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 Front Cover
 Front Matter
 Half Title
 Advertising
 Frontispiece
 Title Page
 Table of Contents
 List of Illustrations
 Volunteer soldiers
 An unexpected visitor
 A chance shot
 A confession
 A night attack
 An appeal
 Back Cover
 Spine






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Title: The boys of 1745 at the capture of Louisbourg
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Title: The boys of 1745 at the capture of Louisbourg
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Physical Description: 93 p. : ill. ; 20 cm.
Language: English
Creator: Otis, James, 1848-1912
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Subject: Youth -- Conduct of life -- Juvenile fiction   ( lcsh )
Conduct of life -- Juvenile fiction   ( lcsh )
Soldiers -- Juvenile fiction   ( lcsh )
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Courage -- Juvenile fiction   ( lcsh )
History -- Juvenile fiction -- Louisbourg (N.S.) -- Siege, 1745   ( lcsh )
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Table of Contents
    Front Cover
        Front Cover 1
        Front Cover 2
    Front Matter
        Front Matter
    Half Title
        Page 1
    Advertising
        Page 2
        Page 3
    Frontispiece
        Page 4
    Title Page
        Page 5
        Page 6
    Table of Contents
        Page 7
        Page 8
    List of Illustrations
        Page 9
        Page 10
    Volunteer soldiers
        Page 11
        Page 12
        Page 13
        Page 14
        Page 15
        Page 16
        Page 17
        Page 18
        Page 19
        Page 20
        Page 21
        Page 22
        Page 23
        Page 24
        Page 25
        Page 26
    An unexpected visitor
        Page 27
        Page 28
        Page 29
        Page 30
        Page 31
        Page 32
        Page 33
        Page 34
        Page 35
        Page 36
        Page 37
    A chance shot
        Page 38
        Page 39
        Page 40
        Page 41
        Page 42
        Page 43
        Page 44
        Page 45
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        Page 47
        Page 48
        Page 49
        Page 50
        Page 51
        Page 52
        Page 53
        Page 54
    A confession
        Page 55
        Page 56
        Page 57
        Page 58
        Page 59
        Page 60
        Page 61
        Page 62
        Page 63
        Page 64
        Page 65
        Page 66
        Page 67
    A night attack
        Page 68
        Page 69
        Page 70
        Page 71
        Page 72
        Page 73
        Page 74
        Page 75
        Page 76
        Page 77
        Page 78
        Page 79
    An appeal
        Page 80
        Page 81
        Page 82
        Page 83
        Page 84
        Page 85
        Page 86
        Page 87
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    Back Cover
        Back Cover 1
        Back Cover 2
    Spine
        Spine
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AT THE CAPTURE OF LOUISBOURG

















THE

"Stories of American History"

Series.

By JAMES OTIS,
Author of Toby Tyler," Jenny Wren's Boarding House,"
etc. Each story complete in one volume; with 17 original
illustrations by 1,. J. Bridgman.
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1. When Dewey Came to Manila.
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War, in the author's deservedly popular Stories of
American History" Series.
3. When Israel Putnam Served the King.
4. The Signal Boys of '75: A Tale of the Siege
of Boston.

5. Under the Liberty Tree: A Story of the
Boston Massacre.

6. The Boys of 1745 at the Capture of Louisburg.
7. An Island Refuge: Casco Bay in 1676.
8. Neal the Miller: A Son of Liberty.
9. Ezra Jordan's Escape from the Massacre at
Fort Loyall.


Dana Estes & Co., Publishers, Boston.










THE BOYS OF 1745


AT THE


CAPTURE OF LOUISBOURG



BY

JAMES OTIS
AUTHOR OF "TOBY TYLER," "THE BOYS' REVOLT," "JENNY WREN'S
BOARDING-HOUSE," "JERRY'S FAMILY," ETC.











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Electrotyped by Geo. C. Scott & Sons

























CONTENTS.



PAGE

PREFACE 7

CHAPTER I. VOLUNTEER SOLDIERS II

CHAPTER II. AN UNEXPECTED VISITOR 27

CHAPTER III. A CHANCE SHOT 38

CHAPTER IV. A CONFESSION 55

CHAPTER V. A NIGHT ATTACK 68

CHAPTER VI. AN APPEAL So


















LIST OF ILLUSTRATIONS.





DESTROYING STORES. Frontispiece
PAGE
MAJOR STORER RECEIVES THE RECRUITS . 14
PHIL GUARDING DICK 21
"TWICE DID COLONEL VAUGHAN CALL HIM INTO THE CABIN" 24

DICK's VISIT . 31
" NOT A MAN COULD BE SEEN" 39
"You BRING BRAVE NEWS" 43

COLONEL VAUGHAN HIrT. 49
"KEEP THE FLAMES DOWN" 51
"IT WAS You WHO TRIED TO SHOOT COLONEL VAUGHAN" 59
"So IT WAS You" 63

"HE'LL BEI HANGED" 69
PHIL IS WOUNDEDD 73
" DICK WAS BENT, LIKE AN OLD MAN" 83
"Tii SENTINEL STOOD IRRESOLUTELY" 87
"THE TOWN WAS ABLAZE" 91













THE BOYS OF 1745

AT THE CAPTURE OF LOUISBOURG.




CHAPTER I.

VOLUNTEER SOLDIERS.

FROM the middle of February until the 24th of
March (on the day when the fleet of ninety trans-
ports and thirteen vessels of war sailed from Nantasket
Roads, in Boston Harbour, bound on an expedition of
war to Nova Scotia), the town of Portsmouth, in the
colony of New Hampshire, was in a ferment of excite-
ment.
That the colonies were sufficiently strong to assist the
mother country in war surprised the thoughtless to the
verge of bewilderment, and many of the better-informed
citizens gravely questioned whether it was not a fool-
hardy piece of bravado to make an attack upon a place so
strongly fortified as was the French port of Louisbourg
in Nova Scotia.
Groups of people might have been seen conversing on
the streets at all hours of the day, and even late in the
. evening, without fear of reprimand from those in author-

rII








THE BOYS OF 1745.


ity, and it was an unusual occurrence when men or boys
passed each other without at least referring to the daring
campaign about to be begun by the colonies of Massa-
chusetts, Connecticut and New Hampshire.
Therefore it was that when Philip Towle and Richard
Sanbourne met in front of Master Leavitt's store on a
certain morning in March, instead of discussing the possi-
bility of trapping musquash or mink before the ice had
left the stream, they spoke of the proposed expedition,
and Philip startled his companion not a little by announc-
ing, boldly,-
"I rowed across to Master Pepperrell's last evening."
Master Pepperrell? I should think you might call
him general, since he has been commissioned by the
Governors of three colonies."
"Then it was to General Pepperrell's that I went,"
Philip replied, with a smile.
"What had you to find there ?"
"I wanted to see Major John Storer, who is seeking
recruits."
Have you taken it into your head to go to war, Phil
Towle ?"
Why not ? I was sixteen years old last January, and
already have arms as the law requires. As for the
uniform, I can do without one, or get mother to change
these clothes over. Sam Lowrey has already signed the
rolls, and doesn't intend to trouble himself about a
soldier's coat."
"But what made you think of such a thing ?"








VOLUNTEER SOLDIERS.


The need of money, Dick. You know how hard it is
to earn as much as may be needed for taxes, and the furs
I have taken this season won't sell for enough to pay
them. Mother does all she can, and a hard time she has
of it, poor thing, since father was killed."
It is not much you can earn as a soldier. I am told
that the wages are only twenty-five shillings a month,
which means but fourteen sterling, -not quite a six-
pence a day."
It will be better than nothing; and there should be
prize-money, so Major Storer says. Even without it, two
months' pay would be a great aid to mother just now."
"Then you have decided ?"
"Yes, it amounts to that; for unless something happens
I shall enlist this evening."
And the major told you there would be prize-money
for the soldiers? "
He said there should be, in case the town was cap-
tured."
I suppose the soldiers will be allowed to loot it ?"
Dick said, thoughtfully.
"It is usually considered their privilege, I am told."
Phil, I have a mind to go with you."
I wish you might, but there is no necessity in your
case, as in mine."
That makes no difference. I don't believe father
would object, particularly after I tell him about the prize-
money.
Philip made no reply. He did not wish to influence







YTHE BOYS OF 1745.


his companion in any way, much as he would be pleased
to have him for a comrade. To him, the enlistment was
a means by which he might assist his widowed mother,
while Dick had no such inducement; his father was
believed to be blest with a goodly share of the world's
goods, having been called a miser by more than one


reputable citizen, therefore it seemed as if his son might
well keep out of danger, unless his patriotism was at
boiling point, which was not at all probable.
With Phil, enlistment appeared to be the only way by
which he could earn the money his mother needed; he
did not choose to become a soldier because of a love for








VOL UNTEER SOLDIERS.


glory, or the.thought that his country needed him. An
invasion of Nova Scotia, whose inhabitants had never
done any wrong to the colony of New Hampshire, was a
matter which failed to arouse his enthusiasm.
Neither was Dick enthusiastic over the assault upon
the fortified town, save as it might give him booty; and
where anything of value was concerned, he could be
almost as "close-fisted as his father.
When these two boys presented themselves as recruits
that evening, Major Storer did not question their
motives, but received them as gladly as he would have
received any other able-bodied candidates for military
honours who might be between the prescribed ages of
"sixteen and sixty."
After having been accepted as volunteer soldiers, whose
services were to be paid for by the colony, the new
recruits were allowed to spend the greater portion of their
time as best pleased them. There was no question of
living in barracks, because none were provided by the
Government; it was necessary to spend two hours each
day in drill, and then the embryo heroes were at liberty to
go where they wished, save on four especial occasions,
when Parson Moody preached even longer sermons than
usual, to the supposed improvement of their military edu-
cation, as well as the salvation of their souls.
Dick never lost sight of the idea that it might be pos-
sible for him to suddenly become rich, in case the town
was captured and sacked;. but Phil's mind was constantly
dwelling upon the coming separation from his mother.








