The Fremont weekly journal. [volume] (Fremont, Sandusky County, Ohio) 1867-1877, 1873-01-24
FREMONT SANDUSKY COUNTY OHIO FRIDAY JANUARY a. 873

the brave Irish-American hero mad,
here his daring assault against Cap
Diamond Bastion. Having carried
the first barrier, he was pressing OF
to the second. when with two of his
aids he fell dead at the first and
lonly discharge of the British gun.
ners who Immediately fed from the
ramparts. But for the untimely fall
Of the American commander, the
citadel might have been carried
What grand closing that would
have been for the year already i'm
mortalized by Bunker Hill! Que
bee and Canada, conquered by the
rebellious colonies upon the very
threshold Of their struggle! The
names of Warren and Montgomery
are more sacred, however, by their
heroic deaths than if they had lived
and worn the laurels Of victory.
The house is still pointed out in the
city, where Montgomery was prepar-
ed for burial. His remains now rest
beneath his monument, in front of
st. PauPs Church, New York.
QUEBEC.
One lands at Quebec with feelings
such as no other city on the Amer
lean Continent can inspire. Strange
city of the European Medieval
world, handed down into the latter
half of the Nineteenth Century, sur
rounded still with all the glamour of
the olden timel A city of Norman
dy, castle walls and all, here upon the
frowning heights of Cape Diamond.
Three-fourths of its inhabitants are
French. A French city in America,
ruled by Englishmen! Rocked in
its cradle by the followers of Ignatfus
Loyola, more than 10000 Of its TO-
900 inhabitants are Roman Catho-
lies.
The central point Of interest in
the great conflict between the Anglo
Saxon and the Gaul, for American
Empire, and immortalized by the
simultaneous fall of two Of the mob
lest heroes in American history,
few places can be approached with
feelings of deeper interest, by the
American tourist, than Quebec.
The promontory of Cape Dia-
mond lies at the confluence of the
st. Charles and the st. Lawrence,
precipitous toward the latter, and
sloping more gradually toward the
former. The lower town lies along
the shores of both rivers. The up
per town crowns the summit, and is
surrounded by a wall nearly three
miles in circumference.
Our choice Of hotels lay between
the modern st. Louis and the old
Stadacona. We committed our
selves to the omnibus Of the
of the latter, moved to it perhaps by
the consideration that Stadacona
was the name of the old Indian vii
lage-that formerly occupied the site
of Quebec. We could but pity and
at the same time admire those hard
looking Quebec horses, as with bus,
cab, quaint Norman calash and cart,
in one indiscriminate jam, they in
stinctively rush into a gallop up the
steep, stony and noisy street, wind
ing from side to side, and fairly lift
ing their immense loads up the rug
ged inclined plane, from the lower to
the upper town. Wepassed beneath
the arches of Prescott Gate into the
walled limits of the city. Disman-
tied cannon, standing vertically on
either side of the arched way, were
the only sentinels to guard the en-
trance. Arrived at the hotel, we
found that Qnebec was in q state of
feverish excitement. The previous
day had been election day. Fifteen
hundred men had been engaged on
either side in pitched battle in the
and several had been killed.
The flags Of the old Stadacona,
which had been the headquarters of
one of the Parliamentary Candidates,
had been torn down and cavalry
from the citadels had charged
the streets to disperse the
mob. A Conservative, Frenchman
declared, in response to our inquir-
les, that religious differences had
nothing to do with the election,
whilst a Conservative Englishman,
a friend Of the same candidate, as
stoutly asserted that the Priests were
at the bottom of the whole trouble.
One thing was evident, the mercur-
ial Frenchman had not been entirely
toned down, by 25O cold Quebec
winters, nor a hundred years Of Eng
lish domination.
Notwithstanding the rumors, rife
of shooting ARRAYS in different parts
of the city, we we're soon seated in
a Norman calash, and on our way to
the falls of Montmorency, nine miles
distant, down the northern banks Of
the st. Lawrence. The Norman ca
lash is a two-wheeled vehicle, un-
like anything seen in the States,
but very comfortable conveyance.
TO THE FALLS OF THE MoNTMoRENCY.
The road to Montmoreney is all
over historic ground. Montcalm's
intrenchments extended the whole
distance from Quebec to the falls,
and for miles up the MontmorencY