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    Chapter Seventeen - Page 2

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    by all the luxurious provisions of nature, enjoyed an infinitely
    happier, though certainly a less intellectual existence than the
    self-complacent European.

    The naked wretch who shivers beneath the bleak skies, and starves
    among the inhospitable wilds of Tierra-del-Fuego, might indeed be
    made happier by civilization, for it would alleviate his physical
    wants. But the voluptuous Indian, with every desire supplied,
    whom Providence has bountifully provided with all the sources of
    pure and natural enjoyment, and from whom are removed so many of
    the ills and pains of life--what has he to desire at the hands of
    Civilization? She may 'cultivate his mind--may elevate his
    thoughts,'--these I believe are the established phrases--but will
    he be the happier? Let the once smiling and populous Hawiian
    islands, with their now diseased, starving, and dying natives,
    answer the question. The missionaries may seek to disguise the
    matter as they will, but the facts are incontrovertible; and the
    devoutest Christian who visits that group with an unbiased mind,
    must go away mournfully asking--'Are these, alas! the fruits of
    twenty-five years of enlightening?'

    In a primitive state of society, the enjoyments of life, though
    few and simple, are spread over a great extent, and are
    unalloyed; but Civilization, for every advantage she imparts,
    holds a hundred evils in reserve;--the heart-burnings, the
    jealousies, the social rivalries, the family dissentions, and the
    thousand self-inflicted discomforts of refined life, which make
    up in units the swelling aggregate of human misery, are unknown
    among these unsophisticated people.

    But it will be urged that these shocking unprincipled wretches
    are cannibals. Very true; and a rather bad trait in their
    character it must be allowed. But they are such only when they
    seek to gratify the passion of revenge upon their enemies; and I
    ask whether the mere eating of human flesh so very far exceeds in
    barbarity that custom which only a few years since was practised
    in enlightened England:--a convicted traitor, perhaps a man found
    guilty of honesty, patriotism, and suchlike heinous crimes, had
    his head lopped off with a huge axe, his bowels dragged cut and
    thrown into a fire; while his body, carved into four quarters,
    was with his head exposed upon pikes, and permitted to rot and
    fester among the public haunts of men!


    The fiend-like skill we display in the invention of all manner of
    death-dealing engines, the vindictiveness with which we carry on
    our wars, and the misery and desolation that follow in their
    train, are enough of themselves to distinguish the white
    civilized man as the most ferocious animal on the face of the
    earth.

    His remorseless
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