The Innocence of the Market Place

The picture of human life in the market place was yet enlivened by some diversity of hue. The generation next to the early immigrants wore the blackest shade of puritanism, and so darken the national visage with it that all the subsequent years have not sufficed to clear it up. A party of indians, in their finery of curiously embroidered deerskin robes, wampum belts, red and yellow, ochre and feathers, stood apart with countenances of inflexible gravity beyond what even the puritan aspect could attain. Nor wild as were these, were they the wildest feature of the scene? This distinction could more just