'twas twenty years after father holland's death that a keen-eyed, dark-skinned, young priest came from montreal on his way to athabasca.

this was miriam's son.

to-day it is he, the missionary famous in the north land, who passing back and forward between his lonely mission in the athabasca and[pg 442] the headquarters of his order, comes to us and occupies the guest-chamber in our little, old-fashioned, vine-grown cottage.

the retaking of fort douglas virtually closed the bitter war between hudson's bay and nor'-westers. to both companies the conflict had proved ruinous. each was as anxious as the other for the terms of peace by which the great fur-trading rivals were united a few years after the massacre of seven oaks.

so ended the despotic rule of gentlemen adventurers in the far north. the massacre turned the attention of britain to this unknown land and the daring heroism of explorers has given place to the patient nation-building of multitudes who follow the pioneer. such is the record of a day that is done.