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When Poulett Thomson came to Canada in the autumn of 1839 as governor-general, he recognized the necessity of bringing about an immediate settlement of this very vexatious question, and of preventing its being made a matter of agitation after the union of the two provinces.
Hincks, Reminiscences, p. 15. Poulett Scrope, Life of Lord Sydenham, p. 165. See, for example, a despatch Metcalfe to Stanley, 24 June, 1843 descriptive of troubles on the Beauharnois Canal. A bill of 1833, penes me. Metcalfe to Stanley, 23 December, 1843.
Between 1839 and 1854, four governors-general exercised authority over Canada, the Right Honourable Charles Poulett Thomson, later Lord Sydenham, Sir Charles Bagot, Charles, Lord Metcalfe, and the Earl of Elgin.
The Government having evidently abandoned their promise of bringing forward a measure for the reclamation of Irish waste lands, Mr. The hon. member proceeded to speak in support of his resolution, but, says Hansard, he had not proceeded far when the House was counted out. Poulett Scrope had given notice of his intention to move, with respect to the waste lands of Ireland.
"Not for me," said Grim, beaming cheerfully around; "I'm all right. I'll tell Merishall that the door was locked; but as for you five idiots, who oughtn't to be here at all well! What the dickens did you want to call old Toddy all those fancy names for, you silly cuckoos?" "Oh, look here, Grim, you artful bounder," shouted Poulett, bitterly, "you've got us into this mess.
Poulett Thomson, when appointed governor-general, received her Majesty's commands to administer the government of the united provinces "in accordance with the well-understood wishes and interests of the people," and to employ in the public service only "those persons who, by their position and character, have obtained the general confidence and esteem of the inhabitants of the province."
"Fool am I, you little ugly thief? Worn't you a-scorchin' down the road w'it? I see you." The other Amorians curled up with laughter at the way things were mixing up, and at the last exquisite joke. "Jove, Rogers, to think you meant to steal it!" burbled Poulett. "Leave loose of my collar, you idiot," said Rogers, squirming in the man's grasp; "I tell you it's all a mistake."
Naturally of an arrogant and unyielding temper, and with something of the convert's fanatic devotion to the political creed of his adoption, he administered Canada avowedly on the lines of Lord John Russell's despatch to Poulett Thomson, but with all the emphasis on the limitations prescribed in that despatch, and in a spirit singularly irritating.
The interior of the church is not very interesting, apart from the tombs and monuments of the Pouletts, dating from the 16th and 17th centuries. Most are in a large N. chapel, but there is one between the chapel and the chancel, and another in front of the family pew. The font is carved with shields bearing alternately a cross and the Poulett arms. There is a piscina in the chancel.
Grimmy Sherlock Combs?" "Poachin'," said Grim, solemnly. "What!" exclaimed the other, with breathless interest. "Dunno, quite," said Grim; "but that young ass dropped a cartridge from his pocket the other day." "There's nothing to poach here, Grimmy." "There's Pettigrew's pheasants," said Grim, mysteriously. "But you don't shoot them in March." "We don't, Poulett, but poachers do."
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