A political victory, a rise of rents, the recovery of your sick, or the return of your absent friend, or some other favorable event, raises your spirits, and you think good days are preparing for you. Do not believe it. Nothing can bring you peace but yourself. Nothing can bring you peace but the triumph of principles.

Columbus found the New World

For every Stoic was a Stoic; but in Christendom where is the Christian?

Society never advances.

nsist on yourself; never imitate.

Our minds travel when our bodies are forced to stay at home

as a girl

aliens

the self-helping man. For him all doors are flung wide

self-reliance:

In what prayers do men allow themselves

A sturdy lad from New Hampshire or Vermont

High be his heart, faithful his will, clear his sight, that he may in good earnest be doctrine, society, law, to himself, that a simple purpose may be to him as strong as iron necessity is to others! If any man consider the present aspects of what is called by distinction

must be myself. I cannot break myself any longer for you, or you. If you can love me for what I am, we shall be the happier. If you cannot, I will still seek to deserve that you should. I will not hide my tastes or aversions

Why should we assume the faults of our friend, or wife, or father, or child, because they sit around our hearth, or are said to have the same blood?

But now we are a mob.

ever-blessed ONE

Who has more obedience than I masters me, though he should not raise his finger

what is called life, and what is called death.

Time and space are but physiological colors which the eye makes, but the soul is light

If I see a trait, my children will see it after me,

Here are the lungs of that inspiration which giveth man wisdom, and which cannot be denied without impiety and atheism.

For, the sense of being which in calm hours rises, we know not how, in the soul, is not diverse from things, from space, from light, from time, from man, but one with them, and proceeds obviously from the same source whence their life and being also proceed

man

a true man belongs to no other time or place, but is the centre of things. Where he is, there is nature.

esound with the hum of insects

Why drag about this corpse of your memory

error that scares us from self-trust is our consistency

feminine rage

For nonconformity the world whips you with its displeasure

Their every truth is not quite true

Do your work, and you shall reinforce yourself.

you will always find those who think they know what is your duty better than you know it.

you are a man

My life is for itself and not for a spectacle.

though I confess with shame I sometimes succumb and give the dollar

The doctrine of hatred must be preached as the counteraction of the doctrine of love

I am ashamed to think how easily we capitulate to badges and names, to large societies and dead institutions

“They do not seem to me to be such; but if I am the Devil’s child, I will live then from the Devil.

Whoso

Society is a joint-stock company, in which the members agree, for the better securing of his bread to each shareholder, to surrender the liberty and culture of the eater.

. You must court him: he does not court you.

. Infancy conforms to nobody

must accep

the absolutely trustworthy

Trust thyself: every heart vibrates to that iron string. Accept the place the divine providence has found for you

gay

t God will not have his work made manifest by cowards

We but half express ourselves, and are ashamed of that divine idea which each of us represents.

imitation is suicide

we shall be forced to take with shame our own opinion from another.

In every work of genius we recognize our own rejected thoughts

and spoke not what men but what they thought. A man should learn to detect and watch that gleam of light which flashes across his mind from within

To believe your own thought, to believe that what is true for you in your private heart is true for all men, — that is genius.

The soul always hears an admonition in such lines

uckle him with the she-wolf’s teat; Wintered with the hawk and fox, Power and speed be hands and feet.

Our acts our angels are, or good or ill,

“Man is his own star; and the soul that can Render an honest and a perfect man, Commands all light, all influence, all fate; Nothing to him falls early or too late.

“Ne te quaesiveris extra.”

why am I troubled? It was but the other day that if I had had the world, I would have given it for my freedom, or to have been a servant to a Christian. I have learned to look beyond present and smaller troubles,

Affliction I wanted, and affliction I had

I have seen the extreme vanity of this world: One hour I have been in health, and wealthy, wanting nothing. But the next hour in sickness and wounds, and death, having nothing but sorrow and affliction.

my thoughts are upon things past, upon the awful dispensation of the Lord towards us

“Money answers all things”

eceived one of our children

I was walking through the valley of the shadow of death;

About this time the council had ordered a day of public thanksgiving.

