The Man, The Legend, TECUMSEH!

Tecumseh by Paul Reaume


Height: Unknown – approx. 6′

Tecumseh was born somewhere in modern-day Kentucky around the time of the American Revolution. As Shawnee legend goes, on the night he was born a comet streaked across the heavens. Tecumseh means “the cougar which leaps across the sky” and is their term for a comet. It meant that a great leader had come to unite their people against annihilation at the hands of the “Longknives!”

His youth was rife with warfare with and against against the whites and diseases like smallpox. These tragedies forced his family to move back to Ohio, their ancestral homeland. Tecumseh was well educated and could speak and was literate in English. However, losing his father and older brother to the Americans made him leery of western culture and the United States in particular.

Tecumseh wanted nothing less than a permanent nation-state for his people and was willing to fight for it but had no wish to harm innocents and did not engage in the wanton slaughter of civilians or the enemy. He found the means to this goal in the most unlikely place, his worthless alcoholic younger brother Lalawethika. Lalawethika’s transformation into the prophet enabled him to entice the other tribes into banding together against the USA allowing him to revitalize the dream of those who came before such as the great Cornplanter or Pontiac or even Joseph Brant.

Windsor has a monument

celebrating the 1812 capture of Detroit? Where?!?!?

This unassuming monument is actually on Sandwich Street in Windsor directly across the street from the Water Reclamation Plant, hidden under two trees. I mentioned this on an 1812 group on facebook and in reply was asked by someone to find photos. Challenge accepted! I took to task and quickly got over there, held my breath and took some photos (below). The kind woman from Tecumseh MI, told me it was a shame that the monument was there and that no one sees it due to it’s unfortunate location. It really is! Should we not be more proud of this achievement?

As someone who has lived in Windsor most of my life, I had always heard about the Capture of Detroit but not the details like being out-numbered three to one. Brock and Tecumseh used subterfuge and guile to misrepresent their low numbers and disposition. Fort Mackinaw in the north was captured a week before followed by Tecumseh completely surrounding Detroit with victories supported by the British at the first four engagements of the war in order: River Canard, Turkey Creek, Brownstown and Maguaga. Hull the ordered the invasion and now here he was surrounded. History is a little hard on Hull sadly for his surrender but do ya blame him? Across the street from a waste water plant makes a little more sense now. That must have been what Hull’s quarters smelled like on Aug. 16 1812…

The smelly plant
Dave Rocha and the monumentThe Capture of Detroit!

Plaque text:

“Confident of victory, General Hull had invaded Canada in July 1812, but failed to take advantage of his early success and the demoralization of the defenders. Fear of the Indians then rallying to the British cause and an inability to maintain supply lines dictated Hull’s withdrawal to Detroit. In a daring move on 16 August General Brock embarked his troops at McKee’s Point, crossed the river and forced the surrender of the Americans. This important victory raised the spirits of the Canadians and ensured the continuing support of their Indian allies.”

Isaac Brock

Issac Brock
Height: 6′ 2″
Rank: Major-General attached to the 49th Regiment of Foot, Commander of the Forces of Upper Canada
Birthday: October 6th, 1769
Birthplace: Guernsey, Channel Islands, United Kingdom
Knighted as Sir Isaac Brock Knight, Companion of the Order of Bath at on October 10th 1812 at London, In absentia by King George IV of England
Died in Action at the Battle of Queenston Heights, October 13, 1812

Born in Guernsey, the front lines of the centuries old wars with France, the son of a naval officer and charismatic leader did not want to be in Canada but he did what he set out to accomplish nonetheless. He served his King in the manner befitting his station. Sir Isaac Brock achieved the glory he sought martyring himself…

Arriving in Canada in 1804, Brock was initially garrisoned at Montreal and though he longed to be in Europe to begin the face off against the newly minted “Emperor of France”, Napoleon the First, more pressing matters required his attention. Soldiers were deserting to the fledgling United States in droves, many seeing that as an escape from being forced to fight France in the upcoming war.

