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FRENCH AND INDIAN WAR
 From 1754 to 1763 there was a bitter war carried on
between the French, aided by the Indians, on one side,
and the English, aided by her colonies, on the other.
We shall pass very quickly over this war, which,
though very important, does not
chance to have so very many stories for young people in it.
One of the first attacks in this war was made
on the French settlement in Acadia.
I wish you were old enough to read the beautiful
story of Evangeline as it is told by our Longfellow.
By and by I hope you will read it, and will learn
to love this beautiful Evangeline, who was so
cruelly driven from her home in Acadia.
 In the beautiful Basin of the Minas
was a quiet little French village. The people
of this village were peaceful, home loving
families, and took no part in the war on
either side. The English colonists, however,
fearing that they might, by and by, be persuaded
to join the French forces, made up
their minds to break up this village and scatter the people.
One bright morning the English officers came into the
village and demanded that the people be gathered in the
churches to hear a message which the English brought to
The people all left their work and flocked to the churches.
The farmer left his harvest field, the blacksmith his
anvil, the wife and maiden their spinning-wheels.
No sooner were all the people within the
 churches than they were surrounded by British soldiers,
hustled down to the water-side, and crowded on board the
ships like so many herds of sheep. O, it was a cruel deed!
Families were torn apart; wives lost their husbands; mothers
lost their little ones; brothers and sisters, lovers and
maidens, were doomed never to meet each other again. Piteous
were the cries of these poor people, but the soldiers only
laughed at their grief.
As they sailed out from the harbor, they saw the soft
September sky all one terrible glare of flame. Then they
knew that their last hope was gone; their beautiful homes
were burned. This the cruel soldiers had done lest the poor
Acadians might try to wander back to their old home in this
beautiful Basin of the Minas.
When these vessels reached the New
Eng-  land coast, the unhappy people were put ashore
here and there at different places, from New
England to Virginia, that there might be no possibility of
their banding together again. Very few of them ever met
their dear ones again, and many died of homesickness and