In the moments of our philanthropy we often talk of an indulgent

nature, a kind parent, who for the benefit of mankind has taken

singular pains to vary the genera of plants, fruits, grain, and the

different productions of the earth; and has spread peculiar

blessings in each climate. This is undoubtedly an object of

contemplation which calls forth our warmest gratitude; for so

singularly benevolent have those parental intentions been, that

where barrenness of soil or severity of climate prevail, there she

has implanted in the heart of man, sentiments which overbalance

every misery, and supply the place of every want. She has given to

the inhabitants of these regions, an attachment to their savage

rocks and wild shores, unknown to those who inhabit the fertile

fields of the temperate zone. Yet if we attentively view this globe,

will it not appear rather a place of punishment, than of delight?

And what misfortune! that those punishments should fall on the

innocent, and its few delights be enjoyed by the most unworthy.

Famine, diseases, elementary convulsions, human feuds, dissensions,

etc., are the produce of every climate; each climate produces

besides, vices, and miseries peculiar to its latitude. View the

frigid sterility of the north, whose famished inhabitants hardly

acquainted with the sun, live and fare worse than the bears they

hunt: and to which they are superior only in the faculty of

speaking. View the arctic and antarctic regions, those huge voids,

where nothing lives; regions of eternal snow: where winter in all

his horrors has established his throne, and arrested every creative

power of nature. Will you call the miserable stragglers in these

countries by the name of men? Now contrast this frigid power of the

north and south with that of the sun; examine the parched lands of

the torrid zone, replete with sulphureous exhalations; view those

countries of Asia subject to pestilential infections which lay

nature waste; view this globe often convulsed both from within and

without; pouring forth from several mouths, rivers of boiling

matter, which are imperceptibly leaving immense subterranean graves,

wherein millions will one day perish! Look at the poisonous soil of

the equator, at those putrid slimy tracks, teeming with horrid

monsters, the enemies of the human race; look next at the sandy

continent, scorched perhaps by the fatal approach of some ancient

comet, now the abode of desolation. Examine the rains, the

convulsive storms of those climates, where masses of sulphur,

bitumen, and electrical fire, combining their dreadful powers, are

incessantly hovering and bursting over a globe threatened with

dissolution. On this little shell, how very few are the spots where

man can live and flourish? even under those mild climates which seem

to breathe peace and happiness, the poison of slavery, the fury of

despotism, and the rage of superstition, are all combined against

man! There only the few live and rule, whilst the many starve and

utter ineffectual complaints: there, human nature appears more

debased, perhaps than in the less favoured climates. The fertile

plains of Asia, the rich low lands of Egypt and of Diarbeck, the

fruitful fields bordering on the Tigris and the Euphrates, the

extensive country of the East Indies in all its separate districts;

all these must to the geographical eye, seem as if intended for

terrestrial paradises: but though surrounded with the spontaneous

riches of nature, though her kindest favours seem to be shed on

those beautiful regions with the most profuse hand; yet there in

general we find the most wretched people in the world. Almost

everywhere, liberty so natural to mankind is refused, or rather

enjoyed but by their tyrants; the word slave, is the appellation of

every rank, who adore as a divinity, a being worse than themselves;

subject to every caprice, and to every lawless rage which

unrestrained power can give. Tears are shed, perpetual groans are

heard, where only the accents of peace, alacrity, and gratitude

should resound. There the very delirium of tyranny tramples on the

best gifts of nature, and sports with the fate, the happiness, the

lives of millions: there the extreme fertility of the ground always

indicates the extreme misery of the inhabitants!

Everywhere one part of the human species are taught the art of

shedding the blood of the other; of setting fire to their dwellings;

of levelling the works of their industry: half of the existence of

nations regularly employed in destroying other nations.--"What

little political felicity is to be met with here and there, has cost

oceans of blood to purchase; as if good was never to be the portion

of unhappy man. Republics, kingdoms, monarchies, founded either on

fraud or successful violence, increase by pursuing the steps of the

same policy, until they are destroyed in their turn, either by the

influence of their own crimes, or by more successful but equally

criminal enemies."

