April. During this month they continued to extract the juice of the

sugar-maple, for making sugar. On the 7th the gardeners began to make

hot-beds. On the 20th the ice in the river broke loose near Quebec, and

went down; which rarely happens so soon; for the river St. Lawrence is

sometimes covered with ice opposite Quebec, on the 10th of May. On the

22d, and 23d, there fell a quantity of snow. On the 25th they began to

sow near St. Joachim. The same day they saw some swallows. The 29th

they sowed corn all over the country. Ever since the 23d the river had

been clear at Quebec.

May. The third of this month the cold was so great in the morning, that

Celsius’s, or the Swedish thermometer, was four degrees below the

freezing point; however, it did not hurt the corn. On the 16th all the

summer-corn was sown. On the 5th the Sanguinaria, Narcissus, and

violet, began to blow. The 17th the wild cherry-trees, rasberry-bushes,

apple-trees, and lime-trees, began to expand their leaves. The

strawberries were in flower about that time. The 29th the wild

cherry-trees were in blossom. On the 26th part of the French

apple-trees, cherry-trees, and plum-trees, opened their flowers.

June. The 5th of this month all the trees had got leaves. The

apple-trees were in full flower. Ripe straw-berries were to be had on

the 22d. Here it is noted, that the weather was very fine for the

growth of vegetables.

July. The corn began to shoot into ears on the 12th, and had ears every

where on the 21st. (It is to be observed, that they sow nothing but

summer-corn here.) Soon after the corn began to flower. Hay making

began the 22d. All this month the weather was excellent.

August. On the 12th there were ripe pears and melons at Montreal. On

the 20th the corn was ripe round Montreal, and the harvest was begun

there. On the 22d the harvest began at Quebec. On the 30th, and 31st,

there was a very small hoar-frost on the ground.

September. The harvest of all kinds of corn ended on the 24th, and

25th. Melons, water-melons, cucumbers, and fine plums, were very

plentiful during the course of this month. Apples and pears were

likewise ripe, which is not always the case. On the last days of this

month they began to plough the land. The following is one of the

observations of this month: “The old people in this country say, that

the corn was formerly never ripe till the 15th, or 16th, of September,

and sometimes on the 12th; but no sooner. They likewise assert, that it

never was perfectly ripe. Bur since the woods have been sufficiently

cleared, the beams of the sun have had more room to operate, and the

corn ripens sooner than before [103].” It is further remarked, that the

hot summers are always very fruitful in Canada, and that most of the

corn has hardly ever arrived at perfect maturity.

October. During this month the fields were ploughed, and the weather

was very fine all the time. There was a little frost for several

nights, and on the 28th it snowed. Towards the end of this month the

trees began to shed their leaves.

November. They continued to plough till the 10th of this month, when

the trees had shed all their leaves. Till the 18th the cattle went out

of doors, a few days excepted, when bad weather had kept them at home.

On the 16th there was some thunder and lightning. There was not yet any

ice in the river St. Lawrence on the 24th.

December. During this month it is observed, that the autumn has been

much milder than usual. On the 1st a ship could still set sail for

France; but on the 16th the river St. Lawrence was covered with ice on

the sides, but open in the middle. In the river Charles the ice was

thick enough for horses with heavy loads to pass over it. On the 26th

the ice in the river St. Lawrence was washed away by a heavy rain; but

on the 28th part of that river was again covered with ice.

The next observations shew, that the winter has likewise been one of

the mildest. I now resume the account of my own journey.

This evening I left Quebec with a fair wind. The governor-general of

Canada, the marquis de la Jonquiere, ordered one of the king’s boats,

and seven men to bring me to Montreal. The middle of the boat was

covered with blue cloth, under which we were secured from the rain.

This journey I made at the expence of the French king. We went three

French miles to-day.

September the 12th. We continued our journey during all this day.

The small kind of maize, which ripens in three months time, was ripe

about this time, and the people drew it out of the ground, and hung it

up to dry.

The weather about this time was like the beginning of our August, old

stile. Therefore it seems, autumn commences a whole month later in

Canada, than in the midst of Sweden.

