log-built chapel, westward of Lake Champlain, and near the mighty stream
of the St. Lawrence. It was called Our Lady’s Chapel of the Forest. The
peal went forth as if to redeem and consecrate the heathen wilderness.
The wolf growled at the sound, as he prowled stealthily through the
underbrush; the grim bear turned his back, and stalked sullenly away;
the startled doe leaped up, and led her fawn into a deeper solitude. The
red men wondered what awful voice was speaking amid the wind that roared
through the tree-tops; and, following
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log-built chapel, westward of Lake Champlain, and near the mighty stream of the St. Lawrence. It was called Our Lady’s Chapel of the Forest. The peal went forth as if to redeem and consecrate the heathen wilderness. The wolf growled at the sound, as he prowled stealthily through the underbrush; the grim bear turned his back, and stalked sullenly away; the startled doe leaped up, and led her fawn into a deeper solitude. The red men wondered what awful voice was speaking amid the wind that roared