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The proposed correspondents of the Board of Trade are very necessary. No pigeonholing genius in Whitehall must be permitted to nullify their work, as passed upon by a competent live man on the spot, for whom it will be vitally necessary to kfcep in close touch with American plans for retaining pre-eminence in this market. But that is not all.


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Nothing can replace the initiative, courage, and innovation that should belong to every British firm that means to become notable in Imperial trade. And, when intelligence and action have been secured, only a beginning will have been made in the re-creation of mutual appreciation that will make this country a primary factor in a readjustment of inter-imperial relations, and in the destiny of the English-speaking race. Grigg, in his spirited letter transmitting his report to Mr. Lloyd George, laughs at and reprobates the notion that mercantile houses can serve their interests when they send a son or nephew, not long from school, on a trip to Canada which is designed to combine pleasure, education and business, which is admirable as far as the first two objects are concerned, and useless, or worse than that, as regards business.

As in politics, as in business—the flying trip; the conversation in a Toronto club, the application of Canadian statements to the pre-conceived ideas which the visitor brought across the Atlantic ; the happy certitude with which one diagnosis after another, reached by the most delightfully empirical methods, is "set forth in imperturbable type—these things are part of our summer hospitality, our autumn ponderings, and our winter expectations for next holiday time.

It is delightful to be in Canada in summer, to meet the eminent men in the large cities, to cross the continent in a private car, and more delightful still to feel that now you have found the abiding ground for your Imperial faith. There cannot be too much interchange of ideas, too much coming and going. Of course, the eminent man in the metropolitan city is of capital importance in sizing up natural conditions, especially if, like most of our eminent men, he was a practical agriculturalist in his boyhood.

Sometimes you will hear an intelligent-looking man, who should know better, declare that the Englishman is no good. Now, all this is distressing, until it becomes amusing, and you call to mind the amazement excited in. And then you conceive that these light afflictions of apparent indifference are but for a moment, and you think of loyalty, and the South African contingent, and the splendid optimism of the Governor-General, and the brilliant speeches of Sir Wilfrid Laurier.

But the feeling of puzzlement comes back. It will recur for years ; because geography is geography, and Canadians do not breathe an English air. The Englishman nowhere feels himself a stranger on unfamiliar ground. A member of the Saskatchewan Legislature—perhaps the most original thinker in the House— who is a thorough Westerner, albeit his utterance is always reminiscent of a London postal district, confesses that he was eight years learning that the mental meridian of the Saskatchewan Valley is essentially different from that of Hampstead. After sixteen years he loves the old land as much as ever ; but he loves Saskatchewan more.

For all living things he is Canadian—Western Canadian; for the East, except as it is reflected in the qualities of the Easterners in the West, is unknown to him. If he had returned to England ten years ago, his discourse of Canada would have been pitched in a totally different key from that in which he talks this day. He is one of many.

If that is what befalls a typical Britisher of the brainier sort, what about the scores of thousands of immigrants for whom the Upper Canada Bible Society has printed the Scriptures in fifty different languages? To them the Government is an ever-present entity that has given them fertile land, without obligation to call any man lord.

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But the House. On the Pacific Coast there is the perilous yellow conundrum which the East, served by a few scattered Chinese washermen, only dimly appreciates. You leave the busy street in Vancouver, where knickerbockers and gaiters are as congenial as they are singular in Montreal, and in five minutes can be inside a Chinese theatre watching the most pathetic movements and hearing the most distressing elocution that Anglican man can endure. In a Toronto hotel a guest cannot buy fermented liquors with his Sunday dinner.

In the Caribou every day is regarded alike. Sunday is on the almanack, and that is all. The French are two millions in Quebec ; the last literal observers, in this hemisphere, of the injunction to increase and multiply. To the miraculous shrine of Ste. In a thousand villages the cure is the managing director of half the business of the parish.

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There are fishermen along the South Shore of that province whose names are inherited from grandees of whom Richelieu would have been proud to be an ally. Further east, on the same coast, are Canadians of the sixth generation whose mother speech is Gaelic, and who have never seen a locomotive. Lunenburg is a German town, and the oxen used everywhere in the peninsula are yoked as their forefathers were by the Germans who came to Nova Scotia as the result of immigration literature distributed in Hanover before Wolfe stormed Quebec.

