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•' ' Just as I thought,' added M. Duburon ; ' it is the 

 English fleet we have just seen lower down than the 

 Traverse. With a fair wind, to-morrow they will be in 

 front of the city. To-morrow, we shall start for the 

 woods ; you,' addressing the village notary, ' please 

 notify the inhabitants of this fact, whilst I dispatch 

 these letters to the priests of Ste. Anne and St. 

 Joachim.' 



" The Eeverend Mr. Duburon, my readers will 

 remark, does not seem to be of such a warlike disposi- 

 tion as the historian Knox makes him out. Neither 

 does the notary, Monsieur Crespin, appear to have been 

 a more fighting character than his pastor. He held 

 from his seigneur a kind of judicial office, and lived in 

 state at the seigniorial manor, which was called the 

 chateau. 



" Monsieur Crespin was a man of peace : his motto 

 was, Cedat armis toga : and having made a bundle of 

 his ' records,' he placed his greffe under his arm, and 

 followed by Madame Crespin and Monsieur Crespin, 

 junior, his son and lawful heir, he sorrowfully directed 

 his steps towards the forest. 



" During a short period, a great uproar existed in all 

 the settlements of the Cote de BeawpvS. Each parish 

 had a place of concealment for its inhabitants at the 

 foot of the mountain. It was a general stampede from 

 the Falls of Montmorency as low down as Cape Tour- 

 mente. The valuables too heavy for removal to the 

 woods, were deposited on the skirts of the woods ; the 

 farm cattle were driven back to out-of-the-way grazing- 

 grounds ; women, children, and old men, after bidding 

 a sorrowful adieu to the homes of their youth, hurried 

 to the interior with what they valued most. Some 

 old men who were removed in their beds, were taken 

 back in the' fall jn their coffins. 



" Several births took place in the woods, and baptism 

 administered. A few years back a venerable old man 

 died at Ste. Anne, who was born on the banks of 



