a scarlet cap with white feathers, leggens of the same colour, and moccassins of dressed moose skin, ornamented with dyed porcupine quills. Within his belt was fixed a tomahawk and a scalping-knife. He delivered the following extraordinary speech.

"Brothers, I am the Chepeyway war-chief, Maya-ga-wy. I hold in my hand eight strings of wampum, four white and four blue.

"Brothers, these strings of wampum come from the Great Spirit,who knoweth all things. Do not despise them. They are to go all round the earth. They were sent to you by the first man whom the Great Spirit created. The first man left them to the Chepeyways, and said:

"Children, I was asleep, and the Great Spirit said to another spirit, 'I have closed my accounts with man, and I am going to destroy the earth; but I will first awaken from the sleep of the dead the first man I created. He is wise, and let us hear if he has aught to say.' He then awoke me, and informed me what he was about to do.

"I looked round the world, and saw my red children had greatly degenerated that they had become scattered and miserable. When I saw this I was grieved, and asked leave of the Great Spirit to come and see if I could reclaim them. I requested the Great Spirit to grant, in case they should listen to my voice, that the world might yet remain for the period of a hundred moons. And the Great Spirit granted my request.

666 My children, listen to my voice: it is that of the Great Spirit! If you hearken to my counsel, and follow my instructions for four years, there will then be two days of darkness, during which I shall travel unseen through the land, and cause the animals, such as they were formerly, to come forth out of the earth.

"My red children, you are to have little intercourse with the white faces. They are not your fathers, as you call them, but your brethren. The Great Spirit is your Father. He is the Father of all the red men, of the English, of the French, and of the Spaniards. He created the first man, who was their common father. Children,

the Americans he did not make. They are the children of the evil Spirit. They grew out of the scum of the great lake, when it was troubled by the evil Spirit: the unclean froth was driven into the woods by a strong east wind. It had a stinking smell, and it was rotten; and out of it came forth the Americans, as the flies that grow out of the maggots that breed in carcasses of dead buffaloes. They are numerous, and I hate them. They are unjust; and they have taken away your lands, which the Great Spirit did not make for them.

"My children, the Great Spirit placed the whites on the other side of the great lake, that they might be a separate people. He gave them different manners, and customs, and animals, to those that he gave the red people. He gave them cattle, and sheep, and swine, and tame birds. These animals you are not to keep; nor shall you eat of their flesh. To you the Great Spirit gave the deer, the bear, and all the wild animals, and the fish, that swim in the rivers, and the maize, that grows for your use. You are not to give your maize or your venison to the whites.

“My children, you may salute the whites when you meet them, but you must not take them by the hand. You must not get drunk; it is a great sin. Your old men and chiefs may drink a little of the spirits, such as come from Montreal. But you must not taste the whisky nor the rum of the Americans it is the drink of the evil Spirit. It is poison. It makes you sick. It burns your insides. You must not eat bread; it is the food of the white skins.' Thus far the Great Spirit.

"Now, my children,' said the first man, listen to me further. The Great Spirit then opened a door and shewed me a bear and a deer, both very small and very lean. Look here, my son," said the Great Spirit, these are the small animals that are now upon the earth; the red people have reduced their size by killing them too young, and giving their flesh to the white men

and also by greasing themselves with the fat, which is very wrong. The women, when they grease their bodies or their hair, should do it only with the

"My children, you must not speak of this Talk to the whites: it must be bidden from them. I am now on the earth, sent by the Great Spirit to instruct you. Each village must send me two or more principal chiefs to represent you, that you may be taught. The messenger of this Talk will point out to you the path to my wigwam. I could not come myself to Arbre Croche, because the world is changed from what it was-it is broken and leans down; and, as it declines, the Chepeyways and all beyond will fall off and die. Therefore you must come and see me, and be instructed, in order to prevent the great calamity. Those red children who do not listen to this Talk, and send me two deputies, will be utterly cut off from the face of the earth.'

