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In another edition of his narrative Cadillac says that Madawaska lake and river turn northward so those who journey from Acadia to Quebec go across the portage from the lake to the River St. Lawrence, opposite Tadoussac.
Your Great Spirit may be right for you white men, but for me he speaks like a child. When my man calls me I shall go." She dropped her eyes, wrapped her blanket closer, and went away. I did not follow her. She had as sound a right to her belief as I to mine. And what was my belief? The sun was at the horizon, and I went to Cadillac. "You hold council to-morrow?" "Yes, to-morrow morning."
He is best out of the way, and, though I see nothing to mistrust in the man, I shall feel better if he goes east while the Senecas go west." "How will you send him?" "To Montreal with an escort of Ottawas. From there he can make his own way." I looked down. "Madame de Montlivet may wish to go at the same time. You must arrange for her also if she wishes." Cadillac shrugged.
I had married a woman, yes, but also I had married a poet and a dreamer and a will incarnate. It was such spirit as hers that would shape the destinies of nations yet to come. I laughed again, and the joy of life ran through me like delirium. "Come!" I cried to her. "Come, we will tell Cadillac that to-morrow we start for Montreal.
Five months later, fasting still continues, and it lasts until after the reign of Terror, not alone in the town, but throughout the department. "In the district of Cadillac, says Tallien, "absolute dearth prevails; the citizens of the rural districts contend with each other for the grass in the fields; I have eaten bread made of dog-grass."
Champlain, L'Escarbot, Denys, Biard, La Hontan, Cadillac and Charlevoix had described in glowing words the wealth of its attractions. It is worth while in this connection to quote the description which Lamothe Cadillac penned in 1693 just two hundred and ten years ago: River St. John. "The entrance of this river is very large.
I could understand them, at least. The camp is restless. Are they hungry?" Cadillac shrugged his shoulders. "Possibly. But it is not hunger that sagamité or maize cakes can reach. Would a taste of Iroquois broth put them in better condition, do you think?" I turned away somewhat sickened. "It is a savage remedy," I broke out.
She had never before said "husband" in my hearing. As soon as the door clicked behind Starling I went to her. I knelt and laid my cheek on her hand. "You are going to stay with me, Mary. You are my wife. You cannot escape that. It is fundamental. Patriotism is a man-made feeling. You are going to stay with me. I am going now to tell Cadillac." But I could feel her tremble.
Yet I knew that I must turn my face from it. "What do I say?" I repeated. "Nothing, monsieur, but that I am a trader, not a diplomat, and that to-morrow I must be on my way to the west. I will take your answer to the Huron. Monsieur, I hope you will sleep long and sweetly to-night. You will need a clear head to-morrow." Cadillac looked at me, and wagged his head.
And the reality which confronts the home seeker is usually more nearly true to the idealistic details than that which Governor Cadillac, wishing no doubt to discredit his predecessor, reported when he went to succeed Bienville for a time as governor: "I have seen the garden on Dauphin Island, which had been described to me as a terrestrial paradise.
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