A glowing personality whose life was all too short Leggat, Robert William Leggat A glowing personality whose life was all too short Back to ALL Bios Robert William Leggat – May 14, 1987 – March 12, 2000 Robert William Leggat (Robbie) was born on May 14th, 1987, in Halifax, Nova Scotia. He was the second son of Michael and Stephanie Leggat, had a younger brother Alex, and was predeceased by an older brother, Matthew. Robbie was a fine young man who was loved by all who knew him, both young and old. An infectious smile and glowing personality always met you upon greeting him. Robbie spent almost every summer of his life in Tadoussac and had many fond memories. He particularly liked playing golf at the Tadoussac Golf Club with his brother Alex and his dad. He enjoyed going on picnics to the “Flat Rocks”, swimming in the lake, hiking to “Bon Desir” and, of course, whale watching. He lost his first tooth at the age of 5 in Jannie Beattie’s back yard and was thrilled when the tooth fairy left a dollar under his pillow even though he didn’t put the tooth there for her. On March 12th, 2000, Michael, Stephanie and Alex lost Robbie in a tragic car accident while going on a ski vacation in Maine. He was a loving son and brother, a good friend, a talented piano player, a fine athlete (he was going to play in the NHL when he grew up!) and an excellent student. It is these attributes that we will forever hold in our hearts Back to ALL Bios

Everyone's "Aunt Bill", she loved children and was like a second mother to her nephews, Harry and Frank Morewood Morewood, Gertrude Isobel (Billy) Everyone's "Aunt Bill", she loved children and was like a second mother to her nephews, Harry and Frank Morewood Back to ALL Bios Gertrude Isobel Morewood 1891 - 1977 Gertrude Isobel Morewood was born in Englewood, New Jersey, on June 13, 1891. She was the fourth child (of five) of Harry and Minnie Morewood, and throughout her life she was known as Bill or Billy. She trained as a nurse, but nothing is known about her working career. When she was about 18 years old, (1909) her parents moved the family to a house called Benmore, in Quebec City, which was the house her grandfather had bought in 1848. It is believed that Billy was interested in a Jewish man for some time, but marriage to him was not acceptable to her mother, and Billy never married. She loved small dogs and often had two. She was excellent at training them to do tricks and delighted many children by showing them what her dogs could do. She always kept a pack of small playing cards in her purse and in her house, she kept a drawer full of toys to amuse visiting children. She was a keen gardener and they had a large garden at Benmore with vegetables in the middle of a huge square border of flowers. There was also a large lily pond at Benmore that had been created by Billy. The pond had not only lilies, but also goldfish. In the fall she would capture as many goldfish as she could and they would spend the winter in a barrel in the basement at Benmore. In the spring she would usually find a few goldfish that had escaped the capturing procedure in the fall and had wintered in the pond, presumably by burrowing into the mud at the bottom. When Harry and Frank Morewood were small children, their Aunt Bill took them to Tadoussac each summer to their Uncle Frank (Morewood’s) newly built cottage (Windward). They would stay for a month under Billy’s care and thereby give parents Bobby and Margaret a break. They traveled on the CSL boats to get there and back, which was probably a good thing as she was not a gifted driver. She was so short she actually looked through the steering wheel in her car so perhaps being able to see properly was a difficulty for her. Billy had a strong love for children and was adored by them in return. In Tadoussac she often took numbers of children out in the Williams’s Whiteboat, rowing them about in the bay and around Pointe Rouge for picnics. Many people remember her joking and making kids laugh. She used to visit for days at a time when family members had babies, to help the mums in the first week or two at home. She was also known for helping older relatives as they became more helpless toward the end of their lives. At the de Salaberry house, Billy lived as an adult with her sister Nancy, who also never married. She was devoted to Nancy and looked after her until she died. The two of them used to make wooden jigsaw puzzles together. Aunt Bill, again, had a flower garden and a rock garden. After Nancy died in 1946, she invited her brother, Bobby, his wife, Margaret, and Harry and Frank to live with her at that house. Frank was about 12 years old and Harry 15 at that time. Aunt Bill continued to be very much a second mother to the two boys. There were a few disagreements between the two ladies of the house but it was mostly a harmonious relationship. The house had six bedrooms so there was plenty of room for everyone. Aunt Bill had a life-long friend whom she had met when she was training to be a nurse, who became an Anglican nun. Sister Jane Frances, usually called Peg, was a frequent visitor at Benmore and the de Salaberry house. Billy’s younger brother Bobby died in 1964. Aunt Bill and Margaret were alone – the boys now in their 30s had long since moved out – so they decided to sell the house and move into an apartment, not much more than a block away, on St. Louis Road. Aunt Bill died December 5, 1977 at the age of 86. Alan Evans Photo above With Carrie Rhodes (Morewood) on the dock Photo Below Godfrey Rhodes, Minny Morewood, Dorothy Rhodes (Evans), Amy Burstall, Billy Morewood, Carrie Rhodes (Morewood) Back to ALL Bios

Born in Chile, Henry came to Canada with brother William to help run Price Brothers Lumber Price, Henry Edward & Helen Muriel (Gilmour) Born in Chile, Henry came to Canada with brother William to help run Price Brothers Lumber Back to ALL Bios Henry Edward Price 1869 – 1954 & Helen Muriel (Gilmour) 1879 – 1952 Henry Edward (Harry) Price was born in Zemita, Chile in 1869, the second son out of seven children of Henry Ferrier Price and Florence Stoker Rogerson. As with all his brothers and sisters, he was baptized in the Roman Catholic Church and had Roman Catholics stand proxy for their godparents. Little else is known about their childhood in Chile. At the age of eleven in 1880, he and his older brother William were sent from Chile to Wolfesfield in Sillery, Quebec to live with their uncles and aunts so they could be educated to take over the company, as none of the three Price Brothers and their sisters then living at Wolfesfield was married or had children. At the time the two boys arrived in Canada, they only spoke Spanish. As the aunts and uncles forbade them to speak Spanish to one another, they learned English in a hurry. From the stories Henry told his children, they were quite lonely. Henry attended Trinity College School, Port Hope from 1884 to 1888. After leaving TCS, he lived with his parents (who by then had moved to Canada from Chile) while attending Osgoode Hall Law School from which he graduated. Afterwards, he articled at the firm of Blake, Lash and Cassels, in Toronto. During the mid to late 1890s, he moved to Quebec City to become corporate legal counsel for Price Brothers and following the death of their uncle Evan John in 1899, his brother William became President of Price Brothers. Helen Muriel Gilmour was born in Quebec City in 1879 as the first child of John David Gilmour and Helen Shamberg Fraser. She was usually known as Mimi or Muriel and had two brothers Kenneth and Dudley born in 1881 and 1882 respectively. Her family had founded Allan Gilmour and Co. in Quebec in the 1820s. Muriel was the granddaughter of John Gilmour, a contemporary of the original William Price who arrived in Quebec in 1810 and was an equally renowned lumber merchant. Her mother, Helen Fraser, came from Port Hope in Ontario and was related to the Wotherspoon and Cumberland families. Much of Muriel’s childhood was spent in Port Hope, her mother’s hometown, where she was educated. Harry married Helen Muriel Gilmour in 1901 at St. Andrew’s Church in Quebec. He had to ask her three times to marry him before she finally accepted. All of their ten children, starting with Helen Florence were born in Quebec between 1902 and 1921. Their youngest daughter Joan died of diphtheria or scarlet fever in 1924. Harry was instrumental in founding the Quebec Golf Club, one of North America’s oldest. In 1915, it was compelled to move out of the Plains of Abraham and east to its present-day location near Montmorency Falls. In 1934, King George V granted it the privilege to add the “Royal” prefix to its name. In the winter Harry was a keen curler. They lived at 2 St. Denis Ave, 16 St. Denis Ave., and 269 Laurier Ave. At the time they were comfortably off, as their daughter Helen spoke of trips to Europe in 1913, 1921 and 1928. The wedding of her sister Enid to Sydney Williams at the Cathedral of the Holy Trinity in 1929 was a grand occasion. In the early 1920s, they were given the use of the house Casa Nueva (also known as the Harry Price House) in Tadoussac by Sir William Price after Harry and William’s mother, Florence Rogerson Price died. The only condition was understood to be that when their sister Terry was in Tadoussac she would stay at Casa Nueva and not next door at Fletcher Cottage. Harry was the Corporate Secretary of Price Brothers until the time of the depression when they lost their money with the bankruptcy of Price Brothers in 1933 because of their stockbroker's inability (or deliberate decision not) to sell all their investments when requested. During the depression, they had to take in boarders, but they never let their old Nanny go. She stayed with them until they both died when she went to live with Ida Price. Helen stayed with them for quite a while, as did Milly until she went off to Europe to join the war effort in 1941. Jimmy also remained with them