My Ecstacies Were Still Further Toned Down When I Woke The Next Morning
With My Neck, Hands, And Face Stinging And Swollen From The Bites Of
Innumerable Mosquitoes.
CHAPTER X.
The Place of Council - Its progress and its people - English hearts -
"Sebastopol is taken" - Squibs and crackers - A ship on her beam-ends -
Selfishness - A mongrel city - A Scot - Constancy rewarded - Monetary
difficulties - Detention on a bridge - A Canadian homestead - Life in the
clearings - The bush on fire - A word on farming - The "bee" and its produce
- Eccentricities of Mr. Haldimands - A ride on a troop-horse - Scotch
patriotism - An English church - The servant nuisance - Richard Cobden.
The people of Toronto informed me, immediately on my arrival in their
city, that "Toronto is the most English place to be met with out of
England." At first I was at a loss to understand their meaning. Wooden
houses, long streets crossing each other at right angles, and wooden side-
walks, looked very un-English to my eye. But when I had been for a few
days at Toronto, and had become accustomed to the necessarily-unfinished
appearance of a town which has only enjoyed sixty years of existence, I
fully agreed with the laudatory remarks passed upon it. The wooden houses
have altogether disappeared from the principal streets, and have been
replaced by substantial erections of brick and stone. The churches are
numerous, and of tasteful architecture. The public edifices are well
situated and very handsome. King Street, the principal thoroughfare, is
two miles in length, and the side-walks are lined with handsome shops.
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