The Indians were engaged, for pay and powder, on either side, to commit the most hideous cruelties; and things were done which must not be told here, but the very thought of which should make us shudder and turn pale.
The English got the better of the French, and they took Quebec, a strong city in Canada.

General Wolfe, a young man and an excellent soldier, captured the city; but it cost him his life.

During the heat of the engagement, Wolfe was shot.

"Support me," said he to an officer near him; "do not let my brave fellows see my face!" He was removed to the rear, and water was brought to quench his thirst.

Just then a cry was heard, "They run! they run!" "Who runs ?" exclaimed Wolfe, faintly raising himself.