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Updated: June 19, 2025
The green of tender grass and young wheat was of a ravishing delicacy, even the dun woods borrowed something from the azure of the sky. Francois came down in the morning looking a different man, in clothes borrowed from Da'Be and Esdras, and after he had shaved and washed Madame Chapdelaine complimented him on his appearance.
"The soil is good but one must battle for it with the forest; and to live at all you must watch every copper, labour from morning to night, and do everything yourself because there is no one near to lend a hand." Mother Chapdelaine ended with a sigh.
Alexandre. Mlle. Yvonne and M. Dubroca, M. Castanado, and Mme. De l'Isle. Then in the rear car his alarmed eye picked out Beloiseau and Mlle. Corinne, with Cupid between them; Mmes. Dubroca and Castanado, especially the latter; and then, oh, then! Behind the smaller woman a vacant seat and behind the vaster one Aline Chapdelaine. "You've heard?" cried M. De Elsie, slowing to the curb.
"Did you picture it to yourselves as you have found it," Chapdelaine persisted, "the country here, the life?" "Not exactly," replied the Frenchman in a low voice. "No, not exactly ..." And a shadow crossed his face which brought from Ephrem. Surprenant: "It is rough here, rough and hard!"
Chapdelaine seated himself that evening on the door-step for his smoke; a stirring of memory brought the remark "Franc will soon be passing. He said that perhaps he would come to see us." Maria replied with a scarce audible "Yes," and blessed the shadow hiding her face. Ten days later he came, long after nightfall.
An evening indeed to be remembered! "There! You are forever saying that we are buried in the woods and see no company," triumphed her husband. "Count them over: eleven grown-up people!" Every chair in the house was filled; Esdras, Tit'Be and Eutrope Gagnon occupied the bench, Chapdelaine, a box turned upside down; from the step Telesphore and Alma Rose watched the mounting smoke.
Just as they reached land a cake of ice tilted beneath their weight and sank, leaving a space of open water. Samuel Chapdelaine turned about. "We are the last to cross this year," said he. And he halted the horse to breathe before putting him at the hill. After following the main road a little way they left it for another which plunged into the woods.
Henceforth must she forget that once it had shone upon her path, and grope through the dark with faltering steps. Chapdelaine and Tit'Be were smoking in silence by the stove; the mother knitted stockings; Chien, stretched out with his head between his paws, blinked sleepily in enjoyment of the good warmth.
"Mr. Chester Mlle. Chapdelaine. Mr. Chester my Aunt Yvonne." Never had the niece seemed quite so fair in face, dress, figure, or mental poise. She wore that rose whose petals are deep red in their outer circle and pass from middle pink to central white and deepen in tints with each day's age.
Close to the wall two lighted candles stood on chairs; one of them set in a large candlestick of white metal which the visitors to the Chapdelaine home had never seen before, while for holding the other Maria had found nothing better than a glass bowl used in the summer time for blueberries and wild raspberries, on days of ceremony.
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