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mical crown. To Mr. Garneau, the incomparable 

 Beranger seems to have been what Victor Hugo has 



been to our Leaurate Frechette, a beacon But this 



notice has already exceeded the prescribed bounds. Let 

 us, however, take this occasion to repeat that Canada, 

 though rich in literary talent, is above all others, proud 

 of Garneau and Frechette. It is likewise a hopeful 

 thought to indulge in that notwithstanding the petty 

 jealousies and other troubles which beset her men of 

 letters, a Sainte-Beuve, in the person of Hon. Mr. 

 Chauveau, stands forth to discuss fairly and dispassion- 

 ately their claims, and a splendid volume is provided 

 in the Transactions of the Eoyal Society of Canada 

 to announce them abroad and at home. 



J. M. L. 



* That beautiful hymn of Isidore Bedard, a brother of the 

 late Judge Elzear Bedard, was a New Year's address j its 

 opening words are : 



" Sol Canadien, terre cherie," 

 " Par des Braves tu fus peuple." 



Quebec, 27th February, 1884. 



A PLEASING INCIDENT 



In the Career of a Canadian Novelist. 



There is no book more suitable to a tourist in Canada, 

 than Wm. Kirby's novel, The Golden Dog — Le Chien 

 d'Or — as it is known to the bulk of the population. 



It is founded on two incidents of Canadian history of 

 a striking nature : the one purports to recall a deed of 

 blood and revenge under the French rule. For more 

 than one hundred years its ghastly memory has brooded 



