Filles du roi ('The King's Daughters') are my favourite part of Canadian history. They were a group of women who came over to marry colonists in Canada, recruited by the French government due to a dearth of women to make babies and build the colony up with. Apparently, the men who settled in New France at the time were getting too friendly with the natives, which was not an 'acceptable' way to procreate. So, the government in France offered women a trousseau if they would go to New France and marry a colonist and be good daughters of France. Why would they want to do that? You know, go to the ungodly, far away lands full of scary things and people? Well, first of all, they gave you shit. You had a trunk full of so many petticoats and dresses and, I don't know, probably dinner plates and silverware. Which is more than poor women could bring to a marriage at home. And also, you can total freedom about who you could marry and the men were so desperate for wives that they were literally proposing to women before they got off the boats when they arrived. And you didn't have to accept a proposal. As long as you eventually married, you could decide which guy you wanted. Which was a HUGE thing, then, too. So, these badass women were like 'fuck France and my lot in life, I'm going to Canada to be sought after and have nice clothing'. And the circumstances were harsh there, so they had to be pretty hardy to survive. It was like, 'yay, I'm married! Oh, you're going to leave me alone in a cabin for the whole freezing winter while you go off and hunt fur? Where I'll be literally snowed in and won't be able to go outside until the thaw? And may have a baby with me? Groovy.'
I really like that period of history.
Also, in more modern news, I made Ascii a winter coat and she looks adorable in it: