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JOURNEY IN NEW BRUNSWICK AND MAINE. 



The morning after that which we had spent with Sir Archibald 

 Campbell and his delightful family, saw us proceeding along the shores 

 of the St John's River in the British province of New Brunswick. As 

 we passed the Government-house, our hearts bade its generous inmates 

 adieu ; and as we left Frederickton behind, the recollection of the 

 many acts of kindness which we had received from its inhabitants, came 

 powerfully on our minds. Slowly advancing over the surface of the 

 translucent stream, we still fancied our ears saluted by the melodies of the 

 unrivalled band of the 43d Regiment. In short, with the remembrance 

 of kindness experienced, the feeling of expectations gratified, the hope of 

 adding to our knowledge, and the possession of health and vigovu", we 

 were luxuriating in happiness. 



The " Favourite," the bark in which we were, contained not only my 

 whole family, but nearly a score and a half individuals of all descriptions, 

 so that the crowded state of her cabin soon began to prove rather dis- 

 agreeable. The boat itself was a mere scow, commanded by a person of 

 rather uncouth aspect and rude manners. Two sorry nags he had fas- 

 tened to the end of a long tow-line, on the nearer of which rode a Negro 

 youth, less than half clad, with a long switch in one hand, and the joined 

 bridles in the other, striving with all his might to urge them on at the 

 rate of something more than two miles an hour. 



How fortunate it is for one to possess a little of the knowledge of a 

 true traveller ! Following the advice of a good and somewhat aged one, 

 we had provided ourselves with a large basket, which was not altogether 

 empty when we reached the end of our aquatic excursion. Here and 

 there the shores of the river were delightful, tlie space between it and the 

 undulating hills that bounded the prospect being highly cultivated, while 

 now and then its abrupt and rocky banks assumed a most picturesque ap- 

 pearance. Although it was late in September, the mowers were still en- 

 gaged in cutting the grass, and the gardens of the farmers shewed patches 

 of green pease. The apples were still green, and the vegetation in gene- 

 ral reminded us that we were in a northern latitude. 



Gradually and slowly we proceeded, until in the afternoon we landed 

 to exchange our jaded horses. We saw a house on an eminence, with 



