Hîc

Filius Naturae

TAHATTAWAN, Sachimaupan,*

Extremus Indorum,

Venatus, hoc rivo piscatus est.

Per agros, prata, collesque, regnavit;

At si famae credendum est,

Manus non longas habuit.

Homo, Princeps, Christianus,

Quamvis incultus non indeploratus.

In moribus scilicet austerus et sine levitate;

Sermone grandis, venustus, imo etiam modicus!!!

Integritate fortitudineque explorata praeclarus.

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Hoc Scopulum ejus cenotapium este.

Indi, eheu! Ubique gentium sunt?

“Wehquetumah,—onk—kuttinnumoush—penowohteáog—wutche—kookom—puhchasuash,—kah—aongkóe—an—ohkeoog—wutche—kutahtó—onk.”

Here

A son of Nature

TAHATTAWAN, Sachimaupan,

The last of the Indians,

Hunted, in this stream he fished.

Over fields, meadows and hills he held sway,

But if report must be credited

He possessed no distant bands.

A Man, Chief, Christian,

Although unschooled not unlamented.

In character austere and without levity;

In language lofty, charming, and withal sparing!!

In integrity and resolution tried and found pre-eminent.

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This cliff shall be his cenotaph.

O Indians, alas! [and] where in the world are they?

“Desire of me, and I shall give thee the nations for thine inheritance, and the utmost parts of the earth for thy possession.”