 41 William Street,

Princeton, New Jersey 08540
In the United Kingdom: Princeton University Press, 6 Oxford Street,
Woodstock, Oxfordshire OX20 1TW

All Rights Reserved

Library of Congress Cataloging-in-Publication Data

Manegold, C. S., 1955–

Ten Hills Farm : the forgotten history of slavery in the North / C.S. Manegold.
p. cm.
Includes bibliographical references and index.
ISBN 978-0-691-13152-8 (hardcover : alk. paper) 1. Ten Hills Farm (Mass.)—History.
2. Slavery—Massachusetts—History. 3. Slave trade—Massachusetts—History.
4. Slaves—Massachusetts—Social conditions. I. Title.
E445.M4M36 2010
974.4'03—dc22
2009030875

British Library Cataloging-in-Publication Data is available

This book has been composed in Sabon Family text with Centaur MT Display
Printed on acid-free paper. ∞
press.princeton.edu
Printed in the United States of America
1 3 5 7 9 10 8 6 4 2
For
Rose
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 The bird is above, and below
Its shadow is running bird-like.

A fool becomes the hunter of the shadow

Running so much that he runs out of breath.

Ignorant that this is the picture of the air-born bird

Ignorant of where the origin of the shadow is.

Rumi, Masnavi I, verse 425

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 Contents

Letter from Antigua xi

PART I The Puritan

1 The Land 3
2 Ten Hills Farm 21
3 Possession 36

PART II The Immigrant

4 The King’s Forester 53
5 Favors to the Few 62
6 Happy Instruments to Enlarge
Our Dominions 80
7 Slavers of the North 97
8 Come Up in the Night with Them 102
9 You May Own Negroes and Negresses 116

PART III The Master

10 Antigua 125
11 Crime, Punishment, and Compensation 145
12 Homecoming 156
13 The Benefactor 167
14 Luxury on the Grandest Scale 183

PART IV The Petitioner

15 We Shall Not Be Slaves 197
16 Within the Bowels of a Free Country 206
17 Death Is Not the Worst of Evils 215
18 Reparations 228
 x CONTENTS

PART V The Legacy

19 City upon a Hill 239
Afterword Letter from Antigua,
Easter Monday, 2008 257

Note to Readers 267

Notes on Sources 271
Acknowledgments 305
List of Illustrations 309
Index 311
 Letter from
Antigua

History in this hot and weathered place lies scattered in plain sight.
I touch something with the toe of my shoe. It is a piece of china, a
cup shard, a glint of ancient porcelain, blue and white against the
brown. And here, a fragment of a bowl decorated in delicate pat-
terns of leaves. Trash amid the stones. I pluck several pieces from
the dirt that makes a sidewalk just outside Antigua’s National Ar-
chives in St. John’s, startled to discover such bounty underfoot in
this most public of spaces. No less than the papers inside, these
shards tell a story. It is the story of whites who lived in style and
luxury and built great fortunes on the backs of other men.
I’ve been drawn to the path by the seductive thump of drums.
It pulls me from my work inside, reviewing fuzzy microfilm and
brittle texts. As I head out, Dr. Marion Blair—the director of the
archives, her hair cropped almost to her scalp, her gaze that of
a woman who has seen it all, and more than once—says she be-
lieves it is a march by students in a protest against crime. Dr. Blair
(“Marion” to a young black woman exploring her family’s past)
addresses me rather formally with a rich Antiguan roll. The words
sound strange to my more northern ear, and I must pause to let
them translate in my head.
Outside in the keen noon light the drumming is boisterous
and hundreds of students fill the road, blocking all traffic. They
are marching in their various school uniforms—not a white face
among them—making a sea of red and blue and gold and black.
 xii LETTER FROM ANTIGUA

Some carry placards. A few are singing. Hand-lettered signs call

out for better times: Let there be peace on earth and let it begin
with ME. These are shards that tell a different story. It is the story
of blacks whose ancestors were slaves who labored without free-
dom on a soil far from home.
An editorial in the Antigua Sun coinciding with the march re-
flects upon a recent study showing Caribbean youths between the
ages of 15 and 17 as more likely to die by homicide than any other
group their age around the world. “We need to add nothing more,”
the newspaper’s editors conclude. Yet people do: It is the bitter
legacy of slavery, say some. The crap left behind by a corrupt gov-
ernment, say others. “Cultural,” one older white man says without
elaboration. I write it all down as it comes.
Rich and poor. Black and white. Protected, vulnerable. Divisions
on this small Caribbean island are not as clear as they once were. In
the affluent seaside community where long ago a New Englander
named Isaac Royall made his home and built his fortune, it is im-
possible to tell whether a black family or white sits down to dinner
back behind new walls and heavy gates. The community is racially
mixed, and fairly affluent. The houses are built well. The grounds
are trim and neat. Gardens receive care and plenty of water and
give reward in crazy explosions of color and perfume. Yet there is
a constant sense of vulnerability as well. In the absence of effective
policing most residences are protected by huge dogs—rottweilers,
ridgebacks, bulldogs, mutts—who, though gentle with their mas-
ters, could rip an intruder to pieces in a single, unforgiving flash
of teeth. They thunder toward the fences, jaws open, haunches
tucked, whenever strangers wander by. Though the fences hold
them back, the strangers always flinch, and I do, too, and begin to
drive even short distances, against a lifelong habit to the contrary.
In the houses the dogs are much discussed: the breed, the loyalty,
the temperament, the potential to inflict a lethal wound. Where I
stay there are three acres and six dogs. One is old and blind and
nearly lame. Three others are massive coils of muscle and vitality.
A pup has joined the crew. He will be big when fully grown. There
is another puppy, too, brought home this week, a silly blur of black
 LETTER FROM ANTIGUA xiii

