Hortentort of a colonist that ever was or ever will be.
Lord love you! if you was to write like Scott, and map
the human mind like Bacon, would it advance you a bit in
prefarment? Not it. They have done enough for the colonists,
they have turned 'em upside down, and given 'em responsible
government? What more do the rascals want? Do they ask
to be made equal to us? No, look at their social system,
and their political system, and tell 'em your opinion
like a man. You have heard enough of their opinions of
colonies, and suffered enough from their erroneous ones
too. You have had Durham reports, and commissioners'
reports, and parliament reports till your stomach refuses
any more on 'em. And what are they? a bundle of mistakes
and misconceptions, from beginnin' to eend. They have
travelled by stumblin', and have measured every thing by
the length of their knee, as they fell on the ground, as
a milliner measures lace, by the bendin' down of the
forefinger--cuss 'em! Turn the tables on 'em. Report on
_them_, measure _them_, but take care to keep your feet
though, don't be caught trippin', don't make no mistakes.

"Then we'll go to the Lords' House--I don't mean to
meetin' house, though we must go there too, and hear Me
Neil and Chalmers, and them sort o' cattle; but I mean
the house where the nobles meet, pick out the big bugs,
and see what sort o' stuff they are made of. Let's take
minister with us--he is a great judge of these things.
I should like you to hear his opinion; he knows every
thin' a'most, though the ways of the world bother him a
little sometimes; but for valyin' a man, or stating