CHAPTER LXII.

THE BOSTON JUBILEE.

The year 1851 is memorable for the celebration, at Boston, of the

opening of the Ogdensburg Railway, to connect Boston with Canada and the

Lakes, and also of the Grand Junction Railway, a semicircular line by

which all the railways radiating from that city are linked together, so

that a passenger starting from any one of the city stations can take his

ticket for any other station on any of those railways, either in the

suburbs or at distant points. I am not aware that so perfect a system

has been attempted elsewhere. The natural configuration of its site has

probably suggested the scheme. Boston proper is built on an irregular

tri-conical hill, with its famous bay to the east; on the north the wide

Charles River, with the promontory and hills of Charlestown and East

Cambridge; on the south Dorchester Heights. Between the principal

elevations are extensive salt marshes, now rapidly disappearing under

the encroachments of artificial soil, covered in turn by vast

warehouses, streets, railway tracks, and all the various structures

common to large commercial cities.

It was in the month of July, that a deputation from the Boston City

Council visited our principal Canadian cities, as the bearers of an

invitation to Lord Elgin and his staff, with the government officials,

as well as the mayors and corporations and leading merchants of those

cities, and other principal towns of Upper and Lower Canada, to visit

Boston on the occasion of a great jubilee to be held in honour of the

opening of its new railway system.

Numerous as were the invited Canadian guests, however, they formed but a

mere fraction of the visitors expected. Every railway staff, every

municipal corporation throughout the Northern States, was included in

the list of invitations; free passes and free quarters were provided for

all; and it would be hard to conceive a more joyous invasion of merry

travellers, than those who were pouring in by a rapid succession of

loaded trains on all the numerous lines converging upon "the hub of the

universe."

Our Toronto party was pretty numerous. Mr. J. G. Bowes was mayor, and

among the aldermen present were Messrs. W. Wakefield (who was a host of

jollity in himself), G. P. Ridout, R. Dempsey, E. F. Whittemore, J. G.

Beard, Robt. Beard, John B. Robinson, Jos. Sheard and myself; also

councilmen James Ashfield, James Price, M. P. Hayes, S. Platt, Jonathan

Dunn, and others. There were besides, of leading citizens, Messrs. Alex.

Dixon, E. G. O'Brien, Alex. Manning, E. Goldsmith, Kivas Tully, Fred.

Perkins, Rice Lewis, George Brown, &c. We had a delightful trip down

the lake by steamer, and at Ogdensburg took the cars for Lake Champlain.

We arrived at Boston about 10 a.m. Waiting for us at the Western

Railroad Depot were the mayor and several of the city council of Boston,

with carriages for our whole party. But we were too dusty and tired with

our long journey to think of anything but refreshments and baths, and

all the other excellent things which awaited us at the American Hotel.

Here we were confidentially informed that the Jubilee was to be

celebrated on temperance principles, but that in compliment to the

Canadian guests, a few baskets of champagne had been provided for our

especial delectation; and I am compelled to add, that on the strength

thereof, two or three worshipful aldermen of Toronto got themselves

locked up for the night in the police stations.

It is but justice to explain here, that a very small offence is

sufficient to procure such a distinction in Boston. Even the smoking of

a cigar on the side-walks, or the least symptom of unsteadiness in gait,

is enough to consign a man to durance vile. The police were everywhere.

The first day of the Jubilee was occupied by the members of the

committee in receiving their visitors, providing them with comfortable

and generally luxurious quarters, and introducing the principal guests

to each other--also in exhibiting the local lions. On the second day

there was an excursion down the harbour, which is many miles long and

broad. Six steamboats and two large cutters, gay with flags and

streamers, conveyed the party; champagne was in abundance (always for

the Canadian visitors!)--each boat had its band of music--very fine

German bands too. Then, as the flotilla left the wharf and passed in

succession the fortifications and other prominent points, salvoes of

cannon boomed across the bright waters, re-echoing far and wide amid the

surrounding hills. President Fillmore and his suite were on board the

leading vessel, and to him, of course, these honours were paid. On every

boat was spread a banquet for the guests; toasts and sentiments were

given and duly honoured; and to judge by the noise and excited

gesticulations of the banqueters, nothing could be more complete than

the fusion of Yankees and Canadians.

