No. XVI

Mr. Slick's Opinion of the British.

What success had you, said I, in the sale of your Clocks

among the Scotch in the eastern part of the Province? do

you find them as gullible as the Blue Noses? Well, said

he, you have heerd tell that a Yankee never answers one

question, without axing another, havent you? Did you ever

see an English Stage Driver make a bow? because if you

hante observed it, I have, and a queer one it is, I swan.

He brings his right arm up, jist across his face, and

passes on, with a knowin nod of his head, as much as to

say, how do you do? but keep clear o' my wheels, or I'll

fetch your horses a lick in the mouth as sure as youre

born; jist as a bear puts up his paw to fend off the blow

of a stick from his nose. Well, that's the way I pass

them are bare breeched Scotchmen. Lord, if they were

located down in these here Cumberland mashes, how the

musquitoes would tickle them up, would'nt they? They'd

set 'em scratching thereabouts, as an Irishman does his

head, when he's in sarch of a lie. Them are fellers cut

their eye teeth afore they ever sot foot in this country,

I expect. When they get a bawbee, they know what to do

with it, that's a fact; they open their pouch and drop

it in, and its got a spring like a fox trap--it holds

fast to all it gets, like grim death to a dead nigger.

They are proper skin flints, you may depend. Oatmeal is

no great shakes at best; it tante even as good for a

horse as real yeller Varginey corn, but I guess I warnt

long in finding out that the grits hardly pay for the

riddlin. No, a Yankee has as little chance among them as

a Jew has in New England; the sooner he clears out, the

better. You can no more put a leake into them, than you

can send a chisel into Teake wood--it turns the edge of

the tool the first drive. If the Blue Noses knew the

value of money as well as they do, they'd have more cash,

and fewer Clocks and tin reflectors, I reckon. Now, its

different with the Irish; they never carry a puss, for

they never have a cent to put in it. They are always in

love or in liquor, or else in a row; they are the merriest

shavers I ever seed. Judge Beeler, I dare say you have

heerd tell of him--he's a funny feller--he put a notice

over his factory gate at Lowell, 'no cigars or Irishmen

admitted within these walls;' for, said he, the one will

set a flame agoin among my cottons, and t'other among my

galls. I wont have no such inflammable and dangerous

things about me on no account. When the British wanted

our folks to join in the treaty to chock the wheels of

the slave trade, I recollect hearin old John Adams say,

we had ought to humor them; for, says he, they supply us

with labor on easier terms, by shippin out the Irish.

Says he, they work better, and they work cheaper, and

they don't live so long. The blacks, when they are past

work hang on for ever, and a proper bill of expence they

be; but hot weather and new rum rub out the poor rates

for tother ones. The English are the boys for tradin

with; they shell out their cash like a sheef of wheat in

frosty weather--it flies all over the thrashin floor;

but then they are a cross grained, ungainly, kicken breed

of cattle, as I een a most ever see'd. Whoever gave them

the name of John Bull, knew what he was about, I tell

you; for they are bull-necked, bull-headed folks, I vow;

sulky, ugly tempered, vicious critters, a pawin and a

roarin the whole time, and plaguy onsafe unless well

watched. They are as headstrong as mules, and as conceited

as peacocks.

The astonishment with which I heard this tirade against

my countrymen, absorbed every feeling of resentment. I

listened with amazement at the perfect composure with

which he uttered it. He treated it as one of those self

evident truths, that need neither proof nor apology, but

as a thing well known and admitted by all mankind. There's

no richer sight that I know of, said he, than to see one

on 'em when he first lands in one of our great cities.

He swells out as big as a balloon, his skin is ready to

bust with wind--a regular walking bag of gas; and he

prances over the pavement like a bear over hot iron--a

great awkward hulk of a feller, (for they aint to be

compared to the French in manners) a smirkin at you, as

much as to say, 'look here, Jonathan, here's an Englishman;

here's a boy that's got blood as pure as a Norman pirate,

and lots of the blunt of both kinds, a pocket full of

one, and a mouthfull of tother; beant he lovely?' and

then he looks as fierce as a tiger, as much as to say,

'say boo TO A GOOSE, if you dare.' No, I believe we may

stump the Univarse; we improve on every thing, and we

have improved on our own species. You'll sarch one while,

I tell you, afore you'll find a man that, take him by

and large, is equal to one of our free and enlightened

citizens. He's the chap that has both speed, wind and

bottom; he's clear grit--ginger to the back bone, you

may depend. Its generally allowed there aint the beat

of them to be found any where. Spry as a fox, supple as

an eel, and cute as a weasel. Though I say it that

should'nt say it, they fairly take the shine off

creation--they are actilly equal to cash.

He looked like a man who felt that he had expressed

himself so aptly and so well, that any thing additional

would only weaken its effect; he therefore changed the

conversation immediately, by pointing to a tree at some

little distance from the house, and remarking that it

was the rock maple or sugar tree. Its a pretty tree, said

he, and a profitable one too to raise. It will bear

tapping for many years, tho' it gets exhausted at last.