"Brothers," continued Maya-gu-wy, "I am the messenger of the first created man. I have spoken his words, and the Talk of the Great Spirit; and I will return to Arbre Croche, and tell to the first created man all the marvellous things that Elskatâway hath done, and what he hath spoken.

"Brothers, when you are prepared, the Chepeyways and their allies will dig up the war-hatchet, and they will join the Shawanees and the Miamis, and all the red nations who will go forth to battle against the white men, the children of the scum that the evil Spirit created.*

"Brothers, I have spoken."

A death-like silence succeeded this marvellous communication and speech for some minutes, when a celebrated Miamis chief arose and spoke as follows:

"Brothers, I, Michikinakaou,† am an old war-chief of the Miamis. I have long grieved in beholding the melting away of my race. I have led my tribe

to war against the white Americans: we have carried fire, and slaughter, and rapine, into their villages. I led my young men valiantly forward, and we defeated Saint Clair, the great warcaptain of the whites, and put his mighty host to the hatchet and to the flight. The red warriors then became mad, and they became wise in their own counsels. In their folly they despised my plans for intercepting Wayne, the other great American warchief.

Brothers, I have long been the redoubtable foe of the Americans. They are one great people, increasing fast in numbers. They have plenty of food and warm clothing; and they keep firm hold of the ground that they once tread.

"Brothers, let us not deceive ourselves, nor our young men, nor our young women. We are many small nations-not so many as when I was young; but we are still many, and we have never been long united. Our people die away faster than our children are born unto us; and our warriors, who were many when I was young, are now few when I am old. We have to go to the far west for food; and while we are wandering away, the white man takes possession of the lands in which our fathers are buried. I have been much among the white men. They are strong; we are weak. They till the ground, and they have food. They make fire-arms, and powder, and ball. We have none but what we get from them.

"Brothers, let us be united, but do not let us be deceived. Hold fast to the land on which you now dwell: let all resist the further approaches of the white man. But, believe me, if you enter their towns and villages with the war-hatchet raised, you will be defeated-you will be driven from your fathers' graves, and from the grounds and the rivers where you now hunt and fish.

"Brothers, be firm-join in one great peace-talk with the whites

make a treaty for the independence of the countries that are still left to you

-secure a subsistence by tilling the ground; and before you abandon this land, let your blood to the last drop flow over the graves of your fathers.

"Brothers, Michikinakaou, the warrior of many fights, hath spoken."

This orator was listened to with the usual gravity and attention which prevails at an assemblage of savages; but soon after its conclusion, the countenance of Elskatâway exhibited an uneasy and fierce expression. His eyes glanced vengeance, and a smothered murmuring sensation was evident among the young warriors; while the old councillors remained, tacitly, of the same opinion as Michikinakaou.

A pause of some minutes succeeded, and a warrior of not thirty years of age, in height above the middle stature, and with a full broad chest, and limbs which indicated strength and activity, arose from his circle, and walked boldly, with proud step, forward; and then, wheeling round, faced the audience. His jet-black hair hung back in tresses over his shoulders; his eyebrows and lashes of the same tinge, formed short straight lines, rather than pencilled curves, on his brows, and under and over his eyes, which in colour resembled the lustre of black gems set in pearls, and darting fiery flashes, that seemed to annihilate all on whom he glanced. A Grecian nose, well-formed mouth, curling upper lip, pure white teeth, and slightly projecting chin, with a complexion of shining bronze, were the characteristics which marked the remarkably expressive face of the

orator.

He was costumed in a moose-deer skin frock-coat, beautifully white, except where fancifully wrought with gold and scarlet colours. His moccassins were of the same materials and workmanship. His leggens were of bright scarlet. A bright golden clasp decorated each thigh and arm. A scarlet cape, embroidered with variously coloured porcupine quills, and surmounted by three snow-white ostrich feathers, crested his head, and, contrasting with his black hair and dark complexion, added peculiar effect to the expression of a countenance in

which nature had planted eloquence, vigour, and determination.

