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			An Outpost of Empire
			What would history be without the picturesque annals 
			of the Gallic race? This is a question which the serious student may 
			well ask himself as he works his way through the chronicles of a 
			dozen centuries. From the age of Charlemagne to the last of the 
			Bonapartes is a long stride down the ages; but there was never a 
			time in all these years when men might make reckonings in the 
			arithmetic of European politics without taking into account the 
			prestige, the power, and even the primacy of France. There were 
			times without number when France among her neighbors made herself 
			hated with an undying hate; there were times, again, when she 
			rallied them to her side in friendship and admiration. There were 
			epochs in which her hegemony passed unquestioned among men of other 
			lands, and there were times when a sudden shift in fortune seemed to 
			lay the nation prostrate, with none so poor to do her reverence. 
			 
			It was France that first brought an orderly nationalism out of 
			feudal chaos; it was her royal house of Capet that rallied Europe to 
			the rescue of the Holy Sepulchre and led the greatest of the 
			crusades to Palestine. Yet the France of the last crusades was 
			within a century the France of Crecy, just as the France of 
			Austerlitz was more speedily the France of Waterloo; and men who 
			followed the tricolor at Solferino lived to see it furled in 
			humiliation at Sedan. No other country has had a history as prolific 
			in triumph and reverse, in epochs of peaceful progress and periods 
			of civil commotion, in pageant and tragedy, in all that gives 
			fascination to historical narrative. Happy the land whose annals are 
			tiresome! Not such has been the fortune of poor old France. 
			 
			The sage Tocqueville has somewhere remarked that whether France was 
			loved or hated by the outside world she could not be ignored. That 
			is very true. The Gaul has at all stages of his national history 
			defied an attitude of indifference in others. His country has been 
			at many times the head and at all times the heart of Europe. His 
			hysteria has made Europe hysterical, while his sober national sense 
			at critical moments has held the whole continent to good behavior. 
			For a half-dozen centuries there was never a squabble at any remote 
			part of Europe in which France did not stand ready and willing to 
			take a hand on the slightest opportunity. That policy, as pursued 
			particularly by Louis XIV and the Bonapartes, made a heavy drain in 
			brawn and brain on the vitality of the race; but despite it all, the 
			peaceful achievements of France within her own borders continued to 
			astonish mankind. It is this astounding vigor, this inexhaustible 
			stamina, this unexampled recuperative power that has at all times 
			made France a nation which, whether men admire or condemn her 
			policy, can never be treated with indifference. It was these 
			qualities which enabled her, throughout exhausting foreign troubles, 
			to retain her leadership in European scholarship, in philosophy, 
			art, and architecture; this is what has enabled France to be the 
			grim warrior of Europe without ceasing ever to be the idealist of 
			the nations. 
			 
			It was during one of her proud and prosperous eras that France began 
			her task of creating an empire beyond the Atlantic. At no time, 
			indeed, was she better equipped for the work. No power of Western 
			Europe since the days of Roman glory had possessed such facilities 
			for conquering and governing new lands. If ever there was a land 
			able and ready to take up the white man's burden it was the France 
			of the seventeenth century. The nation had become the first military 
			power of Europe. Spain and Italy had ceased to be serious rivals. 
			Even England, under the Stuart dynasty, tacitly admitted the 
			military primacy of France. Nor was this superiority of the French 
			confined to the science of war. It passed unquestioned in the arts 
			of peace. Even Rome at the height of her power could not dominate 
			every field of human activity. She could rule the people with 
			authority and overcome the proud; but even her own poets rendered 
			homage to Greece in the realms of art, sculpture, and eloquence. But 
			France was the aesthetic as well as the military dictator of 
			seventeenth-century Europe. Her authority was supreme, as Macaulay 
			says, on all matters from orthodoxy in architecture to the proper 
			cut of a courtier's clothes. Her monarchs were the first gentlemen 
			of Europe. Her nobility set the social standards of the day. The 
			rank and file of her people--and there were at least twenty million 
			of them in the days of Louis Quatorze--were making a fertile land 
			yield its full increase. The country was powerful, rich, prosperous, 
			and, for the time being, outwardly contented. 
			 
