Last Updated 2013
Ocupsyshun - Census Taker
"I am a sensus taker for the city of Bufflow. Our sity has groan verry fast in resent years & now in 1865, it has become a hard & time konsuming job to kount all the peephill. There are not many that kan do this werk, as it is nesessarie to have an ejucashun, wich a lot of pursons still do not have. Anuther atribeart needed for this job is god spelling, for meny of the pephill to be kounted can hardle speek inglish, let alon spel there names!" Hopefully this explains why you see your "names" spelt differently in some places.
The first 'national' census occurred in 1871, 4 years AFTER Confederation. There were only 5 provinces at the time: New Brunswick, Nova Scotia, Quebec, Ontario, and Manitoba. British Columbia joined later in the year (1867). Therefore, any census done prior to 1871 were done at the provincial level. In New Brunswick the years were: 1785, 1803, 1824, 1834, 1840, 1851, and 1861.
1921 Census Update Added August 2013
1861 Census for Charlotte County is available for purchase from the Charlotte Branch of the New Brunswick Genealogical Society, $25 US to go to USA, or $35 Canadian to go to Canada. Make check payable to NBGS-Charlotte Branch, c/o St. Croix Library, 11 King St., St. Stephen, NB E3L 2C1 - Added May 2005
1901 Census Map - added Oct 2004
Census Abbreviations - Here you'll find abbreviations used by enumerators in the census records. Added 8 June 2001
Canadian census questions since confederation The table indicates all questions asked in the Census of population conducted in Canada every five years since 1951. It indicates in which census (retrospective to 1871) each question was introduced, and in which of the censuses in the last 30 years the question occurs.
Census Enumeration Dates & Film Numbers - Find the dates that each census was enumerated as well as the film/roll numbers you need to order, eith from PANB, LDS, or Canadian National Archives. Updated 1 May 2002
1911 Census should be available by August 2005 Corrected July 2005
Directories: similar to what we know as City Directory, Hutchinson published them in and Lovell's were published in
The Census Taker
It was the first day of the census, and all through the land
The pollster was ready.. A black book in his hand.
He mounted his horse for a long dusty ride
His book and some quills were tucked close by his side.
A long winding ride down a road barely there
Toward the smell of fresh bread wafting through the air.
The woman was tired, with lines on her face,
And wisps of brown hair she tucked back in place.
She gave him some water as they sat at the table,
And she answered his questions as best she was able.
He asked of her children...yes, she had quite a few;
The oldest was twenty, the youngest not two.
She held up a toddler with cheeks round and red.
His sister, she whispered, was napping in bed.
She noted each person who lived there with pride,
As she felt the faint stirrings of the wee one inside.
He noted the sex, the color, the age...
The marks from the quill soon filled up the page.
At the number of children, she nodded her head,
And he saw her lips quiver for the three that were dead.
The places of birth she "never forgot."
Was it Kansas, or Utah? Or Oregon.. Or not?
They came from Lithuania, of that she was clear,
But she wasn't quite sure just how long they'd been here.
They spoke of employment, of schooling and such.
They could read some, and write some, though really not much.
When the questions were answered, his job there was done,
So he mounted his horse and he rode towards the sun.
We can almost imagine his voice loud and clear,
"May god bless you all for another ten years!"
Now picture a time warp, it's now you and me
As we search for the people on our family tree.
We squint at the census and scroll down so slow,
As we search for that entry from long, long ago.
Could we only imagine on that long ago day
That the entries they made would affect us this way?
If they knew, would they wonder at the yearning we feel
And the searching that makes them so increasingly real.
We can hear, if we listen, the words they impart
Through their blood in our veins and their voice in our heart.