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Saint among Savages tells the remarkable story of St. Isaac Jogues, a French Jesuit who was killed by Mohawks while serving as a missionary in New France. Coming from a upper middle class life in Orleans, he knew from an early age that he wanted to be a priest and serve abroad as a missionary to risk his life in order to save souls. Along with several others, collectively known as the North American Martyrs, he followed his dreams and met death in the American wilderness. Living with the Huron people in what is now Ontario, he was captured by Mohawk warriors and tortured and held captive for over a year. He escaped back to France with help from the Dutch in New York, and remarkably insisted on going back to New France, even though he knew what he might be facing. Besides Jogues' life there is also a lot of material about the lives and customs of the Native American peoples who lived along the St. Lawrence River.
This is a new release of the original 1935 edition.
THE BIOGRAPHY OF A FRENCH JESUIT PRIEST WHO CAME TO AMERICA IN 1636 TO CHRISTIANIZE THE INDIANS OF NEW YORK AND CANADA.
Follows the life of French missionary priest, Isaac Jogues, from his arrival in Quebec in 1636 through his work with the Hurons, Iroquois, and Mohawk Indians to his death as a martyr in 1646.
"Seventy Years Among Savages" by Henry S. Salt is a collection of essays about animal welfare. Some notable titles include The argument -- Where ignorance was bliss -- Literæ inhumaniores -- The discovery -- Cannibal's conscience -- Glimpses of civilization -- The poet-pioneer -- Voices crying in the wilderness -- A league of humaneness -- Twentieth-century tortures -- Hunnish sports and fashions – etc. Excerpt: "The seventy years spent by me among savages form the subject of this story, but not, be it noted, seventy years of consciousness that my life was so cast, for during the first part of my residence in the strange land where I was born, the dreadful reality of my surroundings was hardly suspected by me, except now and then, perhaps, in a passing glimmer of apprehension. Then, by slow degrees, incident after incident brought a gradual awakening, until at last there dawned on my mind the conviction which alone could explain and reconcile for me the many contradictions of our society—that we were not "civilized" but "savages"—that the "dark ages," far from being part of a remote past, were very literally present."