			So far as her form and spirit of government went, France by the 
			middle of the seventeenth century was a despotism both in theory and 
			in fact. Men were still living who could recall the day when France 
			had a real parliament, the Estates-General as it was called. This 
			body had at one time all the essentials of a representative 
			assembly. It might have become, as the English House of Commons 
			became, the grand inquest of the nation. But it did not do so. The 
			waxing personal strength of the monarchy curbed its influence, its 
			authority weakened, and throughout the great century of French 
			colonial expansion from 1650 to 1750 the Estates-General was never 
			convoked. The centralization of political power was complete. 'The 
			State! I am the State.' These famous words imputed to Louis XIV 
			expressed no vain boast of royal power. Speaking politically, France 
			was a pyramid. At the apex was the Bourbon sovereign. In him all 
			lines of authority converged. Subordinate to him in authority, and 
			dominated by him when he willed it, were various appointive 
			councils, among them the Council of State and the so-called 
			Parliament of Paris, which was not a parliament at all, but a 
			semi-judicial body entrusted with the function of registering the 
			royal decrees. Below these in the hierarchy of officialdom came the 
			intendant of the various provinces --forty or more of them. Loyal 
			agents of the crown were these intend ants. They saw to it that no 
			royal mandate ever went unheeded in any part of the king's domain. 
			These forty intendants were the men who really bridged the great 
			administrative gulf which lay between the royal court and the 
			people. They were the most conspicuous, the most important, and the 
			most characteristic officials of the old regime. Without them the 
			royal authority would have tumbled over by its own sheer 
			top-heaviness. They were the eyes and ears of the monarchy; they 
			provided the monarch with fourscore eager hands to work his 
			sovereign will. The intendant, in turn, had their underlings, known 
			as the sub-delegates, who held the peasantry in leash. Thus it was 
			that the administration, like a pyramid, broadened towards its base, 
			and the whole structure rested upon the third estate, or rank and 
			file of the people. Such was the position, the power, and 
			administrative framework of France when her kings and people turned 
			their eyes westward across the seas. From the rugged old Norman and 
			Breton seaports courageous mariners had been for a long time 
			lengthening their voyages to new coasts. As early as 1534 Jacques 
			Cartier of St Malo had made the first of his pilgrimages to the St 
			Lawrence, and in 1542 his associate Roberval had attempted to plant 
			a colony there. They had found the shores of the great river to be 
			inhospitable; the winters were rigorous; no stores of mineral wealth 
			had appeared; nor did the land seem to possess great agricultural 
			possibilities. From Mexico the Spanish galleons were bearing home 
			their rich cargoes of silver bullion. In Virginia the English 
			navigators had found a land of fair skies and fertile soil. But the 
			hills and valleys of the northland had shouted no such greeting to 
			the voyageurs of Brittany. Cartier had failed to make his landfall 
			at Utopia, and the balance-sheet of his achievements, when cast up 
			in 1544, had offered a princely dividend of disappointment. 
			 
			For a half-century following the abortive efforts of Cartier and 
			Roberval, the French authorities had made no serious or successful 
			attempt to plant a colony in the New World. That is not surprising, 
			for there were troubles in plenty at home. Huguenots and Catholics 
			were at each other's throats; the wars of the Fronde convulsed the 
			land; and it was not till the very end of the sixteenth century that 
			the country settled down to peace within its own borders. Some 
			facetious chronicler has remarked that the three chief causes of 
			early warfare were Christianity, herrings, and cloves. There is much 
			golden truth in that nugget. For if one could take from human 
			history all the strife that has been due either to bigotry or to 
			commercial avarice, a fair portion of the blood streaks would be 
			washed from its pages. For the time being, at any rate, France had 
			so much fighting at home that she was unable, like her Spanish, 
			Portuguese, Dutch, and English neighbors, to gain strategic points 
			for future fighting abroad. Those were days when, if a people would 
			possess the gates of their enemies, it behooved them to begin early. 
			France made a late start, and she was forced to take, in 
			consequence, what other nations had shown no eagerness to seize. 
			 