This warrior and aspiring orator was no other than Tecumseh; and thus he spoke :

"Fathers! brothers! bear with me though I am young-listen to me, for I will utter truths. Our mothers have told us that when the evil Spirit sent the pale face to this our land, the red skin received the pale face as a brother, brought him to his tent, and spread soft furs for him to lay down upon, and gave him tender venison to eat, and a pipe to smoke; and when the pale face went away, he left our tents in peace, refreshed with sleep, and strong with the best venison of our hunts.

"Fathers! brothers! all the land, with the wild animals and the wild birds, and all the woods, and all the little lakes, and the great waters with the fish, from the great lake where the Matchi-Manitou of Day† rises from his sleep, to the far-off great lake where the Matchi-Manitou goes down to rest, the Great Spirit gave to the red men, his children.

"Fathers! brothers! this great country, with the water and the wild animals, and the birds and the fishes, were all ours and when our fathers died, we buried them in this land, and their bones now lie in it: and when we had all this fine country, we grew mighty; and we were strong, and we increased and multiplied, for we had plenty of food; and we had not to leave the countries where we buried our fathers, to go and hunt, where the wild animals have fled, in the far west, near the mountains of Kowna.

"Fathers! brothers! this was the condition of the red men when the evil Spirit sent the white men to our beautiful country. It was then beautiful, for it was not despoiled: it was beautiful, for the red men were commanded to leave the earth as it was made by the Great Spirit; who said to his red children, I have given you this land to dwell in, with the wild animals in the woods, the fish in the waters, and the birds in the air, for you to eat, and the skins which have soft fur to warm you when it is cold; and all these I have given you in plenty :

The good great spirit of day.

and I have made the world beautiful, with trees and with plants, and with mountains and with valleys, and with rivers and with lakes. Therefore, my red children, do not spoil this beautiful world; do not destroy the trees, and do not till the earth. If you disobey my commands, I will visit you with the wrath of my displeasure; and I will allow the evil Spirit to bring pestilence, famine, and destruction among you.'

"Fathers! brothers! the red men have forgotten the command of the Great Spirit. At the time that the evil Spirit sent the white men to our land, we received them, for they were hungry-and we fed them with venison, and gave them clean water to drinkand we sent them away full and in peace. When we visited them on the shores of the great lake, they gave us no venison; but they gave us bread, which is made by spoiling the earth; and they gave us brown water, and the brown water made us mad; and when we were made mad, we allowed them to build houses on our land, and to destroy the woods, and to till the ground. By these means the beauty of the earth was spoiled, and the wild animals were frightened away. And then the white men gave us the weapons which they were taught to make by the evil Spirit, and these weapons made thunder, and the white children taught us to use them; and when the red children drank the brown water, which made them mad, they began to destroy each other. Then the evil Spirit gave to the white men smallpox and fevers; and the white men gave the small-pox and the fevers to the red men and these were the pestilences which the Great Spirit threatened, and which destroyed the red men, as the Matchi-Manitou of Day melts the snow. Then the red nations became weak, and allowed the pale faces to make roads and to build forts, and to destroy the trees, and to till the ground far into the country, where our fathers are buried-even to the Ohio, the Wabash, and the Mississippi.

"Fathers! brothers! I have been at the houses of the pale faces, to sell them the furs of the wild animals I killed in the hunt. They made me mad with their brown water—they gave me no venison-they spread no skins for me to lie down upon. When I had no money, and was hungry, they called me an Indian dog, and ordered me to get out of their houses.

"Fathers! brothers! I was grieved. I thought of their insolence; I thought of my own disgrace; I thought of my people wasting away, while the pale faces were growing strong and fat in our beautiful country.

"Fathers! brothers! I made a vow to the Great Spirit, and repeated it to the ghosts of my fathers. My vow was thus:

"That the Mississippi will sooner cease to flow from the mountains of Kowna than I will be tempted to taste the brown water, or the white poison,* of the pale faces.

