A 19TH Century Canadian Time Capsule

“Why do we call them savages,” asked Grace. “…He said the Indians were peacable and honest, but they did not, as civilized people do, build houses and towns, and have shops and manufactures.”
(Natives) never talk loudly, nor quarrel in the streets; they are not like the negroes;– are the negroes civilized, papa? Her father asked her which race she thought most readily learned the ways and customs of the whites. ‘I suppose the negroes,’ said Grace, ‘for they drive carts, and carry boxes, and live as servants in our houses; and I never saw the Indians do any work, except basket-making.'”
“Papa, I like savages better than civilized people.”

“The attention of Grace was soon caught by a black woman, in a little wagon. This woman had beside her, a great basket of clothes which she was taking home to wash. On her lap she had a lobster, which she picked to pieces with her fingers, and ate without any bread.”

“They overtook a little cart, drawn by an ox. A black man and woman, whose clothes were covered with patches, were with the cart…” “…Mrs. Severn knew these poor people-she had given them potatoes for seed; and now she stopped the carriage that she might inquire what were their prospects of a crop. Grace did not interrupt her mother while she was speaking to the black people”
“Berry nice day ma’am”
“They wear funny bonnets, and have little ox carts, and I think those that go in the Dartmouth ferry boat, are very fond of lobsters”
“This is the old short cloak, you know, that you said was to be given away; and I think the frock would fit the little Acadian; and nurse told me yesterday, when I burst the hook off the waste, that she thought I was outgrowing it. And, indeed mamma, the young Acadian is very good.”
“Good enough to be rewarded with your old clothes! Very well, Grace, make yourself and your Acadian as happy as you can, but you must not be long; your papa will soon be here for breakfast and you know he will wish to see you here.”
“Miss Martha saw that some of the baskets were still half filled with cold meat, bread and cake… perhaps the Indians in the wigwams opposite, would be glad to have what was left…”

“Our party now reached the other side of the lake, and were beginning to ascend the hill on which stood the Indian encampment. Some boys were at play here, who came towards them and began to beg for coppers”
“They appeared particularly pleased with some large round biscuits, and began to bowl them down the sloping path.”
“I think you are wrong when you call them savages.”
“Oh! Grace, your good opinion has been bought,-bought by a basket not worth two-pence.”
“how they killed and scalped the people of Halifax when they went a little way into the woods?”
“I know the history says that those who live in these days, can form no idea of the horrors of a war with savages.”