			It was Samuel Champlain, a seaman of Brouage, who first secured for 
			France and for Frenchmen a sure foothold in North America, and thus 
			became the herald of Bourbon imperialism. After a youth spent at 
			sea, Champlain engaged for some years in the armed conflicts with 
			the Huguenots; then he returned to his old marine life once more. He 
			sailed to the Spanish main and elsewhere, thereby gaining skill as a 
			navigator and ambition to be an explorer of new coasts. In 1603 came 
			an opportunity to join an expedition to the St Lawrence, and from 
			this time to the end of his days the Brouage mariner gave his whole 
			interest and energies to the work of planting an outpost of empire 
			in the New World. Champlain was scarcely thirty-six when he made his 
			first voyage to Canada; he died at Quebec on Christmas Day, 1635. 
			His service to the king and nation extended over three decades. 
			 
			With the crew of his little vessel, the Don de Dieu, Champlain cast 
			anchor on July 9, 1608, beneath the frowning natural ramparts of 
			Cape Diamond, and became the founder of a city built upon a rock. 
			The felling of trees and the hewing of wood began. Within a few 
			weeks Champlain raised his rude fort, brought his provisions ashore, 
			established relations with the Indians, and made ready with his 
			twenty-eight followers to spend the winter in the new settlement. It 
			was a painful experience. The winter was long and bitter; scurvy 
			raided the Frenchmen's cramped quarters, and in the spring only 
			eight followers were alive to greet the ship which came with new 
			colonists and supplies. It took a soul of iron to continue the 
			project of nation-planting after such a tragic beginning; but 
			Champlain was not the man to recoil from the task. More settlers 
			were landed; women and children were brought along; land was broken 
			for cultivation; and in due course a little village grew up about 
			the fort. This was Quebec, the centre and soul of French hopes 
			beyond the Atlantic. 
			 
			For the first twenty years of its existence the little colony had a 
			stormy time. Some of the settlers were unruly, and gave Champlain, 
			who was both maker and enforcer of the laws, a hard task to hold 
			them in control. During these years the king took little interest in 
			his new domains; settlers came slowly, and those who came seemed to 
			be far more interested in trading with the Indians than in carving 
			out permanent homes for themselves. Few there were among them who 
			thought of anything but a quick competence from the profits of the 
			fur trade, and a return to France at the earliest opportunity 
			thereafter. 
			 
			Now it was the royal idea, in so far as the busy monarch of France 
			had any fixed purpose in the matter, that the colony should be 
			placed upon a feudal basis--that lands should be granted and 
			sub-granted on feudal terms. In other words, the king or his 
			representative stood ready to give large tracts or fiefs in New 
			France to all immigrants whose station in life warranted the belief 
			that they would maintain the dignity of seigneurs. These, in turn, 
			were to sub-grant the land to ordinary settlers, who came without 
			financial resources, sent across usually at the expense of His 
			Majesty. In this way the French authorities hoped to create a 
			powerful military colony with a feudal hierarchy as its outstanding 
			feature. 
			 
			Feudalism is a much-abused term. To the minds of most laymen it has 
			a rather hazy association with things despotic, oppressive, and 
			mediaeval. The mere mention of the term conjures up those days of 
			the Dark Ages when amour-clad knights found their chief recreation 
			in running lances through one another; when the overworked, underfed 
			laborers of the field cringed and cowered before every lordly whim. 
			Most readers seem to get their notions of chivalry from Scott's 
			Talisman, and their ideas on feudalism from the same author's 
			immortal Ivanhoe. While scholars keep up a merry disputation as to 
			the historical origin of the feudal system, the public imagination 
			goes steadily on with its own curious picture of how that system 
			lived and moved and had its being. A prolix tale of origins would be 
			out of place in this chronicle; but even the mind of the man in the 
			street ought to be set right as regards what feudalism was designed 
			to do, and what in fact it did, for mankind, while civilization 
			battled its way down the ages. 
			 
			Feudalism was a system of social relations based upon land. It grew 
			out of the chaos which came upon Europe in the centuries following 
			the collapse of the Roman Empire. The fall of Roman power flattened 
			the whole political structure of Western Europe, and nothing arose 
			to take its place. Every lord or princeling was left to depend for 
			defense upon the strength of his own arm; so he gathered around him 
			as many vassals as he could. He gave them land; they gave him what 
			he most wanted,--a promise to serve and aid in time of war. The lord 
			gave and promised to guard; the vassal took and promised to serve. 
			Thus there was created a personal relation, a bond of mutual 
			loyalty, wardship, and service, which bound liegeman to lord with 
			hoops of steel. No one can read Carlyle's trenchant Past and Present 
			without bearing away some vivid and altogether wholesome impressions 
			concerning the essential humanity of this great mediaeval 
			institution. It shares with the Christian Church the honor of having 
			made life worth living in days when all else combined to make it 
			intolerable. It brought at least a semblance of social, economic, 
			and political order out of helpless and hopeless disorganization. It 
			helped Europe slowly to recover from the greatest catastrophe in all 
			her history. 
			 
