Dear Diary,                                                     Spring, 1841 Oh, spite! What a life to be leading at this time and age! A political whirlwind occurs in the East, and I, a true Frenchwoman, am only dealt scraps of news about the new union. As fur traders pass in and out of the [Red River] colony, they deliver the latest happenings related to ‘The Act’, and I constantly grow more distraught over the future of my people in this.. Read More