I’m in the middle of a book called Away by Jane Urquhart. It is a fiction, but includes facts about how choices were made to stay in Ireland, or go to Canada. Most of the time, the choices were made for them by their landlords. It also tells of superstitions and how one village copes with a young woman who has gone “away” when an unknown dead man washes ashore. The girl is found lying on the beach beside him with her arm across his chest and thereafter composes songs to him. Historically, it includes the landing at Grosse Isle, Quebec, and the ships that went on to Picton, Ontario, and Belleville and what happened to them in the new land.