Diane of Ville Marie: A Romance of French CanadaMacdonnell, Blanche Lucile
History
Diane of Ville Marie: A Romance of French Canada
Macdonnell, Blanche Lucile
Montréal (Québec) -- History -- Fiction
The same thought already had crossed the young man’s mind. The chief
impression made upon him by this stranger was one of helpless beauty and
innocence. He was chivalrous and tender-hearted, yet he comprehended
that the rescue of the prisoner was secondary in importance to
propitiating these savage allies. In the one case the fate of an
individual depended upon his exertions; in the other the fate of the
whole settlement might hang in the balance. In their attempts to resist
the encroachments of the Iroquois the French could not do without the
help of the other Indian tribes. Du Chesne thoroughly understood the art
of dealing with these children of the forest. He could conform to their
customs and flatter them with courteous address. He understood the
uncertain, vacillating temper common to all savages. Unsteady as aspens,
fierce as panthers, rent by mad jealousies, they were a wild crew who
changed their intentions with the veering of the wind, and whose
dancing, singing and yelling might at any moment turn into war-whoops
against each other or against the French. There were many difficulties
to be considered, but the young Canadian was not easily daunted, and he
determined to make the effort.
Nerving every faculty for the endeavor, the youth stood forth, his full
deep eyes fixed on the savages with the masterful scrutiny with which a
tamer of wild beasts might regard the ferocious animals committed to his
charge. His dark eyes were aflame; there was so much of quiet strength
suggested in his bearing that, as she listened to his glowing words,
Diane’s heart beat high with pride. The daughter of a race of soldiers,
she was deeply imbued with admiration for physical courage. With bold
adroitness he assured Howaha that if his captive had become a subject of
dissension among the red-men, he, their white brother, ever ready to
oblige his allies, was willing to relieve them of the burden. He
imitated the prolonged accents of the savages and addressed them in turn
by their respective tribes, bands and families, calling their men of
note by name as though he had been born among them. In all he said his
voice and gestures answered to the words. The chiefs, silent and
attentive, with gaze riveted upon the bowls of their pipes, listened
with cool, impartial interest. Plainly the impression made by the young
Canadian’s eloquence was favorable; at every pause in his harangue some
sign of approval could be detected.
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