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12th of July, Montreal, 1877

Montreal Gazette, 6 July 1877, page 2

THE TWELFTH OF JULY – Many rumors have been circulated pro and con during the past few days relative to the Twelfth of July and an Orange parade on that day.  In an interview with Ald Wilson, Chairman of Police, the latter remarked that he did not apprehend any trouble on the day in question; in fact he thought there was much more speculation in than reason for the rumors to the contrary.  The following letters have passed relative to the affair, and were omitted accidentally from the Gazette of yesterday:-

[copy] Orange Hall, no 81 St James Street

Montreal, July 3, 1877

Sir – I have been instructed by the Celebration Committee to write to you, to inform you that the Orangemen of the city intend to celebrate the anniversary of the 12th July by having a peaceable religious ceremony at some place to be hereinafter named, if they are allowed so to do without being molested with on the way.

But having been threatened with violence, we ask and claim the protection of the police.

And we also intend to claim military protection, in order to assist the civil authorities.

I am, sir,

Yours, etc

John Hamilton

Secretary C Committee

To His Worship the Mayor

Mayor’s Office, City Hall

Montreal, 4th July 1877

John Hamilton, Esq, Secretary Orange Celebration Committee:-

Sir, I have to acknowledge the receipt of your letter of yesterday, in which you inform me that the Orangemen of the city intend celebrating the anniversary of the 12th of July, by a religious ceremony and procession.

I will state in reply, that I am advised that inasmuch as the Association referred to in your letter is not legally constituted, it has no right to claim as a body any further protection from the civic authorities than that which every citizen is individually entitled to under ordinary circumstances.

I may add, that in view of the excitement and ill-feeling which the proposed demonstration is likely to create in our mixed community, and the many threatening rumors which have recently reached me, and anxious as I am that the harmony and good feeling characterized the relations between the different creeds and nationalities, of which our fair city is composed, should be preserved, I would most earnestly and confidently entreat the Orangemen to reconsider their decision, and, as good and loyal citizens, to avoid in their celebration any outside demonstration which may provoke a conflict, the evil consequence of which could not but be most deplorable.

I have the honor to be, Sir

Your most obedient servant,

Jean Louis Beaudry

Mayor of the City of Montreal


Caledonian Games, Montreal, 1873

Alloa Advertiser, 20 Sep 1873 p2

The Caledonian Games at Montreal – the eighteenth annual athletic sports of the Caledonian Society of Montreal were held in Decker’s Park on 21st August, and were a great success.  Over 3000 people were present.  Great interest was taken by the Canadians in the games, more especially those regarded as more exclusively Scotch – putting the stone, Highland dancing, bagpipe playing.  At the dinner held at the close of the gathering, the President, Dr JT Finnie occupied the chair; and the Mayor of Montreal, Col Fletcher, Col Stevenson and a large company were present.  It was suggested that the society should devote its attention more to literary matters, and should bring out some of the most popular lecturers from Scotland; and this, we believe, is to be acted upon.

