Chapter 19 - Page 2

eyes were not as good for names as the
eyes of any other creatur'! Who named the works of His hand? can you
tell me that, with your books and college wisdom? Was it not the first
man in the Garden, and is it not a plain consequence that his children
inherit his gifts?"

"That is certainly the Mosaic account of the event," said the Doctor;
"though your reading is by far too literal!"

"My reading! nay, if you suppose, that I have wasted my time in
schools, you do such a wrong to my knowledge, as one mortal should
never lay to the door of another without sufficient reason. If I have
ever craved the art of reading, it has been that I might better know
the sayings of the book you name, for it is a book which speaks, in
every line, according to human feelings, and therein according to
reason."

"And do you then believe," said the Doctor a little provoked by the
dogmatism of his stubborn adversary, and perhaps, secretly, too
confident in his own more liberal, though scarcely as profitable,
attainments,--"do you then believe that all these beasts were
literally collected in a garden, to be enrolled in the nomenclature of
the first man?"

"Why not? I understand your meaning; for it is not needful to live in
towns to hear all the devilish devices, that the conceit of man can
invent to upset his own happiness. What does it prove, except indeed
it may be said to prove that the garden He made was not after the
miserable fashions of our times, thereby directly giving the lie to
what the world calls its civilising? No, no, the garden of the Lord
was the forest then, and is the forest now, where the fruits do grow,
and the birds do sing, according to his own wise ordering. Now, lady,
you may see the mystery of the vultures! There come the buffaloes
themselves, and a noble herd it is! I warrant me, that Pawnee has a
troop of his people in some of the hollows, nigh by; and as he has
gone scampering after them, you are about to see a glorious chase. It
will serve to keep the squatter and his brood under cover, and for
ourselves there is little reason to fear. A Pawnee is not apt to be a
malicious savage."

Every eye was now drawn to the striking spectacle that succeeded. Even
the timid Inez hastened to the side of Middleton to gaze at the sight,
and Paul summoned Ellen from her culinary labours, to become a witness
of the lively scene.

Throughout the whole of those moving events, which it has been our
duty to record, the prairies had lain in the majesty of perfect
solitude. The heavens had been blackened with the passage of the
migratory birds, it is true, but the dogs of the party, and the ass of
the doctor, were the only