Once Africans were captured to be sent into slavery, they had no control over their bodies. Slaves belonged to their masters, and the masters could do whatever they wanted to their property. Before being sold off to a plantation, slaves were put on the auction block to be inspected like animals. Men and women were displayed completely naked. Their genitals and breasts were handled and fondled. Their bodies assaulted and poked by multiple people before they were sold.
Southern dealers and plantation owners defended their practices. They claimed Africans had no feelings and they lacked any capability of showing affection. Many also believed that Black people did not mind being bought and sold, since they were naturally promiscuous and lacked the ability to achieve a stable family life on their own.
Slave auctioneers spoke of business as though they were buying and selling cattle. The callousness is clear in this July 10, 1856, letter from slave trader A.J. McElveen to Charleston slave merchant Z.B. Oakes:
“I offered Richardson 1350 [equal to 27,000 in 1998] for his two Negros. He Refused to take it. The fellow is Rather light. He weighs 121 lbs., but Good teeth & not whipped. The little Girl he was offered 475 [9,500, 1998]. I thought the boy worth about 850 [17,000, 1998] and at that price they would not Sell for cost, but I Supposed the fellow would bring 9 to 950 [18,000 to 19,000, 1998] &c and the little Girl 500 [8,300] at best.”
Slaves were often divided into classes, such as:
Number One Men (19-25 years old)
Best Boys (15-18 years old)
Best Boys (10-14 years old)
Number One Women
Best Girls (10-15 years old)
Women with One or Two Children
Families (also called “fancies” or “scrubs”)
An elderly slave, Jennie Hill, explained the way slaves felt when they were being sold away from their families.
“Some people think that slaves had no feeling – that they bore their children as animals bear their young and that there was no heartbreak when the children were torn from their parents or the mother was taken from her brood to toil for a master in another state. But that isn’t so. The slaves loved their families even as the Negroes love their own today and the happiest times of their lives were when they could sit at their cabin doors when the day’s work was done and sang old slave songs.”