DONALD'S VOYAGE TO CANADA.--HE GAINS THE FRIENDSHIP OF MR. SKINNER.--
REACHES QUEBEC.--VOYAGE UP THE ST LAWRENCE.--ARRIVAL AT THE NEW
TOWNSHIP.--DESCRIPTION OF THE SETTLEMENT.--MR. SKINNER PREACHES THE
GOSPEL, AND TAKES UP HIS RESIDENCE IN THE PLACE.
Donald found himself in a new world on board the fine emigrant ship,
which was conveying him and nearly three hundred settlers to Canada.
They were of every rank, calling, and character, but one object seemed
to animate them all--an eager desire to establish themselves and obtain
wealth in the new country to which they were bound. Some talked loudly
of the honour and glory of subduing the wilderness, and creating an
inheritance for their children; though among them Donald observed many
whom he was sure would never do either the one or the other.
Though frank and open-hearted, influenced by the usual caution of a
Scotchman, Donald did not feel disposed to form friendships with any of
his fellow-passengers until he had ascertained their characters. His
time, indeed, was fully occupied in pursuing the professional studies he
had commenced at home, and in doing work for Mr Todd. There was one
person on board, however, who excited his interest. He was a man of
middle age, and of mild and quiet manners, while the expression of his
eyes and mouth betokened firmness and determination. Donald could hear
nothing about him except that his name was Skinner, and that he was not
connected with any of the parties of settlers on board. His
conversation showed an enlightened mind, but he seemed at first rather
inclined to obtain information than to impart it. Perhaps he also
wished to gain an insight into the characters of his companions before
he allowed of any intimacy. Wherever he was, however he would allow of
no light or frivolous conversation, and he did not hesitate to rebuke
those who gave utterance to any profane or coarse expressions. Donald
had heard him spoken of as an over religious man. That he was a strict
one he had evidence, when one day, while several fellow-voyagers were
indulging in unseemly conversation, Mr Skinner approached them.
"Will you allow me to ask you a question, and I trust you will not be
offended, are you Christians?" he asked.
"Of course, Mr Skinner, of course we are," answered two or three of the
party, in the same breath.
"Then you will desire to follow the example of the Master whose name you
bear," he replied. "And He has said, `Be ye holy for I am holy.' `By
their fruits shall ye know them.' Now the fruits of the lips which you
have been producing are directly opposed to His commands. Can you
suppose that He who hears all you utter will be otherwise than grieved
and offended with the words you have just been speaking? Out of the
mouth the heart speaketh. Let me entreat you to examine your hearts,
and judge what is within them, and then ask yourselves whether they have
been changed. Whether `you are holy as God is holy,' whether you are
real or only nominal Christians. You are voyaging together to a country
where you expect to prosper--to secure an independence, and to enjoy
happiness and contentment for the remainder of your lives; but, my
friends, would you not act wisely to look beyond all this? As our
voyage in this ship must come to an end, so must our voyage through
life, and what then? Again I repeat, that though by nature depraved,
prone to evil, full of sin, with hearts desperately wicked, God says to
all who desire to enter the kingdom of heaven, to become heirs of
eternal life, to be prepared to go and dwell with Him, to enjoy eternal
happiness instead of eternal misery, `Be ye holy as I am holy.' You
will ask me, how can that be? I reply, take God at His word. He would
not tell us to be what we cannot be. He does not mock us with His
commands. He has said, `Believe in the Lord Jesus Christ and thou shalt
be saved.' But He does not mean that your belief is to be merely
affirmative; it is not sufficient only to acknowledge that Christ lived
and died on the cross. All Scripture shows that you must have a living
active faith in the complete and finished work of Christ. You must look
to Him as _your_ Saviour; you must know that His blood was shed for _you
individually_, and acknowledge His great love for you, which brought Him
down from the glories of heaven to suffer on the cross, and that love
must create a love in your hearts, and make you desirous of imitating
Him and serving Him. You must turn from your sins and strive to hate
sin, and in this you will have the all-sufficient aid of His Holy
Spirit. Thus, though as I have said, in yourselves unrighteous, sinful,
impure and doing things that you would not, yet, washed in the blood of
Jesus, God no longer looks on your iniquities. He blots your sins out
of remembrance. He puts them away as far as the east is from the west
He imputes Christ's righteousness to you. He clothes you in Christ's
pure and spotless garments. He declares you to be `holy as He is
holy.'"
Some of the young men he addressed hung down their heads, and others
tried to make their escape, but two or three fixed their eyes earnestly
on the speaker, whose manner was so kind and gentle that none could be
offended, however little they might have been disposed to agree with the
doctrine he enunciated. Among the latter was Donald Morrison. He had
heard many excellent sermons; he had listened respectfully to the
religious instruction which Janet, according to the light within her,
attempted to give him, but he had seldom heard the truth so plainly and
earnestly put before him, or at all events he had never so clearly
comprehended it.
