^^I appeal to any white man to fay, if ever he entered Logan's cabin hungry, and he gave him not meat: if ever he came cold and naked, and he clothed him not. During the courfe of the laft long and bloody war Logan remained idle in his cabin, an advocate for peace. Such was my love for the whites, that my countrymen pointed as they pafled, and faid, * Logan is the friend of white men.' I had even thought to have lived with you, but for the injuries of one man. Colonel Crefap, the laft fpring, in cold blood, and unprovoked, murdered all the relations of [ 125 3 Logan, not even fparing my women and children. There runs not a drop of my blood in the veins of any living creature.
This called on me for revenge. I have fought it: I have killed many: I have fully glutted my vengeance: for my coun- try I rejoice at the beams of peace. But do not harbour a thought that mine is the joy of fear. Logan never felt fear. He will not turn on his heel to fave his life. Who is there to mourn for Logan?—Not one."
Before we condemn the Indians of this continent as wanting genius, we muft con- fider that letters have not yet been intro- duced among them. Were we to com- pare them in their prefent ftate with the Europeans, North of the Alps, when the Roman arms and arts firft crofTed thofe mountains, the comparifon would be un- equal, becaufe, at that time, thofe parts of Europe were fwarming with numbers;
becaufe numbers produce emulation, and multiply the chances of improvement, and one improvement begets another. Yet I may fafely aik, how many good poets, how many able mathematicians, how many great inventors in arts or fciences, had Europe, North of the Alps, then produ- ced? And it was fixteen centuries after this before a Newton could be formed.