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  Thenaturalprincipleofwaristodothemostharmtoourenemy

  withtheleastharmtoourselves;andthisofcourseistobeeffected

  bystratagem。Thatchivalrouscouragewhichinducesustodespise

  thesuggestionsofprudence,andtorushinthefaceofcertain

  danger,istheoffspringofsociety,andproducedbyeducation。It

  ishonorable,becauseitisinfactthetriumphofloftysentiment

  overaninstinctiverepugnancetopain,andoverthoseyearningsafter

  personaleaseandsecurity,whichsocietyhascondemnedasignoble。It

  iskeptalivebyprideandthefearofshame;andthusthedreadof

  realevilisovercomebythesuperiordreadofanevilwhichexists

  butintheimagination。Ithasbeencherishedandstimulatedalsoby

  variousmeans。Ithasbeenthethemeofspirit—stirringsongand

  chivalrousstory。Thepoetandminstrelhavedelightedtoshedround

  itthesplendorsoffiction;andeventhehistorianhasforgotten

  thesobergravityofnarration,andbrokenforthintoenthusiasmand

  rhapsodyinitspraise。Triumphsandgorgeouspageantshavebeenits

  reward:monuments,onwhicharthasexhausteditsskill,and

  opulenceitstreasures,havebeenerectedtoperpetuateanation’s

  gratitudeandadmiration。Thusartificiallyexcited,couragehasrisen

  toanextraordinaryandfactitiousdegreeofheroism:andarrayedin

  alltheglorious\"pompandcircumstanceofwar,\"thisturbulent

  qualityhasevenbeenabletoeclipsemanyofthosequiet,but

  invaluablevirtues,whichsilentlyennoblethehumancharacter,and

  swellthetideofhumanhappiness。

  Butifcourageintrinsicallyconsistsinthedefianceofdanger

  andpain,thelifeoftheIndianisacontinualexhibitionofit。He

  livesinastateofperpetualhostilityandrisk。Periland

  adventurearecongenialtohisnature;orratherseemnecessaryto

  arousehisfacultiesandtogiveaninteresttohisexistence。

  Surroundedbyhostiletribes,whosemodeofwarfareisbyambushand

  surprisal,heisalwayspreparedforfight,andliveswithhisweapons

  inhishands。Astheshipcareersinfearfulsinglenessthroughthe

  solitudesofocean;—asthebirdminglesamongcloudsandstorms,

  andwingsitsway,amerespeck,acrossthepathlessfieldsofair;—

  sotheIndianholdshiscourse,silent,solitary,butundaunted,

  throughtheboundlessbosomofthewilderness。Hisexpeditionsmayvie

  indistanceanddangerwiththepilgrimageofthedevotee,orthe

  crusadeoftheknight—errant。Hetraversesvastforests,exposedto

  thehazardsoflonelysickness,oflurkingenemies,andpiningfamine。

  Stormylakes,thosegreatinlandseas,arenoobstaclestohis

  wanderings:inhislightcanoeofbarkhesports,likeafeather,on

  theirwaves,anddarts,withtheswiftnessofanarrow,downthe

  roaringrapidsoftherivers。Hisverysubsistenceissnatchedfrom

  themidstoftoilandperil。Hegainshisfoodbythehardshipsand

  dangersofthechase:hewrapshimselfinthespoilsofthebear,

  thepanther,andthebuffalo,andsleepsamongthethundersofthe

  cataract。

  NoheroofancientormoderndayscansurpasstheIndianinhis

  loftycontemptofdeath,andthefortitudewithwhichhesustains

  itscruellestinfliction。Indeedweherebeholdhimrisingsuperiorto

  thewhiteman,inconsequenceofhispeculiareducation。Thelatter

  rushestogloriousdeathatthecannon’smouth;theformercalmly

  contemplatesitsapproach,andtriumphantlyenduresit,amidstthe

  variedtormentsofsurroundingfoesandtheprotractedagoniesof

  fire。Heeventakesaprideintauntinghispersecutors,andprovoking

  theiringenuityoftorture;andasthedevouringflamespreyonhis

  veryvitals,andthefleshshrinksfromthesinews,heraiseshislast

  songoftriumph,breathingthedefianceofanunconqueredheart,and

  invokingthespiritsofhisfatherstowitnessthathedieswithout

  agroan。

  Notwithstandingtheobloquywithwhichtheearlyhistorianshave

  overshadowedthecharactersoftheunfortunatenatives,somebright

  gleamsoccasionallybreakthrough,whichthrowadegreeof

  melancholylustreontheirmemories。Factsareoccasionallytobe

  metwithintherudeannalsoftheeasternprovinces,which,though

  recordedwiththecoloringofprejudiceandbigotry,yetspeakfor

  themselves;andwillbedweltonwithapplauseandsympathy,when

  prejudiceshallhavepassedaway。

  InoneofthehomelynarrativesoftheIndianwarsinNewEngland,

  thereisatouchingaccountofthedesolationcarriedintothetribe

  ofthePequodIndians。Humanityshrinksfromthecold—bloodeddetail

  ofindiscriminatebutchery。Inoneplacewereadofthesurprisalof

  anIndianfortinthenight,whenthewigwamswerewrappedin

  flames,andthemiserableinhabitantsshotdownandslainin

