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Amongst the builders Ireland has sent here, Mr. Kivas Tully, Architect and Civil Engineer, Department of Public Works, and Mr. John Tully, his brother, and of the same profession, deserve to be mentioned. Mr. John Harrington was a successful business man in Toronto, who came here in 1841, made money, took an interest in public affairs, and was killed by a fall from his horse. His ample fortune descended in the main to his sister, the wife of Mr. David Blain, M.P., for West York. A characteristic Irish emigrant was, or rather is, Richard Reynolds, of Yonge street, Toronto. In his eighteenth year he came from Ballybrood where it was "the regulation thing" to have a fight on the 12th of June. This was the day Mr. Reynolds left home, and he regretted that he would not be "in with the fight"-a fight which had this beautiful attraction, it was never known to pass off without a man or two being killed. The military used to be brought from Limerick. Sticks were going and so were drinks-punch and porter, and the women arms akimbo dancing in the tents. I have always been reminded of those Irish jigs when reading the scene in FaustBauern unter der Linde :-the dance and song would suit admirably an Irish fair where there is or used to be nothing but flirting and dancing before the fighting began. A school-boy version of this song-a callow and crude attempt to hibernise it may perhaps here be given.

Now Paddy to the dancing flew,

His shirt was clean, his necktie new,

And Peggy's gown and face were beaming;
Beneath the canvas every spark

Was gay as dewy morning's lark.

Juchhe! Juchhe!

Juchheisa! Heisa! He!

The fiddlesticks were screaming.

And Phelim sidled up to Proo,

And round her waist his arm he drew :

The spalpeen sure was raving;

The pretty colleen jumped aside,

Half crimson with offended pride;
Juchhe! Juchhe!

Juchheisa!Heisa! He!

Now don't be misbehaving.

But at his smile offence takes flight;
They dance to left, they dance to right:
Their hands their hips are clutching;

They grow quite red, they grow quite warm,
Then proudly walk off arm in arm ;
Juchhe Juchhe!

Juchheisa! Heisa! He!

'Neath the trees their lips are touching.

Come, come Sir, be not quite so bold,
Or you shall find that I can scold,
This is the way of men's betraying;

He comes the blarney, utters vows,

And on they roam 'neath blossom'd boughs;
Juchhe! Juchhe!

Juchheisa! Heisa! He!

And far from crowds the two are straying.

In Thornhill, Mr Reynolds met many of his countrymen—the Howards, the Holmes, and others. He came here without a trade. He always had a desire for the Church-for a controversial ecclesiastic his experience at Ballybrood would have, perhaps, been useful. He went to Trinity College, and for two years, being a man of fine abilities, got along well. But, when the controversy broke out between the Bishop of Huron-Bishop Cronyn, a brother Irishman-and the Bishop of Toronto, he took sides with the former, who declared that Trinity College was teaching semiRoman Catholic doctrines. Owing to the stand taken by Mr. Reynolds, the college became too hot for him, and he had to leave.

Mr. Reynolds went to the University, where he passed in every subject except chemistry. He took honours in the Oriental languages. It was urged by Professor Wilson and others, that his honours should stand against his backwardness in chemistry. This was not allowed, and he gave up the idea of entering the Church. He then went into the boot and shoe business in which he has succeeded. In connexion with his trade he published a paper for five years, and he still keeps up a correspondence with the mem- . bers of the craft throughout the country. Altogether, Mr. Rey nolds is quite a remarkable man. He would have made a very effective, perhaps a great minister. But he has been in his calling a useful man, and by reason of his intelligence and capacity, a tonic force amongst his fellow citizens.

One of the most successful men who have come here for many

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597 a day, is Mr. P. G. Close, the head of the firm of P. G. Close & Co., Toronto, who is Alderman, and connected with several large railway and financial undertakings. He is a man of great executive power, of sound judgment and large, liberal views, and should he determine to enter Parliament would be calculated to do good work for his party and the country. Similar instances of rapid success and great business capacity, are Mr. Christopher Bunting, Mr. Warring Kennedy, Mr. Dan. Hayes, Captain Larkin, of St. Catharines; the Hennesseys, of Hamilton; the Johnsons, of Belleville. Mr. Bunting is a man of reading and reflection. He has a fine presence, and is a good speaker. I hope ere long to see him in the House of Commons. Mr. Warring Kennedy is a man who also has public talents, which will, no doubt, be one day pressed into the service of his adopted country. In official life Mr. Thomas Devine, F. R. G. S. is a man whose services to Canada, it would be hard to overestimate. An engineer who has graduated in the best schools, his maps and plans, made and published since he became Assistant Commissioner of Crown Lands, display the highest topographic skill. His field book is one of the best known to surveyors. He is a fellow of the Royal Geographical Society, a corresponding member of the Berlin Geographical Society, and of the American Geographical and Statistical Society.