THE BOYS OF 1745.


There was never a fellow in Portsmouth who could truth-
fully have called him a "sissy; but he had not been
absent from home a single night since he was able to re-
member, and it was not pleasant to think of the time
when it would be impossible to kiss his mother good-night.
The day of parting came all too soon, and on the morn-
ing of the twentieth of March, with thirty others of his
company, among whom was Dick Sanbourne, he went on
board the twelve-gun sloop "Vigilant," to be carried to
Nantasket Roads, the rendezvous of the squadron.
This particular squad thought they were very fortunate
in being drafted to one of the war-vessels, instead of
being quartered on board an over-crowded transport, and
the majority of them were in the highest spirits, believing
it would be but a comparatively short time before they
returned, crowned with wreaths of victory. Perhaps they
did not count on coming back wearing veritable wreaths,
but they certainly expected to be greeted as conquerors.
Phil was far from being in a jolly mood. He had
parted with his mother shortly before daybreak, and the
tears were not yet dried on his cheeks when the sloop's
mooring-lines were cast off.
It was but a short journey to the rendezvous, thanks to
the favouring breeze, and the ocean did not treat them
roughly, therefore the amateur soldiers were in good
bodily condition when they arrived, and Phil found an
antidote for homesickness in the stirring and wonderful
scenes around him.
The entire fleet lay at anchor in the Roads, and it was








VOLUNTEER SOLDIERS.


such a spectacle as the soldiers from Portsmouth had never
witnessed before.
A hundred and three vessels, thirteen of them armed,
with red-coated men on every deck, and from the mast-
head of the frigate "Massachusetts" floating the flag
which bore the motto, Nil desperandum. C/zristo
duce," which had been suggested by Parson George
Whitefield.
One day was allowed the recruits for sight-seeing, when
Phil and Dick visited Boston for the first time, and then
came the departure, when there was such an accompani-
ment of noisy enthusiasm that Phil had no opportunity to
indulge in tears. Besides, if he had felt like crying he
would have forced the .tears back at whatever pang, for he
was a soldier, and as such should be too manly to whimper
like a baby.
Three hours later a great change came over the red-
coated portion of the "Vigilant's crew. The ocean was
no longer in a placid mood; the wind blew with more
violence than seemed necessary, and between decks lay
twenty-four of the thirty soldiers fast in the clutches of
the malady of the sea.
Phil felt confident he was beset with an illness from
which he would never recover, and Dick, who shared his
bunk, said, mournfully,-
"If there were forty towns to be sacked, and I had
known we would be delivered up to such an attack as this,
not even General Pepperrell himself could have induced
me to come."








THE BOYS OF 1745.


It is terrible! Phil moaned, thinking of his mother
and home.
We have been cheated and Dick endeavoured to as-
sume a sitting posture, but desisted after striking his head
painfully hard against the deck-timbers. "Is this the
pleasure excursion that was pictured ? Major Storer said
men ought to pay for such a privilege, instead of expect-
ing to be paid I wonder how much he thinks would be
a fair price for me to pay for my enjoyment just now ? "
Phil made no reply. He was conscious only of the sen-
sations of faintness and nausea, and did not dare to speak.
A sailor, who came below on some errand, announced
that a northeast storm had sprung up, and the two boys
were quite convinced it could be nothing less than a
hurricane.
Whether it was a storm or hurricane, the foul weather
continued until the "Vigilant" entered the harbour of
Canseau, the fifth day of April, and Phil and Dick crept
on deck, looking like boys who had just arisen from a
fever.
And it was not surprising that they did look haggard
and worn. During the entire passage neither had been
able to partake of anything more nourishing than tea or
small fragments of ship's bread; but hunger or weakness
was alike forgotten in the happy relief of being able to
walk about.
Dick's countenance fell as he saw the small village of
Canseau, which the French lately took from the English,
but which had changed masters once more when the fleet
arrived.








VOLUNTEER SOLDIERS.


If Louisbourg looks anything like this settlement, we
shan't be benefited by looting the town," he said, ruefully.
"Except fish, there is nothing here worth carrying away.
We were fools for coming."
"That may be true in your case, but not in mine," Phil
replied, with a feeble attempt at a smile. "Each night I
have said to myself that another sixpence has been earned
for mother, and if the money could not be gotten in any
other way, I would endure the suffering over again for her
sake."
"Sixpences don't count with me," Dick replied, loftily.
" Let's go on shore; I want to feel the solid earth under
my feet once more."
"Will it be allowed?"
"Who is here to stop us ? "
Major Storer should give us permission first."
"I don't intend to ask him. When there is any fight-
gin to be done he can come to me about it; but he has no
authority while we are lying here idle."
Phil's idea of a soldier's duty was different, and he re-
fused to leave the sloop, ardently though he desired to
be on shore.
A boat lay at the gangway; there was no guard near at
hand, and Richard Sanbourne, the son of his father, took
possession of her as boldly as if he was in sole command
of the expedition.
By a singular fortune no one in authority observed Dick
when he left the sloop; but the boat was soon missed, and
in a short time not only the captain, but Lieutenant-








THE BOYS OF 1745.


Colonel William Vaughan, of the New Hampshire forces,
who chanced to be on board at the time, knew what had
been done by a private soldier.
The officer was particularly angry because such a breach
of discipline had been committed by one of his own com-
mand, and a squad of men were sent at once in search of
Dick.
Phil was not called upon to aid in capturing the auda-
cious soldier, and congratulated himself on being spared
the disagreeable duty of assisting in making a prisoner
of his friend; but before nightfall he found himself in a
much more unpleasant position than if he had been de-
tailed as one of the searchers.
Dick was on board again within an hour from the time
he had left so unceremoniously, and conducted at once
to the cabin, where he remained ten or fifteen minutes.
Then he was escorted on deck by two soldiers, who
guarded him closely until word had been brought to Phil
that he was to stand watch over the prisoner until further
orders.
For an instant there was a wild idea in the boy's mind
of refusing to do such duty; but, fortunately, he realized
that by such a course he would not be aiding his friend,
and would get himself into very serious difficulties.
"There is no need of remaining below," the sergeant
said, as he led the way forward. You can keep him here
without trouble, and as soon as we get some handcuffs
from the frigate you will be relieved. The orders are to
shoot him if he attempts to escape, so see to if that your
gun is loaded and ready for use."








VOLUNTEER SOLDIERS.


Dick had not spoken since he came from the cabin, but
when he was left comparatively alone with Phil, he said in
a low, angry tone,-
If these fellows think they can treat me in this
manner because I am to be paid a sixpence a day, they '11
soon discover their mistake."
"But you are a soldier, Dick, and as such must obey
orders, one of which is not to absent yourself from
quarters without permission."
Does Bill Vaughan fancy he can make me come at his
beck and call? It isn't six months since he wanted to
borrow money of my father, and here he is trying to make
out I'm his prisoner!"
"But you are his prisoner, and he has the power to
make matters very uncomfortable for you, Dick, being an
officer of such high rank. Don't rage, when it will only
end in injury to yourself; but beg pardon for what has
been done, and most likely nothing more will come of your
little excursion."
"You must think I'm a fool to beg Bill Vaughan's
pardon! "
"I shall surely think you one if you don't."
Dick did not take kindly to such advice, and moved a
few paces from his friend, remaining silent several mo-
ments, when he turned suddenly as he said, -
"Of course you don't count on carrying out the orders
given by the sergeant."
"What else can I do?"
"Turn your back when I want to slip over the bow."








THE BOYS OF 1745.


"You would n't think of trying to swim ashore?"
"Why not ?"
The gravest reason is, that the harbour is filled with
ice, and you would be chilled to the bone before swimming
a dozen strokes. Then, again, you might be out of the
frying-pan into the fire ashore, where it would be an easy
matter to recapture you.'.'


"I 'm not so certain about that. Say, Phil, it will be
dark in half an hour. When I say the word will you look
aft five minutes or so ?"
I don't dare to disobey orders, Dick."
"You're a sneak, that's what you are! I shall go
over, whether you help me or not, and once we're back in
Portsmouth, I'11 have a long score to settle with you !"








VOLUNTEER SOLDIERS.


Phil was too deeply hurt to make any reply, and Dick
leaned over the rail, as if no longer desirous of talking.
The sentinel felt quite certain his friend would not
attempt to carry into execution the threat made, and
walked slowly to and fro, wishing most earnestly that some
other soldier had been selected for the disagreeable duty.
The moments passed until the sun disappeared in the
western sky; the gloom of evening hung heavily over the
fleet, shutting out from view the shore, although so close
at hand, and Phil turned to reason with the prisoner just
as the. latter leaped into the icy water.
For an instant the boy was too much alarmed and
surprised to make the least outcry. Even though his
own life had depended upon the act, he could not have
discharged a weapon at Dick.
While one might have counted twenty he remained
silent and motionless, and then cried at the full strength
of his lungs,-
Man overboard Man overboard!"
A dozen sailors and soldiers were by his side almost as
soon as the words had been uttered, but even then nothing
could be seen of the escaping prisoner.
Two hours later the boats returned from searching the
harbour and shore, and the report was that the labour had
been in vain.
He must have sunk almost as soon as he struck the
icy water, sir," the sergeant reported to the captain. "It
don't stand to reason a boy could swim a dozen yards
while it is so cold."








26 THE BOYS OF 1745.

Next morning, on the books of the company was the
following entry:
"April 5th, 1745. Richard Sanbourne, while under
guard for disobedience of orders, leaped overboard, and
was drowned."














CHAPTER II.


AN UNEXPECTED VISITOR.

