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tulated himself on the increase of tanneries and colonies shall receive Canadian produce and manufactures on the leather manufactures !

" That the said colonial act proposes to place the mother We know that leather is one of the first articles

country in a more unfavourable position than the United States made in a new country, where bark is plentiful ; || of America, in so far as it repeals the differential duties hitherto but, though bark be superabundant, hides are not ;|| maintained in favour of British manufactures. Canada is not a pastoral country like Australia, “We shall deem it a hardship is, as British subjects, paying and it is too bad to compel the inhabitants to wear

taxes, of which a portion is expended in the government and the very worst boots and shoes, because rural legis. || favourable terms than those of the United States manufacturer,

defence of that colony, our goods shall be admitted on less lators will erect sheds every here and there, calling who contributes nothing to that expense, and who may thus, by them tanneries, and change good hides into vil- unfair competition, be enabled ultimately to drive the British lanous bad leather-into something like a cross

merchant and manufacturer out of that colonial market." between brown paper and red sponge.

Mr. Cay.

Pretty plain this, from Scotch merchants and ley is an imitator of Peel, with the usual success

manufacturers ; but as Manchester, being rather of imitators of faulty models. Peel's plausibility above the colonial trade, did not co-operate with sunk, in Cayley's hands, to flippancy, and the Tam

Glasgow, of course the Colonial Office took no worth perspicuity degenerated to twaddle.

further notice of it than the cavalier-like note alMr. Cayley comforted himself on the loss of re

luded to above. We heard, indeed, that, along venue from the decline of sea-borne spirits to the

with the royal assent to this hateful tariff, Earl extent of 50 per cent., by observing that the home Grey had the meanness to send a note of errors, or manufacture of spirits was on the increase !

objections, that he saw in the tariff, beggingwhen Paper is the appropriate manufacture of com

he ought to have commanded--that they should be fortable, elderly communities, where they can afford rectified. to cast old clothes into the rag-bag pretty liberally. Of course, we never heard anything more of the This is not a Canadian habit, yet they would set || Earl's feeble protest against this infraction of the up as paper-makers, and actually bay rags from

“friendly relations subsisting betweenEngland the United States to carry on the frolic—the in- | and her colony; his friend Lord Elgin continued to habitants being restricted by penalties, or duties get £7,000 a year out of the colony, and that was Farying from 9 to 12 per cent. Two or three of satisfaction enough for the British merchants. the staple articles of demand in new countries, are Results.—The ordinary results of an improall but prohibited, iron castings, and heavy agri- || perly augmented tariff of duties occurred in Cacultural and other implements, the reason being, || nada-diminished imports, a diminished revenue, that there are two or three foundries erected, and and a greatly impaired commerce.

The commore to be built, on the paper foundation of this mercial community of the colony did not profit new tariff ; nails are to be made, and forges and by their extraordinary exports of grain and flour forge hammers called into existence, in order to 1 in 1847; in fact, they lost very severely, while all keep English goods out of the colony, and to squeeze the profits of famine prices went to the farmers. out of the settler an extra bushel of grain or an ex- The merchants who shipped from the St. Lawrence tra dollar on his manufactured necessaries.

could not by any possibility get their cargoes into Cotton, woollen, and linen goods were raised || Britain in time to share in the high prices; they from 5 to 73 per cent., but in reality to 8) per had bought at the high rates, but prices fell in May cent., by a Custom-house trick peculiar to Mon. || and June ; they could not sell, even at cost, to save treal, which the Colonial Office did not check, and themselves, but came in for their share of the ruin. which the people of this country are too indolent to

ous losses in grain of 1817. rectify, or even to inquire into.*

The loss estimated to Canada alone, on the exBut the most appropriate, and at the same time ports of that year, was £1,000,000 sterling, a very most authentic commentary on this tariff, is that of large sum for a new country, of about a million the "merchants, manufacturers, shipowners, and and a half of inhabitants, a heavy loss, of which other inhabitants of Glasgow," as set forth in their || scarcely any part fell on the producers. Yet metorial to Earl Grey, in February, 1848. They || Canada escaped the bad celebrity which old and say, inter alia

rich countries acquired in that year in the annals " That while the mother country admits the staple products of of insolvency. With one or two exceptions, the Canada either duty free, or at discriminating duties, that colony Canadian importing merchants nobly stood their proposes to levy duties on British manufactures, varying from 5 || ground, and on them alone has since fallen the to 90 per centum, ad valorem; and that the average rate of said || burden of maintaining the credit of the colony. duties is equivalent to 124 per cent.--the complex character and numerous different rates in the table’ rendering an exact esti

The Government, even with the indulgence of mate unattainable.

