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CANADA

AND

THE CANADIANS.

BY

SIR RICHARD HENRY BONNYCASTLE, KT.,

LIEUTENANT-COLONEL ROYAL ENGINEERS AND MILITIA OF CANADA WEST.

NEW EDITION.

IN TWO VOLUMES.

VOL. II.

LONDON:

HENRY COLBURN, PUBLISHER,

GREAT MARLBOROUGH STREET.

1849.

Frederick Shoberl, Junior, Printer to His Royal Highness Prince Albert,

51, Rupert Street, Haymarket, London.

CONTENTS

OF

THE SECOND VOLUME.

CHAPTER X.

Return to Toronto, after a flight to Lake Superior--Loons natural

Diving Bells--Birds caught with hooks at the bottom of Niagara

River--Ice-jam--Affecting story--Trust well placed--Fast Steamer--Trip

to Hamilton--Kékéquawkonnaby, alias Peter Jones--John Bull and the

Ojibbeways--Port Credit, Oakville, Bronte, Wellington

Square--Burlington Bay and Canal--Hamilton--Ancaster--Immense

expenditure on Public Works--Value of the Union of Canada with

Britain, not likely to lead to a Repeal--Mackenzie's fate--Family

Compact--Church and Kirk--Free Church and High Church--The Vital

Principle--The University--President Polk, Oregon, and

Canada Page 1

CHAPTER XI.

Ekfrid and Saxonisms--Greek _unde derivaturs_--The Grand

River--Brantford--Plaster of Paris--Mohawks--Dutch

forgetfulness--George the Third, a Republican King--Church of the

Indians--The Five Nations--A good Samaritan denies a drop of

water--Loafers--Keep your Temper, a story of the Army of

Occupation--Tortoise in trouble--Burford 51

CHAPTER XII.

Woodstock--Brock District--Little England--Aristocratic Society in the

Bush--How to settle in Canada as a Gentleman should do--Reader, did

you ever Log?--Life in the Bush--The true Backwoods 75

CHAPTER XIII.

Beachville--Ingersoll--Dorchester--Plank road--Westminster

Hall--London--The great Fire of London--Longwoods--Delaware--The

Pious, glorious, and immortal Memory--Moncey--The German

Flats--Tecumseh--Moravian settlement--Thamesville--The Mourning

Dove--The War, the War--Might against Right--Cigar-smoking and all

sorts of curiosity--Young Thames--The Albion--The loyal Western

District--America as it now is 95

CHAPTER XIV.

Intense Heat--Pigs, the Scavengers of Canada--Dutch Country--Moravian

Indians--Young Father Thames--Ague, a cure for Consumption--Wild

Horses--Immense Marsh 125

CHAPTER XV.

Why Engineer-officers have little leisure for Book-making--Caution

against iced water--Lake St. Clair in a Thunderstorm--A Steaming

Dinner--Detroit river and town--Windsor--Sandwich--Yankee

Driver--Amherstburgh--French Canadian Politeness--Courtesy not

costly--Good effects of the practice of it illustrated--Naked

Indians--Origin of the Indians derived from Asia--Piratical attempt

and Monument at Amherstburgh--Canadians not disposed to turn

Yankees--Present state of public opinion in those Provinces--Policy of

the Government--Loyalty of the People 132

CHAPTER XVI.

The Thames Steamer--Torrid Night--"The Lady that helped" and her

Stays--Port Stanley--Buffalo City--Its Commercial

Prosperity--Newspaper Advertisements--Hatred to England and

encouragement of Desertion--General Crispianus--Lake Erie in a

rage--Benjamin Lett--Auburn Penitentiary--Crime and Vice in the

Canadas--Independence of Servants--Penitentiaries unfit for juvenile

offenders--Inefficiency of the Police--Insolence of Cabmen--Carters

--English rule of the road reversed--Return to Toronto 168

CHAPTER XVII.

Equipage for a Canadian Gentleman Farmer--Superiority of certain iron

tools made in the United States to English--Prices of Farming

Implements and Stock--Prices of Produce--Local and Municipal

Administration--Courts of Law--Excursion to the River Trent--Bay of

Quinte--Prince Edward's Island--Belleville--Political Parsons--A

Democratic Bible needed--Arrogance of American politicians--Trent

Port--Brighton--Murray Canal in embryo--Trent River--Percy and Percy

Landing--Forest Road--A Neck-or-nothing Leap--Another perilous leap,

and advice about leaping--Life in the Bush exemplified in the History

of a Settler--Seymour West--Prices of Land near the Trent--System of

Barter--Crow Bay--Wild Rice--Healy's

Falls--Forsaken Dwellings 205

CHAPTER XVIII.

Prospects of the Emigrant in Canada--Caution against ardent spirits

and excessive smoking--Militia of Canada--Population--The mass of the

Canadians soundly British--Rapidly increasing Prosperity of the North

American Colonies, compared with the United States--Kingston--Its

Commercial Importance--Conclusion 260

CANADA

AND

THE CANADIANS.

CHAPTER X.

Return to Toronto, after a flight to Lake Superior--Loons natural

Diving Bells--Birds caught with hooks at the bottom of Niagara

River--Ice-jam--Affecting story--Trust well placed--Fast Steamer--Trip

to Hamilton--Kékéquawkonnaby, alias Peter Jones--John Bull and the

Ojibbeways--Port Credit, Oakville, Bronte, Wellington

Square--Burlington Bay and Canal--Hamilton--Ancaster--Immense

expenditure on Public Works--Value of the Union of Canada with

Britain, not likely to lead to a Repeal--Mackenzie's fate--Family

compact--Church and Kirk--Free Church and High Church--The vital

principle--The University--President Polk, Oregon, and Canada.