			But our little systems have their day, as the poet assures us. They 
			have their day and cease to be. Feudalism had its day, from dawn to 
			twilight a day of picturesque memory. But it did not cease to exist 
			when its day of service was done. Long after the necessity for 
			mutual service and protection had passed away; long after the growth 
			of firm monarchies with powerful standing armies had established the 
			reign of law, the feudal system kept its hold upon the social order 
			in France and elsewhere. The obligation of military service, when no 
			longer needed, was replaced by dues and payments. The modern cash 
			nexus replaced the old personal bond between vassal and lord. The 
			feudal system became the seigneurial system. The lord became the 
			seigneur; the vassal became the censitaire or peasant cultivator 
			whose chief function was to yield revenue for his seigneur's purse. 
			These were great changes which sapped the spirit of the ancient 
			institution. No longer bound to their dependants by any personal 
			tie, the seigneurs usually turned affairs over to their bailiffs, 
			men with hearts of adamant, who squeezed from the seigneuries every 
			sou the hapless peasantry could yield. These publicans of the old 
			regime have much to answer for. They and their work were not least 
			among the causes which brought upon the crown and upon the 
			privileged orders that terrible retribution of the Red Terror. Not 
			with the mediaeval institution of feudalism, but with its emaciated 
			descendant, the seigneurial system of the seventeenth and eighteenth 
			centuries, ought men to associate, if they must, their notions of 
			grinding oppression and class hatred. 
			 
			Out to his new colony on the St Lawrence the king sent this 
			seigneurial system. A gross and gratuitous outrage, a characteristic 
			manifestation of Bourbon stupidity--that is a common verdict upon 
			the royal action. But it may well be asked: What else was there to 
			do? The seigneurial system was still the basis of land tenure in 
			France. The nobility and even the throne rested upon it. The Church 
			sanctioned and supported it. The people in general, whatever their 
			attitude towards seigneurialism, were familiar with no other system 
			of landholding. It was not, like the encomienda system which Spain 
			planted in Mexico, an arrangement cut out of new cloth for the more 
			ruthless exploitation of a fruitful domain. The Puritan who went to 
			Massachusetts Bay took his system of socage tenure along with him. 
			The common law went with the flag of England. It was quite as 
			natural that the Custom of Paris should follow the fleurs-de-lis. 
			 
			There was every reason to expect, moreover, that in the New World 
			the seigneurial system would soon free itself from those barnacles 
			of privilege and oppression which were encrusted on its sides at 
			home. Here was a small settlement of pioneers surrounded by hostile 
			aborigines. The royal arm, strong as it was at home, could not well 
			afford protection a thousand leagues away. The colony must organize 
			and learn to protect itself. In other words, the colonial 
			environment was very much like that in which the yeomen of the Dark 
			Ages had found themselves. And might not its dangers be faced in the 
			old feudal way? They were faced in this way. In the history of 
			French Canada we find the seigneurial system forced back towards its 
			old feudal plane. We see it gain in vitality; we see the old 
			personal bond between lord and vassal restored to some of its 
			pristine strength; we see the military aspects of the system 
			revived, and its more sordid phases thrust aside. It turned New 
			France into a huge armed camp; it gave the colony a closely knit 
			military organization; and, in a day when Canada needed every ounce 
			of her strength to ward off encircling enemies both white and red, 
			it did for her what no other system could be expected to do. 
			 