If from this general review of human nature, we descend to the

examination of what is called civilised society; there the

combination of every natural and artificial want, makes us pay very

dear for what little share of political felicity we enjoy. It is a

strange heterogeneous assemblage of vices and virtues, and of a

variety of other principles, for ever at war, for ever jarring, for

ever producing some dangerous, some distressing extreme. Where do

you conceive then that nature intended we should be happy? Would you

prefer the state of men in the woods, to that of men in a more

improved situation? Evil preponderates in both; in the first they

often eat each other for want of food, and in the other they often

starve each other for want of room. For my part, I think the vices

and miseries to be found in the latter, exceed those of the former;

in which real evil is more scarce, more supportable, and less

enormous. Yet we wish to see the earth peopled; to accomplish the

happiness of kingdoms, which is said to consist in numbers. Gracious

God! to what end is the introduction of so many beings into a mode

of existence in which they must grope amidst as many errors, commit

as many crimes, and meet with as many diseases, wants, and

sufferings!

The following scene will I hope account for these melancholy

reflections, and apologise for the gloomy thoughts with which I have

filled this letter: my mind is, and always has been, oppressed since

I became a witness to it. I was not long since invited to dine with

a planter who lived three miles from----, where he then resided. In

order to avoid the heat of the sun, I resolved to go on foot,

sheltered in a small path, leading through a pleasant wood. I was

leisurely travelling along, attentively examining some peculiar

plants which I had collected, when all at once I felt the air

strongly agitated, though the day was perfectly calm and sultry. I

immediately cast my eyes toward the cleared ground, from which I was

but at a small distance, in order to see whether it was not

occasioned by a sudden shower; when at that instant a sound

resembling a deep rough voice, uttered, as I thought, a few

inarticulate monosyllables. Alarmed and surprised, I precipitately

looked all round, when I perceived at about six rods distance

something resembling a cage, suspended to the limbs of a tree; all

the branches of which appeared covered with large birds of prey,

fluttering about, and anxiously endeavouring to perch on the cage.

Actuated by an involuntary motion of my hands, more than by any

design of my mind, I fired at them; they all flew to a short

distance, with a most hideous noise: when, horrid to think and

painful to repeat, I perceived a negro, suspended in the cage, and

left there to expire! I shudder when I recollect that the birds had

already picked out his eyes, his cheek bones were bare; his arms had

been attacked in several places, and his body seemed covered with a

multitude of wounds. From the edges of the hollow sockets and from

the lacerations with which he was disfigured, the blood slowly

dropped, and tinged the ground beneath. No sooner were the birds

flown, than swarms of insects covered the whole body of this

unfortunate wretch, eager to feed on his mangled flesh and to drink

his blood. I found myself suddenly arrested by the power of affright

and terror; my nerves were convoked; I trembled, I stood motionless,

involuntarily contemplating the fate of this negro, in all its

dismal latitude. The living spectre, though deprived of his eyes,

could still distinctly hear, and in his uncouth dialect begged me to

give him some water to allay his thirst. Humanity herself would have

recoiled back with horror; she would have balanced whether to lessen

such reliefless distress, or mercifully with one blow to end this

dreadful scene of agonising torture! Had I had a ball in my gun, I

certainly should have despatched him; but finding myself unable to

perform so kind an office, I sought, though trembling, to relieve

him as well as I could. A shell ready fixed to a pole, which had

been used by some negroes, presented itself to me; filled it with

water, and with trembling hands I guided it to the quivering lips of

the wretched sufferer. Urged by the irresistible power of thirst, he

endeavoured to meet it, as he instinctively guessed its approach by

the noise it made in passing through the bars of the cage. "Tanke,

you white man, tanke you, pute some poison and give me." "How long

have you been hanging there?" I asked him. "Two days, and me no die;

the birds, the birds; aaah me!" Oppressed with the reflections which

this shocking spectacle afforded me, I mustered strength enough to

walk away, and soon reached the house at which I intended to dine.

There I heard that the reason for this slave being thus punished,

was on account of his having killed the overseer of the plantation.

They told me that the laws of self-preservation rendered such

executions necessary; and supported the doctrine of slavery with the

arguments generally made use of to justify the practice; with the

repetition of which I shall not trouble you at present.--Adieu.

LETTER X

ON SNAKES; AND ON THE HUMMING BIRD

Why would you prescribe this task; you know that what we take up

ourselves seems always lighter than what is imposed on us by others.