At noon, a regatta was held, which, the weather being fine, with a light

breeze, was pronounced by yachtsmen a distinguished success. At five

o'clock the citizens crowded in vast numbers to the Western Railway

Station, there to meet His Excellency the Earl of Elgin and Kincardine,

with his brother Colonel Bruce and a numerous staff. He was welcomed by

Mayor Bigelow, a fine venerable old man of the Mayflower stock. Mutual

compliments were exchanged, and the new comers escorted to the Revere

House, a very handsome hotel, the best in Boston. Everywhere the streets

were lined with throngs of people, who cheered our Governor-General to

the uttermost extent of their lung-power.

On the third day took place a monster procession, at least a mile and

a-half in length, and modelled after the plan of the German trades

festivals. Besides the long line of carriages filled with guests, from

the President and the Governor-General down to the humblest city

officer, there was an immense array of "trades expositions" or pageants,

that is, huge waggons drawn by four, six, eight and sometimes ten

horses, each waggon serving as a model workshop, whereon printers,

hatters, bootmakers, turners, carriage-makers, boat-riggers,

stone-cutters, silversmiths, plumbers, market-men, piano-forte makers,

and many other handicraftsmen worked at their respective callings.

The finest street of private residences was Dover Street, a noble avenue

of cut stone buildings, occupied by wealthy people of old Boston

families. The decorations here were both costly and tasteful; and the

hospitality unbounded. As each carriage passed slowly along, footmen in

livery presented at its doors silver trays loaded with refreshments, in

the shape of pastry, bon-bons, and costly wines. The ladies of each

house, richly dressed, stood on the lower steps and welcomed the

visitors with smiles and waving of handkerchiefs. At two or three places

in the line of procession, were platforms handsomely festooned, occupied

by bevies of fair girls in white, or by hundreds of children of both

sexes, belonging to the common schools, prettily dressed, and bearing

bouquets of bright flowers which they presented to the occupants of the

carriages.

I could not help remarking to my companion, one of the members of the

Boston City Council, that more aristocratic-looking women than these

Dover Street matrons, were not, I thought, to be found in all Europe. He

told me not to whisper such a sentiment in Boston, for fear it might

expose the objects of my complimentary remark to being mobbed by the

democracy.

At length the procession came to an end. But it was only a prelude to a

still more magnificent demonstration, which was the great banquet given

to four thousand people under one vast tent covering half an acre of

ground on the Common. Thither the visitors were escorted in carriages,

with the usual attention and solicitude for their every comfort, and

when within, and placed according to their several ranks and localities,

it was truly a sight to be remembered. The tent was two hundred and

fifty feet in length by ninety in width. The roof and sides were all but

hidden by the profusion of flags and bunting festooned everywhere. A

raised table for the visitors extended around the entire tent. For the

citizens proper were placed ten rows of parallel tables running the

whole length of the inner area; altogether providing seats for three

thousand six hundred people, besides smaller tables at convenient

spots. There were present also a whole army of waiters, one to each

dozen guests, and indefatigable in their duties.

The repast included all kinds of cold meats and temperance drinks.

Flowers for every person and great flower trophies on the tables;

abundance of huge water and musk melons, and other fruits in great

variety and perfection, especially native grown peaches and Bartlett

pears, which Boston produces of the finest quality. Also plenty of

pastry of many tempting kinds. It took scarcely twenty minutes to seat

the entire "dinner party" comfortably, so excellent were the

arrangements.

Before dinner commenced, Mayor Bigelow, who presided, announced that

President Fillmore was required to leave for Washington on urgent state

business; which he did after his health had been proposed and

acknowledged. A little piece of dramatic acting was noticeable here,

when the President and Lord Elgin, one on each side of the Mayor, shook

hands across his worshipful breast, the President retaining his

lordship's hand firmly clasped in his own for some time; a tableau which

gave rise to a tumultuous burst of applause from the whole assemblage.

Then commenced in earnest the play of knives and forks, four thousand of

each, producing a unique and somewhat droll effect. After the President

had gone, Lord Elgin became the chief lion of the day, and right well

did his lordship play his part, entering thoroughly into the prejudices

of his auditors while disclaiming all flattery, pouring out witticism

after witticism, sometimes of the broadest, and altogether carrying the

audience with him until they were worked up into a perfect frenzy of

applause.

"The health of Her Majesty the Queen of the United Kingdom of Great

Britain and Ireland" having been proposed by His Honour Mayor John P.