			But to return to the little cradle of empire at the foot of Cape 
			Diamond. Champlain for a score of years worked himself to premature 
			old age in overcoming those many obstacles which always meet the 
			pioneer. More settlers were brought; a few seigneuries were granted; 
			priests were summoned from France; a new fort was built; and by 
			sheer perseverance a settlement of about three hundred souls had 
			been established by 1627. But no single individual, however untiring 
			in his efforts, could do all that needed to be done. It was 
			consequently arranged, with the entire approval of Champlain, that 
			the task of building up the colony should be entrusted to a great 
			colonizing company formed for the purpose under royal auspices. In 
			this project the moving spirit was no less a personage than Cardinal 
			Richelieu, the great minister of Louis XIII. Official France was now 
			really interested. Hitherto its interest, while profusely enough 
			expressed, had been little more than perfunctory. With Richelieu as 
			its sponsor a company was easily organized. Though by royal decree 
			it was chartered as the Company of New France, it became more 
			commonly known as the Company of One Hundred Associates; for it was 
			a co-operative organization with one hundred members, some of them 
			traders and merchants, but more of them courtiers. Colonizing 
			companies were the fashion of Richelieu's day. Holland and England 
			were exploiting new lands by the use of companies; there was no good 
			reason why France should not do likewise. 
			 
			This system of company exploitation was particularly popular with 
			the monarchs of all these European countries. It made no demands on 
			the royal purse. If failure attended the company's ventures the king 
			bore no financial loss. But if the company succeeded, if its profits 
			were large and its achievements great, the king might easily step in 
			and claim his share of it all as the price of royal protection and 
			patronage. In both England and Holland the scheme worked out in that 
			way. An English stock company began and developed the work which 
			finally placed India in the possession of the British crown; a 
			similar Dutch organization in due course handed over Java as a rich 
			patrimony to the king of the Netherlands. France, however, was not 
			so fortunate. True enough, the Company of One Hundred Associates 
			made a brave start; its charter gave great privileges, and placed on 
			the company large obligations; it seemed as though a new era in 
			French colonization had begun. 'Having in view the establishment of 
			a powerful military colony,' as this charter recites, the king gave 
			to the associates the entire territory claimed by France in the 
			western hemisphere, with power to govern, create trade, grant lands, 
			and bestow titles of nobility. For its part the company was to send 
			out settlers, at least two hundred of them a year; it was to provide 
			them with free transportation, give them free lands and initial 
			subsistence; it was to support priests and teachers--in fact, to do 
			all things necessary for the creation of that 'powerful military 
			colony' which His Majesty had in expectation. 
			 
			It happened, however, that the first fleet the company dispatched in 
			1628 did not reach Canada. The ships were attacked and captured, and 
			in the following year Quebec itself fell into English hands. After 
			its restoration in 1632 the company, greatly crippled, resumed 
			operations, but did very little for the upbuilding of the colony. 
			Few settlers were sent out at all, and of these still fewer went at 
			the company's expense. In only two ways did the company, after the 
			first few years of its existence, show any interest in its new 
			territories. In the first place, its officers readily grasped the 
			opportunity to make some profits out of the fur trade. Each year 
			ships were sent to Quebec; merchandise was there landed, and a cargo 
			of furs taken in exchange. If the vessel ever reached home, despite 
			the risks of wreck and capture, a handsome dividend for those 
			interested was the outcome. But the risks were great, and, after a 
			time, when the profits declined, the company showed scant interest 
			in even the trading part of its business. The other matter in which 
			the directors of the company showed some interest was in the giving 
			of seigneuries --chiefly to themselves. About sixty of these 
			seigneuries were granted, large tracts all of them. One director of 
			the company secured the whole island of Orleans as his seigneurial 
			estate; others took generous slices on both shores of the St 
			Lawrence. But not one of these men lifted a finger in the way of 
			redeeming his huge fief from the wilderness. Every one seems to have 
			had great zeal in getting hold of these vast tracts with the hope 
			that they would some day rise in value. As for the development of 
			the lands, however, neither the company nor its officers showed any 
			such fervor in serving the royal cause. Thirty years after the 
			company had taken its charter there were only about two thousand 
			inhabitants in the colony; not more than four thousand arpents of 
			land were under cultivation; trade had failed to increase; and the 
			colonists were openly demanding a change of policy. 
			 
