Show the 0 dy by 1 james jams curwood plains of abraham M 1 by doubleday doran co inc 00 bervic MCI CHAPTER XII ISA As the captured cannon were rushed rustled from fort fain henry to ticonderoga jeems surrendered himself ne as montcalm calm was uns doing in another way to the last lost chapter in his fate there was as no 00 go goal at at which he ile could aim alia nothing for which be he could play rjay winning for canada should tho the miricle of ultimate victory come could hold no more of solace and happiness for him irn than detent defeat at n the hands bands of the english there were times when ullen his ills french and english body was uns divided against itself when hen his mother and adama adams and all they stood for looked upon blin questioningly from arz out of the past as if he had turned traitor to some precious part of them yet in such A nay ully flint I 1 hey they could not condemn him in hours like these the tile spirit of tobnette Tol nette came come to his ills side and placed her hand in his and he knew it was ans for her lie was as fight arx for the tile home which would lue julie been theirs for the country che the would hine linie nade a paradise for him she grew nearer as the sureness of an approaching end crept upon film a id h lit felt the beginning of a comfort he had not known before it u was as the consola aln cf of something about to hap 1 pen something tint thit was nos tremendous and final 1 something that would have to do ith her and with him ho lie kner what it anns and waited patiently for it as an other beir passed then came come ticonderoga that july 6 8 1718 when over a space of a hundred acres one could not wilk with w ilk without staining the ioles koles of his ills shoes with I 1 rench or fi 1 elsh blood that flint red day in history and heroism he when ulion three thousand toll worn urn harassed soldiers of new france faced six thousand british regulars anil and nine american amerlean mil militiamen tiamen the day on which jeems und and his fits comrades drove hick the waves of scarlet and cold gold and a thousand killed highlanders of the rinck atch led by dun dan can of Inver arp until as wrote to his ills wife cen eien the bullet scarred trees to be he dripping blood through hours of tumult and inath jeems loaded and fired and ad stubbed I 1 Us Is bayonet and the tile thing for which he was nos waiting did not come men ten fell around him tens and scores and hundreds of if them as the lie day lay wore on lie ile siw whole ranks eshher and ond crum hie ble before blasts of fire rut but when hen it was ended and the rn english aish dropped bick hick in a last smashing smi shing defeat he was unscathed except for brul bruises Ps and powder burns but Vont montcalm ealm retreated and this put puzzled led jaems the army be pan gan to learn ho flip truth as its aeiry and foot footsore gore it turned toward quebec rapacity folly intrigue and falsehood had fed at the heart of new france until it was honeycombed by the rottenness of dis solution montcalm wis its one star of hope and as autumn came then winter it seemed to jeems that ilont calms god cod had deserted him the st lawrence nas nos filled with mith british ships the hanest honest was u as meager and a barrel of flour cost two hundred francs ei cven en montcalm ate tile horseflesh horse flesh still he did nut not lose faith in god A thou scoundrels headed by vau inn dreuil it bid id fattened on the nations do don nf ill and he prayed for them ant illint a count country ryll he exclaimed here nil all the inave glow rich and the honest men ore are ruined A fighting man a man ft rif sword and death he kept his faith to he the end if we are brhen from the st SL I 1 lawrance aurence he wrote ti t his wife we will dec descend end the ml dippi and make a final stand for I 1 rance among the swamps of I 1 nu ina thus planned and prayed the man whose hoe skull Is now shown shoun to visitors in ili the consent coment at quebec through the spring and summer suni iner of 1750 1751 jeems watched the spiders as they woe their web 0 eier closer about que bee the be ens french trong stronghold holi hold in aberici it was uns in may of HW that flint Tol tobnette nette had been killed and it as in liny of 1179 7 hit thit ti he siw from tl 11 e shore the lock which so long had been the mistress of the new ew four months later on oil the trost eventful september 11 13 of written lif history story that tomorrow to morrow morn ing which will noer be forgotten lie stood on the plains of abra ham tonte lims god was uns about to complete an immaculate elty bull hung in the air like a mighty c chorus horus waiting for a whispered IL to begin to jaenis bblain faring facing theesen and the thin red line of the british across arross the mendos where abraham siar tin fill had grazed his cattle file was wag bringing an end to uncertainty and chins it had lied missed him at fort willlam willlam henry at tit ticonderoga at of nel hut but here he could feel its presence an escape a it release from om tion dige something greater dan onn iron or flesh as the crimson lines drew nearer he fie felt the spirit of whit montcalm had find said to his doomed heroes a few minutes before I 1 god cod Is surely watching oer the pl ians of abraham today CHAPTER XIII WAS ten the hour of IT 1 