The Minneapolis journal. [volume] (Minneapolis, Minn.) 1888-1939, 1902-12-09

Lewis and presently the faint roar of
the discharge was followed by the crash
Of another shot in the almost deserted
lower town. Some English gunners were
trying their pieces now and then, but
FOR the most part the batteries were
silent that, morning after the internal
uproar OF the night. It was noon, and
as there was nothing being done any
where, apparently, the calm and peace
were practically unbroken.
1t was scene to make a painter rave
and poet dream, but it had no inter-
est then for de Ramesay. He sat at a
large table, leaning his head upon one
hand with the other idly tapping a
plan OF the city spread before him. The
room was empty, but there was enough
perturbation in de Ramesay's mind to
have filled castle. Presently young
officer entered and saluted
What says the marquis?" asked the
chevalier, looking up.
He said SIR replied the young man
hesitating. chat you could do as YOU
pleased: He would give no further. ORDERS
lie added that he had business of greater
moment quote his very words, M lie
GouVerneur, craving your pardon-'that
thls ruined garrison and this wretched
country" ,7F. -
Mon Dieu! What change in few
hours! Yesterday one almost imagined
another week would see the siege raised,
and to-day we are defeated, and to-mor-
row comes the end. How did the marquis
seem, Captain Rouvigny?" 4 ~.
/: Tin; desperate case, sir. His affairs 20
badly =. . w. - -'",-
Like our own,' murmured the cheya-
Her as the captain continued:
Dr. Arnoux says he cannot live beyond
the morrow. - Bishop Pontbriand was al
ready with him.
There was a little pause in the room.
Inc chevalier still played absently with
the map. ID. * =
Poor man!'~ he said at last, "perl1ans.
after ALL it's better SO. Death is the last
refuge. and the best, for the beaten, M.
oe Vaudre'lil,' he continued interroga-
| lively, what Of him?' ..>
+ :. Well, general, while waited on M. de
Montcalm, Captain tombstone came to him
rom the governor also asking. what
should be DONE" t
What reply gave the marquis?"
-Four words, SIR
And they Were-'
Fight retreat, or surrender"
Not much comfort there responded
the chevalfer, smiling ruefully, I'VE at
least cannot desert our post, whatever De
Vandreuil may do; and as for fighting
without his army we cannot hold the place
at all. especially with the English in
trenched on the citadel side. Have they
brought up any batteries yet?">~
An officer on the walls told me they
were landing guns from the ships, SIR
And our troops?'
ened SIR a.
And the militia:''
! "A mere mob" answered the captain.
Struggling his shoulders in disgust.
! What does De Vaudreuil intend to do,
| wonder?' murmured the chevalier at
last turning once more to the window
overlooking BEAUFORT.
Good heavens" he cried. as his eaze
fell on the distant camps at Beaumont
LOOK yonder! What make you of that
captain?" y
"Fhey are abandoning the intrench-
ments! 'Tis a. retreat, sir!'' cried the Of
ncer, AFTER quick scanning of the pros
poets before them. =
| 1.-The towards! We are to he left alone
them exclaimed the governor wrath
fully.
AN officer from M de Vaudreuil," said
an orderly, at that moment entering the
room. 40 ''-?
admit him. said De Ramesav. "Ah
M. de Contrecoeur!" he remarked az a
young man entered, bowed, and handed
MIN a sealed paper. I'M. de Vaudreuil
retreats, then?" -
ficer.s -. j. - "a '1'o -
Would to God that Monsieur de Lewis
| AASAS' W AdI news OF orders for me.
Its in the letter, STR $1,000 >. '~s>
Inc commandment broke open the packet,
I1s a narrower choice,'' he said.
smlllng bitterly. as he threw the paper on
the table after he had mastered the con
tents, than that offered us BY Monsieur
de Montcalm. He eliminates retreat from
his possibilities: Well, monsieur. tell
Monsieur de Vaudreuil that we will hold
the town so long as we can And this
| Tor your private ear: at all hazzard. get
news OF our plight to de Lewis! Tell him
tnat Montcalm Is dying, he can not live
the night and the command falls to him.
and for Gods sake send succour to us!
we are starving; there are no provisions
not enough for two days-in the town!
line temper of the colonial militia is most
uncertain, and the regulars are democrat
ICED and smarting from the defeat Of the
morning. We have lost heavily indeed
Inc walls on the land side are hardl,
capable Of defence. Good day, sir. anG
God speed! Now, Rouvigny, we still have
something to do. Let deVitre, who was
taken a~fewe moments since, be brought
into the audience chamber. Summon thu
officers Of my staff to attend me here
. We have at least time to give short shrif
: . to a traitor before the English are upo1
u.s. poA