P HIL'S grief because of the untimely fate of Dick
Sanbourne was most intense. He reproached him-
self with being responsible for the sad affair, although he
could not explain why he was at fault.
Dick's chances for escape would not have been bet-
tered had the sentinel offered him every assistance in his
power, while there could be no question but that matters
might have been readily adjusted had the prisoner fol-
lowed his friend's advice.
The young recruit had been guilty of insubordination;
but on this expedition that was not a very serious matter,
for the officers and men were friends or acquaintances, and
there was no very decided attempt to exact strict military
obedience.
Phil's comrades, on learning that he reproached him-
self as having contributed in some degree to his friend's
probable death, used every effort to disabuse his mind of
such an idea, and the result was that he soon found him-
self the object of so much attention as to cause positive
embarrassment. Twice did Colonel Vaughan call him into
the cabin of the sloop to consider the matter carefully,
and on each occasion did his best to convince the young
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TIE BOYS OF 1745.


soldier that he was in no wise responsible for the deplor-
able event; but without success.
On the following Sunday Phil asked permission to
attend the services held by Parson Moody, and listened
to the unusually long sermon intently, although there was
much which would ordinarily have distracted his atten-
tion. Save for the words of the clergyman, the Sabbath
presented nothing of that sanctity so marked at home;
on every hand were troops being drilled, workmen mov-
ing rapidly to and fro, or little knots of men discussing
secular matters with so much vehemence as to almost
drown the preacher's trumpet-like tones.
To Phil's disappointment, the good man made no ref-
erence to anything which might give his troubled heart
relief. The text, "Thy people shall be willing in the day
of Thy power," was used with reference to the probable
capture of the fortified town, and the proposed destruc-
tion of such places of worship as did not meet with
Parson Moody's approbation.
He returned to his quarters more depressed than ever,
and the three weeks of inactivity which elapsed before
the expedition could proceed, because of the ice which yet
blocked the entrance to the harbour of Louisbourg, only
aided in increasing his melancholy.
Then came the day when anticipations of immediate
battle drove from his mind all thoughts not connected
with a soldier's duties. The fleet set sail for Gabarus
Bay, and, twenty-four hours later, the troups were dis-
embarked before the town which was to be captured.








AN UNEXPECTED VISITOR.


It had not been possible to surprise the enemy, there-
fore those who had anticipated a sudden victory were
forced to prepare for a regular siege, in which raw
recruits were to try their metal against the strongest
fortifications in the New World, defended by veterans.
There was a slight resistance to the landing; but Phil
saw nothing of this first violence. The "Vigilant had
not yet arrived inside the bay when it occurred, and, owing
to the wind, the rattle of musketry could not bd heard
from her decks.
During the twenty-four hours which followed, Phil was
wretched, both in body and mind. The troops were
stationed near the shore, with no shelter save such as
could be found amid the stunted bushes, and the wind,
damp from its long journey over the sea, seemed as cold
as in winter.
On the morning after the embarkation word was
brought to Phil that Colonel Vaughan wished to speak
with him, and the boy went at once to the small cluster
of fishermen's shanties where the officers of the expedi-
tion were quartered.
"We are about to make a reconnaissance, lad, and it is
my fancy to have you with me. You will be exposed to
less danger by remaining in the ranks, therefore it is a
request rather than a command."
I shall be very glad to accompany you, sir," Phil
replied, modestly. "I expected to be confronted by
danger when I enlisted as a soldier."
Well said, lad. See to it that you carry all your
blankets, and return here immediately."








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Phil's heart was beating violently when he reported for
duty. One glance at the apparently impregnable fortifi-
cations had been sufficient to convince him there would be
plenty of blood spilled before victory could be won by
either party, and he was about to begin his portion of the
struggle.
Four hundred men had been drawn up in line, and
when Colonel Vaughan emerged from the huts, this body
of troops was marched directly toward the hills which
overlooked the town.
Phil was not burdened with arduous duties. He re-
mained near the commander, and from time to time per-
formed certain trifling services. It appeared very much as
if the colonel had attached the boy to his staff as an act
of kindness, rather than from the idea that he could be
of especial benefit. The troops marched as near the town
as was deemed safe, and there were ordered to salute the
enemy with three cheers, rather an odd proceeding, as
Phil thought. Then, without further demonstrations, the
command made a detour behind the hills in the rear of
Grand Battery, which was situated in such a position as to
command the entrance to the harbour, near "extensive
magazines of naval stores."
The men understood why they had been called out,
when orders were given to destroy all the property not
protected by the guns of the battery, and during the
remainder of the day Phil witnessed such deeds as he had
believed could never be enacted. Valuable stores were
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AN UNEXPECTED VISITOR.


as could readily be carried away, and then sacrificed, and
a spirit of wanton destruction seemed to have taken pos-
session of all.
It was a picture of war enlivened by no acts of heroism.
Not until an hour after nightfall was the work finished,
and then Colonel Vaughan believed it imprudent to return









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to the main army, four miles distant, lest he fall into an
ambush.
The soldiers bivouacked near the ruins of the buildings,
where the heat from the glowing embers tempered the
wind to the blanketless men, and, when a portion of the
rations brought with them had been eaten, each one dis-
posed of himself for the night as best suited his fancy.
Sentinels were stationed, as a matter of course, yet
they were not so numerous but that a large body of the
enemy might have approached unobserved; and had the
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midnight until morning, the surprise must have been
complete.
Colonel Vaughan was not lodged more comfortably
than his men. He laid down between two half-burned
timbers, at a point nearest the enemy, and a dozen yards
from him was Phil.
It was a long while before the boy's eyes closed in
slumber, and then it seemed as if he had but just fallen
into unconsciousness when a pressure upon his arm
aroused him.
The fires were burning so low that but little light
illumined the darkness, and Phil felt, rather than saw,
that some one had crawled under his blanket beside
him.
The first thought was that a comrade, less generously
provided with coverings against the cold, was taking
advantage of his belongings, and he settled down for
another nap, regardless of the intruder, when a voice
whispered in his ear,-
Don't you know me ?"
Phil sprang up in alarm, for he recognized the voice of
Dick, Dick whom he had firmly believed was dead; but
the intruder pulled him roughly down as he whispered
fiercely, -
Keep quiet, or some of the sentinels will see me; I
don't intend to give Bill Vaughan a chance to make me
prisoner again."
"But where have you come from? How did you get
here? I thought you-"







AN UNEXPECTED VISITOR.


"Believed I was dead, eh ? And, despite his danger,
Dick gave vent to an audible chuckle.
Every one supposed you drowned within a few mo-
ments after leaping into the water."
"Then every one must be a fool. So long as I kept
well under the surface, I did n't suffer from the cold. It
was when I crawled out that trouble began. I thought I
should freeze to death "
How did you avoid it ? "
"Kept in motion. Ran the best I knew how till I got
rid of the numbness, and you can fancy I didn't remain
near the shore. About a mile away I struck a small hut
where a fisherman lived, and there I got thawed out. It
cost me two shillings to prevent him from taking me
back, but I would n't have begrudged twice the amount."
But you were then at Canseau, and now we are near
Louisbourg."
"You seem to have a fairly good idea of affairs, even
though you are serving under such a chuckle-head as Bill
Vaughan. We are near Louisbourg."
But how did you get here ?"
"The fisherman is a Frenchman. He didn't care to
remain at Canseau after the English took possession, and
made all haste to reach Louisbourg. By the expenditure
of two shillings more I was allowed to come with him.
The price was much too high, for I did my full share of
work in running the boat, and without my assistance he
never would have arrived."
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"So it was; but we could land almost anywhere from
our dory, and once ashore on this island, I turned French-
man. I have been stationed at the Grand Battery, which
you passed yesterday."
"Then how does it happen you are here with me."
"I'll tell you a big secret, Phil, and if you are sharp
you can turn it to your advantage. The battery is to be
abandoned; already the men are marching out. They are
cowards, for half their number could hold it against the
crowd Bill Vaughan has brought here; but they won't
listen to me, and to-morrow you people can take posses-
sion."
"How will it be of benefit to me ? "
"Wait until that money-borrowing Vaughan leaves
this place, and then take possession yourself. General
Pepperrell will hear what you have done, and cannot fail
to give a handsome reward, one-half of which you must
turn over to me. That is why I run the risk to pay you
a visit to-night. If you work this matter properly there
will be more in it for us than we could get by sacking
Louisbourg, even though we entered the town in the
front ranks."
Phil remained silent. He failed to understand the
matter as Dick apparently did. In case the battery was
to be abandoned, he was not the one who should reap the
benefit of the discovery, and just at that moment it seemed
his duty to tell Colonel Vaughan all he had heard.
Dick suspected the thoughts which were in his com-
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"Don't think you can get the credit and all the reward
at the same time. I have put myself in your power, so far
as Bill Vaughan may be able to do me an injury, but
pledge my word that you'll never live to see Portsmouth
again if you try to play me false."
I have n' t any idea of trying to play you or any one
false," Phil replied, indignantly. "I didn't ask you to
come with the story of the abandonment of the battery,
and most likely the men will discover what has been done
as soon as daybreak. My getting a reward for reporting
what another could see as well as I is nonsense."
"It's sound common sense if you have courage enough
to carry it out properly. Manage to loiter behind when
the troops leave, and then go boldly into the works; I'11
see to it that a messenger is at hand to carry the joyful
tidings, and you can hold the place alone until men are
sent from headquarters to take possession. You will
make your name famous; I shall be revenged on Bill
Vaughan, for of course he will be reprimanded for not
discovering such a valuable piece of news, and both of us
will make money out of the transaction."
Look here, Dick," Phil said, suddenly, as a plan for
changing the subject of the conversation occurred to him;
"do you know what risks you have taken in coming here
with a scheme to make a few shillings ?"
You mean that Vaughan may get hold of me?"
"That is also possible; but it may be a very serious
matter so far as your new friends are concerned. If they
should learn that you have been here, visiting the enemy,