After a ramble in this very desultory manner, which the reader has, no

doubt, now become accustomed to, I returned to Toronto, having first

observed that the harvest looked very ill on the Niagara frontier;

that the peaches had entirely failed, and that the grass was destroyed

by a long drought; that the Indian corn was sickly, and the potatoes

very bad. Cherries alone seemed plentiful; the caterpillars had

destroyed the apples--nay, to such an extent had these insects ravaged

the whole province, that many fruit-trees had few or no leaves upon

them. A remarkable frost on the 30th of May had also passed over all

Upper Canada, and had so injured the woods and orchards, that, in

July, the trees in exposed places, instead of being in full vigour,

were crisped, brown, and blasted, and getting a renewal of foliage

very slowly.

My return to Toronto was caused by duty, as well as by a desire to

visit as many of the districts as I possibly could, in order to

observe the progress they had made since 1837, as well as to employ

the mind actively, to prevent the reaction which threatened to assail

it from the occurrence of a severe dispensation.

I heard a very curious fact in natural history, whilst at Niagara, in

company with a medical friend, who took much interest in such matters.

I had often remarked, when in the habit of shooting, the very great

length of time that the loon, or northern diver, (_colymbus

glacialis_,) remained under water after being fired at, and fancied he

must be a living diving-bell, endued with some peculiar functions

which enabled him to obtain a supply of air at great depth; but I was

not prepared for the circumstance that the fishermen actually catch

them on the hooks of their deepest lines in the Niagara river, when

fishing at the bottom for salmon-trout, &c. Such is, however, the

fact.

An affecting incident at Queenston, whilst we were waiting for the

Transit to take us to Toronto, must be related. I have mentioned that,

in the spring of 1845, an ice-jam, as it is called here, occurred,

which suddenly raised the level of the Niagara between thirty and

forty feet above its ordinary floods, and overset or beat down, by

the grinding of mountain masses of ice, all the wharfs and buildings

on the adjacent banks.

The barrack of the Royal Canadian Rifles at Queenston was thus

assailed in the darkest hours of the night, and the soldiers had

barely time to escape, before the strong stone building they inhabited

was crushed. The next to it, but on higher ground, more than thirty

feet above the natural level of the river, was a neat wooden cottage,

inhabited by a very aged man and his helpless imbecile wife, equally

aged with himself. This man, formerly a soldier, was a cabinet-maker,

and amused his declining years by forming very ingenious articles in

his line of business; his house was a model of curious nick-nackeries,

and thus he picked up just barely enough in the retrograding village

to keep the wolf from the door; whilst the soldiers helped him out, by

sparing from their messes occasionally a little nourishing food.

That night, the dreadful darkness, the elemental warnings, the

soul-sickening rush of the river, the groaning and grinding of the

ice, piling itself, layer after layer, upon the banks of the river,

assailed the old man with horrors, to which all his ancient campaigns

had afforded no parallel.

He heard the irresistible enemy, slowly, deliberately, and

determinedly advancing to bury his house in its cold embrace. He

hurried the unmindful sharer of his destiny from her bed, gathered the

most precious of his household goods, and knew not how or where to

fly. Loudly and oft the angry spirit of the water shrieked: Niagara

was mounting the hill.

The soldiers, perceiving his imminent peril, ventured down the bank,

and shouted to him to fly to them. He moved not; they entreated him,

and, knowing his great age and infirmity, and the utter imbecility of

the poor old dame, insisted upon taking them out.

But the man withstood them. He looked abroad, and the glimmering night

showed him nothing but ruin around.

"I put my trust in Him who never fails," said the veteran. "He will

not suffer me to perish."

The soldiers, awed by the wreck of nature, rushed forward, and took

the ancient pair out by strength of arms; and, no sooner had they done

so, than the waters, which had been so eager for their prey, reached

the lower floor, and a large wooden building near them was toppled

over by waves of solid ice. Much of the poor man's ingeniously-wrought

furniture was injured; but, although the neighbouring buildings were

crushed, cracked, rent, and turned over, the old man's habitation was

spared, and he still dwells there, waiting in the sunshine for his

appointed time, with the same faith as he displayed in the utter

darkness of the storm.

He had built his cottage on land belonging to the Crown; and, in

consequence of an act recently passed, he, with many others who had

thus taken possession, had been ordered to remove. But his affecting

history had gained him friends, and he has now permission to dwell

thereon, until he shall be summoned away by another and a higher

authority, by that Power in whom he has his being, and in whom he put

his trust.

We landed once more at Toronto, at present "The City" of Upper Canada,

on the 7th of July, and left it again on the 8th, in the fine and very

fast steamer Eclipse for Hamilton, in the Gore district, at three

o'clock, p.m. The day was fine; and thus we saw to advantage the whole

shore of Ontario, from Toronto to Burlington.

Our first stopping place was Port Credit, a place remarkable for the

settlement near it of an Indian tribe, to which the half-bred Peter

Jones, or Kékéquawkonnaby, as he is called, belongs.

This man, or, rather, this somewhat remarkable person, and, I think,

missionary teacher of the Wesleyan Methodists, attained a share of

notoriety in England a few years ago, by marrying a young English

woman of respectable connections, and passed with most people in

wonder-loving London as a great Indian Chief, and a remarkable

instance of the development of the Indian mind. He was, or rather is,

for I believe he is living, a clever fellow, and had taken some pains

with himself; but, like most of the Canadian lions in London, does not

pass in his own country for any thing more than what he is known to be

there, and that is, like the village he lives near, of credit enough.

It answers certain purposes every now and then to send people to

represent particular interests to England; and, in nearly all these

cases, John Bull receives them with open arms, and, with his national

gullibility, is often apt to overrate them.

The O-jibbeway or Chippewa Indians, so lately in vogue, were a

pleasant instance, and we could name other more important personages

who have made dukes, and lords, and knights of the shire, esquires of

the body, and simple citizens pay pretty dearly for having confided

their consciences or their purse-strings to their keeping.

Beware, dear brother John Bull, of those who announce their coming

with flourishes of trumpet, and who, when they arrive on your warm

hearths, fill every newspaper with your banquetings, addresses, and

talks, not to honour _you_, but to tell the Canadian public what

extraordinary mistakes they have made in not having so readily, as you

have done, found out their superexcellencies.

