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Title: The Makers of Canada: Bishop Laval
Author: A. Leblond de Brumath
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THE MAKERS OF CANADA
BISHOP LAVAL
BY
A. LEBLOND DE BRUMATH

TORONTO
MORANG & CO., LIMITED
1912

_Entered according to Act of the Parliament of Canada in the year 1906
by Morang & Co., Limited, in the Department of Agriculture._

CONTENTS
Page CHAPTER I ESTABLISHMENT OF THE CATHOLIC
CHURCH IN CANADA 1
CHAPTER II THE EARLY YEARS OF FRANÇOIS DE LAVAL 15
CHAPTER III THE SOVEREIGN COUNCIL 31
CHAPTER IV ESTABLISHMENT OF THE SEMINARY 47
CHAPTER V MGR. DE LAVAL AND THE SAVAGES 61

CHAPTER VI SETTLEMENT OF THE COLONY 77
CHAPTER VII THE SMALLER SEMINARY 97
CHAPTER VIII THE PROGRESS OF THE COLONY 113
CHAPTER IX BECOMES BISHOP OF QUEBEC 129
CHAPTER X FRONTENAC IS APPOINTED GOVERNOR 143
CHAPTER XI A TROUBLED ADMINISTRATION 157
CHAPTER XII THIRD VOYAGE TO FRANCE 169
CHAPTER XIII LAVAL RETURNS TO CANADA 181
CHAPTER XIV RESIGNATION OF MGR. DE LAVAL 195
CHAPTER XV MGR. DE LAVAL COMES FOR THE LAST TIME
TO CANADA 211
CHAPTER XVI MASSACRE OF LACHINE 223
CHAPTER XVII THE LABOURS OF OLD AGE 235
CHAPTER XVIII LAST DAYS OF MGR. DE LAVAL 249
CHAPTER XIX DEATH OF MGR. DE LAVAL 261
INDEX 271
CHAPTER I
ESTABLISHMENT OF THE CATHOLIC CHURCH IN CANADA
If, standing upon the threshold of the twentieth century, we cast a look
behind us to note the road traversed, the victories gained by the great
army of Christ, we discover everywhere marvels of abnegation and
sacrifice; everywhere we see rising before us the dazzling figures of

apostles, of doctors of the Church and of martyrs who arouse our
admiration and command our respect. There is no epoch, no generation,
even, which has not given to the Church its phalanx of heroes, its quota
of deeds of devotion, whether they have become illustrious or have
remained unknown.
Born barely three centuries ago, the Christianity of New France has
enriched history with pages no less glorious than those in which are
enshrined the lofty deeds of her elders. To the list, already long, of
workers for the gospel she has added the names of the Récollets and of
the Jesuits, of the Sulpicians and of the Oblate Fathers, who crossed the
seas to plant the faith among the hordes of barbarians who inhabited the
immense regions to-day known as the Dominion of Canada.
And what daring was necessary, in the early days of the colony, to
plunge into the vast forests of North America! Incessant toil, sacrifice,
pain and death in its most terrible forms were the price that was gladly
paid in the service of God by men who turned their backs upon the
comforts of civilized France to carry the faith into the unknown
wilderness.
Think of what Canada was at the beginning of the seventeenth century!
Instead of these fertile provinces, covered to-day by luxuriant harvests,
man's gaze met everywhere only impenetrable forests in which the
woodsman's axe had not yet permitted the plough to cleave and fertilize
the soil; instead of our rich and populous cities, of our innumerable
villages daintily perched on the brinks of streams, or rising here and
there in the midst of verdant plains, the eye perceived only puny
wigwams isolated and lost upon the banks of the great river, or perhaps
a few agglomerations of smoky huts, such as Hochelaga or Stadaconé;
instead of our iron rails, penetrating in all directions, instead of our
peaceful fields over which trains hasten at marvellous speed from
ocean to ocean, there were but narrow trails winding through a jungle
of primeval trees, behind which hid in turn the Iroquois, the Huron or
the Algonquin, awaiting the propitious moment to let fly the fatal arrow;
instead of the numerous vessels bearing over the waves of the St.
Lawrence, at a distance of more than six hundred leagues from the sea,

the products of the five continents; instead of yonder floating palaces,
thronged with travellers from the four corners of the earth, then only an
occasional bark canoe came