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herself, and does not hesitate, when thereto constrained, to leave her father, and trust for protection to that respect which was awakened alike by her high birth and high character among the whole Indian race. It is certainly a remarkable combination which we see in her, of gentleness and sweetness with strength of mind, decision, and firm consistency of purpose, and would be so in any female, reared under the most favorable influences.
The lot of Pocahontas may be considered a happy one, notwithstanding the pang which her affectionate nature must have felt, in being called so early to part from her husband and child. It was her good fortune to be the instrument, in the hand of Providence, for bringing about a league of peace and amity between her own nation and the English - a consummation most agreeable to her taste and feelings. The many favors, which she bestowed upon the colonists, were by them gratefully acknowledged, and obtained for her a rich harvest of attentions in England. Her name and deeds have not been suffered to pass out of the minds of men, nor are they discerned only by the glimmering light of tradition. Captain Smith has repaid the vast debt of gratitude which he owed her, by the immortality which his eloquent and feeling pen has given her. Who has not heard the beautiful story of her heroism? and who, that has heard it, has not felt his heart throb quick with generous admiration? She has become one of the darlings of history, and her name is as familiar as a household word to the numerous and powerful descendants of the "feeble folk" whom she protected and befriended.
Her own blood flows in the veins of many honorable families, who trace back with pride their descent from this daughter of a despised people. She has been a powerful, though silent, advocate in behalf of the race to which she belonged. Her deeds have covered a multitude of their sins, When disgusted with numerous recitals of their cruelty and treachery, and about to pass an unfavorable judgment in
our minds upon the Indian character, at the thought of Poca-
Plea for the Red Man.
I VENERATE the Pilgrim's cause,
We seek our God in prayer;
Note to Teachers. - The above table is designed to exercise the voice upon the vowel elements. The class should occasionally utter them in concert, thus: à, à, à, â; è, ẻ; &c. The words are placed opposite the letters merely to denote their sounds. This is a useful exercise, and should be often repeated.
The elementary sound of a vowel may be ascertained, by pronouncing a word containing it in a slow, drawling manner. Notice the sound of the vowel as it issues from the mouth, and then utter - it by itself with great suddenness and force.
Freedom, the self-same freedom we adore,
He saw the cloud, ordained to grow, And burst upon his hills in woe; He saw his people withering by, Beneath th' invader's evil eye; Strange feet were trampling on his father's bones; At midnight hour he woke to gaze Upon his happy cabin's blaze,
And listen to his children's dying groans.
He saw, and, maddening at the sight,
And was this savage? Say,
Who struggled through
Young Freedom's trial day,
This every heart with vengeance thrilled,
From mound to mound
The word went round-
Ye mothers, too, breathe ye no sigh
Are all your own dark hours forgot,
Your pangs, as from yon mountain spot,*
As round your knees your children's children hang,
In pride, in all the pride of woe,
Ye tell of them, the brave laid low,
In pride, the pride of triumph then,
And ye, this holy place who throng,
And bid th' exulting song
Sound their great names from year to year;
Though every hill a sepulchre should yawn,-
Alas for them! their day is o'er;
* Bunker Hill.
No more for them the wild deer bounds;
O, doubly lost! Oblivion's shadows close
There sage and bard have shed a light
E'en we, who then were nothing, kneel,
To save his own, or serve another race;
Or give him with the past a rank;
Cold, with the beast he slew, he sleeps;
No crowds throng round, no anthem-notes ascend,