Burning of The Parliament Buildings in Montreal

The burning of the Parliament Buildings in Montreal occurred on the night of April 25, 1849, and is a crucial event in the development of the Canadian democratic tradition. The St. Anne's Market building lodging the Legislative Council and Assembly of Canada was burned down by Anglo-Protestant rioters in retaliation for the Rebellion Losses Bill while the members of the Legislative Assembly were sitting in session.

Read more about Burning Of The Parliament Buildings In Montreal:  Parliament Moved To Montreal, Economic Crisis, Rebellion Losses Bill, Mob Attacks Parliament, Damages, First Series of Arrests, Continuation of Violence Until May, Case Before Westminster, Second Series of Arrests, Capital Moves To Toronto

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