deep, and fresh as the waters of the famed river with whose
waters, it might be almost said, his life's blood mingled? In
reply, we might dwell upon his civil and military virtues, his
patriotic self-devotion, his chivalrous gallantry, and his
triumphant achievements. (Here one of the auditors added, "and
that he was an honest man"--an attribute most warmly responded
to on every side, for an honest man is the noblest work of
God.) Still it might be asked, What peculiar personal
qualities predominated and gave him the talismanic influence
and ascendancy over his fellow men, which he acquired and
wielded for his country's good? I answer, Are there any seamen
among you? (Yes, yes, answered from the crowd)--then I say it
was the Nelsonian spirit that animated his breast; it was the
mind intuitively to conceive, and the soul promptly to dare,
incredible things to feeble hearts--with a skill and bearing
which infused this chivalrous and enterprising spirit into all
his followers, and impelled them energetically to realize
whatever he boldly led the way to accomplish. It displayed
itself too, not only in the ranks of the disciplined soldiers,
but in those also of the untrained militia of Upper Canada, as
was amply proved on this memorable ground. Such were the
shining and conspicuous qualities of the man that have
rendered very dear his memory and his fame. Gentlemen, the
resolution which I hold in my hand is expressive of the
indignation felt throughout the province at the lawless act,
the effects of which are visible before us.
After the resolutions had been carried by acclamation, and the public
proceedings had terminated, 600 persons sat down to dinner in a
temporary pavilion erected on the spot where the hero fell, "Chief
Justice Robinson presiding; and at this, as at the morning meeting,
great eloquence was displayed in the speeches, great loyalty evinced in
the feelings, and great enthusiasm prevailed." After the queen's health
had been drunk, the chief justice rose and said:
I have now to propose the memory of the late gallant Sir Isaac
Brock, of Colonel M'Donell, and those who fell with them on
Queenstown Heights. That portion of you, gentlemen, who were
inhabitants of Upper Canada while General Brock served in its
defence, are at no loss to account for the enthusiastic
affection with wh
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