Father
Augustine Tolton First Black Priest
Born
a slave, condemned to a lifetime of frustration and failure,
and even in death denied a burial spot all of his own --
this was the story of Augustine Tolton, a native of Ralls
County and the first full blooded Negro Catholic priest in
the United States.
It
was years after his death before this humble man was
accorded the respect that was denied him in life. He was
buried in a plot below the level of other graves in St.
Peters Cemetery in Quincy, Ill., so that eventually another
priest’s coffin could be placed above his. And his name is
engraved on the back side of the stone that bears the name
of one of his white colleagues. But time has brought him
into his own, and the honor of having his remains has become
a matter of some dispute.
Father
Landry Genosky, O.F.M., a professor at Quincy College, has
become an acknowledged authority on Father Tolton’s life.
Recently there have been moves made in the Springfield,
Ill., diocese, designed to have the Negro priest’s body
exhumed and moved to Springfield. “The people there,”
Father Landry said, “seem to think that because of the
connection of Lincoln, the emancipator, and Springfield this
should be done.’ But he emphasized that he felt the body
should, and will remain in Quincy, where the priest spent
most of his life, and where his vocation to the priesthood
was nurtured.
Augustine
Tolton was born April 1, 1854, in the Brush Creek Community,
about 12 miles southeast of Monroe City. His parents, Peter
Paul and Martha Tolton, were slaves belonging to Mr. and
Mrs. Stephen Elliott. Martha was Mrs. Elliott’s (Savilla)
personal slave, having been brought from Kentucky when the
couple migrated to Missouri.
Many
descendants and relatives of the Elliotts still live in this
area, among them Mrs. Savilla Maddox, granddaughter and
namesake of Mrs. Elliott. Also related, though more
distantly, is Mrs. Alma Lindhorst. She grew up on the
Elliott farm where Father Tolton was born, now owned by Mr.
and Mrs. Manning Thompson. Mrs. Lindhorst can recall playing
as a child on the foundation ruins of the cabin where the
Toltons lived.
Augustine
was baptised in St. Peter’s Church at Brush Creek with
Mrs. Elliott as his godmother. Father John O’Sullivan
performed the ceremony. Mrs. Lindhorst recalls that Mrs.
Elliott gave the small boy and his brother, two years his
senior, religious instructions.
Life
changed dramatically for the Negro boy when he was seven
years old. Father Landry tells two versions of the changes
that took place for the Toltons when the Civil War broke
out. One version comes from “west of the Mississippi,”
chiefly from people living in the Monroe City area, while
the other version is told by Quincy residents. The main
facts are the same, but the human interest element differs
dramatically.
The
story, as told by local people, including Mrs. Lindhorst,
says that the Toltons were freed by their masters, and the
father left for St. Louis to join the Union Army. There he
died of dysentery.
Martha,
with her nine and seven year old sons and a 20 month old
daughter, fled to Hannibal, where she narrowly escaped being
taken as “Contraband.” According to this story, she was
assisted by a white neighbor, Constable Lee Hardy, in her
flight. Finding an old boat the frightened woman rowed
across the Mississippi and practically ran the 21 miles to
Quincy which was free territory.
The
Quincy version of Mrs. Tolton’s escape claims that the
slaves were not freed, but that they escaped their masters.
Mrs. Lindhorst doubts the veracity of the story, as she does
one which some people tell of the Elliott’s cruelty to
their slaves. One story written of the priest’s life
tells how he watched his mother being beaten, and to this
Mrs. Lindhorst says, “Nonsense. Cousin Savilla was known
everywhere for her kindness, and I know of no one who
remembers such a story.”
Mrs.
Maddox agreed with Mrs. Lindhorst, recalling that her grandmother
was one of the gentlest persons she had ever known.
Augustine
went to work in Quincy when just seven years old. Along with
his mother and older brother, he found employment in a
tobacco factory. Later he was to work in a saddlery, as
custodian of St. Peters Church, and as a factory hand.
He
also started formal education, attending the segregated
Lincoln Public School for three months. Moving to St.