			When Louis XIV came to the throne and chose Colbert as his chief 
			minister it was deemed wise to look into the colonial situation.1 
			Both were surprised and angered by the showing. It appeared that not 
			only had the company neglected its obligations, but that its 
			officers had shrewdly concealed their shortcomings from the royal 
			notice. The great Bourbon therefore acted promptly and with 
			firmness. In a couple of notable royal decrees he read the directors 
			a severe lecture upon their avarice and inaction, took away all the 
			company's powers, confiscated to the crown all the seigneuries which 
			the directors had granted to themselves, and ordered that the colony 
			should thenceforth be administered as a royal province. By his later 
			actions the king showed that he meant what his edicts implied. The 
			colony passed under direct royal government in 1663, and virtually 
			remained there until its surrender into English hands an even 
			century later. 
			 
			Louis XIV was greatly interested in Canada. From beginning to end of 
			his long administration he showed this interest at every turn. His 
			officials sent from Quebec their long dispatches; the patient 
			monarch read them all, and sent by the next ship his budget of 
			orders, advice, reprimand, and praise. As a royal province, New 
			France had for its chief official a governor who represented the 
			royal dignity and power. The governor was the chief military 
			officer, and it was to him that the king looked for the proper care 
			of all matters relating to the defense and peace of New France. Then 
			there was the Sovereign Council, a body made up of the bishop, the 
			intendant, and certain prominent citizens of the colony named by the 
			king on the advice of his colonial representatives. This council was 
			both a law-making and a judicial body. It registered and published 
			the royal decrees, made local regulations, and acted as the supreme 
			court of the colony. But the official who loomed largest in the 
			purely civil affairs of New France was the intendant. He was the 
			overseas apostle of Bourbon paternalism, and as his commission 
			authorized him to 'order all things as he may think just and 
			proper,' the intendant never found much opportunity for idleness. 
			 
			Tocqueville, shrewdest among historians of pre-revolutionary France, 
			has somewhere pointed out that under the old regime the 
			administration took the place of Providence. It sought to be as 
			omniscient and as omnipotent; its ways were quite as inscrutable. In 
			this policy the intendant was the royal man-of-all-work. The king 
			spoke and the intendant transformed his words into action. As the 
			sovereign's great interest in the colony moved him to speak often, 
			the intendant's activity was prodigious. Ordinances, edicts, 
			judgments and decrees fairly flew from his pen like sparks from an 
			anvil. Nothing that needed setting aright was too inconsequential 
			for a paternal order. An ordinance establishing a system of weights 
			and measures for the colony rubs shoulders with another inhibiting 
			the youngsters of Quebec from sleigh-riding down its hilly 
			thoroughfares in icy weather. Printed in small type these decrees of 
			the intendant's make up a bulky volume, the present-day interest of 
			which is only to show how often the hand of authority thrust itself 
			into the daily walk and conversation of Old Canada. 
			 
			From first to last there were a dozen intendants of New France. Jean 
			Talon, whose prudence and energy did much to set the colony on its 
			feet, was the first; Fracois Bigot, the arch-plunderer of public 
			funds, who did so much to bring the land to disaster, was the last. 
			Between them came a line of sensible, hard-working, and loyal men 
			who gave the best that was in them to the uphill task of making the 
			colony what their royal master wanted it to be. Unfortunate it is 
			that Bigot's astounding depravity has led too many readers and 
			writers of Canadian history to look upon the intendancy of New 
			France as a post held chiefly by rascals. As a class no men served 
			the French crown more steadfastly or to better purpose. 
			 
			Now it was to the intendant, in Talon's time, that the king 
			committed the duty of granting seigneuries and of supervising the 
			seigneurial system in operation. But, later, when Count Frontenac, 
			the iron governor of the colony, came into conflict with the 
			intendant on various other matters, he made complaint to the court 
			at Versailles that the intendant was assuming too much authority. A 
			royal decree therefore ordered that for the future these grants 
			should he made by the governor and intendant jointly. Thenceforth 
			they were usually so made, although in some cases the intendant 
			disregarded the royal instructions and signed the title-deeds alone; 
			and it appears that in all cases he was the main factor in 
			determining who should get seigneuries and who should not. The 
			intendant, moreover, made himself the chief guardian of the 
			relations between the seigneurs and their seigneurial tenants. When 
			the seigneurs tried to exact in the way of honors, dues, and 
			services any more than the laws and customs of the land allowed, the 
			watchful intendant promptly checkmated them with a restrictive 
			decree. Or when some seigneurial claim, even though warranted by law 
			or custom, seemed to be detrimental to the general wellbeing of the 
			people, he regularly brought the matter to the attention of the home 
			government and invoked its intervention. In all such matters he was 
			praetor and tribune combined. Without the intendancy the seigneurial 
			system would soon have become an agent of oppression, for some 
			Canadian seigneurs were quite as avaricious as their friends at 
			home. 
			 
