p.2 Puffing - It is a common remark that if newspaper puffs could raise a Town into importance, there would be no lack of means, but the truth is, puffing is so much at this time in fashion that they only create distrust. We were rather diverted with the following description of the preparations making for the approaching navigation from our neighbor the Chronicle. It certainly is lively, vivid, and encouraging, but any one who has seen what business is, would suppose the description he gives better adapted for Liverpool, Bristol, or New York, than Kingston on Lake Ontario. However, the prospect of Spring being close at hand, after the last severe Winter, is enough to exhilirate our spirits beyond their usual buoyancy, and perhaps nothing can be more delightful than to behold the beautiful sheet of water near our town again in motion, and the life and bustle caused by the arrival and departure of the Steam Boats.
"Our Waters are navigable, and the different wharves and landing places present an appearance of the most animating bustle, and energetic preparation imaginable. The scene is indeed exciting and delightful. The entire shore is thronged with perons employed on the different boats, each one of whom manages to assume more or less of the swagger, and strives to make his countenance express something of the importance and expectancy which inflate his bosom. The God of languor, if such an one there is, holds for the present no control over that part of the Town, and it is well that a beneficient providence exercises a fostering influence over the busy actors in that scene, else they would, from perpetual agitation and corrosion, become the mere wrecks of their former selves, and require to be laid up for the season. Such scampering and fuming we have not witnessed in many a day. One runs here, another there - one bustles, another storms - Captains, and Clerks, and Stewards, and gentlemen of enterprize, and men of all work, mingle, hurley burley, in delightful confusion, and if the reader wants a simile to assist him in forming an idea of the scene, let him fancy a swarm of bees issuing from their hive, burning with zeal, and raging for improvement."
The Winter still lingers with ice, and the Steam-boats are unable to proceed on their voyages up the Lake, being obstructed by the ice, although they have been down and up. On Saturday last the Traveller landed the members of our Assembly beyond Bath, on the ice, above a mile from the shore; they proceeded on Sunday in the Sir James Kempt.