Near each farm there is a kitchen-garden, in which onions are most

abundant; because the French farmers eat their dinners of them with

bread, on Fridays and Saturdays, or fasting days. However, I cannot

say, the French are strict observers of fasting; for several of my

rowers ate flesh to-day, though it was Friday. The common people in

Canada may be smelled when one passes by them, on account of their

frequent use of onions. Pumpions are likewise abundant in the farmer’s

gardens. They dress them in several ways, but the most common is to cut

them through the middle, and place the inside on the hearth, towards

the fire, till it is quite roasted. The pulp is then cut out of the

peel, and eaten; people above the vulgar put sugar to it. Carrots,

sallad, French beans, cucumbers, and currant shrubs, are planted in

every farmer’s little kitchen-garden.

Every farmer plants a quantity of tobacco near his house, in proportion

to the size of his family. It is likewise very necessary that they

should plant tobacco, because it is so universally smoaked by the

common people. Boys of ten or twelve years of age, run about with the

pipe in their mouths, as well as the old people. Persons above the

vulgar, do not refuse to smoak a pipe now and then. In the northern

parts of Canada, they generally smoak tobacco by itself; but further

upwards, and about Montreal, they take the inner bark of the red

Cornelian cherry [104], crush it, and mix it with the tobacco, to make

it weaker. People of both sexes, and of all ranks, use snuff very much.

Almost all the tobacco, which is consumed here, is the produce of the

country, and some people prefer it even to Virginian tobacco: but those

who pretend to be connoisseurs, reckon the last kind better than the

other.

Though many nations imitate the French customs; yet I observed on the

contrary, that the French in Canada in many respects follow the customs

of the Indians, with whom they converse every day. They make use of the

tobacco-pipes, shoes, garters, and girdles, of the Indians. They follow

the Indian way of making war with exactness; they mix the same things

with tobacco, they make use of the Indian bark-boats, and row them in

the Indian way; they wrap square pieces of cloth round their feet,

instead of stockings, and have adopted many other Indian fashions. When

one comes into the house of a Canada peasant, or farmer, he gets up,

takes his hat off to the stranger, desires him to sit down, puts his

hat on and sits down again. The gentlemen and ladies, as well as the

poorest peasants and their wives, are called Monsieur and Madame. The

peasants, and especially their wives, wear shoes, which consist of a

piece of wood hollowed out, and are made almost as slippers. Their

boys, and the old peasants themselves, wear their hair behind in a cue;

and most of them wear red woollen caps at home, and sometimes on their

journies.

The farmers prepare most of their dishes of milk. Butter is but seldom

seen, and what they have is made of sour cream, and therefore not so

good as English butter. Many of the French are very fond of milk, which

they eat chiefly on fasting days. However, they have not so many

methods of preparing it as we have in Sweden. The common way was to

boil it, and put bits of bread, and a good deal of sugar, into it. The

French here eat near as much flesh as the English, on those days when

their religion allows it. For excepting the soup, the sallads, and the

desert, all their other dishes consist of flesh variously prepared.

At night we lay at a farm-house, near a river called Petite Riviere,

which falls here into the river St. Lawrence. This place is reckoned

sixteen French miles from Quebec, and ten from Trois Rivieres. The tide

is still considerable here. Here is the last place where the hills,

along the river, consist of black lime-slate; further on they are

composed merely of earth.

Fire-flies flew about the woods at night, though not in great numbers;

the French call them Mouches à feu.

The houses in this neighbourhood are all made of wood. The rooms are

pretty large. The inner roof rests on two, three, or four, large thick

spars, according to the size of the room. The chinks are filled with

clay, instead of moss. The windows are made entirely of paper. The

chimney is erected in the middle of the room; that part of the room

which is opposite the fire, is the kitchen; that which is behind the

chimney, serves the people to sleep, and receive strangers in.

Sometimes there is an iron stove behind the chimney.