Bigelow, was received, as the Boston account of the Jubilee says, "with

nine such cheers as would have made Her Majesty, had she been present,

forget that she was beyond the limits of her own dominions; and the band

struck up 'God save the Queen,' as if to complete the illusion." The

compliment was acknowledged by Lord Elgin, who said:

"Allow me, gentlemen, as there seems to be in America some

little misconception on these points, to observe, that we,

monarchists though we be, enjoy the advantages of

self-government, of popular elections, of deliberative

assemblies, with their attendant blessings of caucuses, stump

orators, lobbyings and log-rollings--(Laughter)--and I am not

sure but we sometimes have a little pipe-laying--(renewed

laughter)--almost, if not altogether, in equal perfection with

yourselves. I must own, gentlemen, that I was exceedingly amused

the other day, when one of the gentlemen who did me the honour

to visit me at Toronto, bearing the invitation of the Common

Council and Corporation of the City of Boston, observed to me,

with the utmost gravity, that he had been delighted to find,

upon entering our Legislative Assembly at Toronto, that there

was quite as much liberty of speech there as in any body of the

kind he had ever visited. (Laughter.) I could not help thinking

that if my kind friend would only favour us with his company in

Canada for a few weeks, we should be able to demonstrate, to his

entire satisfaction, that the tongue is quite as 'unruly' a

'member' on the north side of the line as on this side. (Renewed

laughter.)

"Now, gentlemen, you must not expect it, for I have not the

voice for it, and I cannot pretend to undertake to make a

regular speech to you. I belong to a people who are notoriously

slow of speech. (Laughter.) If any doubt ever existed on this

point, it must have been set at rest by the verdict which a high

authority has recently pronounced. A distinguished American--a

member of the Senate of the United States, who has lately been

in England, informed his countrymen, on his return, that sadly

backward as poor John Bull is in many things, in no one

particular does he make so lamentable a failure as when he tries

his hand at public speaking. (Laughter.) Now, gentlemen,

deferring, as I feel bound to do, to that high authority, and

conscious that in no particular do I more faithfully represent

my countrymen than in my stammering tongue and embarrassed

utterance (continued laughter), you may judge what my feelings

are when I am asked to address an assembly like this, convened

under the hospitable auspices of the Corporation of Boston, I

believe to the tune of some four thousand, in this State of

Massachusetts, a State which is so famous for its orators and

its statesmen, a State that can boast of Franklins, and Adamses,

and Everetts, and Winthrops and Lawrences, and Sumners and

Bigelows, and a host of other distinguished men; a State,

moreover, which is the chosen home, if not the birthplace of the

illustrious Secretary of State of the American Union.

(Applause.)

"But, gentlemen, although I cannot make a speech to you, I must

tell you, in the plain and homely way in which John Bull tries

to express his feelings when his heart is full--that is to say,

when they do not choke him and prevent his utterance altogether

(sensation)--in that homely way I must express to you how deeply

grateful I and all who are with me (hear, hear), feel for the

kind and gratifying reception we have met with in the City of

Boston. For myself, I may say that the citizens of Boston could

not have conferred upon me a greater favour than that which they

have conferred, in inviting me to this festival, and in thus

enabling me not only to receive the hand of kindness which has

been extended to me by the authorities of the City and of the

State, but also giving me the opportunity, which I never had

before, and perhaps may never have again, of paying my respects

to the President of the United States. (Applause.) And although

it would ill become me, a stranger, to presume to eulogise the

conduct or the services of President Fillmore, yet as a

bystander, as an observer, and by no means an indifferent or

careless observer, of your progress and prosperity, I think I

may venture to affirm that it is the opinion of all impartial

men, that President Fillmore will occupy an honourable place on

the roll of illustrious men on whom the mantle of Washington has

fallen. (Applause and cheers.)

"Somebody must write to the President, and tell him how that

remark about him was received. (Laughter.)

"Gentlemen: I have always felt a very deep interest in the

progress of the lines of railway communication, of which we are

now assembled to celebrate the completion. The first railway

that I ever travelled upon in North America, forms part of the

iron band which now unites Montreal to Boston. I had the

pleasure, about five years ago, of travelling with a friend of

mine, whom I see now present--Governor Paine--I think as far as

Concord, upon that line.

"Ex-Governor Paine, of Vermont--It was Franklin.

"Lord Elgin--He contradicts me; he says it was not Concord, but

Franklin; but I will make a statement which I am sure he will

not contradict; it is this--that although we travelled together

two or three days--after leaving the cars, over bad roads, and

in all sorts of queer conveyances, we never reached a place

which we could with any propriety have christened Discord.

