Publisher's Synopsis
This historic book may have numerous typos, missing text or index. Purchasers can download a free scanned copy of the original book (without typos) from the publisher. 1854*. Not illustrated. Excerpt: ... LlFE lN THE CLEARINGS VERSUS THE BUSH. CHAPTER I. "The land of our adoption claims Our highest powers--our firmest trust-- May future ages blend our names With hers, when we shall sleep In dust. Land of our sons!--last-born of earth, A mighty nation nurtures thee; The first in mortal power and worth-- Long mayest thou boast her sovereignty! Union is strength, while round the boughs Of thine own lofty maple-tree; The threefold wreath of Britain flows, Twined with the graceful fleur-de-lis; A chaplet wreathed mid smiles and tears, In which all hues of glory blend; Long may it bloom for future years, And vigour to thy weakness lend." Year after year, during twenty years' residence in the colony, I had indulged the hope of one day visiting the Falls of Niagara, and year after year, for twenty long years, I was doomed to disappointment. For the first ten years, my residence in the woods of Donro, my infant family, at last, not least, among the list of objections, that great want--the want of money--placed insuperable difficulties in the way of my ever accomplishing this cherished wish of my heart. The hope, resigned for the present, was always indulged as a bright future--a pleasant day-dream--an event which at some unknown period, when happier days should dawn upon us, might take place; but which just now was entirely out of the question. When the children were very importunate for a new book or toy, and I had not the means of gratifying them, I used to silence them by saying that I would buy that and many other nice things for them when "our money cart came home." During the next ten years, this all-important and anxiously anticipated vehicle did not arrive. The children did not get their toys, and my journey to Niagara was still postponed to an indefinite period....