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can't you see what would happen ? You would be con-
sidered a spy, and hanged at the shortest notice. This is
war, instead of a pleasure excursion, as we were led to
believe, and when a man or a boy either, for that matter,
is suspected of giving information to the enemy, the end
comes cruelly quick."
I have n't given any information," Dick replied, with
an effort to speak calmly, but his friend understood that
he was thoroughly frightened.
"That is true; but if the French should learn of this
visit, could you persuade them that such was the fact ? "
"They've got more sense than the men you are
serving."
That would n't prevent them from dealing in the usual
manner with a spy. As the matter now stands, you are
liable to be arrested and shot by the English for having de-
serted in the face of the enemy, or hung by the French."
"As you figure it, I might as well consider myself dead
already," Dick replied, grimly, but his voice trembled per-
pcetibly, despite his attempts to render it steady.
"I believe you will soon come to some violent end
unless you take a sharp turn at once. Why not give
yourself up to Colonel Vaughan now? I am certain
everything can be made right, more especially since you
bring such good news, and it will be plain sailing in the
future."
Do you think I would let him get hold of me again ?"
"You must forget that he is a townsman whom you
have known well, and look upon him only as an officer in
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"I'll look upon him for just what he is, and nothing
more. It is easy to see that you are trying to curry favour
with the villain, and I may as well go back. Remember
this, Phil Towle, if you do not come into my scheme
for getting a reward out of General Pepperrell, you
are to hold your tongue regarding what I have told you."
"I don't know what I ought to do," Phil replied, in a
tone of perplexity.
I do, and if you try to get the best of me there '11 be
more trouble for you than there is in this whole business
of attempting to capture Louisbourg. Don't dare so
much as dream of what I have said unless you are will-
ing to do exactly as I direct. I am going now, but it will
be a simple matter to get at you if there is any necessity
for so doing."
Dick began to crawl out of the blankets without rising,
and Phil, paying no attention to the threat, said, implor-
ingly,
Don't run such a risk, Dick! Stay here, and I will do
my best to get you out of the scrape in which you placed
yourself by going on shore without permission."
"You'll do nothing unless I say the word, remember
that If you give the slightest hint to Bill Vaughan of
what I told you-"
Dick did not conclude the threat, probably believing it
would be more terrifying if incomplete, and almost before
Phil was aware that he had started, the visitor was lost to
view in the darkness.














CHAPTER III.


A CHANCE SHOT.

T HERE was no possibility that Philip Towle, private,
in the colonial forces from New Hampshire, would
be able to sleep very much on this night after the destruc-
tion of the enemy's naval stores.
That which the visitor had told him was sufficient to
drive from his mind all thoughts of everything save the
proper course to be pursued.
It appeared as if his duty as a soldier demanded that
he give the startling information to Colonel Vaughan at
once ; but he was deterred by the thought that it would
also be necessary to explain how he learned the news, in
which case Dick's position would become more serious
than it already was.
Had it been a secret, the keeping of which might have
involved possible loss of life, he would not have hesitated;
but it was only a question of taking possession of the bat-
tery a few hours sooner or later, and he finally decided
there could be no harm in allowing matters to remain as
they were.
Never for an instant did he entertain the idea of trying
to gain a reward, as Dick had suggested.
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sun rose he was the first member of the party ready for
the duties of the day.
Eagerly he gazed toward that splendid fortification
known as the Grand Battery instantly it was sufficiently
light to see surrounding objects, and there was certainly
good reason to believe Dick had told nothing more than
the truth.
Not a man could be seen in or about the works, while
on the previous afternoon it had been possible to distin-
guish the sentinels as they paced to and fro.
Colonel Vaughan's first act after awakening was to send
all the troops, save a dozen men, back to the shore, since
there was apparently nothing more to be done in that
vicinity.
With the small squad the colonel ate breakfast, chat-
ting cheerily with Phil, meanwhile, on indifferent topics,
and not until fully half an hour had elapsed did he show
any inclination to retrace his steps.
It seemed strange to Phil that not a single member of
the party took notice of the fact that the enemy's senti-
nels could no longer be seen, and in the hope that some
one might note the works more particularly, he asked
several questions concerning them.
"That battery will do us a power of harm before we
succeed in reducing it," the colonel replied, without so
much as glancing in the direction Phil most desired. "It
is exceptionally strong, and the loss of life must neces-
sarily be great when we finally assault it, as we shall be
forced to do before the main works can be captured."








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Then Vaughan talked with some of the elder members
of the party as to the route they would take in returning
to the shore, and Phil realized he must speak more plainly
if the evacuation was to be discovered.
"Colonel," he cried, suddenly, as if his attention had
but just been attracted to the subject, "isn't it strange
that we can't see any sentinels this morning? They were
in full view last night."
This proved sufficient.
All gazed intently at the frowning works, and after
some discussion, the little party moved yet nearer.
"Their flag is no longer flying!" Colonel Vaughan
exclaimed. It does n't seem possible such a strong post
could be abandoned, and yet it surely has that appear-
ance.
It was possible there might be in this apparent evac-
uation an ambush planned, and instead of venturing
boldly inside, the colonel hired an Indian from Cape Cod,
who had accompanied the troop as guide, to make an
examination.
In less than five minutes after the Indian had crept
through one of the embrasures, the gate was thrown open,
and the small force took possession of the place which it
had been supposed would cost many lives in the taking.
Can you make your way back to General Pepperrell's
headquarters ? Colonel Vaughan asked Phil, shortly after
they were inside the works.
I do not think I should have any difficulty in doing
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Then carry him a message, and I venture to say he
will receive no visitor to-day who brings better news."
He wrote hurriedly the following words :
May it please your honour to be informed that by the
grace of God, and the courage of thirteen men, I entered
the royal battery about nine o'clock, and am waiting for
reinforcement and a flag."
Phil started off at full speed, giving no heed to the
brambles which tore his clothes and scratched his face as
he pressed through the tangled underbrush. His only
thought was to reach headquarters as soon as possible,
that a sufficient number of men to hold the battery might
be sent before the enemy could discover how needlessly
they had been alarmed.
He arrived in good season, and when admitted to
General Pepperrell's presence was breathing heavily from
the fatigue of the rapid and painful journey.
"You bring brave news, young sir," the general said,
in a tone of glad surprise, after reading the brief note.
" I judge you have lost no time on the way."
It was necessary I should get here quickly, sir, for
men are needed to hold the works."
"They shall be sent without delay, and here is some-
thing which will keep you in remembrance of this day's
fortunate happenings."
The general handed Phil two gold coins, a greater
amount of money than the boy had ever seen at one time
before, and was about to make some further remark
when Colonel Messerve entered, looking thoroughly mys-
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"Four boats loaded with men have left the town,
evidently bound in the direction of the Grand Battery!
Vaughan must be in that vicinity "
Instantly all was confusion; orders were given hur-
riedly, rapidly executed, and it seemed to Phil he had not
been in camp five minutes when two hundred men were
on the double-quick to reinforce their comrades.
From where he stood, the boy could see Vaughan and
his small troop drawn up in line on the beach to oppose
the intended landing, and he had the satisfaction of watch-
ing the brave fellows hold the enemy in check until those
who had been sent in support arrived.
Colonel Vaughan returned to headquarters after Brig-
adier Waldo and his regiment were in peaceful possession-
of the battery, and Phil presented himself for duty.
"It will be a long while, now the city is invested,
before we shall see any more fighting, so set about put-
ting up something which will serve you as a camp. It
has been ordered that all the spare sails in the fleet be
sent ashore, with which to make tents; but I fancy a boy
like you can soon build a better shelter than they will
form. You may report to your captain that you are on
detached duty under me, and after the hut is built, let me
know."
By this means Phil escaped the heavy work of aiding in
the landing of the guns and stores, which was most ar-
duous as well as dangerous, and before nightfall he had
constructed a shanty which would protect him from the
wind, if not the rain.







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It was built of spruce boughs, with turf laid around the
sides, and was by no means the poorest of the many rude
substitutes for camps to be seen on either side of the
brook running from the hills a couple of miles southwest
of the town.
After the transports had been unladen came the labour
of dragging cannon to the spot selected for the first
battery, on Green Hill, two miles from where the stores
were landed, and this labour was excessive, as Phil had
ample opportunity to learn.
While there was nothing to be done save to make prep-
arations for bombarding the town, it was not reasonable
that Colonel Vaughan would keep the boy on detached
duty very long, therefore he was forced to do his share of
the fatiguing work.
During two weeks he aided in dragging the heavy
pieces of ordnance across marshy ground, so soft that it
was necessary to place them on sledges lest they should
sink beyond recovery, and to each of these rude vehicles
two hundred soldiers were harnessed with breast-straps
and rope traces.
More than once did it seem to Phil as if he could no
longer perform his share of the task, so nearly was he
exhausted; but the thought that the gold presented by
General Pepperrell was sufficient in amount to relieve his
mother of her most pressing wants served to animate
him, despite the monotony and brutish nature of the
labour.
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of a soldier's life, came the welcome summons to present
himself at headquarters, where he found a squad of men
drawn up preparatory to making a reconnaissance under
the lead of Colonel Vaughan, and he soon learned he was
to accompany the party.
The purpose of the movement was to ascertain the
most advantageous spot at which an assault could be
made.
From the manner in which the leader set about the
work, it could be understood that he hoped something
more might be done than simply surveying the land, for
no man "enjoyed a battle better than did the Lieutenant
Colonel of the New Hampshire forces, and a skirmish did
not come amiss, to his mind, when nothing more serious
was possible.
Instead of proceeding directly to the spot where Gen-
eral Pepperrell believed artillery could be used to the best
advantage, a long detour was made, which brought the
squad on the high land north of the city, where was a
heavy growth of timber to screen them from view.
Once in this place, scrutinizing the town he hoped
would soon be captured, Colonel Vaughan gave little
heed to his men, so intent was he in gaining all the
information possible relative to the movements of the
enemy, and the soldiers were allowed to ramble here and
there at will, the only restriction being that they keep
within hailing distance of each other.
Phil and the colonel were in a dense clump of spruce
trees, and the latter was hewing off some of the branches







A CHANCE SHOT.


with his sword, in order to gain a better view of the
beleaguered town, when a single report rang out, sharp
and distinct, as a bullet cut the skin on the officer's face.
For an instant both the colonel and Phil thought the
former was seriously wounded, but when the trifling
nature of the hurt was discovered, anger succeeded fear.
"Whoever discharged that musket intended to kill
me! Colonel Vaughan exclaimed, sharply. "Hello !
Where are you, men ?"
The soldiers, having
heard the report and fancy- -
ing an attack was being ., .
made, were already cor- /
ing at full speed toward '
their commander, and the.' ,
words had hardly been '-
spoken before all the squad ,. i,
were within the thicket.. .
"Did any of you dis-
charge a musket just now?" Each denied in turn hav-
ing done anything of the kind, and showed his loaded
gun in proof of the statement.
"It isn't possible one of the enemy can be outside the
city, for this portion of the island has been traversed
many times by our soldiers since we landed," the officer
said, in a low tone, to Phil. "There 's mischief afoot, and
we must know what it is. You are to stay here with the
men, to make certain they do not leave the place, and I
will do a little reconnoitring on my own account."








