Circean enchantment, with that nauseous and everdreaded disorder, which is, I believe, the inevitable lot of nearly every one who becomes for the first time a sea-faring adventurer. We were distressed almost a fortnight with this unpleasant sickness during which time, not a few of the most zealous advocates of emigration wished most heartily, that they had never quitted their peaceful cottages, to encounter all the dangers and difficulties of a long voyage, and that they had not indulged in the glowing anticipation of future golden harvests, prior to which the privations to be endured were completely overlooked.

The nausea renders those who are under its influence exceedingly irritable. If a modern poet had to sing the daring adventures of the agricultural heroes who plough so great a portion of the foaming main, -that they may afterwards have an opportunity of ploughing a little patch of this fertile continent,— in the spirit of refinement which characterizes the present age he would omit all mention of this disorder and its unpleasant concomitants. But had the task been committed to father Homer, he would have executed it in a charming manner; and would have conveyed to his readers, in a few bold expressions, nearly as just a description of sea-sick scenery, as the celebrated caricaturist Cruikshanks has represented to spectators, in his humorous print of A Trip to Margate. This disorder seems for a season to dissolve all "the tender charities of

life;" and you would have been much amused, could you have heard wives reproaching their husbands, husbands their wives, children their parents, and parents their children, all, like good father Adam, desirous of throwing off the sin from their own shoulders. Their awkward endeavours to exculpate themselves would have made even "thick-lipped musing Melancholy gather up her face into a smile." After the lapse of a fortnight, however, the whole party was in a state of convalescence, and many were restored to as perfect health as they had previously enjoyed.

The weather, for the first eight or ten days of our voyage, was so extremely unpleasant, and the winds so very unfavourable that we made but little progress. After that time, the weather became milder and more agreeable; but the wind continued to blow from the West and North West, during the whole of our passage.

On the 27th of July, we anchored before the city of Quebec, after a voyage of 43 days and a half. During this short period, twelve of our party were consigned to a watery grave; and we interred as many more in different islands of the St. Lawrence. All of them were children under fourteen years of age; children who, a few days before this sudden change, were cheerful and healthy, the hope and the delight of their parents. But though these bereavements are most painful to the individuals concerned, yet to the eye of an

enlightened reflection how enviable appears the lot of the innocents who are thus suddenly removed in their childhood or infancy! Through the merits. of Him, who, in the days of his flesh, said, "Suffer little children to come unto me, for of such is the kingdom of heaven," they become entitled to a heavenly inheritance, without a previous and long endurance of human ills.-They have gone to another and a better state of being; have exchanged a life which is short and uncertain, for one which is eternal and unchangeable. They have embarked for a world, in which they will not be called to participate in calamities, or to mar their own happiness, and that of others, by the commission of crimes, but are "as the angels of God, who high in glory dwell.” I must confess, that while paying the last sad and solemn rites of our holy religion to the mortal remains of these little ones, I have often been ready to exclaim with the inimitable Hervey, "Highly-favoured probationers! Scarce "launched on the troubled waters of life, ere you "have reached the haven of never-ending rest!"

Nothing of any particular importance, except the deaths which I have now enumerated, occurred, from the first to the thirtieth day of our voyage; when we struck soundings on the Great Fishing Bank. The next day we got in sight of the Island of Newfoundland, which was the only spot of terra firma we had seen for more than a month. In a few days afterwards we observed the American Continent, which at first appeared to be only an

immense combination of dark clouds, resting on the bosom of the ocean. But as we approached nearer, and were able to distinguish the lofty mountains, the majestic forests, and the silver-surfaced streams" issuing forth in all directions with unabating impetuosity, and mingling their fresh and tributary waters with the vast collection of their common parent "the briny deep," all the powers of my mind became enraptured; and with pleasurable emotions, till then unknown, I viewed the interesting objects with which I was surrounded. This far-famed land,—the asylum alike of friendless poverty and enterprising wealth,the reputed nurse of liberty, the patron of arts, science, and literature, the genial soil of piety, philosophy, and peace, the enemy of oppression, -the mother of equality,-and the seat of independence, was then the object of my immediate contemplation; and never did any man, of whom it might be said

Fair Science smiled not on his humble birth,

derive more real delight, than I did, from the indulgence of such a train of ideas, as were presented to my mind on this occasion.

A few days after entering the Gulph of St. Lawrence, we were enveloped in one of those perplexing fogs which so frequently prove fatal to vessels sailing up and down this mighty river. For almost two days, we were unable to distinguish

land in any direction; and, having no pilot on board, we found it impossible to ascertain the proper channel. There was not a breath of wind, and the ship was allowed to drift up and down, as the tide alternately ebbed and flowed. While in this perilous situation we fired several guns, as signals for a pilot; but without effect. His Majesty's frigate, the Iphigenia, with his Grace the Duke of Richmond and Sir Peregrine Maitland on board, which was a little way a-head of us, also discharged some heavy guns for the same purpose; but with no better effect. We had no idea that we were in any imminent danger, until the fog withdrew; when we discovered, to our great surprise and alarm, that we were drifting close to the perilous Island of Anticosta, on the shores of which many a brave tar has concluded the voyage of life. This unpropitious island, although 125 miles long and 28 miles broad, has not, in its whole extent, a bay or harbour sufficiently safe to afford shelter for a single sail. It is situate in 49 deg. 40 min. North Latitude, and between 62 and 64 degrees West Longitude; and is entirely uncultivated and almost destitute of inhabitants. Several attempts have been made to cultivate the soil in various parts of it; but all of them have hitherto proved fruitless and ineffectual. Government has erected two buildings on the island, one at each extremity: In these, two families are stationed during the summer months, and furnished with an abundant supply of provisions, which are always freely dis

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