CHAPTER III

THE IROQUOIS SUBDUED

It was the special task of Tracy and Courcelle to rid

the colony of the Iroquois scourge. The Five Nations

[Footnote: The Iroquois league consisted of five tribes

or nations--the Mohawks, the Cayugas, the Senecas, the

Onondagas, and the Oneidas.] had heard with some disquietude

of the body of trained soldiers sent by the French king

to check their incursions and crush their confederacy.

At the beginning of December 1665, the Marquis de Tracy

received an embassy from the Onondagas. They desired to

enter into a peace negotiation, and one of the most noted

chiefs, Garakonthie, delivered on that occasion a long

and eloquent address to the viceroy. A treaty was signed

by them on behalf of their own and two of the other

tribes, the Senecas and the Oneidas. But meanwhile the

Oneidas did not cease from hostilities, and the Mohawks

also continued their bloody raids against the French

settlements. Courcelle therefore decided to march at once

against their villages beyond Lake Champlain, in what is

now New York state and to teach them a lesson. But he

did not know the nature of a winter expedition in this

northern climate. Leaving Quebec on January 9, he reached

Three Rivers on the 16th, and proceeded to Fort Saint-Louis

on the Richelieu, where he had fixed the rendezvous of

the troops. The cold was very severe, and many soldiers

were frozen at the outset. On January 29 the little band,

five or six hundred French and Canadians, left Fort

Saint-Louis, unfortunately without waiting for a party

of Algonquins who should have acted as scouts. It was a

distressing march. The soldiers had to walk through deep

snow, and the unfamiliar use of snowshoes was a great

trial to the Europeans. At night, no shelter! They had

to sleep in the open air, under the canopy of the sky

and the cold light of the glimmering stars. Having no

guides, Courcelle and his men lost their way in that

unknown country. After seventeen days of extreme toil

they found that, instead of reaching the Mohawk district,

they were near Corlaer in the New Netherlands, sixty

miles distant. The vanguard had a brush with two hundred

Iroquois, who slipped away after killing six French

soldiers and leaving four of their own number dead. The

governor could go no farther with his exhausted troops

and was forced to retrace his steps. The retreat was

worse than the forward march. The supply of provisions

failed, and to the suffering from cold was soon added

hunger. Many soldiers died of exposure and starvation.

In reading the account of the ill-fated expedition, one

is reminded of the disastrous retreat of Napoleon's army

in 1812 through the icy solitudes of Russia. By this sad

experience the military commanders of New France found

that they had something to learn of the art of making

war in North America, and must respect the peculiarities

of the climate and country. Nevertheless Courcelle's

winter expedition had made an impression on the minds of

the Iroquois and had even surprised the Dutch and the

English. The author of a narrative entitled Relation of

the March of the Governor of Canada into New York wrote:

'Surely so bold and hardy an attempt hath not happened

in any age.'

Apparently the Five Nations were somewhat uneasy, for in

March the Senecas sent ambassadors to the Marquis de

Tracy to ratify the treaty signed in December. In July

delegates came from the Oneida tribe; they presented a

letter written by the English authorities at Orange which

assured the viceroy that the Mohawks were well disposed

and wished for peace. A new treaty of ratification was

accordingly signed. But the lieutenant-general wanted

something more complete and decisive. He demanded of the

delegates a general treaty to include the whole of the

Five Nations, and stated that he would allow forty days

for all the Iroquois tribes to send their ambassadors to

Quebec. Moreover, he instructed Father Beschefer to go

to Orange with some of the Oneida delegates for the

purpose of meeting the ambassadors and escorting them to

Quebec. Unfortunately, a few days after the priest's

departure, news came that four Frenchmen on a hunting

expedition had been killed near Fort Sainte-Anne by a

party of Mohawks, and that three others had been taken

prisoners. One of the slain was a cousin of Tracy, and

one of the captives his nephew. Father Beschefer was at

once recalled and Captain de Sorel was ordered to march

with some two hundred Frenchmen and ninety Indians to

strike a blow at the raiders. Sorel lost no time and had

nearly reached the enemy's villages when he met Tracy's

nephew and the other prisoners under escort of an Iroquois

chief and three warriors, who were bound for Quebec to

make amends for the treacherous murder recently perpetrated

and to sue for peace. Under these circumstances Captain

de Sorel did not think it necessary to proceed farther,

and marched his men home again with the Iroquois and the

rescued prisoners. On August 31 a great meeting was held

at Quebec in the Jesuits' garden. The delegates of the

Five Nations were present, and speeches were made enlarging

on the desirability of peace. But it soon became apparent

that no peace could be lasting except after a successful

expedition against the Mohawks. Tracy, Courcelle, and

Talon held a consultation, and the intendant submitted

a well-prepared document in which he reviewed the reasons

for and against a continuance of the war. In Talon's mind

the arguments in favour of it had undoubtedly the greater

weight. Tracy and Courcelle concurred in this opinion.

