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'Ho! it's weary waitin' for Ma-ary! he hummed; 'but I'd like to kill some more bloomin' Paythans before my time's up. War! Bloody war! North, East, South, and West. 'Amen, said Learoyd slowly. 'Fwhat's here? said Mulvaney, checking at a blur of white by the foot of the old sentry-box. He stooped and touched it. 'It's Norah Norah M'Taggart!
M'Taggart, whose work on the Rideau Canal, made him an expert in Canadian labour, much preferred French Canadians to the Irish as labourers, and thought them "kind, tender-hearted, very social, no way very ambitious, nor industrious, rarely speculative."
But I'd rather go to the manse; Mrs. Monro would be sure to take us! cried Vava. However, before Vava had uttered the last word, another knock came at the door, and in answer to Stella's 'Come in! David M'Taggart entered, looking rather shamefaced.
But you must just be brave and the Laird's daughter; and, if you could make up your mind to it, just see the leddy and her husband; they're no' bad, though they're no' the quality. David M'Taggart had nursed Stella in his arms as a baby, and had been the old Laird's right hand. In fact, when Mr.
The French region was, for better or worse, homogeneous, and Quebec formed a social centre of some distinction, wherein the critical M'Taggart noted less vanity and conceit than was to be met with in the country. But further west, British observers were usually something less than laudatory.
They may not want to know us, for we shall be very poor; but I won't be patronised by any one, and I don't want them to call. Vava looked as if she were going to say something, but thought better of it, and gave the desired promise. There was nothing now to keep them at Lomore. Mr. Stacey's clerks had made an inventory of the contents of the house; David M'Taggart and Mrs.
And you! A married man these fifteen years! 'Deed, and it's time yon lady wife of yours cam' here from London, tae pit a hand on you." The big man's penitent face lights up with sudden enthusiasm. "She is coming to-morrow!" he roars exultantly. "Aye, you may pretend tae be glad! But she shall hear aboot Jean M'Taggart all the same," replies the old lady.
M'Taggart, Three Years in Canada, i. p. 249. Kaye, op. cit. p. 407. Mrs. Jameson, States and Rambles in Canada, vol. ii. p. 189. Strickland, Twenty-Seven Years in Canada West, vol. i. p. 135. Lord Durham's Report, ii. pp. 242-59. M'Taggart, ii. pp. 242-5. See a despatch of Lord Metcalfe on the effect of Irish agitation on the tranquillity of Canada, Kaye, op. cit. pp. 432-4.
But the average day of the farmer was solitary, and, except where politics meant bridges, roads, and material gifts, his outlook was limited by the physical strain of his daily life, and work and sleep followed too closely on each other's track to leave time for other things. M'Taggart has a quaint picture of a squatter, which must have been typical of much within the colony in 1839.
More especially among the Irish settlers, who, in these years and later, fled in dismay from the distresses of Ireland, the misery continued long after the first struggle. M'Taggart, who had his prejudices, but who had unusually good opportunities for observation, thought that a tenth of the poorer Irish settlers died during their first two years in the country.
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