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I've told you many a tale my child of the	A
old heroic days	B
Of Indian wars and massacre of villages ablaze	B
With savage torch from Ville Marie to the	A
Mission of Trois Rivieres	C
But never have I told you yet of Madeleine	D
Vercheres	C
	-
Summer had come with its blossoms and gaily	E
the robin sang	F
And deep in the forest arches the axe of the	A
woodman rang	F
Again in the waving meadows the sun browned	G
farmers met	H
And out on the green St Lawrence the fisher	I
man spread his net	H
	-
And so through the pleasant season till the	A
days of October came	J
When children wrought their parents and	K
even the old and lame	J
With tottering frames and footsteps their	L
feeble labors lent	M
At the gathering of the harvest le bon Dieu	M
himself had sent	M
	-
For news there was none of battle from the	A
forts on the Richelieu	N
To the gates of the ancient city where the	A
flag of King Louis flew	N
All peaceful the skies hung over the seignerie	L
of Vercheres	C
Like the calm that so often cometh ere the	A
hurricanes rends the air	L
	-
And never a thought of danger had the	A
Seigneur sailing away	O
To join the soldiers of Carignan where down	P
at Quebec they lay	O
But smiled on his little daughter the maiden	Q
Madeleine	D
And a necklet of jewels promised her when	D
home he should come again	D
	-
And ever the days passed swiftly and careless	C
the workmen grew	L
For the months they seemed a hundred since	C
the last war bugle blew	L
Ah little they dreamt on their pillows the	A
farmers of Vercheres	C
That the wolves of the southern forest had	M
scented the harvest fair	L
	-
Like ravens they quickly gather like tigers	C
they watch their prey	O
Poor people with hearts so happy they sang	F
as they toiled away	O
Till the murderous eyeballs glistened and the	A
tomahawk leaped out	M
And the banks on the green St Lawrence	C
echoed the savage shout	M
	-
'Oh mother of Christ have pity ' shrieked	M
the women in despair	L
'This is no time for praying ' cried the young	R
Madeleine Vercheres	C
'Aux armes aux armes les Iroquois quick	S
to your arms and guns	C
Fight for your God and country and the lives	C
of the inocent ones '	-
	-
And she sped like a deer of the mountain when	D
beagles press close behind	M
And the feet that would follow after must be	E
swift as the prairie wind	M
Alas for the men and women and litle ones	C
that day	O
For the road it was long and weary and the	A
fort it was far away	O
	-
But the fawn had outstripped the hunters and	M
the palisades drew near	L
And soon from the inner gateway the war	L
bugle rang out clear	L
Gallant and clear it sounded with never a note	M
of despair	L
'T was a soldier of France's challenge from	T
the young Madeleine Vercheres	C
	-
'And this is my little garrison my brothers	C
Louis and Paul	U
With soldiers two and a cripple may the	A
Virgin pray for us all	U
But we've powder and guns in plenty and	M
we 'll fight to the latest breath	V
And if need be for God and country die a	A
brave soldier's death	V
	-
'Load all the carabines quickly and whenever	L
you sight the foe	W
Fire from the upper turret and the loopholes	C
down below	W
Keep up the fire brave soldiers though the	A
fight may be fierce and long	X
And they 'll think out little garrison is more	L
than a hundred strong '	-
	-
So spake the maiden Madeleine and she roused	M
the Norman blood	M
That seemed for a moment sleeping and sent	M
it like a flood	M
Though every heart around her and they	O
fought the red Iroquois	C
As fought in the old time battles the soldiers	C
of Carignan	Q
	-
And they say the black clouds gathered and a	A
tempest swept the sky	Y
And the roar of the thunder mingled with the	A
forest tiger's cry	Y
But still the garrison fought on while the	A
lightning's jagged spear	L
Tore a hole in the night's dark curtain and	M
showed them a foeman near	L
	-
And the sun rose up in the morning and the	A
color of blood was he	E
Gazing down from the heavens on the little	Z
company	E
'Behold my friend ' cried the maiden ' 't is	C
a warning lest we forget	M
Though the night saw us do our duty our	L
work is not finished yet '	-
	-
And six days followed each other and feeble	Z
her limbs became	J
Yet the maid never sought her pillow and the	A
flash of the carabines' flames	C
Illuminated the powder smoked face aye even	A2
when hope seemed gone	B2
And she only smiled on her comrades and told	M
them to fight fight on	C2
	-
And she blew a blast on the bugle and lo	W
from the forest black	D2
Merrily merrily ringing an answer came peal	E2
ing back	D2
Oh pleasant and sweet it sounded borne on	C2
the morning air	L
For it heralded fifty soldiers with gallant De	E
la Monniere	L
	-
And when he beheld the maiden the soldier	L
of Carignan	Q
And looked on the little garrison that fought	M
the red Iroquois	C
And held their own in the battle for six long	X
weary days	C
He stood for a moment speechless and mar	L
velled at woman's ways	C
	-
Then he beckoned the men behind him and	M
steadily they advance	C
And with carabines uplifted the veterans of	F2
France	C
Saluted the brave young captain so timidly	E
standing there	L
And they fired a volley in honor of Madeleine	D
Vercheres	C
	-
And this my dear is the story of the maiden	Q
Madeleine	D
God grant that we in Canada may never see	C
again	D
Such cruel wars and massacres in waking or in	A2
dream	G2
As our fathers and mothers saw my child in	A2
the days of the old regime	G2

William Henry Drummond

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