Struggles Through Life, Exemplified in the Various Travels and Adventures in Europe, Asia, Africa, and America, of Lieut. John Harriott ...

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author, 1807
 

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Stran 235 - ¿cradle to his grave, he is learning to do what he ¿sees others do. If a parent could find no motive, either in his philanthropy or his self-love, for restraining the intemperance of his
Stran 17 - a universal destruction of the bears, deer, elks, buffaloes, and other animals, which had been created for the use of the Indians. That the great man above, looking down and seeing this, was so enraged that he
Stran 18 - his seat and the print of his feet are still to be seen,) and hurled his bolts among them, until the whole were slaughtered except the big bull, who,
Stran 235 - the circle of smaller slaves, gives a loose to his worst passions; and, thus nursed, educated, and daily exercised, in tyranny, can not but be stamped by it with odious peculiarities.
Stran 18 - off as they fell; but at length, missing one, it wounded him on the side. Whereon, springing round, he bounded over the Ohio, the Wabash, the Illinois, and finally over the great lakes, where, with other herds, he is said to be still living.
Stran 10 - are of various colours, become visibly brighter through rage. At the same time, it. blows from its mouth, with great force, a subtle wind, ‘said to be of a nauseous smell; and, if drawn in with the breath of the unwary traveller, it
Stran 235 - The parent storms; the child looks on, catches the lineaments of wrath, puts on the same airs
Stran 234 - The whole commerce between master and slave is a perpetual exercise of the most boisterous
Stran 17 - times, a herd of them came to the Big-bone Licks, and began a universal destruction of the bears, deer, elks, buffaloes, and other animals, which had been created for the use of the Indians. That the great man above, looking down
Stran 3 - Live, laurels green; Ye pines, that shade the solitary scene, Live blooming and rejoice, when I am dead My son shall guard you, and amid your bow'rs, Like me¿, find shelter from life's beating show'rs.

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