ay, he it was who had brought it to pass. His daring
and energy had broken the spirit of the red man. In 1701 Callieres,
then governor of New France, held a great council at Montreal, which
was attended by representatives from all the Indian tribes of the West
as well as from the Iroquois. There, amid all the ceremonies of the
wilderness, the calumet was smoked and the hatchet was interred.

But the old warrior was then no more. On returning to Quebec from his
war against the Onondagas he had thrown himself into an active quarrel
with Champigny, the intendant, as to the establishment and maintenance
of French posts throughout the West. To the last Frontenac remained an
advocate of the policy which sought to place France in control {153} of
the Great Lakes and the Mississippi. Champigny complained of the
expense and the Jesuits lamented the immorality which life in the
forest encouraged among young men. It was an old quarrel renewed under
conditions which made the issue more important than ever, for with open
war between French and English it became of vital moment to control
points which were, or might be, strategic.

This dispute with Champigny was the last incident in Frontenac's stormy
life. It remains to the credit of both governor and intendant that
their differences on matters of policy did not make them irreconcilable
enemies. On the 28th of November 1698 Frontenac died at the Chateau St
Louis after an illness of less than a month. He had long been a hero
of the people, and his friendship with the Recollets shows that he had
some true allies among the clergy. No one in Canada could deny the
value of his services at the time of crisis--which was not a matter of
months but of years. Father Goyer, of the Recollets, delivered a
eulogy which in fervour recalls Bossuet's funeral orations over members
of the royal family. But the most touching valedictory was that from
Champigny, who after many differences had become {154} Frontenac's
friend. In communicating to the Colonial Office tidings of the
governor's death, Champigny says: 'On the 28th of last month Monsieur
le Comte de Frontenac died, with the sentiments of a true Christian.
After all our disputes, you will hardly believe, Monseigneur, how truly
and deeply I am touched by his death. He treated me during his illness
in a manner so obliging that I should be utterly devoid of gratitude if
I did not feel thankful to him.'

There is a well-known po