£70,000 a year from England, has been unable to " That the other great colonies in the East and West Indies, continue its payments, and has issued debentures, and in Australia, have hitherto imposed low duties, averaging since the summer of 1848. "That the act complained of proposes to place the mother

Since the change of tariff, the exports from country in a more unfavourable position than the very colonies

Great Britain have greatly diminished. We beg ander her dominion, nately, the other British North American the attention of those parties who assert that our colonies;' the native produce and manufactures of which are trade would be improved by declaring all our proposed to be admitted into Canada free of duty, provided said colonies independent. We have demonstrated that, These per centages were calculated by a committee of mer.

in so far as mere commercial relations are conebants, and made the enbject of the leading article in the Daily | cerned, Canada is, practically, independent. Mail of Sd February, 1848.

Yes, and Canada, in this transition state, affords VOL. XII.-NO, CLXXXV.

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the best opportunity that ever occurred, or ever || the colonists have resolved to take care of themwill occur, for testing the truth or falsity of the as-selves, to foster--nay, to force manufactures sertion, that independent states are better cus- among themselves, by prohibitions on every article tomers than our own colonies. Canada is still in they can make for themselves, and by heavy duties form, and politically, dependent, a colony; but on such as they cannot produce. They now talk in trade, in all her commercial relations, quite in- of duties averaging 18 per cent. on manufactures ; dependent. We have already shown that the 11 per cent. may be the rate next season, although check of “royal assent,” held by the Colonial | it is uncertain what rates must be paid on goods Office, is, in the hands of the present Government, || now at sea for spring trade. Hats, boots, shoes, no check, but a snare and a delusion. The imports || some kinds of straw bonnets, coarse West of Eng. of manufactures at Montreal, from Great Britain, land tweeds, castings in iron, &c., are practically during the last five years, were as under:- prohibited. So much for retaliation or free trade, 1844,

£1,803,226 sterling. as the Canadians facetiously call it.
1845,
1,990,864

POLITICAL-We have been thus minute, but, we
1846,
1,734,760

hope, not tedious, in our detail of the "difficulty," as 1847, 1,491,877

the Yankees term a quarrel, between this country 1848, 1,062,948

and Canada. It is one not of political feeling, but of So that, the £1,734, 760 of 1846, the year prior to business, or matter of interests; and although such the new tariff, sunk in 1848 to £1,062,918, a de

“difficulties” are always complicated with political cline of 39 per cent., instead of the increase which || feeling and with party tactics, the case of Canada some credulous people profess to expect as the re- || is singularly clear of all such complication in its sult of independence of the colonies. We advise

origin, and in its gradual development up to this such to collect facts, and think for themselves, and

hour. The ordinary readers of newspapers will not not be duped by visionaries. The decline of sea-borne goods, paying ad valo- | nada to their proper source.

now be able to trace the present confusions in Ca

Politics, the dirty rem duty to the colony, has been very great. Last work of party, and the bias of preconceived opinions, year's exports from Britain are little more than half ji will now render all explanations of Canadian affairs of the amount four years ago, but the amount of

à difficult task to those who have not been in that imports consumed in the colony has not diminishod.* || country, and kept up regular correspondence with English goods are now superseded by American, || it. It was only by an effort that we suppressed our and American ships and canal boats now divide tendency to mix up reflections, on the political printhe freights, which formerly went to the British ||ciples of the party who enacted this tariff

