An historical sketch of the Acadians, their deportation and wanderings, together with a consideration of the histotical basis for Longfellow'a poem Evangeline; . weather through the forestsof Maine, along the north shore of the Bay of Fundy,in New Brunswick, up to the Isthmus of Shediac,north of the Basin of Minas. Here they halted, for,peering across the Basin, they beheld another peoplein possession of their lands. For months and yearsthey had wended their toilsome way, weary, hungryand shelterless, but ever with the fond hope of regain-ing their native land. Some halted in the southernpart
An historical sketch of the Acadians, their deportation and wanderings, together with a consideration of the histotical basis for Longfellow'a poem Evangeline; . weather through the forestsof Maine, along the north shore of the Bay of Fundy,in New Brunswick, up to the Isthmus of Shediac,north of the Basin of Minas. Here they halted, for,peering across the Basin, they beheld another peoplein possession of their lands. For months and yearsthey had wended their toilsome way, weary, hungryand shelterless, but ever with the fond hope of regain-ing their native land. Some halted in the southernpart of New Brunswick, and began erecting huts;others went into the northern part of the Provinceand settled at Madawaska; still others continued theirweary way across the isthmus to Fort Beausejour(now JSTew Cumberland), around the shores of Minas,Piziquid and Grand-Pre. On through what had been the village of Grand-Pre, through the Comwallis valley, down the An-napolis valley to Annapolis, down to the shores ofSt. Marys Bay, went fifty or sixty poor wretches, theremnant of a once happy and contented a flood of recollections must have crowded upon. Historical Shetcli of the Acadians. 113 them as they stood gazing on the ruins of their oncehappy homes! What emotions of joy, mingled withanguish and despair!—the land of their birth, thehome of their childhood! The orchards, the willowsand the poplars were still standing, as they are to-day,but the homes were gone and their farms were in thepossession of others. Still stands the forest primeval; but under the shade of itsbranchesDwells another race, with other customs and language. The willows and orchards—these same old land-marks—^were all that whispered a welcome to thepoor exiles, whose requiem they had sung only eightyears before. They stood as the proud monumentsof the Acadian farmers planting and care;—^littlechanged, excepting that they, too, had grown riperin years, broken with the storms of war and winter.
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