Despite mutinies and desertion, Brock managed to restore order through this charisma, tough discipline and an ability to inspire and as a reward was promoted to full Colonel in 1806 and then Brigadier General in 1807. This was quite unusual for someone of Brock’s age, station and lack of formal education. He was very well read and knew much about military strategy, ancient history and the arts.

Through sheer will, determination and a heavy dose of foresight, Brock had completed improving fortifications across Upper and Lower Canada. By the time of the declaration of war in June of 1812, newly promoted Major-General Isaac Brock was ready. From the capture of the Cuyahoga Packet, he had Hull’s battle plan and made appropriate preparations to surround and capture his entire army at Detroit before he had a chance to cross the river.

After briefly occupying Sandwich and retreating back to the safety of Fort Detroit, Hull was then surrounded by the combined forces of Brock and Tecumseh. Hull surrendered his entire army the next day following a short bombardment that killed several of his officers. He was knighted in London for his actions at Detroit. He never found out as he was killed in action at Queenston heights fending off a second invasion attempt only three days after his knighting. The American cannons at Fort Niagara fired a salute honouring him immediately after returning there in defeat. He died the Savior of Upper Canada and was buried immediately at Fort George along with his aide-de-camp, John MacDonnell who were both martyred on October 13, 1812.

Tecumseh on the Hunt

While attending the Kids Read Comics Convention, I was able to put some good time into a new page of artwork for Tecumseh: A Heroic Tale of War and Shattered Dreams.  This image shows Tecumseh deep in the woods hunting rabbit for his tribe.  As the picture came together, I found myself appreciated it more and more.  I’m really happy with how the layout of the picture came together, Tecumseh’s stance, and the layers of trees and foliage I was able to include.

At one point I look at Dave and said, “I’m afraid to do any more work on this picture, I don’t want to screw it up!”.

So happy are we with the finished pencils for this page, we’ve decided that we’re are going to have a limited run of prints made of it for sale.  So far we have already spoken to Scott at Paper Heroes, who is always happy to help local projects.  So stay tuned for more information, and be on the look out for our first limited art print available to the public!


The Red Haired Man, Pages 1-4 – New Page!

The Red-Haired Man
by Dave Rocha
based on the events of the War of 1812

Today I received a letter from the main office of my employer, The Upper Canada Gazette, based in the provincial capital at York. It was good to be away from the capital doing “field work”, but this is the letter that changed everything.

Up until today I was just a gopher and occasional field reporter for the UC Gazette. Today I became a WAR CORRESPONDENT! The letter stated that I was to attach myself to the 1st Essex and act as War Correspondent. The war was on and a defense strategy five years in the planning was about to be set in motion.

I was summoned to a meeting with the commandant of the 1st Essex, Colonel Matthew Elliott and I didn’t want to be late. Sandwich Street was nice and clean from a healthy spring downpour the night before. No doubt the rider that brought me my message got soaked to bring me the news.

The pristine house that billeted Elliott and the other officers was built just 7 years ago and looked majestic against the backdrop of the beautiful Detroit River. I knocked on the door and as expected a militia officer answered.

“I have a message for Colonel Elliott.”

The officer paused for about 3 seconds and then replied, “… and you are?”, motioning for me to enter.

“I’m the reporter for the Gazette that spoke with him earlier. I have a message from General Brock.”, I quickly answered.

From the next room I heard Elliott talking to someone in an “Indian” language and when I spoke the conversation stopped.

“Bring it here please Mr. Durocher, there’s someone here that would like to read that with me.” was Elliott’s reply.

My name was not Durocher but Da Rocha as said in my native Portuguese. I joined the 49th Regiment of Foot as a commissioned officer in the Azores when it first came over and they helped me perfect my English. I was to train with them here and when they finally got assigned to the liberation of Portugal and Spain from the tyrant Napoleon as General Brock dreamed of I would return home. That moment never came and I began to bore, resigning my commission and then moving to Montreal where I learned French. Before long the wanderlust hit me again and I moved to York being hired by the Gazette. That’s how I came to Sandwich being assigned to this backwater settlement. Given the large francophone population here I changed my last name to Durocher in an attempt to blend in.