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"You surely don't intend to go alone!" Phil cried, in
alarm.
"I shall be safer than with companions. Do as I have
bidden, and take good care to keep a sharp watch on all
the men."
The colonel disappeared amid the underbrush as he
ceased speaking, and Phil trieca in vain to fancy who could
have any cause of enmity against so kind an officer.
Just once did his thoughts wander to Dick Sanbourne,
but he dismissed the subject immediately, for he had good
reason to believe that young gentleman was secure behind
the walls of the city.
Colonel Vaughan was absent half an hour, and when he
returned, the men were ordered back to headquarters,
although the purpose for which they came out had not
been accomplished.
Phil asked no questions relative to what might have
been discovered; but before the march had come to an
end, the colonel said, in a low tone, as if fearful his words
would be overheard by those in the rear,-
Do you want to know what I saw a short distance
from where we were standing when that shot was fired ?"
I do, unless you wish to keep it a secret."
"Not from you, lad; for I expect you will aid me in
solving the mystery. The footprints of' a man were plain
upon the turf, and I even saw where he rested his gun to
take aim. That would n't have been so very surprising,
since we know perfectly well some one was there, but I
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"Why do you think so, sir ? Phil asked, in astonishment.
"Because of the footprints. I could almost swear the
boots which made them came from old Tyson's shop.
There is n't a cobbler in the colonies, and it goes without
saying that there are none in France who cuts such a
peculiar sole; the toe is the widest part of it."
But who among our men would try to kill you, sir ? "
That is exactly what I propose to find out, if possible.
When we arrive at headquarters you are to go directly to
your shanty, and wait until I come, which will probably
not be till late in the evening."
After giving this order the colonel relapsed into a silence
which was not broken until the command was dismissed
in front of the hut occupied by General Pepperrell.
Phil did as he had been bidden, and there remained,
listening to the roaring of the guns from the advanced
battery, wishing he was at liberty to go where he could
see what execution was being done.
At sunset no word had been received from the colonel,
and the boy built a small fire in front of the hut with
which to cook the meal that made up his portion of the
day's rations.
The cannon were still being worked, and from time to
Time squads of men passed him on their way to watch the
gunners. More than one invited Phil to follow, but he
shook his head. The order was to remain in his camp,
and he did not intend to disobey, whatever might be the
attraction at the front.
The evening passed, and yet no word from the colonel.








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One by one the men off duty sought the shelter of their
poor apologies for tents, until not a person was to be seen
within Phil's range of vision.
He piled his camp-fire high with wood, and laid down in
front of it. The earth no longer trembled under the de-
tonations of the cannon; the sighing of the wind could
be heard from among the trees, and the monotonous mur-
mur of the surf wooed the tired boy to slumber.
Then came a time when he fancied he heard in a dream
his own name called softly, but not until it had been re-
peated several times did he realize that it was a reality,
and not the result of a vision.
Once he understood this fact, he sprang to his feet,
rubbing his eyes to free them from the mist of slumber,
but there was no person to be seen.
It must have been a dream after all, and yet it sounded
wonderfully distinct," he muttered to himself; and then,
observing that the fire was burning low, he began collect-
ing fuel with which to replenish it, when from his hut came
a hoarse whisper :
Keep the flame down Can't you understand that I
don't want to be seen here ? "
Phil's surprise was so great as to amount almost to be-
wilderment, for he recognized Dick Sanbourne's voice.
Come in, can't you ? the invisible speaker added, in a
tone of irritation. I don't propose to lay around here
all night while your wits are wool-gathering."
Phil entered the shanty, by no means pleased to meet
his old friend again.














CHAPTER IV.


A CONFESSION.

D ICK acted as if he had good cause for complaint
because Phil did not give him a hearty greeting,
and said in an injured tone,-
"You don't seem very glad to see me! "
"I am not."
You're getting stuck up because Bill Vaughan has
taken you under his wing; that 's what's the matter."
I did n't know he had taken me under his wing,' as
you call it. I have tried to do my duty--
For which you are to get nearly a sixpence a day, if
the colony can raise money enough to pay the men who
have enlisted," Dick interrupted, with a sneer.
Yes, that was the amount agreed upon, and we have
no right to find fault. There has been no change in the
price since the day on which we enlisted, and then it
seemed sufficient."
So it would have been had Storer's stories turned out
true; we were to come on a pleasure excursion, and be
paid for it. Instead, we were sent down here to be
killed."
"There has n't been any very great slaughter thus far."
"Wait till the city is assaulted, and then you will see
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times the number of men at Pepperrell's command could n't
force an entrance."
"I admit there is good reason for you to speak so
positively; but tell me why you are not behind the walls
now? Did the French suspect you ?"
"I never went back to find out. You said so much
about what might be done, I concluded it wasn't safe."
And it would have been very dangerous, I firmly
believe. If suspicion had arisen that you had visited our
men just before the battery was abandoned, it would have
been a short shrift for you."
Most likely I should have pulled through all right; but
I am willing to confess you frightened me, and I steered
clear of both parties until hunger has driven me here."
"Where have you been staying ?"
In the woods."
"You might have been taken by some of our men."
"It's easy to keep clear of them. I got along all
right while my ammunition held out; but now that is
gone I am on precious short allowance. Instead of ask-
ing so many questions, why not give me something to
eat? I am nearly starved."
Phil believed, from the visitor's tone, that he was
speaking the truth, and his sympathies were aroused.
The only food he had was a portion of the hasty-
pudding made that evening; but he set it before Dick,
who ate as if he was indeed nearly famished.
If I had known there was a chance you would come,
I 'd saved more; but, supposing you safe inside Louis-








A CONFESSION.


bourg, the possibility that others might need my rations
never occurred to me. Say, Dick, do you realize that
each day makes your case worse? "
"In what way ?" the visitor asked, speaking indistinctly,
because his mouth was so full of pudding.
After it is known you have been hanging around so
long in the enemy's service, there will be less sympathy
felt when you ask for pardon."
Do you think I'm going to do anything of that kind,
especially to Bill Vaughan? "
"But you must, otherwise how will you get home ?"
"I can work that part of it all right," was the confident
reply.
How ?"
"There '11 soon be a vessel sailing for Boston, and I shall
smuggle myself on board. The voyage won't be so long
but that I can remain stowed away until she arrives."
"But even then you won't dare go to Portsmouth."
"Would n't I? Just give me the chance, that's all!"
"But don't you fear being arrested as a deserter ?"
"Bill Vaughan won't talk so loud when we are home
again. My father can fix everything, once I am there."
Phil believed the crime of desertion would not be
passed over so readily, even though Dick's father was
reputed to be a wealthy man; but he forbore from press-
ing the matter further. It could easily be seen that the
visitor fancied anything he might do could be atoned for
with money, and it would be useless to make an attempt
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Dick ate that which had been set before him, and then
looked around hungrily for more.
"That was all I had," Phil said, interpreting the look.
" If you will wait, perhaps I can borrow something from
the man who is encamped close at hand."
"Don't try it !" Dick said, sharply, when Phil made a
motion to leave the shanty. I have n't got any too
much confidence in you, and don't propose that word shall
be sent to Bill Vaughan."
"I didn't betray you before, therefore why should I do
so now? "
"I won't give you a chance; there's no knowing what
you might do for the sake of a pound or two out of my
capture."
"I am not so fond of money as that. If it was really
my duty to tell of your being on the island, I should do it
at all hazards."
"You're a canting hypocrite-" Dick checked him-
self suddenly, as if he had spoken more plainly than was
his intention, and added, in a coaxing tone, "Look here,
Phil, we 've always been friends, and you know I 'm willing
to do you a good turn at any time, so now do one for
me when I am in such trouble."
"What do you want ? "
"Powder and ball. With plenty of ammunition, I can
shoot game enough to keep me alive until a vessel sails
for Boston."
I have n't got very much," and Phil shook his powder-
horn.








A CONFESSION.


It '11 do till I come again," Dick said, as he stretched
out his hand for the horn. If I had n't wasted that shot
this afternoon I need n't have come to-night, and, perhaps,
by a lucky turn, might have found a chance to leave this
place without your knowing anything about it."
Phil was on the point of handing the powder to his
companion when the latter spoke; but suddenly he drew















it back as helooked intently at Dick, his face paling be-
cause of his newly-aroused suspicions.
"What is the matter ? the visitor asked, sharply,
alarmed at the change which had come over his friend.
! What is the matter? Why don't you speak, instead of
staring in that way? "
Dick Sanbourne," Phil said, in a low, accusing tone,
"it was you who tried to shoot Colonel Vaughan this
afternoon "
For an instant Dick acted as if about to deny the accu-
sation, and then spoke angrily:








THE BOYS OF 1745.


