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tinent should be peopled with civilized and Christian men^ 
cannot be doubted ; yet a benevolent mind cannot contem- 
plate the fate of the red man v^ithout a pang of regret for the 
hardness of his destiny. 
" They waste us, aye, like April snow 
In the warm noon, we shrink away ; 
And fast they follow, as we go 
Towards the setting day : 
Till they shall fill the land, and we 
Are driven into the western sea." 
But while we are talking of the IndianS; the evening has 
waned into night ; and w^ere it not for the innumerable 
lamps above us^ it would be quite dark. 
C. — The evening is warm, and the air balmy and 
pleasant ; the soft maple in flower on the bank of the river 
gives out a sweeter fragrance than before ; but let us walk 
homeward. 
F, — A walk in the evening at this season has alv/ays 
charms for me, and .1 often delight to protract it into the 
night ; the general quietness that prevails around, and the 
sight of those unnumbered glittering worlds^ have a soothing 
and calming influence on my mind, and fit it for devotion. 
C. — What delightful odour is that which is now dif- 
fused through the air ? It is very different from that of the 
maple, but equally delicate and pleasing. 
F, — It comes from the Balm of Gilead, near the house : 
by day it is not perceivable, but in the damp dewy air 
of evening, at this season, the tree diffuses this delicious 
perfume. — If one sense is delighted by day, another is 
charmed by night ; how many sources of pleasure and in- 
nocent enjoyment has our good Creator opened for us ! 
" These are thy glorious works, Parent of good ! 
Almighty ! thine this universal frame, 
Thus wondrous fair ! thyself how wondrous then ! " 