In the Township of Pickering, there is a settlement of the Society of Friends, which includes members of the family of Richardson from Queen's County; of the Taylors, from Tipperary; of the Collins's, and the Wrights; and of others who came there when that country was primeval forest. At Whitby, Mr. W. H. Higgins, editor of the Whitby Chronicle, is in the midst of the two sections of his countrymen, and popular with both. In 1856, when he established the Chronicle, there was no Roman Catholic Church in Whitby. Mr. Higgins and the priest of the mission, Father Shea, went out and got in one evening, mainly from Protestants, $600, and so the church was commenced.

Little has been said, and perhaps little need be said of the Irishman as a social force, or of his activity in the learned professions. Such men as Mr. A. Thornton Todd fulfil an important function in society. Mr. Todd is the youngest son of William Thornton Todd, of Buncrana Castle, County Donegal, grand

nephew and representative in Canada of Isaac Todd, whose letters I have quoted when endeavouring to paint the local feeling during the war of 1812-14. Mr. Todd founded the old Toronto Club, of which he was long honorary Secretary and Treasurer. He also built the Racket Court, racket being a game of which he used to be passionately fond, and in which he excelled.

A very famous person was the late Dr. George Herrick, M.D., who was born in Cork, in 1789, and having graduated at Trinity College, Dublin, studied medicine there and at Edinburgh. For a short time prior to his coming to this country in 1844, he was resident physician of the Rotunda Lying-in Hospital. He never married, but kept bachelor's quarters until a short time before his death. Most hospitable, he seldom sat down to dinner without half a dozen friends. There was no ostentation. Every one was glad to dine with him, for you were sure to meet a pleasant party and have a pleasant evening. The private friends who had partaken of his hospitality, and the officers of several regiments quartered in Toronto, presented him with many pieces of plate.

Besides the daily dinners, Dr. Herrick had two special dinners, one was on old Christmas Day, the 12th of January, the other on his father's birthday. He selected the young for his companions and his invitation was very peculiar. It was never expressed in writing or words. He would catch a glimpse of a desirable guest, perhaps on the other side of the way and put his hand over his shoulder with the thumb reaching out—hence he was called "Old Thumby "-and would say, "Roast Beef" or "Leg of Mutton." On the special occasions, however, he wrote a formal invitation.

The fare he gave his guests consisted of three courses with sherry and ale, and plenty of punch afterwards. At the table you would hear discussions and anecdotes relating to all the horse races and all the leading families in Great Britain and Ireland. He believed in blood both in men and horses. He must have had a little private means. He was systematic in his habits. He always got up at a certain hour. In the afternoon he would come home about 4 o'clock and take a sleep until six. Then he got up for dinner, his dress for that meal being a loose coat. nine o'clock, generally telling his guests to move off.

He retired at

If strangers

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not knowing his habits tarried, he would say: "Did you see those puppies go out there?" "Yes." "Then you had better follow them."

He was lecturer on diseases of women at King's College and afterwards at the University of Toronto. His lectures were concise and brief and thoroughly practical. "You must not" he would say, pointing with his thumb over his shoulder, "take the advice of those people over there," meaning the medical men of the United States, "because if you do, you may as well leave the place at once." At the hospital it was necessary to know his different signs, as he would only say,-"Give them that powder," as he put the right hand over the left shoulder. He never said, "Put out your tongue" to a patient. He simply put out his own. He was a good accoucheur. From Dr. Thorburn, who studied with him, and who learned from him much of his skill in lucinio lubores, I have gleaned many particulars respecting this eccentric

man.

He belonged to the old school of Irish gentlemen. In personal appearance he was tall and stout. He wore a big collar and sidewhiskers. He preferred walking to riding. He had neither carpets nor gas in his house.

Dr. John King, his contemporary and colleague was a great friend of his. Herrick always called him "Rex." Dr. King was like himself, a representative Irishman of a now vanished type. Another contemporary and brother medical man was James John Hayes, sometime member of the Senate, and of the Endowment Board of the University in which capacity he did good service, and saved the University much money. All his sons fill honourable positions.

Dr. Mack's name has been already mentioned in connexion with his father's. During the troubles of '37 he joined a small band of youthful British residents, to repel an expected invasion of the so-called batteries of Amherstburg. They were surrounded by a hostile population. For fourteen nights those boys, not one of them more than seventeen years old, stood sentry, without any place to sleep, and the enemy firing boiler cuttings on the town. The young lads, all of whom, with one exception, are dead, performed the duties of soldiers with rare pluck.

After this, Mack was appointed a lieutenant to an armed

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