As Father Ragueneau was among the fugitives that came to Montreal with
Zacharie Dupuis, we may take his story as substantially that which the
terrified party told to the horror-stricken Montrealers but with more
harrowing details. But first a note on the relater. Paul Ragueneau,
born in Paris in 1605, came to Canada when he was thirty-one years of
age. In 1646 he was superior of the Huron missions. He was an ideal
superior and was very much valued by de Lauson and d'Avaugour on the
supreme council. He left Canada in 1662 and acted as the procurator
for the Canadian missions in Paris. He died in 1680, on September 3.
A year after Father Dablon had sailed with his fifty Frenchmen over
Lake Onondaga he was followed by Paul Ragueneau in August, 1657, with a
band of thirteen or sixteen Senecas, thirty Onondagas and about fifty
Christian Hurons. On the way there was a general butchery of the Hurons
by the rest of the party which Ragueneau was forced to witness. When he
reached Onondaga his practiced eye took in the unsettled situation. The
lives of the French colonists were treacherously foresworn to Indian
butchery. This plot became clearer as the autumn passed. In the early
months of 1658, Ragueneau, who was superior, called in gradually the
missionaries from the outstations and it was arranged with Dupuis, the
French commandant, to make a secret flight on the night of March 21,
1658.
Ragueneau's official account of this, to be found in the "Relations"
of this year, is as follows: "The resolution was taken to quit the
country forthwith, even though the difficulties seemed unsurmountable.
To supply the want of canoes we built, in secret, two boats of a novel
structure to pass the rapids. They were flat-bottomed and could carry
considerable freight, with fourteen or fifteen men on each. We had,
besides, four Algonquin and four Iroquois canoes. The difficulty was to
build and launch them without being detected, for without secrecy we
could only expect a general massacre.
"After succeeding in finishing the boats we invited the savages in our
neighbourhood to a solemn banquet, and spared neither the noise of
drums nor instruments of music, to deceive them as to our purpose. At
the feast, every one vied with each other in uttering the most piercing
shrieks, now of revelry, now of war. The savages sang and danced
in French fashion, and the French after the manner of the Indians.
Presents were given and the greatest tumult was kept up to cover the
noise of forty of our people outside, who were launching the boats. The
feast was concluded, the guests retired and were soon overpowered by
sleep, and we slipped out by the back way to the boats.
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