The daily morning journal and courier. [volume] (New Haven, Conn.) 1894-1907, 1895-08-10

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one. There is one thing the traveller
will miss along the roadside in this
province; that is the little district
school-house. Churches, converts and
shrines are everywhere, but nowhere a
district school. The convent is the
only school-house in the province of
Quebec. There is no other SCHOOL,
house even in the most f1ourishing viii
lagos in the suburbs of Quebec, where
the farmers are quite prosperous.
Even in far Roberval, between which
and Quebec lie two hundred miles of
wilderness, there is fine church and
convent surrounded by the low, I'M
painted houses of the loggers. At the
Indian settlement on Lake st. John
there are three good buildings, other
wise only tents and shanties. One of
these, the best of all, is the residence Of
the "Pretre," another the station of
the Hudson's Bay company, the third
the church. At Chicontimi, on the
Saguenay, one hundred miles north of
Quebec. certainly poor town sur
rounded by a wilderness, there is a
bishops palace, convent, a college
said to have cost over one hundred
thousand dollars. If devotion can
make Christian then the French
Catholics are certainly Christians.
The religious side of their character is
by far it's most striking and obvious
side. The very names of the towns
and rivers show it. They are almost
always saint this or saint that. A
fellow traveller says that there are
more saints between Montreal and
Quebec than there are in heaven.
Last Sunday we attended mass at the
"Basilica" in Quebec-the cardinals
church, or rather cathedral we list
ened to one Of the orators of the
french clergy and a real orator he
was-a fine voice and a fine manner
full of fire and magnetism. Come
unto me all We that are weary and
heavy laden and will give YOU rest
was his text. 1t was the Sunday after
st. Anne's day, the day of the patron
saint of Canada, and in the course of
his short sermon the priest gave
thrilling account of the wonders this
saint had wrought in the church at ST
Anne de Beaupre, a village about
twenty miles out of Quebec. Here it is
said that great miracles have been
performed. The lame have been made
to walk, and even the blind to see.
Naturally we went to st. Anne de
Beaupre, and although we witnessed
no miracles we saw much that was
wonderful Thousands Of pilgrims
from all parts of Canada and the Uni
ted States visit this church and pray
to st. Anne for her intercession that
they may be cured
There is a column of crutches which
rises to the lofty ceiling of the church
which the lame have left behind as a
witness that they have been healed
through this intercession. There is a
relic, bone of st. Anne-mother of
the blessed virgin-kept in a small
glass case that looks like an OPEN
faced watch. This, as the pilgrims
kneel around the statue of ST. Anne. is
pressed against the ailing spot. If it
does not work cure the pilgrim often
stays on week after week, waiting for
the intercession of "bonne ST. Anne"
More than ten thousand are said to
have visited the church at last st.
Anne's day. 1T is pitiful to see the
host Of poor cripples and wretched in
valids Of every description that come so
far In the hope that they may be
cured. Tt is comforting to think that
this hope is sometimes realized. 1t
may be a mere faith cure or mind cure.
but if human testimony is worth any,
thing, the fact that many are strange
ly and suddenly cured is far too well es-
tablished to be doubted. Even Protes-
tants are said to have been sometimes
cured.
A word about Roberval. 1t is hard
to get beyond the high tide line of fash
ionable tourists from the United States.
The traveller is certainly not beyond it
in Montreal or Quebec. He is simply
in the tidal wave. The windsor" in
Montreal and the Chateau Frontenac"
in Quebec, two of the finest hotels on
this continent, are filled with Ameri-
cans and could not live without them.
But "Hotel Roberval" on Lake St
John, was, as we believed, visited only
by the hunter and the fisherman. 1t
was ''the lodge in some vast wilder
ness" where a man could wear old
clothes. Alas, not so! 1t is fine,
fashionable, o-f1ve-dollar-a-day
hotel with all the modern inconvenien-
ces, including the fashionable woman.
We found there a French countess, a
son of an English lord and a grand
daughter of the Duke of Wellington.
Alas, poor Yorrick! What had we
Travelled eight hundred miles to see.
Lake St. John is about twenty-five
miles by thirty. On the eastern side,
about twenty-five miles from the hotel.
there is really good fishing.
A French member of the Dominion
Parliament caught there twenty sou
ananiche" the morning we visited the
fishing grounds, weighing in all about
forty pounds. This fish is a species of
salmon, very gamey and very delicious.
They are caught either by trolling or
fy-ffshing. You hire boat and two
guides for four dollars. pay a. dollar to
visit the grounds, one dollar for your
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