Vous le dirai-je? Je voudrois que pendant qu'on donne les apparences de l'eftime à ceux, qui travaillent pour la Gloire, on jonit du droit de les méprifer intérieurement. Car enfin il y a de la fottife à ne pas travailler pour foi, nous en fommes déjà convenus. De plus, le gens qui courent après la Gloire, ne fe chargent-ils pas des emplois les plus difficiles? Et valets de la focieté n'en rempliffent-ils pas les fonctions les plus pénibles?

Apollon.

Vous avez raifon: le mépris fembleroit devoir être la vraie récompenfe de ce qu'on fait pour la Gloire.

Lord

Lord Lyttelton.

S. B. III. S. 415. Von seinen Todtengesprächen, den besten, welche die Engländer besigen, habe ich die zweite Ausgabe vor mir, die zu London, 1760. in gr. 8. erschien. Er befolgte einen weitern und mehr umfassenden Plan, als seine Vorgänger, und wählte seine dialogirende Personen aus der Geschichte aller Zeiten und den merkwürdigsten dars in vorkommenden Charakteren, wozu noch, wie in dem hier mitgetheilten Gespräche einige selbst erfundne Personen kas men. Bei seinen sich unterredenden Schatten sezt er die Kenntniß dessen voraus, was in der Folgezeit nach ihrem Les ben, und selbst bei andern Nationen, vorgefallen ist. Dies ser, sehr charakteristischen, Todtengespräche sind überhaupt acht und zwanzig, wovon aber die drei leßtern einen andern Verfasser haben. Eine nicht ganz verfehlte Nachahmung dieser Gespräche waren die siebzehn New Dialogues of the Dead eines ungenannten, die gleichfalls bei Dodsley zu Lons don, 1762, in gr. 8. heraus kamen.

MERCURY

An English DUELLIST

A North American SAVAGE.

The DUELLIST.

MERCURY, Charon's Boat is on the other fide of the Water. Allow me, before it returns, to have fome converfation with the North-American Savage, whom you brought hither at the fame time as you conducted me to the Shades. I never faw one of that Species before, and am curious to know what the Animal is. He looks very grim. Pray, Sir, what is your Name? I understand You speak English.

SAVAGE.

Lord Lyttel

ton.

SAVAGE,

Yes, I learnt it in my Childhood, having been bred for fome years in the town of New York. But, before I was a Man, I returned to my Countrymen, the valiant Mohawks; and being cheated by one of your's in the fale of fome Rum, I never cared to have any thing to do with them afterwards. Yet I took up the Hatchet for them with the rest of my Tribe in the War against France, and was kill ed while I was out upon a Scalping Party. But I died very well fatisfied: for my Friends were victo rious, and before I was fhot I had fcalped feven Men and five Women and Children. In a former War I had done ftill greater Exploits. My Name is the Bloody Bear: it was given me to express my Fiercenefs and Valour.

DUELLIST.

Bloody Bear, I refpect you, and am much your humble fervant. My Name is Tom Pushwell, very well known at Arthur's. I am a Gentleman by my Birth, and by Profeffion a Gamefter and Man of Honour. I have killed Men in fair Fighting, in honourable fingle combat, but don't un derftand cutting the Throats of Women and Chil dren.

SAVAGE.

Every

Sir, that is our way of making War. Nation has its own Cuftoms. But by the Grimness of your Countenance, and that Hole in your Breaft, I prefume you were killed, as I was myfelf, in fome fcalping Party. How happened it that your Ennemy did not take off your fcalp?

DUEL

DUELLIST.

Lord Lyttels

Sir, I was killed in a Duel. A Friend of mi

After two or three

ne had lent me fome Money.
years, being in great want himself, he asked me to
pay him. I thought his Demand an Affront to my
Honour, and fent him a Challenge. We met in

Hide - Park.

The Fellow could not fence: I was

the adroiteft Swordiman in England.
I gave him
three or four Wounds, but at last he run upon me
with fuch Impetuofity, that he put me out of my
Play, and I could not prevent him from whipping
me through the Lungs. I died the next day, as a
Man of Honour fhould, without any fnivelling
figns of Repentance: and he will follow me foon;
for his Surgeon has declared his Wounds to be mor-
tal. It is faid, that his Wife is dead of her
Fright, and that his Family of feven Children will
be undone by his Death. So I am well revenged,
and that is a Comfort. For my Part, I had no Wi-
fe. I always hated marriage: my Whore will
take good care of herself, and my Children are pro-
vided for at the Foundling Hofpital.

SAVAGE.

Mercury, I won't go in a Boat with that Fellow. He has murdered his Countryman: he has murdered his Friend: I fay, I won't go in a Boat with that Fellow. I will fwim over the River: I can fwim like a Duck.

MERCURY.

Swim over the Styx! it must not be done; it is against the Laws of Pluto's Empire. You must go in the Boat, and be quiet.

SAVAGE.

ton.

Lord Lyttel

ton.

SAVAGE.

Don't tell me of Laws: I am a Savage: I value no Laws. Talk of Laws to the Englishman: there are Laws in his Country, and yet you fee he did not regard them. For they could never allow him to kill his Fellow-fubject, in time of Peace, because he asked him to pay a Debt. I know that the English are a barbarous Nation; but they can't be fo brutal as to make fuch things lawful,

MERCURY.

You reason well against Him. But how comes it that you are so offended with Murder; you, who have maffacred Women in their Sleep, and Children in the Cradle?

SAVAGE.

I killed none but Enemies: I never killed my own Countrymen: I never killed my Friend. Here, take my Blanket, and let it come over in thé Boat; but fee that the Murderer does not fit upon it, or touch it. If he does, I will burn it in the Fire I fee yonder. Farewell, I am refolved to fwim over the Water.

MERCURY.

By this touch of my Wand I take all thy Strength from thee. Swim now if thou canft.

SAVAGE.

This is a very potent Enchanter. me my Strength, and I will obey thee.

Reftore

MER