Our Little Quebec Cousin

she would like to take her pupils on a sight-seeing tour about the city of Montreal, so that th

e Mary sitting beside her mother in one of the front seats. Her hair was braided ex

e car to get seats near their chum. "We are to study with our eyes

by The Dupuis Freres, where all the clerks were French, and all the signs read in that language; she was armed with a long list of

other, in her soft French accent, "If Madame would trust her little girl to me, I would select the hat at Goodwears Departmental, as we have a message there to change some boots for George; and I recently purchased these sailor hats the

ld could be her mother's guide and she would see for herself all the wonderful things she had heard her neighbors discuss as they walked home from mass each Sunday. So she drew from her petticoat pocket a huge wallet and thrusting a bill in Miss Anstruther's hand burst into a volley of French directed to her o

ther, "so I beg you all to keep with me, for Madame's ad

nds being done, they set out for the Chateau de Ramezay in a cab. Their way lead down a steep hill, past The Windsor Hotel and Dominion Square. In this square Oisette found another statue to admire. This one was the bronze figure of a horse rampant and a figure of a Canadian soldier was

urned into "Rue Notre Dame" for here she was more at home and able to tell her little friends more about the narrow streets that lead down to the river; how it was possible in olden day

pyramids of ancient cannon and cannon balls. The door, with its curious kno

ism of modern improvement and is a genuine relic of the old Régime in New France. Though only a story and a half high, the Norman turrets on either corner of the building add to

660, about eighteen years after Maisonneuve planted the silken Fleur-de-Lys of France on these shores. Somewhere about 1700 a part of this land was acquired by Claude de Ramezay, when he cam

ety which has this building in its keeping. There were buckles once the property of some gay French chevalier-there were bones of a young Indian maiden discovered when builders on the mountainside were excav

d some curious candelabras and other furnishings of an early period. This salon was where Madame de Ramezay entertained her friends from France. How strange must these gayeties have seemed to the dweller of the wigwam as the lights from the chateau shone out into the night! Once, long,

in their powder and patches and hair dressed a la Pompadour as they danced a mi

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a half for

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the visitors' book where every o

these two rooms they were ushered down a long flight of stairs,

dry of the great chateau, the fireplaces wer

ne and a mammoth brick oven, where twenty loaves of bread could be baked with one fi

over closely barred windows. This, it is said, was where the family, the guests and all the servants had sometimes to hide from t

uniform, and it is possible that from his garden he looked out over the river toward St. Helen's Island and watched the

ontinental army of America, and Commissioners met in the council chamber

n the old vaults he set up the first printing-press that

nd for a time some famous Americans, and nowadays tourists from all nations come to see its contents. It is the grandest relic of an illustriou

, for they wished to reach the Grey Nunnery on the stroke of twe

reets it made the children all laugh to hear "Guy-Gee-Guy-Grey Nunnery for you, Madame." This convent, so called from the dress of its community, was founded in 1692, when Louis Fourteenth granted power to establish general hospitals and other institutions for the relief of the sick and aged

ntrance is the inscription-"Mon père et ma mère m'ont abandonne, mais le seigneur m'a recivelli." The governess read this

parents have deserted them, there are older boys and girls, orphans, there are sick and aged old men and women, there a

two, and recite the stations of the Cross in a low monotone. Often some nun with a very beautiful voice sings an anthem. When the servic

are play rooms for the tiny tots. Here some of the older children line up and sing for the visitors and are quite ready to receive coins or candies. There is one room wher

e fingers making wax flowers, w

: "Why, I smell Gregory's mixture!" In a tiny room there was a dental chair, in which was seated a young orphan, and a nun was busy

fé on that same street, and there, in a delightful out of door garden, they sat at a small table with the lovely blue sky above them and flowers all about them, and a

s wife, who was a French Helen somebody-and Victoria Bridge built when the late King Edward was a boy of eighteen and he came out here on a tour, and stopped to drive the last rivet in this bridge, and the location of Dollard's

gh, it was Monsieur Tremblent, and he, too, was amazed to behold his little girl in a new white sailor hat. Miss Anstruther explained how Oisette happened to be with them, so he took a great interest in their plans, and after consulting with his party found he could put a

reparing for the priesthood, but one reason of their visit was to see the two stone towers in the grounds which were built in very early times and remain standing in an excellent state of preservation. One of these old towers was used as a chapel for the Indian mission and the other as a school. A tab

Parkman's history about this same Rev. Père de Brebeuf, who was

ress of the mountains," and died in 1695, when but twenty-eight years old. Above the door of the western wing

21 and named from its founder the Honorable James McGill. Then, just a little further on, is the Royal Victoria college for women, donated by Lord Strathcone, and a beautiful statue of Queen Victoria orn

teresting places. Near the Place d'Armes stood the house of Sieur du Luth, from whom the city of Duluth was named, and west of St. Lambert hill wa

old, John Jacob Astor all lived for some time in Montreal, and all had something to do with the making of its his

real,-there are also crumbling remains of a fortified chateau nearby and there is a well-founded legend that the old chimney attached thereto was built by Samuel de

e Lord Sydenham-and for very many years an Indian pilot took the wheel and steered the course over treacherous rock and reef. From very early

tory of the Massacre of Lachine, but he had forgotten that it happened in 1689. It was in the summer of that year that the Iroquois descended upon this little ha

ile and boarded the steamer to shoot the rapids-they got right in the bow of

o not have a whole day's outing, and when at last she was home again and tried to tell her mother