Their not knowing where our children were was a sore trial to us still, and yet we were not without secret hopes that we should see them again.

f I knew where his wife was? Poor heart! he had helped to bury her, and knew it not.

oy to see such a lovely sight, so many Christians together,

I took my leave of them, and in coming along my heart melted into tears, more than all the while I was with them

I have been in the midst of those roaring lions, and savage bears, that feared neither God,

n my travels an Indian came to me and told me, if I were willing, he and his squaw would run away, and go home along with me. I told him no: I was not willing to run away, but desired to wait God’s time,

But to return again to my going home,

And the Lord had not so many ways before to preserve them, but now He hath as many to destroy them.

many times devilish cruelty to the English

But now our perverse and evil carriages in the sight of the Lord, have so offended Him, that instead of turning His hand against them, the Lord feeds and nourishes them up to be a scourge to the whole land.

can but stand in admiration to see the wonderful power of God in providing for such a vast number of our enemies in the wilderness

They would pick up old bones, and cut them to pieces at the joints, and if they were full of worms and maggots, they would scald them over the fire to make the vermine come out, and then boil them, and drink up the liquor, and then beat the great ends of them in a mortar, and so eat them

Though many times they would eat that, that a hog or a dog would hardly touch; yet by that God strengthened them to be a scourge to His people.

if their corn were cut down, they would starve and die with hunger, and all their corn that could be found, was destroyed, and they driven from that little they had in store, into the woods in the midst of winter

They could go in great numbers over, but the English must stop. God had an over-ruling hand in all those things.

that that river should be impassable to the English

is the Lord’s doing, and it should be marvelous in our eyes.

God seemed to leave his People to themselves, and order all things for His own holy ends

say, that then our army should want provision, and be forced to leave their pursuit and return homeward; and the very next week the enemy came upon our town, like bears bereft of their whelps, or so many ravenous wolves, rending us and our lambs to death.

when our English army was so numerous, and in pursuit of the enemy,

I told them, they had as good knock me in head as starve me to death.

Then I took it of the child, and eat it myself, and savory it was to my taste

then she cut me off a little piece, and gave one of the English children a piece also.

Then I went into another wigwam, where they were boiling corn and beans, which was a lovely sight to see, but I could not get a taste thereof.

I saw an Englishman stripped naked, and lying dead upon the ground, but knew not who it was.

So like were these barbarous creatures to him who was a liar from the beginning.

. He told me he saw him such a time in the Bay, and he was well, but very melancholy

Whereupon I asked one of them, whether they intended to kill him; he answered me, they would not.

Yet I can say, that in all my sorrows and afflictions, God did not leave me to have my impatience work towards Himself, as if His ways were unrighteous. But I knew that He laid upon me less than I deserved

I should suddenly leap up and run out, as if I had been at home, forgetting where I was

I removed a stick that kept the heat from me. A squaw moved it down again, at which I looked up

and I considered their horrible addictedness to lying, and that there is not one of them that makes the least conscience of speaking of truth.

He answered me that such a time his master roasted him, and that himself did eat a piece of him, as big as his two fingers, and that he was very good meat.

I had not seen my son a pretty while

t. Here one asked me to make a shirt for her papoose, for which she gave me a mess of broth,

I went with a good load at my back

and a good fire we had; and through the good providence of God, I had a comfortable lodging that night.

Then was I fain to stoop to this rude fellow

. I told them, I could not tell where to go, they bade me go look; I told them, if I went to another wigwam they would be angry,

ticks for my own comfort, that I might not lie a-cold

with my heart as full as it could hold, and yet so hungry that I could not sit neither;

I had to go through, my master being gone, who seemed to me the best friend that I had of an Indian, both in cold and hunger, and quickly so it proved.

My spirit was, upon this, I confess, very impatient, and almost outrageous.

udden my mistress gives out; she would go no further, but turn back again,

But the thoughts of my going homeward (for so we bent our course) much cheered my spirit, and made my burden seem light, and almost nothing at all.

and the rather because their insolency grew worse and worse.

I complained it was too heavy, whereupon she gave me a slap in the face, and bade me go;

she snatched it hastily out of my hand, and threw it out of doors.

which did much rejoice my spirit

This morning I asked my master whether he would sell me to my husband

I put it in my pocket to keep it safe. Yet notwithstanding, somebody stole it, but put five Indian corns in the room of it; which corns were the greatest provisions I had in my travel for one day.

but I thought I never tasted pleasanter meat in my life.

For though I had formerly used tobacco, yet I had left it ever since I was first taken. It seems to be a bait the devil lays

Yet I answered, they would kill me. “No,” said he, “none will hurt you.” Then came one of them and gave me two spoonfuls of meal to comfort me

could not but be amazed at the numerous crew of pagans

preserving us

my son Joseph unexpectedly came to me. We asked of each other’s welfare, bemoaning our doleful condition

o which they answered me they would break my face

The first week of my being among them I hardly ate any thing; the second week I found my stomach grow very faint for want of something; and yet it was very hard to get down their filthy trash;

they filled it up again

I did not wet my foot (which many of themselves at the other end were mid-leg deep) which cannot but be acknowledged as a favor of God to my weakened body,

; I carried only my knitting work

When all the company was come up, and were gathered together, I thought to count the number of them, but they were so many, and being somewhat in motion, it was beyond my skill

hey marched on furiously, with their old and with their young: some carried their old decrepit mothers, some carried one, and some another. Four of them carried a great Indian upon a bier

or they went as if they had gone for their lives

whether he thought the Indians would let me read? He answered, yes.

ending me a Bible

Oh, the hideous insulting and triumphing that there was over some Englishmen’s scalps that they had taken

But before they came to us, Oh! the outrageous roaring and hooping that there was.

