“Pleasure canopied in lustful smiles meets and embraces exuberant Joy…the fascination dance goes merrily, and the libidinous waltz with its lascivious entwinements whiles in growing excitement, the swelling bosom and the voluptuous eye tell the story of intemperate revel…”
Thus spake our Canadian ancestors, while Confederation dogged their heels, no doubt tightening entwinements. This ball was described in an east coast newspaper from that time.
I call them dead people because that is what they are but then–oh then!–they were so darned alive.
Yammer about Confederation didn’t arouse interest in the Atlantic provinces, who were minding their own business and doing just fine without it thanks.
(About this purple prose one editor commented: “There are some desperate fellows in the Prince Edward Island press.”)
Yes, these revellers are several generations dead while we, who live, topple on the edge of a century and a half of Canada.
I love this quote for many reasons, not least because it was written by a fellow journalist from another world who stood to the side with a notebook in hand.
A pack of lies penned by a sexually frustrated man held back by the perils of conservatism.
Interest in genealogy grows with age and will soon explode with retired baby-boomers clicking madly on ancestry.com and with help from the Mormon stash.
And so, somewhere in this crowd of dead folk dancing, I hope, were our folk. And now these party-goers are several generations dead while we stand on the edge of a century and a half of Canada.
Ah, but most of our folk had yet to arrive to swear allegiance, to stand erect on looted land–right down to the name of our half-baked nation.
But stern and frightened expressions on posing faces back then suggest there wasn’t quite so much jollity. Nursing, not heaving, bosoms with babes-in-arms and bellies lift their skirts and swollen ankles past monster cedar stumps, hoping they, or their small children, won’t die.
Meanwhile, in the comfort of my brick home in Upper Canada, I tap on the doors at ancestry.