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with brightness upon us. Our eyes are opened, that we see clearly; our ears are unstopped, that we have been able to hear distinctly the words you have spoken. For all these favors we thank the Great Spirit, and him only.
2. Brother, you say you want an answer to your talk before you leave this place. It is right you should have one, as you are a great distance from home, and we do not wish to detain you. But we will first look back a little, and tell you what our fathers have told us, and what we have heard from the white people.
3. Brother, listen to what we say. There was a time when our forefathers owned this great island. Their seats extended from the rising to the setting sun; the Great Spirit had made it for the use of the Indians. He had created the buffalo, the deer, and other animals, for food. He had made the bear and the beaver; their skins served us for clothing. He had scattered them over the country, and taught us how to take them. He had caused the earth to produce corn for bread. All this he had done for his red children because he loved them. If we had disputes about our hunting-ground, they were generally settled without the shedding of much blood.
4. But an evil day came upon us : your forefathers crossed the great waters, and landed on this island; their numbers were small; they found us friends, and not enemies. They told us they had fled from their own country, through fear of wicked men, and had come here to enjoy their religion. They asked for & small seat; we took pity on them, and granted their request, and they sat down among us.
gave them corn and meat, and, in return, they gave us poison. The white people having now found our country, tidings were sent back, and more came among us; yet we did not fear them. We took them to be friends; they called us brothers; we believed them, and gave them a larger seat. At length their numbers had greatly increased. They wanted more land; they wanted our country. Our eyes were opened, and we became uneasy. Wars took place; Indians were hired to fight against Indians, and many of our people were destroyed. 5. Brother, once our seats were large, and yours were small
. You have now become a great people, and we have scarcely a place left to spread our blankets. You have got our country, but, not satisfied, you want to force your religion upon us.
6. Brother, continue to listen. You say that you are sent to instruct us how to worship the Great Spirit agreeably to his mind, and that, if we do not take hold of the religion which you teach, we shall be unhappy hereafter. How do we know this to be true? We understand that your religion is written in a book. If it was intended for us, as well as you, why has not the Great Spirit given it to us? and not only to us, but why did he not give to our forefathers the knowledge of that book, with the means of rightly understanding it? We only know what you tell us about it; and, having been so often deceived by the white people, how shall we believe what they say ?
7. Brother, we do not understand these things. We are told that your religion was given to your forefathers, and has been handed down from father to son. We also have a religion which was given to our forefathers, and has been banded down to us, their children. It teaches us to be thankful for all favors received, to love each other, and to be united. We never quarrel about religion.
8. Brother, we are told that you have been preaching to the white people in this place. These people are our neighbors. We are acquainted with them. We will wait little, and see what effect your religion has had upon them. If we find it does them good, makes them honest, and less disposed to cheat Indians, we will then consider again of what you have said.
9. Brother, you have now heard our answer, and this is all we have to say at present. As we are about to part, we will come and take you by the hand; and we hope the Great Spirit will protect you on your journey, and return you safe to your friends.
SUPPOSED SPEECH OF AN INDLAN CHIEF.
BY EDWARD EVERETT.
1. WHITE man, there is an eternal war between me and thee! I quit not the land of my fathers, but with my life. In those woods, where I bent my youthful bow, I will still hunt the deer; over yonder waters I will still glide, unrestrained, in ту
bark canoe. By those dashing waterfalls I will still lay up my winter's store of food; on these fertile meadows I will still plant my corn. Stranger, the land is mine! I understand not these paper rights. I gave not my consent when, as thou sayest, these broad regions were purchased, for a few baubles, of my fathers. They could sell what was theirs; they could sell no more.
How could my father sell that which the Great Spirit sent me into the world to iive upon? They knew not what they did.
2. The stranger came, a timid suppliant, few and feeble, and
asked to lie down on the red man's bear-skin, and warm himself at the red man's fire, and have a little piece of land to raise corn for his women and children; and now he is become strong, and mighty, and bold, and spreads out his parchment over the whole,
“It is mine.” Stranger, there is not room for us both! The Great Spirit has not made us to live together. There is poison in the white man's cup; the white man's dog barks at the red man's heels.
