circles, to which these gentlemen belong both by fortune and education, should be imparted, in some degree, to those with whom they converse.  So it undoubtedly does, and the air of refinement, native to the New Brunswicker, is never so strongly visible as when contrasted with the new-caught emigrant.  Rudeness and vulgarity in glaring forms one never meets from them; odd and inquisitive ways may be thought impertinent, and require both time and patience to be rightly understood.

The state of morals and religion is fast progressing; these, of course, have all their mainspring from education, for an uneducated people can never be, rightly speaking, either moral or religious.  So New Brunswick may have the apology for whispered tales that float about, of corn being reaped and wood being felled on the Sabbath-day, and of sacred rites being dispensed with.  She is yet in her infancy, and when one thinks that ’tis but sixty years since they first set foot on the shore, where stood one lonely hut, on the site of the now flourishing city of St. John, we must know that their physical wants were then so many that but little attention could be given to the wants of the mind.  But now, thanks to the parental care of Britain, schools and churches are rising fast throughout the country, and learning is received with an avidity that marks the active intellect it has to work upon; besides, all these old stories of failings occurred long before the tide of emigration caused them to be enlightened by the visitation of the inhabitants of the gifted climes of the olden world.  Well would it be if all those showed as much desire to avail themselves of their means of improvement, as a New Brunswicker does of those enjoyed by him.  Their personal appearance differs much from the English.  Cooper says, “the American physiognomy has already its own peculiar cast”—­so it has, and can easily be distinguished—­in general they are handsomer than the emigrants—­darker in complexion, but finer in feature and more graceful in form—­not so strong, and fading sooner.  Many of the children are perfectly beautiful, but the cherub beauty changes soon, and the women particularly look old and withered while yet young in years.  Infantine beauty seems peculiar to the country, for even the children of emigrants born there are much handsomer than those born at home.  Such are some of the traits of the natives—­then comes the wide circle of emigrants, each (at least the older ones) retaining the peculiarities of their different countries.  Many of them, although better off than they could possibly expect to be at home, yet keep railing at the country, and thirsting after the “flesh-pots of Egypt.”  The Yorkshireman talks of nothing but the “white cakes and bag puddings” of old England, regardless of the “pumpkin pies and buckwheat pancakes” of New Brunswick; and one old lady from Cornwall (where they say the Devil would not go for fear of being transformed into a pasty) revenges herself on the country by making pies