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And when he beheld the maiden, the soldier of

Carignan,

And looked on the little garrison that fought

the red Iroquois

And held their own in the battle, for six long

weary days,

He stood for a moment speechless, and marvelled

at woman's ways.

 

Then he beckoned the men behind him, and

steadily they advance

And with carabines uplifted the veterans of

France

Saluted the brave young Captain so timidly

standing there,

And they fired a volley in honor of Madeleine

Vercheres.

 

And this, my dear, is the story of the maiden

Madeleine.

God grant that we in Canada may never see

again

Such cruel wars and massacre, in waking or in

dream,

As our fathers and mothers saw, my child, in

the days of the old régime!

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