 | Joseph Story - Massachusetts - 1828 - 108 pages
...where at the approach of the white man they fade away. We hear the rustling of their footsteps, like 74 that of the withered leaves of autumn, and they are gone for ever. They pass mournfully by us, and they return no more. Two centuries ago, the smoke of their wigwams... | |
 | Lydia Maria Child - Indians of North America - 1829 - 306 pages
...can be more melancholy than their history. Every where at approach of the white men they fade away. We hear the rustling of their footsteps, like that...withered leaves of autumn, and they are gone for ever. They pass mournfully by us, and they return no more. Two centuries ago, the smoke of their wigwams... | |
 | John Fanning Watson - New York (N.Y.) - 1830 - 902 pages
...destined to a slo\v but sure extinction. Every where at the approach of the white man, they fade away. We hear the rustling of their footsteps, like that of the withered leaves of autumn; and themselves, like "the scar and yellow leaf," are gone forever J Once the smoke of their wigwams, and... | |
 | John J. Harrod - Readers - 1832 - 338 pages
...destined to a slow but sure extinction. 2. Every where, at the approach of the white man, they fade away. We hear the rustling of their footsteps, like that...withered leaves of autumn, and they are gone for ever. They pass mournfully by us, and they return no more. Two centuries ago the smoke of their wigwams,... | |
 | John Fanning Watson - Pennsylvania - 1833 - 336 pages
...destined to a slow but sure extinction. Every where, at the approach of the white man they fade away. We hear the rustling of their footsteps, like that of the withered leaves of autumn ; and themselves, like " the sear and yellow leaf," are gone for ever ! If they had the vices of savage life,... | |
 | Joseph Story - Constitutional law - 1835 - 558 pages
...destined to a slow, but sure extinction. Every where, at the approach of the white man, they fade away. We hear the rustling of their footsteps, like that...withered leaves of autumn, and they are gone for ever. They pass mournfully by us, and they return no more. Two centuries ago, the smoke of their wigwams... | |
 | Speeches, addresses, etc., American - 1837 - 396 pages
...destined to a slow, but sure extinction. Every where at the approach of the white man they fade away. We hear the rustling of their footsteps, like that...withered leaves of autumn, and they are gone for ever. They pass mournfully by us, and they return no more. Two centuries ago, the smoke of their wigwams... | |
 | James Otto Lewis - Indians of North America - 1839 - 98 pages
...destined to a slow but sure extinction. Everywhere, at the approach of the white man, they fade away. We hear the rustling of their footsteps, like that...of the withered leaves of Autumn, and they are gone forever. They pass mournfully by us, and they return no more. Two centuries ago, the smoke of their... | |
 | Charles Walton Sanders - Readers - 1849 - 316 pages
...destined to a slow, but sure extinction. Every where, at the approach of the white man, they fade away. We hear the rustling of their footsteps, like that...withered leaves of autumn, and they are gone for ever. They pas,i mournfully by us, and they return no more. 2. Two centuries ago, the smoke of their wigwams,... | |
 | Salem Town - 1845 - 296 pages
...destined to a slow, but sure extinction. Every where, at the approach of the white man, they fade away. We hear the rustling of their footsteps, like that...of the withered leaves of autumn, and they are gone forever. They pass mournfully by us, and they return no more. Two centuries ago, the smoke of their... | |
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What can be more melancholy than their history ? By a law of their nature, they seem destined to a slow but sure extinction. Everywhere, at the approach of the white man, they fade away. 
