Not A Breath Of Air Stirred Over

The Most Momentous And Far-reaching Question Ever Brought To Issue On This Continent Was: Shall France Remain Here, Or Shall She Not?

The Monk, The Inquisitor, And The Jesuit Were Lords Of Spain,- Sovereigns Of Her Sovereign, For They Had Formed The Dark And Narrow Mind Of That Tyrannical Recluse. They Had Formed The Minds Of Her People, Quenched In Blood Every Spark Of Rising Heresy, And Given Over A Noble Nation To A Bigotry Blind And Inexorable As The Doom Of Fate. Linked With Pride, Ambition, Avarice, Every Passion Of A Rich, Strong Nature, Potent For Good And Ill, It Made The Spaniard Of That Day A Scourge As Dire As Ever Fell On Man.

The Growth Of New England Was A Result Of The Aggregate Efforts Of A Busy Multitude, Each In His Narrow Circle Toiling For Himself, To Gather Competence Or Wealth. The Expansion Of New France Was The Achievement Of A Gigantic Ambition Striving To Grasp A Continent. It Was A Vain Attempt.

France Built Its Best Colony On A Principle Of Exclusion, And Failed; England Reversed The System, And Succeeded.

We Were Now Arrived At The Close Of Our Solitary Journeyings Along The St. Joseph's Trail.