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my condition

(by my master in this writing, must be understood Quinnapin, who was a Sagamore, and married King Philip’s wife’s sister; not that he first took me, but I was sold to him by another Narragansett Indian, who took me when first I came out of the garrison). I went to take up my dead child in my arms to carry it with me, but they bid me let it alone; there was no resisting, but go I must and leave it. When I had been at my master’s wigwam, I took the first opportunity I could get to go look after my dead child.

was, but now the case is changed; I must and could lie down by my dead babe, side by side all the night after.

my sweet babe like a lamb departed this life on Feb. 18, 1675.

picture of death in my lap.

sometimes one Indian would come and tell me one hour that “your master will knock your child in the head,” and then a second, and then a third, “your master will quickly knock your child in the head.”

hat it was easy for me to see how righteous it was with God to cut off the thread of my life and cast me out of His presence forever

Oh the number of pagans

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what with my own wound, and my child’s being so exceeding sick,

, looking that every hour would be the last of its life

nd there being no furniture upon the horse’s back

with sorrow that cannot be expressed.

ne of the Indians carried my poor wounded babe upon a horse; it went moaning all along

It is not my tongue, or pen, can express the sorrows of my heart, and bitterness of my spirit

But now, the next morning, I must turn my back upon the town, and travel with them into the vast and desolate wilderness, I knew not whither.

Those seven

the Indians told me they would kill him as he came homeward), my children gone, my relations and friends gone, our house and home and all our comforts—within door and without—all was gone

my thoughts ran upon my losses and sad bereaved condition. All was gone, my husband gone (at least separated from me,

Oh the roaring, and singing and dancing, and yelling of those black creatures in the night

“What, will you love English men still?

. There was hard by a vacant house

Now away we must go with those barbarous creatures, with our bodies wounded and bleeding, and our hearts no less than our bodies

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I wanted to kill my brother and my sister. It seemed to me that my heart would not feel good until I killed one of them.

I know that you will say to yourself, “Well, this life is good enough.” After you have taken it for the first time, it will seem as if they are digging a grave for you, that you are about to die; and you will not want to take it again. “It is bad,” you will think to yourself. You will believe that you are going to die and you will want to know what is going to happen to you.

Come with your disease, for this medicine will cure it. Whatever you have, come and eat this medicine and you will have true knowledge once and for all. Learn of this medicine yourself through actual experience.

They were really very ill and now they have been cured of it.

Their parents had acquired great possessions by giving medicines to the people.

There was a man named Walking-Priest and he was very fond of whisky; he chewed and he smoked and he gambled. He was very fond of women. He did everything that was bad. Then I gave him some of the peyote and he ate it and he gave up all the had things he was doing.

Indeed, it is good. They are all well—my brother, my sister, my father, my mother. I felt very good indeed. O medicine, grandfather, most assuredly you are holy! All that is connected with you, that I would like to know and that I would like to understand. Help me! I give myself up to you entirely!

“Perhaps it is this peyote that is doing this thing to me?”

The following night we were to eat peyote again. I thought to myself, “Last night it almost harmed me.” “Well, let us do it again,” they said. “All right, I’ll do it.” So there we ate seven peyote apiece.

If only some of my own people were here! That would have been better. Now no one will know what has happened to me. I have killed myself.”

In addition to the above, there is found a large eagle feather fan, a small drum, arid a peculiar small type of rattle. To my knowledge, this type was unknown among the Winnebago before its introduction by the peyote eaters.

“God, his holiness.”This is what the Winnebago words mean, although some of the younger members who have been strongly permeated with Christian teachings translate the prayer into, “God, the Son, and the Holy Ghost.”

These generally arise and deliver self-accusatory speeches, and make more or less formal confessions, after which they go around shaking hands with everyone and asking forgiveness.

The ritualistic unit, in short, is a very definite one, consisting of a number of speeches and songs and in the passing of the regalia from one to the other of the four participants.

In this way the regalia passed from one person to another throughout the night. It not infrequently happens that one of these four gets tired and gives up his place temporarily to some other member of the cult.

They represent, of course, merely a substitution for the older pagan ceremonies and games that were held about that time.

great significance for the study of their religion.

Mescal or Peyote