CANADIAN DRIVERS, 3 
tempers of the drivers,, and tlieir passion is 
constantly vented in lashes on their horses. 
To hasten the speed of their horses they 
have three expressions, rising abo ve each other 
in a regular climax. The first, “ Marche/’ 
is pronounced in the usual tone of voice: 
Marche-donc/’ the second, is pronounced 
more hastily and louder; if the horse is dull 
enough not to comprehend this, then the 
Marche-donc,” accompanied with one of 
Sterne's magical words, comes out, in the 
third place, in a shrill piercing key, and a 
smart lash of the whip follows. From the 
frequent use made by the drivers of these 
words, the calashes have received the nick¬ 
name of marche-doncs.” 
The first post-house is nine miles from. 
Quebec, which our drivers, of their own ac¬ 
cord, managed to reach in one hour. No 
sooner were we in sight of it, than the post¬ 
master, his wife in her close French cap, and 
all the family, came running out to receiye 
us. The foremost driver, a thin fellow of 
about six feet high, with a queue bound with 
eel skins that reached the whole way do wn 
his back, immediately cracked his whip, and 
having brought his calash to the door, with 
a great air he leapt out, bowed respectfully at 
a distance to the hostess, then advancing with 
his hat off, paid her a few compliments, and 
