. . . . . . Emigration to Lower Canada has never yet had a fair chance, or that support or protection that naturally leads to favourable results. The French language is certainly a drawback to the stanger on first arrival in this Province. Hitherto few of the new and desirable part of the emigrants find their way into the interior of the Province, and those that do are generally men that have loitered a year or two about Quebec as servants or labourers, and persons connected with rafting timber or shantys, and who are by no means a healthy class to form new settlements. In point of fact the strange settlers on arrival at Quebec, were perfectly adrift without a pilot to guide their steps, or render any authorized disinterested advice, and in many cases they never had the opportunity afforded them of putting their feet on shore — The ship runs to the ballast ground (distant on the south side of the river about two miles from Cul-de-Sac,) and the anchor is hardly let go when a number of steam-boat agents and sailor crimps flock on board, their object it is unneccessary to illustrate . . * . . ; Lower Canada is represented as a mere desert, sure starvation, &c. the credulous stranger believes every word, and while the dialogue is going on, the hatches are opened, baggage hoisted out, and in a few hours the poor emigrant finds himself crammed on the deck of a steam boat on his route to Montreal, expecting that on his arrival there all will be well. When arrived, a similar scene takes place with boatmen from Ogdensburgh, waggoners from St. John, &c. &c. and without time to reflect, and bewildered with the novelty around, the poor fellow is hurried on step by step as long as his money lasts, when not infrequently sickness ends his troubles, and if not after reaching perhaps Ogdensburgh or Kingston in a miserable batteau or Durham boat, and finding his resources nearly exhausted in trying to find verified the disinterested advice received on the route, he struggles into the States truely disgusted and disappointed with his Canadian reception.
This is a true picture, it has occured every year and so long as it is permitted to exist, and aided by the indifference and I may almost say the impossibilty for the stangers finding even the way to obtain a location in Lower Canada, without first expending more time and money than double the value, may we chiefly attribute to a great degree the trifling settlement of Emigrants from the United Kingdom hitherto in this Province, and not from any objection or predetermination to the contrary on their part. . . † . . ; The voluntary emigrant on to Quebec is by no means that of paupers, the original destination of a portion of them are generally for the back part of Pennsylvania, Ohio, &c. being the cheapest route, the greater number are industrious, loyal, farming families, possessed of means which would, if properly directed, establish themselves in the country, but from the causes already alluded to, their hard earned gatherings are flitted away without their being permitted to render any lasting advantage to the Province, or they themselves becoming good subjects, thus by a want of arrangement and I fear occasionally over zealous prejudices, are thousands of valuable settlers forced over the lines to enrich and augment rapidly the increasing power of our ambitious neighbours. It is worthy of note that 29,000 settlers arrived at Quebec in the years 1827 and 1828, and I do not believe out of the whole number, 100 families have taken up lands in this Province ; this I should consider is of itself a sufficient proof that something is wrong, that some measure is wanted. — . . . . . .

Remarks by a correspondent of the Herald.
. . * . . This last season I have known of steam-boats meeting the ship off Orleans and in fact entering the passengers before their arrival at Quebec, a little collusion with the Captain easily gets the maintopsail laid aback to deaden the ships' progress, until the emigrants and their baggage are secure ; hence arises in addition to other strong reasons, the absolute necessity of some legislative protection against such abuses as I had the honour to submit on a former occasion, when giving evidence in relation to the proposed Emigrant Hospital.
. . † . . The repeated delays and disappointments which emigrants have experienced, soon become the subject of remark among themselves and no doubt is often communicated to their friends in the United Kingdom to the great prejudice of settlement in the country.

Shipping Intelligence.—
Nailer and Ariadne sailed from Greenock before Rebecca. No vessels loading to sail after her. Endeavour, with general cargo, was to leave London on the 20th of April.
123 vessels have arrived in port since the opening of the navigation.
The Trio brought up Captain Carr and eleven men of the brig Joseph, wrecked at the Bird Islands. The Joseph sailed from Liverpool for Quebec, 17th April, with general cargo for Montreal, addressed to Mr. Amner — was totally lost with her cargo on the 13th May, by striking a hidden rock at the Bird Islands. All hands saved, but the vessel went down in fifteen minutes after striking.

The New Swiftsure arrived this morning, reports the arrival at Quebec of the Captain of the Horatio from Liverpool, which he had left some miles below.

The process of Emigration in this quarter appears to have commenced with renewed alacrity. The vessels that have left our port lately for North America, have all exhibited on thier decks a numerous compliment of passengers. Amongst them we have observed both males and females of every age, and of various classes of society.— They all seem to evince an eagerness to quit the country of their birth, and, judging from their countenances, we should say that not one in a hundred feels any regret upon that score ; though it is more than probable the observation of the poet " Nescio qua natale solum. " &c. may be verified some few years, perhaps months hence. That some amongst them may have formed a very inadequate notion of a voyage in search of wealth and independence to the northern extremity of the New World is evident from the following anecdote, upon the truth of which our readers may rely :— On Tuesday morning last the Triton sailed from this port for Quebec, with a full share of passengers. The wind was unfavourable for getting down the Humber, and she was consequently beating about for several hours. An old woman, who, on the ship's leaving the harbour, had retired below, in the course of the afternoon suffered her curiosity to get the better of her terrors, and ventured on deck, the first object that attracted her attention was Paul Church, which we may remark, for the enefit of our distant readers, is situated about eight miles down the river. She approached the pilot, and in a very strong East Riding dialect, accosted him with " Pray'ee, honey, is that ' Mericky ?'" " No, not yet mother," was the answer. " Why, bairn," rejoined the old lady, " I whoap it be'ant much further, or me an' my owd man 'il gang back again, for I nivver wur sae sick o'naught i'my whoal life! " —Hull Packet