By dawn the next morning his gallant soul had fled. And when another day had gone, and night came again, a silent funeral passed, by the light of a flambeau, to the chapel of the Ursulines for the lonely obsequies. A bursting shell had ploughed a deep trench along the wall of the convent, and there they sadly laid him--fitting rest for one whose life had been spent amid the din and doom of war. In 1833 his skull was exhumed; and to-day it is reverently exposed in the almoners' room of the Ursuline convent--all that remains of as fine a figure, as noble a son of his race as the years have seen. Here also an interesting tablet, erected by Lord Aylmer in 1835, bears the sympathetic inscription-- HONNEUR A MONTCALM LE DESTIN EN LUI DEROBANT LA VICTOIRE L'A RÉCOMPENSÉ PAR UNE MORTE GLORIEUSE. Besides Montcalm, the French army lost its second and third in command, De Sénézergues having expired on one of the English ships, while M. de Saint-Ours was killed in the same bloody charge in which Wolfe also met his death. The French losses in killed and wounded numbered almost fifteen hundred officers and men, the British record being fifty-eight killed, and five hundred and ninety-seven wounded. When Wolfe was slain the chief command of the British army in Canada had passed to Brigadier Townshend.[31] Expecting every moment to be attacked by Bougainville, Townshend called back his battalions from the charge, and drew them up anew, a movement scarcely accomplished before Bougainville's army was seen advancing from Cap Rouge. Bougainville, however, soon perceived signs of Montcalm's defeat, and unwilling to risk an engagement with a wholly victorious enemy, he retreated without a blow. [Footnote 31: Afterwards Marquis of Townshend.]