(Laughter and applause.)

* * * * *

"As to the citizens of Boston, I shall not attempt to detail

their merits, for their name is Legion; but there is one merit,

which I do not like to pass unnoticed, because they always seem

to have possessed it in the highest perfection. It is the virtue

of courage. Upon looking very accurately into history, I find

one occasion, and one only upon which it appears to me that

their courage entirely failed them. I see a great many military

men present, and I am afraid that they will call me to account

for this observation (laughter)--and what do you think that

occasion was? I find, from the most authentic records, that the

citizens of Boston were altogether carried away by panic, when

it was first proposed to build a railroad from Boston to

Providence, under the apprehension that they themselves, their

wives and their children, their stores and their goods, and all

they possessed, would be swallowed up bodily by New York.

(Laughter.)

"I hope that Boston has wholly recovered from that panic. I

think it is some evidence of it, that she has laid out fifty

millions in railways since that time."

After his lordship, followed Edward Everett, whose speech was a complete

contrast in every respect. Eloquent exceedingly, but chaste, terse and

poetical; it charmed the Canadian visitors as much as Lord Elgin's had

delighted the natives. Here are a few extracts:--

"It is not easy for me to express to you the admiration with

which I have listened to the very beautiful and appropriate

speech with which his Excellency, the Governor-General of

Canada, has just delighted us. You know, sir, that the truest

and highest art is to conceal art; and I could not but be

reminded of that maxim, when I heard that gentleman, after

beginning with disabling himself, and cautioning us at the onset

that he was slow of speech, proceed to make one of the happiest,

most appropriate and eloquent speeches ever uttered. If I were

travelling with his lordship in his native mountains of Gael, I

should say to him, in the language of the natives of those

regions, sma sheen--very well, my lord. But in plain English,

sir, that which has fallen from his lordship has given me indeed

new cause to rejoice that 'Chatham's language is my mother

tongue.' (Great cheering.)

* * * * *

"We have, Sir, in this part of the country long been convinced

of the importance of this system of communication; although it

may be doubted whether the most sagacious and sanguine have even

yet fully comprehended its manifold influences. We have,

however, felt them on the sea board and in the interior. We have

felt them in the growth of our manufactures, in the extension of

our commerce, in the growing demand for the products of

agriculture, in the increase of our population. We have felt

them prodigiously in transportation and travel. The inhabitant

of the country has felt them in the ease with which he resorts

to the city markets, whether as a seller or a purchaser. The

inhabitant of the city has felt them in the facility with which

he can get to a sister city, or to the country; with which he

can get back to his native village;--to see the old folks, aye,

Sir, and some of the young folks--with which he can get a

mouthful of pure mountain air--or run down in dog days to

Gloucester or Phillips' beach, or Plymouth, or Cohassett, or New

Bedford.

"I say, Sir, we have felt the benefit of our railway system in

these and a hundred other forms, in which, penetrating far

beyond material interests, it intertwines itself with all the

concerns and relations of life and society; but I have never had

its benefits brought home to me so sensibly as on the present

occasion. Think, Sir, how it has annihilated time and space, in

reference to this festival, and how greatly to our advantage and

delight!

"When Dr. Franklin, in 1754, projected a plan of union for these

colonies, with Philadelphia as the metropolis, he gave as a

reason for this part of the plan, that Philadelphia was situated

about half way between the extremes, and could be conveniently

reached even from Portsmouth, New Hampshire, in eighteen days! I

believe the President of the United States, who has honoured us

with his company at this joyous festival, was not more than

twenty-four hours actually on the road from Washington to

Boston; two to Baltimore, seven more to Philadelphia, five more

to New York, and ten more to Boston.

"And then Canada, sir, once remote, inaccessible region--but now

brought to our very door. If a journey had been contemplated in

that direction in Dr. Franklin's time, it would have been with

such feelings as a man would have now-a-days, who was going to

start for the mouth of Copper Mine River, and the shores of the

Arctic Sea. But no, sir; such a thing was never thought

of--never dreamed of. A horrible wilderness, rivers and lakes

unspanned by human art, pathless swamps, dismal forests that it

made the flesh creep to enter, threaded by nothing more

practicable than the Indian's trail, echoing with no sound more

inviting than the yell of the wolf and the warwhoop of the

savage; these it was that filled the space between us and

Canada. The inhabitants of the British Colonies never entered

Canada in those days but as provincial troops or Indian

captives; and lucky he that got back with his scalp on.

