ns who
attacked them. Ephraim and his men were therefore received hospitably
on board, though the ship was so crowded that they had to sleep wherever
they could find cover and space for their bodies. The Catinats, too,
had been treated in an even more kindly fashion, the weak old man and
the beauty of his daughter arousing the interest of the governor
himself. De Catinat had, during the voyage, exchanged his uniform for a
plain sombre suit, so that, except for his military bearing, there was
nothing to show that he was a fugitive from the army. Old Catinat was
now so weak that he was past the answering of questions, his daughter
was forever at his side, and the soldier was diplomatist enough, after a
training at Versailles, to say much without saying anything, and so
their secret was still preserved. De Catinat had known what it was to
be a Huguenot in Canada before the law was altered. He had no wish to
try it after.
On the day after the rescue they sighted Cape Breton in the south, and
soon running swiftly before an easterly wind, saw the loom of the east
end of Anticosti. Then they sailed up the mighty river, though from
mid-channel the banks upon either side were hardly to be seen. As the
shores narrowed in, they saw the wild gorge of the Saguenay River upon
the right, with the smoke from the little fishing and trading station of
Tadousac streaming up above the pine trees. Naked Indians with their
faces daubed with red clay, Algonquins and Abenakis, clustered round the
ship in their birchen canoes with fruit and vegetables from the land,
which brought fresh life to the scurvy-stricken soldiers. Thence the
ship tacked on up the river past Mal Bay, the Ravine of the Eboulements
and the Bay of St. Paul with its broad valley and wooded mountains all
in a blaze with their beautiful autumn dress, their scarlets, their
purples, and their golds, from the maple, the ash, the young oak, and
the saplings of the birch. Amos Green, leaning on the bulwarks, stared
with longing eyes at these vast expanses of virgin woodland, hardly
traversed save by an occasional wandering savage or hardy
_coureur-de-bois_. Then the bold outline of Cape Tourmente loomed up
in front of them; they passed the rich placid meadows of Laval's
seigneury of Beaupre, and, skirting the settlements of the Island of
Orleans, they saw the broad pool stretch out in front of them, the falls
of Montmorenci, the high palisades of Cape Levi, the cluste
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