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sports, guns, belts, bonfires, and illuminations, from one end of the continent to the other, from this time forward forever. Yon will think me transported with enthusiasm, but I am not. I am well aware of the toil, and blood, and treasure, that it will cost to maintain this Declaration, and support and defend these States; yet, through all the gloom, I can see the rays of light' and glory. I can see that the end is worth more than all the means; and that posterity will triumph, although you and I may rue, — which, I hope, we shall not." John Sergeant.

CLXXVIII.—THE NORTH AMERICAN INDIANS AMONG THEMSELVES.

1. Hoping to reach the camp of the rangers before nightfall, we pushed on until twilight, when we were obliged to halt on the borders of a ravine. The rangers bivouacked" under trees, at the bottom of the dell, while we pitched our tent on a rocky knoll near a running stream. The night came on dark and overcast, with flying clouds, and much appearance of rain. The fires of the rangers burnt brightly in the dell, and threw strong masses of light upon the robber-looking groups that were cooking, eating, and drinking, around them.

2. To add to the wildness of the scene, several Osage Indians, visitors from the village we had passed, were mingled among the men. Throe of them came and seated themselves by our fire. They watched everything that was going on round them, in silence, and looked like figures of monumental bronze. We gave them food, and, what they most relished, coffee; for the Indians partake in the universal fondness for this beverage, which pervades the West. When they had made their supper, they stretched themselves, side by side, before the fire, and began a low nasal chant, drumming with their hands upon their breasts by way of accompaniment.

3. Their chant seemed to consist of regular staves, every one terminating, not in a melodious cadence, but in the abrupt interjection, huh! uttered almost like a hiccup. The chant related, to ourselves, our appearance, our treatment of them, and all that they knew of our plans. This mode of improvising" is common throughout the savage tribes ; .and in this way, with a few simple inflections of the voice, they chant all their exploits in war iind hunting, and occasionally indulge in a vein of comio humor and dry satire, to which the Indians appear to me inuoh more prone than is generally imagined.

4. In fact, the Indians that I have had an opportunity of Beeing in real life are quite different from those described in poetry. They are by no means the stoics" that they are represented; taciturn, unbending, without a tear or a smile. Taciturn they are, it is true, when in company with white men, whose good will they distrust, and whose language they do not understand; but the white man is equally taciturn under like circumstances. When the Indians are among themselves, however, there cannot be greater gossips. Half their time is taken up in talking over their adventures in war and hunting, and in telling whimsical stories.

5. They are great mimics and buffoons, also, and entertain themselves excessively at the expense of the whites with whom they have associated, and who have supposed them impressed with profound respect for their grandeur and dignity. They are curious observers, noting everything in silence, but with a keen and watchful eye; occasionally exchanging a glanie or a grunt with each other, when anything particularly strikes them, but reserving all comments until they are alone. Then it is that they give full scope to criticism, satire, mimicry, and mirth.

6. In the course of my journey along the frontier, I have had repeated opportunities of noticing their excitability and boisterous merriment at their games; and have occasionally noticed a group of Osages sitting round a fire until a late hour of the night, engaged in the most animated Conversation, and at times making the woods resound with peals of laughter. As to tears, they have them in abundance, both real and affected; at times they make a merit of them. No one weeps more bitterly or profusely at the death of a relative or friend; and they have stated times when they repair to howl and lament at their gravjs. As far as I can judge, the Indian of poetical fiction is like the shepherd of pastoral romance, a mere personification of imaginary attributes. Irvino

CLXXIX. — DRAMATIC EXTRACTS. 1 Effect Of Oratorv On A Multitude. Rev. George Croly. His words seemed oracles

That pierced their bosoms; and each man would turn,
** And gaze in wonder on'his neighbor's face,
That with the like dumb wonder answered him:
Then some would weep, some shout, some, deeper touched,
Keep down the cry with motion of their hands,
In fear but to have lost a syllable.

The evening camo, yet there the people stood,
As if't were noon, and they the marble sea,
Sleeping without a wave. You could have heard
The beating of your pulses while he spoke.

2. Soliloquv Op Van Artevelde. Henry Taylor

Say that I fall not in this enterprise, —
Still must my life bo full of hazardous turns,
And they that house with me must ever live
In imminent peril of some evil fate. —
Make fast the doors; heap wood upon the fire;
Draw in your stools, and pass the goblet round.
And be the prattling voice of children heard.

Now let us make good cheer But what is thi \

Do I not see, or do I dream I see,

A form that midmost in the circle sits

Half visible, his face deformed with scars,

And foul with blood t — O! yes, — I know it — there

Sits Danger with his feet upon the hearth!

The dweller in the mountains, on whose ear
The accustomed cataract thunders unobserved, —
The seaman, who sleeps sound upas the deck,
Nor hears the loud lamenting of the blast,
Nor heeds the weltering of the plangent" wave, —
These have not lived more undisturbed than I.
But build not upon this; the swollen stream
May shake the cottage of the mountaineer,
And drive him forth; the seaman, roused at length,
Leaps from his slumber on the wave-washed deck;
And now the time comes fast when here in Ghent
He who would live exempt from injuries
Of armed men must be himself in arms.
This time is near for all, — nearer for me.
I will not wait upon necessity,
And leave myself no choice of vantage-ground,
But rather meet the times where best I may,
And mould and fashion them as best I can.

