The colony was poor, they cried, and could not afford it, and then the worshipful councillors rode home to swill Madeira and loll on their London beds.

God's truth! were I not a patriot, I would welcome M.Frontenac to teach them decency." Now I did not think much of the French danger being far more concerned with the peril in the West; but I held my peace on that subject.

It was not my cue to cross his Excellency in his present humour.
"What makes the colony poor ?" I asked.

"The planters are rich enough, but the richest man will grow tired of bearing the whole burden of the government.

I submit that His Majesty and the English laws are chiefly to blame.