cruciating tortures. Full of this idea, he snatched up his musket; and, notwithstanding his broken leg, ran about forty yards without halting: feeling himself now totally disabled, and incapable of proceeding one step further, he loaded his piece, and presented it to the two foremost Indians, who stood aloof, wait

the French, from their breastworks, kept up a continual fire of cannon and small arms upon this poor, solitary, and maimed gentleman. In this uncomfortable situation he stood, when he discerned at a distance an Highland officer, with a party of his men, skirting the plain towards the field of battle. He forthwith waved his hand in signal of distress, and being perceived by the officer, he detached three of his men to his assistance. These brave fellows hastened to him through the midst of a terrible fire, and one of them bore him off on his shoulders. The Highland officer was Captain Macdonald, of Colonel Fraser's battalion; who, understanding that a young gentleman, his kinsman, had dropped on the field of battle, had put himself at the head of this party, with which he penetrated to the middle of the field, drove a considerable number of the French and Indians before him, and finding his relation still unscalped, carried him off in triumph. Poor Capt. Ochterlony was conveyed to Quebec, where in a few days he died of his wounds. After the reduction of that place, the French surgeons who attended him declared, that in all probability he would have recovered of the two shots he had received in his breast, had not he been mortally wounded in the belly by the Indian's scalping-knife.

upon his knees, struggling against them with surprising exertion. Mr. Peyton, at this juncture, having a double-barrelled musket in his hand, and seeing the distress of his friend, fired at one of the Indians, who dropped dead upon the spot. The other, thinking the ensign would now be an easy prey, advanced towards him; and Mr. Peyton, having taken good aiming to be joined by their fellows; while at the distance of four yards, discharged his piece the second time, but it seemed to take no effect. The savage fired in his turn, and wounded the ensign in the shoulder; then, rushing upon him, thrust his bayonet through his body. He repeated the blow, which Mr. Peyton attempting to parry, received another wound in his left hand: nevertheless, he seized the Indian's musket with the same hand, pulled him forwards, and with his right drawing a dagger which hung by his side, plunged it in the barbarian's side. A violent struggle ensued; but at length Mr. Peyton was uppermost; and with repeated strokes of his dagger, killed his antagonist outright. Here he was seized with an unaccountable emotion of curiosity, to know whether or not his shot had taken place on the body of the Indian: he accordingly turned him up; and, stripping off his blanket, perceived that the ball had penetrated quite through the cavity of the breast. Having thus obtained a dear-bought victory, he started up on one leg; and saw Captain Ochterlony standing at the distance of sixty yards, close by the enemy's breastwork, with the French soldier attending him. Mr. Peyton then called aloud,-"Capt. Ochterlony, I am glad to see you have at last got under protection. Beware of that villain, who is more barbarous than the savages. God bless you, my dear captain! I see a party of Indians coming this way, and expect to be murdered immediately." A number of those barbarians had for some time been employed on the left, in scalping and pillaging the dying and the dead that were left upon the field of battle; and above thirty of them were in full march to destroy Mr. Peyton. This gentleman knew he had no mercy to expect; for, should his life be spared for the present, they would have afterwards insisted upon sacrificing him to the manes of their brethren whom he had slain; and in that case he would have been put to death by the most ex

As this very remarkable scene was acted in sight of both armies, General Townshend, in the sequel, expostulated with the French officers upon the inhumanity of keeping up such a severe fire against two wounded gentlemen who were disabled, and destitute of all hope of escaping. They answered, that the fire was not made by the regulars, but by the Canadians and savages, whom it was not in the power of discipline to restrain.

THE INDIAN FATHER.
In the last American war, a troop of
Abenakis savages defeated a small de-
tachment of the English, and treated them

with a barbarity uncommon even among themselves. In flight, the only chance which remained for their lives, they were soon outdone by the Indians, and the consequence was dreadful.

A young officer, closely pressed by two savages with upraised hatchets, no longer hoped for life, and only resolved to sell it dearly; when, at the moment that he expected to sink beneath them, an old Indian, armed with a bow, approached him and prepared to aim an arrow; but having adjusted it, in an instant he dropped his bow, and ran to throw himself between the young officer and his assailants: they immediately retired with respect.

hatchet against us?" The young Englishman vowed he would rather lose his life a thousand times, than spill the blood of one Abenakis.

The Indian put his two hands on the face of the young man, at the same time kissing his head, and, after being some time in this attitude, he contemplated him in his usual manner, and enquired, in a mingled tone of tenderness and sorrow: "Hast thou a father?"-" He was alive," answered the young man, "when I left my country." "O how miserable is he!" cried the savage; and after a moment of silence he added:-"Knowest thou that I have been a father?-I am so no more! The old man took his prisoner by the I saw my child fall in the battle-he was hand, encouraged him by caresses, and at my side. I saw him die like a warconducted him to his cabin. It was win-rior; he was covered with wounds, my ter, and they were retiring home. Here he kept him for some time, treating him with undiminished softness, and making him less his slave (as is customary) than his companion. At length he learned the Abenakis language, and the rude arts in use among that people. They became perfectly satisfied with each other, and the young officer comparatively happy except at times, when his heart was wrung to perceive the old man casually fix his eyes on him, and having regarded him awhile attentively, dropt tears!

