Twenty-Seven Years in Canada West eBook

This eBook from the Gutenberg Project consists of approximately 232 pages of information about Twenty-Seven Years in Canada West.

Twenty-Seven Years in Canada West eBook

This eBook from the Gutenberg Project consists of approximately 232 pages of information about Twenty-Seven Years in Canada West.

The pretty village of Gore’s Landing is built partly on the lot formerly possessed by Tidy, and partly on the adjoining lot at present occupied by Captain Gore, from whom the village takes its name.  The gentlemen in this neighbourhood have, nearly at their own expense, built a very neat church, which is romantically situated on the top of a high hill overlooking the lake.  In summer time nothing can exceed the beauty of this spot, or be more suitable for the erection of a fane dedicated to Him

   “Whose temple is all space!”

This village contains two excellent taverns, a large steam saw-mill, two stores, and several other buildings.  Two steam-boats, the “Royal George” and “Forester,” leave it daily for Peterborough, distant twenty-five miles, making their return-trip the same day.  Another steamer is being constructed to run from the village of Keane, on the Indian river in Otonabee down the Trent as far as Heely’s Falls and back to Gore’s Landing.  These boats meet Weller’s line of mail stages at one o’clock, P.M.  A fine line of plank road has been constructed from this place to Cobourg, avoiding all the high hills.  The stage time is an hour and a half between lake and lake.

As nearly all the lumber and shingles manufactured at Peterborough and the neighbouring townships intended for exportation to the United States, must be either landed here or at Bewdley, at the head of the lake, whence it is conveyed across in waggons to Port Hope or Cobourg, this village bids fair to become a stirring little place.

One of my objects in writing this work is to point out what the country was twenty-seven years ago, and what it is now, showing clearly that what appeared to the pioneer of those days insurmountable difficulties, have by persevering industry been overcome, “and the howling wilderness made to blossom as the rose.”  The desolating torrent has been utilised and restrained; mills and factories have been erected; bridges span our broadest rivers, and magnificent steamers plough our inland seas.  Nor is this all:  the first sod of a railway has been turned, which is ultimately intended to connect Lake Huron with Halifax and Boston, bringing the riches of the Far West through its natural channel to the sea.

Nothing, indeed, but industry and enterprise is needed to change the waste and solitary places of Upper Canada into a garden of Eden, which it is designed by the Supreme Architect to become.

CHAPTER VI.

WOOD-DUCK SHOOTING. —­ ADVENTURE ON RICE LAKE. —­ IRISH HOWL. —­ ARRIVAL AT GORE’S LANDING. —­ GENERAL HOWLING FOR THE DEFUNCT. —­ DANGERS OF OUR JOURNEY. —­ SAFE ARRIVAL AT COBOURG. —­ SALMON-FISHING.  —­ CANOE-BUILDING AFTER A BAD FASHION. —­ SALMON SPEARING. —­ CANADIAN FISH AND FISHERIES. —­ INDIAN SUMMER. —­ SLEIGHS AND SLEIGHING. —­ DOMESTIC LOVE.

After committing the care of my horse to our landlord, I ordered dinner to be got ready immediately, as we had thirteen miles to row, and I wished to reach Mr. W-----’s before dark.  Our hostess exerted herself, and we soon sat down to a sumptuous feast, consisting of a brace of fine fat wood-ducks and fried black bass, two dishes I am particularly fond of, and which at this time of the year can always be obtained from the lake.

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