The Grand Trunk Railway runs directly from Portland to Montreal, which latter town is, in fact, the capital of Canada, though it never has been so exclusively, and, as it seems, never is to be so as regards authority, government, and official name.  In such matters, authority and government often say one thing while commerce says another; but commerce always has the best of it and wins the game, whatever government may decree.  Albany, in this way, is the capital of the State of New York, as authorized by the State government; but New York has made herself the capital of America, and will remain so.  So also Montreal has made herself the capital of Canada.  The Grand Trunk Railway runs from Portland to Montreal; but there is a branch from Richmond, a township within the limits of Canada, to Quebec; so that travelers to Quebec, as we were, are not obliged to reach that place via Montreal.

Quebec is the present seat of Canadian government, its turn for that honor having come round some two years ago; but it is about to be deserted in favor of Ottawa, a town which is, in fact, still to be built on the river of that name.  The public edifices are, however, in a state of forwardness; and if all goes well, the Governor, the two Councils, and the House of Representatives will be there before two years are over, whether there be any town to receive them or no.  Who can think of Ottawa without bidding his brothers to row, and reminding them that the stream runs fast, that the rapids are near and the daylight past?  I asked, as a matter of course, whether Quebec was much disgusted at the proposed change, and I was told that the feeling was not now very strong.  Had it been determined to make Montreal the permanent seat of government, Quebec and Toronto would both have been up in arms.

I must confess that, in going from the States into Canada, an Englishman is struck by the feeling that he is going from a richer country into one that is poorer, and from a greater country into one that is less.  An Englishman going from a foreign land into a land which is in one sense his own, of course finds much in the change to gratify him.  He is able to speak as the master, instead of speaking as the visitor.  His tongue becomes more free, and he is able to fall back to his national habits and national expressions.  He no longer feels that he is admitted on sufferance, or that he must be careful to respect laws which he does not quite understand.  This feeling was naturally strong in an Englishman in passing from the States into Canada at the time of my visit.  English policy, at that moment, was violently abused by Americans, and was upheld as violently in Canada.  But nevertheless, with all this, I could not enter Canada without seeing, and hearing, and feeling that there was less of enterprise around me there than in the States, less of general movement, and less of commercial success.  To say why this is so would require a long and very difficult