government—­it may be with William McKenzie, the memorable patriot and present member of the Colonial parliament, bearing in his hand the stars and stripes as their ensign—­there to blend their voices in the loud shout of jubilee, in honor of the “bloodless victory,” of Canadian annexation.  This we forewarn the colored people, in time, is the inevitable and not far distant destiny of the Canadas.  And let them come into the American Republic when they may, the fate of the colored man, however free before, is doomed, doomed, forever doomed.  Disfranchisement, degradation, and a delivery up to slave catchers and kidnappers, are their only fate, let Canadian annexation take place when it will.  The odious infamous fugitive slave law, will then be in full force with all of its terrors; and we have no doubt that fully in anticipation of this event, was the despicable law created.

Let not colored people be deceived and gulled by any visionary argument about original rights, or those of the people remaining the same as they were previous to secession of the territory.  The people can claim no rights than such as are known to exist previous to their annexation.  This is manifestly the case with a large class of the former inhabitants of Mexico, who though citizens before, in the full exercise of their rights as such, so soon as the cession of the territory took place, lost them entirely, as they could claim only such as were enjoyed by the people of a similar class, in the country to which they made their union.  The laudatories heaped upon the Americans, within the hearing of the writer, while traveling the provinces the last fall, by one of the Canadian officiaries, in comparing their superior intelligence to what he termed the “stupid aristocracy,” then returning from the Boston celebration, where there was a fair opportunity of comparing the intellect of their chief magistrate, his excellency, Lord Elgin, governor-general of the Canadas, and Sir Allen Napier McNab, knight baronet with that of some of the “plain republicans” who were present on the occasion, were extravagant.  The Canadians generally were perfectly carried away with delight at their reception.  They reminded us of some of our poor brethren, who had just made their escape from Southern bondage, and for the first time in their life, had been taken by the hand by a white man, who acknowledged them as equals.  They don’t know when to stop talking about it, they really annoy one with extravagant praises of them.  This was the way with those gentlemen; and we dare predict, that from what we heard on that occasion, that Mr. McKenzie nor Big Bill Johnson, hero of the Forty Islands, are no greater patriots than these Canadian visitors to the Boston husa!  We are satisfied that the Canadas are no place of safety for the colored people of the United States; otherwise we should have no objection to them.