Upon entering the room I saw that Elliott and an Indian dressed in his native garb were standing and involved in a serious discussion. The Indian scowled at me while Elliott opened and read the letter. His expression was grim at the start but changed to a smile. I had a feeling I knew was the coded message meant. Of course I had read it but being in code I did not understand the particulars. The gist being that the anticipated conflict had finally been passed in the United States and they had officially declared war. The second part had stated that some sort of plan is ready to be enacted and it was go time.

Elliott handed the letter to the Indian who apparently could read and also understood the code as he was now smiling too. The pair embraced and the Indian left scowling on the way out. Elliott sat and motioned for me to do the same.

“Durocher, I would like to re-activate your commission and assign you to an as of yet unnamed unit as a lieutenant. I want you to travel at once with some native interpreters and meet with the Red-Haired Man at Fort St. Joseph in the north.”

“In addition you are to take a small contingent of militia with you in case you encounter the enemy. Make no mistake we are now at war with the United States and our General wishes to strike first.”

“The people of Upper Canada deserve an accurate account of this epic conflict for survival so I will also be attaching an civilian artist to illustrate your journey. You must leave at once.”, and with that Elliott had me speechless.

I will do the British loyalists here proud by defending their land as tirelessly as the forces of the Duke of Wellington are doing for my people on the mainland of Europe. After packing one bag’s worth of supplies which mostly consisted of plenty of quills, ink, notebooks and grooming tools; I ran to the docks to board the HMS General Hunter which would be taking me to the location for a second briefing that would change my life forever.

The deck and crew of the Hunter were immaculate and ready for action. Each came to attention and saluted as I passed them on my way to the bridge. I nodded back with a smile to each and every one of those fine sailors. 1st Lt. Rolette the commander of the ship was conversing with Elliott as I did my best to visibly approach them without disturbing. Both men stopped talking and came to attention abruptly facing me. I also came to attention and announced, “Lt. Durocher reporting for duty.”

“At ease. Put down your stuff and come with us.” , Elliott replied, as both men descended to the lower deck. My bag hit the deck about the same time as I caught up to them both standing before a map detailing the plans for our opening moves of the war.

The men then went on to explain that the “Indian” I had met earlier was none other than Tecumseh himself. I really hate that term “Indian”, I have met Indians and these people were nothing like them. There was a rumor that the Governor of Indiana Territory, William Henry Harrison had once called him the “Napoleon of the West”. Not sure what that meant but as Napoleon was in control of most of Europe, Harrison clearly feared the man. That made him the perfect ally. I was extremely anxious to meet him and expressed that to Elliott and Rolette. They both shook their heads and Elliott explained the mission for me.

Major-General Brock and Tecumseh have both sent messages to this “Red Haired Man” instructing him to gather the warriors of the Northwest and capture Fort Michilimacinac in a sneak attack after the expected declaration of war. Whomever controls the Fort controls the fur trade and the Northern most terminus of the Mississippi River which is a valuable supply route.

They were outnumbered and out gunned but this crazy sneak attack might actually work if executed properly. War had already been declared on the and a dispatch from Brock had already been sent to “The Red-Haired Man”. That was the same message that Elliott and Tecumseh had received from me. It was go time for us as well and Elliott had chosen me and my illustrator to accompany some of Tecumseh’s warriors to assist or at least be able to report the result back here at Sandwich.

Our talk was interrupted when a call came out from the bridge, “Captain! Enemy ship off the starboard bow.”

Rolette ordered a warning shot fired and started pointing at people around the bridge which included myself and my journalistic illustrator Private Reaume. Reaume was much taller than I and was already attired in his green ranger coat as I was. The Captain then joined the selected men in one of the boats before lowered down to the river.

