certainly on account of his Silence and his Stupidity have turned him looſe into the Woods again, or ſhut him up in a Monaſtery; and then have publiſhed very learned Relations of him, as of a very curious Beaſt, and not very unlike a Man.
Though the Inhabitants of Europe for three or four Hundred Years paſt have overrun the other Parts of the World, and are conſtantly publiſhing new Collections of Voyages, I am perſuaded that thoſe of Europe are the only Men we are as yet acquainted with; nay, to judge by the ridiculous Prejudices which to this Day prevail even among Men of Letters, very few, by the pompous Title of the Study of Mankind, mean any thing more than the Study of their own Countrymen. Individuals may go and come as much as they pleaſe, Philoſophy, one would imagine, remained ſtock ſtill; and accordingly that of one Nation little ſuits another. The Reaſon of this is evident, at leaſt in reſpect to diſtant Countries. There are but four Sorts of Perſons, who make long Voyages; Sailors, Merchants, Soldiers, and Miſſionaries: Now it is ſcarce
