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A HEADMAN AND WARRIOR OF THE MUSCOGULGEE NATION.
REPUBLISHED AT THE "SCRAP BOOK" OFFICE.
THE SAVAGE, it is hoped, will be an acceptable present to those who devote a portion of their time to literary amusements. Its aim is not to instruct the most enlightened people in the universe, but merely to afford a novel species of entertainment to that changeable being, who delights in variety. If The Savage find itself incapable of producing that which is original, it will endeavor to place old things in a new light; and if it be defective in a certain quality known by the name of wit, it faithfully promises never to have recourse to indecent ribaldry to supply the deficiency. Those who may feel disposed to retire for awhile from the conflicts of political warfare and seek for relaxation and repose in the wigwam of Piomingo, shall meet with a friendly reception. He will produce the calumet of peace, and bring forth for their entertainment "things new and old.” Piomingo is no federalist, no republican, no democrat, no aristocrat, in the common acceptation of those terms: but he may boast with the utmost propriety of being an American “indeed, in whom there is no guile." He sprang up in the wilderness far from the haunts of civilized men.
He inhaled with his first breath a love for savage independence; and his subsequent acquaintance with the arts, sciences, and languages of polished nations has not contributed to lessen his original prepossession in favor of the wild dignity of nature. He enjoys the beauties of the gardens, meadows and fields of a cultivated country; but he would resign them withi pleasure for the rivers, rocks and mountains of the desert. It was his fortune many years ago to form an acquaintance with an intelligent and learned citizen of the United States, who, in consequence of some misfortunes in early life, contracted such a distaste for the
manners, amusements and pleasures of his countrymen, " that he adopted the resolution of seeking oblivion of
his cares among the children of nature. He took up his abode in the country of the Muscogulgees, where he became known to Piomingo. A friendship, sincere, and lasting as life, was the consequence of this intimacy. Piomingo gained instruction from the lips of his companion. He was soon enabled to read and reflect; and
felt himself carried away by an irresistible propensity - forinvestigation. Delightful but fleeting was the period
of this intercourse. The friend of Piomingo died; and he has endeavored to console himself for his loss by seeking amusement among that people from whom his former associate had retired with disgust. He has travelled for several years through the United States, and at last fixed his residence in Philadelphia.
The good people of this republic have long derived amusement from the journals of polished travellers through barbarous nations: let us for once reverse the picture and see what entertainment can be drawn from the observations of a savage upon the manners and customs, vices and virtues, of those who boast the advantages of refinement and civilization.