PREFACE
acres) and began to fill it with fine homes. It was said the great Napoleon himself would some day build a château among them. A few men of leisure built manor-houses on the river front, and so the Northern Yankee came to see something of the splendor of the far world, with contempt, as we may well imagine, for its waste of time and money.
Those days the North country was a theatre of interest and renown. Its play was a tragedy; its setting the ancient wilderness; its people of all conditions from king to farm hand. Château and cabin, trail and forest road, soldier and civilian, lake and river, now moonlit, now sunlit, now under ice and white with snow, were of the shifting scenes in that play. Sometimes the stage was overrun with cavalry and noisy with the clang of steel and the roar of the carronade.
The most important episodes herein are of history,—so romantic was the life of that time and region. The marriage is almost literally a matter of record.
A good part of the author's life has been
