Travel writer. Gentleman. Aesthete.
Son and heir to the High Sheriff of
Monmouthshire.
- And, unusually for a wealthy Victorian gentleman, also black.
Nathaniel Armstrong Wells had the great good luck to be born to wealth and
privilege - born into
the heart of the English Regency. He was luckier still in having a cultivated and intelligent mind, and in adult life brought it to bear on the societies of at least three
European nations – his own, and those of France and Spain. Some of what he thought and felt he put into a book, The Picturesque Antiquities of Spain. This blog is an exploration of that book.
I call him black, but Wells would have been known
in his own time as a 'quadroon': somebody with three-quarters European and a quarter African
heritage. In the binary world of racism however percentages tend not to
matter. Wells was visibly not 'white', and what was not white could only
therefore be black. So: black, clever, and privileged, but growing up
in a 19th century Britain wedded to the idea of hierarchy - of rich over poor, of white over black, British over foreign. This message, even when it wasn't being flatly stated
out loud, was always in the background hum of the culture. Was Wells deaf to it?
Most of his countrymen absorbed it untroubled: it was not in their interest to question it. Did he? Or did he choose to be selectively deaf, to revel in his privileges of rank while pretending not to apply to himself the frequent slights against people of colour?
Let's find out. Join me as, armed only with the entire internet, we explore
this dead man's mind.
THE WELLS FAMILY OF PIERCEFIELD
First, something of his background. Nathaniel Armstrong Wells was born in 1806, the year the slave trade was outlawed, but was over thirty when slavery itself was finally banned throughout the empire (1838). Black people in Britain were never slaves in the same way as those in the colonies, but tended to be at least in service. Very much against the run of the odds, how did a black man get to be a wealthy gentleman? How did Nathaniel's father come to own the most splendid estate in Monmouthshire?
Slavery was at the root of both their privilege and colour. Nathaniel's grandfather, a Welsh gentleman called William Wells, made a fortune in the West Indies: but his grandmother was an enslaved woman called Juggy. When William Wells died he had several living children (by different mothers) to provide for, and he did: but all the others were girls. And if you remember your Austen, girls tended to be granted modest bequests, while the lion's share of a family fortune invariably went to the eldest son.
William's only surviving son was Juggy's boy, our Nathaniel's father, who though island-born was despatched to England for his education. After he completed that, and spent an elegantly idle season or two in London and Bath, he married Miss Harriet Este, daughter of one of the King's Chaplains. Time to begin a family, and also put his great fortune to work by buying an estate. He chose Piercefield, in his father's native Wales, in a land where he had ancestral ties. Simply by being Piercefield's owner he went straight to the top of the county's hierarchy, eventually becoming a magistrate, High Sheriff, then Deputy Lieutenant. It was all a very predictable path for a man of his wealth, but always there was the unexpected twist of his colour:
"Mr Wells is a West Indian of large fortune, a man of very gentlemanly
manners, but so much a man of colour as to be little removed from a
Negro."
That was the surprised diary entry made by the landscape artist Joseph Farington, after he had sought and got permission from the owner to visit Piercefield's famously-beautiful grounds. Despite their position and their riches, the Wells family were always liable to be dogged by that kind of response.
