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Armand Trochu and
the Ninetieth Anniversary of the Founding of Trochu: A Speech
by Jacques Bence
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Armand Trochu inherited a country home and received from his father a
position as a stockbroker. He had to demonstrate his ability at a time of
economic difficulties in France, which certainly was a weight on his shoulders.
A temporary problem and the simultaneous appearance in the French press of
advertising for the opening of new lands in Western Canada was enough to light
the fire of adventure. Trochu's great merit is that he made the decision to
leave, alone, for an unknown country. Some years later, when he was honoured by
the government of Quebec, and then by the prime minister, in spite of his
modesty, his pride appeared in a rare letter addressed to his father describing
his meetings. The same pride appeared some time later when he wrote in France:
"We are just simply founding a town!" On their side, the officers' motivation
was clearer. They resigned from the French army to keep their honour and their
duties towards Catholics, when the government decided to use the French army
against the Catholic Church's goods. Others probably had some good reasons and a
strong sense of adventure to join them.
In any case, what strikes me first is their courage and their fierce will to
win, even as they arrived in this open country, which is apparently hostile,
with its tremendously severe winter/summer climate variations, compared to
France. All had several qualities in common: an eagerness to work, an
extraordinary ability to face any situation, an acceptance of a rugged life,
and, above all, honesty, and a sense of honour and duty. Here are the true
instruments of their success. Their will to succeed is easily perceived. Within
a few weeks they had built residences made of boards bought at Didsbury or
Calgary or shacks made of logs cut on the banks of the Red Deer River. These
modest dwellings, so convenient for a team of bachelors, after 1905 became much
more comfortable, sometimes with two storeys. The timber constructions then
reached greater dimensions, notably with the building of Sainte
Anne-des-Prairies and the St. Mary hospital.
The sweet French life was forgotten. There was a sweeping change from the
society life to the rough prairie life, far from the conventions and conformism.
Truly inspired, all of them rolled up their sleeves to build ranches, an inn, a
post office, a general store, a school, a butcher shop, a creamery, a saddlery,
and so forth. Before four years had passed, a business centre grew up with a
modern spirit that many European villages could envy. What does it matter
whether it was freezing cold inside most of the places, for a new city was soon
born. All this signifies an integration of will and a collectively independent
disposition against the conformism of the establishment. Everybody adapted
immediately to the way of life imposed by the prairie, the horses, and ranching,
including typical British expressions which they used in their correspondence
with people in France.
However, the life was hard. With very little manpower available, they had to
build their housing and domesticate the great open prairie, where many herds of
roaming buffalo fed on the grassland. They had to do this despite freezing
temperatures, snow, fires, mosquitos, scabies, and all sorts of dangers, some of
them a result of their isolation. With no roads, and no one for miles around,
they had to find their own way, especially at night when they came back from
journeys on horseback to find cattle. They were able to do everything: grow
cattle by the thousands, cultivate hundreds of hectares of wheat, and enclose
many kilometres of land or corrals. They were cooks, butchers, bakers, saddlers,
mechanics, engineers, carpenters, gardeners and businessmen. It seems,
according to Philomene Butruille, that "there was always new prairie!"
They adapted themselves to all sorts of discomfort except loneliness, which
forged their personality and character. The word is often cited in their letters
to their relatives in France. Those who did not learn to endure it returned to
France. Life was hard but beautiful, to the point that Joseph Devilder later
wrote: "Those were the most beautiful years of my life. Life of work, of
deprivation, of open air, of horseriding, of risks, of big and lovely physical
activities." This daily battle by men, women and children in turn created such
an incredible core of relationships and strong friendships between the families
of pioneers that 55 years later, Valentine Eckenfelder maintained a
correspondence with Adrienne Trochu, whom she had known for a very few years in
Trochu Valley.
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