St Andrew’s Day, Montreal, 1822

The Scribbler, Montreal – 26 Dec 1822 pgs 4-6


Laprairie, 10th Dec

Mr LL MacCulloch

Saint Andrew, with his wintery robes, has been so ill received by his Mount Royal children [I never before knew St Andrews day pass in Montreal, without two or more public dinners.  It has been said that the chief persons of note of the Scotch nation, being all conspicuous unionists, and having been stigmatised as a Scotch faction, determined on discouraging a meeting on St Andrew’s Day, alleging that it would add to the popular opinion of their caballing together, and confirm that party-designation, by which they are now generally known.  The paltry and vulgar pride that prevented a ball taking place that evening, is exposed in the sequel; and well do such beggarly sentiments deserve exposure. LLM] that he has deigned to honour this place with a visit on his natal day.  A select party of his would-be sons assembled at Mr Campbell’s to indulge in the pleasures of national partiality, and to criticise wiser and better men than themselves, as well as to partake of the comforts of the feast. The room was decorated with numerous transparencies and emblems of the “native soil”.  (I cannot say whether they had a fiddle;) and the whole, the dinner particularly, did great credit to the landlord.  When it was on table, the hoarse tones of a hoarse bagpipe, summoned the party to the gorge. The gathering of the clans, seemed however, rather out of place, when the native countries of the guests are considered, and a Dutch medley might have been better. The gallant Old Buck presided, and filled the chair with the consequential dignity of a feudal chieftain, though he did not seem to be so much at home as when acting the quack-doctor before a dozen squaws in an Indian wigwam. Daddy Dull, who makes his scholars smart, was the nightingale of the day, and, occasionally giving a stave or two of the pathetic, made himself more agreeable, than when reciting his Sunday prayer, with his covenanting whine.  Mr Billytap was also one of the select, and, as usual, put too much brandy in his water: at his earnest request, the pleasure of his company was soon dispensed with, and (as the president did shortly after) he walked into the street, and laid himself comfortably down on a pile of wood near the door, where he slept for two hours, in a heavy rain, until he was as completely drenched without as he was within.  Mr Shortleg Donaldson, shewed his wit by his manners, but, being young and thoughtless, it is not surprising he should behave a little foolishly.  Another genius marshalled the decanters in a truly bacchanalian style, and displayed his soaking qualities so wonderfully, that one would have thought him a sponge. The rest were well Dunn up, and looked as Dow-dy as you please. Another distinguished guest had been invited, but to the great uneasiness of the party, did not make his appearance in due time: it appeared that, having set off in high spirits, the grocer found when he got almost within smell of the haggis, that he had put an old coat on, by mistake, so he thought it behoved Mac to lean towards home again to change it, and crossed the St Lawrence for the purpose.

After dinner, the jovial cup passed and repassed in flowing bumpers, to the numerous toasts which had been prepared for the occasion?  And certainly most of them were the worse for wear, and may easily be traced by looking over old newspapers; that, however is nothing, and is perfectly excusable, as the whole party could not have made them of their own, without pilfering.  But, Mr Scribbler, here comes the rub. I should not have thought it worth my, or your while, to have given you an account of a dinner, attended by eight or nine persons, and those almost entirely insignificant characters; had this party not been puffed in the Montreal Herald, where it occupied full half a column; and why? Because in the plentitude of their folly, these cacklers, wanting to have something to distinguish themselves by, gave amongst their toasts, one in favour of the union of the two provinces, and stigmatising the opposers of that measure as illiberal, designing and ignorant. Ignorant, indeed! But fools always think themselves wise men: the lord have pity upon these uneducated ninnies! But, it is right that every man should have and maintain, his own opinion, but, in social meetings, party questions should never be introduced.  However, without this, these eight or nine blockheads would neither have made a figure in the Herald, nor have been, by reaction, immortalized in the Scribbler.

As to the second part of the fete, suffice it to say that, its etoient tous fous naturellement, and as Sawney says, by the frequent tasting “the joys of the shell,” they were a’ fou. Burns’ much admired song on Bannockburn, was sung by the whole party, but the following parody, will better describe the finish.


Scots let’s nae gang yet to bed,

Till grog has filled each empty head,

Till a’ our senses far hae fled,

Till we nae mair can see.

This is the boozing hour of night;

Drink till a’ our eyes are white

Noise must be when fools unite,

Sae noisy let us be.

Wha wadna’ swill till roarin fou,

The beer that yon mon there doth brew?

And so we’ll a’ be drunk enow,

Then push about the bree.

Wha for Aundra loud wull ca’?

Wha for Bacchus gies hurra?

Like topers sup, like topers fa’

Then tak a dram wi’ me.

By rum, brandy, wine and gin,

By all the liquids, thick and thin,

We will drink till day peeps in,

For we shall not, shall not flee.


