The island of Madagascar, from its interesting and singular history, has claims upon the attention of every
European visitor. But from a Briton it demands more; for — independently of the pleasing novelty of a nation
overcoming the deeply-rooted prejudices and customs of ignorance and superstition, and suddenly grasping at
the highest pitch of civilization and improvement — he finds himself surrounded by a people emulous to
imitate his habits, solicitous of his acquaintance, and gratefully attached to his country. The more he
communicates with them the more he must admire their character; courageous yet docile, with a thirst for
glory and information that leads them to stray from their homes, although their hearts still fondly linger
there; and in possession of talents and perseverance that enable them to overcome every obstacle likely
either to obstruct or advance their progress in knowledge. Their firm and enthusiastic patriotism cannot be
better illustrated than by the following striking example, which much resembles that stern but inhuman sense
of duty which made the filicide Brutus the best of citizens but the
worst of parents.(pp. 66-67)From W.F.W. Owen, Narrative of Voyages to Explore the Shores of Africa, Arabia, and Madagascar, Volume 1 (1833).
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