You insist on my saying something about our snakes; and in relating

what I know concerning them, were it not for two singularities, the

one of which I saw, and the other I received from an eye-witness, I

should have but very little to observe. The southern provinces are

the countries where nature has formed the greatest variety of

alligators, snakes, serpents; and scorpions, from the smallest size,

up to the pine barren, the largest species known here. We have but

two, whose stings are mortal, which deserve to be mentioned; as for

the black one, it is remarkable for nothing but its industry,

agility, beauty, and the art of enticing birds by the power of its

eyes. I admire it much, and never kill it, though its formidable

length and appearance often get the better of the philosophy of some

people, particularly of Europeans. The most dangerous one is the

pilot, or copperhead; for the poison of which no remedy has yet been

discovered. It bears the first name because it always precedes the

rattlesnake; that is, quits its state of torpidity in the spring a

week before the other. It bears the second name on account of its

head being adorned with many copper-coloured spots. It lurks in

rocks near the water, and is extremely active and dangerous. Let man

beware of it! I have heard only of one person who was stung by a

copperhead in this country. The poor wretch instantly swelled in a

most dreadful manner; a multitude of spots of different hues

alternately appeared and vanished, on different parts of his body;

his eyes were filled with madness and rage, he cast them on all

present with the most vindictive looks: he thrust out his tongue as

the snakes do; he hissed through his teeth with inconceivable

strength, and became an object of terror to all by-standers. To the

lividness of a corpse he united the desperate force of a maniac;

they hardly were able to fasten him, so as to guard themselves from

his attacks; when in the space of two hours death relieved the poor

wretch from his struggles, and the spectators from their

apprehensions. The poison of the rattlesnake is not mortal in so

short a space, and hence there is more time to procure relief; we

are acquainted with several antidotes with which almost every family

is provided. They are extremely inactive, and if not touched, are

perfectly inoffensive. I once saw, as I was travelling, a great

cliff which was full of them; I handled several, and they appeared

to be dead; they were all entwined together, and thus they remain

until the return of the sun. I found them out, by following the

track of some wild hogs which had fed on them; and even the Indians

often regale on them. When they find them asleep, they put a small

forked stick over their necks, which they keep immovably fixed on

the ground; giving the snake a piece of leather to bite: and this

they pull back several times with great force, until they observe

their two poisonous fangs torn out. Then they cut off the head, skin

the body, and cook it as we do eels; and their flesh is extremely

sweet and white. I once saw a TAMED ONE, as gentle as you can

possibly conceive a reptile to be; it took to the water and swam

whenever it pleased; and when the boys to whom it belonged called it

back, their summons was readily obeyed. It had been deprived of its

fangs by the preceding method; they often stroked it with a soft

brush, and this friction seemed to cause the most pleasing

sensations, for it would turn on its back to enjoy it, as a cat does

before the fire. One of this species was the cause, some years ago,

of a most deplorable accident which I shall relate to you, as I had

it from the widow and mother of the victims. A Dutch farmer of the

Minisink went to mowing, with his negroes, in his boots, a

precaution used to prevent being stung. Inadvertently he trod on a

snake, which immediately flew at his legs; and as it drew back in

order to renew its blow, one of his negroes cut it in two with his

scythe. They prosecuted their work, and returned home; at night the

farmer pulled off his boots and went to bed; and was soon after

attacked with a strange sickness at his stomach; he swelled, and

before a physician could be sent for, died. The sudden death of this

man did not cause much inquiry; the neighbourhood wondered, as is

usual in such cases, and without any further examination the corpse

was buried. A few days after, the son put on his father's boots, and

went to the meadow; at night he pulled them off, went to bed, and

was attacked with the same symptoms about the same time, and died in

the morning. A little before he expired the doctor came, but was not

able to assign what could be the cause of so singular a disorder;

however, rather than appear wholly at a loss before the country

people, he pronounced both father and son to have been bewitched.

