Saint Anne of the Mountains; The Story of a Summer in a Canadian Pilgrimage Village (Paperback)

This historic book may have numerous typos and missing text. Purchasers can download a free scanned copy of the original book (without typos) from the publisher. Not indexed. Not illustrated. 1912 Excerpt: ...dit, hein?" was the triumphant salutation of one and another of his village comforters. "Hereafter thou wilt reserve thy confidence for the good Sainte Anne. Is it not so?" But linked with this coast are the tragic, as well as the pleasing and merely curious traditions of other sea-washed stretches. A short while since a young villager who had put out from our shores for a day's fishing came hurrying back with terror-inspired speed, and, in agitated accents, told of a dead body which had floated so near his boat as to have come within easy reach of his grasp; a golden-haired girl clad in garments which still retained much of the brightness of their hue, in spite of all they had endured from the waves' rude bufferings. "And did'st thou not seek to seize the poor creature and to bring her ashore that her friends might learn of her fate and that she might receive Christian burial?" asked a sympathetic villager. "What / lay a hand on the unfortunate one?" ejaculated the lad shudderingly. "God forbid And even though she floated face downward I could scarce bear to look upon her, much less to touch her. No, no I hastened shoreward, and when I again glanced toward the body it was far out on its way to the sea." Pursuit failed to overtake the poor girl, and all inquiries regarding her brought forth no enlightenment; so the mystery of the golden-haired one remains in the keeping of the deep, or of its desolate border stretches. In the cemetery at Ste. Anne des Monts, within an enclosure that separates its inmates from the other sleepers of the churchyard, is a small wooden monument, on which are inscribed four stranger-names. This simple record represents another of our shore's tragedies, but one around which no haunti...