, and our and colonial shipowner. In heavy cotton fabrics

consure of the opposite party, who continued it and and coarse woollens, the English maker is beaten

aggravated it. * by the American, who not only saves the freight That part of the "difficulty," the present disturbed and insurance across the Atlantic, but gets his state of the colony, is to be ascribed solely to the goods passed at the same, on a lower rato of duty : || proceedings of the Colonial Office in London. Whebesides, he may smuggle a little. Boston blugther these disturbances be agreeable to Mr. Hawes prints, and Lowel slıirtings, colonial or States' || and his friends, we know not; whether these disheavy woollen cloths, are preferred to those of turbances were anticipated by Mr. Hawes, and Yorkshire. Nearly all the groceries consumed in harmonize with the intentions attributed to him by Canada West are bought, or carried from New his friend Mr. Wilson of the Economist, we know not. York; the trade and the sympathies of the people

We suspend our political portion of this investiare rapidly leaving the mother country, and, in || gation, and enforce self-denial in separating the course of transference, to the United States, Pro

purely economical from the purely political. tectionist colonial meetings are now the fashion in

With tolerable management the Northern coloCanada. Driven from the protection of England,

nies would still have been, indoed may still be,

good customers, but Sir R. Peel and the Colonial * Imports of goods paying ad valorem duty:

Office decided otherwise. 1845,

£2,185,349 1816,

2,211,15+

Formerly, duties exceeding £50 were allowed six months' 1847,

2,618,259 credit, bonds being given by the merchants. The liberal MinisWe have mislaid the returns for 1848, but remember distinctly I try which took office in January, 1848, eut of this credit, and that they are not less, but rather over those of 1847.

compel the importer to pay the duty before receiving his goods.

A VISION IN A DREAM.

"There is more joy in Heaven over one sinner that repenteth than over ninety and nine that never went astray."
It was a weeping willow,

No star but had a thousand rays,
Beside a pleasant stream;

To gild the world below;
It was a mossy pillow,

No ray but cast a mournful gaze
And a poet's evening dream.

On scenes of sin and woc.
A broken ring of hazy light

But gliding on, those stars between,
Was wound about the moon,

Within that circle's bound,
And in the sacred circle bright

A myriad angel forms were seen,
A thousand stars were strewn.

Treading the hallowed ground.

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The garb they wore was the garb of Truth;

The crown, their own good deeds;
Their beauty, that of eternal youth,

Lighting the starry meals,
And, broad and high, a portal frown'd,

Of living fire the bars ;
Its massive panels strongly bound,

And studded thick with stars.
The angels traversed to and fro,

With firm, but noiseless tread,
With ever awhile a glance below

To a sick and silent bed,
What is the soul of him they wait,

Those angels pure and bright P
And why do they stand at Heaven's gate

Watching the world by night?
The Angel of Death had gone abroad

To earth he wing'd his way;
He sought a man, grown old in fraud-

Grown old in life's noon-day.
He stood beside the sick man's bed,

With sad and mournful mien; He check'd the one last fatal tread

That ends life's fitful scene:
O God! what is the future like

To unredeemed man,
That even Death should grieve to strike,

And close life's feeble span?
O man! what is there here on earth

So sweet, and so sublime,
That glories of an after-birth

Should fade for those of Time ! The angels travers’d to and fro,

With quick, uneasy tread,
With ever awhile a glance below

To the dying mortal's bed.
God give the dying strength to seo

What rapids urge him on,
And, ere the prison'd soul be free,

What brink it treads upon !
Light up, light up the darken'd mind,

T'ear down the fatal veil,
Let mercy beam where guilt is blind,

And spare the future wail !

The spirit of the guilty dead

In anguish bent the kuee;
While sister-spirits meckly pled

Atoning Calvary.
HE raised the kneeling form; and Sin,

Like a dark mantle fell,
And that foul shape where Death had been,

Now triumphed over Tiell.
And lo! the gates, the wondrous gates,

Flash with a sudden light;
With harp and song, an angel throng
Troop in dazzling crowds along,

And pale the lamps of night.
They come to hail a brother home,

They hail a lost one found,
They blot his name from deeds of shame,
And blaze it in the mystic tome

Of spotless and renown'd!
O Earth! thy vales are beautiful!

