With "The Long Song," Levy once again reinvents the historical novel. Told in the irresistibly willful and intimate voice of Miss July, with some editorial assistance from her son, Thomas, The Long Song is at once defiant, funny, and shocking. The child of a field slave on the Amity sugar... read more
July is born during a turbulent time in Jamaica's history. It is the 1820s and slavery is about to be abolished. Born and raised on the Amity Sugar Plantation, July was taken at an early age to be the housemaid of Caroline Mortimer, the missus newly arrived from England.
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“And agreeing with a resolute woman is always easier.”July
“Sometimes his demands upon me are as constricting as the corset they put me in to keep me as a lady.”July
“So, reader, Kitty's only child is born in upon the world at last. Kitty called her daughter July, for when she was still a callow girl, Miss Martha, who did oversee the infant workers of the third gang, had once ventured to teach Kitty to write in words the months that make up the year. Although the month of her pickney's birth was December, it was only the graceful wave of Miss Martha's arm as she scratched the flowing curls of the word July in the dirt that the older Kitty could call to mind. Kitty softly whispered the word July into her pickney's ear and July her daughter became.”
Only with a white man, can there be guarantee that the colour of your pickney will be raised. For a mulatto who breeds with a white man will bring forth a quadroon; and the quadroon that enjoys white relations will give to this world a mustee; the mustee will beget a mustiphino; and the mustiphino . . . oh, the mustiphino’s child with a white man for a papa will find each day greets them no longer with a frown, but welcomes them with a smile, as they at last stride within this world as a cherished white person.Highlighted by 19 Kindle customers
although they may not be felt like a fist or a whip, words have a power that can nevertheless cower even the largest man to gibbering tears.Highlighted by 13 Kindle customers
‘Colonial slavery died July 31, 1838, aged 276 years,’ was loweredHighlighted by 13 Kindle customers
July was forsaken by her ravaged spirit and soon departed. And a withered and mournful girl stumbled in, unsteady, to take her part.Highlighted by 12 Kindle customers
Robert Goodwin rapturously declared, ‘Behold, a new morning has broken. Slavery—that dreadful evil—is at an end.’Highlighted by 10 Kindle customers
All of my bones have voice to speak to me. Even the smallest of them chats the language of pain.Highlighted by 9 Kindle customers
quadroon. Clara’s mama was a handsome mullatto housekeeper to her papa, a naval man from Scotch Land.Highlighted by 8 Kindle customers
For, like most slave fiddlers, it only amused them to play bad for white ears.Highlighted by 8 Kindle customers
‘Marguerite, Marguerite!’ That is Caroline Mortimer calling out for July.Highlighted by 6 Kindle customers
That mute message was conveyed with the slight motions and tiny tics of a silent language learned from dread of white people’s intrusion—and even the fair Miss Clara still knew how to speak it.Highlighted by 5 Kindle customers
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