again. But the poor Youth, tho' but ſlightly hit with the Stone, felt from that Moment ſo exceſſive a Pain in his Bowels, that the Cry was never out of his Mouth for ſeven Days, at the End of which he died.
Nor is there any Neceſſity for one who is leſs in love with Solitude, to paſs his Time wholly in it. Rude and ſavage as I have deſcribed the Cuſtoms and Manners of this People to be, there are yet ſome Exceptions to that general Rule; inſomuch that a Perſon always brought up in high Life, may find Companions polite and well qualified enough for his Converſation even among the Natives; but then as the chief Towns are ſeldom without ſome Gentry, either Engliſh, Iriſh, or Scots, tho' the greater number are of the two later, 'tis eaſy to believe agreeable Converſation is not impoſſible to be found.
A very great Enemy to having any good Fellowship with one another, is the Belief the Natives are poſſeſs'd of, and endeavour to inſpire into every body elſe,· that there is not a Creek or Cranny in
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