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puppy, that had been wallowing in the ashes. I took him in my arms, and he spoke to me these words, in the Indian tongue; “Mother, are you come ?":
40. I took him into into the wigwam with me, and ob. serving a number of Indian children in it, I distributed all the bread which I had reserved for my own child, among them all; otherwise I should have given great offence.
41. My little boy appeared to be very fond of his new mother, kept as near me as possible while I stayed; and when I told him I must go, he fell as if he had been knocked down with a club.
42. But having recommended him to the care of Him who made him, when the day was far spent, and the time would permit me to stay no longer, 1 de parted, you may well suppose, with a heavy load at my heart. The tidings I had received of the death of my youngest child had, a little before, been confirmed to me beyond a doubt; but I could not mourn so heartily for the deceased as for the living child.
43. When the winter broke up, we removed to St. John's; and through the ensuing summer, our principal residence was at po great distance from the fort at that place. In the mean time, however, my sister's husband having been out with a scouting party to some of the English settlements, had a drunken frolic at tbe fort, when he returned.
44. His wife, who never got drunk, but had often experienced the ill effects of her husband's intemperance, fearing what the consequence might prove, if he should come home in a morose and turbulent humour, to avoid his inso. lence, proposed that we should both retire, and keep out of the reach of it, until the storm abated.
45. We absconded accordingly; but so it happened, that I returned and ventured into his presence, before his wife had presumed to come nigh him. I found him in his wig. wam, and in a surly mood; and not being able tn revenge upon
his wife, wecause she was not at home, he laid hold of me, and hurried me to the fort; and, for a trifling consideration, sold me to a French gentleman whose name was Saccapee.
46. It is an ill wind certainly that blows. nobody aay good. I had been with the Indians a year lacking fourteen days; and, if not for my sister, yet for me, it was a lucky circumstance indeed, which thus at last, in an unexpected moment, snatched me out of their cruel hands, and placed me beyond the reach of their insolent power.
47. After my Indian master had disposed of me in the manner related above, and the moment of sober reffection had arrived, perceiving that the man who bought me had taken the advantage of him in an unguarded hour, his resentment began to kindle, and his indignation rose so high, that he threatened to kill me if he should meet me alone: or if he could not revenge himself thus, that he would set fire to the fort,
48. I was therefore secreted in an upper chamber, and the fort carefully guarded, until his wrath had time to cool. My service in the family, to which I was advanced, was perfect freedom, in comparison with what it had been among the barbarous Indians.
49. My new master and mistress were both as kind and generous towards me as I could reasonably expect. I seldom asked a favour of either of them, but it was readily granted. In consequence of which, I had it in my power, in many instances, to administer aid and refreshment to the pour prisoners of my own nation, who were brought into St. John's during my abode in the family of the abovementioned benevolent and hospitable Saccapce.
50. Yet even in this family such trials awaited me as I had little reason to expect; but stood in need of a large stock of prudence, to enable me to encounter them. In this I was greatly assisted by the governor, and Col. Schuyler, who was then a prisoner.
51. I was moreover under unspeakable obligations to the governor on another account. I had received intelligence from my daughter Mary, the purport of which was, that there was a prospect of her being shortly married to a young Indian of the tribe of St. Francois, with which tribe she had continued from the beginning of her captivity. These were heavy tidings, and added greatly to the poignancy of my other afflictions.
52. However, not long after I had heard this melancholy news, an opportunity presented of acquainting that humade and generous gentleman, the commander in chief
and my illustrious benefactor, with this affair also, who, in compassion for my sufferings, and to mitigate my sorrows, issued his orders in good time, and had my daughter taken away from the Indians, and conveyed to the same nunnery where her sister was then lodged, with his express injunction, that they should both of them together be well looked after, and carefully clucated, as his adopted children.
53. In this school of superstition and bigotry, they con. tinued while the war in those days between France and Great Britain lasted. At the conclusion of which war, the governor went home to France, took my oldest daughter along with him, and married her there to a French gentle. man, whose pame is Cron Lewis.
54. He was at Boston with the feet under Count de Estaing, (1778) and one of his clerks.. My other daughter still continuing in the nunnery, a considerable time had elapsed after my return from captivity, when I made a journey to Canada, resolving to use my best endeavours not to return without her.