“‹ That the Matchi-Manitou of Day will forget to rise from the great lake, sooner than I will forget my determination of being revenged on the white

men.

"That, while blood flows through my veins, I will make ceaseless war against the Americans.

"That I will make my son swear, and also that my son will make his children swear, the same vow as I have made, from generation to generation.'

"Fathers! if there be one among you who will not make the same vow, your children will cease to respect him, your nation will consider him unworthy of its confidence, the Great Spirit will no longer protect him, the ghosts of your fathers will haunt and upbraid him, and, when he dies, the stone canoe will sink with his soul in the dark river of bitter water, and in sight of the happy island of eternal bliss.+

"Brother warriors! you have heard my vow - you will not hesitate to swear as I have done. Dig up the war-hatchet-wield it in the name of the Manitou of Battle-let it be eternally crimsoned, until you exterminate

your enemies. I will be ever foremost in the advance, and the last to abandon a footstep of the ground that we regain from the pale-faced children of the evil Spirit.

"Fathers! brothers! Tecumseh, though young, hath spoken; nor will he, when old, forget his vow."

This speech electrified the warriors; but most of the old councilors remained in a state of tacit neutrality. In less time than was usually given to the last speaker to recollect if he had any thing further to say, and before Tecumseh sat down, Elskatâway, observing the apathy of the old men, made a motion with his hand to the circle of warriors, who immediately sprang on their feet, and, joining in three terrific yells, flew to the front, dug up the war-hatchet, wielded it in the air, and gave it to Tecumseh, whom they declared to be their future chief. They then formed a circle, took the same vow as he did, danced the war

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dance, roared the war-whoop, and then sat down to feast on several carcasses of venison, which were roasted by some of the women during the Great Talk.

While the warriors were thus feasting, the old chiefs were silent and looked sad; and Elskatâway, fearful of the consequence, proposed to Tecumseh to put them all to death, before the spirit of war which animated the young warriors should cool.*

This diabolical proposition was rejected by Tecumseh, who merely said, "Brother, do not be foolish."

After the feast, Tecumseh harangued the warriors, and reproved the inglorious apathy of the old chiefs. It was then determined to observe the greatest secrecy in the movements of the tribes in preparing for war; and that, when all were ready, a simultaneous and terrible descent should be made upon the frontier settlements of the United States.

WHEN such a declared "Liberal" in morals and religion as Horace Walpole could be found declaring, that "When the people of England lose the cry against Popery, they will lose their constitution and their liberty," there must surely have been more in the Romish system than those who occupy Walpole's place at the present day are apt to imagine.

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The fact is, that among our English gentry and nobility there are at present intermingled no trifling number of wealthy and estimable Roman Catholics of ancient families, amiable manners, and opinions too unobtrusive to offend or repel any one. sence of these, who are always among us, acts as a powerful antidote to every fact that can be brought forward; and men will not believe Popery to be a fearful evil, because, in their own experience, there seems scarcely any evil about it.

Nothing, however, can be more delusive than this mode of reasoning. Our English Catholic gentry are of a stock hereditarily loyal. They are scattered over the country in too scanty numbers to form a distinct party. Their

adherence to their creed savours more of ancient pride in a sort of heir-loom than of any intimate and controversial attachment. In short, consider them under whatever aspect you will, they only form the exception to the universal rule, of the dangerous and antisocial character of Popery.

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And when we urge this point, and insist upon it, that, in spite of the amiability and loyalty of a few gentlemen in England, the Papists of Ireland, priests and peasantry, are, in heart, traitors and persecutors,what do we appeal for proof? To books merely? By no means. We adduce quotations from their works of authority, but we do so only to throw light upon their actual doings. We chiefly dwell on the murders and assassinations, the perjuries and persecutions, which are becoming matters of such daily occurrence among the Irish, and we turn to Dens and the Rheims Testament, merely to shew that all this crime is fully and legitimately accounted for, when it is seen to be taught as modifications of Christian morality, (!) by the Romish priesthood of that miserable land.

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