The Vermont watchman. [volume] (Montpelier, Vt.) 1883-1911, 1895-01-30

oDJeCuVe point, we easily KEPT our bearings
during the tortuous drive OF miles and
miles round the city. In the Governors
Gardens, under the shadow Of the VOL o and
Montcalm monument, our obligiDg guide
stole us some poppy seeds. Time proved
them II OF so pretty az the peoples there ran
riot at home but OIL so much more re-
markable.
Only those who have experienced 1t can
understand the unreal, creepy, yet alto
gsther grand feeling we had going through
the old zigzag gates, and having the massive
chain gates swung open as the guide gave
the password. 1t was almost a disappOint-
ment he called out some French instead OF
Ho, warder, no ~ at the fort entrance.
Never ,heless the senti nels presented arms,
two soldiers escorted us into the fort, and
young officer did the honors and told us
how, instead OF building up the massive
walls, the center was cut down from the
solid rock, leaving the walls standing.
Passing the guard house we caught
glimpse OF the most agonized face we ever
saw, which upon inquiry proved that OF
deserter being disciplined. Our next query
was answered, " You delicate ladies cannot
be interested in the details of discipline
necessarily strict" and hurried us on to
where Webster sat overlooking the city,
old town brneath, shipping and river where,
then az now, great black English warship
lay at anchor, which inspired him With this
sentence: The British empire has dotted
the surface OF the whole globe with his p %
sessions and military posts, whose morning
drumbeat. following the sun and keeping
company with the hours, circles the earth
daily with ono continuous and unbroken
strain OF the martial airs OF England"
The governors house occupies the larger
part of the river front and only his staff
and guests are permitted to enjoy it. To
conciliate our disappointment, the officers
called our attention to the little cannon oc-
cupying the center Of the fort, taken by
I,1r of Hto In a.,
the British Museum) which further enraged
us to say, ungraciously, Humph that o ne
little thingl We've no end Of your great
big ones all along the Atlantic sesboard."
"Yes, Miss, admit you won a victory
once" said the officer with flashing eyes.
Once" cried we, in great Indignation
Once! why, we beat you three times in a
century, and can again and again" Hos
tilities were here suspended by pacifica-
tory remark from Madam. II apply the
awful guns at the fort are silent forever,
and never again will Cape Diamond tremble
with the thunders OF war. never again will
horror reign in the grandest scene in
America.
1t seemed wicked to have the gaol built
near the historic spot where Wolfe fell, and
overlooking his path up the citadel. We
were shown where he died and offered q
drink from the spring which queuched his
dying thirst-the iron drinking cup looked
as II II might have been used before his lay.
The Grand Alice 10 outside the walls in the
new upper town, and was too much like
Common wealth Avenue to be OF inter.
est. The new parliament building was
ne arly completed, and as we drove along
the sand road to get better idea of its
magnificent proportions, suddenly our
guide dotted his cap, wi h a great flourish, to
Your Gracious Majesty" and we turned
to see great bronze statue of Victoria, of
| heroic size, sitting in the sand bstween and
quite overlapping the work shanties, be-
nignly awaiting her elevation to the top.
most niche in the Parliament House. In
showing off ST. Brigdst's school aud found.
ling hospital, the guide pointed out the en-.
trance gates for the different ages, con-
Guiding with. can here they takes in
those as is born orphants."
| All the doors in Quebec seemed to stick,
| and as we aighted at the side door of the
old Anglican Cathedral, tugged on the door
as usual till from chapel window grim
some gutteral Gaelic at us. Although his re.
marks were perfectly unintelligible, we in,
ferred he preferred us to try the front door,
which we did. The attraction there, aside
from the ugly architecture. is tablet to
Bishop Mountain, the first Bishop of the See
tablet in the floor above the remains
OF Charles, Duke Of Richmond, Len
nox aud Daubiguy, encouragement OF
Canada in 1919 Oddly, amid all this an
| tiquity, was Mason & Hamin reed organ
We were most interested in the Minor
Basilica, the oldest church in Canada, al
though 1t reminds one of the boys knife
he kept five years, 1t had had nine
new handles and seventeen new blades
We wanted specially to see Van Dykes
Our Savior on the Cross" but were un.
able to find it or any one who could. AT
| last, at the instigatiOn of Madam, we ap-
preached tempered looking priest OF
high degree and sought the desired informa-
| ton, cheerfully given with "Now ask me
any ting, dear chill, any ting" and there.
after we were personally conducted " by
the oily-tongued priest or an acolyte, and
numberess rare objects were shown to us
usually reserved for the sight of the faith
| full. At his repeated promp ings we went
close up to the high altar to see its wonder
full workmanship in detail and the beauti-
full Immaculate Conception " above, to
the great horror of the minor priests Aside
from the thirteen masterpieces the four
teen Stations of the Cross were unusually
| fine. Three new bells we're mounted Just
| inside the altar, awaiting conservation,
| which our priest rang and tried to have US
also, which we did no. quite dare do. Some
| days later we learned our kind friend was
not 80 much interested in our entertain
ment as to get dollar day Through
many devious way we were conducted to
the closet where were the ca rdinal's won
derful robes. The silver and gold, the
piack, anu inc purple, SETS, numbering
seventy-fve pieces, were bought at Lyons.
Another set Of twenty-five pieces W as the
gift OF Louis XIV. land bear his shield Such
music, such art and such magnifcence,
easily explain why Quebec is priest-ridden.
That day we got a 7" hot lunch really a
fve-course dinner-for fifty cents each at
the old historic hotel "Chien Dor"
and, in spite of protests the waitress, in
sisted on grouping round our pl ates every
thing on the bill Of fare, evidently because
the proprietor came to the parlor and made
us few extra fine bows. We were deeply
mortified at the inference we were Chicago
excursionists until the food supply became
so extensive "a to be too funny for any
thing. One could easily bring off carload
OF relics-from bone that touched a bone
that touched a bone that touched bone
that touched the altar whereon was laid a
mil acle'working bone of Saint Anne, to a
window pane of the room where Mon gom-
cry laid in state-but as kindling wood and
faith cures are cheaper in the land where
the eagle screams, we contented ourselves
with less gruesome souvenirs.
At Renfrew's big fur ore we bought lit
tie birch bark canoes made at Indi an Lorette
(where the Hur IN remnant live) at sixty six
and two-thirds per cent above the regular