_The following beautiful, simple, energetic, and affecting SPEECH
was made by LOGAN, Chief of the Shawanesses, in the Year 1774, to
Lord Dunmore, Governor of the Province of Virginia._
I now ask of every white man whether he hath ever entered the cottage of
Logan, when pressed with hunger, and been refused food; or, whether
coming naked and shivering with cold, Logan hath not given him something
to cover himself with? During the course of the late war, so long and so
bloody, Logan hath remained quiet upon his mat, wishing to be the
advocate of peace. Yes, such is my attachment for white men, that even
those of my nation, when they passed by me, pointed at me, saying,
_Logan is a friend to white men_. I had even thoughts of living amongst
you; but that was before the injury received from one of you. Last
summer Colonel Cressop massacred in cold blood, and without any
provocation, all the relations of Logan, without sparing either his wife
or his children. There is not now one drop of my blood in the veins of
any human creature existing. This is what has excited my revenge. I have
sought it; I have killed several of your people, and my hatred is
appeased. I rejoice to see the prospect of peace brighten upon my
country. But do not imagine my joy is instigated by fear. Logan knows
not what fear is. He will never turn his back in order to save his life.
But, alas! no one remains to mourn for Logan when he shall be no more.
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