			The heyday of Canadian feudalism was the period from 1663 to about 
			1750. During this interval nearly three hundred fiefs were granted. 
			Most of them went to officials of the civil administration, many to 
			retired military officers, many others to the Church and its 
			affiliated institutions, and some to merchants and other lay 
			inhabitants of the colony. Certain seigneurs set to work with real 
			zeal, bringing out settlers from France and steadily getting larger 
			portions of their fiefs under cultivation. Others showed far less 
			enterprise, and some no enterprise at all. From time to time the 
			king and his ministers would make inquiry as to the progress being 
			made. The intendant would reply with a memoir often of pitiless 
			length, setting forth the facts and figures. Then His Majesty would 
			respond with an edict ordering that all seigneurs who did not 
			forthwith help the colony by putting settlers on their lands should 
			have their grants revoked. But the seigneurs who were most at fault 
			in this regard were usually the ones who had most influence in the 
			little administrative circle at Quebec. Hence the king's orders were 
			never enforced to the letter, and sometimes not enforced at all. 
			Unlike the Parliament of Paris, the Sovereign Council at Quebec 
			never refused to register a royal edict. What would have happened in 
			the event of its doing so is a query that legal antiquarians might 
			find difficult to answer. Even a sovereign decree bearing the 
			Bourbon sign-manual could not gain the force of law in Canada except 
			by being spread upon the council's records. In France the king could 
			come clattering with his escort to the council hall and there, by 
			his so termed 'bed of justice,' compel the registration of his 
			decrees. But the Chateau of St Louis at Quebec was too far away for 
			any such violent procedure. 
			 
			The colonial council never sought to find out what would follow an 
			open defiance of the royal wishes. It had a safer plan. Decrees were 
			always promptly registered; but when they did not suit the 
			councilors they were just as promptly pigeon-holed, and the people 
			of the colony were thus left in complete ignorance of the new 
			regulations. On one occasion the intendant Raudot, in looking over 
			the council records for legal light on a case before him, found a 
			royal decree which had been registered by the council some twenty 
			years before, but not an inkling of which had ever reached the 
			people to whom it had conveyed new rights against their seigneurs. 
			'It was the interest of the attorney-general as a seigneur, as it 
			was also the interest of other councilors who are seigneurs, that 
			the provisions of this decree should never be made public,' is the 
			frank way in which the intendant explained the matter in one of his 
			dispatches to the king. The fact is that the royal arm, supremely 
			powerful at home, lost a good deal of its strength when stretched 
			across a thousand leagues of ocean. If anything happened amiss after 
			the ships left Quebec in the late summer, there was no regular means 
			of making report to the king for a full twelvemonth. The royal reply 
			could not be had at the earliest until the ensuing spring; if the 
			king's advisers desired to look into matters fully it sometimes 
			happened that another year passed before the royal decision reached 
			Quebec. By that time matters had often righted themselves, or the 
			issue had been forgotten. At any rate the direct influence of the 
			crown was much less effective than it would have been had the colony 
			been within easy reach. The governor and intendant were accordingly 
			endowed by the force of circumstances with large discretionary 
			powers. When they agreed it was possible to order things about as 
			they chose. When they disagreed on any project the matter went off 
			to the king for decision, which often meant that it was shelved 
			indefinitely. 
			 
			The administration of New France was not efficient. There were too 
			many officials for the size and needs of the colony. Their 
			respective spheres of authority were too loosely defined. Nor did 
			the crown desire to have every one working in harmony. A moderate 
			amount of friction--provided it did not wholly clog the wheels of 
			administration --was not deemed an unmixed evil. It served to make 
			each official a tale-bearer against his colleague, so that the home 
			authorities might count on getting all sides to every story. The 
			financial situation, moreover, was always precarious. At no time 
			could New France pay its own way; every second dispatch from the 
			governor and intendant asked the king for money or for things that 
			cost money. Louis XIV was astonishingly generous in the face of so 
			many of these demands upon his exchequer, but the more he gave the 
			more he was asked to give. When the stress of European wars 
			curtailed the king's bounty the colonial authorities began to issue 
			paper money; the issues were gradually increased; the paper soon 
			depreciated, and in its closing years the colony fairly wallowed in 
			the slough of almost worthless fiat currency. 
			 
