Nathan Rogers - Jewel of paris

There were r^Amough seas and ra^Emin on the ^Fday that I ^Ccame to the Ne^Amw World, this^Em year of our ^FLord I had b^Amarely made ^Emland when ^FPapal co^Cmmand ins^Amisted that ^EmI stay on ^Fboard. I was gi^Cven a c^Ghild ^Dmborn in the ^Amwild long a d^Cistant from V^Gille Quebec's h^Fold. He was b^Crown in the s^Ghade the ^Dmbillowed sails ^Ammade and ba^Crely a m^Gonth or two o^Fld.

“An^Cd so mo^Gn petit we are^Am borne 'cross th^Fe sea to th^Ce council o^Gf good Kin^Fg Louis. There is h^Cot bread and t^Gea for my b^Amaby and ^Fme and the w^Conder of ^Gall of P^Faris.”

And there was st^Amrong drink in h^Emand the d^Fay we made l^Cand. Our ^Amarrival was ^Emmet with such ^Fjoy. I was ^Amtaken to^Em work from ^Fmorning 'til d^Cark and ^Amerstwhile I ^Emcared for the b^Foy. So ^Cquickly he ^Ggrew! ^DmBefore he was^Am two he was ^Cbigger than ^Gboys twice his ^Fage. A m^Carvel for ^Gsure, a ^Dmheart brave and ^Ampure, im^Cpressing both ^Gsubject and sa^Fge.

“S^Co, mon ^Gpetit, you wer^Ame born 'cross th^Fe sea in ^Ca countr^Gy beyond A^Fcadie. And though your p^Ceople for ^Gfree they were ^Amdestined to ^Fbe in bo^Cndage; the ^Gslaves of ^FParis.”

But the ^Amboy grew up ^Emtall (a won^Fder to a^Cll) in the c^Amourt of L^Emouis the fourtee^Fnth. There was h^Amot bread and ^Emtea, the ^Fcourt of ^CLouis, and a w^Amonderfully ^Emrare human ^Fbeing. In bec^Coming a ^Gman, he'd s^Dmoon unders^Amtand that h^Ce was not ^Gborn like the ^Frest. He was t^Call, brown and l^Gean. His e^Dmyes; dark and c^Amlean And a ^Cdifferent heart^G beat in his c^Fhest

“An^Cd so, mo^Gn petit, you wer^Ame born 'cross the^F sea to the^C Huron of^G Ville Sainte^F Marie. You just ^Chappened to b^Ge ent^Amrusted to ^Fme to br^Cing you as the ^GJewel of ^FParis.”

There was ^Amterror^Em inside on the d^Fay that she ^Cdied. The^Am first time that ^Emhe'd been ^Falone. He kn^Amelt by her ^Embed. He p^Ficked up her ^Chead, and with her l^Amast breath s^Emhe made ^Fknown through a^Cll of her ^Gdays and from ^Dmeach of her^Am pays she'd ^Ccommitted near ^Ghalf what she ^Fmade She'd p^Cut it a^Gway, so t^Dmhat on this d^Amay, the p^Crice of his ^Gfreedom was ^Fpaid.

And she said ?^C??no, mo^Gn petit, you we^Amre not born t^Fo me but I've ^Cloved you ^Gas if you migh^Ft be. I have s^Caved, mon pe^Gtit, so that ^Amyou can be ^Ffree. Re^Cturn you to V^Gille Saint Ma^Frie.” And ^Cso mon p^Getit took a ^Amboat, crossed the s^Fea, to the co^Cuntries ^Gbeyond Ac^Fadie to the Vi^Clle Sainte M^Garie, in H^Amuron co^Funtry. The y^Coung man a^Grrived proud ... and f^Free.