the tile crisis at dawn it had been fo foggy gy ot of six showers had fallen no it ua was hot it might hive been july instead of depte september in ber in darkness darb nesa twenty four british volunteers bad had climbed the steep steel A F height from he the river bunging flanging to busher digging their fingerit fin geris into crevices of rock crawling cra with their faces against st the earth making their way uny font by foot fool 1 I am afraid you cannot do 10 it wolfe had sold looking nt at the blackness aboia hut but they did iam eless in history lil story they destroy stroad fd the old map of the world and put another in tta its place in that hour twenty four men ruined france gave rise to a greater eng land created a new nation at the top bergor the tile french officer slept soundly etli his ills guards to h him in fate M might igat nave have given the glory of keeping the old nap map intact hut lint he lie was its killed kilted be fore he fie could wipe the dize of slumber from hia ills eyes a path was uns made and like a thin stream of red onto the british con linued to ascend the trail which had been blazed for them the goer governor nor the who ubo lost half a conti nent for fronce france lay in his cozy nest of iniquity a short distance away anny dir detaining taming of sensual davs dove with the Al de paean and planning a future with the kings oi own n mistress I 1 la a pom porn across the st chirles Cli irlee ex pecking the british in a different direction sleepless worn robbed of decry clance to win bythe weak neak ness and imbecility of this favorite of a hilga mistress was as mont calm teems was wait with the battalion of gelenne which had come u up p from its camp comp on the st SL charles clio at six oc clock ock in the morning mornin its bite uniforms thronging the illge of a neau from it beheld the british molehill gaering into a mountain about an in beals saw the plains of abraham and a strings song was in his fits heart as he thought that tobnette Tol nette had been of this soil 11 and that flint hir great great grand futher fattier ila had given mine to the earth soon to run red with fill blood the plains bere ft ere wide ulde and leel in most parts p arts alth bushes and trees and cornfields dotting t cm pin here bcd ticie if eje they were the front barj to quebec a field of destiny detiny lying be between teen the precipitous descents to the st I 1 lawrence au rence on one side and the snakelike lay st charles on the other with a orld of splendid terrin spreading in a panorama pino pin ranu orama under the eyes As he be liy watching fib the men of Cu julenne Gulen lenne nc jeenii could scarcely ime hie that tills scene ene of pastoral beisty m ma is the uge upon tipon which one of the th epic ople triin dies of all time ws avis about to be enacted A feeling of rest pos hessed him as if a lind bad come to marl mark tho end if f the con fusion and until hid held him a victim for three yf y ars and he felt mysteriously irenr the presence of influences he coald cc ild not see he fie was a product of bilies wl en faith in to the spiritual guld ance once of the affairs of men was mas strong and it was not difficult f fir ir him to conceha tint Tol was close at his side in word worda A which only his ills soul could heir that he had find come homp six grew into seven seen into eight and eight into nine in front of him fraland was ai forming behind him tricked and outgeneraled va rush ing in in road mad hasto haste across the Y S charles bridge and anler the northern of quebec to en ler ter the city through h the palace gate at the edge of the of abraham the boyish poet and philosopher was pre prep irin for glory or doom in tie quaint narrow streets of the town were gathering catherln des of in lions in scalp im lot a I 1 war paint point troops of att d cheated Conid lins ready to make a last stand for their homes bit of old france in nolte uniforms and with gleaming bivon ets bittle scarred etenne et enns of birre and languedoc and Rout roussillon sIllon and beirn beira fed on nylons for but eiger to fight for alipid where teems inq looking were ivere quiet and order and the stole sureness suren of Ini linds ir errole role behind were courrege e and cli hilry and the iron billens of heroes in the throes of excitement and un disciplined ruh rush jeems siw sm none of tills ard nothing beyond the distant red lines the plains lay in sunshine bird wings crow feeding in the cornfields the earth was a great oriental rig warm autumn tin tings the woods moods yellow and gold in ill a arime about it the guns of sanios samos of if Sll Sli lery of the boils in the river made detonations and 01 on the rise if fit britten Bi itten n jeems might lane slept lulled by that nevii ending monotony of bound sound the warmth of the san tie blue of the sky the stillness of the plains he ile closed his eyes and file diver silver and gold mists of sunsets rose about him the ends of mys in he saw the plains maim peopled again first by abraham Ahro linni M artin and his cows a hundred aid and thirty four years before tie fore then by tol nette his ills father fattier and mother ther hep esibill adenis and himself here was a place he h had ad known it alie his feet had irod his hn sool had lived he ile heard the airth neils ills these things