			In addition to meeting the annual deficit of the colony the royal 
			authorities encouraged and assisted emigration to New France. Whole 
			shiploads of settlers were at times gathered and sent to Quebec. The 
			seigneurs, by the terms of their grants, should have been active in 
			this work; but very few of them took any share in it. Nearly the 
			entire task of applying a stimulus to emigration was thrust on the 
			king and his officials at home. Year after gear the governor and 
			intendant grew increasingly urgent in repeated requests for more 
			settlers, until a rebuke arrived in a suggestion that the king was 
			not minded to depopulate France in order to people his colonies. The 
			influx of settlers was relatively large during the years 1663-72. 
			Then it dwindled perceptibly, although immigrants kept coming year 
			by year so long as war did not completely cut off communication with 
			France. The colony gained bravely, moreover, through its own natural 
			increase, for the colonial birth-rate was high, large families being 
			everywhere the rule. In 1673 the population of New France was 
			figured at about seven thousand; in 1760 it had reached nearly fifty 
			thousand. 
			 
			The development of agriculture on the seigneurial lands did not, 
			however, keep pace with growth in population. It was hard to keep 
			settlers to the prosaic task of tilling the soil. There were too 
			many distractions, chief among them the lure of the Indian trade. 
			The traffic in furs offered large profits and equally large risks; 
			but it always yielded a full dividend of adventure and hair-raising 
			experience. The fascination of the forest life gripped the young men 
			of the colony, and they left for the wilderness by the hundred. 
			There is a roving strain in Norman blood. It brought the Norseman to 
			France and Sicily; it took his descendants from the plough and sent 
			them over the waters of the New World, from the St Lawrence to the 
			Lakes and from the Lakes to the Gulf of Mexico. Church and state 
			joined hands in attempt to keep them at home. Royal decrees of 
			outlawry and ecclesiastical edicts of excommunication were issued 
			against them. Seigneurs stipulated that their lands would be 
			forfeited unless so many arpents were put under crop each year. But 
			all to little avail. So far as developing the permanent resources of 
			the colony were concerned these coureurs de bois might just as well 
			have remained in France. Once in a while a horde of them descended 
			to Quebec or Montreal, disposed of their furs to merchants, filled 
			themselves with brandy and turned bedlam loose in the town. Then 
			before the authorities could unwind the red tape of legal procedure 
			they were off again to the wilds. 
			 
			This Indian trade, despite the large and valuable cargoes of beaver 
			pelts which it enabled New France to send home, was a curse to the 
			colony. It drew from husbandry the best blood of the land, the young 
			men of strength, initiative, and perseverance. It wrecked the health 
			and character of thousands. It drew the Church and the civil 
			government into profitless quarrels. The bishop flayed the governor 
			for letting this trade go on. The governor could not, dared not, and 
			sometimes did not want to stop it. At any rate it was a great 
			obstacle to agricultural progress. With it and other distractions in 
			existence the clearing of the seigneuries proceeded very slowly. At 
			the close of French dominion in 1760 the amount of cultivated land 
			was only about three hundred thousand arpents, or about five acres 
			for every head of population--not a very satisfactory showing for a 
			century of Bourbon imperialism in the St Lawrence valley. 
			 
			Yet the colony, when the English conquerors came upon it in 1759, 
			was far from being on its last legs. It had overcome the worst of 
			its obstacles and had created a foundation upon which solid building 
			might be done. Its people had reached the stage of rude but 
			tolerable comfort. Its highways of trade and intercourse had been 
			freed from the danger of Indian raids. It had some small industries 
			and was able to raise almost the whole of its own food-supply. The 
			traveler who passed along the great river from Quebec to Montreal in 
			the early autumn might see, as Peter Kalm in his Travels tells us he 
			saw, field upon field of waving grain extending from the shores 
			inward as far as the eye could reach, broken only here and there by 
			tracts of meadow and woodland. The outposts of an empire at least 
			had been established.  
			1 See in this Series 'The Great 
			Intendant', chap. I. 
			 
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