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FOURTH 
JOXIRN FY. 
The Cana¬ 
dians. 
Portifica- 
iions at 
Quebec. 
WANDERINGS IN 
Tlie Canadians are a quiet, and apparently a 
happy people. They are very courteous and affable 
to strangers. On comparing them with the charac¬ 
ter which a certain female traveller, a journalist, has 
thought fit to give them, the stranger might have 
great doubts whether or not he were amongst the 
Canadians. 
Montreal, Quebec, and the falls of Montmorency, 
are well worth going to see. They are making tre¬ 
mendous fortifications at Quebec. It will be the 
Gibraltar of the new world. When one considers 
its distance from Europe, and takes a view of its 
powerful and enterprising neighbour, Virgil’s remark 
at once rushes into the mind, 
“Sic vos non vobis nidificatis aves.” 
I left Montreal with regret. I had the good 
fortune to be introduced to the Professors of the 
College. These fathers are a very learned and 
worthy set of gentlemen; and on my taking leave 
of them, I felt a heaviness at heart, in reflecting that 
I had not more time to cultivate their acquaintance. 
In all the way from Buffalo to Quebec, I only 
met with one bug; and I cannot even swear that it 
belonged to the United States. In going down the 
St. Lawrence, in the steam-boat, I felt something 
crossing over my neck; and on laying hold of it 
with my finger and thumb, it turned out to be a 
little half-grown, ill-conditioned bug. Now, whether 
it were going from the American to the Canada 
side, or from the Canada to the American, and had 
taken the advantage of my shoulders to ferry itself 