Boniface Parochial School must have given him an indication
of the problems that lay ahead,. for prejudice caused him to
be taken out of this school before one term was up. But then
Father Peter McGirr, pastor of St Lawrence Church, later to
be changed to St. Peters, admitted all the Tolton children
to his school. There the young Negro boy graduated with
distinction and was confirmed.
For
some time Augustine was tutored privately by Quincy priests,
who sensed the beginning of vocation. The young man assisted
the priests in the spiritual care of Quincy’s Negro
Catholics, and expressed a desire to become a priest. But
his efforts to enter a seminary were thwarted by the same
old enemy, prejudice. He was even denied entry into a
seminary whose white priests were being trained to serve the
American Negro.
Ironically,
the prejudice that prevented this brilliant young man from
studying for the priesthood in his own land was the cause of
his being sent to the foremost college of the Catholic
Church. Finding that he could not pursue his studies here,
some of his priest benefactors found channels through which
he might be sent to the College of Sacred Propaganda at
Rome.
There,
after six years, of study, Father Augustine Tolton was
ordained a Catholic priest (1886). Receiving his priesthood
from Cardinal Parocchi in St. John Lateran in Rome, the
young prelate was informed that his mission was to be the
Negroes of the United States.
Returning
to Quincy, Father Tolton celebrated his first Solemn High
Mass at St. Boniface where he had served as an altar boy
years before. He was appointed pastor of St. Joseph Negro
Church and soon became quite well known in Quincy for his
excellent sermons, his splendid education, and his eloquent
voice.
But
although the young priest succeeded in attracting many
whites as well as his own people to his services, the ugly
face of prejudice soon appeared again. The large number of
people who sought his classes of inquiry, the crowded Sunday
Masses, the coming together of people of both races in his
church brought down on him not only the jealously and scorn
of some white priests, but also the envy of some Protestant
Negro ministers.
The
combination was too much. He bowed to prejudice and left
Quincy, accepting an invitation to found a Negro church in
Chicago.
He
began his ministry there in the basement of “Old St.
Mary’s,” while laboriously building up a parish among
the entire Negro community. Four years after his arrival
there, Mrs. Anna O’Neil donated $10,000 for the building
of a Negro church, which was to be named St. Monica’s.
Success
of a sort appeared to be within the reach of this young man,
only 43 years old, after a lifetime of frustration caused
exclusively by the color of his skin. He had been invited to
preach in the Cathedral of Baltimore and had been sought by
Bishops and Cardinals who wanted him to establish Negro
churches in their dioceses.
But
on July, 1897 with Chicago in the grip of an intense heat
wave, Father Token suffered a heat stroke. His name appeared
in Chicago papers among lists of those thus struck down,
although there were a number of stories that circulated
about his death. It was said that he was killed by Chicago
thugs and that he died of tuberculosis, but newspaper
accounts dispute these stories.
Father
Tolton’s remains were brought back to Quincy as he had
requested. He is buried there in a circular plot in the
center of St. Peters Cemetery.
Why
was his coffin placed so deep in the ground that another
priest, one who died early in the 1900’s could be buried
above him? Did the prejudice that plagued him in life follow
him even in death? Father Landry thinks so. Considering the
racial atmosphere of the country in 1897, he explained, it
is remarkable that Father Tolton was allowed a burial spot
in a white cemetery at all. Further service to prejudice is
evident in the fact that the inscription for Father Tolton
is on the back side of the large cross that marks the other
priest’s grave.
Father
Tolton spent only a few years in this area, leaving his
native Brush Creek when a lad. Yet Brush Creek claims him as
its own, and he is considered as one of it’s most
illustrious sons.
Some
people think that the Taken families who live in Monroe City
are related to Father Tolton, the spelling of the name
having been changed over the years. Father Landry doubts
this, as he has found no evidence in his studies to indicate
that anyone bearing the name was left in Missouri. Yet there
are local people who insist that the relationship exists.
The
79 years since Father Tolton’s death have seen many
changes in the lot of the American Negro. But there is still
a long way to go before equality is more than a word. Father
Tolton was probably Northeast Missouri’s outstanding black
citizen in the 19th Century. Although his efforts appeared
to meet failure on every side, his was a triumph of the
spirit, and it paved the way for other triumphs for his
people.
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