d, all in what is at
present the back of the house, the rear of the building being the front,
facing the river, down to which ran the gardens.

It may be that the moonlight cast on these panes the shadow of the noble
Sir Jeffrey Amherst, in his red coat, as looking out over the river he
may have seen the smoke of the fire lighted by de Levis, where he burnt
his colours rather than let them fall into the hands of the English.

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HEROES OF THE PAST.

On the river bank below the Chateau, tradition says, was the spot
trodden by Jacques Cartier, who gave the river its name. Born at the
time when all Europe was still excited over the tales of Columbus'
adventures, he left the white cliffs and grey docks of St. Malo, where
he had learned the sailor's craft, to search for the western route to
the Indies.

A little higher up, less than a century later, Champlain, to push on
actively his operations in the fur-trade, built his fort, the name which
he then gave the spot, "_Place Royale_," being recently restored to it.
In his wanderings for the further pursuance of this object, he
discovered Lakes Ontario, Huron and Champlain.

Being betrothed to a twelve year old maiden, Helene Bouille, the
daughter of a Huguenot, he named the island opposite the city, which
lies like a green gem among the crystal waters, Helene, in affectionate
remembrance of her who, at the end of eight years, was to join him in
his adventurous life.

The winding length of quiet, old St. Paul street, then an Indian trail,
following the course of the river through the oak forest, must often
have known the presence of this picturesque warrior in his
weather-beaten garments of the doublet and long hose then in vogue.
"Over the doublet he buckled on a breastplate, and probably a back
piece, while his thighs were protected by cuisses of steel and his head
by a plumed casque. Across his shoulders hung the strap of his
_baudolier_ or ammunition box, at his side was his sword, and in his
hand his arquebuse. Such was the equipment of this ancient Indian
fighter, whose exploits date eleven years before the Puritans landed,"
among the grey granite hills of New England.

He was an armourer of Dieppe, who, though "a great captain, a successful
discoverer and a noted geographer, was more than all a God-fearing,
Christian gentleman." He was more concerned to gain victories by the
cross than by the sword, saying:--"The salvation of a soul is of m