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.
other’s blood, they eat not each other’s flesh.  That part of these rude people who lived on the eastern shores of the island, had from time immemorial tried to destroy those who lived on the west; those latter inspired with the same evil genius, had not been behind hand in retaliating:  thus was a perpetual war subsisting between these people, founded on no other reason, but the adventitious place of their nativity and residence.  In process of time both parties became so thin and depopulated, that the few who remained, fearing lest their race should become totally extinct, fortunately thought of an expedient which prevented their entire annihilation.  Some years before the Europeans came, they mutually agreed to settle a partition line which should divide the island from north to south; the people of the west agreed not to kill those of the east, except they were found transgressing over the western part of the line; those of the last entered into a reciprocal agreement.  By these simple means peace was established among them, and this is the only record which seems to entitle them to the denomination of men.  This happy settlement put a stop to their sanguinary depredations, none fell afterward but a few rash imprudent individuals; on the contrary, they multiplied greatly.  But another misfortune awaited them; when the Europeans came they caught the smallpox, and their improper treatment of that disorder swept away great numbers:  this calamity was succeeded by the use of rum; and these are the two principal causes which so much diminished their numbers, not only here but all over the continent.  In some places whole nations have disappeared.  Some years ago three Indian canoes, on their return to Detroit from the falls of Niagara, unluckily got the smallpox from the Europeans with whom they had traded.  It broke out near the long point on Lake Erie, there they all perished; their canoes, and their goods, were afterwards found by some travellers journeying the same way; their dogs were still alive.  Besides the smallpox, and the use of spirituous liquors, the two greatest curses they have received from us, there is a sort of physical antipathy, which is equally powerful from one end of the continent to the other.  Wherever they happen to be mixed, or even to live in the neighbourhood of the Europeans, they become exposed to a variety of accidents and misfortunes to which they always fall victims:  such are particular fevers, to which they were strangers before, and sinking into a singular sort of indolence and sloth.  This has been invariably the case wherever the same association has taken place; as at Nattick, Mashpe, Soccanoket in the bounds of Falmouth, Nobscusset, Houratonick, Monhauset, and the Vineyard.  Even the Mohawks themselves, who were once so populous, and such renowned warriors, are now reduced to less than 200 since the European settlements have circumscribed the territories which their ancestors had reserved.  Three years before the arrival of the Europeans at
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