Wednesday, November 4, 2009

Epilogue

In the spring Ann was born a healthy baby(Mary's youngest sister). Molly, Hannah's older sister married Angus Mary's older brother, and Hannah and Mary were very happy to become sisters. Mr. Macdonald started a school later that year. Mary and Duncan were married in 1787. Unfortunately that year was the "Hungary Year", the crops also failed because of a drought and many settlers died that year. And if that wasn't bad enough to everyone sorrow Mary's Grannie died that year too. Mary gave birth that year but it was still born and didn't make it, in others words it was the worst year for Mary and her family. That next year Mary successfully gave birth to a little baby girl that she named Margaret. Mary went on to have five more children 2 girls and 3 boys. The boys were called apon to support the Militia and fight the Americans in the war of 1812, all survived but one was badly wounded. Hannah married a boy named Alex a year after Mary married, she gave birth to five children one of who that died in the war of 1813 the fight for Crysler's Farm. Mr.Macdonald gave up teaching after 16 years but sadly died soon after, his wife Mary's mother died the next year. Jamie became a owner of a small store and always had at least on dog or cat with him at all times. Mary's youngest sister never married or had any children and lived with Mary and her family and was a wonderful aunt to all her children. Mary died when she was 80 years old .

Tuesday, November 3, 2009

Journal Enty #4

Winter is starting to come again this year, grannie and I smell snow in the air, I hope its not going to snow so soon in the season we still have so much to do. Our house is still small, but cozzy. Father and the boys are busy all the time clearing the land to make room for the spring when we can plant and harvest our crops. Right now its sunday and we cant do anything or else will have to deal with grannie and none of us want to deal with her on Sunday. Duncan and Angus have dissapeared so i think that they have gone off to clean up there cabin. I can see in Fathers face that he is worried about not working today when there is so much to do still before the winter startes. Mother is siting in the corner in a chair quilting and grannie is spinging the wheel making father and the boys new shirts for the winter. Father has skined a deer and is waiting for the skin to dry out so that he can make me a skirt like the indians have, I cant wait because those skirts look so nice. The indians came over today and traded with us. Father is learning their language but he still cant talk to them for long. We dont know their names, Father says we will give them English names to make it easyer for us to remember, I dont think it is right because they already have they their own names. The new baby is almost here I cant wait I think it is a girl but father thinks it will be a boy.

The baby was born today its a girl I was right. Mother named her Ann.
This is my last page in my journal so it will be my last entry, its my birthday next week so I will be asking father for a new one.
So till then.
Mary Macdonald

Tuesday, October 27, 2009

Recipe

Lumpy Dick- Lumpy dick is a poor British persons food.

ingredients:
Boiling water
White flour
A pinch of salt
Milk
Sugar

preparation:
Fill sauce pan with water,bring to a constant boil.
Add white flour, and stir until like mush. serve with
milk and sugar.

Chateau Clique

The Chateau Clique was a group of wealthy people much like the Family Compact but this was in Lower Canada. They were known by the name Parti bureaucrate which means British party or in the negative form Tory party. These people wanted to move into the English sense of things so they; replaced French civil law British Common Law, replaced the Roman Catholic church with the Anglican church. After the rebellion the upper and lower Canada's were inducted into a Province of Canada. Louis-Joseph Papineau was the leader of the reformist Patriot movement. And was a well known lawyer for his time of Lower Canada. Archibald Acheson, the second Earl of Gosford. He was a polition for the British and was the Lieutenant Governor of Lower Canada and Governor of General to British North America.

The family compact- Upper Canada

The family compact was a small group of well off people that were often related to some of the first British settlers and thought that gave them the right to make some of the more important decisions. Most of them wore very expensive clothing and jewelry. They were very snobby. They all dressed alike and most of the colors they wore were green. Even when British visitors came over to Canada to visit had a hard to getting into the likes of the rich and famous, some say it was like a "private club". Women that didn't even suit the fashion took it on as a duty to wear and look like the others. Some of the most known people of the family compact is William Lyon Mackenzie of Upper Canada. Mackenzie was a journalist and used his news paper to expose high power Loyalist of using their power to cater to their own selfish needs. He was tried, but later the case was dismissed because the jury found him not guilty. And even harsh remarks from the Attorney General didn't stop him from continuing his new paper. Some of the people that ran the family compact used bigetry to make support their laws.