Finding several of the party inclined to listen, Mr Skinner continued
his address, urging his hearers at once to accept the merciful offers of
salvation so freely made. As is generally the case where the gospel is
preached, some were inclined to side with the preacher, while others
were stirred by the natural depravity of the human heart, instigated by
Satan to more determined opposition.
Donald was induced from what he heard to examine his own heart. He had
not before been aware that it was depraved by nature and prone to evil;
that it must be renewed before he could love and truly serve Christ. He
had been trusting to his own good principles, to his desire to do right;
and he had been prepared to go forward and fight the battle of life,
relying on his own strength. Happy are those who make the important
discovery he did before the strife commences, before temptation comes in
their way, or an overthrow, often a fatal one, is certain. Donald had
believed that by living morally and honestly, and by labouring hard, he
should merit admission to that heaven where Christ would reign as king;
but he had never truly comprehended the necessity of the atonement--that
sins must remain registered against the sinner unless washed away by the
blood of Jesus, and that His blood can alone be applied through the
simple faith of the sinner.
From that day forward Donald sought every opportunity of conversing with
Mr Skinner, who was never weary of answering his questions and solving
his doubts. Mr Todd expressed some fears that his young friend would
become so engrossed with religious subjects, that he would neglect his
professional duties, and yet Mr Todd held religion in great respect,
and believed that he made the Bible his guide in life.
"I am very sure, my dear sir, that no man who truly loves and obeys the
Saviour will, in consequence, become a worse citizen, or be less
attentive to his worldly duties," answered Mr Skinner, to whom the
remark was made. "And I trust you will find Donald Morrison no
exception to the rule."
Donald spent a portion of each day with Mr Skinner, sometimes reading
with him, at others walking the deck, as the ship glided smoothly over
the ocean.
Their passage was somewhat long, for calms prevailed, but it was
prosperous, and at length the emigrant ship entered the waters of the
magnificent St Lawrence, and finally came to an anchor before the
renowned city of Quebec, which looked down smiling on the voyagers from
its rocky heights.
There was eager hurry and bustle on board, for the emigrants were
anxious to land, while on shore a general activity prevailed, as it was
the busy time of the year, when merchantmen, long barred by the ice
which bound up the river during winter, were daily arriving, and the
huge timber ships were receiving their cargoes of logs, brought down
through innumerable streams and lakes which intersect the country,
hundreds of miles from the far-off interior.
The emigrants now separated, some to go to the eastern townships or
other parts of the Lower Province, but the greater number to proceed up
the St Lawrence, and across Lake Ontario to the magnificent district
then being opened up, bounded west and south by Lakes Ontario, St Clare,
and Erie.
Donald found, to his satisfaction, that Mr Skinner was going in the
same direction. Donald knew no more than at first who Mr Skinner was;
he was satisfied, however, that he was a true man, with a single eye to
God's service.
"I may possibly settle among you," said his new friend. "Wherever human
beings are collected together, there I find my work."
"Are you a minister then?" asked Donald.
"Are not all Christ's faithful servants His ministers?" asked Mr
Skinner, "called on by Him to make known His great love to perishing
sinners; to tell them the only way by which they can be saved? In that
sense I reply yes to your question. My young friend I desire not to eat
the bread of idleness, nor to take aught from other men's hands."
Donald felt that he ought not to press his question further.
The party ascended the river in a sailing vessel to Montreal, and from
thence Kingston was reached by stage waggons, which conveyed them along
the banks of the river where the navigation was impeded by rapids,
though the greater part of the journey was performed in large boats up
the St Lawrence and through the beautiful lake of the "Thousand
Islands."
"I wish Margaret and David could have a sight of this lovely scenery,"
said Donald to his friend, as they glided by numberless islets in
succession, covered with rich and varied foliage.
"Their steps may some day be directed hither," answered Mr Skinner, who
was even a warmer admirer of the beauties of nature than his young
companion.
At Kingston they embarked on board a large schooner. Next morning, when
Donald came on deck, his surprise was great to find the vessel out of
sight of land. The water was perfectly smooth; a thin mist hung over
it, which probably concealed the nearer northern shore, for as the sun
rose, he could distinguish in that direction a long low line of coast,
fringed with the trees of the primeval forest. Here and there, as they
sailed along, small openings could be perceived, where settlements had
lately been formed, and the giants of the forest had fallen beneath the
woodman's axe.
The voyage terminated at Toronto, till lately called Little York, on the
western shore of the lake, but a long journey had yet to be performed
across the peninsula to the district Mr Todd had undertaken to settle.
Waggons and drays were put in requisition to convey the party and their
goods through the forest, while the leader and his staff, with other
gentlemen, rode on ahead to prepare for their reception. Donald
wondered how vehicles with wheels could make their way amid the stumps
of trees, along the track which then formed the only road to the
settlement. Here and there were swamps, which were made passable by
huge trunks of trees laid across the track, and bridges of timber, of a
primitive, though of a strong character, had already been thrown across
the streams.
"You see pioneers have been before us," observed Mr Todd to Donald.
