s certain she would,
her armies to our assistance, they would have had to expend
their courage and their strength in taking one strong position
after another, that had been erected by the enemy within our
own territory.
And at the moment when the noble soldier fell, it is true, he
fell in discharging a duty which might have been committed to
a subordinate hand; true, he might have reserved himself for a
more deliberate and stronger effort; but he felt that
hesitation might be ruin--that all depended upon his example
of dauntless courage--of fearless self-devotion. Had it
pleased Divine Providence to spare his invaluable life, who
will say that his effort would have failed? It is true his
gallant course was arrested by a fatal wound--such is the
fortune of war; but the people of Canada did not feel that his
precious life was therefore thrown away, deeply as they
deplored his fall. In later periods of the contest, it
sometimes happened that the example of General Brock was not
very closely followed. It was that cautious calculation, which
some suppose he wanted, which decided the day against us at
Sackett's Harbour--it was the same cautious calculation which
decided the day at Plattsburg; but no monuments have been
erected to record the triumphs of those fields--it is not thus
that trophies are won.
The Hon. Mr. Justice Macaulay, in moving the third resolution, thus
elegantly expressed himself:
It was not my good fortune to serve in the field under the
illustrious Brock, but I was under his command for a short
period, when commandant of the garrison of Quebec, thirty
years ago, and well remember his congratulating me upon
receiving a commission in the army, accompanied with good
wishes for my welfare, which I shall never forget. I feel
myself a humble subaltern still when called upon to address
such an auditory, and upon such a topic as the memory of
Brock. Looking at the animated mass covering these heights in
1840, to do further honour to the unfortunate victim of a war
now old in history, one is prompted to ask, how it happens
that the gallant general, who has so long slept the sleep of
death, left the lasting impression on the hearts of his
countrymen which this scene exhibits; how comes it that the
fame of Brock thus floats down the stream of time, broad,
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