until both his parents died. In 1948 they gave Jimmy the family house in Tadoussac in appreciation for all he had done for his parents. As a result of the financial difficulties, Muriel set up an investment account for all her children and grandchildren, which was managed by her son Jimmy, a stockbroker. This account continued throughout the lives of her children until 2008. During the 1940s tragedy unrelated to the war struck as three of their children died within five years. First Gilly was killed in an industrial accident at the Price Brothers mill in Riverbend in 1940. Evan was killed in an airplane accident in 1944, on his way to a funeral for a family friend. That same year Iso died in Ottawa after a long illness. During the war when their fathers were away in Europe, Harry visited all his Williams and Smith grandchildren every night to wish them good night. Many of their grandchildren remember Harry and Muriel in Tadoussac in the years after the war. Stories abound of Harry buying ice cream cones for his grandchildren on Cartier Avenue in Quebec or right before their lunch in Tadoussac. He also cheated while endlessly playing patience. They remember Muriel in Tadoussac for giving herself her daily needles for her diabetes after boiling them and yelling at Harry who was ten years older to tell him what he was supposed to be doing next. Some of their grandchildren lived with them finishing the grade twelve high school courses they needed to qualify for post-secondary education. They celebrated their fiftieth wedding anniversary in November 1951. Helen Muriel died in Quebec in 1952, when she suddenly collapsed on the way to bed with only her deaf husband in the house at the time. Help arrived shortly afterwards, however, when her son Jimmy arrived home. Henry Edward died at the Jeffrey Hale Hospital in Quebec in 1954. Greville Price The 2 group photos are interesting from Tadoussac point-of-view, because two of Henry and Muriel's children were Enid, who married Sidney Williams of the Rhodes Family, and Iso who married Guy Smith, so the Ballantynes, Campbells, and Williams are cousins of McCarters, Van Aylstyns and Youngers! It's complicated. First group is the Rhodes/Williams group circa 1940 ?, Frank Morewood, Jim Alexander, Gertrude (Williams)Alexander , ?, Sidney Williams Caroline Anne (Nan) (Rhodes) Williams, Henry and Helen Muriel Price, Lennox Williams, Enid (Price) Williams, Susan Williams (Webster) Nan Wallace (Leggat), Joan Williams (Ballantyne), Mary (Williams) Wallace, Jim Williams Second Group is the Iso (Price) Smith group including Pam Smith (McCarter) on the right, we need help with names! Back to ALL Bios

Both descended from Tadoussac families, Lewis and Betty wanted to be nowhere else in the summertime Evans, Lewis and Betty (Morewood) Both descended from Tadoussac families, Lewis and Betty wanted to be nowhere else in the summertime Back to ALL Bios Robert Lewis Evans 1911-1988 & Elizabeth Anne (Morewood) Evans 1922-1993 In 1911, Emily Elizabeth (Bethune) Evans, at age forty-six, gave birth to her only child, Robert Lewis Evans. Her husband, the Very Reverend (Dean) Thomas Frye Lewis Evans, was sixty-seven, father of five adult children and grandfather of two young ones. In 1922, Caroline Annie (Rhodes) Morewood, at age forty-two, gave birth to her second child, Elizabeth Anne (Betty) Morewood. Her husband was her first cousin, Francis Edmund Morewood, who was five years her junior. They already had a son, William Harold Morewood. In the summer of 1944, at the Coupe in Tadoussac, thirty-three-year-old Lewis asked twenty-one-year-old Betty to marry him. She said yes, and their lives came together in December of that year. Until the Dean died in 1920, the Evans family had spent their winters in Montreal and every summer in their house in Tadoussac, which at that time was the farthest east of the Price Brothers houses and would later be sold to the Beatties. After his death, however, mother and son moved to Toronto for the winters but still got to Tadoussac each year. Emily sent Lewis to Trinity College School – a boys’ boarding school in Port Hope, Ontario. Lewis liked the school and had positive memories of it. This is remarkable because, on a personal level, these were difficult years. At the age of fourteen, he was hit by a severe case of alopecia, an autoimmune disorder whereby one’s hair falls out, and over the next year or so, he lost all his hair. Between graduating from TCS and starting at Trinity College in Toronto, Lewis was taken on a European tour by his mother. They travelled extensively and visited many specialists in an effort to reverse the effects of alopecia. It was after this tour that Lewis chose to wear a wig, a decision he frequently regretted especially in the heat of the summer. Meanwhile, Betty, one of Col. William Rhodes’s many great-grandchildren, was growing up in Doylestown, Pennsylvania. She attended the Baldwin School for girls and subsequently Bryn Mawr and the University of Pennsylvania. Her family would spend time in Tadoussac most summers, renting rooms in Catelier House (now the Maison du Tourisme). In 1936, her father designed and built a house, now called Windward. From then on, she never missed a summer in Tadoussac. In 1948, Frank and Carrie Morewood sold Windward to Betty and Lewis for $1, and suddenly, Lewis, whose mother had died the year before, found himself with two cottages in Tadoussac. He chose to keep Windward, partly because it was newer, partly because it was politic, partly because of its view, but especially because he could see his boat at its buoy in the bay! At university, Lewis had studied English, graduating in 1933, and Betty had majored in business, graduating in 1944. Lewis followed through on his plan to be a teacher and started his career in 1934 at Bishop’s College School from which he retired in 1972. Any career plans Betty had upon graduation were trumped by her summer engagement and winter wedding... and in the fullness of time, by the arrival of Anne, Lewis, Tom, and Alan. She was of the generation when women were mothers and homemakers, and to these functions, Betty added the role of steadfast supporter of all that her husband did, and BCS benefitted from her unpaid and often unknown contribution. For the first eighteen years of their marriage, Lewis was a Housemaster. Betty knew all the boys and welcomed them into her home as a matter of course. Every teacher new to BCS was invited to Sunday dinner, and she frequently found herself hosting parties for faculty and friends. She has been called a world-class knitter and a world-class worrier (especially about her children no matter how old they were). Meanwhile, Lewis was completely immersed in the life of the school – teaching, coaching, directing plays, and running his residences. He was one of the pioneers of ski racing in the Eastern Townships and spent many hours freezing at the bottom of a hill, clipboard in one hand and stopwatch in the other. He was an example of service and character. When he died, one Old Boy remembered him as “an oasis of calm in an otherwise harsh and demanding school.” Indeed, he was. But his contributions went beyond BCS. From the mid-50s until his retirement in 1972, he spearheaded the Lennoxville Players, directing many plays from British farces to Broadway musicals. This was a group of amateur “actors” from all levels of the community who were, like their leader, looking for an enjoyable night out ... and all proceeds to go to a local charity. In 1972, Betty and Lewis retired to Brockville, Ontario. Here, they joined Tadoussac friends, Ray and Coosie Price and Jean and Guy Smith. From there, they travelled to Tadoussac – for many years by boat. An accomplished sailor, Lewis knew every cove and anchorage on the Saguenay, learned from his own experience, but even more, from local captains whom he respected and adored, and, it would seem, who held him in equal esteem. Over the years, his passion for boats gave way to his passion for fishing. There were many overnight trips up the Saguenay, often to the Marguerite, to fish the falling tide, then the rising, then up early to start again. One can still see him standing in hip-waders off the point above the crib, rod in hand, pipe upside down against the drizzle, as dawn was lighting the sky. Betty and Lewis were practising Christians, and while their church in Lennoxville tended to be the BCS Chapel, the one that they were most committed to was the Tadoussac Protestant Chapel. Betty’s great-grandfather had been instrumental in its creation, and Lewis’s father, the Dean, had, for decades, been the summer priest. In 1972, Betty undertook to organise several summer residents to needlepoint the altar kneeler cushions with images of local wildflowers designed by her close friend Barbara Campbell, and for many years, Lewis served as the secretary on the church committee executive. And then there was golf, which Betty loved, and Lewis tolerated, and bridge, which… Betty loved, and Lewis tolerated. For all their lives, home was where the family was, but Tadoussac was where the family was at home. Their love for Tadoussac is best articulated in Lewis’s memoir, Tides of Tadoussac, which included the Rudyard Kipling quotation: “God gave all men all earth to love But since our hearts are small, Ordained for each one place should prove Beloved overall.” His fascination with the history of the place was likewise revealed in his fictional book Privateers and Traders. Theirs was a great love, a love of each other, a love of family and friends, a love of people and community, and a love of place, and that love of place, of that place, of Tadoussac, has been inherited by each of their four children and by each of their families. William Lewis Evans Back to ALL Bios