  attemptingtoescape,\"allbeingdespatchedandendedinthecourseof

  anhour。\"Afteraseriesofsimilartransactions,\"oursoldiers,\"as

  thehistorianpiouslyobserves,\"beingresolvedbyGod’sassistanceto

  makeafinaldestructionofthem,\"theunhappysavagesbeinghunted

  fromtheirhomesandfortresses,andpursuedwithfireandsword,a

  scanty,butgallantband,thesadremnantofthePequodwarriors,with

  theirwivesandchildren,tookrefugeinaswamp。

  Burningwithindignation,andrenderedsullenbydespair;with

  heartsburstingwithgriefatthedestructionoftheirtribe,and

  spiritsgalledandsoreatthefanciedignominyoftheirdefeat,

  theyrefusedtoasktheirlivesatthehandsofaninsultingfoe,

  andpreferreddeathtosubmission。

  Asthenightdrewontheyweresurroundedintheirdismalretreat,

  soastorenderescapeimpracticable。Thussituated,theirenemy

  \"pliedthemwithshotallthetime,bywhichmeansmanywerekilled

  andburiedinthemire。\"Inthedarknessandfogthatprecededthe

  dawnofdaysomefewbrokethroughthebesiegersandescapedinto

  thewoods:\"therestwerelefttotheconquerors,ofwhichmanywere

  killedintheswamp,likesullendogswhowouldrather,intheir

  self—willednessandmadness,sitstillandbeshotthrough,orcut

  topieces,\"thanimploreformercy。Whenthedaybrokeuponthis

  handfulofforlornbutdauntlessspirits,thesoldiers,wearetold,

  enteringtheswamp,\"sawseveralheapsofthemsittingclosetogether,

  uponwhomtheydischargedtheirpieces,ladenwithtenortwelve

  pistolbulletsatatime,puttingthemuzzlesofthepiecesunder

  theboughs,withinafewyardsofthem;soas,besidesthosethatwere

  founddead,manymorewerekilledandsunkintothemire,andnever

  weremindedmorebyfriendorfoe。

  Cananyonereadthisplainunvarnishedtale,withoutadmiringthe

  sternresolution,theunbendingpride,theloftinessofspirit,that

  seemedtonervetheheartsoftheseself—taughtheroes,andtoraise

  themabovetheinstinctivefeelingsofhumannature?WhentheGauls

  laidwastethecityofRome,theyfoundthesenatorsclothedin

  theirrobes,andseatedwithsterntranquillityintheircurule

  chairs;inthismannertheysuffereddeathwithoutresistanceor

  evensupplication。Suchconductwas,inthem,applaudedasnobleand

  magnanimous;inthehaplessIndianitwasreviledasobstinateand

  sullen!Howtrulyarewethedupesofshowandcircumstance!How

  differentisvirtue,clothedinpurpleandenthronedinstate,from

  virtue,nakedanddestitute,andperishingobscurelyinawilderness!

  ButIforbeartodwellonthesegloomypictures。Theeastern

  tribeshavelongsincedisappeared;theforeststhatshelteredthem

  havebeenlaidlow,andscarceanytracesremainoftheminthe

  thickly—settledstatesofNewEngland,exceptinghereandtherethe

  Indiannameofavillageorastream。Andsuchmust,sooneror

  later,bethefateofthoseothertribeswhichskirtthefrontiers,

  andhaveoccasionallybeeninveigledfromtheirforeststominglein

  thewarsofwhitemen。Inalittlewhile,andtheywillgotheway

  thattheirbrethrenhavegonebefore。Thefewhordeswhichstill

  lingerabouttheshoresofHuronandSuperior,andthetributary

  streamsoftheMississippi,willsharethefateofthosetribesthat

  oncespreadoverMassachusettsandConnecticut,andlordeditalong

  theproudbanksoftheHudson;ofthatgiganticracesaidtohave

  existedonthebordersoftheSusquehanna;andofthosevarious

  nationsthatflourishedaboutthePotomacandtheRappahannock,and

  thatpeopledtheforestsofthevastvalleyofShenandoah。Theywill

  vanishlikeavaporfromthefaceoftheearth;theirveryhistory

  willbelostinforgetfulness;and\"theplacesthatnowknowthemwill

  knowthemnomoreforever。\"Orif,perchance,somedubiousmemorial

  ofthemshouldsurvive,itmaybeintheromanticdreamsofthe

  poet,topeopleinimaginationhisgladesandgroves,likethefauns

  andsatyrsandsylvandeitiesofantiquity。Butshouldheventureupon

  thedarkstoryoftheirwrongsandwretchedness;shouldhetellhow

  theywereinvaded,corrupted,despoiled,drivenfromtheirnative

  abodesandthesepulchresoftheirfathers,huntedlikewildbeasts

  abouttheearth,andsentdownwithviolenceandbutcherytothe

  grave,posteritywilleitherturnwithhorrorandincredulityfromthe

  tale,orblushwithindignationattheinhumanityoftheir

  forefathers。—\"Wearedrivenback,\"saidanoldwarrior,\"untilwecan

  retreatnofarther—ourhatchetsarebroken,ourbowsaresnapped,our

  firesarenearlyextinguished:—alittlelonger,andthewhiteman

  willceasetopersecuteus—forweshallceasetoexist!\"

  THEEND

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