THIS he explained to Yarico to be effected by Means of Letters, 64 which, fays he, I have learnt to make "myfelf more fit for his Voyage: If you, my Yario, "knew this Secret, we mght then coinmunicate our "Sentiments to each other, whilst I am on this Voyage: "There are, I am told, frequent Opportunities of "fending Meffages of this Kind."

YARIČO feized this Occafion to requeft his tarrying with her, till he had taught her this excellent Art.

"IT is cruel, fhe cried, to fuffer me to pafs whole "Years in Anguish, without knowing what befalls "the Being that is dearer to me than my Life, when

a few Moons, nay perhaps Days, may inftruct me in "this Secret of communicating what we feel for each "other. I am confcious, that with you I fhall quickly "attain all that is neceffary for this Intercourse of "Love; tarry, I implore you, to inftruct me in that "Art."

NOTHING would have been more pleafing to Cannalatego, than ftaying in this Manner with the favourite Object of his Soul. No Blifs is fo delightful to the human Heart, as the State of that Lover, who instructs the Maid he adores in any Art or Excellence; Love improves every little Progrefs into fome miraculous Appearance of a fuperior Soul: Trifles light as Air, are by Lovers Minds improved into Proofs of moft celeftial Knowledge.

HOWEVER pleafing this Thought might be to the Heart of Cannaffatego, he had given his Word that the Morning-light fhould lead him to the Onnondagan Nation Decanefora was to be his Companion on the Road.

It was therefore impoffible that he could tarry to gaze on her he loved, without fuffering greatly from the biting Ridicule of his Cayugan Friend. To impart fome Confolation, he told her, he would endeavour to prevail on the English Miffionary who had inftructed him to teach her; that then by this Means Letters might reach her Hands from the Kingdoms he was travelling to, and afford her fome Support during his Abfence; and by this Means the might make him

happy, by thus imparting the Sentiments of her Soul to

him.

THIS fhe was determined to pursue.

It was now Time to draw towards the Dwelling of Decanefora; the grey Light appear'd in the Eastern Sky; the Morning Breeze play'd amongst the Branches of the Foreft; the feather'd Tribe began their Morning's Song, which never till then founded fo much like the Voice of Sorrow and Complaining in the Ears of this parting Pair; all Nature feem'd to wake from the foothing Stillness of the Night, to Pain and Suffering.

LOVE gives new Tinctures to every Object of the Eye; faddens and exalts every Sound which breathes from the Voice of Art or Nature, according to the Senfations which fill the Bofoms of those who behold or hear.

THEY were now returned to the Abode of Decannesfora. Yarico was determined to put on every appearance of heroic Fortitude; fhe brought the Ermin Vest which he had made for her Lover; the Collar of fhining Shells to which her Image was affixed; Bracelets for his Arms, which her own Fingers had polifhed; and that Cup which at once imparted Grace and Manlinefs.

WITH these the array'd and decorated her dear ·Canaffatego; during which Time fhe requested him at thousand Times to fend her all he faw and heard, by Means of that European Secret of communicating Thoughts to each other. "I fhall foon learn the "Art, fhe cried, and fend thee all the Feelings of my "Soul."

DURING this Converfation, fhe forced a Smile, and admir'd his Ornaments and Drefs; yet in her Eye the ready Drop stood trembling, her Face like April Days, compofed of Rain and Sunshine. She confider'd him deck'd as a Sacrifice, more than a Bridegroom.

Cannaffatego ftood beholding her with Eyes that bespoke more Senfibility of Pain, than he could have felt if his Soul had been then quitting his Body; he was filent with Excefs of Sorrow. In all their Converfation, they had never uttered the leaft Sufpicio of Infideli

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in Love; the Fear of changing was unimagined by this fuperior Pair.

He must now go; when attempting to fpeak, his Affliction fuppreft his Voice. They rufh'd into each other's Arms; Yarico pronouncing, "Then go, thy "Country's Glory, and my Soul's Delight." At which, preffing each other to their Bofoms in Silence, they unclafp'd their mutual Arms. Canaffatego turn'd and with his Friend walk'd away without Power of uttering one Word.

WITH Looks of infinite Tenderness Yarico purfued her departing Lover: It was with the utmost Pain she withheld her Lips from faying, "Turn my Cannassatego let me view thy Face; once more pronounce "the terrible Adieu."

THE Onnondagan Chief walk'd filent and steadily away, not daring to turn or caft a Look behind on her he loved, left his Resolution should defert him, and all the Powers of Tenderness return.