These are the men who sometimes, however, find a rotten rung in

Fortune's ladder, and thus are suddenly hurled to the earth, but who,

if they succeed and return safely, become the picked men of company,

forget men's names, and, though you be called John, call you Peter.

The mouth of the little river Credit is called Port Credit, the port

being made by the parallel piers run out into deep water on cribs, or

frames of timber filled with stones, the usual mode of forming piers

in Canada West. It is a small place, with some trade, but the Indians

complain sadly that the mills and encroachments of the Whites have

destroyed their salmon-fishery, which was their chief resource. Where

do the Whites come in contact with the Red without destroying their

chief resource? Echo answers, Where?

Sixteen miles farther on we touched at Oakville, or Sixteen Mile

Creek, where again the parallel piers were brought into use, to form a

harbour. Oakville is a very pretty little village, exhibiting much

industry.

Bronte, or Twelve Mile Creek, is the next village, very small indeed,

with a pier, and then Port Milford, which is one mile from Wellington

Square, a place of greater importance, with parallel piers, a

steam-mill, and thriving settlement; near it is the residence of the

celebrated Indian chief Brant, who so distinguished himself in the war

of 1812. Here also is still living another chief, who bears the

commission of major in the British army, and is still acknowledged as

captain and leader of the Five Nations; his name is John Norton, or,

more properly, Tey-on-in-ho, ka-ra-wen.

That which I wished particularly, however, to see, was now close to

us, the Canal into Burlington Bay.

Burlington Bay is a little lake of itself, surrounded by high land in

the richest portion of Canada, and completely enclosed by a bar of

broad sand and alluvial matter, which runs across its entrance. In

driving along this belt, you are much reminded of England: the oaks

stand park-like wide asunder, and here, on tall blasted trees, you may

frequently see the bald eagle sitting as if asleep, but really

watching when he can rob the fish-hawk of the fruits of his piscatory

toils.

The bald eagle is a cunning, bold, bad bird, and does not inspire one

with the respect which his European congeners, the golden or the brown

eagle, do. He is the vulture of North America rather than the king of

birds. Why did Franklin,[1] or whoever else did the deed, make him the

national emblem of power? He is decidedly a _mauvais sujet_.

[Footnote 1: I think, however, I have read that the philosophic

printer gave him a very bad character.]

The Canal of Burlington Bay is an arduous and very expensive

undertaking. The opening from Lake Ontario was formerly liable to

great changes and fluctuations, and the provincial work, originally

undertaken to _fix_ the entrance more permanently, was soon found

inadequate to the rapid commercial undertakings of the country.

Accordingly, a very large sum was granted by the Parliament for

rendering it stable and increasing the width, which is now 180 feet,

between substantial parallel piers.

There is a lighthouse at each end on the left side going in, but the

work still requires a good deal of dredging, and the steamboat,

although passing slowly and steadily, made a very great surge. In

fact, it requires good steerage-way and a careful hand at the helm in

rough weather.

The contractors made a railroad for five miles to the mountain, to

fetch the stone for filling-in the piers.

The voyage across Burlington Bay is very pleasant and picturesque, the

land being more broken, elevated, and diversified than in the lower

portions of Canada West; and the Burlington Heights, so important a

position in the war of 1812, show to great advantage. Here is one of

the few attempts at castle-building in Canada called Dundurn Castle,

the residence of Sir Allan Macnab. It is beautifully situated, and,

although not perhaps very suitable to a new country, it is a great

ornament to the vicinity of Hamilton, embowered as it is in the

natural forest. Near it, however, is a vast swamp, in which is Coot's

Paradise, so named, it is said, from a gentleman, who was fond of

duck-shooting, or perhaps from the coot or water-hen being there in

bliss.

Hamilton is a thriving town, exhibiting the rapid progress which a

good location, as the Americans call it, ensures. The other day it was

in the forest, to-day it is advancing to a city. It has, however, one

disadvantage, and that is the very great distance from its port, which

puts both the traveller and the merchant to inconvenience, causing

expense and delay. How they manage, of a dark night, on the wharf to

thread the narrow passage lined with fuel-wood for the steamboat I

cannot tell; but, in the open daylight of summer, I saw a vehicle

overturned and sent into the mud below. There is barely room for the

stage or omnibus; and thus you must wait your turn amidst all the

jostling, swearing, and contention, of cads, runners, agents, drivers,

and porters; a very pleasant situation for a female or an invalid, and

expecting every moment to have the pole of some lumber-waggon driven

through your body.

Private interest here, as well as in so many other new places and

projects in Canada, has evidently been at work, and a city a mile or

two from its harbour, without sufficient reason, has been the result.

But that will change, and the city will come to the port, for it is

extending rapidly. The distance now is one mile and a quarter.

After great delay and a sharp look-out for carpet-bags and leather

trunks, we arrived at Young's Hotel, a very substantial stone

building, on a large scale, where civility and comfort made up for

delay. It was English.

As it was night before we got settled, although a very fine night, and

knowing that I should start before "Charles's Wain was over the new

chimney," I sallied forth, with a very obliging guide, who acted as

representative of the commissariat department, to examine the town.

The streets are at present straggling, but, as in most Canadian new

towns, laid out wide and at right angles. The main street is so wide

that it would be quite impracticable to do as they do in Holland,

namely, sit at the door and converse, not _sotto voce_, with your

opposite neighbour. It is in fact more like a Mall than a street, and

should be planted with a double row of trees, for it requires a

telescope to discover the numbers and signs from one row of houses and

shops to the other.

Here the American custom of selling after dark by lamplight was

everywhere visible, and everywhere new stone houses were building. I

went into Peest's Hotel, now Weeks's, the American Tavern, and there

saw indubitable signs that the men of yore had a pretty sprinkling of

Yankees among them.

Hamilton has 4500 inhabitants, and is a surprising place, which will

reach 10,000 people before two or three years more pass. It has

already broad plank-walks, but they are not kept in very good repair;

in fact, it cannot escape the notice of a traveller from the Old World

that there is too magnificent a spirit at work in the commencement of

this place, and that utility is sacrificed to enlargement.

