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striking contrast with a crowd of real traitors, who, 

 under the mask of friendship, besiege the house of 

 the honest man, that they may the better deceive 

 him ; with those vipers whom my breast has so 

 frequently warmed, to be as frequently stung by 

 them ! For the misfortune of humanity the life 

 of the wicked man is long. These execrable 

 wretches, whose names my pen should trace, were 

 it not reserved for the justice of Heaven to signa- 

 lize them out of the stroke for its thunder, are still 

 in the vigour of life, in the commission of crimes 

 with unrestrained audaciousness ; and my beau- 

 tiful and interesting companion perished. After 

 several days of suffering, during which I never 

 forsook her, her eyes, constantly fixed on me, 



were at length extinguished My tears flowed 



They flow at this moment. .....Feeling hearts will 



pardon me this digression of sorrow and of grati- 

 tude. Those which are hardened with self-love 

 and insensibility give me no uneasiness: it is not 

 for them I write. 



The warm climates of these ancient countries, 

 which man has covered with his colonics and his 

 flocks, from periods too deeply enveloped in the 

 obscurity of a far distant era to be ascertained with 

 any precision, nourish animals the most gentle and 

 docile, of those kinds which he has appropriated to 

 himself, whilst those which, in the depopulated 



parts 