This bold resolution, however, was soon laid aside, when they were informed that it was Sunday morning, and that no singing or drinking would be allowed after twelve on Saturday night.  They then reeled off singing,


Bid McKay na’ longer blow,

Lay the noisy piper low,

To bed let us a’ reeling go,

Nid noddin a’ are we


Your’s faithfully,

Nicodemus Watch-em.

Tragic Accident at Saint-Jean Bridge, 1915

La Presse, 6 Aug 1915, page 7


Traitrises de la Mort

Un contremaitre au pont de Saint-Jean a un fin tragique

Il laisse sept jeunes orphelins

Saint-Jean, Que – si cela continue las saison de 1915, sera tristement celebre en morts tragiques dans la riviere a Saint-Jean.  En effet, nous avons a enregistrer aujourd’hui la troisieme survenue depuis une quinzaine de jours.  Cette fois, c’est un père de famille, M Joseph Nolin, contremaitre des travaux du pont libre qu’on est a construire sur le Richelieu, entre Saint-Jean et Iberville.  Il s’est noye en haut du pont du Vermont Central, pres du quai du gouvernment, sur lequel on assemble les sections du pont libre pour transporter ensuite a leur place sur les pilliers.  Cet accident fatal est arrive hier soir.  M Nolin se trouvait sur le remorqueur de MM Laurin et Leitch, les entrepreneurs du pont, qui conduisait un chaland, lorsque on ne sait comment, il glissa du pont du bateau et tomba dans la riviere. Tout indique que dans sa chute il se frappa la tete sur le bord du remorqueur et s’assoma, car il porte un blessure a la tete et apres etre tombe a l’eau il ne fit aucun effort pour se sauver et ne reparut pas a la surface. On repecha son cadavre quelques instants plus tard et son corps fut transporte a la morgue de M O Langlois.  Ce matin, le coroner E N Chevalier a tenu une enquete sur la mort du malheureux Nolin, et le verdict fut celui de mort accidentelle. Le defunt était age de 32 ans.  Il laisse un femme, nee (Anna) Vallieres, et sept enfants demeurent au numero 1018 rue Orleans, a Maisonneuve, ou son corps sera transporte aujourd’hui meme.  C’était un homme tres estime.  Les ouvriers qu’il avait sous sa charge le regretteront sincerement.  M Laurin et Leitch perdent en lui un contremaitre habile et fidele. Sa fin tragique a cause beaucoup d’emoi en notre ville.

Centenarian’s Wealth Comes to the Dominion, 1914

Montreal Daily Star, 15 September 1914, page 9


Centenarian’s Wealth Comes to the Dominion

Robert Crichton, Grand Old Man, Passes Away at Age of 102

Special Cable to the Montreal Star from its own London Correspondent.

London, September 15 – A Remarkable centenarian, Scot Robert Crichton, whose wealth passes largely to Canadians in Montreal, Halifax, and Vancouver, died last night at The Marden’s, Catorham, Surrey, aged 102.

Mr Crichton was born at Alyth, in Perthshire, on April 2, 1812, the son of James Crichton, of Thorn Farm, and was descended from the same family that produced “The Admiral Crichton” the Scottish scholar whose fame extended through Europe. Early in life, Mr Crichton studied law in Edinburgh, and after came in contact with Sir Walter Scott.  In 1839 he went to Australia and there made a great fortune in sheep ranching. Twenty years ago, he returned to Britain and finally settled in Surrey, at “The Mardens,” a charming estate of 50 acres.

Lived in Six Reigns

The deceased had lived in six reigns, having been born when George III was king.  He remembered the Battle of Navarino in 1827, when the combined fleets of Great Britain, France and Russia nearly destroyed the Turkish and Egyptian fleet.  Every year, he went home to Scotland for a visit.  He was a non-smoker, but loved snuff. On his 100th birthday he received a congratulatory letter from King George.  He was a handsome old man, keen and bright to the last, and in appearance resembled the great Duke of Wellington.  He can talk of Sir Walter Scott as if he had met him yesterday.

No small part of his wealth will pass to Canada.  Who and where all his relatives are, Mr Crichton himself did not know.  He did know of one however in Montreal, another in Halifax, and a third in Vancouver.


