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of " The sea, the sea, the deep, deep sea." The association 

 of ideas notwithstanding all that Locke says upon the 

 subject is a very unaccountable process; at least I cannot 

 discover any reason why the above verses should have 

 suggested to my mind the recollection of some others, 

 which were transmitted to me by my very excellent friend 

 and erudite companion, Dr. W. Winder, librarian to the 

 Legislative Assembly, in a letter from which I take the 

 following extracts. 



" I think you will regret to learn that f Ginger of ours ' is 

 no more." Ginger was a corpulent bandy-legged terrier 

 who was ever present with W. B. Lindsay, Esq., clerk of the 

 Commons House of Assembly of Canada. " The poor 

 fellow, not ( sleeping in his orchard,' but playing in the 

 Place d'Armes, ' as was his custom in the afternoon,' was 

 set upon by two large ruffianly Newfoundland dogs, and 

 literally worried to death by them. Some one suggested 

 that so faithful a friend as Ginger should not be permitted 

 to disappear from the scene, without some testimony to his 

 fame and character. Our Poet Laureate Spink, I 

 believe, rejoices in that honourable title was spoken of 

 as the proper person to sing the fame of Ginger ; but the 

 invisible great unknown, though as it seems ever present 

 Cangan, took the hint, and a few days thereafter Lindsay 

 received the within imitation of the 24th Ode of Horace, 

 by Horatius Canganus. 



"An amusing incident occurred, I am told, when 



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