September the 13th. Near Champlain, which is a place about five French

miles from Trois Rivieres, the steep hills near the river consist of a

yellow, and sometimes ockre-coloured sandy earth, in which a number of

small springs arise. The water in them is generally filled with yellow

ockre, which is a sign, that these dry sandy fields contain a great

quantity of the same iron ore, which is dug at Trois Rivieres. It is

not conceivable from whence that number of small rivulets takes their

rise, the ground above being flat, and exceeding dry in summer. The

lands near the river are cultivated for about an English mile into the

country; but behind them there are thick forests, and low grounds. The

woods, which collect a quantity of moisture, and prevent the

evaporation of the water, force it to make its way under ground to the

river. The shores of the river are here covered with a great deal of

black iron-sand.

Towards evening we arrived at Trois Rivieres, where we staid no longer,

than was necessary to deliver the letters, which we brought with us

from Quebec. After that we went a French mile higher up, before we took

our night’s lodging.

This afternoon we saw three remarkable old people. One was an old

Jesuit, called father Joseph Aubery, who had been a missionary to the

converted Indians of St. François. This summer he ended the fiftieth

year of his mission. He therefore returned to Quebec, to renew his vows

there; and he seemed to be healthy, and in good spirits. The other two

people were our landlord and his wife; he was above eighty years of

age, and she was not much younger. They had now been fifty-one years

married. The year before, at the end of the fiftieth year of their

marriage, they went to church together, and offered up thanks to God

Almighty for the great grace he gave them. They were yet quite well,

content, merry, and talkative. The old man said, that he was at Quebec

when the English besieged it, in the year 1690, and that the bishop

went up and down the streets, dressed in his pontifical robes, and a

sword in his hand, in order to recruit the spirits of the soldiers.

This old man said, that he thought the winters were formerly much

colder than they are now. There fell likewise a greater quantity of

snow, when he was young. He could remember the time when pumpions,

cucumbers, &c. were killed by the frost about mid-summer, and he

assured me, that the summers were warmer now than they used to be

formerly. About thirty and some odd years ago, there was such a severe

winter in Canada, that the frost killed many birds; but the old man

could not remember the particular year. Every body allowed, that the

summers in 1748, and 1749, had been warmer in Canada than they have

been many years ago.

The soil is reckoned pretty fertile; and wheat yields nine or ten

grains from one. But when this old man was a boy, and the country was

new and rich every where, they could get twenty, or four-and-twenty,

grains from one. They sow but little rye here; nor do they sow much

barley, except for the use of cattle. They complain, however, that when

they have a bad crop, they are obliged to bake bread of barley.

September the 14th. This morning we got up early, and pursued our

journey. After we had gone about two French miles, we got into lake St.

Pierre, which we crossed. Many plants, which are common in our Swedish

lakes, swim at the top of this water. This lake is said to be covered

every winter with such strong ice, that a hundred loaded horses could

go over it together with safety.

A craw-fish, or river lobster, somewhat like a crab, but quite minute,

about two geometrical lines long, and broad in proportion, was

frequently drawn up by us with the aquatic weeds, its colour is a pale

greenish white.

The cordated Pontederia [105] grows plentiful on the sides of a long

and narrow canal of water, in the places frequented by our water-lilies

[106]. A great number of hogs wade far into this kind of strait, and

sometimes duck the greatest part of their bodies under water, in order

to get at the roots, which they are very fond of.

As soon as we were got through lake St. Pierre, the face of the country

was entirely changed, and became as agreeable as could be wished. The

isles, and the land on both sides of us, looked like the prettiest

pleasure-gardens; and this continued till near Montreal.

Near every farm on the river-side there are some boats, hollowed out of

the trunks of single trees, but commonly neat and well made, having the

proper shape of boats. In one single place I saw a boat made of the

bark of trees.

September the 15th. We continued our journey early this morning. On

account of the strength of the river, which came down against us, we

were sometimes obliged to let the rowers go on shore, and draw the

boat.

At four o’clock in the evening we arrived at Montreal; and our voyage

was reckoned a happy one, because the violence of the river flowing

against us all the way, and the changeableness of the winds, commonly

protract it to two weeks.

