arrayed, in a sitting posture, he was consigned to the
earth, well provided with food, and surrounded by the splendors which delighted him when alive.1
On the fourth of August, the French
to surrender; but the gallant old soldier sent an answer of defiance.
hastened his works; the troops dragged the artillery over rocks and through the forests, and with alacrity brought fascines and gabions.
The red men, unused to a siege, were eager to hear the big guns.
Soon, the first battery, of nine cannon and two mortars, was finished; and, amidst the loud screams of the savages, it began to play, while a thousand echoes were returned by the mountains.
In two always more, a second was established, and, by means of the zigzags, the Indians could stand within gun-shot of the fortress.
Just then arrived letters from France
conferring on Montcalm
the red riband, with rank as knight commander of the order of St. Louis
‘We are glad,’ said the red men, ‘of the favor done you by the great Onontio
; but we neither love you nor esteem you the more for it; we love the man, and not what hangs on his outside.’
, at Fort Edward
, had an army of four thousand, and might have summoned the militia from all the near villages to the rescue.
He sent nothing but a letter, with an exaggerated account of the French
force, and his advice to capitulate.
intercepted the letter, which he immediately forwarded to Monro
Yet, not till the eve of the festival of St. Lawrence, when half his guns were burst, and his ammunition was almost exhausted, did the dauntless veteran hang out a flag of truce.