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Louise d'Orsy is the daughter of a French nobleman 

 who, in crossing over to New- France, in 1689, was 

 taken with his pretty daughter and his brave son, pri- 

 soners of war, and carried to Boston where the father 

 dies, leaving his children to shift for themselves. The 

 son, Louis, being a good swordsman, teaches the Boston 

 youths of the day the arme blanche, and Mdlle d'Orsy, 

 to stave off want, teaches drawing and embroidery. 

 Amongst the pupils of Louis, there is a proud and 

 revengeful young English officer, named Harthing, who 

 eventually proposes for the high-born French girl. She 

 scorns the offer with hauteur. He vows revenge on 

 brother and sister, when they leave Boston for Quebec. 



The following year Lieut. Harthing accompanies Sir 

 William Phip's fleet. His pride spurring on his deadly 

 revenge, induces him to connect himself with a fierce 

 Iroquois chief, Wolf Fang, who had previously been a 

 prisoner of war in 'the Chateau St. Louis, wherefrom he 

 was released through the secret machinations of an 

 avaricious publican named Jean Boisdon. Harthing is 

 the bearer of the flag of truce sent by Phip's to Fron- 

 tenac, whom Frontenac ordered to be blindfolded before 

 being admitted to deliver Phips's arrogant message 

 about the surrender of Quebec. It is unnecessary to 

 state that all here is strictly historical ; all except the 

 secret visits of Lieut. Harthing and his friend the 

 Iroquois chief, Wolf Fang (1). Every detail of the siege, 



(1) The faults we are inclined to find are not numerous, 

 but still they exist, and I have too much respect for my 

 young literary friend to deceive him. To any one conversant 

 with the height of the precipice at the Grand Batteiy, over- 

 looking Sault-au-Matelot street, at Quebec, it will naturally 

 appear incredible that even an Iroquois could jump down 

 without being dashed to pieces. The dialogue of sturdj^ old 

 Frontenac during the siege does not seem quite natural. Per- 

 haps Mr. Marmette might be charged with being too prolix in 

 his descriptions and not lively enough in his dialogues. These 

 faults, however, are redeemed by many beauties. 



