appropriately, its frequent appearance would not call for severe animad-
Mr Bourinot, in addition to the letters, he is now entitled to put
after his name, may place there M. Q. E., i e,-Murderer of the Queen's
English. As he writes himself " the Clerk of the Canadian House of
Commons " he could-for no one is ever likely to rival him as a writer
of bad grammar and slovenly phrases-entitle himself ' the murderer of
the Queen's English."
This gentleman talks of culture. One would like to know what
his idea of culture is. Does it include the power of thinking clearly ?
I suppose he rates himself as a man of culture. If he be it is clear
that in order to be a man of culture it is not necessary even to write
grammatically. There are men who can talk about culture without pro-
nouncing a satire on themselves, and such men would certainly not rank
as cultured a man who could not write his own tongue with precision.
They would require more than correctness of expression. They would
require perhaps not great original powers of thought, but certainly
such powers of thought as by the study of great writers and
exercise in dialectics, a man of fair talent may secure. Ought
a man who flaunts his membership of learned societies as a par-
venu prates about titled acquaintances, and the vulgar bedeck
themselves with Lake George diamends, be able to show some claims
to culture ? Ought the Secretary of a Royal Society have such powers
as are described above ? One should think so. Well, here we have
doubtless the master effort of Mr. Bourinot's genius. It is the latest. ,
It was produced originally in the pages of an English Review, which
once stood high, but which under its present management has lost
authority and position. Still it was a field which brought him face to
face with the reading world. He would therefore have done his best.
Now is there any evidence of power of thought in the pamphlet?
There is absolutely none. It bears all the marks and tokens we should
expect to find if it had been made up with scissors and paste from the
emigration pamphlets. There is no literary flavour about it. There is
no largeness of horizon-no breadth. I have done injustice to the
emigration pamphlets. What is said above is meant to emphasize the
fact that all the information in the article, " Canada as a Home " could
be got from these pamphlets. In no emigration pamphlet I ever read was
there such poverty of expression, nor did I ever find in them anything