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he was not particular as to the fit, because he took me for a Yankee.

Perambulating through the town, I saw several drunken men, at all hours. The races were over, and there are no public amusements to enliven the dull scene. Our table d'hôte has dwindled down to one veteran half-pay officer, a lank and melancholy lady, and our host; the hostess prefers dining upstairs by herself, and conversing with her noisy parrot. "Well, if I had a wife who would not come down to dinner," said the old half-pay, "I would lock her up, and feed her on dry toast and gruel, through the keyhole, till she would beg to be let out." This piece of intelligence being conveyed to the hostess, through the lank lady, she attacked the half-pay when he lounged into her parlour at tea. She upbraided him with his unkind, vile, and uncharitable remarks upon her absence from the dinner-table, and bid him begone about his business. "But in truth, I don't know where to go," said the luckless wight. Polly, pretty polly! How well the parrot looks to night, Mrs. P —." "Never mind the parrot, sir-go, I say. Go and smoke on the stoop, if you like, or drink in the bar, but you are no ladies' man." "Now, my dear Mrs. P, be reasonable. Sit on the stoops, indeed! drink in the bar!-I hate the thought." But the poor devil was obliged to retreat, and I saw him walking about in front of the house with a cigar in his mouth, looking as melancholy as a cat.

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The celebrated poet of Toronto called one day while I was out, which I regretted, having been favoured with a sight of a new edition of his poems, through an admirer of his genius, his stanch supporter, the

clever and amiable Mr. W-d, of Mona's sea-girt isle.

Extracts from "Select Poems, by Sir John Smith, LL.D. and P.L., Toronto.

"TO THE MOST CELEBRATED CAPTAIN MARRYAT, ETC. ETC.*

"The most celebrated Captain Marryat

Of our day stands unrivall'd as the sun,
Whose great fame all should wish to arrive at,
And in his most transcendent course to run.

"High on the pinnacle of honour and fame
Captain Marryat is now a soaring,
And great and exalted is his good name,

And most widely through the world it does ring.

"Captain Marryat's fame shines most brilliantly,
Giving light to the whole universe wide,
And all will remember continually

And will look up to him as their guide."

Bravo! Sir John; now for another aspiration:

"Our most dearly beloved brother, the Rev. William Case, Was the first person to sow the good seed

Among the Indian and the native race,

And for it they were in very great need," &c. &c.

The chivalrous Sir John does not confine his muse; he permits her to laud captains and methodist preachers to the skies, and to march to the frontier like an Amazon-en avant:

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* Vide Captain Marryat's "Diary in America," for the poem upon the Ladies of Toronto.

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A POEM ON THE NORTH-EASTERN BOUNDARY QUESTION.

"The long disputed North-Eastern Boundary Line,

That has excited Britannia and America,

Now appears most hostile and like war a sure sign,
For Britons will protect the claims of Britannia.
"I would advise Brother Jonathan to be careful
Not to awaken the strong Lion of England,
For the Lion will act and behave most fearful,
And the Lion will always maintain his bold stand.
"Brother Jonathan will find that it will not do
For him with the Lion to trifle and to play,
For the Lion will sharply bite all that near him go,
And are so foolish and silly to go in his way.
"Let Brother Jonathan let the Lion alone,

For the strong, powerful, and the furious Lion
Will make Brother Jonathan for his crime atone,
And Brother Jonathan the Lion will ride upon!!!"

Editor's Note." It is to be understood in the last line of the above poem, that the Lion will ride upon Brother Jonathan."

It is to be hoped the bard of Toronto will furnish a saddle for the occasion, to save Brother Jonathan's back from being galled during the Lion's rough riding,

"And when he next doth ride abroad
May I be there to see."

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A POEM UPON THE SEAT OF GOVERNMENT BEING REMOVED
FROM THE CITY OF TORONTO. BY THE SAME.

"Fellow citizens of the city of Toronto,

You must not be frighten'd and alarm'd, And let your property for a little go,

For I am resolved you shall not be harm'd.

"If the seat of government is taken away,

My projected improvements will make this town grow;
When they are finished it will shine like a bright ray,
And money in this town like a river will flow.

"My projected improvements are as follows

I mean in this town to bring the Don and Humber;
When these improvements are made we will have no

more sorrows,

For our riches will increase beyond number.

"And also a railroad to the Balsam lake

From this city the distance is seventy mile;
Then to go there from this town will a short time take,
And from there to this city will take a short while."

Adieu! Sir John may your shadow never be less; and if, by your "projected improvements," you can make Toronto livelier instead of larger, your "fellow citizens" should erect a pillar to your genius, return you member to the house at the next election, where your wit, eloquence, and "projected improvements," might convince-even the Honourable President of the Board of Works, that—

"Money in this town like a river will flow."

CHAPTER X.

Brock's monument-Niagara-Extracts from the Visitors' bookTable Rock-Grotto under the Falls-Certificate-Clifton-house -Museum-Deserters-Missionary and Chinese youth-Whirlpool-Schlosser-Navy Island-Chippewa-Buffalo-Nickerbocker's agent-the Bunker-hill-Voyage on Lake Erie-Cleveland, Ohio-Detroit-Illinois steamer-German and his dogs.

lady.

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"BROCK's monument tottering to its fall!" exclaimed one of my fellow travellers, as we toiled up a hill, at the request of our coachman; "paying for a ride, and requested to walk," as another drily observed.

"It was poor spite to destroy a monument, fix it any you will," said a Buffalo man.

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"This is the spot where Brock fell,” said an old lady, halting beneath a scrubby bush.

"Were you in the battle, miss?" inquired another

No, miss; but my son was, and pointed out this exact spot."

"Was your son a Britisher, miss ?" demanded a stern-looking wight.

"No; he was American born, sir," said the old damsel, drawing herself up and eyeing the speaker most disdainfully.

I was glad to hear my fellow voyagers (American citizens) one and all reprobate the wanton and mischievous act, though I was not a little surprised to

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