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household was alarmed ; search was made, but no clue to 

 the murderer discovered. A variety of reports were circu- 

 lated, some tracing the deed to the late Intendant's wife, 

 others alleging that the avenging mother of the metisse was 

 the assassin. A mystery, however, to this day surrounds the 

 deed. She was buried in the cellar of the castle, and the 

 letter C engraved on a flat stone, which, till within the last 

 few years, marked her resting-place. The chateau at once 

 fell into disuse and decay ; and a dreary solitude now sur- 

 rounds the dwelling and the tomb of that dark-haired child 

 of the wilderness, over which green moss and rank weeds 

 cluster profusely. Such is the legend of Chateau-Bigot. 



The Hotels in Quebec, of which the St. Louis and Russell's 

 are the principal, are very good, and moderate in their terms ; 

 carriages are easily procured anywhere, and street cars 

 have lately been introduced into the city. The principal 

 buildings are the Custom House, the Marine Hospital, the 

 Parliament Buildings, and the different gates, which were 

 formerly the only entrances to the city. To Spencer Wood, 

 the residence of the Governor-General, is a very pleasant 

 drive, and the view thence is magnificent.. 



The Ste. Foy Monument stands in an open field, on 

 the brow of a cliff, from which the view is beautiful in 

 the extreme, and is reached after a five or six minutes' walk 

 from the Ste. Foy Toll-gate, through an avenue bordered 

 on either side by handsome villas, and fine gardens, and 

 half-shaded by over-arching trees. As you turn towards 

 the monumental pillar, you have before you the valley of 

 the St. Charles, along which the populous suburbs of St. 

 Roch and St. Sauveur are gradually making their way. Be- 

 yond the limit of the level ground, the hills rise up terrace- 

 like, bright with verdure, and rendered still more attractive 

 by the endless succession of villas, farm houses, and villages, 

 which dot the rising ground at intervals, until they are lost 

 in the distance, far away behind Lorette and Beauport, where 



