ONONTHIO: -
Aisten tiothi non8a [320] tisohon dekha hiatanonstati deson8a8en-dio
daskemion tesontamai denon8a ation datito8anens tesanonron-h8a nionde,
aon8a deson8a8endio de8a desakatade; a8eti desanon-ronk8anion datito8anens
chia ta skenrale the kiolaoutou8ison tothi chia hiaha a8eti dechienha
totinahiontati desten de sendete ataki atichiai a8eti alatonthara
deskemion ichionthe desten tiodeti aisten orachichiai.
Rev. Prosper Sa8atonen. The Memory Man. (Rev. Mr. Vincent, a chief's
son, then Vicaire at Sillery.)
Paul Tahourenche, 1st Chief. The Dawn of Day.
Maurice Agnolin, 2nd Chief. The Bear.
Francis Sassennio. The Victor of Fire.
Gaspard Ondiaralethe. The Canoe Bearer.
Philippe Theon8atlasta. He stands upright.
Joseph Gonzague Odt'o rohann. He who does not forget.
Paul Jr. Theianontakhen. Two United Mountains.
Honore Telanontouohe. The Sentry.
A. N. Montpetit Ahatsistari. The Fearless Man. - And others, in
all 23 warriors.
[Translation.]
"The chiefs, the warriors, the women and children of our tribe, greet you.
The man of the woods also likes to render homage to merit: he loves to see
in his chiefs those precious qualities which constitute the statesman.
"All these gifts of the Great Spirit, wisdom in council, prudence in
execution, and that sagacity we exact in the Captains of our nation, you
possess them all in an eminent degree.
"We warmly applaud your appointment to the exalted post of Lieutenant-
Governor of the Province of Quebec, and feel happy in taking advantage of
the occasion to present our congratulations.
"May we also be allowed to renew the assurance of our devotion towards our
august Mother, who dwells on the other side of the Great Lake, as well as
to the land of our forefathers.
"Accept for you, for Mrs. Caron and your family, our best wishes."
CHATEAU BIGOT.
ITS HISTORY AND ROMANCE.
"Ensconced 'mid trees this chateau stood -
'Mid flowers each aisle and porch;
At eve soft music charmed the ear -
High blazed the festive torch.
But, ah! a sad and mournful tale
Was hers who so enjoyed
The transient bliss of these fair shades -
By youth and love decoyed,
Her lord was true - yet he was false,
False - false - as sin and hell -
To former plights and vows he gave
To one that loved him well."
The Hermitage.
From time immemorial an antique and crumbling ruin, standing in solitary
loneliness, in the centre of a clearing at the foot of the Charlesbourg
mountain, some five miles from Quebec, has been visited by the young and
the curious. It was once a two story stone building, with ponderous walls.
In length it is fifty-five feet by thirty-five feet broad - pierced for six
windows in each story, with a well-proportioned door, in the centre. In
1843, at the date of my first visit, the floor of the second story was yet
tolerably strong:
