e stayed

The Eagle may be lord below,
But the young Lion lord above.

We rest firm in the belief that the decree has gone forth out of the
court of heaven, that the flag which was wrapped in its folds around the
"Young Lion of the Woods" in his last sleep, shall wave triumphantly
over Canada till peoples and nations cease to exist on earth.

The provinces in which the heroic events related in the foregoing
chapters occurred, now partake of the fortunes and sentiments and
character of a vast country. They live together with Canada, they
flourish with her, and if they are ever called upon to oppose a mightier
foe than Red men and Rebels, they will not be found unequal to the
occasion.

Never was nobler duty confided to human hands than that which was
confided to our ancestors more than a century ago. It was theirs under
providence to commence the foundations on which we are building, and in
the record of our social, industrial, educational, political and
religious progress we await with confidence the verdict of the world.

Although for the greater portion of the century the growth of the
British North American Colonies has been slow, yet it has been sound,
and it will be better for Canada in the future if the growth is not too
rapid. If the process of consolidation takes place regularly and
moderately, every institution in the land will be sounder. If the
majority of the immigrants which the country annually receives are
similar in character and principles to those of the early colonists, we
shall have nothing to fear in the future. We have nothing in our past
history to discourage us, and much in our present condition and
prospects to stimulate us. We who are privileged to live in the closing
years of the century behold a wonderful unity and an extraordinary
advancement of the whole Dominion in all its great interests. And the
man, if such there be, who was born on this soil and sprung from such an
ancestry as the early colonial settlers and United Empire Loyalists, or
from the loins of settlers of a later generation, who is not proud of
his country and of being called a British American, is unworthy of his
race and the land of his birth, and unworthy of having his name classed
with that of the noble Iroquois (Paul Guidon.) There are persons who
have acted a less noble part in life's drama, than the British officer
and his wife who settled at Grimross Neck, and even a less noble part
than Paul Guidon, who