However, at the return of the spring, the Indians returned to arms, and prepared for the campaign. The old man, yet sufficiently strong to support the fatigues of war, set out with them, accompanied by his prisoner.

child, when he fell !-But I have avenged him I-Yes, I have avenged him!" He pronounced these words with strength; all his body trembled; he was almost stifled by the sighs which he would not suffer to escape him. His eyes were wild, and his tears would not flow. He calmed himself by degrees, and turning towards the east, where the sun was just rising, he said to the young Englishman :-" See'st thou that beauteous sun, resplendent of brightness !-Hast thou pleasure in seeing it?"-"Yes," answered he, "I have pleasure in seeing that beautiful sky." "Ah, well! I have it no more," said the Indian, shedding a torrent of tears. A moment after, he shewed the young officer a flowering shrub-" See'st thou that fine tree," said he to him," and hast thou The Abenakis inade a march of more pleasure in looking upon it?" "Yes, I than two hundred leagues across the de- have," he answered.-"I have it no sert, till at length they arrived within more," returned the Indian, with precipisight of an English camp; the old Indian tation; and immediately after, he added, pointed it out to the young officer, at the "Go, return to thy country, that thy fasame time contemplating him wistfully.ther may again with pleasure mark the ris"Behold thy brothers," said he to him: ing sun, and behold the flowers of spring!', "behold where they wait to give us battle !-Hear me !-I have saved thy life, I have learned thee to make a canoe, bows, arrows, to obtain the means to make them from the forest, to manage the hatchet, and to take off the scalp of What wert thou, when I took thee to my cabin? Thy hands were those of a child, they neither served to nourish nor defend thee; thy soul was in night-thou knewest nothing; thou owest me all!-Wilt thou, then, be ungrateful enough to join thy brothers, and raise the

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effect of perplexing him, and alarming the whole fleet. The absurdity of such an act shows what was the state of the Spanish navy under that miserable government, by which Spain was so long oppressed and degraded, and finally betrayed. In reality, the general incapacity of the naval officers was so well known, that in a pasquinade, which about this time appeared at Madrid, wherein the different orders of the state were advertised for sale, the greater part of the sea officers, with all their equipments, were offered as a gift; and it was added, that any person who would please to take them, should receive a handsome gratuity. When the probability that Spain would take part in the war, as an ally of France, was first contemplated, Nelson said that their fleet, if it were no better than when it acted in alliance with us, would "soon be done for."

Before the enemy could form a regular order of battle, Sir J. Jervis, by carrying a press of sail, came up with them, passed through their fleet, then tacked, and thus cut off nine of their ships from the main body. These ships attempted to form on the larboard tack, either with the design of passing through the British line, or to leeward of it, and thus rejoining their friends. Only one of them suc

place before he could join the fleet. At length he sailed from Porto Ferrajo with a convoy for Gibraltar, and having reached that place, proceeded to the westward in search of the admiral. Off the mouth of the Straits he fell in with the Spanish fleet; and, on the 13th of February, reaching the station off Cape St. Vincent, communicated this intelligence to Sir John Jervis. He was now directed to shift his broad pendant on board the Captain, seventy-four, Capt. R. W. Miller; and before sunset, the signal was made to prepare for action, and to keep, during the night, in close order. At daybreak the enemy were in sight. The British force consisted of two ships of one hundred guns, two of ninety-eight, two of ninety, eight of seventy-four, and one sixty-four fifteen of the line in all; with four frigates, a sloop, and a cutter. The Spaniards had one four-decker, of one hundred and thirty-six guns; six three-deckers, of one hundred and twelve; two eighty-fours; eighteen seventy-fours; in all, twenty-seven ships of the line, with ten frigates and a brig. Their admiral, D. Joseph de Cordova, had learnt from an American, on the 5th, that the English had only nine ships, which was indeed the case when his informer had seen them; for a reinforcement of five ships from England, under Admiral Par-ceeded in this attempt; and that only ker, had not then joined, and the Culloden had parted company. Upon this information, the Spanish commander, instead of going into Cadiz, as was his intention when he sailed from Carthagena, determined to seek an enemy so inferior in force; and relying, with fatal confidence, upon the American account, he suffered his ships to remain too far dispersed, and in some disorder. When the morning of the 14th broke, and discovered the English fleet, a fog for some time concealed their number. That fleet had heard their signal guns during the night, the weather being fine though thick and hazy; soon after daylight they were seen very much scattered, while the British ships were in a compact little body. The look-out ship of the Spaniards fancying that her signal was disregarded, because so little notice seemed to be taken of it, made another signal, that the English force consisted of forty sail of the line. The captain afterwards said, he did this to rouse the admiral: it had the

