et travelled his spine, and he fell
back stunned.

A dozen others came on. Some reached the deck and grappled with my
men. I never shall forget with what fiendish joy Clark fought that
night--those five terrible minutes. He was like some mad devil, and by
his imprecations I knew that he was avenging the brutal death of his
infant daughter some years before. He was armed with a long knife, and
I saw four men fall beneath it, while he himself got but one bad cut. Of
the Provincials, one fell wounded, and the other brought down his man.
Mr. Stevens and myself held the companion-way, driving the crew back,
not without hurt, for my wrist was slashed by a cutlass, and Mr. Stevens
had a bullet in his thigh. But presently we had the joy of having those
below cry quarter.

We were masters of the sloop. Quickly battening down the prisoners, I
had the sails spread, the windlass going, and the anchor apeak quickly,
and we soon were moving down upon the schooner, which was now all
confusion, commands ringing out on the quiet air. But when, laying
alongside, we gave her a dose, and then another, from all our swivels
at once, sweeping her decks, the timid fellows cried quarter, and
we boarded her. With my men's muskets cocked, I ordered her crew and
soldiers below, till they were all, save two lusty youths, stowed away.
Then I had everything of value brought from the sloop, together with
the swivels, which we fastened to the schooner's side; and when all was
done, we set fire to the sloop, and I stood and watched her burn with a
proud--too proud--spirit.

Having brought our prisoners from the shore, we placed them with
the rest below. At dawn I called a council with Mr. Stevens and the
others--our one wounded Provincial was not omitted--and we all agreed
that some of the prisoners should be sent off in the long boat, and a
portion of the rest be used to work the ship. So we had half the fellows
up, and giving them fishing-lines, rum, and provisions, with a couple of
muskets and ammunition, we sent them off to shift for themselves, and,
raising anchor, got on our way down the broad river, in perfect weather.

The days that followed are like a good dream to me, for we came on all
the way without challenge and with no adventure, even round Gaspe, to
Louisburg, thirty-eight days after my escape from the fortress.

XXIII. WITH WOLFE AT MONTMORENCI.
At Louisburg we found that Admiral Saunders and General Wolfe were gone
to Queb