n the most extreme
necessity, and then great care must be taken to choose the
best place for beaching.

The troops being now in the neighbourhood of the enemy, every
precaution must be taken to guard against surprise. By Order.

J.B. GLEGG, Aide-de-Camp.

After five days and nights of incessant exertion, the little squadron
reached Amherstburg[64] shortly before midnight on the 13th, and in a
rough sketch in the handwriting of Major-General Brock, he observed: "In
no instance have I seen troops who would have endured the fatigues of a
long journey in boats, during extremely bad weather, with greater
cheerfulness and constancy; and it is but justice to this little band to
add, that their conduct throughout excited my admiration."

Soon after their landing at Amherstburg, the attention of the troops was
suddenly roused by a straggling fire of musketry, which in a few minutes
became general, and appeared to proceed from an island in the Detroit
river. Colonel Elliott, the superintendent of the Indians, quickly
explained that the firing arose from the Indians attached to the
British cause, who thus expressed their joy at the arrival of the
reinforcement under their white father. Major-General Brock, aware of
his scarcity of the munitions of war, sent Colonel Elliott to stop this
waste of powder, saying: "Do, pray, Elliott, fully explain my wishes and
motives, and tell the Indians that I will speak to them to-morrow on
this subject." His request was promptly attended to, and Colonel Elliott
returned in about half an hour with the Shawanee chief, Tecumseh, or
Tecumpthe, already mentioned. Captain Glegg,[65] the aide-de-camp, being
present, had an opportunity of closely observing the traits of that
extraordinary man, and we are indebted to him for the following graphic
particulars: "Tecumseh's appearance was very prepossessing; his figure
light and finely proportioned; his age I imagined to be about five and
thirty;[66] in height, five feet nine or ten inches; his complexion,
light copper; countenance, oval, with bright hazle eyes, beaming
cheerfulness, energy, and decision. Three small silver crowns, or
coronets, were suspended from the lower cartilage of his aquiline nose;
and a large silver medallion of George the Third, which I believe his
ancestor had received from Lord Dorchester, when governor-general of
Canada, was attached to a mixed coloured wampum string, and hung round
his neck. His dress co