And, in thy solemn caves,
A music wild and fanciful

For ever sing the waves;
A trembling tune vibrates in air

That wasts from forest trecs,
And earth can claim few sonnds so rare,

So sad, yet sweet as these.

But never earth wore such a smile,

Or sang so sweet & song,
As lit the skies that winsome while

As sang that angel throng.
The rich, deep tone of melody

Streams down earth’s thousand lills, And answering echo, instantly,

The wide creation fills.

Now full and high, the dreamy notes

Pass in a tide along;
Then on the air the measure floats,

A faint and dying song.
It scem'd an old familiar strain,

Repeated oft before,
Whose ev'ry note awoke again

The memories of yore,

And seem'd the soul to wander back

To some forgotten time, When yet unknown was sorrow's track

Untraced the track of crime.

The dazzling angel-forms grew bright

And brighter as they sang, Till earth caught up the etherial light,

And all her caverns rang; They rang with praises loud and high,

And eloquent, and long, Echoing back from earth

to sky The angels' triumph-song. And lo! the gates, the wondrous gates,

Spring open at a bound,
And on the porch ONE ANGEL waits

Whom angels throng around.
O, God! how pure that angel seemed!

Earth's thoughts are all too base: Not all that mortal ever dream'd

Could match that matchless grace! That angel once bore earthly clay,

And wore a thorned crown; And man still rnes the guilty dry

That struck that angel down.
Yet mercy speaks, through ev'ry smile,

Forgiveness of the wrong,
And fallen man, though lost in guile,

Sues not for pardon long.

But ere the sounds liad pass'd away,

Or thoughts that with them came,
There swept a last, expiring ray

Across the gates of Alame,
The host had passid to Heaven's repose;

The gates, now scarce descried,
First like a sun-born vapour rose,

Then like a vapour died.
The lingering echoes roze and fell,

As summer waves might play,
Till ev'ry sound of that sweet spell

In murmurs died away.
The moon beamed full on flow'r and tree,

The stars shone bright and clear,
The dewdrop glisten'd on the lea,
And night grew cold and drcar.
It was a weeping willow,

Beside a pleasant stream;
It was a mossy pillow,
And a poet's evening dream.

CHARLES WILTON.

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DOUGLAS JERROLD'S “MAN MADE OF MONEY." AMONG the writers of the present day there is s such passage exists, and that the lesson to be learned nono more distinguished for originality or genius from all he has written is a lesson of love towards than Douglas Jerrold. That he is less popular than mankind. some of his contemporaries, may be accounted for We remember, years ago, hearing one of Douglas in various ways. He never humours the prejudices Jerrold's short pieces read by a dear friend now in of the public; but, having opinions and feelings of the grave. It is entitled “The Old Man at the his own, puts them forward, with a frankness and Gato;" and our friend, who was himself full of boldness occasionally a little too startling. But | gentleness and humanity, found it impossible to whoever has watche: his career, must feel con

finish it at a heat. He had not proceeded through vinced, with us, that his tendency has been always many sentences before his eyes filled with tears, upwards; and that, in spite of all opposing causes, and his voice became broken. He then wiped his he is rapidly making his way to that place in our eyes, stopped short, and endeavoured to composo literature which belongs to him as a moral teacher, || himself, observing that he had a confounded cold, no less than as a writer infinitely buoyant and which made his eyes water and rather affected his delightful

voice. But he would not delegate the task to use We are far from having formed a low estimate of He loved to be thus affected, and went on, break human nature; but must still confess that there ing down now and then, but always recommencing often lurks in the breasts of contemporaries an un- until he had finished the little sketch. He then willingness to do each other justice. This is a mis- laid the thing on the table, and inquired triumphtake, as well as a misfortune. No man over obtains antly, “Isn't that glorious writing ?" more praise for himself, because another man gets Now, it is perhaps to that same “Old Man at less than is his due; and if he did, he should be the Gate” that we owe our acquaintance with ashamed to receive it. Let there be fair play in li- | Douglas Jerrold's writings; and many thanks do ve terature; and, above all things, let Douglas Jerroldowe him for the introduction. It has done us good have fair play, since he is always ready to do justice in every way. We have received pleasure in the to others-genial in his feelings, lavish in his com- || perusal, and, if possible, still greater pleasure in mendations, and never disposed to usurp what be- the recollection ; but if Douglas Jerrold could print longs to his neighbour.