This Province is like that are tree, it is tapped till

it begins to die at the top, and if they dont drive in

a spile and stop the everlastin flow of the sap, it will

perish altogether. All the money that's made here, all

the interest that's paid in it, and a pretty considerable

portion of rent too, all goes abroad for investment, and

the rest is sent to us to buy bread. Its drained like

a bog, it has opened and covered trenches all through

it, and then there's others to the foot of the upland to

cut off the springs. Now you may make even a bog too dry;

you may take the moisture out to that degree, that the

very sile becomes dust and blows away. The English funds,

and our banks, rail roads, and canals, are all absorbing

your capital like a spunge, and will lick it up as fast

as you can make it. That very Bridge we heerd of at

Windsor, is owned in New Brunswick, and will pay tole to

that province. The capitalists of Nova Scotia treat it

like a hired house, they wont keep it in repair; they

neither paint it to preserve the boards, nor stop a leak

to keep the frame from rottin; but let it go to wrack

sooner than drive a nail or put in a pane of glass. It

will sarve our turn out they say. There's neither spirit,

enterprise, nor patriotism here; but the whole country

is as inactive as a bear in winter, that does nothin but

scroutch up in his den, a thinkin to himself, "well if

I ant an unfortunate divil, it's a pity; I have a most

splendid warm coat as are a gentleman in these here woods,

let him be who he will; but I got no socks to my feet,

and have to sit for everlastingly a suckin of my paws to

keep 'em warm; if it warn't for that, I guess, I'd make

some o' them chaps that have hoofs to their feet and

horns to their heads, look about them pretty sharp, I

know." It's dismal now, aint it? If I had the framin of

the Governor's message, if I would'nt shew 'em how to

put timber together you may depend, I'd make them scratch

their heads and stare, I know. I went down to Matanzas

in the Fulton Steam Boat once--well, it was the first of

the kind they ever see'd, and proper scared they were to

see a vessel, without sails or oars, goin right straight

ahead, nine knots an hour, in the very wind's eye, and

a great streak of smoke arter her as long as the tail of

a Comet. I believe they thought it was old Nick alive, a

treatin him self to a swim. You could see the niggers a

clippin it away from the shore, for dear life, and the

soldiers a movin about as if they thought that we were

a goin to take the whole country. Presently a little half

starved orange-coloured looking Spanish officer, all

dressed off in his livery, as fine as a fiddle, came off

with two men in a boat to board us. Well, we yawed once

or twice, and motioned to him to keep off for fear he

should get hurt; but be came right on afore the wheel,

and I hope I may be shot if the paddle did'nt strike the

bow of the boat with that force, it knocked up the starn

like a plank tilt, when one of the boys playing on it is

heavier than t'other; and chucked him right atop of the

wheel house--you never see'd a feller in such a dunderment

in your life. He had picked up a little English from

seein our folks there so much, and when he got up, the

first thing he said was,' Damn all sheenery, I say,

where's my boat?' and he looked round as if he thought

it had jumped on board too. Your boat, said the Captain,

why I expect it's gone to the bottom, and your men have

gone down to look arter it, for we never see'd or heerd

tell of one or t'other of them arter the boat was struck.

Yes, I'd make 'em stare like that are Spanish officer,

as if they had see'd out of their eyes for the first

time. Governor Campbell did'nt expect to see such a

country as this, when he came here, I reckon; I know he

did'nt. When I was a little boy, about knee high or so,

and lived down Connecticut river, mother used to say,

Sam, if you don't give over acting so like old Scratch,

I'll send you off to Nova-Scotia as sure as you are born;

I will, I vow. Well, Lord, how that are used to frighten

me; it made my hair stand right up an eend, like a cat's

back when she is wrathy; it made me drop it as quick as

wink--like a tin night cap put on a dipt candle agoin to

bed, it put the fun right out. Neighbour Dearborn's darter

married a gentleman to Yarmouth, that speculates in the

smugglin line; well, when she went on board to sail down

to Nova-Scotia, all her folks took on as if it was a

funeral; they said she was goin to be buried alive like

the nuns in Portengale that get a frolickin, break out

of the pastur, and race off, and get catched and brought

back agin. Says the old Colonel, her father. Deliverance,

my dear, I would sooner foller you to your grave, for

that would be an eend to your troubles, than to see you

go off to that dismal country, that's nothin but an

iceberg aground; and he howled as loud as an Irishman

that tries to wake his wife when she is dead. Awful

accounts we have of the country, that's a fact; but if

the Province is not so bad as they make it out, the folks

are a thousand times worse. You've seen a flock of

partridges of a frosty mornin in the fall, a crowdin out

of the shade to a sunny spot, and huddlin up there in

the warmth--well, the Blue Noses have nothin else to do

half the time but sun themselves. Whose fault is that?

Why it's the fault of the legislature; they don't encourage

internal improvement, nor the investment of capital in

the country: and the result is apathy, inaction and

poverty. They spend three months in Halifax, and what do

they do? Father gave me a dollar once, to go to the fair

at Hartford, and when I came back, says he, Sam, what

have you got to show for it? Now I ax what have they to

show for their three months' setting? They mislead folks;

they make 'em believe all the use of the Assembly is to

bark at Councillors, Judges, Bankers, and such cattle,

to keep 'em from eatin up the crops; and it actilly costs

more to feed them when they are watchin, than all the

others could eat if they did break a fence and get in.

Indeed some folks say they are the most breachy of the

two, and ought to go to pound themselves. If their fences

are good them hungry cattle could'nt break through; and

if they aint, they ought to stake 'em up, and with them

well; but it's no use to make fences unless the land is

cultivated. If I see a farm all gone to wrack, I say

here's bad husbandry and bad management; and if I see a

Province like this, of great capacity, and great natural

resources, poverty-stricken, I say there's bad legislation.

No, said he, (with an air of more seriousness than I had

yet observed,) How much it is to be regretted, that,

laying aside personal attacks and petty jealousies, they

would not unite as one man, and with one mind and one

heart apply themselves sedulously to the internal

improvement and developement of this beautiful Province.

Its value is utterly unknown, either to the general or

local Government, and the only persons who duly appreciate

it, are the Yankees.

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