Hamilton is beautifully situated on a sloping plane, at the foot of a

wooded range of hills, called mountains, whence fine stone of very

white colour in immense blocks is easily procured and brought; and it

is very surprising that more of this stone has not been used in

Toronto, instead of wood. Brick-clay is also plentiful, and excellent

white and red bricks are made; but, such is the rage for building,

that the largest portion of this embryo city is of combustible

pine-wood.

I left Hamilton in a light waggon on the 9th of July, at half-past

five o'clock, a.m., having been detained for horses, and rolled

along very much at my ease, compared to what the travelling on this

route was seven years ago--I was going to say, on this road, but it

would have been a misnomer, for there was nothing but a miry, muddy,

track then: now, there is a fine, but too narrow, macadamized highway,

turnpiked--that is to say, having real turnpike gates.

The view from "the mountain" is exceedingly fine, almost as fine as

that from Queenston heights, embracing a richly-cultivated fruit and

grain country, a splendid succession of wooded heights, and a long,

rolling, ridgy vista of forest, field, and fertility, ending in Lake

Ontario, blue and beautiful.

We arrived, at a quarter past seven, at Ancaster, a very pretty little

village, with two churches, and composed principally of wooden houses.

The Half-way House is then gained, being about half a mile from the

end of the macadamized road, and thirteen and a half from Hamilton.

Good bridges, culverts, and cutting, are seen on this section of the

line to London. We got to Ancaster at half-past eight, or in about two

hours and three quarters, and thence over the line of new road which

was, what is called in America, graded, that is, ploughed, ditched,

and levelled, preparatory to putting on the broken stone, and which

graded road, in spring and autumn, must be very like the Slough of

Despond.

At eleven, we reached Maloney's Tavern--most of the taverns on the

Canadian new roads are kept by Irish folks--four miles from Brentford.

The Board of Works have been busily employed here, for a great portion

of the road is across a swamp, which has been long known as _the_

swamp. This is a pine-country, soil, hard clay or mud, and no stone;

and the route is a very expensive one to form, requiring great

bridging and straightening.

I observe that the estimate for 1845, for Public Works on this road,

in the Gore District, for finishing it, is as high as £10,000

currency, and it is to be all planked, and that, to continue it to

London, £36,182 15s. 8d. had been expended up to July, 1844.

The immense expenditure, since 1839, upon internal improvements in

Canada, in canals, harbours, lighthouses, roads, &c., is almost

incredible, as the subjoined list will show:--

REPORT OF THE BOARD OF WORKS,

SHOWING THE MONEYS EXPENDED UPON EACH OF THE PUBLIC WORKS, FROM THE

COMMENCEMENT OF THE WORK, UP TO THE 1ST JULY, 1844.

Welland Canal £238,995 14 10

ST. LAWRENCE CANALS, VIZ.:

Prescott to Dickenson's landing 13,490 19 4

Cornwall (to the time of opening the Canal

in June, 1843) 57,110 4 2

Cornwall (to repair breaks in the banks

since the above period) 9,925 16 4

Beauharnois 162,281 19 5

Lachine 45,410 11 2

Expenditure on dredge, outfit, &c., applicable

to the foregoing in common 4,462 16 3

Lake St. Peter 32,893 19 3

Burlington Bay Canal 18,539 11 2

Hamilton and Dover Road 30,044 16 5

NEWCASTLE DISTRICT, VIZ.:

Scugog Lock and Dam 6,645 8 1

Whitlas Lock and Dam 6,101 7 11

Crook's Lock and Dam 7,849 9 6

Heely's Falls 8,191 5 1

Middle Falls 219 2 8

Ranney's Falls 228 6 8

Chisholm's Rapids 7,599 14 0

Harris's Rapids 1,591 9 6

Removing sundry impediments in the River 185 17 0

Port Hope and Rice Lake Road 1,439 16 4

Bobcaygean, Buckhorn, and Crook's Rapids 12 0 0

Applicable to the foregoing works generally 6,674 1 2

HARBOURS, AND LIGHTHOUSES, AND ROADS LEADING THERETO.

Windsor Harbour 15,355 18 3

Cobourg Harbour 10,381 6 3

Port Dover 3,121 10 4

Long Point Lighthouse and Light-ship 2,163 8 5

Burwell Harbour and Road 136 10 0

Scugog Road 1,202 6 3

Port Stanley 16,242 10 10

Rondeau Harbour, Road and Lighthouse 60 4 2

Port Stanley Road 24,385 13 5

Expenditure on outfit, &c. applicable to the

foregoing in common 2,328 13 7

River Ottawa 35,603 16 3

Bay of Chaleurs Road 15,726 16 11

Gosford Road 10,801 10 10

Main North Toronto Road 686 19 4

Bridges between Montreal and Quebec 20,860 19 11

Cascades Road 13,287 19 6

London and Sarnia Road 19,837 5 11

London and Brantford Road 36,182 18 5

London and Chatham, Sandwich and

Amherstburgh Road 12,789 0 1

River Richelieu 92 4 0

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Certified to be a true abstract of the accounts of the

Board of Works.

Thomas A. Begly,

Sec. Board of Works.

Hamilton H. Killarly,

President Board of Works.

* * * * *

The estimate for 1845 was 125,200, as may be seen by the following

report of the Inspector General of Canada, as laid before

Parliament:--

PUBLIC WORKS.

CANADA WEST.

