A striking and weird picture it conjures up before our eyes,--the French sailors with their bronzed and bearded faces, their strange dress and accoutrements, the glare of the great bonfires on the edge of the dark waters, the wild dances of the exultant savages.

The romance and inspiration of the history of Canada are suggested by this riotous welcome of the Old World by the New.

It meant that mighty changes were pending; the eye of imagination may see in the background the shadowed outline of the spires and steeples of the great city of to-day.
On the next day, October 3, the French were astir with the first light of the morning.

A few of their number were left to guard the boats; the others, accompanied by some of the Indians, set out on foot for Hochelaga.

Their way lay over a beaten path through the woods.