3. Innocence.

Whence learned she this'! O, she was innocent!
And to be innocent is Nature's wisdomii
The fledge-dove knows the prowlers of fne air,
Feared soon as seen, and nutters back to shelter
And the young steed recoils upon his Ijaunches,
The never yet seen adder's hiss first heard.
O, surer than suspicion's hundred eyes
Is that fine sense which to the pure in heart
By mere oppug'nancy of their own goodness
Reveals the approach of evil.

CLXXXI. — LITERATURE OF THE ANCIENT HEBREWS.

1. In no respect does the Hebrew nation appear to greater advantage than when viewed in the light of their sublime compositions. Nor is this remark confined simply to the style or mechanism qf their writings, which is nevertheless allowed by the best judges to possess many merits; it may be extended more especially to the exalted nature of their subjects, — the works, the attributes, and the purposes of Jehovah. The poets of pagan 'antiquity, on the other hand, excite by their descriptions of divine

things our ridicule or disgust, j 2. Even the most approved of their order exhibit repulsive f, images of their deities, and suggest the grossest ideas in connection with the principles and enjoyments which prevail among the inhabitants of Olympus. But the contemporaries of David, inferior in many things to the ingenious people who listened to the strains of Homer and of Virgil, are remarkable for their elevated conceptions of the Supreme Being as the Creator and Governor of the world, not less thas for the suitable terms in which they give utterance to their exalted thoughts.

. 3. In no other country but Judea, at that early period, were ; * such sentiments as the following either expressed or fejt: "0 Jehovah, our Lord, how excellent. .i*,-thy&iSiliiSfc *M We earth,

%y^olf^MfSr fl^sr;impor1Snt-iooTO honor, our Constitution, and our religion, demands the most solemn and effectual inquiry. And I again call upon your Lordships, and the united powers of the State, to examine it thoroughly and decisively, and to stamp upon it an indelible stigma of the public abhorrence. And I again implore those holy prelates of our religion to do away those iniquities from among us. Let them perform a lustration; let them purify this House and this country from this sin. My Lords, I am old and weak, and at present unable to say more; but my feelings and my indignation were too strong to have said less. I could not have slept this night in my bed, or have reposed my head on my pillow, without giving* this vent to my eternal abhorrence of such preposterous and enormous.principles.

6. This, my Lords, is a perilous and tremendous moment. It is no time for adulation. The smoothness of flattery cannot save us, in this rugged and awful crisis. It is now necessary to instruct the Throne, in the language of Truth. We must, if possible, dispel the delusion and darkness which envelop it; and display, in its full danger and genuine colors, the ruin which is

The evening came, yet there the people stood,
As if't were noon, and they the marble sea,
Sleeping without a wave. You could have heard
The beating of your pulses while he spoke.

2. Soliloquy; Of Van Artevelne.Henry Taylor

Say that I fall not in this enterprise, —
Still must my life be full of hazardous turns,
And they that house with me must ever live
In imminent peril of some evil fate. —
Make fast the doors; heap wood upon the fire;
Draw in your stools, and pass the goblet round.
And be the prattling voice of children heard.

Now let us make good cheer But what is this \

Do I not see, or do I dream I see,

A form that midmost in the circle sits

Half visible, his face deformed with scars,

And foul with blood! — O! yes, — I know it — there

Sits Danger with his feet upan the hearth!

The dweller in the mountains, on whose ear
The accustomed cataract thunders unobserved, —
The seaman, who sleeps sound upm the deck,
Nor hears the loud lamenting of the blast,
Nor heeds the weltering of the plangent" wave, —
These have not lived more undisturbed than I.
But build not upon this; the swollen stream

-t,M\1ir yhalraAha pnftqim. (if the mountaineer.

digmty or enect!

8. My Lords, this ruinous and ignominious situation, where we cannot act with success nor suffer with honor, ealls upon us to remonstrate in the strongest and loudest language of truth, to rescue the ear of Majesty from the delusions which surround it. You cannot, I venture to say it, you Cannot conquer America. What is your present situation there? We do not know the worst; but we know that in three campaigns we have done nothing and suffered much. You may swell every expense, and strain every effort, still more extravagantly; accumulate everj assistance you can beg or borrow; traffic and barter with every little pitiful German Prince, that sells and sends his. subjects to the shambles of a foreign country: your efforts are forever vain and impotent, — doubly so from this mercenary aid on which you rely; for it irritates to an incurable resentment the minds of your enemies, to overrun them with the sordid sons of rapine and of plunder, devoting them and their possessions to the rapacity of hireling cruelty! If I were an American, as I am an Englishman, while a foreign troop was landed in my country I never would lay down my arms! — never! never! never!

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