Mr. Arch, we believe, returns from Canada determined to found
a settlement there, and acknowledging the yeoman's life there to be a good one, though over hard-worked. Mr. Clayden, who accompanied him, however, does not like the place at all. He will have it the Canadian is an idiot for working so much ; wants villages built for the labourers, so that they may have " a little congenial society ; " says that the age for going into the wilderness is past, and sums all up in this sentence :—" There is but one hope of getting our English married farm labourers out to Canada,—adequate accommodation must be afforded them on or near the farms where they are to serve ; a comfortable cottage, with a good piece of garden ground, must be provided for each family and if facilities for keeping a cow could be added, so much the better. I' would also strongly urge fixed hours for work, with extra pay for additional hours." Mr. Clayden is regularly frightened by the forests, which, he says, are fitter for beasts than men, and will soon reduce the former to the latter, and altogether talks like a rather hysterical governess about her wrongs. That is not the kind of man to lead an emigration.
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