Légendes accompagnant les oeuvres présentées

• 1.—Indian Summer (title page).
• 2.—. .. the humbleness of the wooden church and the wooden houses. . . the gloomy forest edging so close...
• 3.—. .. all faced the top step where Napoleon Laliberté was making ready, in accord with his weekly custom to announce the parish news.
• 4.—The door opened and the men of the congregation began to come out of the church of Peribonka.
• 5.—. . . and the horse, aware that the usual drowsiness had possession of his master, slackened his pace.
• 6.—Old Chapdelaine fully awake now, was on his feet . . .just as they reached land, a cake of ice tilted ...
• 7.—. .. and soon the travellers discerned a clearing in the forest, a mounting column of smoke...
• 8.—Madame Chapdelaine stood . . . dreaming . . . as the villages spoken of rose before her in memory.
• 9.—. . . invested with some peculiar quality of sweetness and peace, all that happened in that house far off in the woods.
• 10.—Eutrope Gagnon was their only neighbour .. . he appeared on the threshold lantern in hand.
• 11.—The distant and continuous thunder was the voice of the wild waters, silenced, all winter by the frost.
• 12.—. . . “We have only dogs to draw our sleds, fine strong dogs) a?
• 13.—. . . he spoke of his journey on the North Shore to the headwaters of the rivers ...
• 14.—Scarcely had Frangois gone, when the two women and Tit’Bé knelt for the evening prayer.
• 15.—. . . a blazing sun warmed field and forest .. . the lingering patches of snow vanished even in the dark
  shade of the woods.
• 16.—Legaré and Esdras attacked the smaller ones with no other weapons but their axes . . .
• 17.—The sun dipped toward the horizon, disappeared . . .and the hour of supper brought to the house five men of the colour of the soil.
• 18.—They first cut the roots spreading on the surface, and chest against the bar, threw all their weight upon it. . .
• 19.—The fine weather continued and early in July the blueberries were ripe.
• 20.—At every abrupt turn, at every fall where logs jam and pile, would be found the strong and nimble river-drivers.
• 21.—The party ran its quiet course, an hour of cards, some talk with a visitor, these are still accounted happiness in the Province of Quebec. 
• 22.—The blueberries were fully ripe in the burnt lands . . .
• 23.— ... and the north-west wind blew for three days on end, steady and strong...
• 24.—Flies and mosquitoes rose in swarms from the cut hay, stinging and tormenting the workers . . .
• 25.—. . . the clay oven . . . one red gleam . . . Maria sat very still, delighting in the quiet and the coolness .. .
  26.September arrived .. .
• 27.—. . . harvest they must, for October approached ...
• 28.—One October morning, Maria’s first vision . . . was of countless snowflakes sifting largely from the sky...
• 29.—Of the birches, aspens, alders and wild cherries scattered upon the slopes, October made splashes of many-tinted red and gold.
• 30.—The moment for laying in wood is also that of the slaughtering.
• 31.—. . . the two men took the double-handed saw, and sawed, and sawed.
• 32.—“Possibly Wilfrid and Ferdinand might drive from St. Gédéon, if the ice on the lake were in good condition.”
• 33.—On the morrow of the storm . . . they took shovels to clear the way or lay out another route.
• 34.—To go to midnight mass is the natural desire of every French-Canadian peasant.
• 35.—. . . the snow-covered ETOH and the menacing ranks of the dark forest.
• 36.—The shanty was not very far in the woods ...
• 37.—She sees Francois making his way through the close-set trees, stiffened with cold ... his skin raw with the pitiless nor’wester ...
• 38.—“The roads are passable, Maria, we shall go to La Pipe on Sunday for the mass.”
• 39.—. . . and soon they were in the village with other sleighs _ before and all following them all going toward the church.
• 40.—-March came...
• 41.—"The country is too rough, the work too hard; merely to earn one’s living is killing toil.”
• 42.—‘A paradise surely must it be this country to the South, where March is no longer winter and in April the leaves are green,”
• 43.—Francois had come in the full tide of summer from the land of mystery at the headwaters of the rivers. 
• 44.—. . . were she to marry a man like Eutrope and accept as her lot a life of rude toil.
• 45.—. . . the cold-whitened ground and the loneliness of those measured woods.
• 46.—. . . in the ghostly dawn, Maria gave ear to the sounds of his departure . . .
• 47.—. . . the men lit their pipes, and the doctor with his feet against the stove held forth as to his professional
• 48.—About midnight came Eutrope Gagnon bringing Tit-Zébe, the bone-setter; he was a little, thin, sad-faced man, with very kindeyes...
• 49.—While the priest performed the sacred rites, and his low words mingled with the sighs of the dying woman.
• 50.—. . . the storm ended swiftly . . . in the strange deep silence...
• 51.—. . . to strive from dawn until nightfall, spending all strength ii n heavy tasks.
• 52.—. “But your mother snatched a stick and made straight for the bears.”
• 53.—A long silence followed in which Samuel Chapdelaine had nodded slowly towards his breast . . . as though he were falling asleep ...
• 54.—. . . and Maria answered him—"Yes . . . if you wish I will marry you as you asked me to . . . in the Spring
  after this Spring now ..."