Shipwrecks, Fires, and other mishaps in Tadoussac area Shipwrecks around Tadoussac Naufrages près de Tadoussac Shipwrecks are unfortunate but fascinating, especially when photographs can be found. This page is looked at more than any other on this website. Naufrages sont malheureux, mais fascinant, surtout quand les photos peuvent être trouvés. Cette page est regardé plus que tout autre sur ce site. Click "Quebec" Fire 1950 Click "Lively Lady" Wreck 1958 Last night, at one o'clock in the morning, the Carolina, shrouded in mist, ran into a rocky point at a place called Passe Pierre,10 miles up the Saguenay from Tadoussac. The shock was terrible. The electric lights were broken and the darkness added to the horror of the situation. A terrible panic occurred among the 300 passengers on board the Carolina. Terrible scenes of despair took place. But little by little, seeing that the steamer was not sinking, the passengers calmed down. At first light, everyone was reassured to see that the steamer was on the shore. The castaways were picked up a few hours later by the Thor, which took them to Tadoussac and Chicoutimi. It is reported that the hull of the Carolina is smashed. Hier soir, à une heure du matin, le Carolina, enveloppé de brume, s'est heurté à une pointe rocheuse au lieu-dit Passe Pierre, à 10 milles en amont du Saguenay depuis Tadoussac. Le choc fut terrible. Les lumières électriques étaient brisées et l'obscurité ajoutait à l'horreur de la situation. Une terrible panique s'est produite parmi les 300 passagers à bord du Carolina. De terribles scènes de désespoir se produisirent. Mais peu à peu, voyant que le paquebot ne coulait pas, les passagers se calmèrent. Aux premières lueurs du jour, tout le monde fut rassuré de constater que le paquebot était sur le rivage. Les naufragés sont récupérés quelques heures plus tard par le Thor qui les emmène à Tadoussac et Chicoutimi. On rapporte que la coque du Carolina aurait été brisée. R&O "Carolina"wrecks on Passe Pierre, Saguenay River August 19, 1903 We have from Mr. Arthur-H. Caron, agent for the Richelieu and Ontario company at the Tadoussac dock, interesting details about the event. It was August 19, 1903. That day the dock agent was absent and I was responsible for seeing the arrival and departure of the Company's boats in Tadoussac. It had rained in the day and there was mist, which, however, did not prevent the Carolina, commanded by Captain William Riverin, from reaching the dock, although late. Clearing up, the rain and the wind had stopped. I cannot say at what time the boat left the dock, but it must not have been far from eleven o'clock when I cast off the moorings. At that time the mist was not very thick and I believed that he would go to Chicoutimi easily, but he must have found poor visibilty in the Saguenay. Around nine o'clock the next morning, the first launch arrived in Tadoussac from the S.S. Carolina. On board were the boatswain, Wilfrid Gagné, who was later captain on one of the Company's boats, as well as the cashier, named Poulin, and other sailors who rowed the boat. These gentlemen came to communicate with the company authorities by telegraph, because there was no telephone in Tadoussac at the time. I was therefore one of the first to hear the news of the shipwreck. I learned that there were 325 passengers on board, apart from the crew, and that the boat had climbed onto the tip of the point at Passe Pierre. A third of its length was submerged, while the front was completely dry, being held in this position by a section of rock on which the hull had torn quite deeply and was hanging on. It was in this position that it remained until its refloating. After being in communication with the rest of the world, we chartered the Thor, a steamboat from the Price company, which brought back the passengers and part of the crew, with the little luggage they had saved. Not a single passenger or crew member was missing. Some were crying, others were laughing, but everyone seemed happy to still be alive. There were a few passengers that I knew by sight and I remember in particular the surveyor Elzéar Boivin, a well-known businessman in the region, who told us with humor about his adventure. He was in bed in one of the aft cabins, which were submerged; he was not sleeping at the time of the accident. He hastened to collect his things, but he did not have time to get dressed before the water had invaded his cabin. Having only one hand, he could only put on his shoes without tying them; in the dark, he put them on backwards and he lost one, which was not found until the next day, which amused him greatly. There was also a Miss Proulx, who spent her summers in Tadoussac and who was on board with a group of women of her caliber; to maintain the appearance of shipwrecked women, they remained in their nightgowns and carried their clothes on their arms, although several hours had elapsed and would have allowed them to dress like all the other ladies who were on board did. Several had lost their luggage, but all were clothed. As soon as we could organize the disembarkation, all the passengers were lowered onto the rock, where a fire was made with chairs, furniture and various debris. During the night, the crew did not know exactly where they were. It was only at daylight that they recognized the place where we were stranded. The report of another elder, Mr. Arthur Harvey, adds that the pilot, Joseph Desmeules, and the second, Wilfrid Gagné, would have hesitated, because of the fog, to undertake the climb of the Saguenay, but that Captain Riverin, more confident, ordered them to leave. The accident was due to an error in calculation or observation by the "wheel man", who did not believe he had reached that far and took too long to change direction. In the “Memoirs of Old Men”, we find the testimony of Mr. François Belley (1855-1936) and Mrs. Delphine Gilbert (1858-1944), his wife, recounting the sinking of the “Carolina”. However, as some facts differ, we emphasize that no source corroborates their story. It was in August in the year 1903 around four in the morning. At that time I lived in Battures, where Napoléon Bergeron lives today. I was looking after my last baby, who was seriously ill. Suddenly I heard a loud noise. I ran to wake up my husband and my daughter Laura by telling them: “Get up to see the “Carolina” which is docked here ahead.” We thought they were figurations. My husband got up and went down to the beach. It was still dark and he could not see anything, but he could clearly hear the noise and the cries of the passengers. Wanting to get some light, he lit the cord of wood that was on the shore and, to his great surprise, he saw the “Carolina” stranded a few feet from where he was. We went to the shore, the children and I. The passengers cried out when they saw us: “Can we disembark?” We launched the boats and proceeded to disembark. Several took refuge with us, waiting for cars from Bagotville to come pick them up. The others were picked up by the “Thor”, Price’s boat. The “Carolina” was wrecked when it failed. To take it to Bagotville for repairs, we blocked the holes with blankets and rugs. This accident was attributed to the poor conduct of the captain and pilot Jos Riverin (my first cousin). They say they were drunk. What we do know is that they both lost their jobs. My daughter Laura, who lives here in La Batture, still has a fiber rug and a “Carolina” soap dish. These objects were left on the shore. “Memoirs of old people”, notes taken by Béatrice Tremblay, December 1934 You should know that at that time there were no beacon lights, at Boule nor at Passe-Pierre. The shock, suffered at full speed, was so violent that the vessel climbed the rock on the point so that the bow rose about ten feet, the stern sinking deeply below the level of the water, as you can see in the photographs. The first operation was obviously to save the passengers; this was the function of the boatswain, Wilfrid Gagné, who took charge of the boat, in a difficult position, Captain Riverin having suffered a nervous shock. As soon as he had noted the position of the vessel on the rock and the extension of it dry, he had the passengers lowered there by the crew and made a fire to protect them against the cold and to signal their presence. Passenger transportation the next day was operated by the Thor, a Price company steamboat. The second operation was to work on refloating the boat. It was entrusted to engineers and the crew of the Stratcona under the direction of Captain Johnson. According to witnesses, we began by building a sort of box fitting the point of rock, in order to be able to lift the front of the giant a little and close the wound. This work could only be done at low tide, when the broken part was dry. Afterwards "we pumped the water from the inside and passed a reinforcement under the keel to prevent it from breaking in two", after which we tried to pull it afloat, but we did not succeed. Three weeks after the accident, the Montreal JOURNAL said: The Carolina, vessel of the Richelieu company, which ran aground a couple of weeks ago near Tadoussac, is lost. Mr. Rodolphe Forget, to whom we spoke yesterday, received a dispatch from Tadoussac declaring that there is no longer any hope. He got in touch with Captain Johnson, who has been working on refloating since the accident. Mr. Johnson had managed to completely empty and close the Carolina, but the tug Stratcona, owned by Mr. Déry, could not remove it from its bad position. It is highly likely that the Company will remove everything inside the ship and abandon the hull. Nothing, however, has yet been decided. There will be a special meeting of the directors of the company on this subject at 2:30 this afternoon. The losses amount to $63,000 However, we did not give up the game and, no doubt with the cooperation of higher tides. we end up saving the ship. On October 9, Le PROGRES was able to announce: The steamer Carolina, which had run aground at Passe-Pierre near Tadoussac, was refloated on Tuesday, at 2:30 a.m., by the crew of the Algerian and the sailors of the Carolina