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feelings I have since heard that he is not dead, which has a little reconted my spirits, else I should not have been able to have written these few lines. [indecipherable] not think what my heart is made of, I think [indecipherable] a woman who had a greater share of timidity than what I have. Yet on the contrary, there is a latent principle in the same heart, that in an emergency bids defiance to fear - a peculiar and complicated constitution, is mine! Sometimes I think this timidity proceeds from my retired or secluded life.
The native I have been speaking of is the most civilized of any one that I know who may still be called a savage. And the best interpreter of the more inland native language of any that I have met with. I can place that confidence in him which I cannot in any other. All except him are afraid to go beyond the limits of the space which they inhabit, with me (or indeed with any other) and I know this one would stand by me until I fell, if attacked by any strangers. His name is Moowattin. I hope he will recover - I should much like to bring him to England. By shewing him the different Museums we should gain a better knowledge of the animals of this part, for I have heard of several which I think are not in England. Though the natives of this part by going naked and their different customs render them the most wretched objects to Europeans of any, yet I say no more than truth, that I can single out several who have by far better mental faculties than hundreds of the lower order in England. Moowattin in a forced measure has been bred with me.
I remain your most
obedient humble sert
George Caley
Nov 3 - 1808