The remark was heard in an envious undertone:--"And who will be foreman at three dollars a day?
Perhaps good old Laliberte ..." But it was said jestingly rather than in malice, and the speaker ended by adding his own laugh.
Hands still in the pockets of his big coat, straightening himself and squaring his shoulders as he stood there upon the highest step, Napoleon Laliberte proceeded in loudest tones:--"A surveyor from Roberval will be in the parish next week.

If anyone wishes his land surveyed before mending his fences for the summer, this is to let him know." The item was received without interest.

Peribonka farmers are not particular about correcting their boundaries to gain or lose a few square feet, since the most enterprising among them have still two-thirds of their grants to clear,--endless acres of woodland and swamp to reclaim.
He continued:--"Two men are up here with money to buy furs.

If you have any bear, mink, muskrat or fox you will find these men at the store until Wednesday, or you can apply to Francois Paradis of Mistassini who is with them.

They have plenty of money and will pay cash for first-class pelts." His news finished, he descended the steps.