We arrived in Toronto's town market on Saturday December second. After two days of travel from our home in Sydenham Township just west of belleville. My older brother George an I had come to the market to sell our goods: apples, potatoes, salt pork & pies and cakes mother had just baked. We came to the Toronto town market because father said most of the folks around here paid in cash, and we needed that in case the rumours of the rebellion shut the banks for a while.
We did well at the market, selling almost all of our goods in two hours. George let me run off through the town for a bit to check it out, there were people rioting about government and the rebellions. A fight broke out and a wagon rolled off heading towards the lake, I chased after it, along with other men and we reached it before it disappeared into icy waters.
The rebels' leader Mackenzie thanked me for putting up a fight and coming to his rescue, I was proud of myself.
When I arrived back to where I had left George in the Market he didn't want to here my story, it was getting late. I thought we were heading home now but apparently George had some business to do before he left Toronto. He had specific instructions to leave him there and head up to Montgomery's Tavern and he would meet up with me later. If he never showed up, I was supposed to start home.
(picture of W.L. Mackenzie fromhttp://sophiebury.ca/ocanada/wp-content/uploads/2009/08/wl-mackenzie.jpg)
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