for Weft.India productions might be diminished; the planta tions in the islands would not need fresh recruits from Africa; the planters would treat with humanity their remaining blacks; the market for flaves would become lefs inviting; and the na vigation which is now employed in the most pernicious fpecies of commerce which ever difgraced humanity, would be turned into fome other channel.

20. Were I to form a picture of happy fociety, it would be a town confting of a due mixture of hill, valties and ftreams of water. The land well fenced and cultivated; the roads and bridges in good repair; a decent inn for the refreshment of travellers, and for public entertainments. The inhabitants moftly husbandmen; their wives and daughters domestic man ufacturers; a fuitable proportion of handicraft workmen, and two or three traders: a physician and lawyer, each of whom fhould have a farm for his fupport.

21. A clergyman of good understanding, of a candid difpo fition and exemplary morals; not a metaphysical for a pelemic, but a ferious and practical preacher. A fchool.matter who should understand his business, and teach his pupils to govern themfelves. A focial library, annually increafing, and under good regulation.

22. A club of fenfible men, feeking mutual improvement. A decent mufical fociety. No intriguing politician, horfe jockey, gambler or fot; but all fuch character treated with contempt. Such a fituation may be confider as the most fa vorable to focial happiness of any which this world can afford.

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CONJUGAL AFFECTION.

BARON HALLER ON THE DEATH OF HIS WIFE.

From "Curiofities of Literature." 1. SHALL I fing thy death, Marianne? What a theme! When my fighs interrupt my words, and one idea fies before the other! The pleasures thou didst bestow on me, now augment my forrows. I open the wounds of a heart that yet bleeds, and thy death is renovated to me.

2. But my paffion was too violent-thou didst merit it too well and thine image is too deeply engraven on my foul, to permit me to be filent. The expreffions of thy love revivify, in fome degree, my felicity; they afford me a tender recollection of our faithful union, as a remembrance thou wouldst have left to me.

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3. These are not lines dictated by wit; the artificial com

plaints of a poet. They They are pertubed fighs which escape from a heart not fufficient for its anguish. Yes I am going to paint my troubled foul, affected by love and grief, that only occupied by the moft diftreffing images, wanders in a labyrinth of affliction.

4. I fee thee yet, fuch as thou waft at death. 1 approached thee, touched by the moit lively defpair. Thou didft call back thy laft ftrength to exprefs one word, which I yet afked from thee. O foul, fraught with the pureft fentiments, thou didst only appear difturbed for my afflictions; thy laft expreffions were only thofe of love and tenderness; and thy last actions only thofe of refignation

5. Whither fhall I fly? Where fhall I find in this country, an afylum, which only offers to me objects of terror! This houfe in which I loft thee: this facred dome in which repofe thy afhes; these children-Ah! my blood chills at the view of thofe tender images of thy beauty, whofe artlefs voices call for their mother.-Whither fhall I fly? Why cannot Lfly to thee? 6. Does not my heart owe thee the fincereft tears? Here thou haft no other friend but me. It was I who fnatched the from the bofom of thy family; thou didst quit them to follow me. I deprived thee of a country where thou waft loved by relatives who cherished thee, to conduct thee, alas, to the tomb!

7. In thofe fad adieus with which thy fifter embraced thee, while the country gradually fading from our eyes, fhe loft our laft glances; then with a foftened kindnefs, mingled with a tender refignation, thou didst fay, I depart with tranquility; what can I regret? My Haller accompanies me.

8. Can I recollect without tears the day that united me to thee. Yet even now foftened pleasure, mingles with my for rows and rapture with my affliction. How tenderly loved thy heart! that heart which could forget every thing, birth, beauty and wealth! and which, notwithstanding the avowal I made of my fortune, only valued me for my fentiments.

9. Soon thou didst refign thy youth, and quit the world to be entirely mine! Superior to ordinary virtue, thou waft only beautiful for me. Thy heart was alone attached to mine: carelefs of thy fate thou waft alone troubled with my ligheft forrows, and enraptured with a glance that expreffed content.

10. A will, detached from the vanity of the world, and refigned to heaven: content and a fweet tranquility, that neither

joy nor grief could disturb; wisdom in the education of thy children; a heart overflowing with tenderness, yet free from weakness; a heart made to foothe my forrows; it was this that formed my pleasures, and that forms my griefs.

II. And thus I loved thee-more than the world could believe-more that I knew myfelf. How often in embracing. thee with ardor, has my heart thought, with trembling, Ah! If I fhould lofe her! How often have I wept in fecret!

12. Yes, my grief will last, even when time fhall have dried my tears; the heart knows other tears than thofe which cover the face. The first flame of my youth, the fadly pleafing recol lection of thy tendernefs, the admiration of thy virtue, are an eternal debt for my heart.

13. In the depth of the thickest woods, under the green fhade of the beach, where none will witnefs my complaints, I will feek for thy amiable image, and nothing fhal diftract my recollection. There I fhall fee thy graceful mien, by faunefs when I parted from thee, thy tenderness when I embraced thee, thy joy at my return.

