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minute survey he and I made, in 1878, at his request, 

 of the historic locale, at Wolfe's cove where the English 

 troops disembarked at early dawn on the loth Septem- 

 ber, 1759, in furtherence of his great work, " Montcalm 

 — Wolfe," which he was then preparing, and which 

 appeared in 1884. Parkman's description of the death 

 scene is as follows : " Wolfe himself led the charge at 

 the head of the Louisbourg grenadiers. A shot shattered 

 his wrist. He wrapped his handkerchief about it and 

 kept on. Another shot struck him and he still advanced, 

 when a third lodged in his breast. He staggered and 

 sat on the ground. Lieutenant Brown of the grenadiers, 

 one Henderson, a volunteer in the same company, and 

 a private soldier, aided by an officer of artillery, who 

 ran to join them, carried him in their arms to the rear. 

 He begged them to lay him down. They did so, and 

 asked if he would have a surgeon. " There's no need," 

 he answered; " it's all over- with me." A moment later 

 one of them cried out : " They run ; see how they run " ! 

 " Who run ? " Wolfe demanded like a man roused from 

 sleep. " The enemy, sir ; Egad, they give way every- 

 where ! " " Go, one of you, to Colonel Burton," returned 

 the dying man ; " tell him to march Webb's regiment 

 down to Charles Eiver to cut off their retreat from the 

 bridge." Then, turning on his side, he murmured, 

 "Now, God be praised, I will die in peace ! " and in a 

 few moments his gallant soul had fled." 



It will be noticed that Parkman associates four of 

 Wolfe's comrades-at-arms to the honour claimed by 

 Lieut. Brown, of attending the dying hero in his last 

 hour. 





This reminds one of another debated point of Cana- 

 dian history ; the name of the man who fired the shot, 

 which at Pres-de-Ville, on that fatidical Sabbath, the 



