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We ſhould not imagine that negroes are of a different ſpecies from ourſelves, or that they are more inert in mental ſenſations, or leſs vigorous in bodily purſuits, than the natives are of other climates. It is not in the American colonies that we are to look for their exertions; we ſhould trace them in their wilds, the interminable foreſts of Africa: we ſhould behold them in their native woods, their deſarts, and their waters; we ſhould follow them in the chaſe of the lion, the tyger, and the crocodile, in fatigue that would melt down an European conſtitution; in danger that would appal courage, and even add horror to deſpair: we ſhould examine them in the patience of expectation, the cunning of ſurprize, the ardour of purſuit, the vigour of attack, the ſpirit of defence, or the exultation of conqueſt, to form an idea of their local manners, their courage, or their powers. How tame to them would appear our boaſted diverſions of a timid hare, that implores as it runs, and in a voice reſembling that, in which our firſt wants and pains are known, and which is too importunate not to intereſt thoſe who hear, but to which