Thirteen hundred men were drafted for an expedition--six

hundred regular soldiers, six hundred Canadians, and a

hundred Indians. All was soon ready, and on September

14, the day of the Exaltation of the Cross, Tracy and

Courcelle left Quebec, at the head of their troops. It

was a spectacle that did not fail to impress the Iroquois

chiefs detained in Quebec. One of them, deeply moved,

said to the viceroy: 'I see that we are lost, but you

will pay dearly for your victory; my nation will be

exterminated, but I tell you that many of your young men

will not return, for our young warriors will fight

desperately. I beg of you to save my wife and children.'

Many who witnessed that martial exit of Tracy and Courcelle

from the Chateau Saint-Louis, surrounded by a staff of

noble officers, must have realized that this was a

memorable day in the history of New France. At last a

crushing blow was to be struck at the ferocious foe who

for twenty-five years had been the curse and terror of

the wretched colony. What mighty cheers were shouted on

that day by the eager and enthusiastic spectators who

lined the streets of Quebec!

On September 28, the troops taking part in the expedition

were assembled at Fort Sainte-Anne. [Footnote: On isle

La Mothe at the northern end of Lake Champlain.] Charles

Le Moyne commanded the Montreal contingent, one hundred

and ten strong; the Quebec contingent marched under Le

Gardeur de Repentigny. Father Albanel and Father Raffeix,

Jesuit priests, the Abbe Dollier de Casson, a Sulpician,

and the Abbe Dubois, chaplain of the Carignan regiment,

accompanied the army. Three hundred light boats had been

launched for the crossing of Lakes Champlain and

Saint-Sacrement. Courcelle, always impetuous, was the

first to leave the fort; he led a vanguard of four hundred

men which included those from Montreal. The main body of

the army under Tracy set out on October 3. Captains

Chambly and Berthier were to follow four days later with

the rear-guard.

The journey by water was uneventful; but the portage

between the two lakes was hard and trying. Yet it was

nothing compared with the difficulties of the march beyond

Lake Saint-Sacrement. One hundred miles of forest,

mountains, rivers, and swamps lay between the troops and

the Iroquois villages. No roads existed, only narrow

footpaths interrupted by quagmires, bristling with stumps,

obstructed by the entanglement of fallen trees, or abruptly

cut by the foaming waters of swollen streams. Heavily

laden, with arms, provisions, and ammunition strapped on

their backs, French and Canadians slowly proceeded through

the great woods, whose autumnal glories were vanishing

fast under the influence of the chill winds of October.

Slipping over moist logs, sinking into unsuspected swamps,

climbing painfully over steep rocks, they went forward

with undaunted determination. At night they had to sleep

in the open on a bed of damp leaves. The crossing of

rivers was sometimes dangerous. Tracy, who unfortunately

had been seized with an attack of gout, was nearly drowned

in one rapid stream. A Swiss soldier had undertaken to

carry him across on his shoulders, but his strength

failed, and if a rock had not stood near, the viceroy's

career might have ended there. A Huron came to the rescue

and carried the helpless viceroy to the other side. The

sufferings of the army were increased by a scarcity of

food. The troops were famishing. Luckily they came upon

some chestnut-trees and stayed their hunger with the nuts.