Excitement was building amongst the chosen men in the boat as we sailed towards the merchant vessel.
We then saw the name of the vessel as we approached, the men rowing with haste. Captain Rolette then addressed us as he handed out grapples and rope.

“Men we are about to claim this vessel in the name of the King, please represent yourself accordingly.”

“HUZZAH!”, we all replied as we let loose our grapples and began to board the CUYAHOGA PACKET.

As soon as we were all on deck their captain approached and addressed us, “What may we help you with this fine day gentlemen? I don’t believe that we are breaking any regulations. We are just a supply and mail ship carrying the ill and the band instruments of General Hull, new commander of the army of the northwest.”

Rolette whispered something to one of his men and with that the officers and the ill soldiers below decks were transferred to the Hunter. The captured men were very cooperative as they said very loudly that they would cooperate as long they were released once they cleared customs at Fort Malden.

Once they were gone with a puzzled look, I quietly asked Rolette why they thought they had to clear customs. Rolette explained to the boarding party that the crew and soldiers knew that war was coming but had not yet received word that it had been declared.

“You remaining sailors have been impressed into the service of His Royal Highness King George’s Royal Navy.”, Rolette commanded as some of the crew of the Hunter joined the new British sailors.

Reaume being a musician as well as an artist grabbed a commandeered bugle and began to play “God Save the King”. Several more crew members grabbed instruments and made some of the captured crew play along as both ships sailed to and moored at Fort Amherstburg.

I approached Reaume and enlisted his help in examining and cataloguing the captured booty. It took nearly all night but was well worth it. Shock and amazement abounded as we discovered that not only did none of the fighting men of American Northwest know that the war was on but we actually captured all of Hull’s personal mail including the detailed plan of invasion for the entire war!.

When we presented our findings to Rolette and Elliott at the fort, they both laughed out loud at our good fortune. General Brock would be informed at once. Reaume and I were in the meantime to meet with Tecumseh across the river to inform him of our findings and be briefed on our mission up north.

We wasted no time packing a canoe and crossing to the native camp at Bois Blanc Island directly across from the fort.
Upon arrival we were greeted by a British Ranger dressed in the standard green woolen tunic, cotton shirt and trousers. The ranger who had two horses by the reins for Reaume and myself came to attention and saluted us we approached him.

“Greetings sirs, my name is Sergeant Drouillard of 1st Essex and I have been assigned to you as your sergeant at arms for this mission and beyond.”

I spoke as I shook his hand, “ I’m Lieutenant first class Durocher and this is my second Ensign Reaume, it’ll be an honour working with you Sergean…”, I was interupted before finishing by a flying tackle by a redhaired native woman in full war-grab, wielding paired tomahawks. She managed to get astride me while putting her tomahawks away and proceeding to embrace me tightly before I recognized her.

“Aurelia!”, I managed to squeeze out of my winded body. I had been seeing a wealthy Sioux girl who operated a fur trading post in Detroit earlier in the spring. I couldn’t pronounce her Sioux name so I took to calling her Aurelia which is a latin name meaning made of gold which shows how much she meant to me. She had told me she was the mixed blood daughter of a Scottish fur trader and a Sioux woman and it dawned on me that perhaps she is related to this so-called, Red-Haired man.

The Sargent continued, “Aurelia who you have already met will be our guide, appointed by Tecumseh, to teach us how to survive, navigate and fight in this wild land. Two other warriors will join our merry band at Tecumseh’s council fire which we will escort you to now.”

We walked for about ten minutes through the woods till we reached a clearing with dozens of native tents assembled around a communal fire which was blazing almost 10 feet into the night sky. Also surrounding the fire were dozens of native warriors listening to a speech by none other than the great Tecumseh himself. Now that I had seen him again I think I may have had other run-ins with the great chief without knowing who he was. Not quite sure where or when yet but it was about to be painfully pointed out to me.

“Speaking of the Long Knife that will poison us and then slaughter us.”, Tecumseh targeted right at me.

“Believe me Sir, I am no Long Knife!”, I vehemently protested the characterization. Who was he to question my allegiance. “Rest assured Monsieur Tecumseh that I am assuredly NOT an American.”