3. If I should leave the land of my fathers, whither shall I fly? Shall I go to the south, and dwell among the graves of the Pequots ? Shall I wander to the west?—the fierce Mohawkthe man-eater-is my foe. Shall I fly to the east?—the great water is before me. No, stranger: here I have lived, and here will I die; and, if here thou abidest, there is eternal war between me and thee.
4. Thou hast taught me thy arts of destruction ; for that alone I thank thee. And now take heed to thy steps; the red man is thy foe. When thou goest forth by day, my bullet shall whistle past thee; when thou liest down by night, my knife is at thy throat. The noonday sun shall not discover thy enemy, and the darkness of midnight shall not protect thy rest. Thu shalt plant in terror, and I will reap in blood; thou shalt sow the earth with corn, and I will strew it with ashes; thou shalt
forth with the sickle, and I will follow after with the scalping-knife; thou shalt build, and I will burn; till the white map or the Indian perish from the land.
THE COTTER'S SATURDAY NIGHT.
BY ROBERT BURNS.
2. Todlin, tottering. 2. Stacher, stagger. 2. Flichtering, fluttering. 2. Ingle, fireplace. 3. Belyve, by-and-by. 3. Tentie, careful. 4. Spiers, asks. 4. Uncos, strange things. 4. Gars, makes. 5. Eydent, diligent. 5. Jauk, to trifle. 6. Hafflins, half. 7. Blate, bashful. 7. Laithfu', sheepish., 7. Lave, the rest. 8. Hawkie, cow. 8. Hallan, partition-wall
. 8. Hain'd, kept. 8. Kebbuck, cheese. 8. Towmond, a twelve-month 8. Lint, Lax. 9. Lyart haffets, gray locks. 9. Wales, selects. 9. Beets, increases. 1. NOVEMBER chill blaws loud wi' angry sugh;
The shortening winter day is near a close;
The blackening trains o' craws to their repose ;
The toil-worn cotter frae his labor goes,
This night his weekly moil is at an end,
Hoping the morn in ease and rest to spend,
Beneath the shelter of an aged tree ;
To meet their dad, wi' flichterin' noise and glee.
His clean hearth-stane, his thriftie wifie's smile,
Does a' his weary, carking cares beguile,
Belyve the elder bairns come drappin' in,
At service out, amang the farmers roun’;
A cannie errand to a neebor town :
In youthfu' bloom, love sparkling in her e'e,
Or deposit her 'sair-won penny-fee,
An each for other's weelfare kindly spiers :
Each tells the uncos that he sees or hears.
Anticipation forward points the view.
Gars auld claes look amaist as weel's the new;
Their master's an' their mistress's command,
The younkers a' are warned to obey;
An'ne'er, tho' out o' sight, to jauk or play.
An' mind your duty, duly, morn and night!
Implore lis counsel and assisting might:
6. But, hark ! a rap comes gently to the door;
Jenny, wha kens the meaning o' the same,
To do some errands, and convoy her hame.
Sparkle in Jenny's e'e, and flush her cheek;
While Jenny haflins is afraid to speak; Weel pleased the mother hears, it's nae wild worthless rake. 7. Wi' kindly welcome Jenny brings him ben;
A strappan youth; he takes the mother's eye;
The father cracks of horses, pleughs, and kye.
But blate and laithfu', scarce can weel behave;
What makes the youth sae basbfu' and sae grave,Weel pleased to think her bairn's respected like the lave. 8. But now the supper crowns their simple board;
The halesome parritch, chief o’Scotia's food;
That 'yont the hallan snugly chows her cood;
To grace the lad, her weel-hain'd kebbuck fell,
The frugal wifie, garrulous, will tell,
They round the ingle form a circle wide;
The big ha’-Bible, ance his father's pride.
His lyart haffets wearin' thin an' bare ;
He wales a portion with judicious care; And “Let us worship God!” he says, with solemn air. 10. They chant their artless notes in simple guise ;
They tune their hearts, by far the noblest aim;
Or plaintive “Martyrs," worthy o' the name,
The sweetest far o' Scotia's holy lays :