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forest。
This is the forest primeval； but where are the hearts that
beneath it
Leaped like the roe； when he hears in the woodland the voice of
the huntsman
Where is the thatch…roofed village； the home of Acadian
farmers；
Men whose lives glided on like rivers that water the woodlands；
Darkened by shadows of earth； but reflecting an image of heaven？
Waste are those pleasant farms； and the farmers forever departed！
Scattered like dust and leaves； when the mighty blasts of October
Seize them； and whirl them aloft； and sprinkle them far o'er the
ocean
Naught but tradition remains of the beautiful village of
Grand…Pre。
Ye who believe in affection that hopes； and endures； and is
patient；
Ye who believe in the beauty and strength of woman's devotion；
List to the mournful tradition still sung by the pines of the
forest；
List to a Tale of Love in Acadie； home of the happy。
PART THE FIRST
I
In the Acadian land； on the shores of the Basin of Minas；
Distant； secluded； still； the little village of Grand…Pre
Lay in the fruitful valley。 Vast meadows stretched to the
eastward；
Giving the village its name； and pasture to flocks without
number。
Dikes； that the hands of the farmers had raised with labor
incessant；
Shut out the turbulent tides； but at stated seasons the
flood…gates
Opened； and welcomed the sea to wander at will o'er the meadows。
West and south there were fields of flax； and orchards and
cornfields
Spreading afar and unfenced o'er the plain； and away to the
northward
Blomidon rose； and the forests old； and aloft on the mountains
Sea…fogs pitched their tents； and mists from the mighty Atlantic
Looked on the happy valley； but ne'er from their station
descended
There； in the midst of its farms； reposed the Acadian village。
Strongly built were the houses； with frames of oak and of
hemlock；
Such as the peasants of Normandy built in the reign of the
Henries。
Thatched were the roofs； with dormer…windows； and gables
projecting
Over the basement below protected and shaded the doorway。
There in the tranquil evenings of summer； when brightly the
sunset
Lighted the village street and gilded the vanes on the chimneys；
Matrons and maidens sat in snow…white caps and in kirtles
Scarlet and blue and green； with distaffs spinning the golden
Flax for the gossiping looms； whose noisy shuttles within doors
Mingled their sound with the whir of the wheels and the songs of
the maidens；
Solemnly down the street came the parish priest； and the children
Paused in their play to kiss the hand he extended to bless them。
Reverend walked he among them； and up rose matrons and maidens；
Hailing his slow approach with words of affectionate welcome。
Then came the laborers home from the field； and serenely the sun
sank
Down to his rest； and twilight prevailed。 Anon from the belfry
Softly the Angelus sounded； and over the roofs of the village
Columns of pale blue smoke； like clouds of incense ascending；
Rose from a hundred hearths； the homes of peace and contentment。
Thus dwelt together in love these simple Acadian farmers；
Dwelt in the love of God and of man。 Alike were they free from
Fear； that reigns with the tyrant； and envy； the vice of
republics。
Neither locks had they to their doors； nor bars to their windows；
But their dwellings were open as day and the hearts of their
owners；
There the richest was poor； and the poorest lived in abundance。
Somewhat apart from the village； and nearer the Basin of Minas；
Benedict Bellefontaine； the wealthiest farmer of Grand…Pre；
Dwelt on his goodly acres： and with him； directing his household；
Gentle Evangeline lived； his child； and the pride of the village。
Stalworth and stately in form was the man of seventy winters；
Hearty and hale was he； an oak that is covered with snow…flakes；
White as the snow were his locks； and his cheeks as brown as the
oak…leaves。
Fair was she to behold； that maiden of seventeen summers。
Black were her eyes as the berry that grows on the thorn by the
wayside；
Black； yet how softly they gleamed beneath the brown shade of her
tresses！
Sweet was her breath as the breath of kine that feed in the
meadows。
When in the harvest heat she bore to the reapers at noontide
Flagons of home…brewed ale； ah！ fair in sooth was the maiden；
Fairer was she when； on Sunday morn； while the bell from its
turret
Sprinkled with holy sounds the air； as the priest with his hyssop
Sprinkles the congregation； and scatters blessings upon them；
Down the long street she passed； with her chaplet of beads and
her missal；
Wearing her Norman cap and her kirtle of blue； and the ear…rings；
Brought in the olden time from France； and since； as an heirloom；
Handed down from mother to child； through long generations。
But a celestial brightnessa more ethereal beauty
Shone on her face and encircled her form； when； after confession；
Homeward serenely she walked with God's benediction upon her。
When she had passed； it seemed like the ceasing of exquisite
music。
Firmly builded with rafters of oak； the house of the farmer
Stood on the side of a hill commanding the sea； and a shady
Sycamore grew by the door； with a woodbine wreathing around it。
Rudely carved was the porch； with seats beneath； and a footpath
Led through an orchard wide； and disappeared in the meadow。
Under the sycamore…tree were hives overhung by a penthouse；
Such as the traveller sees in regions remote by the roadside；
Built o'er a box for the poor； or the blessed image of Mary。
Farther down； on the slope of the hill； was the well with its
moss…grown
Bucket； fastened with iron； and near it a trough for the horses。
Shielding the house from storms； on the north； were the barns and
the farm…yard；
There stood the broad…wheeled wains and the antique ploughs and
the harrows；
There were the folds for the sheep； and there； in his feathered
seraglio；
Strutted the lordly turkey； and crowed the cock； with the
selfsame
Voice that in ages of old had startled the penitent Peter。
Bursting with hay were the barns； themselves a village。 In each
one
Far o'er the gable projected a roof of thatch； and a staircase；
Under the sheltering eaves； led up to the odorous corn…loft。
There too the dove…cot stood； with its meek and innocent inmates
Murmuring ever of love； while above in the variant breezes
Numberless noisy weathercocks rattled and sang of mutation。
Thus； at peace with God and the world； the farmer of Grand…Pre
Lived on his sunny farm； and Evangeline governed his household。
Many a youth； as he knelt in the church and opened his missal；
Fixed his eyes upon her as the saint of his deepest devotion；
Happy was he who might touch her hand or the hem of her garment！
Many a suitor came to her door； by the darkness befriended；
And； as he knocked and waited to hear the sound of her footsteps；
Knew not which beat the louder； his heart or the k