and white that will never grow much bigger than a cat. She cuddles
like a child and stays mostly upstairs.
In poorer enclaves the dogs run free and fight for scraps. There,
the population is a monochrome, every face caught somewhere
on a broad continuum of dark. In those places life is hard and
the most pressing task is just the struggle to make do. Cars are
luxury. Buses run infrequently. Water, always an issue on an island
with a chronic scarcity, is hauled about in buckets. Sewage slides
in open gutters. Houses are spare in the way that houses of the
very poor are spare in warmer climates everywhere: shacks made
simply with a room or two and not much in them but the breath-
ing, laughing, quarreling of many. Down one severely rutted deep
back road that proves harder to navigate by car than on foot, a
man in copious dreadlocks marshaled by a knitted hat in Africa’s
red, yellow, green, emerges from a shack at dusk to brush his teeth
with water from a large tin bucket. Yards away a group of children
plays soccer in the dust and a woman in her forties, who looks
older, is almost home, her shoes worn nearly through.
A few miles south lies another extreme, the Mill Reef Club, a
storied playground of social ascendancy open only by invitation
to those of finest pedigree and flawless manners tuned at dinner
tables and boarding schools around the world. There, pale fami-
lies tucked beside clean, azure waters are cosseted by black hands
(and the occasional white yoga instructor) from dawn to well past
dusk. It is generally a simple matter to spot the people heading
for that walled-off life. In the waiting room at the international
airport in Puerto Rico, a woman with shoulder-length carrot hair
wearing perfectly pressed khakis and a navy blue jacket adorned
with big gold buttons disdainfully flicks a soiled Kleenex to the
floor, then rests her brilliant orange new suede shoes atop the
seat across from her. When her daughter leans in close to repri-
mand, the woman—who appears not long out of boarding school
herself—puts one foot up to her daughter’s face, perhaps to show
how her feet, amazingly, are never dirty, or at least to tell the child
to back off. The feet remain at altitude while the woman busies
herself on her Blackberry and the girl chats sullenly with a brother.
 xiv LETTER FROM ANTIGUA

The father, a towering dark-haired American dressed exactly like

his wife (but for the shoes and bright gold buttons) is distracted,
calling someone in New York to inquire without preamble: “How
is the market?” Hours later, disembarking in the noontime heat at
the Antigua airport, the family stops beside a stately black woman
holding a small sign printed with the club’s name. Though several
of my favorite people vacation at the Mill Reef every year, and
have for decades, this pair fits every ugly stereotype I harbor. Then
again, I know too much to ever see the club as just a simple place
of sun and sand.
As John Fuller, an attorney in St. John’s, so aptly puts it, “Then it
was sugar. Now it is sun. All we changed is what we sell.”
I am staying with John and his wife at Hodges Bay near land
Isaac Royall once controlled. It is Isaac Royall, long dead, and his
legacy, still very much alive, that call me here to this place near
Beggars Point. I have learned that man’s history and followed his
trajectory and engaged myself with his ambition and his flaws and
now I sift the sand of his beach between my toes and speak with
people whose forebears in another time he might have owned. To-
day there is no Royall listed in the phone book. But the name and
legacy are still attached to a tiny bay, a shop, a housing cluster, a
dot on fraying maps.
John and Sarah Fuller, émigrés from England and America, have
made a full life here and hold a complex view of the island and its
history. Mostly, though, like anyone, they simply live their lives,
hosting a constant flow of children, friends, gardeners, assistants,
birds, puppies, lizards, mosquitoes, mongooses, and, of course, the
dogs. Laughter often spills out of their house. Visitors come and go
throughout the day. They are black and white, related, not related,
British, American, and Antiguan.
Here on this hot and gritty land a short sail from the equator I
am finishing a book about America. For three years I have known
my work would draw me to this place. It takes a book to explain
why. This is that book. It is not a history in the classic academic
sense. It is, instead, a story, and a true one, about a six-hundred-
acre farm just north of Boston. In writing this story I have done
my best to find the truth and ensure the accuracy of every detail
 LETTER FROM ANTIGUA xv

of the telling. That, as any historian knows so well, is a daunt-

ing task. Surely I have made mistakes. I apologize for them here.
They are not for lack of trying but are born instead of a scarcity
of documents and the maddening task of trying to recreate a time
almost four hundred years ago. Still, I have done my utmost to
confirm each fact and double-check my perceptions. I leave the
more pointillist detailing to scholars with more training in the field
than I, and perhaps more patience for the minutiae upon which
the finest scholarship is built and on which I have gratefully de-
pended during much of my own process of discovery. Leaving his-
tory to the historians, I offer this instead. It is the story of a piece
of ground near Boston, today a busy metropolis with part of its
memory wiped almost clear.
May this book restore that memory.

csm
Hodges Bay, Antigua
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