For present repairs to the Chatham Bridge £100

For improving the Grand River Swamp Road--total

10,000--required this year 9,000

For improving Rouge Hill and Bridge, also another

bridge and hill east of the former--total £6,500--

required this year 5,000

For Belleville Bridge 1,500

For the completion of the Dover Road over the

mountain, to the limits of the town of Hamilton, and

erection of toll-gates 5,500

For the improvement of the road from L'Original

to Bytown, by Hattfield, Gifford, Buckworth, and

Green's Creeks, as surveyed and estimated, together

with the building of a bridge across the narrow

channel, at the mouth of the Rideau, on the line of

the road from Gattineau Ferry to Bytown--total

cost, £5,930--required this year £3,000

Owen's Sound Road, comprehending the line from

Dundas by Guelph, to Owen's Sound direct (this

sum being for the chopping, clearing, drawing, and

forming of the portion not yet opened, and towards

the lowering of hills, or otherwise improving such

bad parts of the line between Nicolet and Dundas

as most require it) 4,000

For opening the road throughout from Lake Ontario,

at Windsor Harbour, to Georgius Bay, on

Lake Huron, this sum being for the opening of the

road from the head of Scugog Road to the Narrow's

bridge 2,000

For improving Queenston and Grimsby Road,

for laying on the metal already delivered, and completing

such parts left unfinished as are most advanced,

and establishing gates 8,000

(To finish the remainder of this communication

within the Niagara district will cost £16,000, and

that within the Gore district £10,000.)

For improving the Trent navigation, towards the

completion of the works now in progress £12,000--for

this year 6,000

To cover expense of surveys, examination, preparation

of estimates of the cost of improving the Main

Province Road across the ravines of the Twelve and

Sixteen Mile Creeks between Toronto and Hamilton;

opening a road from the main road to Port Credit;

opening and completing a road from the Ottawa at

Bytown, to the St. Lawrence in the most direct line;

of opening a road between Kingstown and the Lake

des Allumettes on the Ottawa, with a branch towards

the head of the Bay of Quinte; of opening a

road from the Rideau, thence by Perth, Bellamy's

Mills, Wabe Lake, to fall in with the road proposed

from Bytown to Sydenham; of completing

the Desjardin's Canal; of constructing the Murray

Canal; of overcoming the impediments to the navigation

of the river Trent, between Heely's Falls and

the Bay of Quinte, and also for a survey of the

road from Barrie to Lake Huron, through the

townships of Sunindale and Nottawasaga 2,000

For improving the Amherstburgh and Sandwich

road 1,000

For the Cornwall and L'Original road 900

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£47,000

WORKS OF A GENERAL CHARACTER, AS CONNECTED WITH

THE COMMERCE OR REVENUE OF THE COUNTRY.

To forming a dam across the branch of the Mississisqui,

and forming a portage road at the Chats 1,250

For works upon the Ottawa and roads connected

therewith, as detailed in the Report of the Board

of Works of 3rd February, 1845, laid before the

legislature--total £21,600--required this year 8,500

For building a landing-wharf, with stairs and approaches

at the Quarantine Station, Grosse Isle 2,750

For the extension of piers, and opening inner

basin at Port Stanley harbour--total £6,000--required

this year 1,200

For dredging at Cobourg harbour 500

For expenses of piers and dredging at Windsor

harbour 2,000

For repairs and erection of Lighthouses--total

£7,900--this year 5,000

For the formation of a deep water-basin, at the

entrance of the Lachine Canal, in the harbour of

Montreal, to admit vessels from sea 15,000

For the erection of a Custom House at Toronto 2,500

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£39,700

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Total currency £125,200

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W. B. Robinson,

Inspector General.

Thus, from the commencement of the operations of the Board of Works in

the Canadas, or in about six years, there will have been no less an

amount than a million and a half expended in opening the resources of

that "noble province," as Lord Metcalfe styled it, in his valedictory

address.

This, with the enormous outlay of nearly two millions during the

revolt, the cost of the Rideau Canal and fortifications, and the

money spent by an army of from 8 to 10,000 men, has thrown capital

into Canada which has caused it to assume a position which the most

sanguine of its well-wishers could never have anticipated ten years

ago.

Its connection with England, therefore, instead of being a "baneful"

one, as a misinformed partizan stated, has been truly a blessing to

it, and proves also, beyond a doubt, that, now it is about to have an

uninterrupted water-communication from the oceans of Europe, Asia, and

Africa, to the fresh-water seas of Ontario, Erie, Huron, Michigan, and

Superior, its resources will speedily develop themselves; and that its

people are too wise to throw away the advantages they possess, of

being an integral portion of the greatest empire the world ever had,

for the very uncertain prospects of a union with their unsettled

neighbours, although incessant underhand attempts to persuade them to

join the Union are going on.

Taxation in Canada is as yet a name, and a hardship seldom heard of

and never felt. Perfect freedom of thought in all the various

relations of life exists; there is no ecclesiastical domination; no

tithes. The people know all this, and are not misled by the furious

rhodomontades of party-spirit about rectories, inquisitorial powers,

family compacts, and a universal desire for democratic fraternization;

got up by persons who, with considerable talents, great perseverance

and ingenuity, ring the changes upon all these subjects, in hopes that

any alteration of the form of government will place them nearer the

loaves and fishes, although I verily believe that many of the most

untiring of them would valiantly fight in case of a war against the

United States.

A more remarkable example, I believe, has never been recorded in

history than the fate of William Lyon Mackenzie, a man possessing an

acuteness of mind, powers of reasoning, and great persuasiveness, with

indefatigable research and industry, such as rarely fall to obscure

and ill-educated men.

Involving Canada in a civil war, which he basely fled before, as soon

as he had lighted its horrid torch; as soon, in fact, as he had

murdered an old officer, whose services had extended over the world,

and who was just on the verge of what he hoped would be a peaceful

termination of his toils in his country's cause; as soon as he had

burned the houses of a widow who had never offended him, and of a

worthy citizen, whose only crime in his eyes was his loyalty; and as

soon as he had robbed the mail, and a poor maidservant travelling in

it, of her wages. This man fled to the United States, was received

with open arms, got a ragged army to invade Canada, then in profound

peace with the citizens, who protected him.

His failure at Navy Island is known too well to need repeating. He

wandered from place to place, sometimes self-created President or

Dictator of the Republic of Canada, sometimes a stump orator,

sometimes in prison, sometimes a printer, sometimes an editor,

abusing England, abusing Canada, abusing the United States; then a

Custom-house officer in the service of that Republic; then again a

robber, a plunderer of private letters, left by accident in his

office, which he, without scruple, read, and without scruple, for

political purposes, published.

