| Frontenac re-appointed 
		Governor—1689. French Invasion of New England—Massacres of Corlaer and 
		Salmon Falls -First American Congress at New York—Sir Wm. Phipps 
		captures Port Royal-Is repulsed at Quebec—1690. Iroquois 
		ravages—Frontenac burns their towns—D'berville in Newfoundland and 
		Hudson's Bay—1686. Treaty of Ryswick restores respective possessions of 
		France and England—1697. Death of Frontenac in his seventy-eighth year 
		—1698. The veteran soldier, 
		now near seventy years of age, was hailed as the deliverer of Canada. He 
		arrived at a critical period. The peril of the colony was increased by 
		the declaration of war between France and England, in consequence of the 
		Revolution of 1688, whereby James II. was driven from his throne by 
		William III. Prince of Orange. M. de Calibres, the 
		Governor of Montreal, had already urged an attack upon the English at 
		Albany and New York, whom he .accused, and not without reason, of 
		inciting the Iroquois to war. It was now resolved to act vigorously on 
		the aggressive. In midwinter, Frontenac 
		ravaged, with fire and sword, the British colonies. Let one example 
		suffice: Early in February, two hundred men, half French' and half 
		Indians, marched from Montreal through the snow to Corlaer (now 
		Schenectady), near Albany. At midnight, in a bitter storm, they entered 
		stealthily the little hamlet sleeping in fancied security with open and 
		unguarded gates. The wild war-whoop was raised, and sixty men, women, 
		and children were butchered in cold blood, and every house was burned to 
		ashes. It was not war; it was midnight murder. The British colonies 
		now began to act with vigour. Sir William Phipps, a native of Maine, who 
		had risen from before the mast to a baronetcy, and a captaincy in the 
		royal navy, captured and plundered the small French fort of Port Royal, 
		in Acadia. In May, a congress of British colonists, the first ever held, 
		assembled at New York to concert a scheme vof combined action. A 
		vigorous attack on Canada, by land and water, was devised. A partial 
		famine, and the outbreak of small-pox, caused the complete miscarriage 
		of the overland expedition. Frontenac was now 
		startled at learning that an English fleet was carefully sounding its 
		way up the St. Lawrence. Early in the morning of October 5th, the snowy 
		sails of a fleet, under Sir William Phipps, were seen slowly rounding 
		the headland of Point Levi. Phipps sent a summons to surrender in the 
		name of William of Orange, King of England. Led blindfolded into the 
		council chamber of the Chateau of St. Louis, the envoy, laying his watch 
		upon the table, demanded an answer in an hour. "I will answer by the 
		mouth of my cannon," defiantly replied the choleric Frontenac, and he 
		soon opened a damaging fire on the fleet. Phipps ineffectively attempted 
		to reply. His assaulting party of twelve hundred men was repulsed with 
		loss. Nine vessels of his squadron were wrecked. The church of Notre 
		Dame de la Victoire, still standing in the Lower Town, commemorates this 
		victory. The entire population 
		of New France was only eleven thousand. That of New England was at least 
		ten times as many. The plucky Frenchmen continued to wage the unequal 
		conflict. With their Indian allies they ravaged the New England 
		frontier, and French corsairs swept the seaboard, and even cut out 
		vessels in Boston harbour. The English cut the dikes, flooded the land, 
		and slaughtered the cattle of the French settlements of Acadia. A reign of terror and 
		sorrow, of desolation and death, prevailed. "No Frenchman shall have 
		leave to cut a stick," threatened the revengeful Mohawks; "they shall 
		find no quiet even in their graves." Along the frontier every house was 
		a fortress, and every household was an armed garrison. Many were the 
		deeds of daring done by lone women in defence of their hearths and 
		babes, and pitiful the sufferings they endured. The footprints of 
		civilization were marked with blood. The culture of the soil was 
		impossible, and famine threatened the*land. Society was returning to a 
		state of savagery. Christian men, despising the vast heritage of virgin 
		soil with which the great All-Father had dowered his children, red or 
		white, in their mutual jealousy, and hatred, and unhallowed greed for 
		gain, hounded their savage allies at each other's throats, and, crowning 
		atrocity of shame! a tariff of prizes was offered for human scalps— from 
		ten to fifty louis by the English, from ten to twenty by the French. 
		Amid such horrors were the foundations of the Canadian nationality laid. To put an end to this 
		reign of terror, Frontenac resolved on a supreme effort. He rebuilt the 
		fort at Cataraqui called by his name, and collected there a force of 
		twenty-three hundred men, French and Indians, for the punishment of the 
		Iroquois. Crossing Lake Ontario they sailed up the Oswego river. In the 
		march through the forest the veteran Governor, now seventy-six years of 
		age, carried in his chair, commanded in person. The Iroquois, firing 
		their villages, fled, leaving the smoking brands the profitless booty of 
		the conqueror. To his lasting disgrace, Frontenac permitted the torture 
		of a forest stoic of nearly a hundred years, from whom no sufferings 
		could extort a single groan. During these stormy 
		years, M. D'Iberville, a native of Montreal, who had risen to a naval 
		captaincy in the French service, was maintaining the supremacy of the 
		French arms. In 1685, with MM. Troyes and Ste. Helene and eighty 
		Canadians, he had traversed on snow-shoes six hundred miles of mountain, 
		marsh, and forest to Hudson's Bay, and with many brave but bloody 
		exploits had captured the British trading- posts on that frozen sea. He 
		subsequently ravaged in midwinter the island of Newfoundland, burning 
		the fishing town of St. John's. In a series of bloody conflicts several 
		forts of the island and the New England coast were taken and re-taken by 
		the French and English several times. In 1679, with a single fifty-gun 
		ship, he defeated in the waters of Hudson's Bay three British vessels, 
		with one hundred and twenty-four guns, sending one to the bottom with 
		all sail set, with the loss of every one on board; and conquered the 
		whole territory for France. Thus the icebergs and rocky shores of this 
		wild northern sea echoed the international strife that was deluging the 
		plains of Europe with blood, and carrying terror to every hamlet in New 
		England and New France. The treaty of Ryswick, 
		signed September 20th, 1697, put an end to the war in the Old World and 
		the New, and restored to France and England the respective possessions 
		held at its outbreak. The bloodshed and pillage, the wretchedness and 
		ruin of eight long years counted for nothing; and the irrepressible 
		conflict for the possession of a continent had to be fought over, again 
		and again. Frontenac 1AQS soon a^er died at Quebec in the seventy-eighth 
		year of his age. He was respected or admired by his friends for his 
		energy and daring of character, and feared or hated by his enemies—and 
		he had many—for his stern and haughty manners and cruel temper in war. 
		His lot was cast in troublous times, and he had at least the merit of 
		preserving to France the colony which he found on the very verge of 
		ruin. On the declaration of 
		peace, D'lberville, the hero of Hudson's Bay, obtained a commission to 
		colonize Louisiana. Exploring, planting, building from 1699 to 1702 in 
		the hot, unwholesome swamps. and lagoons of the Gulf coast, he founded 
		Boloxi and Mobile. Smitten with yellow fever, he returned to France. 
		Scarce convalescent, he captured from the British, Nevis, one of their 
		West India possessions, and died of a second attack of yellow fever, in 
		1706 aged forty-four. Thus passed away one of the restless spirits of a 
		stormy age, whose deeds of valour were unhappily also deeds of blood. |