The Days of a Man 



concealing with difficulty her somewhat mingled 

 emotions. 



From Quebec, also, we went on a "pilgrimage" 

 f ; n a driving rain down the river to the famous shrine 

 of Sainte Anne de Beau-Pre. The boat was crowded 

 with devotees from all over the province, seeking 

 relief from disorders real or imaginary. In spite of 

 certain obvious illusions, however, we saw much 

 that was touching in the simple sincerity everywhere 

 evident. The walls of the church were loaded with 

 votive offerings and crutches left by people whose 

 faith, for the time at least, had made them whole. 

 Unfortunately on the day of our visit the heavy 

 downpour made it impossible to carry out our orig- 

 inal intention of going inland to the splendid Falls 

 of Saint Anne, and later visits to Quebec have been 

 too brief to permit the detour. 



Our personal excursion over, my wife and I 

 proceeded to Luray, Virginia, where I resumed the 

 exploration of the Southern rivers, assisted by 

 Evermann, Jenkins, and Meek. Beginning with the 

 Shenandoah at Luray, the beautiful limestone cavern 

 of which we explored, our party moved southward, 

 examining the James, Roanoke, Neuse, Cape Fear, 

 French Broad, Holston, Tennessee, and Cumberland 

 rivers, and collecting several thousand specimens, 

 among which we discovered more than a dozen new 

 species of darters and minnows. 



But the most important general result, already 

 foreshadowed during previous explorations, con- 

 cerned the parallelism of the faunas of the different 

 streams which diverge from the Appalachian high- 

 lands to the Atlantic and the Gulf of Mexico. In 

 all these waters the same general types prevail, but 



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