At last, on October 15, the scouts reported that the

Mohawk settlements were near at hand. It was late in the

day, darkness was setting in, and a storm of wind and

rain was raging. But Tracy decided to push on. They

marched all night, and in the morning, emerging from the

woods, saw before them the first of the Mohawk towns or

villages. Without allowing a moment's pause, the viceroy

ordered an advance. The roll of the drums seemed to give

the troops new strength and ardour; French, Canadians,

and Indians ran forward to the assault. The Mohawks,

apprised of the coming attack, had determined beforehand

to make a stand and had sent their women and children to

another village. But, at the sight of the advancing army,

whose numbers appeared to them three times as great as

they really were, and at the sound of the drums, like

the voice of demons, they fled panic-stricken. The first

village was taken without striking a blow. The viceroy

immediately ordered a march against the second, which

was also found abandoned. Evidently the Iroquois were

terrified, for a third village was taken in the same way,

without a show of defence. It was thought that the

invaders' task was finished, when an Algonquin squaw,

once a captive of the Iroquois, informed Courcelle that

there were two other villages. The soldiers pushed forward,

and the fourth settlement of the ever-vanishing enemy

fell undefended into the hands of the French. The sun

was setting; the exertions of the day and of the night

before had been arduous, and it seemed impossible to go

farther. But the squaw, seizing a pistol and grasping

Courcelle's hand, said, 'Come on, I will show you the

straight path.' And she led the way to the town and fort

of Andaraque, the most important stronghold of the Mohawks.

It was surrounded with a triple palisade twenty feet high

and flanked by four bastions. Vessels of bark full of

water were distributed on the platforms behind the palisade

ready for use against fire. The Iroquois might have made

a desperate stand there, and such had been their intention.

But their courage failed them at the fearful beating of

the drums and the appearance of that mighty army, and

they sought safety in flight.

The victory was now complete, and the army could go to

rest after nearly twenty-four hours of continuous exertion.

Next morning the French were astonished at the sight of

Andaraque in the light of the rising sun. instead of a

collection of miserable wigwams, they saw a fine Indian

town, with wooden houses, some of them a hundred and

twenty feet long and with lodging for eight or nine

families. These houses were well supplied with provisions,

tools, and utensils. An immense quantity of Indian corn

and other necessaries was stored in Andaraque-'food enough

to feed Canada for ten years'--and in the surrounding

fields a plentiful crop was ready for harvest. All this

was to be destroyed; but first an impressive ceremony

had to be performed. The army was drawn up in battle

array. A French officer, Jean-Baptiste Dubois, commander

of the artillery, advanced, sword in hand, to the front,

and in the presence of Tracy and Courcelle, declared that

he was directed by M. Jean Talon, king's counsellor and

intendant of justice, police, and finance for New France,

to take possession of Andaraque, and of all the country

of the Mohawks, in the name of the king. A cross was

solemnly planted alongside a post bearing the king's coat

of arms. Mass was celebrated and the Te Deum sung. Then

the work of destruction began. The palisades, the dwellings,

the bastions, the stores of grain and provisions, except

what was needed by the invaders, the standing crops-all

were set on fire; and when night fell the glaring

illumination of that tremendous blaze told the savages

that at last New France had asserted her power, and that

the soldiers of the great king had come far enough through

forest and over mountain and stream to chastise in their

own country the bloodthirsty tribes who for a quarter of

a century had been the terror of the growing settlements

on the St Lawrence.

On their return march the troops suffered great hardships.

A storm on Lake Champlain upset two boats and eight men

were drowned. Tracy reached Quebec on November 5. The

expedition had lasted seven weeks, during which time he

had covered nine hundred miles. The news of his success

had been received with joy. Since the first days of

October the whole colony had been praying for victory.

As soon as the destruction of the Iroquois towns was

known, prayers were changed to thanksgiving. The Te Deum

was solemnly chanted, and on November 14 a mass was said

in the church of Notre-Dame-de-Quebec, followed by a

procession in gratiarum actionem. New France might well

rejoice. A great result had been attained. True it was

that the Mohawks, panic-stricken, had not been met and

crushed. in a set encounter. None the less they had had

their lesson. They had learned that distance and natural

impediments were no protection against the French. Their

towns were a heap of ashes, their fields were despoiled,

their country was ruined. The fruit of that expedition

was to be eighteen years of peace for New France. Eighteen

years of peace after twenty-five years of murderous

incursions! Was not that worth a Te Deum?

After his return Tracy ordered one of the Iroquois detained

at Quebec to be hanged as a penalty for his share in the

murder of the French hunters. He then directed three

other prisoners, the Flemish Batard [Footnote: A half-breed

Mohawk leader.] and two Oneida chiefs, to go and inform

their respective tribes that he would give them four

months to send hostages and make peace; otherwise he

would lead against them another expedition more calamitous

for their country than the first one. At length, in the

month of July of the following year, ambassadors of the

Iroquois nations arrived at Quebec with a number of

Iroquois families who were to remain as hostages in the

colony. The chiefs asked that missionaries be sent to

reside among their tribes. This petition was granted.

New France could now breathe freely. The hatchet was

buried.

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