mocto, Chebucto, Chignecto. There is yet a third class of names found in these provinces, which cannot be said to be picturesque or romantic, or to have any pleasing or striking association mingling with their sounds as they strike the ear; such are Salmon River (there is no end of Salmon Rivers), Folly River, Great Village River, Half-way River, Nine-mile River, Inhabitants River, West, Middle, East Rivers, and so on. The names of the counties of Canada present a singular medley of historic associations: Huron, Ottawa, Kamouraska, Missisquoi, Arthabaska, tell of the Red Indian, the original lord of the soil; Champlain, Beauharnois, Richelieu, Montmorency, Montcalm, recall the chivalrous nation that first colonized, from Europe, the banks of the St. Lawrence; Wolfe, Wellington, Peel, Lambton, Elgin, Russell, remind us of the sturdy Anglo-Saxons who overthrew the first colonizers of Canada, and now rule this great country. The towns of Lower Canada are full of odd admixtures of names. In Montreal we find such incongruous sounds as Rue McGill, Rue Wellington; and among the signs above the stores in a leading street in that city may be seen the classic French name of Cinq Mars, side by side with the homely Scotch name James Boyd, Grocer.

Such is the strange jumble of names we meet with in many parts of America; there is a similar jumble of people, feelings, ideas, which it will require centuries to dissolve, or to fuse -I am afraid the process will be a fiery oneinto a homogeneous mass.

At Windsor it was pleasing to meet with a little oasis in the surrounding intellectual desert -KING'S COLLEGE, a real college, with able and accomplished men for its professors. Shut up in this remote little village, cut off from the society and intellectual life of Europe or the United States, which they would at once enjoy and adorn, these gentlemen have still a noble task before them. They are sowing the seeds of a higher intelligence, of superior tastes and refinement, in this young province, where the effect of their labours will be felt in time, though these are hardly yet appreciated as they should be. Colleges, D.D.'s, and LL.D.'s are easily, cheaply, and quickly got up in North America, where, in fact, they spring up like mushrooms. Many of the so-called colleges are little better than schools, and as to the D.D.'s and LL.D.'s, the less that is said about them the better. I have seen in respectable American papers serious remonstrances as to the reprehensible facility with which such honours may

be procured. But King's College, Windsor, is of a higher class. While open to all sects, it is under the direction of the Protestant bishop, and the leading Episcopalians in the province. Though not a large body (about 40,000), the Episcopalians in Nova Scotia, as in the United States, are the élite of the land; and in this small province it is to them that it is due that anything like a collegiate education or instruction in the sciences can be had. But for them there would be no chair of the French and German languages, no professor of chemistry or geology in the country. The college is maintained chiefly by the liberal contributions of the Episcopalian gentry, aided by a small grant from the Government. The province is under great obligations to the supporters of the college at Windsor, who, by their liberality and unwearied efforts, amid many discouragements, thus provide for the youth of Nova Scotia the means of procuring a first-class education. Other sects have institutions for training up their youth to the ministry. Were the different sects to unite and have one college in the capital, a noble institution might be maintained there, the only place where there could be a prospect of any considerable number of students. They could have the chairs of secular knowledge, as classics,

mathematics, chemistry, in common, while each sect might have its separate theological department. Such a scheme, however, implies a certain amount of common sense and Christian charity and good feeling between the different religious bodies. A population of three hundred thousand cannot maintain more than one efficient college; but there is so much sectarian bitterness and animosity in this little province, that there is no prospect of such a union for many years to come. At Windsor College I feasted my eyes with the view of a library with many learned-looking quartos and folios, of retorts and crucibles, various philosophical instruments, and other scientific and educational matériel, the like of which had not blessed my sight for some years.

I left Windsor in the morning, by steamer, for St. John. There had been a fall of snow during the night, and the ground was covered to the depth of several inches. We reached St. John after a pleasant passage of about nine hours, not being delayed by hazy weather, rather an uncommon event in the great region of fish and fog. I hardly any other time arrived at a port in these provinces without being detained by fog. The next time I went to St. John, the passage was about twenty-four hours,

during twelve or thirteen of which we were tossing about off St. John, till we got information from some fishermen as to our whereabouts. St. John has a very fine natural harbour, with a considerable amount of shipping in it, and seems an active stirring place. The houses are of wood and brick, with some fine stone buildings. The town is at the mouth of the noble river of the same name, the sail up which to Fredericton, the capital of the province, is one of the finest I have seen.

We left St. John at eight in the morning, in a Yankee steamer, with the engine-beam playing above the deck, and other peculiarities of construction that distinguish American steamers. One of these seems deserving of imitation; the steersman is in an elevated position near the bow of the vessel, so that he has the best view that can be had of whatever may be in the ship's course. About noon, we reached Eastport, where we stayed a short time. This is a small town or village, situated on an island at the N.E. of the State of Maine, and, like most of the American towns I saw, strikes one immediately by its clean, neat, cheerful aspect. In fact, it is quite a charming little village; most of the houses are of wood, nicely painted or whitewashed, and almost all taste