(Laughter.) This state of things existed less than one hundred

years ago; there are men living in Massachusetts who were born

before the last party of hostile Indians made an incursion to

the banks of the Connecticut river.

"As lately as when I had the honour to be the Governor of the

Commonwealth, I signed the pension warrant of a man who lost his

arm in the year 1757, in a conflict with the Indians and French

in one of the border wars, in those dreary Canadian forests. His

Honour the Mayor will recollect it, for he countersigned the

warrant as Secretary of State. Now, Sir, by the magic power of

these modern works of art, the forest is thrown open--the rivers

and lakes are bridged--the valleys rise, the mountains bow their

everlasting heads; and the Governor-General of Canada takes his

breakfast in Montreal, and his dinner in Boston;--reading a

newspaper leisurely by the way which was printed a fortnight ago

in London. [Great Applause.] In the excavations made in the

construction of the Vermont railroads, the skeletons of fossil

whales and paloeozoic elephants have been brought to light. I

believe, Sir, if a live spermaciti whale had been seen spouting

in Lake Champlain, or a native elephant had walked leisurely

into Burlington from the neighbouring woods, of a summer's

morning, it would not be thought more wonderful than our fathers

would have regarded Lord Elgin's journey to us this week, could

it have been foretold to them a century ago, with all the

circumstances of despatch, convenience and safety. [Applause.]

"I recollect that seven or eight years ago there was a project

to carry a railroad into the lake country in England--into the

heart of Westmoreland and Cumberland. Mr. Wordsworth, the lately

deceased poet, a resident in the centre of this region, opposed

the project. He thought that the retirement and seclusion of

this delightful region would be disturbed by the panting of the

locomotive, and the cry of the steam whistle. If I am not

mistaken, he published one or two sonnets in deprecation of the

enterprise. Mr. Wordsworth was a kind-hearted man, as well as a

most distinguished poet, but he was entirely mistaken, as it

seems to me, in this matter. The quiet of a few spots may be

disturbed; but a hundred quiet spots are rendered accessible.

The bustle of the station house may take the place of the

Druidical silence of some shady dell; but, Gracious Heavens!

sir, how many of those verdant cathedral arches, entwined by the

hand of God in our pathless woods, are opened to the grateful

worship of man by these means of communication. (Cheers).

"How little of rural beauty you lose, even in a country of

comparatively narrow dimensions like England--how less than

little in a country so vast as this--by works of this

description. You lose a little strip along the line of the road,

which partially changes its character; while, as the

compensation, you bring all this rural beauty--

"The warbling woodland, the resounding shore,

The pomp of groves, the garniture of fields,"

within the reach, not of a score of luxurious, sauntering

tourists, but of the great mass of the population, who have

senses and tastes as keen as the keenest. You throw it open,

with all its soothing and humanizing influences, to thousands

who, but for your railways and steamers, would have lived and

died without ever having breathed the life giving air of the

mountains; yes, sir, to tens of thousands, who would have gone

to their graves, and the sooner for the privation, without ever

having caught a glimpse of the most magnificent and beautiful

spectacle which nature presents to the eye of man--that of a

glorious combing wave, a quarter of a mile long, as it comes

swelling and breasting towards the shore, till its soft green

ridge bursts into a crest of snow, and settles and dies along

the whispering sands!" (Immense cheering.)

"But even this is nothing compared with the great social and

moral effects of this system, a subject admirably treated, in

many of its aspects, in a sermon by Dr. Gannett, which has been

kindly given to the public. All important also are its

political effects in binding the States together as one family,

and uniting us to our neighbours as brethren and kinsfolk. I do

not know, Sir, [turning to Lord Elgin,] but in this way, from

the kindly seeds which have been sown this week, in your visit

to Boston, and that of the distinguished gentlemen who have

preceded and accompanied you, our children and grandchildren, as

long as this great Anglo-Saxon race shall occupy the continent,

may reap a harvest worth all the cost which has devolved on this

generation." [Cheers.]

Other speeches followed, which would not now interest my readers. In due

time the assemblage broke up, and the guests streamed away over the

lovely Common in all directions, forming even in their departure a

wonderful and pleasing spectacle.

We Canadians remained in Boston several days, visiting the public

institutions, presenting and receiving addresses, and participating in a

series of civic pageants, the more enjoyable because to us altogether

novel and unprecedented. Our hosts informed us, that they were quite

accustomed to and always prepared for such gatherings.

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