Our Little Quebec Cousin

ooms until eight o'clock if they chose and breakfast was furnished on board. But Monsieur Tremblent and Oisette were early risers and were among the first to walk dow

t; he could reach his mother's home more readily by walking one block in the lower town and then taking an elevator, which r

forests, and how with them as allies he led the French in many wars against the Iroquois, the most bloodthirsty of all Indian tribes; how he bore the welfare of his colony upon his heart to the very end, dying upon Christmas Day in 1635. He was buried close beside For

da, and Madame de Champlain had scarcely any companions of her own

ence as it widens to the sea. Here Monsieur Tremblent had a fine opportunity to point out to his little girl many things of interest; on the opposite shore was Levis, and from there one gets a trolley along the rive

iest spent all the money left by his mother's estate in importing a young artist who had just won a grand prize in Paris, and entertained him as his guest for three years, until the work was done, and his paintings are growi

whom she had not seen for several years, had grown smaller and thinner and wore a black lace cap on her head, but that her eyes were as

s, its tall, narrow windows; a house where one had breakfast in the basement, with windows on the street level, and received one's visitors in a

flight of narrow stairs. But here, again, the vie

Napoleon, and also a dog, another Carleau by the way, old and feeble now, sleeping most of h

flowered walls and much fancy work of colored worsteds, t

church bell rang for early mass until nightfall. Sometimes when he became too shrill, Madame would t

age. "It is the daylight saving bill for the

of Queen Victoria of England, and about the house are growing the most lovely old-fashioned flowers. Then, one Sunday afternoon, they took a long ride on the trolley and visited the shrine of St. Anne de Beaupré. Even before they left the tram car, Oisette espied the stone basilica on the top of a very p

sle with her father and saw the great statue in gold of the good St. Anne herself, and they were shown by the priest a sacred relic. This is a small glass box and in it rests a bone which the faithful believe is the wrist bone of the de

account of its foundation relates that some Breton mariners being overtaken by a very violent storm on the great St. Lawrence

miraculous cure. He was badly crippled with rheumatism, but as he worked on the building the pains all left him. Presently other cures followed and the shrine became renowned for miracles. It has been known for two and a

eds stay week after week, trying so hard to get help. Others are c

es, the most wonderful jewelery-watches, rings, bracelets-left behind by visitors who had been helped, and who wanted to leave some expres

au Frontenac, so he told Oisette if she would wait for him on the Terrace, he would afterw

this sunny spot, watched over by nurse maids, or fond mammas. There are always many tourists who come and go from the Chateau, whose great doors open on this historic spot. So, for a long time, Oisette was co

h could come to her family would be to have a sister a nun, or a brother a priest. But soldiers were men who killed

lon child?" she said. Oisette almost fell off from the bench in surprise. But she managed to nod her head. "Don't you remember me? I knew you at once. We have often gone out to your place af

art. "Oh, no," she said, "I love the convent and the

ggy sails away with his regiment. He is in camp now at Valcartier and we ride ou

, didn't like them, would be awkward. At this moment the band struck up "God save the King" to mark the close of its mor

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low lining. Father says I would look like a fried egg if I got into one of that color." Monsieur Tremblent had always liked this little girl when

eave word with them where she was going. At last, having found all the bedrooms empty, she went to the desk and wrote on a telegraph blank,-"Have gone to the

Sage knew well the English side of the story: how General Wolfe had climbed with his army up the steep cliff and surprised Montcalm on the Plains of Abraham and captured all of Canada for the English. So Monsieur Tremblent found it very interesting to listen to their comments as they walked about inside

, named from one of the earlier Governor Generals of Canada, the Earl of Dufferin, a most popular Irishman, who helped blend the two nationalities in a wonderful manner. A fascinating old curiosity shop in an old house that was once the town house of the Duke of Kent. She pointed out all the

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he French régime-Intendant means a "City Manager" of modern times. This wicked one's name was Bigot. At a time when food was very scarce indeed, and ships from France bringing provisions to her colony were delayed by wind and weather, Bigot gathered from poor farmers all the grain and food stuffs he could

stands. He decided also to gather grain and foodstuffs and to sell them at the lowest possible price to the poor. Naturally, when the Intendant found he was being undersold he was very angry, he tried in

he actual assassin escaped for a time, but the murdered man's son tracked him

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ers, who came to attend the ceremony of their two sisters taking the veil, which mean

short time during the siege of 1759; then it was relight

of the French Revolution; and generally supposed to be by great artists, such as Vandy

onvent to die, and was buried within the preci

ys in white, and never cease their prayers day nor night; every six hours they change vigils, but always,

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who had been Minister of State during the reign of King Louis XIV of France; in fact Grandma had said he was the true founder of the city of Quebec, for in 1627 he had revoked the Charter of De Caen, a Huguenot merchant, and had organized a company of one hundred associates, himself the head. The colonists were to be given l

uaint old furniture; a prie-dieu chair in Oisette's bedroom particularly took her fancy, the seat of this chair was very low, not more than a foot from the ground, and when lifted up reveale

ed. "In fact it was for years stored in my grandfather's barn under some hay, left there by an English officer who was recalled home. He told my

ut all that Madame was inclined to say about

which had been brought from France by the old Régime. The furniture of that day was the most magnificent of all the French period. A few examples of the work of Andrew Boule found

the poets of Canada have told and retold this true tale of a little French Canadian girl of fourteen, who was left one summer day

s fort. So she sent the two soldiers to the block house to guard the women and children of the estate, then she and her brothers under cover of the dusk prepared dummies and placed them behind the walls; then, to further deceive the sav

lley, brought a party of soldiers with him, expecting to find his home in ruins and his child

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