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Winter at Stadacona and the Cedar Cure

Written
events of December 1535 to April 1536; printed 1545
Place
Stadacona, and the French fort on the Sainte-Croix River
Language
French
Kind of source
travel account
Reading time
6 minutes
Difficulty
Moderate
Intensity
Medium: the symptoms of scurvy and the deaths of sailors are described plainly; the opening of a dead man's body is cut

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The edited translation, in simplified modern English. Bracketed words were added for clarity; [...] marks a cut. Tap a note number to read the note.

The Sickness at Stadacona and in the Fort

In December we learned that a mortality1 had struck the people of Stadacona.2 By their own account, more than fifty of them had already died. So we forbade them to come to our fort, or anywhere near us.3 But even though we had chased them off, the mortality broke out among us too, in an astonishing way, and of a kind no one knew. Some lost all their strength, and their legs grew thick and swollen, and the sinews drew tight and turned black as coal. On some, the legs were spotted all over with drops of blood, purple in color. Then the sickness climbed up into the hips, thighs, shoulders, arms, and neck. In everyone the mouth grew so foul and rotten at the gums that all the flesh fell away down to the roots, and nearly all the teeth fell out. The sickness took such a hold in our three ships that by the middle of February, of the 110 men we were, not ten were healthy. No one could help anyone else. It was a pitiful thing to see, given where we were. Every day the people of the country came in front of our fort and saw few of us on our feet. Already eight were dead, and we had given up hope for the lives of more than fifty others.

Our captain saw our misery and how the sickness had spread, and he set everyone to praying. He had an image of the Virgin Mary taken over the snow and ice and set against a tree, a bowshot from our fort. He ordered that Mass be said there on the following Sunday. All who could walk, sick or well, were to go in the procession and sing the seven Psalms of David4 with the Litany.5 They were to pray the Virgin to ask her dear Child to have pity on us. After the Mass was said and sung before the image, our captain made a vow. If God gave him the grace to return to France, he would go as a pilgrim to Our Lady, who is prayed to at Rocquemadou.6 That day Philippe Rougemont died, a native of Amboise, about twenty years old.

[...] The people of the country came near our fort, and we had to hide the sickness from them. So our captain, whom God always kept on his feet,7 went out to meet them. He took two or three men with him, some well and some sick, and had them follow him out. Once they were outside the enclosure, he pretended he wanted to beat them. He shouted and threw sticks after them and sent them back on board. He showed the Savages8 by signs that he kept his men working inside the ships. Some were calking9 and others making bread or doing other jobs, and it was no good for them to come idling outside. And they believed it. The captain also had the sick men inside the ships bang and make noise with sticks and stones, pretending to calk. By then we were so stricken by the sickness that we had nearly given up hope of ever seeing France again. But God in his endless goodness and mercy looked on us with pity. He let us learn of a remedy against all sicknesses, the most excellent ever seen or found on earth, as we will tell in the next chapter.

The Tree Called Annedda

[...] One day our captain saw the sickness spreading so and his men so badly stricken by it. He had gone out of the fort and was walking on the ice. He saw a band of people coming from Stadaconé, and among them was Domagaya.10 Ten or twelve days before, the captain had seen him very sick with the very same sickness his men had. One of his legs was as thick as a two-year-old child, with all its sinews drawn tight. His teeth were lost and ruined, and his gums rotten and foul. When the captain saw Domagaya healthy and cured, he was overjoyed. He hoped to learn from him how he had been cured, so he could bring help and relief to his men. When they reached the fort, the captain asked him how he had cured his sickness. Domagaya answered that he had cured himself with the juice and the pulp of the leaves of a tree, and that this was the one remedy for this sickness. Then the captain asked if there was any of it nearby. He asked Domagaya to show him some to cure his servant, who had fallen sick in the house of Lord Donnacona.11 He did not want to tell him how many of his companions were sick. Then Domagaya sent two women with our captain to fetch some. They came back with nine or ten branches. They showed us that we had to grind the bark and leaves of this wood and boil it all in water. Then the sick were to drink the water every other day and put the pulp on their swollen, sick legs. They said this tree cured every sickness. In their language the tree is called Annedda.12

Right away the captain had the drink made for the sick. Not one of them wanted to try it, except one or two who took the risk. The moment they drank it, they felt the good of it, and this turned out to be a true and plain miracle. After two or three drinks they were cured of every sickness they had, and their health came back. One of the companions had had the pox13 for five or six years before this sickness, and he was cured cleanly by this medicine. After seeing this, the men pressed so hard for the medicine that they nearly killed one another to be first to get some. So a tree as thick and as tall as any tree I ever saw was gone in less than eight days.14 It worked wonders. If every doctor in Louvain and Montpellier had been there with every drug in Alexandria,15 they could not have done as much in a year as this tree did in eight days. It did us so much good that everyone who was willing to use it got back health and was cured, thanks be to God.

Notes

  1. The writer’s word for a deadly outbreak. The disease he goes on to describe among the French was scurvy, caused by a lack of vitamin C. The sickness at Stadacona is usually taken to be scurvy too. back
  2. An Iroquoian town on the site of Quebec City, below the cliff, whose chief was Donnacona. Cartier’s ships lay close by, in the Sainte-Croix (now the Saint-Charles River). back
  3. The French feared contagion: the idea that disease passed from person to person by touch, breath, or objects, long before anyone knew about germs. Scurvy does not pass between people. back
  4. The seven penitential psalms (Psalms 6, 31, 37, 50, 101, 129, and 142 in the Latin Bible of the time), long recited as prayers of sorrow for sin. back
  5. A prayer of many short requests, each answered by the people, used especially in times of disaster. In prayer books of the time the Litany of the Saints followed the seven psalms. back
  6. Rocamadour, a shrine of the Virgin Mary in the Quercy region of southern France, one of the most famous places of pilgrimage of the later Middle Ages. back
  7. Or “whom God always kept from harm.” The French debout (standing) can go with either part of the sentence; either way, the captain stayed well. back
  8. The writer’s word, Sauvages. The French used it for the Native peoples of America; it also meant people of the forest. back
  9. Hammering fiber into the seams of a ship to make it watertight. back
  10. A son of Donnacona. He and his brother Taignoagny had spent about eight months in France after Cartier’s first voyage, learned French, and came back with him as guides. back
  11. Donnacona, the chief of Stadacona. back
  12. Which tree this was is disputed. Eastern white cedar has long been the usual answer; others have proposed white spruce, white pine, hemlock, or balsam fir. The 1545 printing spells the name Ameda. back
  13. La vérole, a word for diseases that leave sores on the skin. The 1545 printing has la grosse vérole, “the great pox,” the usual French name for syphilis. back
  14. The 1545 printing says the tree was as big as any oak in France and was used up in six days. back
  15. Louvain (Leuven, in modern Belgium) and Montpellier, in southern France, had universities with faculties of medicine, and Montpellier’s was famous across Europe. Alexandria in Egypt was the great market where Europeans bought spices and drugs from the East. back