under the orders of Captain Johnson, who monitored the work. The Carolina is currently in the bay of Tadoussac. From Tadoussac, the vessel was taken to Sorel, where it was repaired by almost completely rebuilding it, so much so that it was no longer recognizable when it was put back into service. Previously driven by paddle wheels, it was fitted with a propeller; its superstructure was completely changed, as were its furniture and the layout of the cabins and lounges. In addition, the Virginia was also put in dry dock in the fall, which also underwent notable transformations. The names of both were changed and in the spring of 1904 they resumed service under the names Saint-Irénée and Murrav Bay. Which one was the old Carolina? Only the initiated knew, and those who, after the shipwreck, had sworn never to embark on board again could no longer find it to escape it. In fact, it was the transformed Carolina which was called Murray Bay and which became, a few years later, Cap Diamant. Written by Victor Tremblay. Several photographs were provided by Mr. Roland Gagné, of Pointe-au-Pic. curator of the Laure-Conan Museum, son of Wilfrid Gagne. who was second on board the Carolina and whose conduct in this circumstance earned him promotion to captain in 1904. The other photos are from the archives of the Société historique du Saguenay. Some text from "Saguenayensia" published October 1968 (available on-line) and Musée du Fjord Facebook post August 2020. Nous recevons de M. Arthur-H. Caron, agent de la compagnie Richelieu et Ontario au quai de Tadoussac, détails intéressants sur l'événement. C'était le 19 août 1903. Ce jour-là, l'agent du quai était absent et j'étais chargé de voir à l'arrivée et au départ des bateaux de la Compagnie à Tadoussac. Il avait plu dans la journée et il y avait de la brume, ce qui n'empêcha cependant pas le Carolina, commandé par le capitaine William Riverin, d'atteindre le quai, bien que tardivement. Le temps s'éclaircissant, la pluie et le vent s'étaient arrêtés. Je ne peux pas dire à quelle heure le bateau a quitté le quai, mais il ne devait pas être loin de onze heures lorsque j'ai largué les amarres. À ce moment-là, la brume n'était pas très épaisse et je croyais qu'il se rendrait facilement à Chicoutimi, mais il a dû trouver une mauvaise visibilité au Saguenay. Vers neuf heures le lendemain matin, la première vedette arrive à Tadoussac en provenance du S.S. Carolina. À bord se trouvaient le maître d'équipage, Wilfrid Gagné, qui fut plus tard capitaine d'un des bateaux de la Compagnie, ainsi que le caissier, nommé Poulin, et d'autres marins qui ramaient le bateau. Ces messieurs venaient communiquer par télégraphe avec les autorités de la compagnie, car il n'y avait pas de téléphone à Tadoussac à cette époque. Je fus donc un des premiers à apprendre la nouvelle du naufrage. J'apprends qu'il y a 325 passagers à bord, hors équipage, et que le bateau est monté sur la pointe de la Passe Pierre. Un tiers de sa longueur était immergé, tandis que l'avant était complètement sec, retenu dans cette position par un tronçon de rocher sur lequel la coque s'était déchirée assez profondément et s'accrochait. C'est dans cette position qu'il resta jusqu'à son renflouement. Après avoir été en communication avec le reste du monde, nous avons affrété le Thor, un bateau à vapeur de la compagnie Price, qui ramenait les passagers et une partie de l'équipage, avec le peu de bagages qu'ils avaient économisés. Pas un seul passager ou membre d’équipage ne manquait. Certains pleuraient, d’autres riaient, mais tout le monde semblait heureux d’être encore en vie. Il y avait quelques passagers que je connaissais de vue et je me souviens notamment de l'arpenteur Elzéar Boivin, un homme d'affaires bien connu dans la région, qui nous a raconté avec humour son aventure. Il était couché dans l'une des cabines arrière, qui étaient submergées ; il ne dormait pas au moment de l'accident. Il s'empressa de récupérer ses affaires, mais il n'eut pas le temps de s'habiller avant que l'eau n'envahisse sa cabane. N'ayant qu'une main, il ne pouvait que mettre ses chaussures sans les attacher ; dans le noir, il les enfila à l'envers et il en perdit une, qu'on ne retrouva que le lendemain, ce qui l'amusait beaucoup. Il y avait aussi une demoiselle Proulx, qui passait ses étés à Tadoussac et qui était à bord avec un groupe de femmes de son calibre; pour conserver l'apparence des naufragées, elles restaient en chemise de nuit et portaient leurs vêtements sur leurs bras, même si plusieurs heures s'étaient écoulées et leur auraient permis de s'habiller comme le faisaient toutes les autres dames qui étaient à bord. Plusieurs avaient perdu leurs bagages, mais tous étaient habillés. Dès que nous avons pu organiser le débarquement, tous les passagers ont été descendus sur le rocher, où un feu a été allumé avec des chaises, des meubles et divers débris. Pendant la nuit, l’équipage ne savait pas exactement où il se trouvait. Ce n'est qu'à la lumière du jour qu'ils reconnurent l'endroit où nous étions bloqués. Le rapport d'un autre aîné, M. Arthur Harvey, ajoute que le pilote, Joseph Desmeules, et le second, Wilfrid Gagné, auraient hésité, à cause du brouillard, à entreprendre l'ascension du Saguenay, mais que le capitaine Riverin, plus confiant , leur a ordonné de partir. L'accident est dû à une erreur de calcul ou d'observation de "l'homme au volant", qui ne croyait pas être arrivé aussi loin et mettait trop de temps à changer de direction. Dans les « Mémoires des vieillards », on retrouve le témoignage de M. François Belley (1855-1936) et de Mme Delphine Gilbert (1858-1944), son épouse, relatant le naufrage du « Carolina ». Cependant, comme certains faits diffèrent, nous soulignons qu’aucune source ne corrobore leur récit. C'était en août 1903, vers quatre heures du matin. J'habitais à cette époque à Battures, où habite aujourd'hui Napoléon Bergeron. Je m'occupais de mon dernier bébé, qui était gravement malade. Soudain, j'ai entendu un grand bruit. J'ai couru réveiller mon mari et ma fille Laura en leur disant : "Lève-toi pour voir le "Carolina" qui est amarré ici devant." Nous pensions qu'il s'agissait de figurations. Mon mari s'est levé et est descendu à la plage. Il faisait encore sombre et il ne voyait rien, mais il entendait clairement le bruit et les cris des passagers. Voulant avoir un peu de lumière, il alluma la corde de bois qui se trouvait sur le rivage et, à sa grande surprise, il aperçut le « Carolina » échoué à quelques mètres de là où il se trouvait. Nous sommes allés à terre, les enfants et moi. Les passagers ont crié en nous voyant : « Pouvons-nous débarquer ? Nous avons mis les bateaux à l'eau et avons procédé au débarquement. Plusieurs se sont réfugiés chez nous, attendant que les voitures de Bagotville viennent les chercher. Les autres ont été récupérés par le « Thor », le bateau de Price. Le « Carolina » a fait naufrage lorsqu’il est tombé en panne. Pour l'emmener à Bagotville pour réparation, nous avons bouché les trous avec des couvertures et des tapis. Cet accident a été attribué à la mauvaise conduite du capitaine et pilote Jos Riverin (mon cousin germain). Ils disent qu'ils étaient ivres. Ce que nous savons, c'est qu'ils ont tous deux perdu leur emploi. Ma fille Laura, qui habite ici à La Batture, possède encore un tapis en fibre et un porte-savon « Caroline ». Ces objets ont été abandonnés sur le rivage. « Mémoires de personnes âgées », notes prises par Béatrice Tremblay, décembre 1934 Il faut savoir qu'à cette époque il n'y avait pas de balises lumineuses, ni à Boule ni à Passe-Pierre. Le choc, subi à pleine vitesse, fut si violent que le navire escalada le rocher sur la pointe de telle sorte que la proue s'élevait d'une dizaine de pieds, la poupe s'enfonçant profondément au-dessous du niveau de l'eau, comme on peut le voir sur les photographies. La première opération fut évidemment de sauver les passagers ; c'était la fonction du maître d'équipage, Wilfrid Gagné, qui prenait en charge le bateau, dans une position difficile, le capitaine Riverin ayant subi un choc nerveux. Dès qu'il eut noté la position du navire sur le rocher et l'extension de celui-ci à sec, il y fit descendre les passagers par l'équipage et alluma un feu pour les protéger du froid et signaler leur présence. Le lendemain, le transport des passagers était assuré par le Thor, un bateau à vapeur de la compagnie Price. La deuxième opération a consisté à travailler au renflouement du bateau. Elle fut confiée aux ingénieurs et à l'équipage du Stratcona sous la direction du capitaine Johnson. D'après des témoins, on a commencé par construire une sorte de caisson s'adaptant à la pointe du rocher, afin de pouvoir soulever un peu le devant du géant et refermer la plaie. Ces travaux ne pouvaient être effectués qu'à marée basse, lorsque la partie cassée était sèche. Ensuite "nous avons pompé l'eau de l'intérieur et passé un renfort sous la quille pour éviter qu'elle ne se brise en deux", après quoi nous avons essayé de le remettre à flot, mais nous n'y sommes pas parvenus. Trois semaines après l'accident, le JOURNAL de Montréal disait : Le Carolina, navire de la compagnie Richelieu, échoué il y a quelques semaines près de Tadoussac, est perdu. M. Rodolphe Forget, à qui nous avons parlé hier, a reçu une dépêche de Tadoussac déclarant qu'il n'y a plus d'espoir. Il a pris contact avec le capitaine Johnson, qui travaille au renflouement depuis l'accident. M. Johnson avait réussi à vider et fermer complètement le Carolina, mais le remorqueur Stratcona, propriété de M. Déry, n'a pu le sortir de sa mauvaise position. Il est fort probable que la Compagnie enlève tout ce qui se trouve à l’intérieur du navire et abandonne la coque. Mais rien n’est encore décidé. Il y aura une réunion spéciale des administrateurs de la société à ce sujet à 14h30 cet après-midi. Les pertes s'élèvent à 63 000 $ Pour autant, nous n’avons pas abandonné le jeu et, sans doute avec la collaboration