Farming

The farming problems that we have had in this area is the soil is cold and solid, the prefrost is everywhere and it makes it very hard to dig hole to pland seeds and plants. There is so many big trees everywhere the governor said it would be so easy to move here and set up and make a new home. Even though we were given tools to make thing easyer so we could make a home before the winter. Now we are living in a small shed like shelter that has no windows and not even a door. I think its better that we dont have any windows and doors because there would be more places for the cold to get into the house. Father said that the goverement wants us to have a certain amount of land cleared or else we will be forced to leave the land that we have worked on. I cant beleave having to move again from a place that we call home. I think it would kill mother to have to leave our home again and move to another place that we dont know and will have to start all over again for a second time. So father is working even harder to make sure we have the right amount of land cleared before the spring. I pitch in anywhere I can but it is so hard to cut trees and put up fences and plow the icy ground. Some solidgers came over to help one day and stayed for a while but they said that they couldnt come everyday and I worry about what will happen.

Time line

Monday, October 26, 2009

Map of Canada (1791)


This is a map of Canada during 1791
The map consisted of:
-Upper Canada
-Lower Canada
-New Brunswick
-Nova Scotia
-Cape Breton Island
-St. John's Island (PEI)

Thursday, October 22, 2009

Gender Roles

Men-
-Made furniture.
-Hunted.
-Went to war.
-Cut trees.
-Farmed.
-Building shelter.
-Sail.
-Keep animals from family.
-Skins animals.

Women-
-Cook.
-Clean.
-Tend to children.
-Weave.
-Make clothing.
-Perserving food.
-Cut wood.
-Bring children into the world.
-Make soap.
-Quilted.

Children-
-Hang clothing.
-Wash clothing.
-Watch children.
-Collect eggs.
-Milk cows.
-Wash dishes.
-Build fires.
-Collect water.

Tuesday, October 20, 2009

Terrible News

November 18th-December 3rd: The most horrific thing happened to day as I came down from the upstairs. Mother was at the kitchen table with her head in her arms and was crying. I saw grannie hold in Margret in her arms with a blacket over her with just a small area of her face showing. The strange thing was, was that she wasnt fussing or crying she was just still and peaceful. Then I realized the most horrible, realization baby Margret was dead! I could let it be true, I knew she wasnt doing well ever since the boat ride here her and mother were ill but I didnt think it could come to this. I ran over to mother and started to cry. Just then Jamie came down the stairs and was about to run out the door and was calling Laddie. I grabbed his shoulder and pulled him back in the house. He doesnt know what is going on. Then I heard a loud banging sound coming from the back of the house, I went outside to see what it was. It was father making a small coffin. I fell to my knees and began to weep, father came over and held me in his warm imbrase. The paster came over to see the family and was with mother for the most of the day trying to comfort her but it didnt help much. Hannah came over and I told her the sads news. After that many people came over to see us, some of the people we didnt even know but it was nice to have other people around. The funeral is set for tomorow. And she will be laid to rest at a small sematary outside of town. I cant write anymore because im crying to hard and making a terrible mess with the ink.

Monday, October 19, 2009

journal entry #2

October 25th-November 18th: One of the saddest things happened today just as sad as when we had to leave our home in albany. We had to search through our things and only the things we could pack with out our wagon. It was so hard to part with some of our most loved pocesions. We couldnt bring bess our beloved cow or our horse named old blue. I cannot imagion what will happen with her when we are gone and i hope someone good gets him and takes good care of him. Now we are in our small boat with the two other families, the Dennys and the Rosses. Im so happy that me and Hannah are still together and we have so much fun together singing and playing. Hannah is the nicest person i have ever met she is so kind and helps me carry thing when iam carring baby margret. She is so pretty but doesnt talk about it like my old friend Lizzy that always talked about how fair her skin was and how pretty her hair was. Mother and baby margret are really sick. We stop on land for meals ever once and a while, then its off again. I dont think the sailors sleep they are always working trying the hardest to get us to the mainland as soon as possible. I can see the main land in the distance and i cant wait to barry my feet in the nice cool sand... we are there and it feels so good to be on solid ground jamie and the other small children are chacing each other and the dog is right on their heals. Father says we are almost there and i cant wait.

Journal Entry #1

October 6th 1783: My name is Mary Mcdonald iam a 13 year old girl. I live in Alany, New York with my younger brother and younger sister. Ever since the war ended people havent looked at me and my family the same way. Father sayes its because he and my older brother faught with the loyalists and not with the patriots. Men came to our house today. They stormed in and started taking whatever they wanted. Mother tryed to stop them but was shoved rudliy out of the way. Grannie was there too and was yelling and cursing them with her old scotish acsent. After they were done in the house they went out side and got father and tyed his hands behinde his back and then sat him on a horse and peraded him thourgh town yelling tory, tory. I thought it couldnt get anymore sad but then i saw the men throughing torches into the crops, all i could do was cry.

Friday, October 16, 2009

October 6th, 1783-October 15th, 1783.

My name is Mary Macdonald, iam a twelve year old girl and was living with my family in Albany a Royal province of New York. We were living in