Reader, mark his end. It teaches so strong a lesson to tread in the

right path that it shall be given in his own words, in a letter which

he wrote, on the 11th of November last year, to the "New York Express"

newspaper.

He would be pitied, indeed, were it not that the widow and the orphan,

the houseless and the maimed, cry aloud against the remorseless one.

How many there are now living in Canada, whose lives have been

rendered miserable, from their losses, or from injured health, during

the watchings and wardings of 1837, 1838, 1839, during the long winter

nights of such a climate, during the rains and damps of the spring and

of the fall time of the year, and during the heats of an almost

tropical summer. Heat, wet, and cold, in all their most terrible

forms, were they exposed to. The young became prematurely old. The old

died. Peace to their souls! _Requiescant in pace!_

In the "New York Express" of the 11th November, we find a letter

signed by Mr. Mackenzie, in which he endeavours to justify himself.

What has particularly engaged our attention are the following

paragraphs:--

"If an angel from heaven had told me, eight years ago, that the time

would come in which I would find myself an exile, in a foreign

land--poor, and with few friends--calumniated, falsely accused, and

the feelings of honest, faithful Republicans artfully excited against

me--and that among the foremost of my traducers and slanderers would

be found Edwin Croswell and the 'Argus,' Thomas Ritchie and his

journal, Green and the 'Boston Post,' with the Pennsylvanian and other

newspapers called Democratic; and that these presses and their editors

would eagerly retail any and every untruth that could operate to my

prejudice, but be dumb to any explanation I might offer, I could not

have believed it. But if a pamphlet (like mine) had been then written,

exhibiting, with unerring accuracy, the true characters of the

combination of unprincipled political managers, among whom you have

long acted a conspicuous part; if a Jesse Hoyt had come forward as

state's evidence to swear to the truth of the pamphlet, while the

parties implicated remained silent; and if you and your afflicted

presses had, as you do now with the letters in my pamphlets, _defended

the real criminals_, declared solemnly that you could see nothing

wrong in what they had done, and directed the whole force of your

widely circulated journal against the innocent person who had warned

his countrymen against a most dangerous cabal of political hypocrites

of the basest class--in other words, had I known you and your

partnership as well in October, 1837, as I do, by dear-bought

experience, in November, 1845, I would have hesitated very long

indeed, before assuming any share whatever in that responsibility

which _might have given you the Canadas_, as an additional theatre for

the exhibition of those peculiar talents, by which this State and

Union, and thousands in other lands, have so severely suffered. While

reproving gambling and speculation in others, you and your brother

wire-pullers have made the property, the manufactures, the commerce of

America, your tributaries--even the bench of justice, with its awful

solemnities and responsibilities, has been so prostituted by your

friends that, when at sea and about to launch three of his

fellow-creatures into eternity, a captain in the American navy

hesitated not to avow that he had told one of them 'that for those who

had money and friends in America there was no punishment for the worst

of crimes.'--Nor did the court-martial before whom that avowal was

freely made censure him.

"Observe how Mr. and Mrs. Butler sneer at poor judges, corrupt judges,

pauper judges, partial chancellors, and at the administration of

American justice, though by their own party--and how their leader

pities Marcy, throws him on the Supreme Court bench as a stopping

place, to save him from ruin.--Look at the bankrupt returns of this

district alone--one hundred and twenty millions of dollars in debt,

very little paid or to be paid, many of the creditors beggared, many

of the debtors astonishing the fashionable with their magnificent

carriages and costly horses. No felony in you and your friends, who

brought about the times of 1837-8. Oh, no! All the felony consists in

exposing you. Two hundred years ago it was a felony to read the Bible

in English. Truth will prevail yet.

"I confess my fears that, as I have now no press of my own, nor the

means to get one, and am persecuted, calumniated, harassed with

lawsuits, threatened with personal violence, saying nothing of the

steady vindictiveness of your artful colleague, nor of the judges

chosen by Mr. Van Buren and his friends, whom the 'Globe Democratic

Review' and 'Evening Post' denounced in 1840, and declared to be

independent of common justice and honesty, you may succeed in

embittering the cup of misery I have drunk almost to the dregs. The

Swedish Chancellor, Count Axel Oxenstiern, wrote to one of his

children, 'You do not know yet, my son, how little wisdom is

exhibited in ruling mankind.' I think that Mr. Butler cannot be a

pure politician, and yet the corrupt individual whose dishonesty I

have so clearly shown.--Perhaps the United States government may

justify him, and the laws punish me for exhibiting him in his true

colours. Be it so--I had for many years an overflow of popularity;

and if it is now to be my lot to be overwhelmed with obloquy,

hatred, and ceaseless slander, I am quite prepared for it, or even

for worse treatment. Being old, and not likely at any future time to

be a candidate for office, it is of very little consequence to

society what may become of me--but I have a lively satisfaction that

I was an humble instrument selected, at a fortunate moment, to

prove, by their own admission in 1845, every charge I had made

against you and your friends through the 'New York Examiner,' before

I left the service of the Mechanics' Institute here, in 1845.

"W. L. Mackenzie."

The Upper Canadians should follow the example of the good people of

Amherstburgh, and erect a monument in the capital of Upper Canada to

the memory of those who died in consequence of the folly, the

hardihood, and the presumption of this man.

There may have been some excuse pleaded for the Canadian French.

Misled by designing men, these excellent people of course fancied

that, contrary to all possible reason and analogy, a population of

about half a million was strong enough to combat with British

dominion. Their language, laws, and religion, they were told, were in

danger.

But what excuse could the Upper Canadians have--men of British birth,

or direct descent, who had grievances, to be sure, but which

grievances resolved themselves into the narrow compass of the Family

Compact and the thirty-seven Rectories? Quiet farmers, reposing in

perfect security under the Ægis of Britain, were the mass of Upper

Canadians.

