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Pride is, indeed, a more accustom'd name
For love of grandeur, eminence, and fame;
But that of pleasure, that of gold betrays,
What inward principle it is that sways;
The rake's young dotage, and the miser's old,
One same enslaving love to self unfold.

If pride be thus the fountain of all vice,.
Whence must we say that virtue has its rise,
But from humility? And whence the sure
And certain sigh, that ever rises pure?
For pride itself will in its drefs appear,
When nothing touches that same self too near.

But when provok'd,---and say unjustly too,
Then pride disrobes; then what a huge ado!
Then, who can blame the pafsion of a pride
That has got reason,---reason on its side!
He's in the wrong, and I am in the right;
Resentment, come! Humility!---good night.

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THE ancient inhabitants of Canada, strictly speaking, were all savages. Nothing proves this better than the destiny of some Frenchmen, who first arrived in this part of the world; they were eaten by the people whom they pretended to humanize and polish.

New attempts were more successful. The savages were driven into the inner parts of the continent; treaties of peace, always ill observed, were concluded with them; -but the French found means to create in them wants, which made their yoke necessary to them. Their brandy and tobacco easily effected what their arms might have operated with greater difficulty. Confidence soon became mutual, and the forests of Canada were frequented with as much freedom by the new inmates, as by the natives.

These forests were often also resorted to by the mar ried and unmarried savage women, whom the meeting of a Frenchman put into no terrors. All these women, for the most part, are handsome, and certainly their beauty owes nothing to the embellishments of art: Much lefs has it any influence on their conduct. Their character is naturally mild, and flexible, their humour gay; they laugh: in the most agreeable and winning manner. They have a strong propensity to love; a propensity, which a maiden, in this country, may yield to, and always indulges without. scruple, and without fearing the least reproach. It is not so with a married woman: She must be entirely devoted to him she has married; and, what is not lefs worthy of notice, fhe punctually fulfils this duty.

An heroine of this clafs, and who was born among the Hurons, one day happened to wander in a forest that lay

contiguous to the grounds they inhabited. She was surpri sed by a French soldier, who did not trouble himself to inquire, whether he was a wife or a maiden. Besides, he found himself little disposed to respect the rights of a Huron hufband. The fhrieks of the young savage, in defending herself, brought to the same place the baron of St. Castins an officer in the troops of Canada. He had no difficulty to oblige the soldier to depart: But the person he so opportunely saved had so many engaging charms, that the soldier appeared excusable to him. Being himself tempted to sue for the reward of the good office he had just rendered, he pleaded his cause in a more gentle and insinuating manner than the soldier, but did not succeed better. "The friend that is before my eyes, hinders my seeing thee,” said the Huron woman to him. This is the savage phrase for exprefsing that a woman has a husband, and that she cannot be wanting in fidelity to him. This phrase is not a vain form; it contains a peremptory refusal; it is common to allthe women of those barbarous nations; and its force, the neigbourhood of the Europeans, and their example, were never able to diminish..

St. Castins, to whom the language and customs of the Hurons were familiar, saw immediately that he must drop all pretensions; and this persuasion recalled all his generosity. He therefore made no other advances, than to accompany the beautiful savage, whom chance alone had directed into the wood, and who was afraid of new renconters. As they pafsed on, he received all possible. marks of gratitude, except that which he at first requested. Some time after, St. Castins being insulted by a brother officer, killed him in a duel.

to the governor general of the was as absolute as vindictive.

This officer was nephew colony, and the governor St. Castins had no other

resource than to betake himself to fight. It was presu

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The desire of again seeing Azakia, whi of the savage he had rescued, contributed mine him in that choice. She knew imm liverer. Nothing could equal her joy at visit, and the declared it as ingenuously, a resisted his attacks. The savage whose w whose name was Ouabi, gave St. Castins the who acquainted him with the motive of his fi great spirit be praised for having brought the plied the Huron: "This body," added he, on his bosom, "will serve thee as a fhelter f this head-breaking hatchet will put to flight thy enemies. My hut shall be thine: Thou the bright star of the day appear, and leave thing being wanting to thee, or any thing bei thee."

St. Castins declared to him, that he abs to live as they did, that is, to bear a part in and their wars; to abide by their customs become a Huron; a resolution, which redo joy. This savage held the first rank among h was their grand chief-a dignity which his services had merited for him. There were

under him, and he offered one of the places who accepted of the rank only of a private w

The Hurons were then at war with the were intent on forming some enterprise agains Castins would fain make one in the expedition as a true Huron; but was dangerously wound brought back with great difficulty to Ouabi?

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kind of litter. At this sight, Azakia appeared overwhelm ed with grief; but instead of vain lamentation, the exerted all pofsible care and afsiduity to be of service to him. Though she had several slaves at command, fhe depended only on herself, for what might contribute to the relief of her guest. Her activity equalled her solicitude. One would have said, that it was a lover watching over the precious life of her beloved. Few could help drawing the most flattering consequences, on such an occasion and this was what St. Castins did. His desires and his hopes revived with his strength. One only point disconcerted his views, which was the services and attentions of Ouabi. Could he deceive him, without adding ingratitude to per fidy? "But," said St. Castins, arguing the case with himself," the good-natured Ouabi is but a savage, and he cannot be so scrupulous herein, as many of our good folks in Europe." This reason, which was no reason in fact, appeared very solid to the amorous Frenchman. He renewed his tender advances, and was surprised to meet with new refusals. "Stop! Celario," which was the savage name that was given to St. Castins; "Stop!" said Azakia to him; "the fhivers of the rod which I have broken with Ouabi, have not yet been reduced to afhes. A part remains still in his power, and another in mine. As long as they last, I am his, and cannot be thine." These words, spoken in 2 peremptory manner, quite disconcerted St. Castins. He dared not insist upon the matter farther, and fell into a melancholy reverie. Azakia was deeply affected by it. "What can I do?" said the to him; I cannot become thy companion, but by ceasing to be the companion of Ouabi; and I cannot quit Ouabi, without causing in him the same sorrow thou feelest in thyself. Answer me, has he deser yed it?"—"No!" cried out Celario, "no! He deserves to be intirely preferred before me; but I must abandon his


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