The picturesque StLawrence . a boat toexplore the river above. When he came to the west end of the Isle ofOrleans the river again spread broad before him,and on ahead a mighty promontory thrust itsrugged front out into the current from the northshore of the mainland. East of the crag atributary joined the main stream. This was theriver now called the St. Charles. Cartier as-cended it a short distance, landed, crossed themeadows, clambered up the rocks through theforest and emerged on a clearing where therewas a squalid hamlet of bark huts. Here dweltthe chief that Cartier had entertained on hi
The picturesque StLawrence . a boat toexplore the river above. When he came to the west end of the Isle ofOrleans the river again spread broad before him,and on ahead a mighty promontory thrust itsrugged front out into the current from the northshore of the mainland. East of the crag atributary joined the main stream. This was theriver now called the St. Charles. Cartier as-cended it a short distance, landed, crossed themeadows, clambered up the rocks through theforest and emerged on a clearing where therewas a squalid hamlet of bark huts. Here dweltthe chief that Cartier had entertained on hisvessel, and the village was called name, which means a crossing on floatingwood, originated in the fact that at high tidethe mouth of the St. Charles was frequently soblocked with driftwood it could be crossed onfoot. After satisfying their curiosity the visitorsreturned to their ships. The Indians said that many days journey upthe river was a much larger village, namedHochelaga; but when Cartier told them he. The Earliest Explorers 9 would go to see it they tried to dissuade him,probably because they did not wish to sharewith others the advantages of trading with thewhite men. Their arguments availed nothing,and they concluded to try another sort of morning, the Frenchmen, looking up theriver from their anchored ships, beheld threeIndians attired to represent devils approachingin a canoe. The masqueraders were dressed inblack and white dog skins, they had blackenedtheir faces, and on their heads were antlers aslong as a mans arm. They allowed their canoeto drift slowly past the ship while the chief fienddelivered a loud-voiced harangue. Then they paddled to the shore where theirfellow-tribesmen rushed pell-mell from the bor-dering woods, and with shrill clamors bore theminto the sheltering thickets. In this leafy seclu-sion the French heard the Indians declaimingin solemn conclave for a full half hour. At lengththe two young Indians who had been Carti
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