himself as he is, and carry his bodily presence into This we say, because we know the man as well | every home in the empire, it would be so much the as the writer. Let no one, however, on this account, better, we are sure, for the empire at large. There doubt our testimony. It is a common opinion that is not an honest man in it who would not joyfully familiarity begets contempt; but this idea no person take him by the hand and give him a hearty welwill entertain who is familiar with Douglas Jerrold, come. But, as this is impossible, every honest whose sound good sense, masculine independence, man who knows what is good for himself will do as and overflowing humanity, must always augment much for his writings. To be sure they are rather your respect in proportion to the closeness of your numerous ; plays, novels, essays, sketches, letters, acquaintance with him. This, we are aware, is not stories (short and long), and articles of all shapes the usual language of criticism; but there is no and sizes. In any other country they would have harm, so far as we know, in being just--no harm | been collected long ago, and circulated in fifty ediin reiterating the claims of a good man, and a man tions; but we are a wealthy people, and can thereof genius, to more extended popularity. At all fore afford to neglect our best writers. We mean events, we feel ourselves impelled by a sense of comparatively, for Douglas Jerrold is popular, and duty to embody our theory of this singulary original becoming more and more so every day. Still, writer, who stands alone among his contemporaries who will pretend that we have done him justicefor the brilliancy and fertility of his wit-for the that we are as familiar with his little books as we originality of his invention-for the ease, terseness, ought to be ? for it is one of his greatest distincand vitality of his stylemand for that spirit of re- tions that he writes little works—that is, puts his dundant humanity which pervades everything that pearls into a casket which the most effeminate may proceeds from his pen.

carry about in his pocket. Strangely enough, the idea has gone abroad that We desire to say nothing offensive to the manuDouglas Jerrold is a bitter writer, and a bitterer facturers of big books. It is a matter of taste, and

But upon what is this notion founded? If they have a right to indulge in it, especially if the he put forth a sting, is it to wound the good or the public will consent to go along with them, and bad? Is it to render the depressed and helpless estimate their genins by the cubic foot. Besides, still more helpless and depressed, or to avenge them the trunkmaker always prefers a folio to an octo upon their oppressors ? For ourselves, we confess, | decimo. It is so much less folded, though as to we love him; because he can sting, and because he the cutting there is often little difference. A great never does, save in the cause of suffering humanity. I book is only a great evil when it is expected you Let those who have read his writings, as we have, || should read it. On your shelves it looks well

; point out, if they can, a single passage in which he enough ; indeed much better than a little booky betrays an inclination to injure the friendless, to since it may be made to display acres of ornamenti trample upon the fallen, to insult the weak, or flatter and gilding. Douglas Jerrold, however, has an eyo the powerful. We will venture to maintain that no to posterity, and has evidently pondered within

man.

himself on one of the most remarkable tricks of|ljust to suggest the kind of entertainment they are Chronos. He has noticed that when the old gen- likely to meet with when they get at the real thing. tleman is putting things into the wallet at his back, The hero is a married man, and the heroine, for he is apt to prefer a nice portable article to a clumsy, || some considerable part of the story at least, is his scumbrous concern ; and quite right, too, consider- / wife. This hero, a compound of bank-notos and ing the length of the journey he has to perform. | bad passions, is known in the world by the name Some artists attempt to bridge the gulf of oblivion of Solomon Jericho ; and his matrimonial helpmate with endless canvas, as some authors do with end- || has been a widow under the aristocratic appellation loss books, ' utterly forgetting the good old English | of Mrs. Pennybacker. Douglas Jerrold has a fancy, proverb, that, though patience be a good jade, she it would seem, that all marriages are not made in will bolt,