“That is obvious by your accent, Frenchman. Tell me your story and I will share mine. Then and only then will I decide if you are welcome at my fire.”, the great Chief declared poignantly. I hesitated for a moment or two and perhaps with a little trepidation lest I risk offending this great man. Taking a deep breath I stilled my nerves and explained to him where I was from and the plight of my country in the face of subjugation by the French and liberation in progress by the Duke of Wellington on the Iberian peninsula where Portugal is located. He was intrigued by the story of the Royal Navy saving our as he would put it our great mother across the big water, Queen Maria I of Portugal by evacuating her and her court first to my birthplace, Terçeira in the Açores or Azores and then ultimately to Brazil in early 1808.

“I am sorry for calling you a Frenchman, your people were forced into the same situation as my people are facing here. Ally with the British or live under the rule of an invader? Why do you wear their uniform? Are you a slave of theirs now?”

“I am most certainly not. The British gave us arms and taught us how to use them and my newly liberated people are helping General Wellesley free the rest of Spain from the yoke of French tyranny and felt I could do my part here to help your people do the same.”

Rules for the Battle of Tippecanoe game!

Twisted Games – Muskets, Cannons and Ships System v1 Rules

Battle of Tippecanoe Scenario

Unit Card List – Big Cards

Command – American

William Henry Harrison – General – Governor of Indiana
John Parker Boyd – Brigadier General – Second-in-Command

Army Cards

George Rogers Clark Floyd – Major – Commander, Army of Indiana
William C. Baen – Major – Reserve Commander, Army of Indiana
1811 American Regular Infantry x 6
1811 Primary Reserve Infantry x 4

Joseph Bartholomew – Lieutenant Colonel – Commander, Indiana Militia
Luke Decker – Lieutenant Colonel – Commander Indiana Reserve Militia
1811 Indiana Militia x 3
1811 Indiana Reserve Militia x 4

Samuel Wells – Major – Light Dragoon Commander
1811 Kentucky Mounted Riflemen – Captain Frederick Geiger
1811 Indiana Mounted Riflemen – Captain David Robb
1811 Kentucky Militia Company – Captain Funk

Joseph Hamilton Daviess – Major – Dragoon Reserve Commander
1811 Indiana Militia Light Dragoons – Captain Benjamin Parke
1811 Indiana Militia Light Dragoons – Captain Beggs

28 Total US Unit cards and Tokens.

First Nations Command Card:

Tenskwatawa – The Prophet – no token “off-board character”

First Nations Army Cards:

John Norton – *British Major – Mohawk Warrior
1811 Mohawk Warriors
1811 Kickapoo Warriors x 4

White Loon – Wea War Chief
1811 Wea Warriors x 4
1811 Miami Warriors x 3
1811 Piankeshaw Warriors

First Nations Army Cards Continued:

Winamac – Potawatomi War Chief
1811 Potawatomi Warriors
1811 Ottawa Warriors
1811 Ojibwe WarriorsIf the
1811 Shawnee Warriors
1811 Wyandot Warriors

21 Total First Nations Unit Cards and Tokens.

* – John Norton is commander of The unofficial “British” forces which are dressed as Mohawk warriors (most are) at the Battle of Tippecanoe

Each of the above cards has a token for use on the game board.

Turn Order

In the Battle of Tippecanoe, First Nations troops fire first after being caught at the point marked with TC, indicating the Battle of Tippecanoe scenario – only the line positioned on that side can fire before the game starts. None of these units can move only take one shot at the defenseless Americans which are arming and forming lines as per normal. Play continues as normal with the First Nations force allowed to fire again along all fronts at the now armed and defend-able formations.

Every turn has three phases:

Phase one: Line Infantry movement and fire
Phase two: Charging Infantry
Phase three: Special Forces


Infantry move only one space.

Movement stops immediately for infantry when moving into a space adjacent to an enemy unit so they cannot charge through these spaces.