des marées supérieures. nous finissons par sauver le navire. Le 9 octobre dernier, Le PROGRES pouvait annoncer : Le paquebot Carolina, qui s'était échoué à Passe-Pierre près de Tadoussac, a été renfloué mardi, à 2 h 30, par l'équipage de l'Algérien et les marins du Carolina sous les ordres du capitaine Johnson, qui surveillait les travaux. Le Carolina se trouve actuellement dans la baie de Tadoussac. De Tadoussac, le navire fut transporté jusqu'à Sorel, où il fut réparé en le reconstruisant presque entièrement, à tel point qu'il n'était plus reconnaissable lorsqu'il fut remis en service. Auparavant entraîné par des roues à aubes, il était équipé d'une hélice ; sa superstructure a été complètement modifiée, tout comme son mobilier et l'agencement des cabines et des salons. Par ailleurs, le Virginia a également été mis en cale sèche à l'automne, qui a également subi des transformations notables. Les noms des deux furent modifiés et au printemps 1904 ils reprirent du service sous les noms de Saint-Irénée et Murrav Bay. Laquelle était l'ancienne Caroline ? Seuls les initiés le savaient, et ceux qui, après le naufrage, avaient juré de ne plus jamais embarquer à bord ne parvenaient plus à y échapper. En fait, c'est la Caroline transformée qui s'appela Murray Bay et qui devint, quelques années plus tard, Cap Diamant. Écrit par Victor Tremblay. Plusieurs photographies ont été fournies par M. Roland Gagné, de Pointe-au-Pic. conservateur du Musée Laure-Conan, fils de Wilfrid Gagné. qui était second à bord du Carolina et dont la conduite dans cette circonstance lui valut d'être promu capitaine en 1904. Les autres photos proviennent des archives de la Société historique du Saguenay. Quelques textes de "Saguenayensia" publiés en octobre 1968 (disponibles en ligne) et publication Facebook du Musée du Fjord en août 2020. THOR to the rescue! Anse à L'Eau, Tadoussac THOR à votre secours ! Anse à L'Eau, Tadoussac Amazing, they have lifted the ship from it's precarious position and repaired the damage! Incroyable, ils ont soulevé le navire de sa position précaire et réparé les dégâts ! R&O Algerian helped with the restoration R&O Algérien aidé à la restauration Carolina became the Murray Bay La Caroline est devenue la Murray Bay Later the name was changed to Cape Diamond Plus tard, le nom a été changé pour Cape Diamond Passe Pierre, Saguenay Catherine Rhodes, Katherine Mclennan, et Mary Stuart étaient dans la voiture quand il a dérapé et a tourné la tortue. Aucun des trois n'avait la moindre égratignure. À Cataraquai, Québec, Janvier 1920 SS Linkmoor of London on Vache Reef 1922 <<Note Canoe 1924 - CSL Saguenay on Vache Reef. When I (Patrick O'Neill) asked my mother (Elizabeth Stevenson O'Neill) how the ship came to be on the beach, she said that it got lost in the fog and made a wrong turn. She said the ship was pulled off the beach at high tide. It would have been a different story if the ship had run up on the rocks The Saguenay must have been holed below the water line, because (above) clearly it did not float the first time the tide came in, and the water came IN. 1924 - CSL Saguenay Vache Reef. Quand j'ai (Patrick O'Neill) demandé à ma mère (Elizabeth Stevenson O'Neill) comment le navire est venu pour être sur la plage, elle a dit qu'il s'est perdu dans le brouillard et fait un mauvais virage. Elle a déclaré que le navire a été retiré de la plage à marée haute. Il aurait été une autre histoire si le navire avait heurté les rochers. Le Saguenay doit avoir été percé au-dessous de la ligne d'eau, parce que (ci-dessus) clairement il n'a pas flotté à la première marée haute, et l'eau est entrée au bateau! The next photo is beautiful. The collection of vessels tied together in Tadoussac Bay was a mystery, until the following explanation! This is very likely the rescue of the CSL Saguenay from the shipwreck above in 1924! Jean-Pierre Charest: A rescue. On the left, the rescue schooner G.T.D., second of this name. It is next to the tug LORD STRATHCONA, in service since 1903. If this event is later than 1915, the rescue duo belongs to Quebec Salvage & Wrecking Ltd, formerly owned by Geo. T. Davie. I note the presence of steam between the tug Lord Strathcona and the ship. There would be at least one rescue boiler running to operate a pump, which could mean damage to the hull and water infiltration. La photo suivante est belle. La collection de navires attachés ensemble dans la baie de Tadoussac était un mystère, jusqu'à l'explication suivante! C'est très probablement le sauvetage du CSL Saguenay du naufrage au dessus en 1924! Jean-Pierre Charest: Un sauvetage. À gauche, la goélette de sauvetage G.T.D., deuxième de ce nom. C'est à côté du remorqueur LORD STRATHCONA, en service depuis 1903. Si cet événement est postérieur à 1915, le duo de sauvetage appartient à Québec Salvage & Wrecking Ltd, anciennement propriété de Geo. T. Davie. Je note la présence de vapeur entre le remorqueur Lord Strathcona et le navire. Il y aurait au moins une chaudière de secours fonctionnant pour faire fonctionner une pompe, ce qui pourrait causer des dommages à la coque et à l'infiltration d'eau. Noroua almost on the rocks! Noroua presque sur les rochers! In the late 1930's, Lewis Evans (Dad) was too close to the rocks when a ship went by, and he was swept onto the rocks. Luckily the Noroua landed in this pool, missing the rocks, and he was trapped there until the tide fell and rose again. Photo on the left by Camille Pacreau. Dans la fin des années 1930, Lewis Evans (papa) était trop près des rochers quand un bateau passait, et il a été emporté sur les rochers. Heureusement, le Noroua atterri dans cette piscine, manquant les rochers, et il y est resté coincé jusqu'à ce que la marée est tombé et a de nouveau augmenté. Photo sur la gauche par Camille Pacreau. CSL Tadoussac (Not a shipwreck) Tadoussac Church burned in 1940's (Pas un naufrage) Eglise Tadoussac brûlé dans les années 1940 (Thanks to Francis Lapointe) Collision of 10 June 1950 SS St Lawrence and Maria Perlina G Declaration of Paul Lapointe Tadoussac Cte Saguenay I have a fishery almost at Pointe Rouge, but slightly below. The evning of June 10, 1950, just before dinner, I was on the water in my boat, near my fishery, there was a thick fog. I heard for some time the foghorn of the St Lawrence. The St Lawrence blew regularly at short intervals. It seemed that the St Lawrence was coming up on the side where I was. I heard about three foghorn signals from a steamer coming down the Saguenay river. Before the collision, the St Lawrence gave three or four foghorn signals without response from the steamer. I heard the noise of the collision which seemed to be near the red "can" buoy, off the Pointe aux Vaches reef. I have read what is written here and I declare that it is the truth. Tadoussac, June 27 1950 Paul Lapointe Anchor 1 CSL Quebec Burns at the Wharf August 14, 1950 Although no one was ever prosecuted, the fire was believed to be arson, and seven people died. The tragedy could have been much worse but for the actions of the master, Cyril Burch. He decided against launching lifeboats out in the St Lawrence, instead sailing the ship to the dock in Tadoussac and disembarking the passengers. This fanned the flames and sealed the fate of the ship, but probably saved lives. CSL Québec brûlures au niveau du quai de Tadoussac 14 août 1950. Même si personne n'a jamais été poursuivi, le feu a été considéré comme un incendie criminel, et sept personnes sont mortes. La tragédie aurait pu être bien pire, mais pour les actions du maître, Cyril Burch. Il a décidé de ne lancer des canots de sauvetage dans le Saint-Laurent. Il a navigué le navire au quai de Tadoussac et le débarqué les passagers. Cette attisé les flammes et a scellé le sort du navire, mais a probablement sauvé des vies. Passengers being rescued - at first they only had one ladder, and a lot of people waiting to get off, but the photo at right is in a new location, another ladder was found. Les passagers étant sauvés - au début, ils n'avaient qu'une seule échelle, et beaucoup de gens qui attendent pour descendre, mais la photo à droite est dans un nouveau lieu, une autre échelle a été trouvé. View from Brynhyfryd - many people who were in Tadoussac in August 1950 have said they remember the event clearly, even if they were very young. Vue de Brynhyfryd - le nombre de personnes qui étaient a Tadoussac en Août 1950 ont dit qu'ils se souviennent clairement de l'événement, même si ils étaient très jeunes. The next day Photos by Jack Molson Le prochain jour And a short movie! http://www.dailymotion.com/video/x1ev07_ss-quebec-au-quai-de-tadoussac_news?GK_FACEBOOK_OG_HTML5=1 http://www.dailymotion.com/video/x1ev07_ss-quebec-au-quai-de-tadoussac_news?GK_FACEBOOK_OG_HTML5=1 August 15th, 1950, Ray Bailey and his family were driving to Tadoussac. As they drove along the north shore, they saw a column of smoke and wondered what it was. In those days the ferry left from Baie Ste Catherine, and when they got out on the Saguenay they saw the Quebec burning in the wharf at Tadoussac, and took a picture. Le 15 août 1950, Ray Bailey et sa famille conduisaient à Tadoussac. Ils ont conduit le long de la côte nord, ils ont vu une colonne de fumée et se sont demandés ce que c'était. A cette époque, le ferry quittait la baie Sainte-Catherine, et quand ils sortaient sur le Saguenay, ils virent le Québec brûler dans le quai à Tadoussac et ils prennent une photo. The next day, with a tug along side and a seaplane in the bay. Then the aerial photo and an article in TIME August 28, 1950 Le lendemain, avec un remorqueur le long du côté et un hydravion dans la baie. Puis la photo aérienne et un article dans TIME 28 août 1950 CSL Tadoussac ended up buried in the sand in Dubai, eventually scrapped. CSL Tadoussac fini enterré dans le sable à Dubaï, finalement abandonné. Merci Pat Desbiens pour cette photo, circa 1955? Anchor 2 1958 The "Lively Lady" an American schooner, ended up on Lark