heaven, and that, in certain cases, they are manu. .: We have been betrayed into this train of specu- || factured somewhere else. Whether he be right or lation by considering the character of Douglas | not we leave others to decide, having ourselves no Jerrold's last work, “A Man made of Money,' experience in that way. All the husbands of our which almost any one but himself would have ex- | acquaintance are as generous and considerate as panded into three or four portly volumes. The the imagination could desire, and all the wives mere fundamental idea is singularly original. We all || angels of patience and tenderness. But the author talk of men made of money, by which a very recon- of “ A Man made of Money”' looks abroad with a dite and fabulous thing is, of course, meant; but keen eye into society, and, we dare say, has made Douglas Jerrold presents us with a gentleman who discoveries which have not come within our narrealises our figure of speech, and peels off into bank- rower experience. We, therefore, put implicit faith notes until there is nothing left of him. But the in his pictures, whether of the Caudles, or of the mode in which he gets transformed into a generator Jerichos and Pennybackers. They have their of bank paper, the record of what he loses, and types, no doubt, existing around us, and the reader what he gains, the new relation in which he finds might possibly, if he thought proper, give them " himself standing towards his fellow-creatures, his local habitation and a name. selfishness, his misanthropy, his profound and ab. Mr. and Mrs. Jericho had perpetrated matri. sorbing worship of money, the hideous group of mony through mutual deception. Each thought idolators by whom he gets surrounded, and the the other rich, and married for money; and, of amazing contrast which he and they present to a course, when the deed was done, they both found little knot of natural men and women—these things out that the El Dorado they fancied they had seare, if possible, still more original than the primary cured to themselves was simply a fiction of the idea itself.

brain. Solomon had no cash; Mrs. Jericho, in People sometimes observe, by way of objection, that respect, resembled him, but, in one sonse, was that it is a painful book; and so it is, in parts. The || richer. She had three children by her former sightof a man bowing before the golden imago which, husband-treasures of talent and affection, of like another Nebuchadnezzar, he has set up for his course, but requiring to be maintained and eduown and other people's worship, can never be plea-cated as though they had not been treasures. It sant. “Lear" also, however, is painful. It revolts is not difficult to conceive the sort of harmony that against our better feelings to behold two daughters existed in Solomon's house, under these circumstinging their old father to death with ingratitude. U stances. Mrs. Jericho, a tall, stately, cold, fierce, Our heart bleeds when we hear him dwell on the and unsympathising woman, was always worrying sentiment of “How sharper than a serpent's tooth her better-half for cash, which the hardhearted it is to have a thankless child." Yet before the fellow refused to give her, chiefly for this reason, poet has done with us, he thoroughly reconciles us that he had none to give. to his purpose. We come to love decay and old Most persons have experienced the uncomfortage, which Lear seeks to protect from contempt by able sensation occasioned by the feel of an empty exclaiming, “The heavens themselves are old. purse. Solomon was familiar with it; but, as it is We learn, like Miranda, “to suffer with those whom necessary to get a little money at times, in order to we see suffer,” but proceed a step beyond her teach- || live, he fared like the rest of us, got his cash, and ing, and hate those who inflict the suffering, and spent it, partly in domestic comforts--if such a are not content until we see them hunted down, man could be said to possess any–partly at clubs punished for their wickedness, and ultimately swept and taverns, where he sought to forget his relation. clean off the stage of human things. Then we re- ship to the handsome Mrs. Pennybacker and her pose-then we feel that justice has been done. || treasures. At length, in a paroxysm of fury and Then, gradually, we reflect on the great moral, that vexation, Solomon, rendered excited by drinking to be treacherous and cruel is inconsistent with hap- || and late hours, utters the fatal wish that he piness, and that they who succumb, or even perish were made of money.

Satan takes him at his in the strife of goodness, have more real enjoyment word. By a peculiar process, known only to of life than their vanquishers.

that great chemist and philosopher, a large poru The "Man made of Money' is based on the same tion of Solomon's fluids and solids is converted principle. It is always hazardous to abridge a story, into an immense roll of bank notes, which is especially after such a writer as Douglas Jerrold, stuck in the centre of his microcosm, where but for the beneft of such of our readers as don't the heart of flesh and blood, when he had such know the book already very few, it is to be hoped an article, used to be. Solomon, now able to wo shåll vetturo upon' a sort of rough outline, J meet the demands of Mrs. Pennybacker, is in a

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