The Young Seigneur Or, Nation-Making by Wilfrid Chateauclair
In the year One Thousand Eight Hundred and Seventy odd, about six years
after the confederation of the Provinces into the Dominion of Canada, an
Ontarian went down into Quebec,-an event then almost as rare as a
Quebecker entering Ontario.
"It's a queer old Province, and romantic to me," said the Montrealer with whom old Mr. Chrysler (the Ontarian) fell in on the steamer descending to Sorel, and who had been giving him the names of the villages they passed in the broad and verdant panorama of the shores of the St. Lawrence.
In truth, it is a queer, romantic Province, that ancient Province of Quebec,-ancient in store of heroic and picturesque memories, though the three centuries of its history would look foreshortened to people of Europe, and Canada herself is not yet alive to the far-reaching import of each deed and journey of the chevaliers of its early days.
Here, a hundred and thirty years after the Conquest, a million and a half of Normans and Bretons, speaking the language of France and preserving her institutions, still people the shores of the River and the Gulf. Their white cottages dot the banks like an endless string of pearls, their willows shade the hamlets and lean over the courses of brooks, their tapering parish spires nestle in the landscape of their new-world patrie.
"What is that?" exclaimed the Ontarian, suddenly, lifting his hand, his eyes brightening with an interest unwonted for a man beyond middle age.
The steamer was passing close to the shore, making for a pier some distance ahead; and, surmounting the high bank, a majestic scene arose, facing them like an apparition. It was a grey Tudor mansion of weather-stained stone, with churchy pinnacles, a strange-looking bright tin roof, and, towering around the sides and back of its grounds a lofty walk of pine trees, marshalled in dark, square, overshadowing array, out of which, as if surrounded by a guard of powerful forest spirits, the mansion looked forth like a resuscitated Elizabethan reality. Its mien seemed to say: "I am not of yesterday, and shall pass tranquilly on into the centuries to come: old traditions cluster quietly about my gables; and rest is here."
"That is the Manoir of Dormillière," replied the Montrealer, as the steamer, whose paddles had stopped their roar, glided silently by.
Impressive was the Manoir, with its cool shades and air of erect lordliness, its solemn grey walls and pinnacled gables, the beautiful depressed arch of its front door; and its dream-like foreground of river mirroring its majestic guard of pines.
"I knew," said Chrysler, "that you had your seigniories in Quebec, and some sort of a feudal history, far back, but I never dreamed of such seats."
"O, the Seigneurs[A] have not yet altogether disappeared," returned the Montrealer. "Twenty years ago their position was feudal enough to be considered oppressive; and here and there still, over the Province, in some grove of pines or elms, or at some picturesque bend of a river, or in the shelter of some wooded hill beside the sea, the old-fashioned residence is to be descried, seated in its broad demesne with trees, gardens and capacious buildings about it, and at no great distance an old round windmill."
[Footnote A: The old French gentry or noblesse]
"Who lives in this one?"
"The Havilands. An English name but considered French;-grandfather an officer, an English captain, who married the heiress of the old D'Argentenayes, of this place."
"Mr. Haviland is the name of the person I am going to visit."
"The M.P.?"
"Yes, he is an M.P."
"A fine young fellow, then. His first name is Chamilly. His father was a queer man-the Honorable Chateauguay-perhaps you've heard of him? He was of a sort of an antiquarian and genealogical turn, you know, and made a hobby of preserving old civilities and traditions, so that Dormillière is said to be somewhat of a rum place."
The Ontarian thanked his acquaintance and got ready for landing at the pier.
Chapter 1 THE MANOIR OF DORMILLIèRE.
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Chapter 2 THE YOUNG SEIGNEUR.
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Chapter 3 HAVILAND'S IDEA.
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Chapter 4 THE MANUSCRIPT.
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Chapter 5 CONFRERIE.
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Chapter 6 ALEXANDRA.
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Chapter 7 QUINET.
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Chapter 8 THE TOBOGGAN SLIDE.
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Chapter 9 ASSORTED ENTHUSIASMS.
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Chapter 10 THE ENTHUSIASM OF SOCIAL PLEASURE.
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Chapter 11 THE CAVE.
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Chapter 12 LA MERE PATRIE.
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Chapter 13 SOMETHING MORE OF QUINET
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Chapter 14 THE ENTHUSIASM OF LEADERSHIP.
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Chapter 15 THE LIFE OF LEADERSHIP.
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Chapter 16 A POLITICAL SERMON.
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Chapter 17 ZOTIQUE'S RECEPTION.
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Chapter 18 THE AMERICAN FRANCE.
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Chapter 19 A DISAPPEARING ORDER.
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Chapter 20 HUMAN NATURE.
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Chapter 21 CHEZ NOUS.
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Chapter 22 DELIVER US FROM THE EVIL ONE.
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Chapter 23 THE MANUFACTORY OF REFLECTIONS.
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Chapter 24 THE STATESMAN'S DREAM.
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Chapter 25 THE INSTITUTE.
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Chapter 26 THE CAMPAIGN PLAN.
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Chapter 27 THE LOW-COUNTRY SUNRISE.
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Chapter 28 THE IDEAL STATE.
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Chapter 29 JOSEPHTE.
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Chapter 30 GRANDMOULIN.
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Chapter 31 CHAMILLY.
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Chapter 32 AN ORATION UNDER DIFFICULTIES.
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Chapter 33 LIBERGENT.
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Chapter 34 MISéRICORDE.
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Chapter 35 BLEUS.
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Chapter 36 THE FREEMASON.
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Chapter 37 THE COURSE OF TRUE LOVE.
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Chapter 38 ZOTIQUE'S MISGIVING.
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Chapter 39 A CRIME!
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Chapter 40 THE PASSING OF THE HOST.
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