A History of the British Army, Vol. 2: First Part—to the Close of the Seven Years' WarFortescue, J. W. (John William), Sir
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A History of the British Army, Vol. 2: First Part—to the Close of the Seven Years' War
Fortescue, J. W. (John William), Sir
Great Britain -- History, Military; Great Britain. Army -- History
By five in the afternoon the flotilla had travelled five-and-twenty
miles, and a halt was made for the baggage and artillery, which had
lagged behind. At eleven o'clock it started again, and at daybreak
reached the narrow channel that leads into Lake Champlain by the
headland of Ticonderoga. A small advanced post of the French on the
shore was driven back, and the work of disembarkation was begun.
By noon the whole army had been landed on the western shore of the
lake; Rogers with his rangers was sent forward to reconnoitre,
and the troops were formed in four columns for the march. The
route proposed was to follow the western bank of the channel
which connects Lake George with Lake Champlain, since the French
had destroyed the bridge over it, and to fall upon Ticonderoga
from the rear. The way lay through virgin forest, encumbered with
thick undergrowth and strewed with the decaying trunks and limbs
of fallen trees. All order became impossible; the men struggled
forward as best they could; the columns got mixed together; the
guides lost all idea of their direction in the maze; and the army
for a time was lost in the forest.
Meanwhile the French advanced party, some three hundred and fifty
men, which had fallen back before the British, found its retreat
cut off, and had no resource but to take to the woods. They too
lost themselves among the trees, and the two hostile bodies were
groping their way helplessly on, when the right centre column of
the British, with Lord Howe and some rangers at its head, blundered
unawares full upon the French party. A sharp skirmish followed,
and in the general confusion the main body of the British, hearing
volleys but unable to see, became very unsteady. Fortunately the
rangers stood firm, and Rogers' advanced guard, turning back at the
sound of shots, caught the French between two fires and virtually
annihilated them. The British loss in this affair was trifling in
numbers but none the less fatal to the expedition; for Lord Howe
lay dead with a bullet through his heart, and with his death the
whole soul of the army expired.
[Sidenote: July 7.]
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