The savage has no "industries" in the sense which we attach to that comprehensive word; the terms "trade," "business," "profession," possess no equivalents in his language. He builds himself a hut, a cabin, or a wigwam; and he fabricates for his use a few indispensable implements, weapons, and utensils. The only profession recognized among savage peoples is that of the priesthood. Priests, indeed, are everywhere found as the teachers and ministers of a religion--if we are willing to bestow that sacred word on an incongruous mass of superstitious practices and beliefs, founded upon some dim idea of the existence of a Supreme Being. And this idea exists, though very faintly and rudely, and mingled with many atrocious or absurd aberrations, among most of the red-skins of North America and the islanders of Polynesia. These races believe in the power of a superior God, whom the former denominate the "Great Spirit," _Kitchi Manitou_, and the latter _Taoroa_ or _Tangara_; as well as in another life, a coarse and sensual immortality, wherein they hope to enjoy the full measure of those animal delights which constitute their ideal of perfect happiness. The conception which the savage forms of his God is, nevertheless, a very poor and imperfect one. He never connects him with his thoughts, his emotions, his moral or intellectual nature; but only with the material world--with the thunder and the lightning, the sunshine and the cloud. "Who is it," says the Indian, "that causes the rain to rise in the high mountains, and to empty itself into the ocean? Who is it that causes to blow the loud winds of winter, and that calms them again in the summer? Who is it that rears up the shade of those lofty forests, and blasts them with the quick lightning at his pleasure?" And so the Polynesian employs his priest to propitiate his God with sacrifices when the storm rages; and the African, after a prolonged drought, engages the intercession of his "rain-maker" to obtain the desired showers. It is not a moral and a spiritual, but a _material_ God, of whom the savage conceives, and before whose anger he trembles. In some regions of South America, and principally in Peru, man worships the sun as his supreme divinity, and it is easy to understand the awe and wonder with which the uncultivated mind would necessarily look upon the orb of day, the master and ruler of the year. With Southey, I find myself ready to exclaim:-- "I marvel not, O Sun, that unto thee In adoration man should bow the knee, And pour the prayer of mingled awe and love; For like a god thou art, and on thy way Of glory sheddest, with benignant ray, Beauty, and life, and joyaunce from above."