Some weeks after, the widow sold all the movables for the benefit of

the younger children; and the farm was leased. One of the

neighbours, who bought the boots, presently put them on, and was

attacked in the same manner as the other two had been; but this

man's wife being alarmed by what had happened in the former family,

despatched one of her negroes for an eminent physician, who

fortunately having heard something of the dreadful affair, guessed

at the cause, applied oil, etc. and recovered the man. The boots

which had been so fatal, were then carefully examined; and he found

that the two fangs of the snake had been left in the leather, after

being wrenched out of their sockets by the strength with which the

snake had drawn back its head. The bladders which contained the

poison and several of the small nerves were still fresh, and adhered

to the boot. The unfortunate father and son had been poisoned by

pulling off these boots, in which action they imperceptibly

scratched their legs with the points of the fangs, through the

hollow of which, some of this astonishing poison was conveyed. You

have no doubt heard of their rattles, if you have not seen them; the

only observation I wish to make is, that the rattling is loud and

distinct when they are angry; and on the contrary, when pleased, it

sounds like a distant trepidation, in which nothing distinct is

heard. In the thick settlements, they are now become very scarce;

for wherever they are met with, open war is declared against them;

so that in a few years there will be none left but on our mountains.

The black snake on the contrary always diverts me because it excites

no idea of danger. Their swiftness is astonishing; they will

sometimes equal that of a horse; at other times they will climb up

trees in quest of our tree toads; or glide on the ground at full

length. On some occasions they present themselves half in the

reptile state, half erect; their eyes and their heads in the erect

posture appear to great advantage: the former display a fire which I

have often admired, and it is by these they are enabled to fascinate

birds and squirrels. When they have fixed their eyes on an animal,

they become immovable; only turning their head sometimes to the

right and sometimes to the left, but still with their sight

invariably directed to the object. The distracted victim, instead of

flying its enemy, seems to be arrested by some invincible power; it

screams; now approaches, and then recedes; and after skipping about

with unaccountable agitation, finally rushes into the jaws of the

snake, and is swallowed, as soon as it is covered with a slime or

glue to make it slide easily down the throat of the devourer.

One anecdote I must relate, the circumstances of which are as true

as they are singular. One of my constant walks when I am at leisure,

is in my lowlands, where I have the pleasure of seeing my cattle,

horses, and colts. Exuberant grass replenishes all my fields, the

best representative of our wealth; in the middle of that tract I

have cut a ditch eight feet wide, the banks of which nature adorns

every spring with the wild salendine, and other flowering weeds,

which on these luxuriant grounds shoot up to a great height. Over

this ditch I have erected a bridge, capable of bearing a loaded

waggon; on each side I carefully sow every year some grains of hemp,

which rise to the height of fifteen feet, so strong and so full of

limbs as to resemble young trees: I once ascended one of them four

feet above the ground. These produce natural arbours, rendered often

still more compact by the assistance of an annual creeping plant

which we call a vine, that never fails to entwine itself among their

branches, and always produces a very desirable shade. From this

simple grove I have amused myself an hundred times in observing the

great number of humming birds with which our country abounds: the

wild blossoms everywhere attract the attention of these birds, which

like bees subsist by suction. From this retreat I distinctly watch

them in all their various attitudes; but their flight is so rapid,

that you cannot distinguish the motion of their wings. On this

little bird nature has profusely lavished her most splendid colours;

the most perfect azure, the most beautiful gold, the most dazzling

red, are for ever in contrast, and help to embellish the plumes of

his majestic head. The richest palette of the most luxuriant painter

could never invent anything to be compared to the variegated tints,

with which this insect bird is arrayed. Its bill is as long and as

sharp as a coarse sewing needle; like the bee, nature has taught it

to find out in the calix of flowers and blossoms, those mellifluous

particles that serve it for sufficient food; and yet it seems to

leave them untouched, undeprived of anything that our eyes can

possibly distinguish. When it feeds, it appears as if immovable

though continually on the wing; and sometimes, from what motives I

know not, it will tear and lacerate flowers into a hundred pieces:

for, strange to tell, they are the most irascible of the feathered

tribe. Where do passions find room in so diminutive a body? They

often fight with the fury of lions, until one of the combatants

falls a sacrifice and dies. When fatigued, it has often perched

within a few feet of me, and on such favourable opportunities I have

surveyed it with the most minute attention. Its little eyes appear

like diamonds, reflecting light on every side: most elegantly

finished in all parts it is a miniature work of our great parent;

who seems to have formed it the smallest, and at the same time the

most beautiful of the winged species.