the th e earth which liri lie held between IN I 1 Is fingers as if it were mere tobnette Tol nette s hinds in the town ton priests and nd nuns were prating and a hell bell sent forth its melodi n cheer to in man nion an nil other appeal to nev ner prance was on oli her knees and was on the plains some of his men coming through the pule gate of st SL I 1 outs and some through that of st john breathless and eager to where the be dinners winners of gelenne fluttered on the ridge torlang waved bagpipes creamed screamed coarie dt niK us as montcalm Mont culm cited for which never end and tl it i 9 an and knolls and cornfield cornfields aare taken talen ly fifteen hundred canadian canadians end and indiana indians whose hose ping guns answered with fit a mar buck back and forth tile lie battle raged end and krance I 1 ranee agon to crumble glnn came clime ten ocl clock ocl something must haie buie broken in Montc nimi heart beart ills judgment ua ered and he be gie the fatal command which raised angland to the supremacy of the world the french had formed with bayonets in five short thick lines four white and one blue tir tho anglish stood with double pun guns in a long ion thin red line lec ground lay toy between had adsan advanced ced history might haie written itself different ly cat but england malted united france 11 advanced jeems went ent with ith her lie ile was uni already hit A shut shot had caught him in the shoulder ch and arid blood ran down lile ills arm and dripped from lite fits fingers he ile felt no pula but a slumberous Blumb crous feeling was creeping over him as he lie staggered on with ulti the line lines he lie saw montcalm ride along the front of his ills men cheering them on to victory he lie noted the gold embroidered bosacco i his HI excursions were short and anda he wandered alone green coat he wore the polished polls lied cuirass at his ills bruist the white title linen of his and he lie heard his fits voice as he lie need P n I 1 you want a little rest ret before you beg begin iril the answer billere neier neer tired fired before a batt battle lel roe about hini him jeems lips frame framel 1 tile lie words were repeated repented like freieas ing blasts in a storm hut but the sun was growing less bri briglia lit to his ills ebes A an advance of forty or fifty paces then a pause another ad lance once another pause in thi tha way regulars fought at that time on n flat and open and jeems measured mei the d bt ince bett between teen himself and the red line of the british at each hilt he fired u with fill hs com comrades tades then loaded and ad lanced once the red line had broken it maje male co moie to piny its part in the prescribed rou tine of war nor and continued to like a wall openings came in it where crimson blotches sank to the ground but those who remained were and stead fast as chev waited with their doelle loulle guns A tremor nn tin through the I 1 a thickening of mens breaths a quickening of their a it crumb crumbling lIrt un tin der strain while the melody of the beu bell eade softly 0 cr er the PI tins of abraham they linsted ngien less lesi than a hundred p apices tees a awny ay iy and still I 1 ng lands thinning line title did no ire fire A man cloe to jeems laughed as if ind hid cracked inside inide his head another gasped as if it he lie hid been struck jecius jeems tried to hold himself erect the weird semi aton came over oter him film flint the iroles were not going to fight after all then he lie heinl beird I 1 Is name it wis witt his fits mother billing him he lie nn tin sered with fill a cry and r rould hive swayed board toward her it aimis hid bid not dro gel him hick Al maidi ocil he heard hear a voice siv he lie dropped his fits gun can as lie tried to wipe the flip blindness from his fits eyes things cleared there wore the reil red line the open spice sunlight something pissing those ulio lived dm did not ferget what hat they saw land took the tile tory home with her tier frince gie it a little place in hor history for a few seconds second men were nere not looking at death hut at dog log an ali old decrepit dig dg who ho limped ns he walked a dog log with one foot missing jeen jeens s made an effort to call odd od odi I 1 tren ven clime lonte alms command erwardi br wardi lie marched cil with the he others in to the ams of deith blind groping straining to make the doz hear lipar words which alch amer passed his fits lips there was uns no in linger er a ilay tiny no sun no red wall nall before him but his airs still caught he the of feet and the melody of the flip bell ailiese illan in a roar the roar of double slit led guns englina ailred at forty lac atos 4 and france went d down onn in a s mass of dead inith ft ath the front line feu fell jeems CHAPTER XIV TT VAS a long iong time before jeems 1 agian heard the he melody of the bell jujen ft hen ie le broke through the he blick niss which had ner taken talen blin illin on the plains of afrahim he feind himself in the general 1 ii un all ler ter llie the tare care of the tile nuna of f 1 that hat in it seemed as if only a fe few minutes hall pissed state the tile crish of the english guns but it alls as the middle of october montcalm lont calm and wolfe 0 were cre im lay in a nines of ruins and n nd england vas as supreme in n tile new |