Everywhere the American tourist spreads himself and his money, during the summer, rejoicing in the last right of every man—to obtain what he is willing to pay for. Lord Rosebery once said the Continental peoples disliked England because the Englishman treads Europe as if it were his quarterdeck. Obviously, there is something else for the Englishman to do than to perambulate Canada as if it were his backyard.

That is true of trade. It is true of politics. As soon as due heed is given to the kindly, searching admonitions of Mr. Grigg about trade, fruit will begin to ripen in the more sensitive field. The ripening will be as distinctive as the climate in which it takes place.

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The multitude of racial and social elements that are unconsciously working out their own salvation are evolving a political individuality as easily recognizable from that of the United States as it is from that of the British Isles, even if there were not the same basic predisposition towards the British idea in government that impels Australasia and South Africa.

The extent of what the eloquent French Postmaster-General has called the intellectual preference is differently estimated by different people. The editor of the only Canadian journal which calls itself a national weekly has been much impressed by the demand for information about British men and affairs. The dozen of native journalists told the British pressmen who toured the country last summer that their newspapers were greatly superior to ours. The interest in British things is growing, without any tinge of subservience.

But let an interesting fact be noted. Although hundreds of thousands of Britishers have come to Canada within the last seven years, and are entitled to vote much sooner than a man who has changed his abode from Kent to Lancashire can recover his franchise, you never hear a word about the British vote. It does not exist. The Barr colonists, who made the spring of memorable by their tragically comic trailing from Saskatoon to Lloydminster, started out with the invincible determination to be British in thought and word and deed.

Their adventures made them weep then.


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  • They make them laugh now. Lloydminster, which, from being miles from a railway, has been over two years an important station on the Canadian Northern system, is still predominantly British with a New Brunswick mayor. Here on the border line of Saskatchewan and Alberta there is space, outlook, encouragement to become somebody. The man who knew nothing but bricks and mortar becomes transformed. The farm laborer who knew nothing but land and little wages, and who saw nothing before him but dependent toil, may speak with the old accent; but he thinks with a new mind.

    When he looks behind he wonders why he didn't move sooner. He does not philosophize on the Imperial aspect of his change. But he knows that, somehow, he has become a renovated creature. Those who have succeeded press on to a higher mark of prosperity. Those who have failed did not count in public affairs in the old country; and they have, therefore, no civic root to transplant to the new. There is a trade aspect of the metamorphosis of the progressive immigrant, which does not seem to have been noticed.

    He has changed his clothes as well as ideas.

    If the vital spirit of colonization were as well understood as it might be by British. It is worse, sometimes, to feel that his appearance from head to foot is singular and unseasonable.

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    New England -- History -- Colonial period, ca. America -- Discovery and exploration -- English -- Collected works. Barbour, Philip L. S59 Conrad Swan, York Herald. Segar recorded "a true coppy of the same" in the register of the then "Heralds of Arms" ibid.

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    Only the copy in the College of Arms is known to survive. Preparation of these volumes was made possible in part by a grant from the Research Materials Program of the National Endowment for the Humanities, an independent federal agency. In addition to the major sponsorship of the agencies listed on p. To the memory of all those who purposefully or accidentally have contributed to the preservation of the manuscripts, books, drawings, and maps that make it possible today to edit, annotate, index, and value the records of the past.

    On December 21, , the editor of these volumes, Philip L. Barbour, died in Petersburg, Virginia. He had turned eighty-two that same day and was en route to Williamsburg from Louisville, Kentucky, his hometown. At the time of Mr.


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    • Barbour's death, each of the three volumes in the set was in a different stage of editing. For reasons that need not be explained here, Volume II had been prepared for the compositor first. By fall this volume was in page proof, and Mr. Barbour had had a chance to make final corrections.

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      Barbour's editorial work was basically complete. In the case of Volume I, the manuscript had already been perused by a recognized authority on John Smith's period, and Mr. Barbour had responded to detailed criticisms and had been able to make appropriate changes. He had also approved most of the copy editing that had been done on the volume. The manuscript of Volume I, then, was entirely ready for the compositor by the end of Volume III had not yet been sent to an outside reader for criticism prior to Mr.

      Barbour's death, nor had the manuscript been finally copy edited.