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your Lordship, in the name of your Government, solemnly declares that no slight or disrespect was intended to the sovereign authority of the United States; seeing that it is acknowledged that, whether justifiable or not, there was yet a violation of the territory of the United States, and that you are instructed to say that your Government consider that as a most serious occurrence; seeing, finally, that it is now admitted that an explanation and apology for this violation was due at the time; the President is content to receive these acknowledgments and assurances in the conciliatory spirit which marks your Lordship's letter, and will make this subject, as a complaint of violation of territory, the topic of no further discussion between the two Governments.
"I have, &c, (Signed) "Daniel Webster."
As history will not, I hope, blame me for the apology that has been offered for my defence of the Queen's territory, I can truly say that the mortification which for a moment this apology created in my mind has completely subsided. But the constitutional party in our North American Colonies, who took arms to maintain Conservative principles, deeply feel that the noble cause in which they came forward has been tarnished by an uncalled-for submission; they feel that, while neither their lives nor their properties have been duly noticed, the demands of democracy have been too readily conceded. The best-educated men in our North American Colonies are indignant at the former having, as they say, been sacrificed in an unworthy attempt to appease
the latter. They complain that, like the soldiers of Whitelock, they have been irresolutely commanded —that they have been misgoverned by a timid course of policy, upon which it is impossible for them in future to rely; in short, they are in a state of despair, caused by a firm conviction that, in the apology made by England for the destruction of the Caroline, their interests and their honour have been alike sacrificed.
There are, I know, among our most worthy statesmen many who believed that the dishonour of this apology, though great, would be amply repaid by its pacific results. Great, however, must have been their disappointment when they perceived that democracy, instead of being satiated, was excited by our weakness; and that when we grasped at the reward of our policy, we reaped nothing but the mortification and disappointment of hearing those who at such a costly sacrifice of principle we had endeavoured to conciliate, openly and ungratefully exclaim,—" And Now, Hurrah For The Oregon!"
THE HUNTED HARE.
It is over;—and so it does not now matter;—nevertheless it is a historical fact to which some minds may attach curious importance, that although by statute-law hare-hunting ends' in England on the 27th of February, it was not until the 23rd of March that the anxieties I had so long been suffering suddenly ceased.
On that day, at noon precisely, I had proceeded to Parliament Buildings to attend the swearing-in of my successor; and as soon as this important ceremony was over, bowing in silence, first to him and then to his Executive Council—who had so long been my own faithful advisers, and whom I now left seated on each side of him in the Council Chamber—I descended the stairs, and then opening a private door, I found myself at once and alone in the pure fresh air.
It was a most heavenly day; and although the ground before me was still sparkling with snow, and although the harbour behind me was still covered with ice as thick as in the depth of winter, the sun was quite hot, the air highly exhilarating, and the Canada sky I fancied bluer and more magnificent than I had ever beheld it; indeed, it was altogether to me a moment of overwhelming enjoyment; and the sunshine which gilded everything I beheld was but an emblem of that which was gladdening my own heart, in the fulness whereof I could not help fervently muttering to myself, '' Thank God, I am at last relieved!" for although there is certainly nothing to boast of in the feeling, yet I may as well confess, that even if my political existence in Canada had been, what is commonly called, " a bed of roses," it would have been peculiarly uncongenial to my taste, as well as to habits which, good or bad, had become too old to alter; indeed, for so many years of my life I, had enjoyed uninterrupted quietness and retirement, that nothing short of scarification could, I fancied, erase from my mind a number of deep wrinkles, which, after all, ugly as they might appear, I did not wish to have removed. The pinnacle of power, like the mast-head of a ship, was, I had long known, a bleak, lofty, lonely, exposed, desolate spot—in fact, a place of punishment.
I had, therefore, no desire in the evening of my life to seat myself upon it to be an object for every man to gape and gaze at, well knowing that I could not even for a moment descend from it, for exercise or recreation, but that the countenances of every happy group would gradually become formal, rigid, and joyless, as I approached them.
But besides my natural inaptitude for the lofty position I had been occupying, and besides the rough weather to which I had politically been exposed, I had been attended by one unceasing sorrow, namely, that of being obliged to act contrary to the policy of those whom I was serving, and to whom, as in duty bound, I had long ago tendered my resignation, but in vain. However, my burden, of whatever it might have been composed, had now dropped from my shoulders—the millstone had suddenly been detached from my neck, my portmanteau was ready packed, and although the navigation of Lake Ontario had not yet opened, and although all its bays, harbours, and rivers were still frozen up, the steamer which had undertaken for me to break this embargo was lying outside the ice, smoking, hissing, and only waiting to receive me. Accordingly, almost immediately after my return to Government House, and (for reasons which will shortly be explained) without servants, or any attendant, but Judge Jones, who had most kindly expressed a wish to accompany me, I rode towards the vessel, around which I found assembled a very large, and by me unexpected, concourse of the militia, and of others of various classes, to whom I had been equally indebted.
Without detaining them a moment, I dismounted, and stepped on board, and, as the vessel, uncasting the hawser which had detained it, instantly left the ice, it received from them the ordinary salutations; when all of a sudden there burst from every person present a shriek of exclamation, rather than a cheer—which I am sure neither they nor I shall ever forget—caused by the only mode I had of acknowledging the com