Reef in 1958. After running aground in fog, the tide went out and the boat lay down on its side, rocks punching holes in the hull. With help from many boaters from Tadoussac, the masts were cut off and the boat was righted and brought into the wharf in Tadoussac. I remember going to look at it (what a mess). The story we heard was that it was returned to Chicago and repaired, and was later destroyed by fire. (Photos by Lewis Evans and Scott Price) Le "Lively Lady" une goélette américaine, a frappé Lark Reef environ 1962. Après s'échouer dans le brouillard, la mer s'est retirée et le bateau couché sur le côté, roches percer des trous dans la coque. Avec l'aide de nombreux plaisanciers de Tadoussac, les mâts ont été coupés et le bateau a été redressé et mis en quai de Tadoussac. Je me souviens d'aller à regarder (quel gâchis). L'histoire que nous avons entendu, c'est qu'il a été retourné à Chicago et réparé, et a ensuite été détruit par un incendie. (Photos par Lewis Evans et Scott Price) From the Log of the Bonne Chance The first efforts to right the boat, setting up a boom to provide leverage, and putting barrels alongside (they leaked). Les premiers efforts pour soulever le bateau, la mise en place d'une boom un effet de levier, et de mettre de barils sur le côté (ils fuites). Coosie Price & the "Jamboree" Photos like this are full of information! The "Lively Lady" is on the sandbar, today this would be deep water. There's a souvenier shop, some 50's cars and trucks including Scott's station wagon, and Mr. Peck's "Redwing" and another boat that helped in the rescue. Photos comme cela sont plein d'informations! La «Lively Lady" est sur le barre de sable, aujourd'hui ce serait eau profonde. Il ya une boutique de souvenier, les voitures et les camions de 1950, et "Redwing" de M. Peck et un autre bateau qui a contribué au sauvetage. Le yacht d'un visiteur en vacances à Tadoussac a fait le reste Comme pour le Lucky Lady, bonne chose les habitants de Tadoussac a permis d'apprécier le challenge et l'aventure de la libérant de récif, car ils ont essentiellement aucun remerciement. Alors disons MERCI et bien fait Scott Price Lewis Evans Coosie Price Capt. Hovington Phillippe Therrien et M. Peck (Comme les enfants nous rimait "M. Peck par Heck va à la Wreck") et d'autres? As for the Lucky Lady, good thing the residents of Tadoussac were enjoying the challenge and the adventure of getting her off the reef because they essentially got no thanks. So let's say THANKS and Well Done to Scott Price Lewis Evans Coosie Price Capt. Hovington Phillippe Therrien and Mr. Peck (As kids we rhymed "Mr. Peck by Heck is going to the Wreck") and others? Circa 1960 CSL St Lawrence The St Lawrence on the sandbar! Remember when the CSL St Lawrence ran aground on the beach in Tadoussac? I was on the "Bonne Chance" coming down the Saguenay with Dad (so probably mid-1960s), and the St Lawrence was coming into the wharf. We waited for them (being smaller) so we were coming around behind them as they arrived at the wharf. We could hear the engines as they hit reverse to stop the boat as was the usual procedure, but instead of reverse the water shot out backwards from the props! The CSL boat shot forward and then stopped suddenly as it hit the sand bar. There was a slight pause and then a crash of broken glass as the dishes in the dining room hit the floor. Thanks to Susie & Patrick for the photo! There we are in the Bonne Chance!! This was taken shortly after it happened. The captain has it full reverse, but he's hard aground. The steam/smoke from the ship has created a rainbow! Le Saint-Laurent sur le banc de sable! Rappelez-vous quand la CSL St -Laurent s'est échoué sur la plage de Tadoussac ? J'étais sur la " Bonne Chance " descendre le Saguenay avec papa (probablement milieu des années 1960), et le Saint-Laurent venais dans le quai. Nous avons attendu pour eux (étant plus petit) afin que nous arrivions autour derrière eux comme ils sont arrivés au quai. Nous pouvions entendre les moteurs comme ils ont frappé inverse pour arrêter le bateau était la procédure habituelle, mais au lieu de renverser l'eau éjectés vers l'arrière des hélices! Le bateau de CSL tourné vers l'avant , puis s'arrêta brusquement comme il a frappé la barre de sable . Il y avait une légère pause, puis un accident de verre brisé comme les plats dans la salle à manger touchent le sol. Merci à Susie & Patrick pour la photo ! Nous voilà à la Bonne Chance !! Cela a été pris peu de temps après que le bateau ait échoué à terre. Le capitaine a fait marche arrière à fond, mais il est durement échoué. La vapeur/fumée du navire a créé un arc-en-ciel ! The ferry came over to try to pull her off, but the tide was dropping and there was no hope. Another CSL boat (the Richelieu) arrived later and did a clever backwards docking, so the boats were stern-to-stern, and much partying ensued. We went down to the beach at low tide that evening and tried to carve our initials in the bottom. By morning it was gone, floating off at high tide in the night, no harm done. Les ferries sont venus pour essayer de la retirer, mais la marée est en baisse et il n'y avait pas d'espoir. Un autre bateau de CSL ( Richelieu ) est arrivé plus tard et a fait un accueil intelligent en arrière, de sorte que les bateaux étaient poupe à poupe , et bien faire la fête a suivi. Nous sommes allés à la plage à marée basse, ce soir-là et j'ai essayé de tailler nos initiales dans le fond . Au matin, il avait disparu, flottant au large à marée haute dans la nuit, pas de mal a été fait. Again, not a shipwreck, but a forest fire on La Boule, 1960-70's?. Note two different ferries. Encore une fois, pas un naufrage, mais un feu de forêt sur La Boule, 1960-1970?. Remarque deux ferries différents. On September 24, 1999, the passenger ship ⁠Norwegian Sky ran aground on a sandbar/shoal near Tadoussac, Quebec, in the St. Lawrence River while turning to watch whales. The ship carried 1,924 passengers and 787 crew, refloated after three hours, and went to drydock for propeller and rudder repairs. https://www.tsb.gc.ca/eng/rapports-reports/marine/1999/m99l0098/m99l0098.html Le 24 septembre 1999, le paquebot Norwegian Sky s'est échoué sur un banc de sable près de Tadoussac, au Québec, sur le fleuve Saint-Laurent, alors qu'il effectuait un virage pour observer les baleines. Le navire, qui transportait 1 924 passagers et 787 membres d'équipage, a été renfloué après trois heures et mis en cale sèche pour des réparations de l'hélice et du gouvernail. Not a shipwreck, but a car wreck from a ship! They said it was the first time they can remember losing a car, as if they'd forget? Pas un naufrage, mais un accident de voiture à partir d'un navire! Ils disaient que c'était la première fois qu'ils se souviennent de perdre une voiture, pensez-vous qu'ils oublient? Sometimes shipwrecks happen when one is preoccupied cooking hamburgers at Pte a la Croix and the tide is falling! Rescuers took some picnicers home while others waited until midnight, no damage done! August 2015 Parfois naufrages se produisent lorsque l'on est occupé à cuisiner des hamburgers à Pte à la Croix et la marée est en baisse! Certains ont été sauvés tandis que d'autres ont attendu jusqu'à minuit, aucun dommage fait! Août 2015 Unknown grounding on Vache Reef, gone the next day Échouement inconnu sur le récif de Vache, disparu le lendemain The Grosse Ile which was seen in Tadoussac a few years ago, was sailed by owner Didier Epars to the Caribbean, and was forced ashore in a storm in Cuba, the account of the event here https://www.facebook.com/groups/amateursgoelettesqc/search/?query=didier&epa=SEARCH_BOX La Grosse Ile qui a été vue à Tadoussac il y a quelques années, a été emmenée par le propriétaire Didier Epars dans les Caraïbes, et a été jetée à terre dans une tempête à Cuba, le compte rendu de l'événement ici https://www.facebook.com/groups/amateursgoelettesqc/search/?query=didier&epa=SEARCH_BOX There are many images of Goelettes in their last days, here's one on Pointe de l'Islet (Indian Rock) on the Saguenay River. The drawing is by Lilybell Rhodes, the 2 colour photos come from a NFB film about the Jean Richard. This goelette is as yet unidentified! Il existe de nombreuses images de goelettes dans leurs derniers jours, en voici une sur la Pointe de l'Islet (Indian Rock) sur la rivière Saguenay. Le dessin est de Lilybell Rhodes, les 2 photos couleur proviennent d'un film de l'ONF sur le Jean Richard. Cette goelette n'est pas encore identifiée! 100

Kae lived a life of caring for her aging parents and often was made welcome in the Trevor Evans house in Tadoussac Evans, Katherine (Kae) Kae lived a life of caring for her aging parents and often was made welcome in the Trevor Evans house in Tadoussac Back to ALL Bios Katherine Evans 1909-2001 Kae Evans was the only child of Basil Evans, (the second son of Dean Lewis Evans) and Muriel Curtis. She lived in Montreal with her parents on Bruce Avenue. In Tadoussac, as a youth, she stayed with her grandfather at the Beattie house and later in life she was a frequent visitor in her uncle Trevor’s house, Ivanhoe, opposite the golf course clubhouse. While she never married or had children of her own, she took a great interest in her many cousins and nieces and nephews. Her Christmas presents were famous for being homemade and often unusual. Any parcel marked “with love from Muriel and Kae” was bound to be a surprise and always opened with great anticipation. Kae spent much of her life caring for others, particularly her parents. She nursed her father until he died in the early 1960s and then her mother a decade after that. For years she lived alone in an apartment on Ste Catherine Street West, in Montreal. There used to be two very old flags hanging in the chancel of the chapel that are historic but were in very poor condition. When Kae died she left a generous sum of money to the chapel and it was used for the professional restoration and display of the two flags. They can now be seen at the back of the church in glass cases. Kae’s ashes are interred in the Evans family plot in the Mount Royal Cemetery with her grandfather. First photo Lewis Evans, his mother Emily Evans, and her step-grand daughter Kae Evans ~1916 Bottom Photo Emily Evans, Kae Evans, Elizabeth, Margaret and Ann Stevenson, May, Nan at Cap a Jack ~1925 Back to ALL Bios