Telephone Girl Becomes Countess, 1913

Leeds Mercury, 18 Jan 1913, page 4

Telephone Girl Becomes Countess

A former telephone girl becomes a British Peeress in consequence of the death of Lord Ashburnham.  The new Countess of Ashburnham is a New Brunswick girl, who as Miss Maria Anderson, was employed as operator by the New Brunswick Telephone Company at Fredericton.  Major the Hon Thomas Ashburnham, who succeeds this brother as sixth Earl of Ashburnham, arrived in New Brunswick twelve years ago.  He married Miss Anderson in 1903. The Earl and Countess of Ashburnham will sail for England immediately.  The new Earl of Ashburnham was formerly a captain in the 7th Hussars, and an aide-de-camp to the Lord Lieutenant of Ireland.  He is fifty-eight years of age.

Canadian Fashions, 1914


Montreal Daily Star, 26 November 1914, page 11


By Lillian E Young

Brass buttons do make an appeal.  We always did accept that assertion in the abstract, but now no more convincing proof of the respect accorded them, and all things military is needed than the alacrity with which such styles have been adopted and brought to the fore of the fashion world.

The war, of course, is responsible, and as one young woman was heard to remark when trying on a martial looking suit, “I almost feel as if I could go there and enlist.”

Here is one in black velvet with oxidized silver buttons and braid, and a woven silk hussar such in dull blue. The fur for the military collar and cuffs may be of Australian opossum, taupe moufflon or skunk. The short jacket stands outward at its lower edge and runs a trifle longer in back.

The fronts fasten closely about the neck and are trimmed on either side with horizontal strappings of silver braid.  The jacket hooks directly down the centre front.  A five inch band across the bottom of the jacket in front, holds in a barely perceptible fullness of the blouse portion above and is one with the entire back of the jacket, started from the underarm scam.


Hickey-Paulin(e) Wedding, Victoria, 1906

Victoria Colonist, 21 June 1906, page 2


Hickey-Pauline – The pretty church of St Luke’s, Cedar Hill, was the scene of a quiet little wedding yesterday afternoon when Nellie, the youngest daughter of Mr and Mrs F Pauline, of Oak Bay, was united in the holy bonds of matrimony to Daniel Louis Hickey, the well known electrician of Seattle. The Rev Mr Connell, rector of St Luke’s church, officiated at the ceremony. A reception was afterwards held at the home of the parents of the bride, when the happy couple received the congratulations of their many friends, and later in the evening left by the Princess Victoria for Seattle en route for California. On their return they will make their home in Seattle.

What girls may do – Independent Girl is a Valuable Worker, Montreal, 1914

Montreal Daily Star, 13 October 1914, page 11.


What Girls May Do

Independent Girl is Valuable as Worker

By Jessie Roberts

There are several opinions concerning the woman who is not obliged to earn a living, and who yet fills a salaried position.

Many contend that such a woman is taking bread from the mouths of others who must work or starve.  They say she has no right to work when she need not do so.  If she has a husband or a father who is able to support her, let her stay at home and leave the earning field to those who must depend upon themselves.

Others say that every woman has a right to the independence which self-earned money gives. That the relations between men and women would be better and happier if men did not support women in idleness.  Lately some one has come forward with the following expression on the subject.

The woman who goes out to earn a little extra pin money and is willing to take some job at a greatly reduced salary, since whatever she makes is just pure gain, that woman is distinctly harmful and entirely selfish. She runs salaries below the living margin, and her sisters, who must live on what they make, suffer in consequence.

But the right sort of woman who does not have to depend on her salary for sole income can be of immense value in bringing about a better state of affairs as to the standards and rewards of women’s work.

She can set herself steadily to the establishment of a proper recompense for labor given. She can insist on healthful surroundings, shorter hours, and humane treatment.  Since she is not afraid of losing her position, not being dependent upon it for subsistence, she can fight the battles of those who are weaker than she.

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