The "Family Compact" is still the war-cry of a party in Upper Canada;

and one person of respectability has published a letter to Sir Allan

Macnab, in which he states that, so long as the Chief Justice and the

Bishop of Toronto continue to force Episcopalianism down the throats

of the people, so long will Canada be in danger. This gentleman, an

influential Scotch merchant of Toronto, in his letter dated Hamilton,

C. West, 18th November, 1846, says, that the Family Compact, or Church

of England tory faction, whose usurpations were the cause of the last

rebellion, will be the cause of a future and more successful one, "if

they are not checked;" and, while he fears rebellion, he dreads that,

in case of a war, his countrymen, "the Scotch, could not, on their

principles, defend the British government, which suffers their

degradation in the colony."

This plainly shows to what an extent party spirit is carried in

Canada, when it suffers a man of respectability and loyalty coolly to

look rebellion in the face as an alternative between his own church

and another.

A Church of England man, totally unconnected with colonial interests

and with colonial parties, is a better judge of these matters than a

Church of Scotland man, or a Free Church man, who believes, with his

eyes shut, that Calvinism is to be thrust bodily out of the land by

the influence of Dr. Strachan or Chief Justice Robinson.

It is obvious to common sense that any attempt on the part of the

clergy or the laity of Upper Canada to crush the free exercise of

religious belief, would be met not only with difficulties absolutely

insurmountable, but by the withdrawal of all support from the home

government; for, as the Queen of England is alike queen of the

Presbyterian and of the Churchman, and is forbidden by the

constitution to exercise power over the consciences of her subjects

throughout her vast dominions; so it would be absurd to suppose for a

moment that the limited influence in a small portion of Canada of a

chief justice or a bishop, even supposing them mad or foolish enough

to urge it, could plunge their country into a war for the purposes of

rendering one creed dominant.

The Church of England is, moreover, not by any means the strongest, in

a physical sense, in Upper Canada, neither is the Church of Scotland;

nor is it likely, as the writer quoted observes, that it would be at

length necessary to sweep the former off the face of the country, in

order to secure freedom for the latter.

The Kirk itself is wofully divided, in Canada, by the late wide-spread

dissent, under the somewhat novel designation of the Free Church. One

need but visit any large town or village to observe this; for it would

seem usually that the Free Church minister has a larger congregation

than the regularly-called minister of the ancient faith of Caledonia.

Now, the members of the Free Church have no such holy horror of Dr.

Strachan, Chief Justice Robinson, or Sir Allan Macnab, as that

exhibited in the above-mentioned letter; nor is it believed that the

Church of England would presume to denounce and wage internecional war

against their popular institution. But a person who has lived a great

part of his life in Canada will take all this _cum grano salis_.

The Scotch in Upper Canada are not and will not be disloyal. On the

contrary, if I held a militia command again, I should be very glad, as

an Englishman, that it should consist of a very fair proportion of

Highlanders and of Lowlanders.

The British public must not be misled by the hard-sounding language

and the vast expenditure of words it may have to receive, in the

perusal of either the High Church, or the Presbyterian fulminators in

Canada West.

The whole hinges on what the writer calls "the vital question,"

namely, upon the university of Canada at Toronto being a free or a

close borough.

The High Church party contend that this institution was formed for the

Church of England only, and endowed with an immense resource in lands

accordingly.

The Church of Scotland, "as by law established," for I do not include

the Free Church, has strenuously opposed this for a long series of

years, and contends that it has equal rights and equal privileges in

the institution.[1]

It would consume too much space to enter into argument upon argument

anent a question which, ever since the rebellion, has grown from the

seeds so profusely scattered in the grounds of dispute on both sides.

The home government, foreseeing clearly that this vexed question is

one of paramount importance, has declared itself not neuter, but

passive; has given at large its opinion, favourable to general

education, conducted upon the most liberal acceptance of the charter;

and has left it to the wisdom of the Canadian Parliament to decide.

[Footnote 1: A large public meeting of Roman Catholics upon the

subject of the University question took place lately at Toronto, where

a temperate spirit prevailed.]

An eminent lawyer was employed to carry out Lord Metcalfe's

conciliatory views, in accordance with the spirit of the instructions

from the queen. This gentleman, who had previously been accused by the

reform party of belonging to the Family Compact before he accepted

high legal office under the colonial government, had been employed

also on the part of the Church of England as counsel before the bar of

the House, to advocate its claims, and in a singularly clever and

lucid speech, of immense length, certainly made the cause a most

excellent one. But

"how chances mock,

And changes fill the cup of alteration!"

He was lauded to the skies, and deemed to have achieved the great end

sought by the High Church party.

Mark the reverse:

They forgot wholly that, in his capacity of barrister, he did, as

every barrister is bound to do, his very best for his employers, and

no doubt conscientiously desiring that the rights of the Church of

England should be upheld; but no sooner was he employed as a minister

of the Crown to pacify the discontent which the Presbyterians, the

Methodists, and the Roman Catholics had expressed very openly, and no

sooner did he, by an equal exertion of his intellect, point put the

most feasible method of solving the difficulty, than a storm of abuse

most lavishly bespattered him, and he was called a seceder from the

High Church principles, an abandoner of the High Canadian Tory ranks,

or anything else the reader may fancy. Now, those who know this

gentleman best are of opinion that he never was a very violent

partizan either in politics or in religious matters, and that to his

moderation much of the good that has unquestionably resulted from Lord

Metcalfe's government may be ascribed.

The chief justice and the bishop, against whom the tirade of the

revolutionary press is constantly aimed, may both have once, by their

position in the Upper House, had much to do with political matters,

but that either of them has ever had in view so absurd a notion as

that of governing Canada by their local influence, and of thus

overawing the Crown, is too ridiculous to be believed.

The chief justices and the bishops, in all our colonial possessions,

are now most wisely debarred from exercising political sway in the

legislative council, over which, some years ago, they no doubt

possessed very great influence in many of the colonies.

In Canada, where one half and even more of the population is Roman

Catholic, it cannot be believed that a Protestant bishop, or a

Protestant head of the civil law, can exercise any other powers than

those which their offices permit them to do; and by the British

constitution it is very clear that any attempts to subvert the

established order of things on their parts would inevitably lead to

deprivation and impeachment.