Frank Morewood was an architect and designed several cottages in Tadoussac including his own, Windward. Morewood, Frank & Carrie (Rhodes) Frank Morewood was an architect and designed several cottages in Tadoussac including his own, Windward. Back to ALL Bios Caroline Annie (Rhodes) 1881 – 1973 & Francis Edmund Morewood 1886 - 1949 Carrie was born in 1881, to William Rhodes and Caroline Annie Hibler in Adelaide, Australia. William was superintendent of railway systems and was presumably in Australia to assist in building their railway. Carrie’s first visit to Tadoussac was in the summer of 1882. When in Tadoussac the family stayed at the original Rhodes cottage that was on the same site as today’s Brynhyfryd. In 1885 - 86 Carrie and her mother again visited Australia. A brother Godfrey was born in 1890 and died in 1892. The family lived in Philadelphia, but spent much of their time at Benmore in Quebec City, especially when William was travelling. William’s sister, Minnie, married Harry Morewood. The family lived in New York but spent a great deal of time at Benmore and Tadoussac – important because one of their sons, Frank, born 1886, would eventually marry Carrie in 1919 or 1920. Carrie was thirty-eight when she married, Frank about thirty-five, and they had two children, Bill and Betty. Nothing is known about Carrie’s schooling, but Frank went to Bishop’s College School in Lennoxville at age fourteen. It is believed that Frank was an architect and he designed several houses in Tadoussac: Windward, the Turcot house, and the new Brynhyfryd. He also did a great deal of design work for the chapel, having the steps and the back door added to the building in cement, as well as the rose window on the street side. Frank was said to have had polio; Betty, his daughter, told stories of how he had to manually lift his left leg to step on the brake while driving, which made for a terrifying trip from Quebec City to Tadoussac on the old, narrow, and hilly roads. Frank was an artist and many of his watercolours are hanging in houses in Tadoussac. He died in 1949, having met just one of his grandchildren, Anne, whose only memory of him is having him paint her face like a bunny. After Frank’s death, Carrie lived with their son Bill and his family outside Philadephia. She travelled often to Lennoxville and Tadoussac to spend time with Betty and her family. Carrie was active in the church in Pennsylvania. She was a quiet, gentle woman who did not interfere with the upbringing of her grandchildren but had a big influence on all of them. She was a very positive role model. Granddaughter Anne remembers her catching her doing something she was forbidden to do in Tadoussac, and telling her she would not tell her parents if she promised never to do it again. Somehow when Granny gave a reason why it was dangerous it made sense, so Anne did not do it again. As an old lady Carrie (Granny) had some sort of palsy so she typed everything. When Anne was first married, Granny wrote to her every week and Anne wrote back every Friday while sitting at the laundromat. When Anne and Ian bought their first house, she gave them a washer and dryer! Uncle Bill told Anne that Granny fussed terribly if her note did not arrive on Wednesday. She had a series of heart attacks in her last few years and died in 1973. At that time, she had met her first great-grandchild and knew the second was on the way and would be named Carrie, after her. And today, Carrie (Belton) Mintz and her older brother Ian Belton love to come and stay in their great-grandparents' cottage with their own families. Anne Belton Back to ALL Bios

Son of William and Blanche Price, Coosie and Ray were central to Tadoussac's life in the summer Price, Coosie & Ray (Scott) Son of William and Blanche Price, Coosie and Ray were central to Tadoussac's life in the summer Back to ALL Bios Arthur Clifford (Coosie) Price 1900-1982 & Ethel Murray (Ray) (Scott) 1899-1987 “COUNT THAT DAY LOST WHOSE LOW DESCENDING SUN VIEWS FROM THY HAND NO WORTHY ACTION DONE.” Margaret Olivia Slocum Sage Coosie was the second of six surviving children of Amelia Blanche Smith and William Price. His siblings were: John Herbert (Jack), Charles Edward, Willa (Glassco), Richard Harcourt (Dick) and Jean (Trenier-Michel). Ray was the second of four born to James Archibald Scott and Ethel Breakey. Her siblings were Harold, who was killed in World War I, John (Jack) and Mary (Warrington). Coosie and Ray knew each other growing up - Coosie in Quebec City and Ray in Breakeyville. He attended Bishop’s College School and school in England. In 1924 he graduated from the Royal Military College of Canada and began his apprenticeship with Price Brothers. A fine athlete, he was on the RMC hockey team and won awards in other sports. In his final year, he was one of four Company Sergeant Majors. Devoted to his father, he was with him the day he died in a landslide in Kenogami. By chance, he had, at that fateful moment, been sent to the mill to pick up mill plans. His father’s death would change the course of his life as well as that of the entire Price family and the Price Brothers Pulp and Paper Company. Thanks to many things, including a charmed life growing up in Breakeyville, Ray enjoyed more than her share of style and hosting skills. She also spoke French, a rarity amongst anglophones then living in Quebec. In 1926 Coosie married Ray in the Presbyterian Church in Breakeyville. They could not be married in the Anglican Cathedral because Ray was a Presbyterian. Their first home was in Kenogami where their son Harold was born, then Quebec City where Tony, Scott and Willa (Lal) were born. In 1933 Coosie, now bankrupt, left Price Brothers and moved the family to Ottawa where he worked for the Eddy Company until he was asked, in 1939, to come back to Price Brothers as Vice President, Head of Sales. He became President in 1948, later Chairman and retired in 1964. In 1949 Laval University honoured him with a Doctor of Laws Degree for leading the fundraising for University City. When his great friend Mathew Ralph Kane died leaving him much of his estate, he set up the Mathew Ralph Kane Foundation. Though the foundation is now part of the Citadel foundation, donations continue to focus on the Quebec and Saguenay/Lac St-Jean regions where Matt Kane and his family lived. Coosie’s mother died in 1947 leaving Fletcher Cottage to her two daughters. They sold it to their cousin Harky Powell. Harky later sold it to Bill Glassco (a son of Willa). The Pilot House was left to the four boys. They drew straws and Charlie won. After moving to Victoria B.C., Charlie sold the Pilot House to Coosie who by then had built Maison Nicolas (1948). A few years later Coosie transferred the Pilot House to his son Harold. All sales were ‘token’ – happy to keep the houses in the family. Coosie and Ray shared a love of entertaining. They included all ages (Coosie, like his father, had a special affection for children) at the fishing cottages of Anse St Jean, Sagard and Lake Metis, excursions on Jamboree III and IV, cocktails on the deck of Maison Nicolas, and much more. Coosie’s day in Tadoussac often began with a round of golf with his cousin Harky Powel. When the Hotel stopped managing the Golf Course, Coosie put together arrangements to insure its continuation. He had great affection and admiration for the local families and could often be seen chatting with the regulars gathered on the bench in Pierre Cid’s. Among his many pre- and post-retirement activities were salmon fishing (by all accounts, a renowned fly fisherman like his father), golf, boating, photography (award-winning), writing, oil painting and mushroom hunting. Ray, a passionate gardener, coaxed flowers and vegetables out of small beds in the granite on which Maison Nicolas sits. Though she started life a stranger to the kitchen, she became a fine cook and was ahead of her time with her insistence on the freshest of everything – not easy in Tadoussac in those days. Her management of the galley on Jamboree IV was nothing short of heroic. She entertained visitors aboard who showed up in ports from Quebec City to Anticosti Island and Tadoussac to Chicoutimi and graciously accommodated a captain known for ‘casting off’ regardless of the weather forecast. In their retirement years, they spent winters in Sonoma California with their daughter and family, spring and fall in Brockville and, as always, summers in Tadoussac. They shared a great love with family and friends throughout their fifty-six years together.   Lal Mundell Back to ALL Bios

Friend and frequent visitor to Adele Languedoc and Grace Scott Humphrys, Phyllis Frances Friend and frequent visitor to Adele Languedoc and Grace Scott Back to ALL Bios Phyliss Frances Humphrys 1900 - 1974 Very little is known about Phyliss Frances Humphrys. Several people remember her name, but no details about her. It is thought that she first came to Tadoussac with the Languedoc's. She stayed with Adele Languedoc at Amberly, and sometimes with Grace Scott at Spruce Cliff. She was born on August 8, 1900 in Ottawa, Ontario. Her father, Beauchamp, was 50 and her mother, Clara, was 38 when Phyliss was born. She had six brothers and two sisters. She died on May 28, 1974 in Ottawa and is buried in Beechwood Cemetery, the National Cemetery of Canada with her parents and siblings. Her mother Clara, was born in Quebec City in 1861, her father in Montreal in 1849. Several of her siblings were born in Manitoba. Her father died when she was only one year old. Back to ALL Bios

