elled him to draw
off again without any serious attempt to molest the victors.

The story of Wolfe's last words, and of his death whilst the shout of
victory was sounding in his ears, is an oft-told tale, and needs not to
be repeated here. He had received three wounds, of which the last was
fatal. Carleton and Monckton, too, had been severely wounded, and
Townsend had to take the command. Nor had the French superior officers
been more fortunate. De Senezergues and St. Ours were both struck
down, and at last Montcalm himself was mortally wounded; but he refused
to quit the field until he had seen the shattered remnants of his army
safe within the protecting walls of Quebec.

Montcalm has been accused of infatuation in risking a battle on the
open plain; but the charge savours perhaps of being wise after the
event. With his customary candour he certainly declared, after the
battle, that with such troops as the English had proved themselves he
would have defeated thrice the number of such as he had himself
commanded. But it was only on that day that he had learned how English
troops could fight, and he might well be excused if he remembered how
he had repulsed them at Ticonderoga. His force, moreover, though
chiefly consisting of Canadian militia, on whom he could place no great
reliance, was numerically double that of Wolfe, whilst the new position
of the enemy on the plain before Quebec cut off all his resources, and
any hope of succour from France was out of the question. A battle won
might end the campaign for that year with honour, and his chivalrous
spirit would not decline the challenge. He fought, and though he was
defeated, friend and foe alike admired him and did him justice. After
passing the night in religious exercises, he died on the day after the
battle, and was buried in the garden of the Ursuline Convent, in a
cavity made by the bursting of a shell--a fitting grave for such a
warrior.

Almost the last to retreat within the ramparts of the citadel were a
score or so of veterans belonging to Isidore's former regiment. Not
having yet received any regular appointment, he had fought with his old
corps as a volunteer all the morning, and most of the officers being by
that time killed or wounded, he had tacitly assumed the command of this
little band. They had nearly reached the gate of St. Louis when they
once more heard the terrible war-whoop close in their rear, and as they
faced about for the l