He would not suffer his son to marry the daughter of his master, even if she could bring him all the West Indies as her portion.

He would observe too, that the Hindoo-peasant drank his water from his native well; that, if his meal were scanty, he received it from the hand of her, who was most dear to him; that, when he laboured, he laboured for her and his offspring.

His daily task being finished, he reposed with his family.

No retrospect of the happiness of former days, compared with existing misery, disturbed his slumber; nor horrid dreams occasioned him to wake in agony at the dawn of day.

No barbarous sounds of cracking whips reminded him, that with the form and image of a man his destiny was that of the beast of the field.