Tadoussac Wharf 1916-1950, Steamers, Goelettes, People! The Old Wooden Wharf Le vieux quai en bois 1916-1950 The Wharf in the bay was built in about 1916, this photo from the McCord Museum (Montreal) shows they lacked the equipment used today! Le quai dans la baie a été construit environ 1916, cette photo du Musée McCord (Montréal) montre qu'ils ne avaient pas l'équipement utilisé aujourd'hui! The "Pixie B" about 1925. The goelette at the wharf in Tadoussac (above and below) is the Pixie B and it towed the barge which could carry two cars. La "Pixie B" circa 1925. La goélette au quai de Tadoussac est le Pixie B et remorquer le chaland qui pourrait transporter deux voitures Paintings on this page by Frank Morewood and Lilybell Rhodes Uncle Arthur C-Smith R Lewis Evans ? Nan Wallace (Leggat) Susan Williams (Webster) Joan Williams (Ballantyne) Nan Wallace (Leggat) Jim Williams 1947 painting by Albert Cloutier Thanks to Peter Mc The yellow truck shows up several times, probably a Hotel Tadoussac vehicle Le camion jaune apparaît à plusieurs reprises, probablement un véhicule de l'Hôtel Tadoussac The wharf was badly damaged when the CSL Quebec burned in August 1950, and rebuilt with the steel wharf we see today. Le quai a été gravement endommagé lorsque le CSL Québec brûlé en Août 1950, et reconstruite avec le quai d'acier que nous voyons aujourd'hui. Wharf construction with a crane in the background, and a boat being rebuilt at the same time early 1950's Construction de quai avec une grue en arrière-plan, Et un bateau étant reconstruit en même temps Début des années 50 72

A school friend of the Rhodes boys whom he met at BCS, which led to many visits in Tadoussac Campbell, Robert Peel A school friend of the Rhodes boys whom he met at BCS, which led to many visits in Tadoussac Back to ALL Bios Robert Peel William Campbell 1853 - 1929 Robert Peel William Campbell was born in St. Hilaire Québec in 1853. He was the second son of Major Thomas Edmund Campbell, seigneur of Rouville, and his wife Henriette-Julie Juchereau Duchesnay. Thomas Campbell became seigneur upon his wife’s inheritance of the seigneury from her father, Ignace-Michel-Louis-Antoine d’Irumberry de Salaberry. Robert’s great uncle was Charles de Salaberry, CB, who led the Canadian troops at the Battle of Chateauguay in their defeat of a numerically superior American army advancing on Montreal during the War of 1812. Robert grew up in the Manoir Rouville, a Tudor-style mansion located on the south bank of the Richelieu River, in the shadow of majestic Mount St. Hilaire. His youth would have been spent exploring the countryside of St. Hilaire and helping his father with the development of his 150-acre model farm, a large portion of which was devoted to the nurturing of trees. Owing to his mother’s French-Canadian roots and his father’s British heritage, he was completely fluent in both English and French. This ability would serve him well later in his life. He attended Bishop’s College School in Lennoxville. He continued his studies at the University of Bishop’s College completing a Bachelor of Arts degree in June of 1873 and a Masters of Arts degree in June of 1876. At the age of twenty-two, this was quite an accomplishment for the day. He went on to study law at Laval University and with the completion of his L.L.B. was awarded the Dufferin Gold Medal. The medal was an official British commendation awarded by the then Governor-General Lord Dufferin, to Canadian students who had achieved high excellence in academics and athletics. While at BCS he would have met boys with ties to Tadoussac. Colonel Rhodes’s boys were all around his age and because Robert’s father Thomas and William Rhodes were both officers in the British Army in Canada at one time in their lives, it is entirely possible that there were family ties before the BCS days. Robert became a great friend of the Rhodes and Williams families and spent many summers visiting their summer home on the banks of Tadoussac Bay. One can imagine these young men leaving Québec on a steamer bound for Tadoussac with the entire summer ahead filled with outdoor adventure on the Saguenay River. Robert was called to the Québec Bar in 1877 and practised law in Québec City. He was appointed Assistant Clerk of the Legislative Council of the Province of Québec in 1883. The Legislative Council was the unelected upper house of the legislature in the province from 1867 to its disbandment in 1968. Concurrently, he was appointed English Journal and English Translator for the Council, no doubt because of his proficiency in both languages. In 1893, he was appointed Clerk of Private Bills and Railways for the Province. He became Clerk of the Legislative Council in 1909. The title of King’s Counsel was conferred upon him in 1903. At some time between 1882 and 1885, Robert purchased the property known as Kirk Ella from John Burstall. The eighty-three-acre property was located on the opposite side of Rue St. Louis from Godfrey Rhodes’ residence Cataraqui. The house on the property was destroyed by fire in 1879 after Burstall had done extensive renovations. A new residence would have been built by Robert Campbell. He lived at Kirk Ella until his death. Robert Campbell never married. Throughout his life, he was devoted to the institutions which were responsible for his education and to the church. For many years he was a member of the Board of Directors of the University of Bishop’s College. He took a leading role in the administration of the affairs of the University. In 1907 and in recognition of his many years of service he was awarded the degree of Honorary Doctorate of Laws by the University. He was also Chairman of the Board of Directors of BCS from 1908 to 1912 and a Trustee of King’s Hall Compton. It was probably through his association with the Anglican Church in Québec that he came to be such good friends with Lennox Williams and his wife Nan. Robert became Chancellor and secretary of the Diocese of Québec in 1905 and had been associated with the church in Québec for many years. While six years older than Lennox Williams, Robert would have known him and his father James at BCS, and certainly would have developed a close bond while Lennox was the minister at St. Matthew’s Anglican Church in Québec City. Robert died at Kirk Ella in Québec City in 1929. The stories of his time in Tadoussac are lost to the passage of time. The plaque placed in his memory in the Chapel recognizes his long and dedicated service to the Province of Québec, his university, his church, and the great esteem with which he was held by the summer residents of Tadoussac of that generation. Lennox John Leggat _______________ Sources: Dictionary of Canadian Biography Volume X – Thomas Edmund Campbell Wikipedia – Thomas Edmund Campbell Prominent People of the Province of Quebec in Professional, Social and Business Life, 1923 The Mitre, University of Bishop’s College Volume 37 No.3 December 1929 Pedigree, The Children of the (Late) Colonel William Rhodes of Benmore, Quebec, Canada Back to ALL Bios

Very athletic, Dennis and Sue loved to be outdoors with their many children Stairs, Dennis & Sue Very athletic, Dennis and Sue loved to be outdoors with their many children Back to ALL Bios Dennis W. Stairs 1923-1975 & Susan E. (Inglis) Stairs 1923-1978 Dennis was born and grew up in Montreal. After attending Bishop’s College School, he joined the Royal Navy and served on the British aircraft carrier Indefatigable as an airplane navigator. He started coming to Tadoussac at an early age, and in his teens went on trips to Les Escoumins and the Marguerite in nor’shore canoes with his brothers and his cousin Peter Turcot - twenty miles rowing is a long way! He was a tennis and skiing enthusiast and was on the McGill University teams for both sports. He graduated from McGill with honours in engineering and took a position with what was then the Price Brothers Company in Kenogami. He married twice having four children by his first marriage and three by his second. Sue Inglis was born and grew up in Pittenweem, Scotland. She moved to London during the war and served in an anti-aircraft unit defending the city. She married Dennis Stairs in 1957 and together they had three children, Alan, John, and Sarah to add to Dennis’s previous four, Judy, George, Felicite, and Philippa, and she treated all seven with the same mixture of poise, no-nonsense strength, and kindness. Sue had left her home in a thriving metropolitan city to move to Kenogami, a small town a mere ninety miles from Tadoussac. She adapted well, learning skiing as well as other winter activities. She also learned French well enough to lead the Girl Guides in the Lac St Jean region! She came to Tadoussac soon after arriving and embarked on the full range of activities – witness her name on the Mixed-Doubles Tennis Trophy in more than one place, her embroidery creations in the church, and the Scottish-dancing parties she hosted - not to mention numerous picnics around Tadoussac on the beaches, in the hills, and along the shores in the freighter-canoe Seven Steps. She tirelessly nursed Dennis when he took ill, enabling him to spend the last few years of his life in the relative peace and comfort of his own homes in Montreal and in Tadoussac. Dennis passed on to us all, with varying degrees of success, his love of the outdoors whether hiking, cross-country skiing, chopping wood, or fishing. He passed along to us his love of small boats, be they canoes, rowboats, motorboats, or even how to use a freighter canoe as a sailboat! And of course, he led by example in tennis and skiing. Perhaps most of all he tried to teach us to be honest, fair, hard-working, and family-oriented people. Many a time we were cajoled into doing unpleasant tasks with the words "you're not going to let your poor father do everything are you?" Dennis and Sue's children and the entire Tadoussac community remember them as good parents. George Stairs Back to ALL Bios