"Settlers direct from the old country would have been appalled with the
difficulties the well-trained backwoodsmen have overcome."
Here and there were small clearings, in the centre of which log-houses
had been put up, to serve as wayside inns. At one of these Mr Todd and
his party halted as evening closed in. The accommodation was scanty,
though an ample meal of eggs and bacon and corn cakes, was served on a
long table which stood in the middle of the public room. Upon it,
beneath, and on the benches at the sides, the guests, wrapped in their
cloaks, with their saddles for pillow's, passed the night. Donald,
before lying down, went out to take a turn in front of the hut. As he
looked along the cutting towards the west, a bright glare met his eyes.
It at once struck him that the forest must be on fire, and he was
hastening back to warn his companions, when he met Mr Skinner.
"There is no danger," observed the latter. "We will proceed along the
road, and you will see the cause."
The light from the fire enabled them to find their way among the stumps,
and they soon saw before them an opening in the forest, in the centre of
which blazed a huge pile of vast trunks of trees, surrounded by men,
who, with long pitchforks, were throwing faggots under the trunks to
assist in consuming them.
"Although these trees would be worth many pounds by the water-edge, here
they are valueless and in the way, and no other mode has been discovered
of disposing of them," observed Mr Skinner to Donald. "Yet I always
regret to see the destruction of those magnificent productions with
which God has clothed the earth, but thousands and tens of thousands of
those monarchs of the forest are destined ere long to fall to make way
for the habitation of man. Yet one living soul is of more value than
them all, and we may hope that many a voice may be raised to Him in
hymns of praise amid this region, hitherto a wilderness, and which has
resounded only with the howl of the savage wolf, or the fierce war songs
of the long benighted inhabitants of the land."
A busy scene presented itself as the cavalcade at length reached the new
settlement. Here and there, amid the stumps of trees, were scattered
tents, shanties, and log-huts, either finished or in the course of
erection. Women were cooking over fires in front of their rude
dwellings, while their children played around. Oxen, urged on by the
cries of their drivers, were dragging up huge logs to form the walls of
the huts. Drays were conveying sawn timber from the banks of the broad
stream which flowed by on one side--a saw-mill, turned by its water,
being already busily at work. A little way off, the tall trees were
falling with loud crashes before the woodmen's axes, engaged in
enlarging the borders of the settlement. While here and there arose
edifices of greater pretensions than their neighbours, with
weather-boarded sides and roofs. Several broad roads intersected the
projected town at right angles, from which, however, no attempt had as
yet been made to remove the stumps of the trees; while all around arose
the dark wall formed by the forest, closely hemming in the clearing,
with the exception of the single opening through which the travellers
had made their way.
"This is a wild place, indeed," said Donald, as he surveyed the scene.
"It was wilder a few months ago," answered Mr Todd. "It is our task to
reduce it into order, and ere long we shall see handsome houses, gaily
painted cottages, blooming orchards, green pastures, and fields waving
with rich corn, in lieu of the scene which now meets our eyes. But we
have no time to lose. We must select a spot by the river for the new
settlers to camp on, obtain a supply of wood for their fires, and get
some shanties put up for the women and children and old people."
Mr Todd and his attendants dismounted at the door of the chief inn. It
was also a store, at which every iron article, from a plough to a
needle, all sorts of haberdashery and clothing, groceries, stationery,
drugs and beer, wines and spirits, could be procured, as the proprietor,
who shook hands with the new arrivals, informed them.
Donald was soon actively engaged under Mr Todd in the duties of his
office, and from that day forward till the close of the summer he had
very few minutes he could call his own, with the exception of those
granted during the blessed day of rest. He now learned to value the
Sabbath more than ever, when he could rest from the toils of the week,
and leave his surveying staff and chains, his axe and note-book, and
turn with earnest faith to God's Word. No chapel or church had as yet
arisen, and the gospel would not have been proclaimed had not Mr
Skinner invited the inhabitants to meet him beneath the shade of the
lofty trees, where, with his own hands, he had cleared away the
brushwood. Here he proclaimed the glad tidings of salvation by the
blood of the Lamb, to many who had never before heard the glorious news.
Many assembled gladly, especially the settlers from bonnie Scotland;
some came from curiosity, or to pass away the time; and a few to mock at
the unauthorised preacher, who, in his ordinary dress, ventured, as they
asserted, to set himself up among his fellows. Provided souls were won,
the stranger cared nothing for the remarks which might be made.
He had purchased a plot of ground on the banks of the stream, some way
removed from the township, and here, with the aid of three or four hired
labourers, he had made a clearing and erected a log-hut, at which Donald
was always a welcome guest, with several others who came to hear God's
Word explained.
The winter came on, and snow covered the ground, but the axemen went on
with their labours, and the tall trunks they felled could now with
greater ease be dragged either to the saw-mill, to the spots where
log-huts were to be erected, to form snake fencing, or to the great
heaps prepared for burning. Donald was surprised to find how rapidly
the months went by, and how soon the period of the year at which he had
arrived in Canada had returned.