because she was so covered with smoke, that her intention was not discovered till she had reached the rear: the others were so warmly received, that they put about, took to flight, and did not appear again in the action till its close. The admiral was now able to direct his attention to the enemy's main body, which was still superior in number to his whole fleet, and greatly so in weight of metal. He made signal to take succession. Nelson, whose station was in the rear of the British line, perceived that the Spaniards were bearing up before the wind, with an intention of forming their line, going large, and joining their separated ships; or else, of getting off without an engagement. To prevent either of these schemes, he disobeyed the signal without a moment's hesitation, and ordered his ship to be wore. This at once brought him into action with the Santissima Trinidad, one hundred and thirty-six, the San Joseph, one hundred and twelve, the Salvador del Mundo, one hundred and

and the Spanish officers fired their pistols at them through the window: the doors were soon forced, and the Spanish brigadier fell while retreating to the quarter-deck. Nelson pushed on, and found Berry in possession of the poop, and the Spanish ensign hauling down. He passed on to the forecastle, where he met two or three Spanish officers, and received their swords. The English were now in full possession of every part of the ship; when a fire of pistols and musquetry opened upon them from the admiral's stern-gallery of the San Joseph. Nelson having placed sentinels at the different ladders, and ordered Capt. Miller to send more men into the prize, gave orders for boarding that ship from the San Nicolas. It was done in an instant, he himself leading the way, and exclaiming

twelve, the San Nicolas eighty, the San | possible. The cabin doors were fastened, Isidro, seventy-four, another seventyfour, and another first-rate. Trowbridge, in the Culloden, immediately joined, and most nobly supported him; and for nearly an hour did the Culloden and Captain maintain what Nelson called "this apparently, but not really unequal contest;"-such was the advantage of skill and discipline, and the confidence which brave men derive from them. The Blenheim then passing between them and the enemy, gave them a respite, and poured in her fire upon the Spaniards. The Salvador del Mundo and San Isidro dropped astern, and were fired into, in a masterly style, by the Excellent, Capt. Collingwood. The San Isidro struck; and Nelson thought that the Salvador struck also; "But Collingwood," says he, "disdaining the parade of taking possession of beaten enemies, most gal- "Westminster Abbey or victory!" lantly pushed up, with every sail set, to Berry assisted him into the main chains; save his old friend and messmate, who and at that moment a Spanish officer was, to appearance, in a critical situa- looked over the quarter-deck rail, and tion;" for the Captain was at this time said they surrendered. It was not long actually fired upon by three first-rates, before he was on the quarter-deck, where by the San Nicolas, and by a seventy- the Spanish captain presented to him four, within about pistol shot of that ves- his sword, and told him the admiral was sel. The Blenheim was ahead, the Cul- below, dying of his wounds. There, on loden crippled and astern. Collingwood the quarter-deck of an enemy's first-rate, ranged up, and hauling up his mainsail he received the swords of the officers; just astern, passed within ten feet of the giving them, as they were delivered, one San Nicolas, giving her a most tremen- by one, to William Fearney, one of his dous fire, then passed on for the Santis-old Agamemnon's, who, with the utmost sima Trinidad. The San Nicolas luff- coolness, put them under his arm; "bunding up, the San Joseph fell on board her, ling them up," in the lively expression and Nelson resumed his station abreast of Collingwood, "with as much comof them, and close alongside. The Cap- posure as he would have made a faggot, tain was now incapable of farther service, though twenty-two sail of their line were either in the line or in chase: she had still within gun-shot." One of his sailors lost her fore-topmast; not a sail, shroud, came up, and, with an Englishman's or rope was left, and her wheel was shot feeling, took him by the hand, saying, away. Nelson, therefore, directed Capt. he might not soon have such another place Miller to put the helm a-starboard, and to do it in, and he was heartily glad to calling for the boarders, ordered them to see him there. Twenty-four of the Capboard. tain's men were killed, and fifty-six Capt. Berry, who had lately been Nel-wounded; a fourth part of the loss susson's first lieutenant, was the first man who leaped into the enemy's mizen chains. Miller, when in the very act of going, was ordered by Nelson to remain. Berry was supported from the spritsail-yard, which locked in the San Nicolas's main rigging. A soldier of the sixty-ninth broke the upper quarter-gallery window, and jumped in, followed by the commodore himself, and by others as fast as

tained by the whole squadron falling upon this ship. Nelson received only a few bruises.

The Spaniards had still eighteen or nineteen ships, which had suffered little or no injury: that part of the fleet which had been separated from the main body in the morning was now coming up, and Sir Joh.. Jervis made signal to bring to. His ships could not have formed withou