ercy and peace, such as our dear brother, whose remains we have just
committed to the grave, possessed in his life. When I think of that
true, and noble man, whose remains lie before us, I thank Him who rules
the winds and guides the stars in their courses, that such a man was
ever born. And if, at some distant period, it may be many years remote,
one of my own or my husband's countrymen (some of whom are now peopling
this country) should visit this spot or this neighbourhood, I trust that
tradition or history may inform such a one that here sleeps one of the
bravest, truest, and most noble sons of the forest that ever lived and
roamed over the hunting grounds of time. He was true to his adopted
country, true to its king, and true to its loyal people. An Indian, but
too honest and noble-minded to be a rebel, he not only discountenanced
the dark plottings of enemies within Acadia, but his sagacity sometimes
was the means of frustrating them. He was an Indian, high in character;
a noble example to some pale faces, to all. His body now rests beside
that little brook, but his spirit is in a country of light and peace.
This country is a good and pleasant country, and those who are coming to
live here are sprung from a noble race, and if you, my friends, all
prove as good and true as this departed red-man, you will have no cause
to complain at the pale faces settling around you. You will secure a
righteous treatment of your race, and your people will be a happy
people. The British people (my people) are a great people, and where
they settle they govern wisely, and in their dealings with all peoples
they are guided by that justice and generosity which alone becomes a
Christian people. These may be the last words I shall ever speak to you.
These may be the last moments I shall ever be with you. Remember my
loving advice and act upon it. If you do this you will earn the love of
the pale faces and build up for your race a lasting renown. You and I,
all of us, can learn good lessons from the life of Paul Guidon. If we
live as he lived we will be happy here, and bye-and-by be more happy in
the hunting fields of the hereafter. If we are as true to our Great
Chief, and as true to our king and country as he was, we will worship
the Great Spirit and never talk against our king and our country. Then
bye and-by we shall go to meet Paul Guidon in a country where there will
be no more wars, no more sighs, no more tears, no more parting, no mo