September the 19th. Several people here in town have got the French

vines, and planted them in their gardens. They have two kinds of

grapes, one of a pale green, or almost white; the other, of a reddish

brown colour. From the white ones they say, white wine is made; and

from the red ones, red wine. The cold in winter obliges them to put

dung round the roots of the vines, without which they would be killed

by the frost. The grapes began to be ripe in these days; the white ones

are a little sooner ripe than the red ones. They make no wine of them

here, because it is not worth while; but they are served up at deserts.

They say these grapes do not grow so big here as in France.

Water-melons [107] are cultivated in great plenty in the English and

French American colonies; and there is hardly a peasant here, who has

not a field planted with them. They are chiefly cultivated in the

neighbourhood of towns; and they are very rare in the north part of

Canada. The Indians plant great quantities of water-melons at present;

but whether they have done it of old is not easily determined. For an

old Onidoe Indian (of the six Iroquese nations) assured me, that the

Indians did not know water-melons before the Europeans came into the

country, and communicated them to the Indians. The French, on the other

hand, have assured me, that the Illinois Indians have had abundance of

this fruit, when the French first came to them; and that they declare,

they had planted them since times immemorial. However, I do not

remember having read that the Europeans, who first came to

North-America, mention the water-melons, in speaking of the dishes of

the Indians at that time. How great the summer heat is in those parts

of America which I have passed through, can easily be conceived, when

one considers, that in all those places, they never sow water-melons in

hot-beds, but in the open fields in spring, without so much as covering

them, and they ripen in time. Here are two species of them, viz. one

with a red pulp, and one with a white one. The first is more common to

the southward, with the Illinois, and in the English colonies; the last

is more abundant in Canada. The seeds are sown in spring, after the

cold is entirely gone off, in a good rich ground, at some distance from

each other; because their stalks spread far, and require much room, if

they shall be very fruitful. They were now ripe at Montreal; but in the

English colonies they ripen in July and August. They commonly require

less time to ripen in, than the common melons. Those in the English

colonies are commonly sweeter, and more agreeable, than the Canada

ones. Does the greater heat contribute any thing towards making them

more palatable? Those in the province of New-York are, however,

reckoned the best.

The water-melons are very juicy; and the juice is mixed with a cooling

pulp, which is very good in the hot summer-season. Nobody in Canada, in

Albany, and in other parts of New-York, could produce an example, that

the eating of water-melons in great quantities had hurt any body; and

there are examples even of sick persons eating them without any danger.

Further to the south, the frequent use of them it is thought brings on

intermitting fevers, and other bad distempers, especially in such

people as are less used to them. Many Frenchmen assured me, that when

people born in Canada came to the Illinois, and eat several times of

the water-melons of that part, they immediately got a fever; and

therefore the Illinois advise the French not to eat of a fruit so

dangerous to them. They themselves are subject to be attacked by

fevers, if they cool their stomachs too often with water-melons. In

Canada they keep them in a room, which is a little heated; by which

means they will keep fresh two months after they are ripe; but care

must be taken, that the frost spoil them not. In the English

plantations they likewise keep them fresh in dry cellars, during part

of the winter. They assured me that they keep better when they are

carefully broke off from the stalk, and afterwards burnt with a red-hot

iron, in the place where the stalk was fastened. In this manner they

may be eaten at Christmas, and after. In Pensylvania, where they have a

dry sandy earth, they make a hole in the ground, put the water-melons

carefully into it with their stalks, by which means they keep very

fresh during a great part of winter. Few people, however, take this

trouble with the water-melons; because they being very cooling, and the

winter being very cold too, it seems to be less necessary to keep them

for eating in that season, which is already very cold. They are of

opinion in these parts, that cucumbers cool more than water-melons. The

latter are very strongly diuretic. The Iroquese call them

Onoheserakatee.

