“ Canada to-day is a young sleeping giant which has not yet felt its power, nor yet risen to consciousness of its own importance, wealth, power and grandeur. Our future no one can read. While we are proud to be a part of the great British Empire, and glory in it, we are none the less Canadians first, and we must never forget it. Some deep political thinkers and far-seeing statesmen have said that the white man’s governments and the flags of Anglo-Saxondom will some day be unified and made to wave over all the continent of North America north of the Rio Grande. ”
Thomas Conant
Summary
"Life in Canada" by Thomas Conant offers a vivid depiction of the nation’s natural beauty and developing identity, highlighting Ontario’s fertile landscapes, the experiences of settlers, and the relationship between rural life and political systems.
The text examines themes of agricultural wealth, the difficulties of frontier living, and Canada’s shifting connections with the United States and Great Britain, while considering the influence of the Family Compact. Through poetic portrayals of forests, orchards, and the changes brought by the seasons, Conant emphasizes a unique sense of Canadian pride, presenting the country as a balanced combination of wild nature and growing national awareness.
Quotes from Life in Canada (Thomas Conant)
“ Manifestly one of the prettiest sights in nature is to see an orchard of considerable size in Ontario, heavily laden with fruit, and its limbs bending to the ground with their burdens. Let the breeze just gently stir the leaves, and sway the branches, and the dancing sunbeams glinting upon the sheen of the apples’ sides, and then as you walk through and among the trees, nature smiles at you, and you realize that ours is indeed a beauteous and kindly land. ”
“ No more would the neighborless settler fear peril as the darkening shadows of evening came about his log cabin in the great forest, or dread that before the light of another dawn armed foemen might come and take him prisoner, and drive his wife and little ones into an inclement winter night by the application of the torch. Strong men grasped each others’ hands, and shook, and bawled themselves hoarse in simple exuberance of spirits, and in the intensest feeling of thankfulness that peace had come to them once again. ”
