No. VII

Go Ahead.

When we resumed our conversation, the Clockmaker said,

"I guess we are the greatest nation on the face of the

airth, and the most enlightened too." This was rather

too arrogant to pass unnoticed, and I was about replying,

that whatever doubts there might be on that subject,

there could be none whatever that they were the most

MODEST; when he continued "we go ahead," the Novascotians

go "astarn." Our ships go ahead of the ships of other

folks, our steam boats beat the British in speed, and so

do our stage coaches; and I reckon a real right down New

York trotter might stump the univarse for going "ahead."

But since we introduced the Rail Roads if we don't go

"ahead" its a pity. We never fairly knew what going the

whole hog was till then; we actilly went ahead of ourselves,

and that's no easy matter I tell you. If they only had

edication here, they might learn to do so too, but they

don't know nothin. You undervalue them, said I, they have

their College and Academies, their grammar schools and

primary institutions, and I believe there are few among

them who cannot read and write.

I guess all that's nothin, said he. As for Latin and

Greek, we don't valy it a cent; we teach it, and so

we do painting and music, because the English do, and

we like to go ahead on em, even in them are things. As

for reading, its well enough for them that has nothing

to do, and writing is plaguy apt to bring a man to

States-prison, particularly if he writes his name so

like another man as to have it mistaken for his'n.

Cyphering is the thing--if a man knows how to cypher,

he is sure to grow rich. We are a 'calculating' people,

we all cypher.

A horse that wont go ahead, is apt to run back, and the

more you whip him the faster he goes astarn. That's jist

the way with the Nova Scotians; they have been running back

so fast lately, that they have tumbled over a BANK or two,

and nearly broke their necks; and now they've got up and

shook themselves, they swear their dirty clothes and bloody

noses are all owing to the BANKS. I guess if they wont look

ahead for the future, they'll larn to look behind, and see

if there's a bank near hand em.

A Bear always goes down a tree STARN FOREMOST. He is a

cunning critter, he knows tante safe to carry a heavy

load over his head, and his rump is so heavy, he don't

like to trust it over hisn, for fear it might take a

lurch, and carry him heels over head, to the ground; so

he lets his starn down first, and his head arter. I wish

the Blue Noses would find as good an excuse in their

rumps for running backwards as he has. But the bear

'CYPHERS;' he knows how many pounds his hams weigh, and

he 'CALCULATES' if he carried them up in the air, they

might be top heavy for him.

If we had this Province we'd go to work and 'cypher' right

off. Halifax is nothing without a river or back country;

add nothing to nothing, and I guess you have nothing

still--add a Rail Road to the Bay of Fundy, and how much

do you get? That requires cyphering--it will cost $300,000,

or 75,000 pounds your money--add for notions omitted in

the addition column, one third, and it makes even money

--100,000 pounds. Interest at 5 per cent 5,000 pounds a

year. Now turn over the slate and count up freight--I

make it upwards of 25,000 pounds a year. If I had you at

the desk, I'd shew you a bill of items.

Now comes "SUBTRACTION," deduct cost of engines, wear

and tear, and expenses, and what not, and reduce it for

shortness down to 5,000 pounds a year, the amount of

interest. What figures have you got now? you have an

investment that pays interest, I guess, and if it don't

pay more then I don't know chalk from cheese. But suppose

it don't, and that it only yields two and a half per

cent, (and it requires good cyphering, I tell you, to

say how it would act with folks that like going astarn

better than going ahead,) what would them are wise ones

say then? Why the critters would say it wont pay; but I

say the sum ant half stated. Can you count in your head?

Not to any extent, said I. Well, that's an etarnal pity,

said the Clockmaker, for I should like to show you Yankee

Cyphering. What is the entire real estate of Halifax

worth, at a valeation? I really cannot say. Ah, said he,

I see you don't cypher, and Latin and Greek wont do; them

are people had no rail-roads. Well, find out, and then

only add ten per cent to it, for increased value, and if

it don't give the cost of a rail-road, then my name is

not Sam Slick. Well, the land between Halifax and Ardoise

is worth --- nothing, add 5 per cent to that, and send

the sum to the College, and ax the students how much it

comes to. But when you get into Hants County, I guess

you have land worth coming all the way from Boston to

see. His Royal Highness the King, I guess, hasn't got

the like in his dominions. Well, add 15 per cent to all

them are lands that border on Windsor Basin, and 5 per

cent to what butts on Basin of Mines, and then, what do

you get? A pretty considerable sum I tell you--but its

no use to give you the CHALKS, if you can't keep the

TALLIES. Now we will lay down the schoolmaster's assistant,

and take up another book every bit and grain as good as

that, although these folks affect to sneer at it--I mean

human natur. Ah! said I, a knowledge of that was of

great service to you, certainly, in the sale of your

clock to the old Deacon: let us see how it will assist

you now. What does a clock want that's run down? said

he. Undoubtedly to be wound up, I replied; I guess you've

hit it this time. The folks of Halifax have run down,

and they'll never go to all eternity, till they are wound

up into motion: the works are all good, and it is plaguy

well cased and set--it only wants a KEY. Put this railroad

into operation, and the activity it will inspire into

business, the new life it will give the place, will

surprise you. Its like lifting a child off its crawling,

and putting him on his legs to run--see how the little

critter goes ahead arter that. A kurnel, (I don't mean

a Kurnel of militia, for we don't valy that breed o'

cattle nothing--they do nothing but strut about and

screech all day, like peacocks,) but a kurnel of grain,

when sowed, will stool into several shoots, and each

shoot hear many kurnels, and will multiply itself thus

--4 times 1 is 4, and 4 times 25 is a hundred, (you see

all natur cyphers, except the Blue Noses.) Jist so, this

here rail-road will not perhaps beget other rail-roads,

but it will beget a spirit of enterprise, that will beget

other useful improvements. It will enlarge the sphere

and the means of trade, open new sources of traffic and

supply--develop resources--and what is of more value

perhaps than all--beget motion. It will teach the folks

that go astarn or stand stock still, like the statehouse

in Boston, (though they do say the foundation of that

has moved a little this summer) not only to go "AHEAD,"

BUT TO NULLIFY TIME AND SPACE.

Here his horse (who, feeling the animation of his master,

had been restive of late) set off at a most prodigious

rate of trotting. It was some time before he was reined

up. When I overtook him, the Clockmaker said, "this old

Yankee horse, you see, understands our word 'go ahead'

better nor these Blue Noses."

What is it, he continued, what is it that 'fetters' the

heels of a young country, and hangs like 'a poke' around

its neck? what retards the cultivation of its soil, and

the improvement of its fisheries?--the high price of

labor, I guess. Well, what's a rail-road? The substitution

of mechanical for human and animal labor, on a scale as

grand as our great country. Labor is dear in America,

and cheap in Europe. A rail-road, therefore, is

comparatively no manner of use to them, to what it is to

us--it does wonders there, but it works miracles here.

There it makes the old man younger, but here it makes a

child a giant. To us it is river, bridge, road and canal,

all one. It saves what we han't got to spare, men,

horses, carts, vessels, barges, and what's all in all--time.

Since the creation of the Univarse, I guess it's the

greatest invention, arter man. Now this is what I call

"cyphering" arter human natur, while figures are cyphering

arter "the assistant." These two sorts of cyphering make

idecation--and you may depend on't Squire, there is

nothing like folks cyphering, if they want to "go ahead."

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