14. In the fublime abodes of the celestial regions I will fol low thee; I will feek for thee beyond the stars that roll beneath thy feet. It is there that thy innocence will fhine in the fplen dor of heavenly light; it is there that with new trength thy foul fhall enlarge its ancient boundaries.

15. It is there that accuftoming thyfelf to the light of divi nity, thou findeft thy felicity in its councils; and that thou mingleft thy voice with the angelic choir, and a prayer in my favor. There thou learneft the utility of my affliction. God unfolds to thee the volume of fate; theu readeft his defigns in our feparation, and the clofe of my career.

16. O foul of perfection, which I loved with fuch ardor, but which I think I loved not enough, how amiable art thou in the celeftial fplendor that environs thee! A lively hope elevates me: refufe not thyfelf to my vows ; open thy arms, I fly to be united eternally with thee,

STORY OF LOGAN, A MINGO CHIEF. 1. N the fpring of the year 1774, a robbery and murder were

by two Indians of the Shawanese tribe. The neighboring whites, according to their cuftom, widertook to punish this strage in a fummary way. Colonel Crefap, a man infamous

for the many murders he had committed on those much injured people, collected a party, and proceeded down the Kanhaway in quet of vengeance.

2. Unfortunately, a canoe of women and children, with one man only, was feen coming from the oppofite fhore, unarmed, and unfufpecting any hoftile attack from the whites. Crefap and his party concealed themselves on the bank of the river; and the moment the canoe reached the fhore fingled out their objects, and at one fire killed every perfon in it.

3. This happened to be the family of Logan, who had long been diftinguished as a friend of the whites. This unworthy return provoked his vengeance. He accordingly fignalized himfelf in the war which enfued.

4. In the autumn of the fame year, a decifive battle was fought at the month of the great Kanhaway, between the collected forces of the Shawanefe, Mingoes and Delawares, and a detachment of the Virginia militia, The Indians were defeated and fued for peace.

5. Logan, however, difdained to be feen among the fuppli ants; but, left the fincerity of a treaty fhould be difturbed, from which fo diflinguifhed a chief abfented himself, he fent by a meffenger the following fpeech, to be delivered to Lord Eunmore.

6. I appeal to any white man to fay if ever he entered Lo gan's cabin hungry, and he gave him no meat; if ever he came cold and naked, and he clothed him not. During the laft long and bloody war, Logan remained idle in his cabin, an advocate 'for peace.

7. "Such was my love for the whites, that my countrymen pointed as they paffed by, and faid, Logan is the friend of whitemen. I had even thought to have lived with you, had it not been for the injuries of one man. Colonel Crefap, the laft fpring, in cold blood, and unprovoked, murdered all the rela tions of Logan, not even Iparing my women and children.

8. "There runs not a drop of my blood in the veins of any living creature. This called on me for revenge. I have fought it; have killed many; I have fully gutted my vengeance. For my country I rejoice at the beams of peace; but do not harbor 2 2 thought that mine is the joy of fear. Logan never felt fear. He will not turn on his heel to fave his life. Who is there to mourn for Logan? Not one."

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I.

WHE

WEBSTER'S

SPEECH of a SCYTHIAN AMBASSADOR to ALEXANDER, HEN the Scythian Ambaffadors waited on Alexander the Great, they gazed on him a long time with out fpeaking a word, being very probably furprifed, as they formed a judgment of men from their air and ftature, to find that his did not answer the high idea they entertained of him from his fame.

2. At last the oldeft of the Ambaffadors addre fled him thus. "Had the gods given thee a' body proportionable to thy am bition, the whole universe would have been too little for thee. With one hand thou wouldst touch the Eaft, and, with the other the Weft; and, not fatisfied with this, thou wouldft follow the fun, and know where he hides himself.

3. But what have we to do with thee? We never fet foot in thy country. May not thofe who inhabit woods be allowed to live, without knowing who thou art, and whence thou comeft? We will neither command over, nor fubmit to any man.

4. And that thou mayeft be fenfible what kind of people thee Scythians are, know, that we received from heaven, as a rich prefent, a yoke of oxen, a ploughshare, a dart, a javelin and a cup. These we make use of, both with our friends and against our enemies.

5. To our friends we give corn, which we procure by the labor of our oxen; with them we offer wine to the gods in our cup; and great regard to our enemies, we combat them at a diftance with our arrows, and near at hand with our javelins.

6. But thou, who boafteft thy coming to extirpate robbers, art thyself the greatest robber upon earth. Thou haft plundered all nations thou overcameft; thou haft poffeffed thy felf of Ly. bia, invaded Syria, Perfia, and Bactrianna; thou art forming a design to march as far as India, and now thou comest hither to feize upon our herds of cattle,

7. The great poffeffions thou haft, only make thee cover the more eagerly what thou haft not. If thou art a god, thou oughteft to do good to mortals, and not deprive them of their poffeffions.

8. If thou art a mere man, reflect always on what thou art. They whom thou shalt not moleft will be thy true friends the ftrongest friendships being contracted between equals; and they are efteemed equals who have not tried their strength a gainst each other. But do not fuppofe that those whom thow conquereft can love thee,"