E-text prepared by Barbara Tozier, Bill Tozier, Emmy, and the Project Gutenberg Online Distributed Proofreading Team (http://www.pgdp.net/c/) A LITTLE GIRL IN OLD DETROIT by AMANDA M. DOUGLAS [Illustration] A. L. Burt Company Publishers New York Copyright, 1902, by Dodd, Mead & Company. First Edition Published September, 1902. TO MR. AND MRS. WALLACE R. LESSER Time and space may divide and years bring changes, but remembrance is both dawn and evening and holds in its clasp the whole day. A. M. D., NEWARK, N. J. CONTENTS CHAPTER PAGE I. A HALF STORY, 1 II. RAISING THE NEW FLAG, 16 III. ON THE RIVER, 33 IV. JEANNE'S HERO, 50 V. AN UNKNOWN QUANTITY, 65 VI. IN WHICH JEANNE BOWS HER HEAD, 82 VII. LOVERS AND LOVERS, 102 VIII. A TOUCH OF FRIENDSHIP, 121 IX. CHRISTMAS AND A CONFESSION, 139 X. BLOOM OF THE MAY, 157 XI. LOVE, LIKE THE ROSE, IS BRIERY, 176 XII. PIERRE, 194 XIII. AN UNWELCOME LOVER, 209 XIV. A HIDDEN FOE, 228 XV. A PRISONER, 243 XVI. RESCUED, 265 XVII. A PAEAN OF GLADNESS, 289 XVIII. A HEARTACHE FOR SOME ONE, 307 XIX. THE HEART OF LOVE, 327 XX. THE LAST OF OLD DETROIT, 344 A LITTLE GIRL IN OLD DETROIT. CHAPTER I. A HALF STORY. When La Motte Cadillac first sailed up the Strait of Detroit he kept his impressions for after travelers and historians, by transcribing them in his journal. It was not only the romantic side, but the usefulness of the position that appealed to him, commanding the trade from Canada to the Lakes, "and a door by which we can go in and out to trade with all our allies." The magnificent scenery charmed the intrepid explorer. The living crystal waters of the lakes, the shores green with almost tropical profusion, the natural orchards bending their branches with fruit, albeit in a wild state, the bloom, the riotous, clinging vines trailing about, the great forests dense and dark with kingly trees where birds broke the silence with songs and chatter, and game of all kinds found a home; the rivers, sparkling with fish and thronged with swans and wild fowl, and blooms of a thousand kinds, made marvelous pictures. The Indian had roamed undisturbed, and built his temporary wigwam in some opening, and on moving away left the place again to solitude.