III. NEW BRUNSWICK.

I. "HERE we are at St. John," he continued. "There are the docks, well filled with vessels of all sorts; and there, above them, is the town. Not very like a ruined city, is it? Yet it was all burnt down, a few years ago!

2. "See, Charlie, how the tide rises here. At this very spot there was, six hours ago, a fall of seventeen feet into the harbour; and now you can see that the water is running with us, in a sort of rapid, up the stream!" 1

3. 'We did not stay long at St. John's; for I was in haste to see as much as I could of Canada, and the far North-West. My uncle's last words were, "So long, and no longer! I shall be some time here; then on to New York; and then, as fast as sails will bring me, to Port Nelson, where I shall expect to find you."

4. We followed the course of the St. John, past Fredericton, the capital, threading our way among wooded islands.

'At last, we reached a railway station, with a French name.

"There, Charlie," said Mr. Campbell, is the 1 Rae, pp. 87, 88.

mouth of the great St. Lawrence; and here is the point where we leave New Brunswick, and enter Lower Canada.”

5. "Canada!" I exclaimed; "are we not in Canada already?"

""No! We are in the Dominion of Canada, but not in Canada itself. Till very lately, there were six or seven British Colonies in North America, each with its own governor, and quite separate from each other. This was very inconvenient; and about fifteen years ago, most of them were united. All have now joined the Dominion, except Newfoundland. As Canada was the most important, it gave its name to the whole country. Each colony keeps its own name; but the whole is called the Dominion of Canada, and its chief ruler is the Governor-General.

6. "This railway shows you one good effect of the union of the provinces. Till that was done, it stopped here. Now it goes on, and joins the line we went by from Pictou to Halifax. A very pretty line, here and there, but a very cold one to travel by in winter."

IV. CANADA.

1. 'WE reached Quebec, the capital of Lower Canada, next morning. I felt almost at home there; it was so like the pictures I had seen of it, standing on its promontory, jutting out into the river. I saw the heights of Abraham, where General Wolfe and his little army climbed up, and surprised the French; and there, on the height, was the table-land, where the battle was fought and won.

2. "Are there any French people here now?" I asked, as we left Quebec for Montreal.

"A great many of French descent--French Canadians, as they are called; and they keep up many of the old ways that their fathers brought from France long ago. They used to be very jealous of the British settlers in Upper Canada, but now, I hope, they are working pretty well together, for the good of the whole country.

3. "I almost wish," he added, looking out of the carriage window, "that I had you here in winter instead of summer! A Canadian winter is a thing to be enjoyed! So clear, and dry, and bright-the country veiled in its robe of snow-the lakes and streams hard frozen into smooth highways—the sleighs or sledges gliding along to the

jingling of their bells! I don't think I ever enjoyed myself so much as in the winter I spent in Canada.

4. "And then, the sudden burst into summer! It would be worth while to wait through a winter, even if you did not care for sleighing, if it were only to see how Nature shakes off, almost in a day, her icy chains, throws away her white robe, and puts on her bright green mantle! No slow, damp, cold springs, like ours, but hard, dry winter to-day, and bright, genial summer to-morrow.

5. "All the same, Charlie, the winter would not do so well for our trip to the North-West! So let us make the best of our way, before it catches us. Here we are at Montreal, the old capital of Upper Canada, or Ontario."

6. 'Montreal is a busy place, with docks full of large ships, and a grand tubular bridge over the St. Lawrence, two miles long!

'A little way up the river, we came to the confluence of the St. Lawrence with a great tributary.

'The Ottawa, Charlie. A noble river; and on its banks, a few miles above this junction, stands the town of Ottawa, the capital of the Dominion ; a little place as yet, but in a grand position, and sure to increase.

7. 'I looked surprised that the capital should