CHAPTER X 



A DESCENDANT OF THE CHEVALIER DE ST. PAUL, 

 WITH REMARKS ON VINLAND THE GOOD AND 

 THE PORT OF BREST 



A FAVORING wind sprang up and we 

 said good-bye to the Robins and to 

 Jacques Cartier's anchorage and passed inside 

 of Shecatica Island. Here were two houses ; in 

 one lived a man wealthy in children — he had 

 twelve — but poor in worldly goods until last 

 winter when he caught a black fox. This he 

 sold for twelve hundred dollars and at once 

 purchased a cod-trap and a gasoline boat. I 

 hope the increased income from the former will 

 pay for the latter. I was once journeying in 

 Cape Breton in a motor-boat, the engine of 

 which was continually giving trouble. Its owner, 

 an elderly Scotchman, was too strait-laced to 

 give vent to his feelings in the ordinary manner, 

 but finally, after long unsuccessful cranking, he 

 turned to me and said, "A gasoline engine is a 

 vexation of the spirit and a leaky pocket." 

 In the other house the family had been 

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