Well, what if it was ? Is that any business of yours ? "
It certainly is. My duty is to protect, or assist in
doing so, our officers, and-"
I suppose you're running this whole war, aint you ?
You protect the officers You'd better go back to your
mother, where you belong, and not play at being a soldier
any longer. I shall settle my score with Bill Vaughan
before I leave here, and you can't prevent me, mighty as
you act now."
"I shall do my best," Phil replied, gravely, as he at-
tempted to rise to his feet.
Dick, who had been seated between Phil and the en-
trance to the shanty, sprang to his feet before the latter
could change his position, and, pushing him back with one
hand, twisted the powder-horn from his grasp with the
other.
Then, raising his musket as a club, he said in a guarded
tone, -
Make one attempt to give an alarm, and I will strike
you down! I don't intend to be drawn over the coals
when a blow will settle it all! Give me that "
Before Phil had fairly recovered from the surprise
caused by the sudden change in his former friend, the
latter made a clutch at the pouch containing bullets,
which was on the ground near the bed of pine boughs.
Now I've got all I need, and can take care of myself.
I know this island better than any of these make-believe
soldiers, for I've been all over it, so it won't make any
difference if you do raise an alarm. None of your crowd
can catch me, especially after dark."








A CONFESSION.


Phil was not disposed to let the boy go to his own de-
struction without making one more effort to prevent it
and he said, in a kindly tone,-
Stop, Dick, and think of what you are doing It is
a mistake to believe your father can smooth matters over,
and by defying the whole colonial army in that way, you
cannot fail to make an outlaw of yourself. There is time
even now to take a different course."
Yes, after you know I shot at Bill Vaughan !"
Suppose I promise never to tell what you have said ?"
"It won't be safe to repeat the least word, remember
that "
It is my duty, and I must tell everything to-night,
unless you are willing to give yourself up. I feel certain
matters may be arranged now, if nothing is known of the
shooting, and you can take your proper place with us once
more."
I suppose you think you're precious good, eh? Try-
ing to play the mighty over me because you've got on the
right side of that Vaughan I'll attend to my own af-
fairs, and yours, too, if you dare tell a single person that
I've been here! "
Then, standing over Phil to prevent him from rising,
Dick coolly loaded his musket, hung the horn and pouch
about his person, and moved slightly toward the door.
"If you show yourself outside this shanty for the next
hour, I'll shoot you down," he said, threateningly. I can
hide among the trees, and there's yet light enough from
your fire for me to see if you sneak out. Keep a close








THE BOYS OF 1745.


tongue in your head about me and my affairs, or you'll
never reach Portsmouth again."
Phil was too deeply engaged in thought to make any
reply to these threats. He knew it was his duty to raise
an alarm, .,.ii:-. of whatever danger might threaten
him; but if he should do so, and Dick was taken prisoner,
there could be but one end to it all. To give his old
friend up would be condemning him to death without a
shadow of doubt, and that he shrank from doing.
Dick waited a few moments at the door of the shanty,
as if to assure himself he could gain the shelter of the
woods without being seen by the sentinels near the water's
edge, and then, with a mocking "good-by," disappeared.
What shall I do ? Phil cried when he was alone. If
I tell that he is on the island, the men will soon catch him,
and even though I 'm not very much of a soldier, I know
full well what will be the result."
Then came the thought that he would confide in Colonel
Vaughan, keeping back the fact that it was Dick who
fired the shot which grazed the officer's cheek, and plead
with him to use his influence in having the deserter
punished only by being sent home in disgrace.
This seemed the best way out of the difficulty which
Dick had brought upon himself, and Phil had but just
decided he would try the experiment when a commanding
voice was heard, apparently but a short distance from the
shanty.
Halt, or I '11 fire !"
Then came a noise as of scuffling and the words in the
same voice:








A CONFESSION.


Don't make the mistake of trying that game So, it
was you ? I had just a suspicion this afternoon when I
saw your footprints. Now march ahead of me, and turn
ever so slightly to the right or the left if you wish to
die! "
It was Colonel Vaughan who had spoken, and Phil
understood Dick was a prisoner. The officer knew him.
as the would-be assassin, and, such being the case, the
deserter's doom was indeed sealed.
Phil sat silent and motionless, sick with apprehension
regarding the boy whom he had called a friend, when
Dick and his captor entered, the former pale as death,
and the latter holding a pistol close to his head.
I had an idea my trap would work," Colonel Vaughan
said to Phil, and the boy repeated, in amazement, -
"Your trap, sir ?"
"Yes; I ordered you to remain here, believing this
deserter would pay you a visit if there were not too many
around."
How did you know he was alive ?" Phil asked, in a
tremulous voice.
I had no suspicion of it until I saw the prints of
Tyson's shoes, and they could be explained in no other
way. Sanbourne was the only member of our regiment
missing, and I concluded, without being able to explain
how it happened, that he had contrived to save his life.
Now call some of the men, and we '11 have him taken care
of for the night."
Phil obeyed by going to the nearest huts, and in a few








THE BOYS OF 1745.


moments Dick was marched away, his hands tied behind
his back to prevent the possibility of an escape.
Colonel Vaughan remained behind, and when they were
alone Phil asked, falteringly,-
"Did you know- Did you hear-"
I saw him when he came, and waited where I could
overhear all that was said, for I wanted his own version of
the story. You should have told me he was here."
It would have been the same as condemning him to
death, sir, and I could n't have done that, for he and I
have always been good friends."
He acted particularly friendly toward you, I should
judge, from what I heard."
He is desperate. This soldiering is different from
what he expected it would be, and-"
"There is no reason why you should try to find excuses
for him, lad," the officer said, as Phil hesitated. "Tell
me when you have seen him before."
Phil related in detail the story of Dick's visit on the
night the battery was abandoned, and concluded by
saying, -
If he could be made to understand how serious his
offence is, I am sure he would act differently."
He will probably find out when he is brought up for
trial."
"Then you are to send him home ?"
"There is no necessity for that. A court-martial will
soon settle the matter, and while we are in the field there
will be little chance for interference in his behalf."








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"But, Colonel!" Phil cried, in an agony of fear, "you
will not suffer any harm to come--I mean that you will
not allow him to be shot for deserting ? "
It is not probable I shall have any. voice in the
matter. A certain important movement will be made
soon, and I am to have charge of it. Remain here until I
send for you, and try not to distress yourself over such a
worthless character as Sanbourne has shown himself to
be."
With this advice Colonel Vaughan left the shanty, and
Phil threw himself face downward upon the bed in bitter-
est distress of mind.














CHAPTER V.


A NIGHT ATTACK.

IT was little sleep Phil had on the night Dick was
captured. He could not drive away the fear that he
had been instrumental in bringing about the present con-
dition of affairs, although it was impossible to explain
even to himself how that could be.
Horrible visions of his friend on the scaffold rose con-
stantly before his eyes, and more than one wild scheme
for saving the misguided boy came into his mind, only to
be dismissed as impracticable.
"I would do anything, regardless of my duty as a
soldier, to save him from a shameful death," he said, over
and over again; but there is no way by which I can aid
him, except through the kindness of Colonel Vaughan,
whom he tried to kill."
Until late on the following afternoon he was left to his
own painful reflections, and then came a messenger with
word that he was wanted at headquarters.
Almost any kind of action was preferable to remaining
idle, with no companion but the terrible thoughts which
would not be banished, and Phil hastened to obey the
summons.
It was necessary to remain outside General Pepperrell's
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A NIGHT ATTACK.


receive him, and the boy had ample opportunity to ques-
tion the sentinel on duty.
Do you know what was done with the prisoner taken
last night ?" he asked, and such discipline as was enforced
in the encampment did not prevent the soldier from halt-
ing in front of Phil as he replied by another question:
Did you know the young scoundrel ?"
















"We both live in Portsmouth, and he has always been
my friend."
He won't play the friend to any one much longer."
"What do you mean ?" Phil asked, the words coming
with difficulty from his trembling lips, because he knew
full well what the answer would be.
"He'll be hanged, as he deserves, of course."
But he's only a boy, -a few months more than six-
teen years old."
If he was n't half that age the punishment would n't








THE BOYS OF 1745.


be any too severe. I hear he's been over to the enemy,
and most likely has told them all he knows. Then, again,
he tried to kill Colonel Vaughan, which is good reason for
the sentence that will surely be pronounced."
Phil remained silent several moments, during which the
soldier resumed his leisurely pacing to and fro.
Then the boy asked timidly, as he walked by the side of
the man, -
Don't you think General Pepperrell will pardon him ?
It can't be he would allow the son of one he has always
been friendly with to be hanged."
If I believed there was any danger the young fiend
would escape death I'd shoot him down this minute! "
the soldier cried, angrily, and Phil turned away in despair.
This man's opinion was probably shared by many, if
not all, of his comrades, and the deserter's friend began
to understand that perhaps he was the only person in the
encampment who sympathized with the prisoner.
At this moment Colonel Vaughan appeared, and leading
the boy a few paces aside, said in a low tone, -
"It had been promised that I should lead an attack this
night; but the men have stipulated for Captain Brooks
to command them, and I am forced to lose the sport or
follow as a private, therefore I cannot take you with
me."
Shall you volunteer ?"
Certainly. The plan is all my own, and I want to see
how it is carried out."
Then what prevents me from doing the same thing ? "








A NIGHT A ATTACK.


