Louis gate, where women, waiting in mad anxiety,
saw the blood dripping over his horse.

"My God! My God! Our marquis is slain!" they screamed.

"It is nothing,--nothing,--good friends; don't trouble about me,"
answered the wounded general as he passed for the last time under the
arched gateway of St. Louis road.

"How long have I to live?" he asked the surgeon into whose house he had
been carried.

"Few hours, my lord."

"So much the better," answered Montcalm. "I shall not live to see
Quebec surrendered."

Before daylight, he was dead. Wrapped in his soldier's cloak, laid in
a rough box, the body was carried that night to the Ursuline Convent,
where a bursting bomb had scooped a great hole in the floor. Sad-eyed
nuns and priests crowded the chapel. By torchlight, amid tears and
sobs, the body was laid to rest.

Both generals had died as they had lived,--gallantly. To-day both are
regarded as heroes and commemorated by monuments; but how did their
governments treat them? Of course there were wild huzzas in London and
solemn memorial services over Wolfe; but when his aged mother
petitioned the government that her dead son's salary might be computed
at 10 pounds a day,--the salary of a commander in chief,--instead of 2
pounds a day, she was refused in as curtly uncivil a note as was ever
penned. Montcalm had died in debt, and when his family petitioned the
French government to pay these debts, the King thought it should be
done, but he did not take the trouble to see that his {274} good
intention was carried out. It was easy and cheaper for orators to talk
of heroes giving their lives for their country. There are no better
examples in history of the truth that glory and honor and true service
must be their own reward, independent of any compensation, any
suffering, any sacrifice.

Though the panic retreat continued for hours and Quebec was not
surrendered for some days, the battle was practically decided in ten
minutes. The campaign of the next year was gallant but fruitless. In
April, before the fleet has come back to the English, De Levis throws
himself with the remnants of the French army against the rear wall of
Quebec; and as Montcalm had come out to fight Wolfe, so Murray marches
out to fight De Levis. Both sides claimed the battle of Ste. Foye as
victory, but another such victory would have exterminated the English.
Levis outside the walls, Murray glad to be inside the walls, each side