Six years of uninterrupted happiness had rolled away, since my brother's marriage.

The sound of war had been heard, but it was at such a distance as to enhance our enjoyment by affording objects of comparison.

The Indians were repulsed on the one side, and Canada was conquered on the other.

Revolutions and battles, however calamitous to those who occupied the scene, contributed in some sort to our happiness, by agitating our minds with curiosity, and furnishing causes of patriotic exultation.
Four children, three of whom were of an age to compensate, by their personal and mental progress, the cares of which they had been, at a more helpless age, the objects, exercised my brother's tenderness.

The fourth was a charming babe that promised to display the image of her mother, and enjoyed perfect health.