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They had six or seven bull-dogs with them that had been fighting against some dogs in Detroit, and from their talk we learned that they downed Uncle Sam. Jack was soon among them, and in a short time, with my assistance as capper, he had downed several of the Canucks for a few hundred. They were kickers from the old house.
Then several of us American boys expressed our belief that a prince wasn't much after all! One boy got well whipped for this and there was a free-for-all fight. The Canucks attacked the Yankee boys and, as they greatly outnumbered us, we were all badly licked and I got a black eye. This always prejudiced me against that kind of ceremonial and folly."
The family were at supper; the whole interior, simple and homely, was indicative of warmth and cheerful family life. The Canucks in the audience lost their heads. The clapping was frantic. Father Honoré smiled. He tapped the portrayed wall with the end of his pointer. "This is comfort no cold can penetrate these walls; they are double plastered. Credit limestone with that!"
"Perhaps some of you have worked in the limestone quarries on the Bay? All who have hold up hands." A hundred hands, perhaps more, were raised. "Any worked in the marble quarries of Vermont?" A dozen or more Canucks waved their hands vigorously. "Here are three pieces limestone, marble, and granite." He held up specimens of the three. "All of them are well known to most of you.
"I'll see him if he's visible," laughed Lorne. "That would be something to tell your mother, wouldn't it? But I'm afraid we won't be doing business with His Majesty." "I expect you'll have the loveliest time you ever had in all your life. Do you think you'll be asked out much, Lorne?" "I can't imagine who would ask me. We'll get off easy if the street boys don't shout: 'What price Canucks? at us!
From first to last, every man Jack of them has fleeced the poor Canucks unmercifully, and played the toady to England in the most fulsome and sickening manner. Even the best of them were rotten to the core, and but mere adventurers. Look at the case of the "Hyena," as he was called in his prime.
Years ago, the old folks used to tell me, the boys began to drive the little white horses hitched to buckboards across the border in the early summer, and the boys were strong and willing, and the farmers who laughed at them and called them Canucks hired them for the hay-fields just the same. And they slept in the haymows and under the trees and worked hard and brought back all their money.
It was some Canucks clearing a piece of the woods, and when she spoke to them in French they gave them full directions, and Braybridge soon found the path again." Halson paused, and I said: "But that isn't all?" "Oh no." He continued thoughtfully silent for a little while before he resumed.
Both parties stood revealed to each other, the young man dividing them, and disdaining intrenchments. "What kind of a crazy-headed, lumber-jack performance are you perpetrating here?" demanded the elder Thornton. "You're not handling Canucks to-day, you young hyena!" "This is a scandal a disgrace to this convention!" thundered Presson.
But the older people, Yankees as well as Norwegians, Germans, Finns, Canucks, had settled into submission to poverty. They were peasants, she groaned. "Isn't there any way of waking them up? What would happen if they understood scientific agriculture?" she begged of Kennicott, her hand groping for his. It had been a transforming honeymoon.
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