Letters from an American Farmer eBook

Jean de Crèvecoeur
This eBook from the Gutenberg Project consists of approximately 265 pages of information about Letters from an American Farmer.

Letters from an American Farmer eBook

Jean de Crèvecoeur
This eBook from the Gutenberg Project consists of approximately 265 pages of information about Letters from an American Farmer.
when once secluded from the great society to which we now belong, we shall unite closer together; and there will be less room for jealousies or contentions.  As I intend my children neither for the law nor the church, but for the cultivation of the land, I wish them no literary accomplishments; I pray heaven that they may be one day nothing more than expert scholars in husbandry:  this is the science which made our continent to flourish more rapidly than any other.  Were they to grow up where I am now situated, even admitting that we were in safety; two of them are verging toward that period in their lives, when they must necessarily take up the musket, and learn, in that new school, all the vices which are so common in armies.  Great God! close my eyes for ever, rather than I should live to see this calamity!  May they rather become inhabitants of the woods.

Thus then in the village of—–­, in the bosom of that peace it has enjoyed ever since I have known it, connected with mild hospitable people, strangers to our political disputes, and having none among themselves; on the shores of a fine river, surrounded with woods, abounding with game; our little society united in perfect harmony with the new adoptive one, in which we shall be incorporated, shall rest I hope from all fatigues, from all apprehensions, from our perfect terrors, and from our long watchings.  Not a word of politics shall cloud our simple conversation; tired either with the chase or the labour of the field, we shall sleep on our mats without any distressing want, having learnt to retrench every superfluous one:  we shall have but two prayers to make to the Supreme Being, that he may shed his fertilising dew on our little crops, and that he will be pleased to restore peace to our unhappy country.  These shall be the only subject of our nightly prayers, and of our daily ejaculations:  and if the labour, the industry, the frugality, the union of men, can be an agreeable offering to him, we shall not fail to receive his paternal blessings.  There I shall contemplate nature in her most wild and ample extent; I shall carefully study a species of society, of which I have at present but very imperfect ideas; I will endeavour to occupy with propriety that place which will enable me to enjoy the few and sufficient benefits it confers.  The solitary and unconnected mode of life I have lived in my youth must fit me for this trial, I am not the first who has attempted it; Europeans did not, it is true, carry to the wilderness numerous families; they went there as mere speculators; I, as a man seeking a refuge from the desolation of war.  They went there to study the manner of the aborigines; I to conform to them, whatever they are; some went as visitors, as travellers; I as a sojourner, as a fellow hunter and labourer, go determined industriously to work up among them such a system of happiness as may be adequate to my future situation, and may be a sufficient compensation for all my fatigues and for the misfortunes I have borne:  I have always found it at home, I may hope likewise to find it under the humble roof of my wigwam.

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