As I was one day sitting solitary and pensive in my primitive

arbour, my attention was engaged by a strange sort of rustling noise

at some paces distant. I looked all around without distinguishing

anything, until I climbed one of my great hemp stalks; when to my

astonishment, I beheld two snakes of considerable length, the one

pursuing the other with great celerity through a hemp stubble field.

The aggressor was of the black kind, six feet long; the fugitive was

a water snake, nearly of equal dimensions. They soon met, and in the

fury of their first encounter, they appeared in an instant firmly

twisted together; and whilst their united tails beat the ground,

they mutually tried with open jaws to lacerate each other. What a

fell aspect did they present! their heads were compressed to a very

small size, their eyes flashed fire; and after this conflict had

lasted about five minutes, the second found means to disengage

itself from the first, and hurried toward the ditch. Its antagonist

instantly assumed a new posture, and half creeping and half erect,

with a majestic mien, overtook and attacked the other again, which

placed itself in the same attitude, and prepared to resist. The

scene was uncommon and beautiful; for thus opposed they fought with

their jaws, biting each other with the utmost rage; but

notwithstanding this appearance of mutual courage and fury, the

water snake still seemed desirous of retreating toward the ditch,

its natural element. This was no sooner perceived by the keen-eyed

black one, than twisting its tail twice round a stalk of hemp, and

seizing its adversary by the throat, not by means of its jaws, but

by twisting its own neck twice round that of the water snake, pulled

it back from the ditch. To prevent a defeat the latter took hold

likewise of a stalk on the bank, and by the acquisition of that

point of resistance became a match for its fierce antagonist.

Strange was this to behold; two great snakes strongly adhering to

the ground mutually fastened together by means of the writhings

which lashed them to each other, and stretched at their full length,

they pulled but pulled in vain; and in the moments of greatest

exertions that part of their bodies which was entwined, seemed

extremely small, while the rest appeared inflated, and now and then

convulsed with strong undulations, rapidly following each other.

Their eyes seemed on fire, and ready to start out of their heads; at

one time the conflict seemed decided; the water snake bent itself

into two great folds, and by that operation rendered the other more

than commonly outstretched; the next minute the new struggles of the

black one gained an unexpected superiority, it acquired two great

folds likewise, which necessarily extended the body of its adversary

in proportion as it had contracted its own. These efforts were

alternate; victory seemed doubtful, inclining sometimes to the one

side and sometimes to the other; until at last the stalk to which

the black snake fastened, suddenly gave way, and in consequence of

this accident they both plunged into the ditch. The water did not

extinguish their vindictive rage; for by their agitations I could

trace, though not distinguish, their mutual attacks. They soon re-

appeared on the surface twisted together, as in their first onset;

but the black snake seemed to retain its wonted superiority, for its

head was exactly fixed above that of the other, which it incessantly

pressed down under the water, until it was stifled, and sunk. The

victor no sooner perceived its enemy incapable of farther

resistance, than abandoning it to the current, it returned on shore

and disappeared.

LETTER XI

FROM MR. IW--N AL--Z, A RUSSIAN GENTLEMAN; DESCRIBING THE VISIT HE

PAID AT MY REQUEST TO MR. JOHN BERTRAM, THE CELEBRATED PENNSYLVANIAN

BOTANIST

Examine this flourishing province, in whatever light you will, the

eyes as well as the mind of an European traveller are equally

delighted; because a diffusive happiness appears in every part:

happiness which is established on the broadest basis. The wisdom of

Lycurgus and Solon never conferred on man one half of the blessings

and uninterrupted prosperity which the Pennsylvanians now possess:

the name of Penn, that simple but illustrious citizen, does more

honour to the English nation than those of many of their kings.

In order to convince you that I have not bestowed undeserved praises

in my former letters on this celebrated government; and that either

nature or the climate seems to be more favourable here to the arts

and sciences, than to any other American province; let us together,

agreeable to your desire, pay a visit to Mr. John Bertram, the first

botanist, in this new hemisphere: become such by a native impulse of

disposition. It is to this simple man that America is indebted for

several useful discoveries, and the knowledge of many new plants. I

had been greatly prepossessed in his favour by the extensive

correspondence which I knew he held with the most eminent Scotch and

French botanists; I knew also that he had been honoured with that of

Queen Ulrica of Sweden.

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