Titel: Hints and questions for the use of candidates, lower instruction English
Auteur: Hoog, W. de
Uitgave: Dordrecht: J.P. Revers, 1890 *
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Citeerinstructie: Bijzondere Collecties van de Universiteit van Amsterdam, UBM: Obr. 4878
Onderwerp: Taal- en letterkunde naar afzonderlijke talen: Engelse taalkunde
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on the shore, with many a church-spire shooting up between, looked
coldly on, and seemed to disdain their chafing neighbour.
Notwithstanding the obloquy with which the early historians
have overshadowed the characters of the unfortunate natives, some
bright gleams occasionally break through, which throw a degree of
melancholy lustre on their memories. Facts are occasionally to be
met with in the rude annals of the eastern provinces, which, though
recorded with the colouring of prejudice and bigotry, yet speak for
themselves, and will be tlwelt on with applause and sympathy when
prejuilice shall have passed away.
In one of the homely narratives of the Indian wars in New
England, there is a touching account of the desolation carried into
the tribe of the Pequod Indians. Humanity shrinks from the cold-
blooded detail of indiscriminate butchery. In one place we read
of the surprisal of an Indian fort in the night, when the wigwams
were wrapped in flames, and the miserable inhabitants shot down
and slain in attempting to escape, „ all being despatched and ended
in the course of an hour." After a series of similar transactions,
„ our soldiers," as the historian piously observes, „ being resolved
by God's assistance to make a final destruction of them," the un-
happy savages being hunted from their homes and fortresses, and
pursued with fire and sword, a scanty, but gallant band, the sad
remnant of the Pequod warriors, with their wives and children,
took refuge in a swamp.
Burning with indignation, and rendered sullen by despair; with
hearts bursting with grief at the destruction of their tribe, and
spirits galled and sore at the fancied ignominy of their defeat, they
refused to ask their lives at the hands of an insulting foe, and pre-
ferred death to submission.
As the night drew on they were surrounded in their dismal
retreat, so as to render escape impracticable. Thus situated, their
enemy „ plied them with shot all the time, by which means many
were killed and buried in the mire." In the darkness and fog that
preceded the dawn of day some few broke through the besiegers