A fascinating and very enjoyable read. I bought it recently in the Samuel Johnson Birthplace Museum in Lichfield (well worth a visit!). I particularly wanted to read it as I grew up in the village in North Yorkshire where Barber was sent to school for a couple of years, shortly after being brought to England as a slave, from Jamaica. He was schooled there by the curate, William Jackson.
I keep trying to imagine what impression he must have made on the inhabitants of this remote place. I doubt whether any of them had seen a black skinned person before. Interestingly though, one of the Lords of the Manor there has a “Moor’s Head” on the family crest/armorial bearings.
Francis Barber was his baptismal name. Prior to that he seems to have been Quashey, a fairly common name given to black male slaves. Slaves coming to England were keen to get themselves baptised since there was a school of legal thought which argued that a member of the Anglian Church could not be a slave. (Hence stories of slave owners storming churches before holy water could touch black brows). His owner, Colonel Bathurst, may or may not have been Francis’s father. He left him £12 in his will and his freedom, lest there be any doubt following his baptism. His son, Richard Bathurst was a close friend of Samuel Johnson. They both opposed slavery with a passion. S.J. said of Bathurst after his death: “Bathurst was a fine fellow! He hated a fool and he hated a rogue and he hated a Whig – he was a very good hater!”
Before reading this I knew little of the good Dr S.J. and I imagined him to be stuffy and uninteresting. WRONG! I loved what I read of him. A man streets ahead of his time. Although not especially rich he had a massive social conscience and gave generously to all sorts of people less fortunate – poor, disabled, mentally ill.... The fact that on his death he made Francis his heir was something in itself. His rather nasty lawyer didn’t think much to the idea!
I found it fascinating (and for once I felt proud to be British), that there were clubs and societies in London mid 18th century, where black people could celebrate their cultures, dance, listen to their own music and whites weren’t allowed in! This is not to say that London was exactly welcoming of diversity and ethnic minorities then but at least this was a massive and positive start.
Frank was Johnson’s servant for 30 + years and Johnson was quite happy it seems for him to entertain his black mates in his home. The young black man had little problem it seems attracting the ladies and he married a pretty white girl and they both lived and worked for Johnson. Some of their children were born and raised in Johnson’s London home.
Although well provided for by Johnson, the Barbers did not fare too well after his death. It was interesting reading of their lives in the 18th/early 19th centuries; also to read something of their descendants. It was a joy to meet Johnson and I now want to read more about him.
4.5