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 SUNDAY
  SERVICES (From the Whig) ADOLPHUSTOWN, June 16th     On Sunday morning early, the steamer Hero
  arrived with the 15th Battalion from Belleville, and as dawn
  flocked the eastern sky the companies marched to their tents -- a very tired
  looking lot of men.  The battalion was
  commanded by Lieut. Col. Lazier, with Majors Henderson and Dunnet, Paymaster Biggar.  Quartermaster Campion, Adjutant Lazier and
  Surgeon Burdett as staff officers.  At
  three o’clock the battalion was marched beneath two wide spreading oak and
  maples and a military service held. 
  Many of the company stood over the ashes of pioneers, while from a
  sloping mound Rev. Mr. Forneri, B.D., gave an excellent sermon on the
  characteristics of the loyalists.  The
  hymns were sung by the citizen soldiers, led by the band, which played
  admirably. LAYING A CORNER STONE    On Saturday afternoon another epoch in the
  history of Methodism occurred -- the laying of a stone of a memorial
  Methodist church, to be dedicated to those who brought to Canada the
  principles and doctrines they learned before their exile.  In 1788 one Lyon, a class leader, began
  speaking and exhorting.  In 1789, Rev.
  Mr. McCarthy followed, and on enunciating Methodist doctrines without governmental
  authority he was banished and on one of the islands near Kingston perished,
  or at least never was heard of again. 
  In 1792 the first Methodist church in Canada was erected, the
  spontaneous gifts of the settlers being remarkable.  The subscriptions ranged from £1
  to £12, large sums for the poor but devoted people.  It is upon the site of this first church
  that the memorial building is to be reared at a cost of $5,000.  It will be brick with stone
  foundation.  The church stands on the
  farm of J. P. Dorland, 2nd concession Adolphustown, about two
  miles from the village.    The ceremonies on Saturday
  were witnessed by a very large company. 
  After a short introduction the corner stone was placed in position,
  and Mrs. J. B. Allison, widow, aged 85 years, stepped forward, and as the
  tears of joy coursed her cheeks, laid the same in the name of the Holy
  Trinity.    On Monday, after an able
  speech by Mr. A. L. Morden, of Napanee, and the delivery of Dr. Canniff’s fine oration, the foundation stone of the
  United Empire Loyalists’ monument was laid with Masonic honors.  One of the most lively and eloquent
  speeches of the day was by Mr. Lucas. 
  It is impossible to adequently reproduce his
  manly Canadian utterances.  His closing
  remarks are noteworthy.  In the hearing
  of Sir Richard Cartwright he denounced any proposition for changing the
  Government of Canada.  While annexation
  could never take place, independence was equally to be depaecated
  by all true Canadians.  Rounds of
  applause and rousing cheers greeted all reference to British connection,
  giving no encouragement to independence.    Sir Richard Cartwright
  availed himself of the occasion to indirectly appeal to political ends.    The absence of Sir John
  Macdonald was universally regretted. 
  He explained in a letter to the committee that his heart was with
  them, but the duties of State made it impossible to attend. 
                                                 (From our
  own Correspondent)    The city Battalion, under Lieut. Col.
  Lazier, mustering over 200 men, left by the Hero at midnight on
  Saturday and reached Adolphustown, their destination, at daylight.  The voyage was vociferous with song, solo
  and chorus, and the echoes of the Bay of Quinte resounded with the strains of
  social and martial music.  Sleep was
  not courted and the beauty of the scene which at the dawn greeted the eyes of
  officers and men completely awakened them. 
  There is no prettier spot outside the Thousand Islands than that
  selected for the Battalion camp, water on both sides., the bay serpentine and
  studded with islands, while all around at a distance of a few miles, the
  wooded hills rise in picturesque and various beauty. The camp immediately
  adjoins the vilet or creek-mouth, into which the
  U.E. Loyalists a century ago sailed, the haven of liberty, the home of
  loyalty, the nucleus of national spirit. 
  It was seven o’clock before all the tents were pitched and the men
  were too hungry to sleep.  At nine a
  rudimentary and fragmentary breakfast was literally devoured by 200 famishing
  mortals.  At 10 the Battalion paraded
  for instruction in saluting, and for orders. 
  In the afternoon Divine Service was held at the U.E. Loyalist
  Cemetery, under the shade of the beautiful trees, where, standing above the
  ashes of patriots and martyrs, the Rev. R. S. Forneri preached an admirable
  sermon upon the text, “Fear God and honor the King.”  The preacher developed the idea that those
  upon whose labours we have entered had not merely been willing to die
  for their country, but that they had lived for their country;  and he hoped that the young soldiers before
  him would follow in their footsteps, and be governed by their principles.    The camp is very orderly. Sentries are
  duly posted, and the strictest discipline is maintained.  On Sunday evening Mr. Watson, Dr. Canniff,
  Mr. P. F. Canniff, of London, and others, dined with the officers, who are
  expected to entertain largely on Monday, when thousands of people will fill
  the beautiful grounds.  Arches, stands,
  booths, tents, flagstaffs, without number, have been erected by the enterprising
  promoters of the celebration, which with fine weather must prove a grand
  success, as such a memorial deserves to be.    Notes of a quiet stroll among the graves
  of the old cemetery (which is never closed) may not be uninteresting to your
  readers, many of whom boast the same loyal stock, the same historic
  associations.  There are many nameless
  graves, with only a moss covered, wooden, undecipherable slab to mark where
  lie some of nature’s noblemen.  There
  are others whose inscriptions time has not yet wholly effaced and which ,
  bear witness to the religious sentiments and also to the longevity of the old
  Loyalists.   One is
  sacred to the memory of MARY
  RICHMOND ALLISON Born July
  , 1745 (O.S.) died October, 1840 Another is
  simply marked “GONE
  HOME” There is
  another in memory of  JOSEPH
  HUFFNAIL, Died in
  his 83rd year, being the son of a U.E. Loyalist,
  retained his loyalty to the British  Crown to
  the end of his life and below
  this is cut: Jane, his
  wife. “Our
  bodies lie beneath the sod, Our
  spirits gone to live with God.” Another
  stone bears the following “Jane,
  wife of Willet Casey, died 1856, in her 93rd year.” On another
  we read that “Henry Hover, departed this life August, 1812, aged 79 years.” Another
  stone perpetuates the memory of AMY A.
  ROBLIN                 Born 1801
  -  My dear
  companion now is gone  and I am
  left to grief and pain,  but if in
  Christ I follow on, In Heaven
  we soon will meet again. On the
  modest tomb of a young man hard by we read: -  “Tis hard to die so young, just verging On
  manhood’s happy joyous days. To die
  when hopes our feet are urging, When life
  is bright as summer’s rays.” But the
  oldest of all I could find is the following: Here lies
  entombed HANNAH
  VANDUSEN Who
  deceased March 8th, 1791. 
  She was the 1st wife of Conrad VanDusen,
  and faithfully discharged the duties of a companion, a parent and a citizen.    May Belleville’s women merit like eulogy.    As I write the camp is quiet and
  silent.  Nothing is heard save the
  sentry beat and the sonorous and somnolent trumpeting of multituduous
  frogs.  The college company is expected
  in the morning.  More anon. W. N. P. |