s which his
colonists occupied,--a piece of justice which has been
greeted with a general clamor of applause,--Penn, as he
himself confesses, acted on the prudent counsel of Compton,
Bishop of London. Nor is there any truth in the
representations of Raynal and other eulogists of the Quaker
legislator, who hold him up to the world as the only
European who ever acquired the Indian lands by purchase,
instead of seizing them by fraud or violence. The example of
purchase had been set fifty years before by the Puritans of
New England; and several of the other colonies had more
recently pursued the same just and prudent course."

The deaths of Wolfe and Montcalm:

"In the heat of the action, as he advanced at the head of
the grenadiers of Louisburg, a bullet shattered his wrist;
but he wrapped his handkerchief about the wound, and showed
no sign of pain. A moment more, and a ball pierced his side.
Still he pressed forward, waving his sword, and cheering his
soldiers to the attack, when a third shot lodged deep within
his breast. He paused, reeled, and, staggering to one side,
fell to the earth. Brown, a lieutenant of the grenadiers,
Henderson, a volunteer, an officer of artillery, and a
private soldier raised him together in their arms, and,
bearing him to the rear, laid him softly on the grass. They
asked if he would have a surgeon; but he shook his head, and
answered that all was over with him. His eyes closed with
the torpor of approaching death, and those around sustained
his fainting form. Yet they could not withhold their gaze
from the wild turmoil before them, and the charging ranks of
their companions rushing through fire and smoke." "See how
they run," one of the officers exclaimed, as the French fled
in confusion before the levelled bayonets. "Who run?"
demanded Wolfe, opening his eyes like a man aroused from
sleep. "The enemy, sir," was the reply; "they give way every
where." "Then," said the dying general, "tell Colonel Burton
to march Webb's regiment down to Charles River, to cut off
their retreat from the bridge. Now, God be praised, I will
die in peace," he murmured; and, turning on his side, he
calmly breathed his last!

"Almost at the same moment fell his great adversary,
Montcalm, as he strove, with useless brav