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 Having no other care than dispensing music to mortals. Far renowned was he for his silver locks and his fiddle. “Long live Michael,” they cried, “our brave Acadian minstrel!” As they bore him aloft in triumphal procession; and straightway Father Felician advanced with Evangeline, greeting the old man Kindly and oft, and recalling the past, while Basil, enraptured, Hailed with hilarious joy his old companions and gossips, Laughing loud and long, and embracing mothers and daughters. Much they marvelled to see the wealth of the ci-devant blacksmith, All his domains and his herds, and his patriarchal demeanour;