In order to fire a weapon, an ammo card must be expended

Infantry can fire at any enemy up to 2 spaces away (3 for rifles) at any target it’s firing arc which is the top side (indicated by an arrow on the token) and both adjacent sides on the hex to the left and right. Roll d20 and apply attack modifier including applicable modifiers from other sources such as commanders. Also subtract the terrain and defense modifier of the defender. 17 or higher is a hit and apply damage. If reduced to half the defending line breaks and flees (Remove token from board), if not the defense returns fire.

Charging Infantry

If charging move the infantry to close the gap (if necessary) and let the defending unit fire one shot first. Defender rolls d20 and applies the Unit’s defense against charge value (On unit card)

If the defense scores a hit (17 or higher), take appropriate damage, if lowered to more than half, the attacking unit breaks and flees. (Mark damage and remove attacking token). Natural 20 is always a plus 5 to the damage. Damage is indicated by a roll of d6 plus the damage modifier.

If the charge goes through, roll your attack as per normal using the charge attack as your modifier . If it’s a hit (17 or higher) roll damage using the charge damage modifier.

Phase three: Infantry Charges.

All moves must be done before firing.
Any Infantry unit that lies adjacent to another unit may charge
A charge is just a damage roll but defense gets a shot first.
If either side is reduced to half strength it breaks and flees
If the charging troops lose their nerve, the damage roll never happens,
After rolling charging damage, roll and apply hand-to-hand defense damage
If both sides survive the attack, charging infantry must retreat back to their original square.

If a mounted unit is charged, it may retreat one hex to avoid the charge.

Phase four: Special Forces Act

On this phase everything else the acting player has that has not yet acted goes now with any possible movement all happening before the first attack is resolved.

Cavalry and commanders units move and fire at the same time except snipers which cannot fire in the same round they move.

Resolve all attacks, snipers may target commanders within range and kill on roll of a natural 20.

Cavalry and commanders may move up to it’s full movement after a charge.
(Resolve charge just like Infantry Charges)

Winning the game: USA wins if the First Nations forces are destroyed or run out of ammo (They retreat). If Harrison dies at any point, the Americans will surrender immediately.

On This Day: February 27, 1812

That pesky Frame Breaking Bill makes it to the House of Lords where Lord Bryon makes the reading:

On February 27, 1812, the order of the day in the House of Lords was for the second reading of the Frame Work bill, known popularly as the Frame Breaking Bill. The bill made it a capital offence to destroy various frames. It also compelled persons in whose houses the frames were broken to give information to magistrates. Lord Byron gave his first speech in the House of Lords in opposition to this bill.

The bill was intended to deal with the Luddite rioting that had broken out among unemployed stocking weavers. The livelihood of these workers and artisans was being threatened by new forms of frames that enabled more than one piece of material to be knitted at a time. In general, workers were experiencing changing economic conditions that we broadly call the industrial revolution. There were also various economic difficulties caused by the disruption in economic activity as a result of the Napoleonic wars. Byron had observed some of the economic distress when he had visited his estate in Newstead in December of 1811 on his return from his travels in Europe and Turkey.

On This Day: February 26, 1812

Italian architect Cosimo Morelli passes away in French occupied Italy.

Morelli was the most prolific architect of the Papal States during the mid-18th century. He was knighted by Pius IX, thanks mostly to his relationship with the Roman curia and his ability to interpret and develop the tastes of his epoch. Under the tutelage of Pope Pius VII, Morelli built, renovated, and amplified numerous civic and religious buildings.

On This Day: February 25, 1812

Letter from Brock to Prevost

YORK, February 25, 1812.

I cannot permit Colonel M’Donnell to return home without giving your excellency a short account of our proceedings here. I had every reason to expect the almost unanimous support of the two houses of the legislature to every measure the government thought it necessary to recommend; but after a short trial, I found myself egregiously mistaken in my calculations.