You can if you choose, and I '11 be glad to have you.
Brooks is not the kind of a man who will take advice from
me, and we shall be obliged to follow his instructions,
whether they be wise or not; but there will be plenty of
fighting, which is what all of us need just now."
In what way shall I volunteer ? Phil asked, thinking
he would rather be engaged in any dangerous service than
remain in camp dwelling upon Dick's terrible fate.
"I will attend to that part of it. We should go now,
for the expedition starts from the Grand Battery, and
there is no time to lose, if we would join the party."
Phil was ready as soon as he replenished his supply of
ammunition, and the two set out in silence. Colonel
Vaughan was in no mood for conversation, because of his.
disappointment at not being allowed to lead the assaulting
party, while Phil could think only of his former friend.
On arriving at their destination Colonel Vaughan went
directly to Brigadier Waldo, who still remained in charge of
the battery abandoned by the French, and then it was that
Phil began to realize the danger which might be en-
countered.
"As the matter is being arranged," Waldo said to his
friend, it is a foolhardy piece of business, and can only
result in disaster. I have written to the general that I
doubt most seriously whether straggling fellows, three,
four, or seven out of a company, ought to go on such a
service, for there will be no concert of action among them.
What makes it the more foolish, is that many of them are
under the influence of liquor, and should be under guard,








THE BOYS OF 1745.


instead of trying to surprise a detachment of regulars
within particularly strong works."
Then the brigadier was summoned by one of his officers
who was superintending the making ready of the boats,
and Phil asked,-
"What is the service we are going on ? "
"I have proposed that an assault be made upon the
Island Battery, which commands the harbour, and pre-
vents our ships from entering. I believe the works could
be carried, but not in such a way as is to be tried."
Do you still intend to accompany the party, sir ? "
"Most certainly; but since matters are in the condi-
tion described by Waldo, perhaps you had better remain
behind."
I would prefer to go with you, sir."
"Very well, then, we'll say no more about it. Stay
here where I can find you without difficulty, and I '11 take
a turn around the battery."
Three hours later Phil saw the colonel again, and the
moment had arrived for departure. It was so dark when
he stood on the beach that he could not decide how many
boats were to be used to transport the soldiers, but in the
gloom it appeared as if there must have been at least
twenty.
He followed the colonel into one of them, which already
appeared overloaded, and the frail craft was paddled,
instead of rowed, out over the wind-swept waters, the
boisterous waves dashing over her gunwale every few
seconds, obliging the men to bail incessantly in order to
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Then came the dangerous work of disembarking while
the surf .was dashing high upon the rocks on either side
of the narrow cove, and when about half the force were
on shore;.they broke the silence by three cheers, regard-
less of the fact that they had come for the purpose of
surprising the enemy.
That settles the fate of this attempt," Colonel Vaughan
said, in a low, angry tone to Phil. I cannot understand
what Brooks is thinking of to let the men announce their
presence when he is not prepared for the attack! "
Before a reply could have been made to this remark a
sudden glare illumined the darkness in the immediate
vicinity of the battery, and from out of it came a perfect
hail of iron missiles. It seemed to Phil as if every living
thing on that narrow strip of shore must be mowed down
by the shower of balls and bullets, yet he himself re-
mained untouched after the deadly fire had continued
several seconds.
Finally, high above the roaring of the heavy guns, could
be heard the command of Captain Brooks for his men to
advance, and Colonel Vaughan cried to Phil,-
It is little less than suicide, lad; but we must not be
the ones to show the white feather. It is- simply a
slaughter of the men, without possibility of success ; yet
we are bound to obey orders."
After the first flush of fear Phil forgot the danger, and
eager to prove to the officer who had shown him so much
kindness that he was not a coward, pressed boldly
forward, stumbling here over the bodies of the fallen, or








THE BOYS OF 174.5.


making a detour there to avoid a group who were
shooting at the stone walls, regardless of their com-
mander's orders.
Phil was at the very foot of the works, where scaling-
ladders were being raised, and had already begun to
ascend one when a bright flash burst directly in his eyes;
there came a sudden sensation of numbness, and all was a
blank.
When next he was conscious, an intense pain asserted
itself in his left shoulder; it seemed as if his clothing had
been glued to that portion of his body, and he was rising
and falling as though suspended in mid-air.
"Where am I ? he asked, feebly, surprised that it was
not possible to speak louder.
With a dozen or more nearly as badly wounded as
yourself, heading for our own side of the harbour," a
voice replied.
"Am I wounded?"
That you are, and badly, so I'm told. I've lost part
of one foot, but that 's a hurt I shall soon get over."
Phil fancied the man intended to convey the idea that
he might not recover, and he mildly wondered whether
death in such a form would be painful.
"You can thank Colonel Vaughan that you're here,
instead of being left on the beach at the mercy of the
enemy. He it was who lugged you on his back through
the surf, when it was all a man could do to care for
himself, much less come off hampered with a burden."
Is the colonel safe ? Phil asked, after a brief silence.








A NIGHT A TTA CK.


"Ay, that he is, and in one of the other boats. If he
had had command of this expedition, I 'm thinking we
would n't be crawling back like disabled crabs, leaving
behind half of those who started out with us."
"Then it has all been a failure ? "
Yes, so far as the Island Battery is concerned, and
weak leadership killed the only chance we had of taking
it; but the city will fall into our hands some day, please
God, and I '11 have given one foot toward the general
result, though it seems a wicked waste of flesh and blood
to give them up in such a foolish attack as this has
proved to be."
Phil heard the last words but faintly; the pain of his
wounds was rapidly overcoming him, and before the boat
with her cargo of suffering humanity gained the land he
was unconscious again.
When he next realized anything, he heard a strange
voice say,-
He may pull through, with youth and strength on his
side; but it will be a narrow squeeze. Do not attempt to
move him, and in forty-eight hours we shall know the result."
Phil was lying on a softer bed than he had enjoyed
since leaving home, and without touching those portions
of his body which were causing him so much pain, he
knew the wounds had been bandaged.
Once he fancied Colonel Vaughan bent over him, laying
a cool hand on his burning head; but it was impossible to
distinguish either word or action very clearly. He was in
a stupor not unlike a disagreeable dream.








THE BO YS OF 1745.


At times the pain seemed overpowerihg, and then he
would sink into what might have been -a:swoon, only to
arouse suddenly to the knowledge :that.he had :been se-
riously wounded, was, perhaps, dying.
He was in a log hut, which evidently contained two
apartments, and in front of the inner door a soldier stood,
as if on guard.
It was day when he understood this much, and he
believed but a few hours after the, disastrous attack had
been made.
When next he took note of his surroundings, another
night had come. Only he and the sentinel. were in the
room, and he wondered why a guard should be there.
He moved slightly, and the soldier stepped quickly to
his side.
Are you here to take care of me? Phil whispered,
and the man shook his head.
I'm on duty to make certain that young deserter
don't slip through our fingers again," and the sentinel
pointed toward the door.
Instantly he understood it all. Dick was confined in
the next room, and since the hut had not been built
strongly enough for a prison, a guard was stationed over
him.
"Do you think they will punish him ? he next asked.
"That they will! Bless you, it has all been: settled in
proper order. When the sun rises again -you won't be
troubled by having a sentinel here."
During a moment Phil believed he was on the point of








A NIGHT ATTACK


swooning once more. "When the sun rises again!"
That was as much as if the man had said when another
day dawned Dick Sanbourne would pay the extreme
penalty for his misdeeds !
The wounded boy struggled desperately to resist the
sensation of faintness which was creeping over him. He
believed it was absolutely necessary to retain possession
of all his faculties, although he had no idea that it might
be possible for him to aid the condemned prisoner.
When. the sentinel took up his station by the door
again, Phil began to wonder why it was the trial and
sentence had followed so quickly. He knew nothing had
been done in that way when he left headquarters with
Colonel Vaughan, and yet the entire matter seemed to be
settled.
It was a long while before he managed to whisper,-
"When did did Dick have his trial ? "
"The day before yesterday."
"Why, it was then we made the attack."
You 've lost run of the days, lad, that's all."
How long have I been here ?"
You were wounded Monday night, and to-morrow is
Saturday."













CHAPTER VI.


AN APPEAL.

G RIEVOUSLY wounded though he was, Phil forgot
his own suffering as he thought of the mental
agony which the unhappy prisoner must be enduring.
It was almost maddening to realize that he was power-
less to stay the sentence of the military court,-that a
boy, who until lately had been his friend, would soon be
executed.
For an instant he resolved to demand an audience with
General Pepperrell, in order to beg for pardon; but a brief
time of reflection was sufficient to convince him that the
general would not listen to his prayer against the judg-
ment of his officers.
Could Colonel Vaughan effect anything? Phil doubted
if that were possible, or, being so, whether he would
make an effort to save the life of one who had tried to
murder him.
The sentinel, at a loss to account for his sudden silence,
drew nearer the couch to look at the wounded boy.
"What time is it? he asked of the man.
"It lacks about half an hour of midnight, when I shall
be relieved."
"Would you do me a favour?"
Of course I would, lad! I'm told you showed true
So








AN APPEAL.


grit at the assault when the odds were all against our
side, and I'm not the only one who is proud of what you
have done."
"I want to speak with the prisoner a moment. He
and I are old friends; we came from the same town; I
cannot bear to think of his being led away to a cruel
death'before I have had a chance to say good-by."
"I don't know why you shouldn't go in," the sentinel
said, thoughtfully, "though it won't be a very pleasant
visit. The doctor might think you oughtn't to move
around so much, for he said it wouldn't be safe to
carry you to Colonel Vaughan's quarters, and he is
lodged but a short distance away."
It can do me no harm, surely not as much as lying
here eating my heart out with sorrow for the poor fellow,"
and Phil made one attempt to rise, but fell back utterly
exhausted with the faint effort.
That young villain isn't worth a thought from you,"
the soldier said, emphatically, as in his rude way he tried
to move the invalid's head to a more comfortable position.
"You would n't say so if he was an old friend of
yours."
"Perhaps not, lad, perhaps not. It don't stand to
reason you're hardened to such things yet; but you soon
will be if you continue soldiering."
"I must go to see him," Phil cried, and again he
attempted unsuccessfully to move.
"Come, come, we can't have anything more like that,"
the sentinel said, in what he intended should be a sooth-








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ing tone. Another struggle and you'll set the blood to
flowing. It would be the price of your life to walk from
here to where he is."
"I can't help it; I 'm determined to go if such a thing
be possible. Most likely it's my last chance."
"But I won't allow you to take the risk," and now the
soldier spoke sternly. That fellow isn't worth the pain
you're enduring through him, and I'11 put a stop to it."
"Do you mean you won't let me go where he is ?"
"I'll bring him here. I reckon it isn't jest what a
sentinel oughter do; but if you're bent on seeing him, it
shall be done. I 've had no orders agin it, and will be
bound there ain't the least show of his getting away while
I stand at the door."
The man did not wait for Phil to reply, but went at
once to the inner room, and the invalid trembled with
excitement as he waited for his comrade who was so soon
to be put to death.
The interview was not long delayed.
Phil could hear a confused sound, which he fancied was
caused by the efforts of the soldier to remove the fetters
from the prisoner's limbs, and then Dick appeared.
Had he seen him anywhere else Phil would not have
recognized him as the lad who sailed from Portsmouth in
the good sloop "Vigilant."
He no longer walked erect, with head carried well
back, as if glorying in his youth and strength, but was
bent, like an old man, while on every feature of his face.
was written the story of most abject terror.