Gourds of several kinds, oblong, round, flat or compressed,

crook-necked, small, &c. are planted in all the English and French

colonies. In Canada, they fill the chief part of the farmers

kitchen-gardens, though the onions came very near up with them. Each

farmer in the English plantations, has a large field planted with

gourds, and the Germans, Swedes, Dutch, and other Europeans, settled in

their colonies, plant them. Gourds are a considerable part of the

Indian food; however, they plant more squashes than common gourds. They

declare, that they have had gourds long before the Europeans discovered

America; which seems to be confirmed by the accounts of the first

Europeans that came into these parts, who mentioned gourds as common

food among the Indians. The French here call them citrouilles, and the

English in the colonies, pumpkins. They are planted in spring, when

they have nothing to fear from the frost, in an enclosed field, and a

good rich soil. They are likewise frequently put into old hot-beds. In

Canada, they ripen towards the beginning of September, but further

southward they are ripe at the end of July. As soon as the cold weather

commences, they take off all the pumpions that remain on the stalk,

whether ripe or not, and spread them on the floor, in a part of the

house, where the unripe ones grow perfectly ripe, if they are not laid

one upon the other. This is done round Montreal in the middle of

September; but in Pensylvania, I have seen some in the fields on the

19th of October. They keep fresh for several months, and even

throughout the winter, if they be well secured in dry cellars (for in

damp ones they rot very soon) where the cold cannot come in, or, which

is still better, in dry rooms which are heated now and then, to prevent

the cold from damaging the fruit.

Pumpions are prepared for eating in various ways. The Indians boil them

whole, or roast them in ashes, and eat them then, or go to sell them

thus prepared in the towns, and they have, indeed, a very fine flavour,

when roasted. The French and English slice them, and put the slices

before the fire to roast; when they are roasted, they generally put

sugar on the pulp. Another way of roasting them, is to cut them through

the middle, take out all the seeds, put the halves together again, and

roast them in an oven. When they are quite roasted, some butter is put

in, whilst they are warm, which being imbibed into the pulp, renders it

very palatable. They often boil pumpions in water, and afterwards eat

them, either alone or with flesh. Some make a thin kind of pottage of

them, by boiling them in water, and afterwards macerating the pulp.

This is again boiled with a little of the water, and a good deal of

milk, and stirred about whilst it is boiling. Sometimes the pulp is

stamped and kneaded into dough, with maize flour or other flour; of

this they make cakes. Some make puddings and tarts of gourds. The

Indians, in order to preserve the pumpions for a very long time, cut

them in long slices, which they fasten or twist together, and dry them

either by the sun, or by the fire in a room. When they are thus dried,

they will keep for years together, and when boiled, they taste very

well. The Indians prepare them thus at home and on their journies, and

from them the Europeans have adopted this method. Sometimes they do not

take the time to boil it, but eat it dry with hung beef, or other

flesh; and I own they are eatable in that state, and very welcome to a

hungry stomach. They sometimes preserve them in the following manner at

Montreal: They cut a pumpion in four pieces, peal them, and take the

seeds out of them. The pulp is put in a pot with boiling water, in

which it must boil from four to six minutes. It is then put into a

cullender, and left in it till the next day, that the water may run

off. When it is mixed with cloves, cinnamon, and some lemon peel,

preserved in syrup, and there must be an equal quantity of syrup and of

the pulp. After which it is boiled together, till the syrup is entirely

imbibed, and the white colour of the pulp is quite lost.

September the 20th. The corn of this year’s harvest in Canada, was

reckoned the finest they had ever had. In the province of New-York, on

the contrary, the crop was very poor. The autumn was very fine this

year in Canada.

September the 22d. The French in Canada carry on a great trade with the

Indians; and though it was formerly the only trade of this extensive

country, yet its inhabitants were considerably enriched by it. At

present, they have besides the Indian goods, several other articles

which are exported from hence. The Indians in this neighbourhood, who

go hunting in winter like the other Indians nations, commonly bring

their furs and skins to sale in the neighbouring French towns; however

this is not sufficient. The Indians who live at a greater distance,

never come to Canada at all; and, lest they should bring their goods to

the English, as the English go to them, the French are obliged to

undertake journies, and purchase the Indian goods in the country of the

Indians. This trade is chiefly carried on at Montreal, and a great

number of young and old men every year, undertake long and troublesome

voyages for that purpose, carrying with them such goods as they know

the Indians like, and are in want of. It is not necessary to take money

on such a journey, as the Indians do not value it; and indeed I think

the French, who go on these journies, scarce ever take a sol or penny

with them.

I will now enumerate the chief goods which the French carry with them

for this trade, and which have a good run among the Indians.

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