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"Is it painful?" she inquired, wiping the bloody cut, which still welled forth along its channel. The boy lifted his brimming eyes, and answered her from his deeper hurt: "I don't know what to do. I think my father would make for General Montcalm's camp if he were alone and could not attack the enemy's rear; for something ought to be done as quickly as possible."

It is not for us to say how far Colonel de Beaujardin may have been influenced by the private knowledge that General Montcalm's head-quarters were to be transferred for a time to Quebec. Such, however, was the case, and Isidore spent his New Year's Day under the hospitable roof of Madame de Rocheval. The first two or three days that Isidore passed at Quebec were singularly happy ones.

Montcalm's two thousand regulars were ill-supported by the still larger number of their comrades, who, unsurpassed behind breastworks or in forest warfare, were of little use before such an onslaught.

Before to-night she never spoke of him before the world but a poor daft thing, going about all sad and wild. She missed her chance to-night aho!" "Why are you not with Montcalm's soldiers?" I asked. "You like him better." "I was with him, but my time was out, and I left him for Bigot. Pish! I left him for Bigot, for the militia!" He raised his thumb to his nose, and spread out his fingers.

Montcalm's style of writing is not exemplary; but his power of faithful observation, his sagacity, and talent of prophecy are so considerable, we are tempted to give the IPSISSIMA VERBA of his long Letter in regard to those two points, the rather as it seems to have fallen much out of sight in our day: "CAMP BEFORE QUEBEC, 24th August, 1759.

In these lodged six priests, while two lay brothers found shelter in the garret. The house had been hastily built, eight years before, and now leaked in all parts. Such was the Residence of Notre-Dame des Anges. Charles. The place has a triple historic interest. Here, too, in 1759, Montcalm's bridge of boats crossed the St.

Montcalm's eyes sparkled. His warlike soul leaped up at the thought of speedy battle that was being offered. A flame was lighted also in St. Luc's blood, and Bourlamaque was no less eager. It was no lack of valor and enterprise that caused the French to lose their colonies in North America. "You know this positively?" asked the commander-in-chief. "I have seen it with my own eyes."

The duke made fast friends with several of the seigneurial families, more especially with the de Salaberrys, whose manor-house at Beauport stood half-way between Montmorency and Quebec and not far from Montcalm's headquarters in 1759. The de Salaberrys were a military family. All the sons went into the Army and one became the hero of Chateauguay in the War of 1812.

Montcalm's face, upon which death had already set its seal, remained immovably calm and tranquil. "What said the Governor?" he asked. "He appeared to agree with this view of the case. He is much alarmed and disturbed. He is preparing to return to his own quarters upon the Beauport road, and will there hold a council as to the next step to be taken.

"I am sorry, monsieur," said she, "that Madame de Rocheval is not at home. You have, doubtless, heard that news has been received of General Montcalm's having captured Oswego.

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