The many doubtful characters in the militia made me anxious to introduce the oath of abjuration into the bill: there were twenty members in the house, when this highly important measure was lost by the casting voice of the chairman. The great influence which the numerous settlers from the United States possess over the decisions of the lower house is truly alarming, and ought immediately, by every practical means, to be diminished. To give encouragement to real subjects to settle in this province, can alone remove the evil. The consideration of the fees should not stand in the way of such a politic arrangement; and should your excellency ultimately determine to promise some of the waste lands of the crown to such Scotch emigrants as enlist in the Glengary Fencibles, I have no hesitation in recommending, in the strongest manner, the raising of a Canadian corps upon similar offers, to be hereafter disbanded and distributed among their countrymen in the vicinity of Amherstburg. Colonel M’Donnell being in full possession of my sentiments on this subject, I beg leave to refer your excellency to him for further information. The bill for the suspension of the habeas corpus, I regret to say, was likewise lost by a very trifling majority. A strong sentiment now prevails that war is not likely to occur with the United States, which, I believe, tended to influence the votes of the members; I mean of such who, though honest, are by their ignorance easily betrayed into error. The low ebb of their finances appears to stagger the most desperate democrats in the States, and may possibly delay the commencement of direct hostilities; but should France and England continue the contest much longer, it appears to me absolutely impossible for the United States to avoid making their election; and the unfriendly disposition they have for some years past evinced towards England, leaves little doubt as to their choice. Your excellency, I am sensible, will excuse the freedom with which I deliver my sentiments.

Every day hostilities are retarded, the greater the difficulties we shall have to encounter. The Americans are at this moment busily employed in raising six companies of Rangers, for the express purpose of overawing the Indians; and are besides collecting a regular force at Vincennes, probably with a view of reinforcing Detroit. Indeed, report states the arrival of a large force at Fort Wayne, intended for the former garrison. Their intrigues among the different tribes are carried on openly and with the utmost activity, and as no expense is spared, it may reasonably be supposed that they do not fail of success. Divisions are thus uninterruptedly sowed among our Indian friends, and the minds of many altogether estranged from our interests. Such must inevitably be the consequence of our present inert and neutral proceedings in regard to them. It ill becomes me to determine how long true policy requires that the restrictions now imposed upon the Indian department ought to continue; but this I will venture to assert, that each day the officers are restrained from interfering in the concerns of the Indians, each time they advise peace and withhold the accustomed supply of ammunition, their influence will diminish, till at length they lose it altogether.

I find that ever since the departure of Priest Burke from Sandwich, the £50 per annum paid from the military chest to that gentleman have been withheld, on what account I have not been able to ascertain. The individual at present officiating is highly spoken of; and as several gentlemen of the Catholic persuasion have applied to me to intercede with your excellency to renew the allowance, I presume to submit the case to your indulgent consideration.

On This Day: February 24, 1812


On February 24, 1812, Isaac Brock issued the following proclamation:

Proclamation. Province of Upper Canada

Isaac Brock, Esquire, President administering the Government of the Province of Upper Canada, and Major. General Commanding His Majesty’s forces with the same.

To all to whom it may concern: Greeting.

Whereas information has been received, that divers persons have recently come into this Province, with a seditious intent to disturb the tranquility of thereof, and to endeavour to alienate the minds of His Majesty’s Subjects from His Person and Government; I hereby require and enjoin the several persons authorized, to carry into effect a certain Statute, passed in the Forty-fourth year of His Majesty’s reign, intituled, “An Act for the better security this Province against all seditions attempts or designs to disturb the tranquillity thereof, to be vigilant in the execution of their duty, and strictly to enquire into the behaviour and conduct of all such persons as may be subject to the provisions of the said Act; I also charge and require all his Majesty’s Good and Loyal Subjects within this Province, to be aiding and assisting the said Persons, in the execution of the powers vested in them by the said Act.

Given under my Hand and Seal at Arms, at York, this Twenty-fourth day of February, in the year of our Lord One thousand Eight hundred and Twelve, and in the Fifty-second of his Majesty’s Reign.

Isaac Brock, President