In this Manner with Eyes glittering in Tears, Varico followed her lovely Onnondagan till he was fecluded from her Sight by the winding Paths of the Forest: She then cried, "He is gone, he is gone;" then Nature failing the funk fainting into the Arms of Garangula, who stood near her.

FROM this the foon recovered, and with Life return'd all that Senfe of Anguish which she had stifled from her Lover's Obfervation. She then beat her Bofom, and complained that every Cayugan Maid was happier than fhe." Why muft the nobleft Being that

ever graced the human Race, be thus exiled from "his Country? Detefted Iron Whip of Glory, the cried, that fcourges the human Heart to Undertakings fatal to Love and Happinefs; fatal to me and "my adored Onnondagan. Other Maids are permitted " undisturb'd to tafte the celeftial Sweets which Nature showers on Bofoms mutually in Love; I, only I, am not permitted that Felicity."

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In the mean Time while Yarico was thus complaining, Cannaffatego walk'd towards the Onnondagan Town, accompanied with his Bofom Friend Decaneffora, during the Journey.

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THE Onnondagan was a long while filent: Decaneffora faw his Struggles, and did not attempt to interrupt him in his Grief, till it was a little moderated.

Ar length Cannassatego, waking from the deep Reverie in which he had been involved, feized the Hand of Decanne fora with great Earneftnefs, and fuddenly exclaimed," I charge thee by our Friendship, be "thou a Father to the lovely Maid I have now left "behind me, be more than Brother; foothe her Soul "with every confoling Idea that can make Life easy: "Tell her I go to reap full Harvests of Renown, to pour into her Lap: Tell her my Heart fhall beat "for her alo Tell her, Oh! Decanefora; forgive "" my Weaknefs; tell her, I could with Joy renounce "all future Glory, to waste my Life in Solitude with "her."

Decanne fora did not oppofe him in thus discharging his Anguish, but foothed him with Answers which were agreeable to his Situation. The fetting Day brought them to the Onnondagan Castle; where being fatigued with the Journey, we fhall leave them to take a Night's Repofe and the Reader alfo, as peradventure he may be by this Time tired, by being led through the Woods of America.

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Cannaffatego's Journey to New York. The Defcription of the honourable Captain Charles Bounce; with a flight Sketch of the noble Earl his Father.

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T this Time there lay at New York a Man of War ready to fail for England; this the Onnondagans had learnt from the English Traders who were lately come amongst them: It was therefore refolved that Cannaffatego fhould embark on board this Ship, and proceed to fmoke the Calumet of Peace, or boil the War-kettle with the great King.

THE Onnondagan therefore, after having performed the Ceremonies which are neceffary to be paft, to difcover whether the Undertaking would prove aufpicious or

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not, having fupped with his Companions, according to the Custom of his Country, accompanied with Decannefora and others of his Friends, fet forward on their Journey to New York.

AND here, as lying under one great Tree, or in a Wigwam, in one Part of the Foreft, is very much like lying under another great Tree, or in a Wigwam, in another Part of it, we shall not give a Journal of their March, or trouble our Readers with what paft during that Time.

YET notwithstanding this, if we had the leaft Inclination to fill this Journey with marvelous and furprizing Adventures, we might indulge our Readers in killing Lions, Panthers, Leopards, and Elephants, Animals, unknown to thefe Countries, every Day, like many other Writers of true and authentic Travels. And indeed we apprehend, that like thofe Map-makers, who adorn with these Beafts the Continent of America, because Cities are wanting to fill up the unknown Parts of it, we have a Right to lard our Hiftory with Rencounters and Conquefts of thefe voracious Animals, thro' mere Sterility of Subject, in the large Forests of America, which to the great Mortification of an Hiftorian, afford no Inns on the Road, Scenes of much Delight for those who deal in Invention void of Truth; *but as that is an Affair of quite another Nature from our Defign, we fhall therefore take the Liberty to step before our Indian Chief, and bring the Reader a little acquainted with the Commander of the

lying at New York.

THIS Gentleman's Name was the Honourable Captain Charles Bounce, the third Son of the Earl of Braggard, Viscount Puff, and Baron Bounce, which was alfo the Name of the Family.

THIS young Gentleman had always been confidered, by the noble Lord his Father, as a Lad that would make his Way in the World, he always infifted that Charles had Parts. When a Boy, he had never fhewn the least Inclination or Capacity in learning any thing; notwithstanding which, he had vaft animal Vivacity, this is often mistaken for Wit in Boys and Men, and in that Light had been confidered by his Right Honourable

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