The life and letters of James Wolfe . is all over with me. Then camea stupor, and the sorrowing group thought him dead. Therewas a brief pause, ten seconds perhaps, when in the distance a crywas heard from a messenger sent to the rear: They run—theyrun! The dying General started up with the wide-open gaze of oneroused from slumber. Who run ? he asked earnestly. Did hefor a fleeting instant think his men had been by some miracleoverborne by Montcalm .^ The enemy, sir, came the answer. Egad, they give Avay everywhere. At this the young herosummoned all his strength. Go one of you, my lads, he sa
The life and letters of James Wolfe . is all over with me. Then camea stupor, and the sorrowing group thought him dead. Therewas a brief pause, ten seconds perhaps, when in the distance a crywas heard from a messenger sent to the rear: They run—theyrun! The dying General started up with the wide-open gaze of oneroused from slumber. Who run ? he asked earnestly. Did hefor a fleeting instant think his men had been by some miracleoverborne by Montcalm .^ The enemy, sir, came the answer. Egad, they give Avay everywhere. At this the young herosummoned all his strength. Go one of you, my lads, he said, with all speed to Colonel Burton, and tell him to march Webbsregiment down to the St. Charles River, and cut off the retreat ofthe fugitives to the bridge. ^ He then turned on his side, andmurmuring Now God be praised, I die happy, in a few momentsexpired. * Colonel Williamson. 2 Needless to say, Townsheud, on taking command, instantly rescindedthis order. Ihis account of AVolfes death follows Knox in every 1 £J s, XXIICONCLUSION When an aide-de-camp hastened to inform Monckton of theleaders fall he found that officer stretched on the ground with asevere wound, which he had received while leading Lascelles.^ Thecommand therefore by a singular chance devolved upon Townshend,who instantly checked the disorder into which the troops hadlapsed owing to their ardour for the fray. Some of the High-landers had pursued the enemy to the verge of the St. CharlesRiver, and the 58th had actually reached the St. Johns gate ofthe city. Into these victorious pursuers the enemy, still masterof a gun or two entrenched in ambuscade, poured a fusillade ofbullets, and continued firing until the copses and thickets werecleared. Townshend therefore, although Quebec might then andthere have been taken by storm, sounded the recall. He wasdoubtless justified, for in the clear, warm sunshine which nowsupervened, the white-coated troops of Bougainville were seenapproaching the
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