:55. I arrived just in time to prevent her being sent to France. She was to have gone in the next vessel that sailed for that place. And I found it extremely difficult to prevail with her to quit the nunnery and go bome with me.
56. Yea, she absolutely refused; and all the persuasions and arguments I could use with her was to no effect, until after. I had been to the governor, and obtained a better from him to the superintendant of the nuns, in which he threaten: ed if my daughter should not be delivered immediately into my hands, or could not be prevailed with to submit to my parental authority, that he would send a band of sol. diers to assist me in bringing her away.
57. But so extremely bigoted was she to the customs and religion of the place, that after all, she left it with the greatest reluctance, and the most bitter lamentations, which she continued as we passed the streets, and wholly refused to be comtorted. My good friend, Major Small, whom we inet with on the way, tried all he could to console her; and was so very kind and obliging as to bear us company, and carry my daughter behind him on horseback.
58. But I have run on a little before my story; for I bave not yet informed you of the means and manner of my
ble; his 'looks are determined; his gait is stately, and his voice tremendous. In a word the body of the lion appears to be the best model of strength joined to agility.
14. As a proof that he is capable of exercising a generous and friendly disposition towards mankind, we have the following anecdote of one which was kept in the tower of London.
15. When this linn was confined in the den alone, an arcident happened to the lower part of it, which so impaired the wool work, that he could not be kept with safety; the carpenter was therefore called to repair it, who wisely stood at a distance, and would not approach the den for fear of the lion.
16. Upon this, one of the keepers stepped into the den, and engaged to keep the lion at the upper part of his house, while the carpenter was at work beneath. It happened, however, that the keeper, after playing some time with the lion, fell fast asleep.
17. The carpenter continued his work, without knowing the danger to which he was exposed; and when he had finished his work, called to the keeper to come down and fasten the door; but received 30 answer.
18. He then ran out of the den, and was greatly surpris. ed to see, through the grate, both the keeper and the lion stretched upon the floor, and sleeping together. He called to him again, but the keeper was too sound asleep to return any auswer.
19. The lion, however, reared up his frightful head, and after looking some time at the carpenter, threw his huge paw orer the keeper's breast, and laying his uose upon his head, again composed himself to rest.
20. The carpenter, already terrified with his own situation was still more alarmed when he saw the keeper thus encircled with the paws of the lion, and ran into the house for aid.
21. Some of the people came out, and having bolted the den door, which the carpenter had neglected in his precipitate retreat, they roused the keeper from his sleep, who, shaking the lion by the paw, took his leave; but the lion was too well bred to suffer his friend to go without some little ceremony or marks of esteem.
22. He first rubbed his great nose against the keeper's knees, and then held him by the coat, as if he would have said, “ Do stay a little longer;" and when he found that no entreaties could prevail, he courteously waited on him to the door.
STORY OF THE GRATEFOL TURK.
IT is too much to be lamented, that different nations frequently make bloody wars with each other; and when they take any of their enemies prisoners, instead of using them well and restoring them to liberty, they confine then in prisons, or sell them as slaves. The enmity that there has often been between many of the Italian states, particularly the Venetians and Turks, is sufficiently known.
2. It once happened that a Venetian ship had taken many of the Turks prisoners, and, according to the barbarous custom I have mentioned, these unhappy men had been sold to different persons in the city. By accident one of the slaves lived opposite to the house of a rich Venetian, who had an only son, of about the age of twelve years.
3. It happened that this little boy used frequently to stop as he passed near Hamet, for that was the name of the slave, and gaze at bim very attentively. Hamet, who remarked in the face of the child the appearance of good nature and compassion, used always to salute him with the greatest courtesy, and testified the greatest pleasure in his company.
4. At length the little boy took such a fancy to the slave, that he used to visit bim several times in the day and brought him such little presents as he had it in his power to make, and which he thought would be of use to his friend.
5. But though Hamet seemed always to take the greatest delight in the innocent caresses of his little friend, yet the child could not help remarking that Hamet was frequently extremely sorrowful; and he often surprised him on a sudden, when tears were trickling down bis face, although he did his utmost to conceal them.