AN APPEAL. 83

Oh, Phil! Phil! he cried, coming forward as fast as
the soldier would permit, and throwing himself down by
the wounded boy's side. Does it seem possible that they
have the right to kill me! Save me, Phil! Save me!
I know you can, because every one is telling how brave
you have been "
"Poor Dick! Poor Dick!" and Phil laid his hand on







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can't, Phil, and I have n't a friend left, for every one thinks
death is only what I deserve."
There's no use in going on that way," the sentinel
said, gruffly. "You won't do yourself any good, and I
sha'n't allow you to make Phil worse by such outcries.








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You should have thought of all this back there at Can-
seau, where you set up in opposition to all hands."
"I didn't think they would dare to kill me."
And because of not thinking, many another person
has got himself into trouble. If there's anything you
want to say privately to Phil, go ahead; I '11 give you one
chance, though I've precious little sympathy for you, by
going near the door where I sha'n't overhear what's said.
You must talk fast, though, for the relief will be coming
soon."
The soldier stepped back near the outside door, and,
leaning over the wounded boy, Dick continued in whispers
to beg him to save his life.
It was most distressing to Phil. Gladly would he have
given anything, everything, simply to soothe the dis-
tracted prisoner, yet there was nothing he could say.
After his first outburst Dick appeared to grow calmer,
and whispered, cautiously,-
Except for the fact that I am tied hand and foot, I
could have escaped at almost any time within the last two
days. Could n 't you give me one chance, Phil? Just
think how horrible it will be to die in such a way Can't
you make up your mind to help me ? "
"What could I do, Dick ?"
"There must be a chance between now and daylight to
untie the ropes I only ask you to untie one I can get
through the side of the hut, where a couple of logs are
loose."
"But even then what would you do?"








AN APPEAL.


"I don't know, Phil. Hide in the woods till the troops
leave; it would be better to starve there than be hanged
like a dog to-morrow morning."
"I reckon you two had best be parted now; there's no
use spending a long time when it must come at last, and
the sooner this thing is ended the better for both," the
sentinel said, gruffly, as he came toward the bed.
Phil had just time before the man forced Dick away to
whisper in the despairing boy's ear,-
If there's the least chance for me to do what you
want, I will, and watch as anxiously as you would for the
opportunity."
Then the prisoner was led back; the ropes fastened
once more around his limbs, as Phil fancied from the
sound, and the sentinel returned to his post.
The invalid closed his eyes, that he might the better
think of what he had promised, and while he was thus
apparently resting comfortably, the sentinel who was to
guard the condemned until the last moment arrived.
The two men spoke together in low tones a few seconds,
and then he who had been so kind took his departure.
Unless an opportunity to assist Dick should occur
within three hours it would be too late, and Phil realized
that he must be fully alive to everything around him. A
short time previous it had been impossible to so much as
raise his head; but now he was resolved to get into the
next room, if he could do so secretly, even though at the
cost of his own life.
The sentinel looked in at the prisoner; paced to and








THE BOYS OF 1745.


fro from one door to another, and then seated himself near
the invalid's bed.
Watching eagerly from beneath his half-closed lids, Phil
saw the man nod from time to time, and it was evident he
was doing his best to fight off the inclination to slumber.
Finally he seemed to realize that it would be impossible
to keep his eyes open while in this position, for he leaped
suddenly to his feet, and began walking back and forth
energetically.
Ten minutes passed in this exercise, and then the
soldier drew from his pocket a pipe and knife.
Blest if I've got so much as a crumb of tobacco," he
muttered, after searching his pockets carefully. I can't
stay here all night without a smoke !"
Glancing first at the door of the room in which the
prisoner was confined, and then toward the wounded boy,
the sentinel stood irresolutely in the centre of the apart-
ment while one might have counted twenty.
"There's no risk in going, for this boy is too weak to
help himself, and the other is tied where he can't do
more'n wink. There's precious little danger of meeting
an officer around the encampment at this time of the
night; all hands of 'em like their comfort too well to turn
out when there 's no particular reason for so doing."
Leaving his gun leaning against the wall, he went out
into the night, and the opportunity so ardently desired by
Phil had come.
When the sound of the soldier's footsteps died away in
the distance, the invalid raised himself slowly, battling








AN APPEAL.


most desperately against the deathly .faintness which
threatened to overcome him, and stood swaying from
side to side like one who has received a mortal blow.
Twice did he make the attempt before gaining the
door, and then he lurched into the room where Dick lay,
unable to guide his own steps.
How he succeeded in unfastening the ropes he never
knew; but finally, he was dimly conscious of the fact that
it had been done, and made a supreme effort to regain the
bed.
He realized, or thought he did, that the prisoner
thanked him fervently, and promised sacredly he should
never regret having given him a chance for life; but the
words were more like a murmur of the sea, which even
then was beating against the rocky coast to give warning
of a fast-gathering storm.
From that instant the thunder of all the guns which
had been hurling death and destruction into the doomed
city would not have been heard by him.
When the sentinel returned with the tobacco which had
seemed so necessary to his comfort, Phil was lying on the
bed with the blood flowing from his mouth, apparently
dead.
More than once had the doctor stated that the invalid
might die suddenly of hemorrhage, and the frightened
sentinel believed the predictions were fulfilled.
Without stopping to look in upon the prisoner, he ran
with all speed for the physician, and the moment for
Dick's escape had arrived.








THE BOYS OF 1745.


When Phil next opened his eyes to the things of this
world he was lying on such a bed as he had never
dreamed of before, in a room bright with gay hangings,
and bearing everywhere the marks of a woman's hand.
By the side of the bed sat Colonel Vaughan, who was
regarding the pale, wasted boy with something very like
affection, as he said, triumphantly,-
"I knew, under Madame Pinchon's motherly care, you
would recover, even though the doctor did insist you must
surely die!"
"What has happened?" Phil asked, in a tone so low
that it was hardly more than a whisper.
Many things, my boy, which it will give you pleasure
to hear, the most important being that the city was sur-
rendered nearly a week ago, and you are now quartered in
the home of a certain Antoine Pinchon, whose lodger I also
am. A vessel sailed for Boston shortly before the capitu-
lation, and General Pepperrell sent a purse of money to your
mother, which will relieve her of all pecuniary troubles
for some time to come. Finally, you have been acting
the part of a dead boy for nearly three weeks, and it is
high time you began to assume the bearing of a live one."
Phil waited to hear more, but the colonel leaned back
in his chair as if his budget of news was exhausted.
"Do you know anything about,-is Dick alive ? "
Look here, my boy, do you chance to know anything
of his escape? "
I helped him, and want to make a confession to the
general."








AN APPEAL.


I suspected you had a hand in the matter, and advise
you to remain silent on the subject. No good can come
of making any confession, and the least said is the
soonest mended. It may interest you to know, however,
that he has left the island."
How did you learn that? "
"One of the natives told me he had seen the boy






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skulking in the woods, and I took it upon myself to find
an opportunity for him to sail. His death would have
done no good; the soldiers are so undisciplined that the
execution would not have been a lesson in the truest
sense, and after his painful experience he may mend his
ways.
Then the colonel told the story of the siege and final
surrender of the city in all its details, and concluded by








THE BOYS OF 1745.


stating that Phil was to be sent home in the next vessel
that sailed after he was sufficiently strong to undertake
the journey.
Parkman writes:

"The news that Louisbourg was taken reached Boston at one
o'clock in the morning of the 3rd of July, by a vessel sent express.
A din of bells and cannon proclaimed it to the slumbering
townsmen, and before the sun rose, the streets were filled with
shouting crowds. At night every window shone with lamps, and
the town was ablaze with fireworks and bonfires. The next
Thursday was appointed a day of general thanksgiving for a
victory believed to be the direct work of Providence. New York
and Philadelphia also hailed the great news with illuminations,
ringing of bells, and firing of cannon.
In England the tidings were received with astonishment and
joy that was dashed with reflections on the strength and mettle of
colonists supposed already to aspire to independence. Pepperrell
was made a baronet, and Warren an admiral. The merchant
soldier was commissioned colonel in the British Army; a regiment
was given him, to be raised in America and maintained by the king,
while a similar recognition was granted to the lawyer, Shirley."

Goold writes:

Beside being honoured with knighthood, General Pepperrell was
presented by the Corporation of London with a dinner service and
a silver side-table on which to display it. To my knowledge, there
is no published description of this numerous table service, or the
table which was made to bear it. At the time of its arrival at
Kittery Point, there was, probably, no set of plate in New England
approaching it in extent or elegance."

Not until thirty years had elapsed did Phil hear of or
see Dick.








CONCLUSION. 93

Then he was a captain in the Continental Army, on the
staff of the commander-in-chief, and visited Cambridge on
military business, when he was surprised at being ac-
costed familiarly by a private soldier belonging to a regi-
ment from Connecticut. It was Richard Sanbourne,
who, since his escape from the colonial forces in front of
Louisbourg, had lived an upright, honest life, and now, as
he explained to Captain Towle, was trying to redeem
himself as a soldier.






THE END.







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