If, therefore, they were really guilty of an endeavour to rule by

their family connections, is it probable that 600,000 Roman Catholics,

and a vastly preponderating mass of Presbyterians, Methodists,

Unitarians, and the endless roll of Canadian dissenters from the

Church, would permit it?

That the bishop and the chief justice possess a considerable share of

personal influence in Upper Canada, there can be no question whatever;

but, after the statement of the former, in his annual visitation

published in 1841, that out of a population of half a million there

were only ninety-five clergymen and missionaries, where there should

be six hundred and thirty-six, if the country was fully settled, it is

a fanciful picture that the reformers have drawn of their power and

resources--power which is really derived only from intermarriages

among the few remnants of the earliest loyalist settlers, or from

admiration of their private conduct and abilities. In short, "the

family compact" is a useful bugbear; it is kept up constantly before

the Canadians, to deter them from looking too closely into other

compacts, which, to say the truth, are sometimes neither so national,

so loyal, nor so easily explained.

Canada is, at this juncture, without question, the most free and the

happiest country in the whole world; not that it resembles Utopia, or

the happy valley of Rasselas, but because it has no grievances that

may not be remedied by its own parliament--because it has no

taxation--because its government is busied in developing its splendid

internal resources--and because the Mother Country expends annually

enormous sums within its boundaries or in protecting its commerce.

Why does England desire that the banner of the Three Crosses shall

float on the citadels of Quebec and Kingston? why does she desire to

see that flag pre-eminent on the waters of Lake Superior or in the

ports of Oregon? Is it because Canada is better governed as an

appanage of the Crown of Victoria than it possibly could be by Mr.

Polk? Is it from a mere desire for territory that the mistress of the

seas throws her broad shield over the northern portion of North

America? or is it because the treasury of England has millions of bars

of gold and of silver, deposited in its vaults by the subjects of

Canada?

No, it is from none of these motives: Canada is a burthen rather than

a mine of wealth to England, which has flourished a thousand-fold

more since Washington was the first president, than she ever did with

the thirteen colonies of the West.

Is it because the St. Lawrence trade affords a nursery for her seamen,

or that Newfoundland is the naval school? No; about three or four

British vessels now fish on the grand banks, where hundreds once cast

anchor. The fisheries are boat-fisheries on the shores instead of at

sea, and the timber trade would engage British shipping and British

sailors just as largely if Quebec had the beaver emblazoned on the

flag of its fortress as if the flag of a thousand years floated over

its walls.

The resources of England are inconceivable; if one source dries up,

another opens. China is replacing Africa.

The London Economist estimates the increase of capital in England from

1834, or just before the troubles in Canada, which cost her two

millions sterling, to 1844, in ten years only, at the rate of

forty-five millions sterling annually--four-hundred and fifty

millions, in ten years, in personal property only! What was the

increase in real estate during those ten years? and what empire, or

what combination of empires, can show such wealth?

Thus, while Canada has been a drag-chain upon the chariot-wheel of

British accumulation, did the prosperity of the empire suffer, or is

it likely to suffer, by war with the United States, or by separation

from England?

The interests of the United States and the interests of England would

no doubt mutually suffer, but the former power, if it annexed Canada,

would most severely feel the result. England would then close the

ports of the St. Lawrence, as well as those of the seaboard from

Quebec to Galveston; nor would the Nova Scotian and New Brunswick

provinces be conquered until after a bloody and most costly struggle;

for they, being essentially maritime, would the less readily abandon

the connexion with that power which must for ages yet to come be

preponderant at sea. The Ocean is the real English colony. By similar

natural laws, the United States has other advantages and other matters

to control in its vast interior.

I forget what writer it is who says--perhaps it was Burke--that any

nation which can bring 50,000 men in arms into the field, whatever may

be its local disadvantages of position, can never be conquered, if its

sons are warlike and courageous.

Canada can bring double that number with ease; and whilst its

interests are as inseparable from those of England as they now are, it

is not to be supposed that a Texian annexation will dissolve the bond.

We have been greatly amused in Canada during the winter of 1845, after

Mr. Polk's "all Oregon or none of it," to find in the neighbouring

republic a force of brave militia-men or volunteers turn out for a

field day with CANADA and OREGON painted on their

cartouche-boxes.--Mr. Polk did not go quite so far, it is true; but a

great mass of the people in the United States prophesy that, if war

lasts, all the North American Continent, from the Polar seas to the

Isthmus of Darien, will have the tricoloured stripes and the galaxy of

stars for its national flag.

This is all-natural enough; no one blames the people of the republic

for desiring extended fame and empire; but is it to be extended by the

Cæsaric mode, _Veni, vidi, vici_, or by deluging two-thirds of that

continent with the blood of man?

A calm view of antecedent human affairs tells us another tale.

A black population in the south and in the vast Island of Hayti, in

Jamaica and in the West Indies; a brave and enterprising mixed race in

Cuba; the remorseless Indian of the West, whose tribes are countless

and driven to desperation; the multitudinous Irish, equally ready for

fighting as for vengeance for their insulted church; the Anglo-Saxon

blood on the northern borders, combined with the Norman Catholics of

the St. Lawrence; innumerable steam-vessels pouring from every part

of Europe and of Asia--are these nothing in the scale? Are the

feelings of the wealthy, the intelligent, and the peaceful in the

United States not to be taken into account?

Is the total annihilation for a long period of all external commerce

nothing? Are blazing cities, beleaguered harbours, internal

discontent, servile war, nothing in the scale of aggrandizement? Is

the great possibility of the European powers interfering as nothing?

Will not Russia, aware now of the value of her North American

possessions, look with a jealous eye upon the Bald Eagle's attempt at

a too close investigation of her eaglets' nest in the north? Would not

France, just beginning to colonize largely, like a share in the

spoils?

To avoid all this, is the reason that England clings to Canada, that

Canada _must not_ be sold or given away. Canada is in short the

important State which holds the balance of power on the North American

Continent; and, when her Eagle is strong enough to fly alone, it will

not be either from having false wings, or without the previous

nursing and tender care of her European mother, who will launch her

safely from the pinnacle of glory into the clear sky of powers and

principalities.

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